Saturday, June 27th, 2020 | The Pechanga Arena | San Diego, California

Commentators - Tony Schiavone, Nigel McGuinness, & Scott Steiner

Dark Matches
- Ruby Riott def. Kid Kash via Pinfall w/ Riott Kick in 6:16
- Chris Jericho def. Cheeseburger via Pinfall w/ Judas Effect in 1:08
- Drew Parker def. Harry Smith via Pinfall w/ Chair Shot in 4:44
- Sasha Banks def. Kayden Carter via Submission w/ Bank Statement in 2:50

Earlier today.

We fade up in the parking lot where we see a black limousine pull into the shot. The live crowd cheers loudly with anticipation, anxiously awaiting who this might be. The driver steps out and walks toward the rear of the vehicle before opening the door and stepping back. The anticipation turns to boos as Arn Anderson steps out in jeans and a black polo shirt. He adjusts his glasses and looks around before stepping aside. The next man out is Steve Corino, in slacks and a white button-up shirt. He has a big smile on his face, showing off his awful teeth. He rubs his hands together anxiously... out next, the entire limousine shifts as "The Big Nasty" Paul Wight climbs out behind them in black slacks and a black tank top that says "BIG NASTY BASTARD" on the front. Corino looks up at him and swallows hard. Just when you think the boos can't get any louder, Chris Jericho is out next in a leather jacket, leather pants, a fedora, and a scarf with the SGW Intercontinental Championship around his waist. In one gloved hand, he has a bottle of the bubbly. In the other gloved hand... he has ANOTHER bottle of the bubbly.

[ Chris Jericho ] Clear the way, boys! The champ is HERE!

He pops the cork on one of the bottles and foam explodes outward, narrowly missing Arn Anderson. Jake Hager exits the limousine after him, and the limo driver shuts the door. Jericho takes a drink from the bottle and gestures toward the rest of The Origin.

[ Chris Jericho ] Look at us! Look at this collection of TALENT, baby! This is what The Origin is SUPPOSED to be about! All of you guys did a great job at Supremacy! I'm real proud of all of you!

Steve Corino glares at Chris Jericho, clearly suspicious of his recent behavior.

[ Chris Jericho ] Especially me! Finally, there's someone worth a damn that's carrying some gold around here! The oldest championship in SGW history and it's MINE! ALL MINE-- HEY!

He snaps his fingers in the Big Nasty's face, getting his attention.

[ Chris Jericho ] Pay attention, jerky! I'm tryin' to give you a compliment! It's called team building! Something this joke of a group has never had before I took over!

The Big Nasty looks down at his open palm and frowns.

[ The Big Nasty ] I could crush your head in my hand.

[ Steve Corino ] Hold up, Nasty-- can I call you Nasty?

Big Nasty opens his mouth to speak.

[ Steve Corino ] Actually, I don't care.

Corino points toward Jericho.

[ Steve Corino ] Since when did YOU take over?

[ Chris Jericho ] I'm the Intercontinental Champion, Steve-o Corino! I brought the gold home to The Origin! Somethin' you and Bay Bay Cole have failed to do repeatedly! Besides, NO ONE has been screwed over more in SGW than me! I should've been the leader to begin with!

[ The Big Nasty ] You've been screwed over more than anybody else? You little punk. I should be a two-time SGW World Heavyweight Champion right now!

The Big Nasty glares at Anderson.

[ The Big Nasty ] But somebody had other plans!

[ Arn Anderson ] Now, now, Paul... we discussed this.

[ Chris Jericho ] Yeah, it's been DISCUSSED! Shut up, Big Show!

[ The Big Nasty ] I'm the Big NASTY now, you shrimp! It's called a nostalgia act!

[ Chris Jericho ] Well, it looks more like a BIG FAT STUPID ACT to me! YOU'RE OUTTA' THE ORIGIN, PAL! HIT THE BRICKS!

[ Steve Corino ] You can't kick him out of The Origin! You're not in charge!

[ The Big Nasty ] I don't need you to defend me from HIM!

Arn Anderson steps between them, fuming.

[ Arn Anderson ] That's enough, dammit! Supremacy was a big night for all of us! The best night we've had in a while. God as my witness, we're stronger than ever... and it's time to make a move to finish this thing and take what belongs to us. Now is NOT the time to give in to in-fightin' and petty squabbles.

We hear an enging revving off-camera. The members of the Origin all turn and look as a white 2020 Lexus LC 500 drives into the shot. The live crowd goes wild. The vehicles sits there for a moment before the driver's side door opens up... and Adam Cole steps out in a three piece suit with a big smile on his face. He walks around to the other side and opens the passenger's side door. Britt Baker steps out in a white pants suit. Cole and Baker approach the rest of the group.

[ Chris Jericho ] Hey, nice car asshat! Where'd you get it?

Cole puts his arm around Britt and shoots a smug look at Jericho.

[ Adam Cole ] It was a gift.

He looks at Arn Anderson.

[ Adam Cole ] For taking out Steve Austin at Supremacy.

Jericho looks from Anderson to Cole, furious.

[ Chris Jericho ] Hey! Hold on a second, junior! Arn Anderson bought you a car for taking out old, broken down Steve Austin!? You didn't even take him out! You just won a stupid match! Big Lazy took him out!

[ The Big Nasty ] HEY!

Big Nasty stops and thinks about it for a second.

[ The Big Nasty ] I mean, Jericho's right but... HEY!

[ Adam Cole ] No one's taking anything away from The Big Nasty, and let me assure you... he was well compensated for his service. But I was the guy that got his hands dirty! I'm the guy that got it done in the ring! How many of you have pinned "Stone Cold" Steve Austin?

He points at himself with his thumb.

[ Adam Cole ] Just me.

[ Chris Jericho ] Screw pinning Steve Austin!

He points at Big Nasty.

[ Chris Jericho ] He KILLED HIM!

[ Steve Corino ] Don't you guys think it's weird that they never found his bod--

[ Chris Jericho ] SHUT UP, STEVE-O!

[ Steve Corino ] I'm just sayin', they never found his--

[ Chris Jericho ] He's dead! He went splat!

[ The Big Nasty ] They couldn't find him because I threw him REALLY far.

[ Steve Corino ] It looked like he went straight down.

[ The Big Nasty ] I THREW HIM REALLY FAR!

Corino backs off.

[ Adam Cole ] That's enough, guys. I'm tired of all the bickering. We just had a GREAT night at Supremacy. Chris Jericho got the Intercontinental Championship... I beat Steve Austin... and the Big Nasty finished him off. That's why we're the best in the business today... and after I beat Bryan Danielson for the so-called REAL World Championship tonight... heh... I'll step up and challenge whichever old timer leaves the main event with the title I never should have lost.

[ Chris Jericho ] Yeah, real impressive. I still have the oldest title in SGW history! And you know what they about titles with LONG LINEAGES, HUH!?

[ Steve Corino ] No one says anything about titles with long lineages.

[ Adam Cole ] Yeah, that's... that's not a thing.

Jericho looks at Britt Baker and winks.

[ Chris Jericho ] She knows what I'm talkin' about!

[ Britt Baker ] No.

[ Adam Cole ] And that title is like a week older than the world title.

[ Britt Baker ] Yeah, get over yourself. Jesus.

Before the discussion can go any further, Cathy Kelley walks into the shot with a microphone in her hand. The live crowd cheers loudly.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Adam Cole! I'm sorry to interrupt--

[ Chris Jericho ] Don't be sorry, Katie! Just don't do it! Hit the bricks!

Cole raises his hand, waving Jericho off.

[ Adam Cole ] It's all good. I got this.

Cathy looks at Jericho and sneers before continuing.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Adam, there's a rumor going around that you have a huge announcement to make tonight... I was wondering if that was something you could tell us about right now or...

Cole smiles and strokes his chin, thinking it over. He looks over his shoulder at Anderson, and Anderson nods. Cole looks back at Cathy with a sinister smile on his face.

[ Adam Cole ] Yeah, sure. I was gonna save this for my coronation after punking out Bryan Danielson later tonight but... let's just do this thing.

Cole looks into the camera.

[ Adam Cole ] Ever since The Origin has come on the scene here in Solid Gold Wrestling, we've made our mission statement clear. We're here to honor the old guard of Solid Gold Wrestling while paving the road toward the future. Along the way, we've collected our fair share of championship gold... and we've left more than a few broken bodies in our path.

[ Steve Corino ] Yeah, ask Elias and PAC how they're doin', eh?

[ Adam Cole ] But that's not enough. It's time to stop playing games. Gold is nice... but control is better. What's that mean, you ask? We're tired of beating down all the scrubs that the championship commitee keeps putting in front of us. We want MORE! So... I hear that Solid Gold Wrestling is getting ready to have a little draft for the upcoming Body Count pay-per-view. There's gonna be a handful of elimination matches...

[ Steve Corino ] Seven, I think.

[ Adam Cole ] Whatever. Seven, eleven, twenty-five... it doesn't matter! Let's add one more to the schedule, but instead of whatever prize all THOSE losers are going after, let's put up some real stakes. Let's put up... EVERYTHING!

The live crowd waits, anticipating what comes next.

[ Adam Cole ] Team SGW, captained by Val Venis... versus Team Origin, captained by yours truly.

[ Chris Jericho ] Hey! What kinda' shit is that!? I'm the Intercon--

Cole turns and gets right in Jericho's face.

[ Adam Cole ] Shut up, Jericho! I'm the leader of The Origin so I'm the team captain! You knew I was the leader when you signed on the dotted line--

Anderson gets between them.

[ Arn Anderson ] Gentlemen... the message.

Cole and Jericho stare each other down. Jericho huffs and turns his back to the camera, taking another drink from his bottle. Adam Cole is red in the face. He looks back into the camera.

[ Adam Cole ] Team SGW... versus Team Origin in the MAIN EVENT... five on five elimination match. If Team SGW wins, The Origin will disband forever... but if we win...

He smiles.

[ Adam Cole ] If we win, Arn Anderson gets one hundred percent control of Solid Gold Wrestling, and the Championship Committee becomes extinct like the dinosaurs they are!

The fans erupt in boos. Adam Cole gestures toward the rest of the group.

[ Adam Cole ] Come on. Let's get this party started. We got history to make.

Adam Cole walks away with Britt Baker on his arm. Arn Anderson, The Big Nasty, and Steve Corino follow him. Cathy Kelley is left standing with the silent Hager and fuming mad Jericho. She takes a step toward Jericho.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Um, Chris? Can I ask you--

[ Chris Jericho ] No autographs, you ignorant slut.

Jericho storms off. Hager looks down at Cathy and shakes his head.

[ Jake Hager ] Pathetic.

Hager follows him, leaving Cathy standing there with an angry look on her face.

Inside the office of the Championship Committee, Edge and Christian stand in front of a large group of SGW competitors. Dolph Ziggler, Team Tremendous, Chris Dickinson, Becky Lynch, Kevin Nash, the V.E.N.O.M. collective, Jinny, Charlotte Flair, Christopher Daniels, Cody Rhodes, Keith Lee, Nick Aldis, Rhea Ripley, and Colt Cabana are scattered in front of them. Some are seated, some are propped against the wall, and others are talking among themselves.

[ Christian ] Alright ladies and gentlemen, you probably know why you’re all here, but in case you don’t, let me be the first to tell you.

Christian clears his throat and adjusts his posture, standing up straighter than before.

[ Christian ] You’re all fired.

A few gasps are heard and then some grumbling from others. Edge closes his eyes and sighs.

[ Christian ] It was a tough decision for some. For others, it was a long time coming.

[ Christian Daniels ] Which one of those categories do I fall under?

Christian shakes his head.

[ Christian ] Don’t ask a question you don’t really want the answer to. C’mon.

[ Colt Cabana ] Do I still have my job on Shock?

Christian nods.

[ Christian ] Colt, without you, Shock doesn’t exist.

[ Colt Cabana ] Alright, cool beans.

Colt stands up and gathers his things, including a gallon of hand sanitizer and a party bag of potato chips. He steps around V.E.N.O.M. and exits the room.

[ Christian ] ..And he’s gone.

[ Edge ] Well, you did just fire him.

[ Christian ] It was a joke!

Becky Lynch raises her hand.

[ Becky Lynch ] So, we’re not all fired?

[ Edge ] No.

Edge rubs his forehead and runs his hands through his hair.

[ Edge ] Christian is just an idiot.

[ Christian ] I was trying to lighten the mood!

[ Bill Carr ] By firing us?

[ Dan Barry ] Not cool, man.

Edge waves them off and shakes his head as Christian is oblivious to what’s going on.

[ Edge ] Anyway, gang, here’s the deal. Our next quarterly pay-per-view is entitled Body Count. You have all been gathered, not to be fired, but to represent as team captains in a series of survivor-style matches. There’s a tag team survivor, eight men’s matches, and four women’s matches. The survivors of each winning team will go on to the Body Count match at the end of the show. Women in the women’s, men in the men’s.

Ziggler cups his mouth and sarcastically yells.

[ Dolph Ziggler ] LAME!

[ Christian ] Hey! I’ll fire you for real! All of you!

He takes it back.

[ Christian ] No. I take it back. The severance packages alone would bankrupt us.

[ Edge ] Can I finish?

Edge shakes his head.

[ Edge ] All survivors will be in the two Body Count matches at the end of the night. The prize for winning the Body Count matches? Now, that’s where things get interesting. Inside this room are two people who could throw things into a bit of a tizzy between now and then. Jinny and Kevin Nash.

Nash gets nudged by Keith Lee, who appears to be asleep in his chair. Slumped over, drooling, no cares in the world right now.

[ Keith Lee ] They’re talking about you, man.

[ Kevin Nash ] Huh, what?

He rubs his eyes and looks around.

[ Kevin Nash ] Oh, this is still going on?

[ Jinny ] I know that I’m important, but what do you mean?

[ Edge ] You both have matches tonight for the World Championships of your respected divisions. If the SGW World and SGW Women’s Champions win their survivor matches and make it to Body Count, then their titles will BE ON THE LINE in the matches, allowing the ultimate Body Count winners to leave as SGW Women’s and SGW World Champion!

[ Jinny ] EXCUSE ME?!

[ Cody Rhodes ] And what if Kevin doesn’t become World Champion tonight?

[ Kevin Nash ] Who are you to doubt Big Sexy?

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] It’s a good question.

Nash looks to his left and his right in shock.

[ Kevin Nash ] Damn. Ye of little faith.

[ Edge ] Good question. If Val Venis retains and stays champion through Body Count or any champion involved doesn’t make it to the actual Body Count match itself, then the winner of the two Body Count matches becomes the number one contenders to the championships, getting his and her matches at 12 Large.

Rhea Ripley turns to Jinny.

[ Rhea Ripley ] You survive Io tonight, then you're dead meat at Body Count.

Charlotte chimes in.

[ Charlotte Flair ] I’m going to draft a team that secures me a spot in Body Count, and I will see that your reign ENDS!

The ever-defiant Jinny clutches her title on her right shoulder and looks at her two future challengers.

[ Jinny ] Bring it on, bitches.

Chris Dickinson, Golden Idol staff in hand, raises his free hand.

[ Christian ] Yeah, Mojo Rawley.

[ Edge ] That’s not Mojo.

Edge looks beyond frustrated.

[ Edge ] What makes you think we would ever hire Mojo Rawley?

[ Christian ] We have Ice Cream Men as former Tag Team Champions. Anything is possible here.

[ Chris Dickinson ] I ain’t fuckin’ Mojo.

[ Edge ] Chris, good to see you thriving on Shock.

Christian snaps his fingers.

[ Christian ] Yeah, I forget about Shock.

He shrugs nonchalantly.

[ Christian ] I’m usually asleep when all of that is going on.

[ Edge ] Alright, anyway.. Chris, you have a question?

[ Chris Dickinson ] So, outta’ all these fuckin’ captains here, why in the fuck is Nick Aldis and his fake title one? He ain’t been here since January!

Aldis puffs his chest out and holds the black silk bag firmly underneath his arm.

[ Nick Aldis ] Says the man holding a ridiculous walking stick.

[ Chris Dickinson ] Walkin’ stick?! I’ll walkin’ stick this thing up your ass!

Aldis sticks his nose in the air, uninterested.

[ Nick Aldis ] I’m selected as a captain because, unlike you, I can offer respectability to this affair.

[ Edge ] Now’s not the time to fight. Anyone who wants to can go to Shock next weekend or work it out outside of our office.

[ Christian ] Yeah, this is a serious meeting and it deserves to be treated with such.

Edge rolls his eyes.

[ Edge ] Says the man who fake-fired fourteen people a few minutes ago, sure.

He looks to the captains.

[ Edge ] This is a first-of-its-kind match in SGW history. It’s a huge opportunity for the entire company to get involved, work together, and potentially shake things up. Body Count’s going to be huge, guys. We’ll be contacting you all to draft your teams and finalize the card as soon as possible.

He sternly finishes.

[ Edge ] Opportunities like these to have a free shot at the World Champion are few and far between. Take advantage of it.

Edge looks at the captains as Christian speaks up.

[ Christian ] And, uh yeah, if you guys happen to see Cabana, maybe tell him about all of this.

He forces an awkward smile.

[ Christian ] And that he’s not fired…

The group of captains begin stirring with some going their own ways and others mingling in conversation. Immediately, draft strategies are being put together and, for Kevin Nash and Jinny, the stakes of their title matches later on tonight have been dramatically raised knowing what lies ahead for them if they come out victorious.

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 60:00

Io Shirai and Jinny stand on either side of Aubrey Edwards as she holds up the SGW Women's World Championship. She passes the title off to Kayla Braxton and then calls for the bell. The fans are on their feet, buzzing with anticipation.

[ Tony Schiavone ] As I look at these two women, fella's, three words come to mind! BIG! FIGHT! FEEL!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] You're not kiddin', Tony. Io Shirai made her debut back at No Peace in Brooklyn, and you could say that these two ladies have been on a collision course ever since!

Both women return to their corners, their eyes never leaving the other. They begin to circle one another before they go for a lock-up in the middle of the ring... but Jinny ducks under it and catches Io with a go-behind! Jinny struggles to take Io down, but Io throws elbows back into the sides of Jinny's head, rattling her and causing her to let go of Io's waist! Io immediately runs to the ropes and Jinny follows her in! Io leaps onto the middle rope... only for Jinny to leap up behind her and GERMAN SUPLEX HER OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! Io lands all on her head and neck!

[ Tony Schiavone ] WHATAMANEUVER!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] That's why she's the bloody champion!

Jinny immediately scrambles over and rolls Io over on her back! She covers! ONE! TWO! IO BRIDGES OUT! Jinny mounts Io and grabs a handful of hair. Keeping her in position, Jinny begins drilling Io with forearms right to the head! Jinny stands up, maintaining her grip on Io's hair. She pulls her back to her feet and draws her in... for a snap suplex! Jinny remains in a seated position and then slaps Io hard in the stomach, leaving a large red hand print. Io rolls over and Jinny stays on her, grabbing two handfuls of hair and rag dolling her across the ring with a violent hair whip! Io comes up in a seated position as Jinny charges off the ropes... and drills her right in the face with a running knee! Jinny pulls Io back to her feet and snatches her wrist... ACID RAINMAKERRRRRRRRRRRR-- NO! IO DUCKS IT! Io executes a go behind and plants Jinny with a GERMAN SUPLEX!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Look at that! She's not letting go!

Io rolls straight through and dead lifts Jinny, carrying her with her feet dangling a few inches off the mat! She rotates... and plants Jinny with a SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX! And then rolls through, hoisting Jinny up for a third time... FOR A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX! She bridges this one and Aubrey counts! ONE! TWO! JINNY KICKS OUT! Io sits up, breathing heavily. She slowly returns to her feet as Jinny does the same. Io immediately nails Jinny with a big forearm! Jinny returns with one of her own! They trade forearm strikes back and forth until Io comes out of nowhere with a BIG UPPERCUT! Jinny staggers back and Io turns to run the ropes! She charges back at Jinny but Jinny meets her halfway with a clothesline... but Io executes a HANDSPRING EVASION before leaping onto the middle rope and wiping out Jinny with an ASAI MOONSAULT!

[ Scott Steiner ] I can't keep up with this shit!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This is the most important match in either of these women's careers! Jinny has everything to lose while Io Shirai has everything to gain! A loss here for either of them would be devastating!

Io Shirai rolls right back to her feet and points at the turnbuckles. The fans pop huge and Io stomps on Jinny's stomach on her way to the turnbuckle! Io leaps onto the top and flies... MOONSAULT! SHE HIT IT! Io covers! ONE! TWO! THR-- NO! ALIYAH AND VANESSA BORNE PULLED JINNY FROM BENEATH IO! The fans erupt in boos!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Those heinous Highers! They weren't there for Jinny at Supremacy but they're damn sure here now!

Aliyah and Vanessa dust Jinny off and pet her hair, telling her how good she looks... until Io flies off the top rope, wiping out all three of them with a MOONSAULT! Everyone is down! Io Shirai fights back to her feet. Vanessa is up behind her but Io immediately knocks her down with a big forearm! Aliyah sits up and instantly gets knocked down with a RUNNING METEORA! But as soon as she lands it, Jinny boots her right in the side of the head! Io falls over and Jinny kicks Aliyah in the side, shouting "GET OUT OF THE WAY, TWAT!" before grabbing two handfuls of Io's hair and running her head first into the rail! Io falls back against the rail, propped up by both arms. Jinny begins wailing away on Io's head with forearms before dumping her backward over the rail and into the front row! Jinny grabs Io by the hair and pulls her up. She lifts her up in a suplex position and then nails her with a DRAPING SPINNING NECKBREAKER ON THE FLOOR!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh no! Oh my! That's gotta be it!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Jinny is ruthless, gentlemen. She will stop at nothing to retain her championship. For one hundred and sixty-nine days, Jinny has been the champion! The longest reigning champion of ANY KIND, male or female in the HISTORY of this company!

[ Scott Steiner ] I don't like 'er... but she don't make a habit of layin' down for ANYBODY! Reminds me of somebody else! ME! The Big Bad... Booty Daddy!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Never pinned! Never defeated! Jinny!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] She's so hot right now!

Jinny sits up, looking out of her mind. She pulls Io back to her feet... and nails her with the ACID RAINMAKER ON THE FLOOR! Jinny immediately scrambles back to her feet and drags Io toward the apron! She tries to lift her up onto the apron but can't get her positioned correctly. She turns and looks at the Highers. "CUNTS! HELP ME!" But they're both out of it! Finally, Shayna Baszler charges down and the fans erupt in boos! Baszler helps Jinny toss Io under the bottom rope. Jinny follows her in!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This is it... this has to be it!

Io slowly tries to stand... and Jinny comes out of nowhere with THE TOUCH OF COUTURE! The impact sends Io tumbling toward the ropes! Jinny falls on top of her and covers, staring up at the lights! Aubrey slides into position! ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER & STILL CHAMPION
JINNY
7:48 via Pinfall

The fans erupt in boos! Shayna Baszler slides into the ring with the SGW Women's World Championship and pushes it into Jinny's arms. Shayna helps Jinny to her feet. Jinny is smiling evilly as she raises the championship in the air.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I can't believe it! She... she did it again!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Anything is possible wit' a little help from your friends, Tony!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Jinny has gotten away with so much! She's spent the last month running down the dearly departed Hana Kimura, and all of Joshi wrestling! This loss is... well, it's devastating!

As Jinny celebrates, Aubrey notices something... she sees Io Shirai's foot is resting on the bottom rope! Aubrey covers her mouth, surprised! She wanders over to the ropes and motions for Kayla Braxton to come closer. Aubrey whispers something into Kayla's ear and Kayla smiles before raising her microphone.

[ Kayla Braxton ] Ladies and gentlemen, referee Aubrey Edwards has just informed me that Io Shirai's foot was on the bottom rope... and so this match... MUST CONTINUUUUUUUUUE!

The fans pop huge! Jinny looks mortified by this news! Aubrey Edwards yanks the title out of Jinny's hands and gives it back to Braxton! Edwards calls for the bell to restart the match! Shayna tries to assure Jinny, shouting "YOU GOT THIS! YOU GOT THIS!" but Shayna is silenced when Io Shirai cartwheels in behind her and then plants her with a GERMAN SUPLEX! Shayna Baszler rolls out of the ring and Jinny immediately dives onto Io, nailing her in the back with forearms as the fans become RED HOT!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It's not ova' til it's ova', gentlemen!

[ Tony Schiavone ] She's already back on her! Come on, Io!

Jinny lays the shots in, beating Io down to her knees! Io rises up out of nowhere, nailing Jinny with a brutal palmstrike uppercut! Jinny staggers back... but then nails Io with a knee lift to the mid-section! Jinny pulls Io in and goes for it... ACID RAINMAKER! NO! IO EXECUTES A GO-BEHIND... HALF-NELSON SUPLEX! Jinny lands all on her head and neck! Io rolls right back to her feet and charges toward the ropes... WIPING SHAYNA BASZLER OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! Both women crash hard into the guardrail! Io is back up immediately and leaps onto the apron before climbing the to the top rope! SHE FLIES! FLYING BODY PRESS ON BOTH HIGHERS!

[ Tony Schiavone ] She's firing on all cylinders!

Io rises to her feet and slides under the bottom rope! Jinny charges at her with a clothesline and Io ducks it! She catches Jinny on the turnaround with a SPEAR! Jinny goes down but as soon as she lands, Io comes out of nowhere with the IO GALAXY METEOR! Io sits up on her knees and points at the turnbuckle! The fans go wild! She runs and leaps onto the middle rope... MOONSAULT! She rolls right back to her feet and runs... leaping straight onto the top rope... A SECOND MOONSAULT! Io covers! ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER & NEW CHAMPION
IO SHIRAI
10:09 via Pinfall

The roof blows off as Io rolls off of Jinny! Aubrey Edwards hands her the championship. The fans are going nuts as Io looks down at title in disbelief. Io stands and Aubrey raises her hand in victory.

[ Tony Schiavone ] I'm speechless! She's done it!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Yes, she has! She's done what no one else has been able to do since bloody January! Six months of terror has finally come to an end!

[ Scott Steiner ] What a god damn fight!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Jinny, however, has nothing to be ashamed of! One hundred and sixty-nine days as champion! A feat that no man or woman before her has ever matched!

Shayna Baszler pulls Jinny out of the ring and throws her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, walking her to the back. One fan throws a cafeteria size carton of milk at them, which splatters all over Shayna, causing her to almost drop Jinny while she rages at the guilty fan. The Highers stagger behind them, disheveled.

[ Tony Schiavone ] It will be very interesting to see where Jinny goes from here!

Back in the ring, Aubrey straps the title around Io Shirai's waist. Io drops to her knees and pats the center plate before pointing up to the sky. The fans are loudly chanting "THANK YOU, IO!" as the camera zooms in and we begin to fade out.

A close-up of Lance Archer’s eyes fills the screen as the calm, cool voice of Jake “the Snake” Roberts begins speaking.

[ Jake Roberts ] The stigma of failure is one that’s hard to shake. Men have let a stumble turn into a slide, and a slide turn into a tumble, a tumble into a fall…but make no mistake…this man…

The camera zooms out slightly as Roberts continues, showing that Archer is seated in a dark room backstage.

[ Jake Roberts ] The Murderhawk…is not shaken. The Murderhawk has not slid. He has not tumbled, nor fallen. The Murderhawk didn’t even take his eyes off the prize, man! He was knocked from the ring and in that time, allowed another man to capitalize on his work.

Now zoomed out to show Jake standing above a seated Archer, the camera holds firm as Roberts changes ears, speaking almost directly into the Murderhawk’s brain.

[ Jake Roberts ] Never again. You see, Ethan Carter, you’re a man of great wealth and privilege. The Murderhawk is, as well. Lance Archer is rich in murderous intent…and privileged to be able to act upon said intentions tonight. Unfortunately, Ethan, you are set to stand across the ring from the Murderhawk as he shows the world that there are no stigmas of failure attached to him…only stigmas of pain. Ethan Carter, consider this your final warning. Your body will be broken when Lance Archer finishes his business tonight. You, Ethan Carter, shouldn’t bother testing Lance Archer when I tell you that he is a test you will surely…miserably…fail.

Roberts looks at the camera and lifts an eyebrow.

[ Jake Roberts ] …trust me.

Archer stands and the duo walk out of the dark room as we cut away.

Dax Harwood is putting the finishing touches on his wrist tape as Cash Wheeler is lacing up his right boot. They look focused going into their SGW debuts tonight.

[ Dax Harwood ] You ready to rock n’ roll tonight, Cash?

[ Cash Wheeler ] You know it, brother.

[ Dax Harwood ] This has been a long time comin'.

Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara come into the room and Sammy’s energetic tone changes the landscape immediately.

[ Sammy Guevara ] Yo! Big Cage! Look at what we have here. It’s our partners tonight!

Brian Cage doesn’t look impressed. FTR continue getting ready, paying them no mind.

[ Sammy Guevara ] Fellas, it’s time for a strategy session! Let’s get this over with.

FTR continues minding their own business.

[ Sammy Guevara ] Look at ‘em, man. Not even wanting to acknowledge that we’re here. You two need to show us some respect as the LEADERS of this team tonight!

Sammy grabs Cash by the chin and raises it up to force eye contact.

[ Sammy Guevara ] Pay attention to us!

Wheeler snatches Sammy’s wrist and twists it as he stands up. Dax walks over and grabs Sammy by the cheeks, smushing them together. His eyes bug out of his head as Cash sternly delivers a warning.

[ Cash Wheeler ] Touch me again, son.

Brian Cage steps in and pops his pecs until FTR releases the grips on Sammy. Sammy dusts himself off and stands safely behind Cage.

[ Brian Cage ] Here's the deal. You two are going to get carried to victory by us tonight. So you’re going to simply stand on that apron and WATCH us go to work.

Cage looks to Dax and Cash.

[ Brian Cage ] How’s that for a strategy session?

He scoffs.

[ Brian Cage ] You two understand?

[ Dax Harwood ] Oh, we hear you big man.

[ Cash Wheeler ] Loud and clear.

Sammy pokes his head from around Cage’s broad shoulders.

[ Sammy Guevara ] Good. ‘Cause we’re the next champs around here, so you two need to watch and learn how it’s really done! Y’all some tag team professionals? Psh! Watch and learn, son! You should be THANKING us for carrying you bums to victory!

[ Brian Cage ] See you out there.

Cage and Guevara turn and leave. Cash looks to Dax and rolls his eyes.

[ Cash Wheeler ] Well, this is going to go well.

[ Dax Harwood ] We just have to remember why we’re here, because teams like them are a dime’a dozen, Cash. Money talks and b.s. walks, and I plan on makin’ a LOT of money tonight.

The scene fades.

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

A firm collar-and-elbow tie-up kicks off this contest of large men and after a moment of testing the other, both men release their hold and begin throwing punches instead!

[ Scott Steiner ] See, this is why it’s crucial to be well rounded! You wouldn’t have needed to go to punches if you can outwrestle everyone in your way!

Carter ducks an Archer punch and pulls his ankles, knocking him to the canvas on his stomach and quickly applies a side headlock, but Archer is still full of energy and lifts, doing his best to suplex EC3 over his head, but the Top Man shifts his weight and drags Archer back down, keeping the hold wrapped firmly on his head. Rick Knox checks the grip and it’s clean, but Archer uses the brief distraction to shoot EC3 off the ropes and connects with a huge boot to the face!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Wow, what a boot! Ethan Carter took that one flush to the face!

On the floor, John Bradshaw Layfield, EC3’s advisor, begins instructing his protégé on what to do next as Archer approaches slowly, stalking his prey. Across the ring, Jake ‘the Snake’ Roberts isn’t giving Archer any instructions, only watching carefully as ‘the Murderhawk’ does his business at his own pace. Archer stomps down on Carter’s back, then again to the pectoral region as EC3 rolls over in pain.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It certainly seems that Archer’s got a firm grip on this match – and that’s got to be delightful to Jake Roberts.

[ Scott Steiner ] Roberts ain’t delighted by shit – but he’s wicked as all hell, and you know that evil bastard loves watchin’ Archer beat the hell outta people! This Carter guy’d better get some shit goin’ quick!

Archer lifts Carter by his curly hair and delivers a stiff European Uppercut, leaving Carter in the corner and slowly circling the ring before charging in – into nothing but turnbuckles! Archer’s sternum takes the impact bluntly and EC3 is already rolling, soaring through the air with a Stinger Splash, turning Archer around in the ring! He steps back and runs again, leaping up with another Stinger Splash! Archer stumbles out of the corner and Carter lifts him onto his shoulders!

[ Tony Schiavone ] WHOA! This could be the TK3, that dangerous Fireman’s Carry maneuver!

Archer slides off of Carter’s back and grips his opponent by the throat, lifting him high into the air before slamming him down with a chokeslam!

[ Scott Steiner ] THAT’S THE GOOD SHIT!

Looking through fury-filled, narrowed eyes, Archer glares at Carter before lifting him from the mat and charging into the ropes!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Archer seems to have the killer instinct kicking in, here!

Archer’s eyes are wide as he hits the near-side ropes and CLEANS EC3’s CLOCK with a clothesline!

[ Tony Schiavone ] MY WORD!

[ Scott Steiner ] YES! KEEP IT UP!

With Roberts hissing encouragement, Archer removes his elbow pad and prepares himself, lifting Carter from the mat and hurling him into the ropes before cocking his arm for another huge lariat!

[ Scott Steiner ] TAKE HIS HEAD OFF!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh, man, this is gonna hurt!

Carter ducks the lariat and continues running, hitting the ropes and –

[ Nigel McGuinness ] LARIAT!! That’s the Clothesline from Hell!

EC3 scoops Archer from the mat and applies a headlock before quickly dropping to his chest and driving the Murderhawk head-first into the canvas with the One Percenter! Carter hooks the legs and Knox is in position – ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER
EC3
4:44 via Pinfall

“Trouble” hits the speakers as Carter releases the pinfall and rolls from the ring, where John Bradshaw Layfield congratulates him with a big pat to the shoulders.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] An impressive victory here for Ethan Carter the Third, what a mighty lariat that was!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Well, Nigel, you would certainly know, best buddy! John Bradshaw Layfield’s passed along what appears to be a few secrets to success along to Carter, let’s see if he continues to utilize them in his time in Solid Gold Wrestling.

EC3 and JBL reach the stage, where they lift their hands in victory before we cut to the ring, where Lance Archer is crawling from the ring, rejoining Jake Roberts on the floor.

[ Scott Steiner ] This Archer bastard has all the tools to whip major ass in SGW – what the hell’s wrong with him?!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I don’t think anything is WRONG, Scott – it seems like his killer instinct may be something opponents are exploiting, though! Carter realize the lariat was coming and evaded the attack.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Well, I’m fine with him losing, because Archer and Roberts are both scary individuals! I’m admittedly not the biggest fan of JBL, either, but either way, EC3 – Ethan Carter’s picked up the win tonight!

We fade away.

We can still hear the live crowd buzzing with excitement, following the previous match. We head backstage where we see Io Shirai sitting down with her back to the wall and the SGW Women's World Championship resting in her lap. The fans cheer loudly upon this sight. She places her hand on the center plate and gives it a gentle pat.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Ladies and gentlemen, there she is. The woman who ended Jinny's reign of terror. The longest singles championship reign in SGW history, brought to a thrilling and fitting conclusion... by TENKU NO GENIUS, Io Shirai!

The door to the room opens up and AZM and Starlight Kid enter the room, looking excited. They both rush over and kneel in front of her, admiring the championship belt in front of them. Io smiles.

[ Starlight Kid ] < IO-SAN, CONGRATULATIONS! >

[ AZM ] < As soon as I heard you would receive a title shot, I knew that you would win, Io-san. Thank you for coming back. This company is much better for having you here. >

Shirai stands up and places the championship on her shoulder. She gestures for AZM and Starlight Kid to stand up. They do and Io looks from one to the other.

[ Io Shirai ] < Your congratulations mean so much to me. I am very happy to stand here as the new champion... but I have already won. Victory is mine, as I knew it would be. You two have a very important match tonight. >

Starlight and AZM look at each other and then back at Io.

[ Io Shirai ] < You would do well to prepare. Defeat your opponents... and then go on to become new SGW Twinstar Champions... and become a number one tag team. >

Starlight and AZM nod. Shirai points toward the door.

[ Io Shirai ] Star-uh Right Kiddo... < Leave us, please. >

Starlight looks confused but nods and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. AZM looks at Io but Io watches the door until it is shut. She finally turns to look at AZM.

[ Io Shirai ] < You must work hard to teach her. She is not like us, AZM-chan. She is not Queen's Quest... but she could be. Guide her, show her the way. >

AZM scowls.

[ AZM ] < She is weak and stupid. >

[ Io Shirai ] < Show her the way. >

AZM nods.

[ AZM ] < Yes, Io-san. >

Without another word, AZM leaves the room where Starlight Kid is waiting, a nervous look on her face. AZM and Starlight walk away, the door shutting behind them. The camera turns to focus on Io Shirai and zooms in slowly as we fade out.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

The fans are on their feet, highly anticipating this match which features the debut of Ember Moon. Ember and Candice circle one another for a moment before locking up in the center of the ring. They struggle for position before Candice suddenly takes over with a headlock. Ember is ready for it, backing Candice into the ropes and shooting her off! Ember goes for a clothesline on the returning Candice but Candice ducks it! Ember turns right around into an ASAI MOONSAULT from the opposite side of the ring!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a move!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] She caught the debuting Ember Moon off guard, for sure!

Candice is up quickly, pointing at the turnbuckles. The fans cheer as Candice begins to climb but as she perches on the top rope, Ember kips up and charges, leaping onto the corner and SUPERPLEXING Candice straight to the mat! Ember is back up quickly, glaring down at Candice with fire in her eyes! Candice slowly gets back to her feet and Ember instantly super kicks her right in the stomach, doubing her over. Ember pulls Candice in and hoists her up... for a JACKHAMMER SLAM! However, as soon as she plants her, the fans offer up a strong mixed reaction. Ember looks confused and turns to the ramp... only to see CHARLOTTE FLAIR standing on the stage in her full gear and robe, hands on her hips.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What is Charlotte Flair doing here?!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] We haven't seen Charlotte since WrestleBrawl 3, when she was screwed out of her WrestleBrawl moment by Gionna Daddio and her cronies!

[ Scott Steiner ] That's just like a no-good Flair! Get that ass beat, then crawl under a rock and hide 'til the one that did it goes away! She should send Nia Jax a fuckin' thank you card!

Ember Moon looks confused by the presence of Flair but then turns to go back to work on Candice... only to have Candice swing her leg around and boot her right in the chin! Ember goes down and Candice flies back to her feet. Ember returns to a seated position as Candice comes off the ropes... RUNNING METEORA! Candice is right back to her feet, motioning for Ember Moon to get up! Ember slowly stands and Candice charges... clothesline! Ember's back up! Another clothesline! Ember's up again... SINGLE LEG DROP KICK! Ember rolls out to the floor, checking her lip for blood... and Candice takes her down with a SUICIDE DIVE!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This match is heating up!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I'm not sure what Charlotte Flair is doin' out 'ere, gentlemen, but I believe her presence has certainly caused Candice LeRae to step up her game in the last few moments!

Candice is up and snatches Ember off the mat by her hair. She throws her under the bottom rope and follows her in. She waits on Ember to stand up. Ember slowly stands with her back to Candice and Candice approaches from the back... BALLS PLEX! NO! Ember manages to block it and throws an elbow back, knocking Candice back a step! Ember super kicks Candice in the stomach and then runs to the ropes... SPRINGBOARD ECLIPSE! The fans pop huge!

[ Tony Schiavone ] WHAT A MOVE!

Ember covers Candice and hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER
EMBER MOON
5:02 via Pinfall

Ember Moon rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp with purpose, approaching Charlotte Flair. Flair simply stares down at Ember Moon with a confident smile on her face. As Ember approaches, she points at Flair and raises her voice.

[ Ember Moon ] Did you like that?!

She points toward the ring where Paul Turner is helping Candice to her feet.

[ Ember Moon ] There's plenty more where that came from!

They almost get nose to nose.

[ Ember Moon ] LOOK OUT!

Ember walks past Charlotte and disappears behind the curtain. Charlotte stands there for a moment, looking completely unbothered by what just occurred. The fans are cheering loudly. The camera focuses on Charlotte as we fade out.

We get a close up shot of Ethan Carter III’s face, he’s smirking and looking off screen as we fade out and show he is standing with none other than Queen Cathy Kelley, who is smiling to the camera.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Hello everyone at home, I’m standing by with a man who is fresh off a victory tonight in San Diego – Ethan Carter the Third!

EC3 smirks, shrugging, and crosses his arms.

[ EC3 ] Well, Cathy, thank you for your time.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Likewise! I’m curious, Ethan, if you could share your thoughts on the upcoming Body Count show and what the ramifications of the event could be for your career in Solid Gold Wrestling?

EC3 nods, stroking his chin before flexing his massive biceps.

[ EC3 ] Cathy, when you’re Ethan Carter the Third…

Carter releases the flex and re-crosses his arms coolly.

[ EC3 ] ...things naturally tend to revolve around you, you know? I mean, I think, scientifically, at least, we can attribute that to my toned and sculpted frame, which has a high gravitational pull. But more appropriately for your inquiry, it’s because I’m a winner. It’s why a former champion, John Bradshaw Layfield has invested in my career. It’s why I won my match earlier tonight, and you know what, sweet Queen Cathy?

Cathy tilts her head, curious.

[ EC3 ] It’s why I’m SURE…to be a number one draft pick for Body Count.

[ ??? ] Number one pick?! You?!

The camera zooms out to see The Miz approaching, a flat smile stretched across his face. He’s wearing a Yves St. Laurent entrance jacket with dozens of tiny mirrors across it and is glowing under the stage lights of the interview set.

[ The Miz ] You’ll have to forgive me for being so…uncouth, but…I…the most must-see superstar in Solid Gold Wrestling…will CLEARLY be picked first. And Cathy, allow me to answer your unasked question – tonight, after I defeat AJ Styles, everyone watching will know…that I’m the MOST PHENOMENAL CHOICE…to be the number one draft pick!

Miz nods confidently as San Diego chuckle and react to his claims. Cathy leans in gently and responds.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Pardon me, Miz, but –

[ The Miz ] An autograph, Cathy? Reeeeallly?

Miz laughs to himself.

[ The Miz ] You know, Cath’, I don’t care, but I wish you’d have waited ‘til the cameras were off!

Cathy smiles politely.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Actually, Miz, your match tonight is against AJ Gray, not AJ Styles.

Miz’ smirk flattens immediately and his eyebrows furrow.

[ The Miz ] …WHO?!

Cathy replies calmly.

[ Cathy Kelley ] …AJ Gray, Miz.

[ The Miz ] WHO?! WHO IS THAT?! I…AM THE MIZ! I’LL FACE AJ STYLES, NOT SOME NOBODY LOSER NAMED AJ GRAY! I NEED YOU TO LET SOMEONE KNOW THAT MY MATCH IS BEING CHANGED AND THAT I’LL BE FACING AJ STYLES INSTEA—

[ The Rock ] WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA NOW, MIZ!

Rock comes sliding into the frame, gripping his belt buckle, eyebrow cocked high already and San Diego may as well be ground zero for the massive explosion of cheers he receives. Cathy Kelley grins ear-to-ear and EC3 throws his hands out wide as he’s pissed more people are interrupting his interview segment. Rock notices Cathy Kelley standing with the microphone and smiles broadly, greeting her.

[ The Rock ] Queen Cathy! The Rock is glad to see you and has a very important question to ask you, Cathy Kelley!

[ Cathy Kelley ] Same to you, Rock, it’s great to see you! What can I do for you?

[ The Rock ] Answer the Rock’s question, mama!

[ Cathy Kelley ] And what’s that, Rock?

The Rock leans his head back, smelling that which he is cooking, and slowly lowers his mouth to the microphone and bellows:

[ The Rock ] WHEEERRRRRRRRRRE’S SCOTT?!

Another catastrophic eruption of cheers from San Diego.

[ The Rock ] Nonononononononononononononono NO! San DEEE-AYYYY-GO, The Rock says NO! The Rock wants to know, Queen Cathy, WHERE – IS – SCOTT?!

Cathy is beaming radiantly and replies coolly.

[ Cathy Kelley ] I’m not sure, Rock, I imagine he’s back here someplace, but I have to ask – why?

The Rock grins, looking Cathy up and down before noticing EC3 giving him a nasty side eye.

[ The Rock ] The Rock must know, son, what is your name?

[ EC3 ] Shocked you don’t know me, Dwayne, but my name is Etha—

[ The Rock ] IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!

You know the drill. San Diego is on fire.

[ The Rock ] The Rock says this, The Rock says that you, Jheri Curl Juice Monkey, WILL IN FACT – NOT BE THE NUMBER ONE DRAFT PICK! The Rock also says that he wants all the fans here in SAINT DEEE-AY-GOOOO to chant Jheri Curl Juice Monkey at this creature, so he does not forget his name – chant now!

JHERI CURL JUICE MONKEY
JHERI CURL JUICE MONKEY
JHERI CURL JUICE MONKEY

Carter seethes as Rock turns his attention to the Miz, who has a bemused smile on his face.

[ The Rock ] Whatcha’ smilin’ at, Sunshine? Just got word that they’ll make another sequel to your garbage factory movie series? No?! What’s, your wife decided she’ll let ya sleep in the big boy bed instead of curled up on a bench at the end? Hmm? Hmm?

The Miz removes his sunglasses quickly and cuts off the Rock.

[ The Miz ] Listen here, 2002, I’ve got a clear clause in my contract keeping me out of dump segments like this, so I’m going to exercise my right to be better than everything happening on screen and prepare for my match with this nobody…and then go on to be drafted number one.

The Miz turns and leaves as the Rock begins pantomiming his speech.

[ The Rock ] <baby voiced> PRMPARE FMOR MMY MMATCH WIMTH MNOBODY…MBE DRAFTED MNUMBMER MWONE – PEH! The Rock says this, you have no more a chance at being the number one draft pick than ‘The Marine 88: Jake Carter May Need Glasses’ has of grossing more than ‘Maximum Justice,’ starring the Rock!

Another enormous pop as EC3 rolls his eyes.

[ The Rock ] Now Cathy Kelley, the Rock says this: firstly, welcome back to you, mama. Secondly, Jheri Curl Juice Monkey, the Rock will slap those eyeballs straight faster than you can pray to Little Richard you don’t deuce your pants. Thirdly, the Rock is off to find a megaphone, walk off and find Scott, turn on his megaphone, turn that sumbitch sideways, and stick it straight up Scott’s candy ass!!

Cathy’s eyes go wide.

[ Cathy Kelley ] …but…you know Scott’s in charge, right?

Rock grins.

[ The Rock ] Of course the Rock does, mama! One of three! Thirty three percent! But Scott’s the Rock’s favorite! And once the Rock has his megaphone up Scott’s ass, he’ll speak out, voice of the Rock through Scott’s mouth to all the captains for Body Count and let them know the only choice to be taken first in any draft is not The Miz, is NOT Jheri Curl Juice Monkey, but is the People’s Champ, the People’s Choice, the one and only ROCK – If ya’ sa-mellllllllLlLlLlLlLlLlLlLl-la-lawwwww what the Rock! Is! Cookin’!

For whatever reason, the Rock’s music blasts over the speakers and he pats Cathy Kelley on the arm, turning to go and presumably find someone who may or may not even exist backstage. Ethan Carter 3 begins screaming over the music.

[ EC3 ] HEY! TURN THAT MUSIC OFF! THIS IS MY TIME! DAMMIT, THIS IS ABOUT ME!

He turns to speak to Cathy, but she has already left the set. EC3 screams and throws a chair through the backdrop before storming off as we fade away.

Referee - Mike Chioda | Time Limit - 30:00

All attention in the arena focuses on the contest at hand as Mike Chioda calls for the opening bell. Well…MOSTLY all attention.

Juventud Guerrera is busy chatting up a clearly uninterested woman in the front row who is wearing a ‘Hangman Page’ shirt as ‘Diamond’ Dallas Page slowly approaches the new Limitless Champion from behind.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What disrespect from Juventud Guerrera! He needs to pay attention to the match and not the fans – DDP is a warrior!

[ Scott Steiner ] TRUST ME, SCHIAVONE – GUERRERA’S MIND’S IN THE RIGHT PLACE! DDP’S A BITCH AND THAT CHICK IS FINE! TOO FINE FOR HIM, IN FACT…

‘The Juice’ continues his rather unsuccessful pickup attempt until Page spins him around and lights him up with a huge right hand, knocking Juvi to the mat! Guerrera bounces off the mat like a superball and Page puts him right back down with another big punch! And again! And again! Juventud is up and throws a clothesline, but DDP ducks – body slam! Page covers – only a slight two.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It’d be short-sighted to write this or any match off after a minute of action, but it certainly seems ‘Diamond’ Dallas Page is firmly in the driver’s seat, doesn’t it?

[ Tony Schiavone ] It sure does!

DDP lifts the Limitless Champion from the mat and whips him into the ropes, looking for his own clothesline, but Juvi ducks it – Page dead stops and turns, but here comes Juvi, springboarding off the middle rope with a tumbleweed, knocking DDP to the mat! Keeping the pressure on, Juvi and Page are up, but the Juice knocks DDP back down with a hurricanrana!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Appearances can be deceiving and it seems like Guerrera’s in control, now!

DDP is up, fists cocked and throwing shots, but Guerrera ducks them and PLASTERS Page with an enzuigiri, leveling one-third of the Vegas Connection. As he stands, Juvi laughs, pointing at DDP’s body and begins speaking Spanish as he slides to the floor!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Now what’s he doing?!

Guerrera produces a steel chair from under the ring and slides back inside, continuing to talk trash to Page the entire time, the San Diego crowd exploding with energy for him.

Wait, no! NO! It’s Ruby Riott, running down the aisle! Guerrera lifts the chair overhead to swing it, but Riott intercepts it and drops it to the floor, stepping off the apron as Juvi’s eyes go wide and his jaw drops, stunned!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] RUBY RIOTT JUST PREVENTED JUVENTUD FROM SMASHING PAGE’S SKULL IN!

Guerrera swears at Ruby for a moment before turning back around –

[ Tony Schiavone ] DIAMOND CUTTER!!

INTO THE DIAMOND CUTTER! Guerrera smashes face-first into the mat and Page hooks the legs, covering him tightly – one! Two! Three!

WINNER
"DIAMOND" DALLAS PAGE
3:18 via Pinfall

As soon as Page draws the three count and “Smells Like Teen Spirit” fires up, San Diego begins booing – not for DDP, but for the Origin, running down the ramp en masse and sliding into the ring!

[ Tony Schiavone ] HEY NOW! JUST WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS?!

Adam Cole and Steve Corino begin leathering DDP as Chris Jericho piefaces Ruby Riott on the outside, inviting ‘the Big Nasty’ to take his own shots on the former Limitless Champion. Eventually, Wight hurls Ruby into the ring and the Origin continue their four-on-two assault.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This is a bit excessive!

[ Scott Steiner ] It’s gang warfare!

Juventud Guerrera, still shaking off the cobwebs, gives Adam Cole a very sloppy embrace and, for whatever reason, a kiss on the cheek before running across the ring and stomping Ruby Riott in the sternum as the Origin looks on through puzzled eyes while ‘the Juice’ makes it a super-lopsided five-on-two beatdown!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What the hell’s Juventud Guerrera even doing? He’s not – oh! OH LOOK!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] The cavalry arrives!

Sure enough, Val Venis and Kevin Nash charge down the apron and enter the ring, sending the Origin forces scurrying from the squared circle, not interested in a fair fight. Guerrera and Riott continue their brawl – and Ruby throws a beautiful high kick, leaving Juvi on wobbly legs before Nash big boots the Juice over the top rope! Venis swings a fist for Adam Cole’s head as Jericho retaliates verbally, calling Venis a “STUPID IDIOT!” As the Origin and Guerrera congest at the foot of the ramp, Riott quickly climbs and sails off the top rope, knocking the five men to the ground in a heap!

[ Tony Schiavone ] RUBY RIOTT!

[ Scott Steiner ] THE BIRD WOMAN CAN FLY! NO SURPRISE!

As San Diego explodes for the raucous action, the Origin begin retreating, Juventud somewhere in their midst. Riott smirks to herself and rolls into the ring while the fans chant her name over and over. Nash begins attending to Dallas Page while Venis looks after Ruby Riott, finally assisting both to their feet. The angry SGW World Heavyweight Champion demands a microphone from Justin Roberts and receives it after a moment.

[ Val Venis ] Let that be a lesson to you pieces of Origin trash – the days of the numbers game ARE! OVER!

San Diego are fired up with Val’s enthusiasm and DDP nods firmly.

[ Val Venis ] You scumbags want to attack DDP? Well, that’s nothing new for Dallas – he’s been a target to groups of assholes like you, just tryin’ to send messages or make names for years – and D!D!P! IS STILL! STANDIN’!

Page throws up the Diamond sign and brings it down, getting hyped with Venis.

[ Val Venis ] Ruby Riott’s a whole different story, though, you thugs! Now, listen…

Riott’s glaring at Venis, but the Champion quells her and encourages her to listen.

[ Val Venis ] I know you don’t need any help. Anybody with eyes has seen the stuff you can do on display this year! Blood and Gold! Limitless Championships! Beating the holy hell out of Juventud Guerrera and anyone else stupid enough to cross you!

San Diego roars as Ruby nods, accepting the compliment but not sure where Val is going with this.

[ Val Venis ] As far as I’m concerned, Ruby, you…and your attitude of acceptance and forward-thinking are the FUTURE of Solid Gold Wrestling! On behalf of Solid Gold Wrestling and as the captain of Team SGW for Body Count…I would like to officially invite you to fight alongside us! As part of Team SGW! AT BODY COUNT!

The crowd is roaring as Riott looks around, seeing the thousands of faces nodding in encouragement. She sighs deeply before striding over to Val…

…and shaking his open hand!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a moment! Ruby Riott has accepted Val Venis’ offer to wrestle on behalf of team Solid Gold Wrestling at Body Count! This is a huge addition for our team and I, for one, am glad Ruby Riott will be fighting for us!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Ruby Riott’s an incredible performer and a dynamite addition to Team SGW!

[ Scott Steiner ] The Bird Woman?!

Riott and Venis shake hands again as Nash and Page look on, the San Diego fans clearly a big fan of the decision Val made.

[ Scott Steiner ] …we’re fucked!

We fade away.

Quickly we cut backstage, to the Origin locker room as the group files in en masse. Anderson and Chris Jericho lead the way, with Adam Cole and Britt Baker just behind them. Steve Corino is rubbing his head as he steps in before the Big Nasty Paul Wight squeezes through the door. Behind him is Juventud Guerrera, leaping to pat the big man on the back. The chaos of the moment is evident as everyone is talking until Arn Anderson whistles for silence. Once the attention is all on the co-founder of the company, he speaks.

[ Arn Anderson ] Now, just what in the hell was all of that out there?! Damn Val Venis thinks he’s slick, I’ll tell you what, adding Ruby Riott to team SGW for body count! But that doesn’t matter any at all! Ruby Riott’s being on that team will matter about as much as a flea’s fart affects air quality in the Rose Bowl!

A few snickers and smiles from the Origin, but Juventud Guerrera belly laughs, bending at the waist.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Hell yeah baby, she stinks, doesn’t she amigos?

Nobody pays him any attention and Anderson continues his speech.

[ Arn Anderson ] That’s right! It don’t matter a damn bit! This right here is the single most dangerous collection of talent that this company or any company has ever seen.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Hell yeah, baby! We’re dangerous sons of bitches baby!!

No sold again.

[ Arn Anderson ] Even if they have four members to our four members now, it doesn’t matter. The fifth member to Team Origin could be an infant, freshly born, not even an hour old – and it still wouldn’t matter! You can give Team SGW anybody you want, short of Jesus Christ himself, and you have a victory for The Origin. That’s how confident I am in you guys!

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Yeah baby! That’s a whole’lotta confidence baby!

[ Arn Anderson ] Shut up! Just shut up, damn you! Steve Corino, you are a legend in this business and you have far too long been overlooked by SGW management. You can beat anyone in any company on any night if you so choose. I have a feelin’ your mind is on Houston! I think you’ll pick Body Count to beat who-in-the-hell ever you want! The Big Nasty! Paul, you are the World’s Largest Athlete and I don’t have to even give you expectations for the level of violence I want to see out of you on a daily damn basis, because you will go ahead and throw them off the damn roof like you did Stone Cold Steve Austin in Orlando! Chris Jericho, you may damn well be one of the greatest professional wrestlers to have ever lived! You are the SGW Intercontinental Champion! You are on a roll like damn near nobody else, and you have more confidence than a forest has trees!

Jericho smirks and pats the championship around his waist, winking at Cole.

[ Arn Anderson ] And Adam Cole.

Cole beams right back at Jericho before turning to Arn, listening intently.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Baby!

San Diego pops as Anderson is thrown off track and Juvi nods over and over again, wiggling his eyebrows. Cole cuts his glance to Guerrera and softly smirks.

[ Adam Cole ] Actually...it’s pronounced Bay-Bay. But I, uh...appreciate the effort...?

Juvi mutters something about gimmick infringement and knowing “how baby is said, baby” to himself as Anderson picks up his point.

[ Arn Anderson ] Adam, you are the hand-picked, hand-chosen future of this business. You are not only the present, but the future of Solid Gold Wrestling. If talent were liquid, this planet would be flooded off of you and you alone. You have more ability than anyone — and I mean anyone — in the world today. I have the full confidence in you to lead this team of warriors to victory.

Cole is visibly encouraged and riled up from Anderson’s passionate speech and begin cheering loudly, encouraging most of the room to follow suit. Juventud Guerrera steps to the center of the ring and raises his hand.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Arn! Arn!

The cheering ceases and Anderson’s eyes narrow on the Limitless Champion.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] That was...that was some really nice stuff you had to say, Double A, baby! I mean, look how much it fired these guys up, baby!

Anderson doesn’t speak. No one does. Eventually, Guerrera breaks his own inflicted silence.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] What about me, baby?!

Jericho shakes his head in disbelief as all eyes turn to Guerrera. Anderson replies slowly.

[ Arn Anderson ] What about you, Juventud? I know you’re lucky we had business to attend to out there. I know that God’s Grace has allowed you to stand in this locker room as long as you have. The rest...I don’t know and don’t see myself needing to know anytime soon. It doesn’t affect me...and it doesn’t affect the Ori—

Juvi cuts him off.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] The Origin! Yeah, baby, yeah. I know. I know all about that shit, see! And that…is why you all need the fuckin’ Juice, baby!

A bemused cheer from the fans juxtaposed with the baffled faces on the Origin.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] That’s right, baby! I’m as original as it gets, baby! I am the Origin…of the Cruiserweight style of wrestling, baby! I am the Origin…-al Feminist Icon in wrestling! And baby, I’m the SGW Limitless Champion!

Guerrera smacks his title on the plate around his waist and looks around for any sign of acceptance from the Origin and Chris Jericho steps forward.

[ Chris Jericho ] Alright, Quasimodo Valentino, enough from the junior champion in the room – the SGW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION is more than enough gold for this team…

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Are you, baby? Because it’s funny, Christopher, you have as many SGW World Championships as I do…cero. And Meester Adam Cole has…

Cole smirks.

[ Adam Cole ] One.

Cole snickers to himself as Jericho sneers from Cole to Guerrera and back.

[ Chris Jericho ] Well, then, where is it, big shot? Oh, that’s right, we lost it to the head of the Geriatric Connection!

Cole steps forward to Jericho but Arn Anderson keeps them separated.

[ Arn Anderson ] Gentlemen! You are above this behavior. Now settle this and settle it quickly. We have more business to attend to.

Anderson steps out of the room, Steve Corino following him and inaudibly discussing a strategy of some sort as Jericho turns back to Guerrera.

[ Chris Jericho ] Listen up, good lookin’, the team’s all full, so no di—

[ Adam Cole ] Now, wait a second.

Cole steps forward and points a finger at Guerrera before turning it to Jericho.

[ Adam Cole ] Who named you the leader of the Origin? I don’t recall that happening at all, buddy! Maybe…in your old age, y’know…you’re losing a step?

Jericho smirks as Guerrera’s mouth twists into a smile.

[ Chris Jericho ] Real funny, Adam! Did Val Venis tell you that one when he was pinning you to win the SGW Championship? Now hush up, the head of this operation is making a decision here.

Cole and Baker share a knowing look before the former SGW Champion speaks up.

[ Adam Cole ] I can tell you a great joke, Chris.

[ Chris Jericho ] Oh, I’d love to hear it, Adam.

As the two inch closer still, the Big Nasty lifts his massive hand between them and speaks slowly.

[ The Big Nasty ] …no. None of this. We’re killing this company together and won’t do it with egos running wild.

Jericho and Cole lock eyes as Jericho’s lips open slightly, no words escaping. Cole does the same but Jericho lifts an eyebrow to cut him off. The tension is palpable, thick in the air, until Juventud leans into the frame.

[ Juventud Guerrera ] Sounds unanimous to me, baby! Count me into the Origin, amigos! The fuckin’ Juice! Number five, baby! The newest member and still the most original! I’ll go get my bags, baby – dinner’s on me tonight, baby!

As San Diego pops and Guerrera exits the room, Cole and Jericho appear slightly taken aback, stunned silent again.

[ Dr. Britt Baker ] …honestly, why is it only the freaks that are attracted to this team?

Jericho, Wight, and Cole all cut their eyes to Baker, who rolls her eyes as we fade away.

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

Cody and Keith Lee start things off as the bell sounds. Before they can lock up, Daniels slaps Cody on the tag and tells him to get out and “Watch how it’s really done.” Cody looks irritated and begrudgingly exits the ring. Daniels sends a big chop to the broad chest of Lee, who doesn’t sell it one bit. Daniels turns for a tag but Cody drops down. Daniels is spun around, big chop from Keith Lee and Daniels is down!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Christopher Daniels has made a fatal mistake!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] There’s certainly a lot of issues between Cody Rhodes and Christopher Daniels!

Daniels is back to his feet and Keith Lee charges, POUNCE! DANIELS FLIES OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS ON THE OUTSIDE!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh my God, he’s dead!

[ Scott Steiner ] LOOK AT THIS FAT ASS! GOD DAMN!

Cody helps Daniels up and rolls him on to the apron. Keith Lee lies in wait as a doozy Daniels raises himself up and Keith Lee reaches over and grabs him. Lee goes to the middle rope and lifts Daniels off the ground, SUPERPLEX! One, two, kick out!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] What a display of powa’ from Keith Lee!

Lee tags in Aldis and Aldis grabs Daniels’ hand and extends it out in Cody’s direction. Cody looks puzzled but Aldis insists.

[ Scott Steiner ] Nick Aldis is a dumb ass! Wantin’ Cody to come in when he could easily beat up Daniels!

Cody slaps Daniels’ limp hand and comes into the ring very cautiously. Aldis reaches up for a test of strength, and as he and Cody lock hands, Aldis kicks Cody in the gut and suplexes him for a two count. Back up, Cody hits a snap powerslam and goes for a Cody Cutter but Aldis blocks! Cody is up, MAG DADDY DRIVER! One, two, kickout! Aldis tags Lee and the constant back and forth tags from the two help cut the ring off from Daniels.

[ Tony Schiavone ] For Nick Aldis and Keith Lee to be working with one another for the first time, these two partners make for a good team.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It’s a shame they cannot draft one anotha’ because they could do some damage at Body Count!

[ Tony Schiavone ] And ladies and gentlemen, we’ll have more information on the Body Count drafts coming your way soon.

Keith Lee lifts Cody up for the Spirit Bomb, but Cody wiggles out for a sunset flip. Lee fights it off and grabs Cody by the throat, CHOKESLAM! Lee goes to pin but Cody wraps up his arm and turns it into a Crossface! Lee grabs the bottom rope and Cody breaks. He tags Daniels in by slapping him in the face. Daniels flails back in shock and comes into the ring. He comes in and shoves Cody. Lee comes for them but Cody side steps it and Daniels gets smashed in the corner! Daniels drops and Lee goes up top, MOON SAULT - NO! DANIELS DUCKS! Daniels hits the ropes, BEST! MOONSAULT! EVER! One, kick out with authority! Cody tags back in and here’s Zack Sabre Jr.!

[ Scott Steiner ] What’s this lanky piece a’ shit doin’ out here?!

[ Tony Schiavone ] There’s a longstanding issue between Zack Sabre, Jr. and Christopher Daniels as of late with the dissolving of Disrespect U 2: The New Class!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] That.. That was neva’ a real group.

[ Tony Schiavone ] The match notes Chris gave me told me to reference it.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It only exists in Christopher Daniels’ mind, Tony.

[ Tony Schiavone ] That poor man.

Zack Sabre, Jr. rips Daniels off the apron and blasts Daniels with a big uppercut! In the ring, Cody doesn’t know what’s going on and hits a snap powerslam on Keith Lee and immediately clutches his back.

[ Scott Steiner ] LOOK AT CODY! RIPPED HIS BACK TO SHREDS TRYIN’ TO SLAM THAT FAT ASS!

Cody grimaces in pain and goes for a pin but Lee kicks out. Cody goes over to the corner and sees his partner fighting with Sabre on the outside! The two fight up the ramp as Aubrey Edwards sticks her head out of the ring and tries telling them to break it up. Daniels punches Sabre and he staggers up the ramp. The two lock up once again and fight completely out of sight to the backstage. Cody leans against the middle rope and shakes his head.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Cody Rhodes is in no man’s land! His partna’ is gone!

Nick Aldis runs by and destroys Cody Rhodes with the contents of the silk bag! Cody flies back and lands hard on the mat.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Nick Aldis just hit Cody with the mystery belt in that black bag while Aubrey Edwards isn’t paying attention! Damn him!

Aubrey Edwards turns around and sees Cody down on the mat. Nick Aldis slaps Keith Lee on the back and comes in looking proud of himself. He takes his sweet time walking near the unconscious Cody and looks down at him with a smirk on his face.

[ Tony Schiavone ] There’s no one here to help Cody! Christopher Daniels is in the back fighting Zack Sabre, Jr.!

Aldis picks Cody up off the mat and puts him up on his shoulders, TORMENTUM! Aldis looks down as he just finishes adding insult to injury. Aldis haphazardly covers Cody and Aubrey drops down - one, two, three! Nick Aldis and Keith Lee pick up the win in the captains’ challenge!

WINNER
NICK ALDIS & KEITH LEE
11:08 via Pinfall

Satisfied with his work, Aldis is handed his black silk bag by Kamille and the two walk off as Keith Lee helps Cody up to his feet. Lee shakes hands with Cody and thanks him for the match as Aldis stands at the top of the ramp, looking on in the ring.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] These four men are captains for Body Count and the stakes will be high! Tonight, though, Nick Aldis and Keith Lee get a little bit of an uppa’-hand afta’ winnin’ this tag team match!

Keith Lee raises Cody’s arm in the arm but Cody pulls it down, not interested in being praised after a loss. Cody bows his head and rolls out, giving center stage to Keith Lee as we cut to the backstage area.

The fighting between Christopher Daniels and Zack Sabre, Jr. has spilled from the ring all the way to the backstage area. With Sabre costing Daniels his team the match, he continues his assault on his former partner. Daniels keeps pushing Sabre away to create separation, and when that doesn’t work, he kicks Sabre low and headlocks him. Sabre pushes Daniels against the wall but Daniels holds on to the headlock and sends fists to Sabre’s skull like a hockey fight. Sabre begins punching Daniels’ thighs and ribs, trying to break the headlock.

Finally, here comes Billy Gunn, Lance Storm, and Stevie Ray to break things up. The road agents do their best to rip the two men apart from one another, but it doesn’t end there.

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] FIGHT ME, DANIELS!

Sabre spits on the ground as Lance Storm holds him back.

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Let’s finish this once and for all. Revolution! I want to end this!

[ Christopher Daniels ] You want me at Revolution, Zackary? Under one condition!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Name it!

Not expecting ZSJ to answer so quickly, Daniels seems at a loss for words.

[ Christopher Daniels ] One stipulation to end this thing for good!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Go on and name it then!

[ Christopher Daniels ] SUBMISSION MATCH!

Sabre laughs as Daniels realizes he messes up.

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Submission match? You an’ me? Done. Stupid pick.

[ Christopher Daniels ] You’re the stupid pick! The stupidest pick for Disrespect U 2!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] It was never a real thing! But what is real is me tapping you out in two weeks!

Daniels brushes it off as he’s still being restrained.

[ Christopher Daniels ] I’m not afraid of your WIMPY submissions! I have the BEST submissions! The strongest submissions! The deadliest submissions!

He shakes his head, believing everything he’s saying.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Yeah! I do!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Bring it on, dickhead. An’ when I take you tap out, you and I, all of this, it’s done forever!

[ Christopher Daniels ] When I make YOU tap out, you mean!

Lance Storm rolls his eyes.

[ Lance Storm ] We get it. Submission match in two weeks. Both of you, go to your locker rooms. No more fighting.

Billy Gunn follows up his co-road agent’s demands.

[ Billy Gunn ] Yeah. We’re sick of this shit! You two fight all the dang time. We got other stuff to do.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Kiss my ass, Mr. Ass!

[ Billy Gunn ] Excuse me?

[ Christopher Daniels ] You heard me, old man!

[ Billy Gunn ] Excuse you...

Daniels pushes himself away from Gunn and Stevie Ray and dusts himself off.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Two weeks, Zackary! Prepare yourself!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Says the joker that doesn't know any submission holds!

[ Christopher Daniels ] I taught your mom a submission hold last night!

The joke fails but he remains committed.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Roasted!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] You're a bloody idiot!

Sabre takes a swing and Daniels ducks, causing Sabre to slug Stevie Ray! Stevie Ray doesn't even flinch but he reaches up and touches his lip, coming away with some blood on the tip of his finger. Stevie shakes his head.

[ Stevie Ray ] Aw, hell naw.

Stevie points off-camera.

[ Stevie Ray ] Get this string-bean fruit booty outta' here!

[ Zack Sabre Jr. ] Wait, what the hell, mate?!

Billy Gunn and Lance Storm grab Zack Sabre, Jr. by the arms and carry him off-camera.

[ Lance Storm ] You just couldn't let it go, could you? Now you're gonna be SUSPENDED INDEFINITELY after your match tonight, and no one gets to enjoy seeing you stretch that moron Daniels in two weeks!

Daniels laughs.

[ Christopher Daniels ] Seriously?! That's it!? He's suspended?!

Daniels tilts his head back and cackles, falling to his knees.

[ Christopher Daniels ] THAT WAS EASY!

He scratches his head, thinking.

[ Christopher Daniels ] I should've done that with Dickinson.

Stevie Ray looks down at Daniels and shakes his head.

[ Stevie Ray ] I bet yo' mama is damn proud o' you.

Daniels looks up at Stevie Ray, confused.

[ Christopher Daniels ] My mother LOVES me!

We head back to the ring. So, we're NOT getting a submission match?

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 60:00

As soon as the bell rings, Tessa Blanchard and Rhea Ripley begin ripping and tearing at each other in the center of the ring while Rick Knox tries to gain control! Ripley and Blanchard club away at one another with punches and forearms as the fans stand on their feet, losing their minds as these titans collide!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh my word! It's all-out war!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] There's no love lost 'tween these two warriors, Tony! Tessa Blanchard was heating up in December of last year, on her way to an SGW Women's World title shot against Christina Von Eerie... when Rhea Ripley dashed those hopes and dreams with a concussion and severe head trauma, taking Tessa out of the equation for the better part of the year!

[ Scott Steiner ] The moose knew what she was doin'! Tessa's just lucky 'cause if Ripley wanted it, her ass wouldn't have got back up! She should be THANKIN' Rhea Ripley for showin' mercy!

Tessa takes over, firing off with rapid fire forearms until Rhea pushes her off against the ropes. Rhea charges and goes for a running clothesline but Tessa drops and pulls the top rope down, causing Ripley to tumble over the rope and onto the apron! Ripley returns to her feet on the apron and Tessa charges at her... only for Ripley to knee her through the ropes! Tessa doubles over and Rhea snatches her around the head... AND SUPLEXES HER FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Good lord! What impact!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I'm weary to say EITHER woman got the better end of that maneuver!

Both women lay on the floor for a moment before Ripley forces herself up, seething with anger. Tessa gets up to all fours and Ripley grabs her ankles and yanks her up into a wheelbarrow position! The fans boo as Ripley begins ragdolling Tessa into the guardrail and ring apron before hoisting her up and PANCAKING HER onto the ring steps! Tessa falls to her knees with her chest agains the steps and Rhea charges in... RUNNING KNEE LIFT TO TESSA'S BACK! The steps slide forward a good six inches on impact! Rhea whips the hair out of her face and pulls Tessa back up... before GORILLA PRESSING HER and throwing her through the ropes and into the ring!

[ Scott Steiner ] GOD DAMN! THIS POWER DISPLAY IS GETTIN' ME HARD!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Rhea Ripley is holding nothing back-- wait, what?

Tessa rolls to the center of the ring and Ripley climbs the turnbuckles from the apron. She perches on the top rope and waits, gesturing for Tessa to stand up. "GET UP, TESSA! IT'S ALL OVA'!" Tessa slowly returns to her feet and Rhea Ripley flies... FLYING SHOULDER BLOCK-- NO! TESSA CUTS HER OFF WITH A DROPKICK IN MID-AIR! Both women are down as Rick Knox looms over them with his hands on either side of his head!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This has been a war, gentlemen. Brutal, stiff, fast paced! I feel like I'm doing the match an injustice by forgetting to mention that it's for the VACANT ELEVATION CHAMPIONSHIP! The first time the title will be contested between two women under the new Elevation Cycle!

[ Tony Schiavone ] I don't think the championship is on either woman's mind. I think they're one hundred percent focused on tearing each other apart!

As Rick Knox begins the mandatory ten count, the fans offer a strong, mixed reaction. The camera pans to the entranceway and we see Charlotte Flair watching the match, still in her gear and robe. She folds her arms across her chest, looking very interested.

[ Scott Steiner ] There's that damn Flair again!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What does she want?

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Who's to say, Tony? We saw her earlier tonight during Ember Moon versus Candice LeRae... now she's here during the Elevation Championship match. Maybe she's scouting her opponents. She's only been gone about three months but the division has gone through quite the evolution in that time!

Ripley and Blanchard both slowly return to their feet, using the ropes to steady themselves. Tessa turns and walks right into a RUNNING BOOT from Ripley that nearly knocks her over the top rope! Ripley catches her and pulls her back into the center of the ring! The fans are booing loudly as Ripley hooks her and lifts her up... RIPTIDE! RIPLEY HOOKS THE LEGS! ONE! TWO! THR-- TESSA KICKS OUT!

[ Tony Schiavone ] OH MY GOODNESS!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] TESSA WILL NOT STAY DOWN!

Ripley looks desperate and pulls Tessa back to her feet. She hoists her up once again... FOR A SECOND RIPTIDE-- NO! TESSA SLIPS OUT BEHIND HER! SCHOOLGIRL ROLL-UP! ONE! TWO! THR-- RIPLEY KICKS OUT! Ripley rolls back to her feet, as does Tessa Blanchard! Ripley whips around and walks right into a BRUTAL ELBOW STRIKE, formerly known as the Terminatrix! Ripley is out on her feet but won't go down! Tessa blows the hair out of her face, exasperated, and nails Ripley with a ROLLING ELBOW! Ripley goes down and Tessa falls on top of her! ONE! TWO! THR-- RIPLEY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

[ Scott Steiner ] It's gonna take more than a stiff jab to knock out the Moose!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] There's too much at stake for either of these women to let this match go quietly into the night! There's pride! There's glory! And let's not forget the Elevation Championship!

Tessa sits up on her knees, looking down at Ripley with a sneer. As she does this, Charlotte begins walking down the ramp, drawing some heat from the fans. Charlotte stands at ringside and watches what's going down in the ring. Tessa pays no mind to Charlotte as she walks to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles. She perches on the top and waits for Ripley to get up. Rhea slowly gets to her feet and Tessa flies... MAGNUMMMMMMMM! NO! RIPLEY EATS THE IMPACT BUT MAINTAINS HER GRIP AROUND TESSA'S KNEES! SHE DEADLIFTS TESSA OFF THE MAT... RIPTIIIIIIIIIIDE!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] ARE... YOU... KIDDING!?

[ Tony Schiavone ] THAT JUST HAPPENED!

[ Scott Steiner ] I'm gonna need new pants!

Ripley goes for the cover! But Rick Knox is distracted by Charlotte Flair on the apron! The fans don't know what to think! They hate Ripley but they're confused by Flair's presence! Ripley charges over to Charlotte and shoves Rick Knox out of the way! Ripley gets right in Charlotte's face... but then Tessa clubs Rhea in the back, knocking her into Charlotte and sending her off the apron! The fans cheer loudly as Tessa rolls up Ripley from behind! ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER & NEW CHAMPION
TESSA BLANCHARD
10:51 via Pinfall

The fans pop huge as Blanchard quickly rolls out of the ring and has the SGW Elevation Championship shoved into her hands by Justin Roberts! She looks down at the title and then back up into the ring where Rick Knox is desperately trying to hold back Rhea Ripley!

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a return! Tessa Blanchard is the new Elevation Champion!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] She's three successful defenses away from a shot at the SGW Women's World Championship!

Ripley leans over the ropes, shouting "I'M NOT FINISHED WIT' YOU! WE'RE NOT BLOODY FINISHED!" Tessa holds the championship over her head and walks around the ring with it before coming to Charlotte Flair, who is in a seated position at the foot of the ramp. Tessa looks down at her and offers a hand. Charlotte accepts it and Tessa pulls her to her feet. Charlotte and Tessa stand nose to nose before Tessa shakes her head.

[ Tessa Blanchard ] I don't need your help.

Charlotte smiles confidently and runs her finger down the center plate of Tessa's title.

[ Charlotte Flair ] Is that so?

Tessa looks down at her title and then turns to leave, walking up the ramp. Charlotte stands there with her hands on her hips, watching Tessa leave as we fade out.

We head backstage where we see Chavo Guerrero walking with a clipboard in one hand and Pepe in the other. The fans give a strong mixed reaction, uncharacteristic for Chavo, a longtime babyface in SGW. As he walks toward destination unknown, Trish Stratus approaches and places her hand on his shoulder.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Oh, hey, Trish.

She smiles.

[ Trish Stratus ] I just wanted to let you know that, no matter what anyone else says... what you did at Supremacy was the right thing.

The fans boo.

[ Trish Stratus ] There's no limit to the damage that David Starr could've done if he was left to run around unchecked.

Chavo nods, a nervous look on his face.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Thanks, Trish. You were right about David Starr anyway. I did some digging earlier this week and it turns out that he really IS a terrible person! He raped a LOT of women!

Chavo acts like he hears something and looks at Pepe, listening.

[ Pepe ] ... . .. . . . .. . ..

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] That's right, Pepe! No means no!

Trish just stares blankly at Chavo and then pats him on the back.

[ Trish Stratus ] Aaaaanyway, have a good night, Chavo. If you need anything, you know where to find me.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Goodnight, Trish!

Trish leaves and Chavo continues walking until he passes by CM Punk. CM Punk looks up from his phone and glares at Chavo, shaking his head with disappointment. Chavo stops in his tracks.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] Is there a problem, Punk?

Punk huffs.

[ CM Punk ] You know, it's disgusting. The whole David Starr situation.

[ Chavo Guerrero, Jr. ] I know, esse. Who knew what kinda' dark secrets he was hiding!?

[ CM Punk ] I'm not talkin' about that. I'm talkin' about the fact that... what you did to him at Supremacy... you were gonna do whether he turned out to be a rapist or not. Say what you will about the man himself... but his message was important. You used to be one of the boys, Chavo.

Punk shakes his head.

[ CM Punk ] Fuckin' sell-out.

Punk turns and walks into his dressing room before slamming the door in Chavo's face. The camera zooms in on Chavo's confused face as fade out.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

Almost immediately, FTR decide the best course of action is to assert dominance over Brian Cage and Sammy Guevara, forcing their eight-man-tag partners to the apron without much discussion. While the Machine seems ready to break all semblance of ‘teamwork,’ Guevara’s cooler head seems to prevail and it will be Cash Wheeler starting against Chuck Taylor, who seems to have the full support of his team on the opposite side of the ring.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Should be quite the matchup, four great tag teams facing off in eight-man-tag team action! And we’re off!

Wheeler definitely has the upper hand with a flurry of fists to kick off the match, Taylor shrieking out with each blow. Eventually, Wheeler whips Taylor into the ropes and throws a clothesline, but Chuckie T ducks it and slides to the floor, looking encouragingly at Trent and then confusedly to the official, who begins counting him out.

[ Chuck Taylor ] Hey, doofus! Lucha rules, touchin’ the floor’s a tag, Trent’s in!

[ Paul Turner ] No, Chuck, this isn’t Mexico, that’s not how this works, now get back in the ring! THREE!

Taylor slaps the apron and rolls back into the ring where Wheeler greets him with a stiff stomp before taking him to the corner and tagging in Dax Harwood, who springs in and clobbers Chuck with a fist of his own. Eventually, Taylor forces enough separation to tag in Dan Barry, who soars off the top rope with a cross body for a two count on Dax.

Sammy Guevara begins screaming for Dax to make a tag to himself or Brian Cage, but upon first chance, Harwood tags in Wheeler, who runs into the ring and into an atomic drop from Barry! Quickly the Detective tags his partner, Bill Carr, who runs a train of slams on Wheeler’s ass until he leaps from the second rope and scores with a leg drop for a two count!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Big Bill Carr’s on his game tonight!

Keeping control of the matchup, Carr drags Wheeler to his corner and tags Trent into the contest. Baretta hits some nice shoulder tackles and follows it up with a gorgeous dropkick before scoring another two count. Up again, Cash ducks a Trent clothesline and scores with a high knee, tagging out to none other than Dax Harwood!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This song and dance is ridiculous! Why not tag Guevara or Cage?!

As the tag is made, Cage finally has had enough and socks Cash Wheeler in the jaw as the San Diego audience roars. Dax turns to fire on the Machine, but Sammy Guevara intercepts him with a punch of his own, sending him backwards into Trent who clotheslines him down – and both men are down as Deus Ex Machina continue to stomp away at Cash Wheeler!

[ Scott Steiner ] THEY’RE SICK OF THIS SHIT! GOOD FOR’EM!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Deus Ex Machina are making a statement!

Guevara and Cage storm away from the ring, leaving Wheeler laying on the apron as Turner begins to count both Dax and Trent out! Eventually, Cash comes to enough to take the tag from Dax and Chuckie T is roaring to go with Trent, absolutely mauling the weakened Wheeler with a flurry of shots, ending with a beautiful Soul Food! Dax rushes into the ring, but Team Tremendous cut him off with a big double boot! Eventually, Chuck, Trent, Barry, and Carr all look at one another and begin setting up for their respective finishing sequences on the members of FTR!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This looks like it could be the end for FTR!

Chuck and Barry are on opposite corners and stand, looking at one another with a smile. They signal – and fly! Book ‘Em Danno WIPES OUT Dax! Strong Zero OBLITERATES Cash! And Chuck makes the cover, hooking both legs for the one-two-three!

WINNERS
TEAM TREMENDOUS & THE BEST FRIENDS
6:56 via Pinfall

As the bell sounds, Taylor leaps up and throws his fist wildly into the air, seemingly very pleased with the victory.

[ Scott Steiner ] What the fuck is wrong with that guy?!

Regardless, the Best Friends and their cornerman Orange Cassidy celebrate with Team Tremendous, all five men are pleased with their win. Bill Carr and Trent Baretta force Cash and Dax from the ring, clearing the space for the San Diego fans to shower the victorious quintet with their approval.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Through a very negative situation and a shared loss at Supremacy, it seems as if Team Tremendous and the Best Friends have managed to rebound in a great way heading towards Body Count!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Yes, but there’s no guarantee they’ll be on the same side of the ring then!

[ Scott Steiner ] FAIR ASS POINT! And if they’re not…who’s got the BALLS to smack another man in the face, friend’er not?!

Orange Cassidy very passively ‘shakes hands’ with Dan Barry as Bill Carr high fives Trent and Chuck while the San Diego fans cheer the five men.

[ Tony Schiavone ] For the moment, we’ve got a victorious quartet of performers, and all-around great guys right there!

The four men lift their hands, smiling, celebrating the moment together as we fade to the back.

The fans are still cheering at ringside as we arrive backstage. Jinny is sitting in a chair, staring off into space... visibly trembling with anger. The fans immediately begin booing. Aliyah and Vanessa Borne look on nervously. Ted Dibiase approaches them from off-camera and begins peeling off hundred dollar bills. He hands them to the Highers, who look impressed for a moment before looking back to Jinny with concern.

[ Ted Dibiase ] Take a walk, girls.

Aliyah and Vanessa look at each other and then walk out of the room. Shayna Baszler is pacing back and forth, pounding her fist into her open palm. Ted Dibiase pulls a chair up next to Jinny. It screeches on the floor as he does so. He sits down next to her and hunches over, trying to get a look into her eyes.

[ Ted Dibiase ] I know you're upset...

He shakes his head.

[ Ted Dibiase ] You got every right to be.

She doesn't even pay him a glance.

[ Ted Dibiase ] What happened out there... was an INJUSTICE! The likes of which no one has ever seen... but it's not over. You're still a Body Count Team Captain. That gives you POWER! Power you can't BUY! And if that little Hong Kong-fu trollop is the women's champion, that means her title-- YOUR TITLE... will be on the line in the Body Count match.

He puts his hand on her shoulder.

[ Ted Dibiase ] All you gotta do... is survive.

He smiles evilly.

[ Ted Dibiase ] And make sure that she survives, too.

He points at her, right in her face.

[ Ted Dibiase ] So that you can finish her off... YOURSELF!

Jinny slowly turns her head to face Dibiase and narrows her eyes.

[ Jinny ] Remove your hand or you will have it returned to you...

Dibiase tilts his head to the side.

[ Jinny ] Separated from the rest of your fat sausage body.

Dibiase removes his hand and looks down at it before standing up. He walks over to Baszler and snaps his fingers.

[ Ted Dibiase ] Come on! Let's get ready for your match!

[ Shayna Baszler ] I'll be there in a minute.

Dibiase doesn't look happy about that, but turns and walks out of the room. Shayna walks over to Jinny and stands over her, holding a towel around her neck.

[ Jinny ] What do you want, monster?

[ Shayna Baszler ] You good?

[ Jinny ] I'm splendid.

[ Shayna Baszler ] You need anything... ANYTHING... and I got you.

She holds out her hand and clenches a fist.

[ Shayna Baszler ] Tonight, I'm gonna finish what we started at Supremacy when I squeeze the life out of Nia Jax. I'm doing it for YOU.

Jinny slowly stands and looks Baszler in the eye.

[ Jinny ] I paid you to help me for one night. Why do you continue?

Baszler smirks.

[ Shayna Baszler ] Mr. Dibiase's real big on investments.

She winks.

[ Shayna Baszler ] I'll be seein' you.

Baszler turns and walks out of the room, leaving Jinny alone. Once she has the room to herself, Jinny snatches up the chair she was sitting in and lobs it across the room, shattering a mirror on the wall. The camera settles on Jinny, silently raging as we fade out.

Referee - Mike Chioda | Time Limit - 60:00

Mike Chioda holds up the Real SGW World Heavyweight Championship and then hands it off to Kayla Braxton. Bryan Danielson approaches Cole with a smug grin and offers to shake his hand. The fans offer a strong mixed reaction as they hate both of these guys. Cole looks out at the fans as if he's asking for permission, drawing insane heat. Finally, grabs his crotch, gives it a shake, and then shakes Danielson's hand! Danielson looks down at his hand in disgust... and immediately gets a SUPER KICK RIGHT TO THE JAW!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And we're off!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Despicable behavior from Adam Cole!

[ Scott Steiner ] Don't like that little vegan pussy didn't deserve it!

Cole immediately goes for the cover! One! Two! Danielson kicks out! Britt Baker and Arn Anderson are at ringside, pounding on the mat. Cole gets up and pulls Danielson up behind him. He goes for a vertical suplex but Danielson drives his knees into the top of Cole's head! Danielson escapes behind Cole and grabs him around the waist! He pushes him forward into the ropes and tries to roll him back into a pinning predicament but Cole hangs onto the top rope! Danielson falls flat on his back and rolls back to his feet... just as Cole comes off the ropes with a RUNNING KNEE STRIKE... but Danielson catches Cole's foot and trips him before scrambling right into CATTLE MUTILATION-- NO! Cole slips out and immediately rolls out of the ring, sighing in relief!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It appears as if these two are evenly matched!

[ Tony Schiavone ] This match has already gone on longer than their last encounter!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Indeed, it has, Tony! The last time these two tangled was in the second round of the 12 Large Tournament back in December! Adam Cole pinned Danielson in under two minutes! For Danielson, this match has personal as well as professional stakes!

Anderson and Baker check on Cole but then look toward the ring and back away in surprise as Danielson leaps onto the top rope and springboards off with a PLANCHA! Danielson and Cole both crash to the floor! Danielson is up first, pumping his fist and seething with intensity! He goes to pull Cole back up... but Cole grabs a handful of Danielson's tights and pulls him head first into the rail! Cole staggers back to his feet and Danielson rolls into a seated position with his back to the rail. Cole braces himself with the apron and then turns to drive his knee into Danielson's head! Cole snatches Danielson up and then picks him up in a vertical suplex position... before dropping him on the apron! Danielson lands hard and rolls back off into the floor!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The apron! The hardest part of the ring!

Cole begins putting the boots to Danielson and then pulls him up off the floor again. He tries to push Danielson under the bottom rope but Danielson comes alive and smacks Cole's face on the apron! Cole staggers back and Danielson boots him in the stomach. Danielson grabs Cole by the arm and whips him into the rail... but Cole reverses it! Danielson stops himself and climbs onto the rail! Cole is following him but Danielson leaps and CLOBBERS HIM WITH A CANNONBALL SENTON! Danielson flies back to his feet and takes Cole by the hair! He throws him under the bottom rope and climbs onto the apron as Cole rolls to the center of the ring! Danielson climbs to the top rope and flies... FLYING HEADBUTT! COLE MOVES! Danielson crashes and burns, the impact sending him straight back up to his knees! Cole is already coming off the ropes... LAST SHOT! Cole covers Danielson! ONE! TWO! THRE-- DANIELSON GETS A SHOULDER UP!

[ Scott Steiner ] Fuck me! I knew it was too good to be true!

[ Tony Schiavone ] That was Adam Cole's move!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Danielson will NOT go down without a fight!

Cole stands up, brushing the hair out of his face. He points down at Danielson with the trusty gun-finger... and pulls the trigger! Danielson slowly returns to his feet and Cole charges at him... CLOTHESLINE! NO! Danielson ducks it but Cole catches him on the turnaround with THE CORONA KICK!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The Corona Kick!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Never has the name of that maneuver been more timely!

[ Scott Steiner ] I don't get it!

Cole immediately pulls Danielson up and lifts him high in the air... COLE-LATERAL! Cole covers Danielson and hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! THR-- DANIELSON KICKS OUT! Adam Cole begins to lose it as he stands up and begins stalking Danielson. Danielson crawls to the ropes and places his hands on the middle rope, attempting to stand. Cole charges at him but Danielson ducks and pulls the middle rope down, causing Cole to tumble onto the apron! Danielson stands and Cole catches him around the neck... AND SUPLEXES HIM FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!

[ Tony Schiavone ] GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] There's no bloody safe way to land that one, folks!

Cole and Danielson lie there, writhing in pain. Britt Baker looks horrified. Anderson is doubled over, hands on his knees as he watches this intently. Cole and Danielson begin struggling back to their feet as Mike Chioda begins the mandatory ten count! They're both on spaghetti legs as Danielson slugs Cole with a forearm! They begin trading blows as Chioda continues counting! Chioda reaches eight as each man tries to chop the other down... but as soon as he counts nine... Danielson kicks Adam Cole low and then slides under the bottom rope! TEN!

WINNER & STILL CHAMPION
BRYAN DANIELSON
8:43 via Count Out

As soon as Cole realizes what has happened, he snaps and slides under the bottom rope! He begins putting the boots to Danielson before snatching him up and DRILLING HIM with a BRAINBUSTER! Cole mounts him and begins laying punches into him until Danielson reaches up and FISH HOOKS his mouth with his finger! Danielson pulls Cole off of him and mounts HIM! Danielson begins driving forearms into Cole's head!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Oh my goodness! This is far from over!

The fans erupt in boos as Steve Corino and The Big Nasty emerge from the back! Corino slides under the bottom rope and IMMEDIATELY gets hit with a SHOTGUN DROPKICK! Corino drops and rolls out of the ring. Big Nasty climbs onto the apron and pulls himself up. He steps over the top rope. Danielson looks up at Big Nasty and smiles... before raising both middle fingers and shouting "FUCK YOU, FAT BOY!" before diving through the ropes and escaping up the ramp with the Real SGW World Heavyweight Championship!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He narrowly avoided the icy grip of death, I think!

[ Scott Steiner ] The Big Nasty was one o' my greatest god damn opponents! I have no doubt that fat bastard would squeeze little Bryan Danielson until he popped like a ketchup packet!

Danielson escapes through the curtain, leaving Adam Cole, Corino, and Big Nasty in the ring. Corino looks concerned, asking Cole "what the hell happened out here!?" prompting Cole to shove him hard and shout "he hit me in the dick! Get outta' my face!" The Big Nasty looks on, furious, as we fade out.

Earlier Today.

We see The Von Erichs arriving to the arena in a pick-up truck. The live crowd cheers loudly. Ross and Marshall step out of the truck and reach into the back, removing their bags. As they begin to make their way inside the building, they're stopped by Cathy Kelley. They look her up and down and Marshall offers a sly whistle.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Ross! Marshall! Two weeks ago, you defeated the debuting Deus Ex Machina at Supremacy and then DEMANDED a shot at V.E.N.O.M.!

[ Ross Von Erich ] That's right, ma'am.

[ Cathy Kelley ] It's been two whole weeks with no answer--

Before she can go any further, Giulia walks into the shot and gets right in Cathy's face, backing her up a step. The live crowd begins to boo.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Uh, what--

Giulia shakes her head.

[ Giulia ] < Hideous rat. Your face offends me. >

Marshall steps between them.

[ Marshall Von Erich ] Now, now, ladies. There's plenty to go 'round-- HEY, HOLD ON NOW!

Marshall and Ross drop their bags and look ready to fight as Low Ki and Ilja Dragunov walk into the shot in three piece suits with the SGW World Tag Team Championships over their shoulders.

[ Ross Von Erich ] Is that what this is, huh!? YA'LL WANNA THROW DOWN!?

[ Marshall Von Erich ] SMOKE 'EM IF YA' GOT 'EM, FELLA'S! COME ON!

Low Ki and Ilja Dragunov look at each other and then back at the Von Erichs. They make no move to attack. There's a crunch of gravel as Christian Michael Jakobi walks into the shot with a smug look on his face and an ill-fitting brown suit.

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] Gentlemans... we have not come here to fight.

[ Ross Von Erich ] I wouldn't wanna fight us neither, Frenchie.

Jakobi looks at Dragunov and Low Ki, raising an eyebrow.

[ Giulia ] < Idiot. >

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] In the interest of good faith, I will allow you that one, young man. No, we have not come here to fight... not at all. If we had, rest assured... you would already be tasting the windshield of your precious American automobile.

[ Marshall Von Erich ] Is that so? Keep on talkin'!

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] I intend to. See, we are simply here to answer your challenge in a formal way. Since you decided to step up and... DEMAND a championship match with my most well-trained tag team. Undefeated, they are, see?

[ Ross Von Erich ] We're undefeated, too, boy!

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] Yes... yes, you are.

He smiles evilly.

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] For now.

He slowly turns his back and begins to walk away.

[ Christian Michael Jakobi ] We will be seeing you very soon, gentlemans.

Giulia follows Jakobi, leaving Low Ki and Dragunov to stare down the Von Erichs for an extra few seconds. Low Ki tilts his head and cracks his neck before turning to leave. Dragunov shakes his head and then spits on the ground in front of them before leaving. The camera slowly zooms in on the Von Erichs.

[ Ross Von Erich ] Sons 'a bitches.

Fade.

There's a crash as a trash can hits the wall of the dressing room. The fans immediately begin booing as Rhea Ripley stalks into the shot, trembling with anger. Ripley reaches up and pulls at her hair angrily as some of the other members of the ladies locker room rush onto the scene to stop her from trashing the place.

[ Rhea Ripley ] This is fuckin' bullshit!

Candice LeRae steps in with her hands out, trying to ease her.

[ Candice LeRae ] Rhea, you gotta calm down!

Without warning, Rhea palms Candice's head and pie faces her at least four feet backward! The live crowd erupts in boos! Candice is narrowly caught by Kylie Rae and Maki Itoh! Ember Moon steps between Ripley and Candice. Ripley sizes her up, perhaps preparing for another assault.

[ Rhea Ripley ] What are you bitches gonna do 'bout it, eh?

Ripley backs up, looking pissed.

[ Rhea Ripley ] I'll get my shot. I don't NEED that title anyway! I'm a Body Count Captain, yeah!? I'll drag some o' you pathetic Sheila's t' the biggest wins o' ya' careers... 'n then I'll break little Io Shirai 'n become the champion... just like I'm DESTINED t' do!

There's a roar suddenly as Shotzi Blackheart emerges from the crowd of women and dives onto Rhea Ripley, peppering with a collection of right hands before she's pulled off by Starlight Kid and AZM. They hold her back briefly as Rhea checks her lip for blood and returns to her feet.

[ Shotzi Blackheart ] Yeah, how you like that, huh!? YOU'RE NOT SO TOUGH NOW!

[ Rhea Ripley ] I WAS TOUGH ENOUGH T' BEAT YOUR ASS AT SUPREMACY, YA' SLAG!

Rhea Ripley begins to back away from the scene, clearly outnumbered. And then she backs into Io Shirai. The live crowd cheers loudly as Rhea slowly turns around and then looks several inches down into the face of the SGW Women's World Champion. She holds the championship on her shoulder. Ripley shakes her head in disgust.

[ Rhea Ripley ] Be seein' ya' 'round.

And then she whips around and leaves. The camera slowly zooms in and focuses on Io Shirai with the women's championship as we fade to black.

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

There's a big match feel as these two bruisers circle one another. They lock-up in the center of the ring and Nia Jax immediately throws Shayna across the ring like she weighs nothing! Shayna sits up on one knee, looking impressed by the power of the Irresistible Force. Shayna gets up and shakes it off. They lock-up again and Nia Jax throws her AGAIN, but this time she doesn't give her the chance to collect herself before advancing on her and pulling her up by her hair! Jax throws Shayna back first into the corner and then begins throwing bombs, rattling Shayna with lefts and rights as she struggles to cover up!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Nia Jax is sending a message with every single one of those shots!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It's only thanks to Shayna Baszler that Nia Jax isn't the SGW Women's World Champions right now! She took the pay off from Jinny... and now she's getting the receipts!

Jax pulls Shayna out of the corner and throttles her with both hands, lifting her up and DRIVING HER into the corner with a TREE SLAM! Jax begins peppering Shayna in the mid-section with a series of blows before Shayna finally jams a thumb in Nia's eye, then kicks her in the knee! Nia goes down to one knee and Shayna backs up against the ropes... before firing out with a BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE! Nia falls flat on her back and Shayna mounts her, raining down punches as Nia tries to cover up!

[ Scott Steiner ] Come on, Jax! You're too damn big t' let it go down like this!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Nia Jax does NOT want to go to the mat with a competitor like Shayna Baszler!

Shayna stands up and drops a knee into Nia's mid-section before grabbing a handful of hair. Ted Dibiase laughs at ringside, holding up two fistfuls of money. Shayna pulls Jax up to her knees and hits her with another knee strike-- NO! Nia catches Shayna's knee! Nia stands up, repositioning her grip and holding Shayna's foot! Shayna begs her off but Jax shakes her head, wiggling her finger back and forth! She whips Shayna's leg to the side... and nails her... WITH THE FACE BREAKER PUNCH! Shayna spins out and falls flat on her back! Nia goes for a cover! ONE! TWO! THRE-- NO! TED DIBIASE PULLED AUBREY EDWARDS OUT OF THE RING!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Oh come on! Not this!

Aubrey immediately shoves Dibiase! The fans pop huge! Nia Jax gets up and looks outside the ring, looking pissed off. Suddenly, both Los Ice Creams hit the ring and climb onto the apron, drawing her attention! Nia Jax charges and nails El Hijo del Ice Cream with a RUNNING AVALANCHE, knocking him off the apron! She turns and throws a punch at Ice Cream, Jr. but he ducks it and leaps off the apron... leaving Nia Jax open for Baszler to come out of nowhere and whip her down to the mat in a CROSS ARMBREAKER! Baszler pulls back on the arm and Nia Jax has no choice but to TAP OUT!

WINNER
SHAYNA BASZLER
5:58 via Submission

The fans erupt in boos as Shayna Baszler releases the hold and rolls out of the ring, escaping up the ramp with Ted Dibiase and Los Ice Creams. As soon as they disappear through the curtain, Nia Jax rolls under the bottom rope and sits on the apron, looking absolutely defeated. Charly Caruso emerges from the back to some applause and approaches Nia with a microphone in her hand.

[ Charly Caruso ] Nia Jax... tough loss. I'm so sorry. Two weeks ago, you were screwed out of the SGW Women's World championship against Jinny... and now, this.

Jax wipes tears from her eyes.

[ Charly Caruso ] Where do you go from here?

[ Nia Jax ] Charly... it's been a long road to get where I am today. When I showed up in SGW, no one respected me. No one thought I was talented enough to make it... but I fought and I earned that title shot I had two week ago at Supremacy... only to have it robbed from me--

The fans erupt in boos as Hikaru Shida and Shoko Nakajima emerge from the back with Nurse Ratchet in tow. Nia Jax slides off the apron and prepares herself for a fight. Dr. Cube appears on the Golden-Tron, drawing even more heat from the fans.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] You wish to complain about being ROBBED, Irresistible Force? You know nothing of the sort... for I was the most powerful being in the universe... for a time.

He clenches a fist.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] But now... rather than be consumed by taking over all of time and space, I will reset my focus on taking over Solid Gold Wrestling... and THAT... is where YOU come in, my Samoan chum!

Nia Jax looks confused.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] You said it yourself! The Solid Gold Wrestling elite do not value you! They don't think you belong here... and once you had your treasured title shot yanked out from under you, did anyone from the Championship Committee offer to make it right?

Nia Jax shakes her head, pouting.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] That's right. They didn't! BUT I WILL!

He shakes his fist.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] I WILL MAKE YOU A CHAMPION!

And then he points at himself with his thumb.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] I WILL MAKE YOU... MY... CHAMPION!

Nia Jax looks at Charly and then back at the screen, confused.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] Join me! Be my most prized KAIJU!

He leans forward into the camera.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] IRRESISTIBLOB!

Nia Jax grabs the microphone from Charly.

[ Nia Jax ] NO! NEVER! I'LL NEVER JOIN YOUR STUPID ARMY, DR. CUBE!

Cube leans back from the camera and shakes his oversized head.

[ Dr. Cube-2 ] You seem confused. I wasn't giving you a CHOICE!

The screen goes dark and Hikaru Shida, Shoko Nakajima, and Nurse Ratchet march down the ramp, converging on Nia Jax and raining down forearm blows! Nia Jax drops to one knee and then POWERS UP, throwing all three women in different directions! The fans pop huge as Shoko returns to her feet and charges at Jax... ONLY TO GET A FACE BREAKER PUNCH! Shoko goes down! Jax turns around and catches Nurse Ratchet coming in hot! She hoists her onto her shoulders... SAMOAN DROP ON THE FLOOR! Nia Jax returns to her feet and Hikaru Shida comes flying in with a KNEE STRIKE! The impact sends Jax backward into the rail! Shida charges with ANOTHER knee strike but Jax catches her around the knees and DUMPS HER over the rail and into the front row!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Dr. Cube's Army has been vanquished!

Nia Jax stomps around, pounding on her chest. She points at herself and begins shouting "I DON'T NEED CUBE'S ARMY! I CAN BE A MONSTER ALL ON MY OWN!" Nia Jax leaves up the ramp. She turns around on the stage and raises her fists in the air as we fade out.

The Real SGW World Champion, Bryan Danielson, is walking backstage in his ring gear with the title around his waist. He looks worse for wear following the beating he took from The Origin. He stumbles upon Val Venis talking with Ruby Riott and Diamond Dallas Page.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Look at this meeting of the minds.

Danielson’s interruption cuts the ongoing conversation off where it was at. Venis stares Danielson down before speaking to him.

[ Val Venis ] Can I help you with something?

[ Dallas Page ] Can’t you see we’re in the middle of a meetin’, Jack?

For everything he’s done in SGW thus far and with everyone he’s beaten, Danielson still finds himself slighted at times. You can see how badly it bothers him.

[ Bryan Danielson ] I’m sorry. Who are you?

[ Dallas Page ] Monkey boy, you kiddin’?

[ Bryan Danielson ] I just didn’t see a title around your waist and you were interrupting the REAL World Champion, so I just assumed if you were STUPID enough to do that then you must be new around here.

DDP moves towards Danielson but Val blocks him.

[ Val Venis ] I got this.

Venis and Danielson are now face to face, the first true meeting between the two World Champions in the company.

[ Val Venis ] This is a Team SGW meeting.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Why do you think I’m here?

[ Dallas Page ] Oh hell no.

Danielson cuts his eyes at DDP and looks back to Venis.

[ Bryan Danielson ] I can’t even recall the last time I’ve been pinned or submitted in SGW, unlike your two teammates here. I have defended this title more times than you. I have been on every show since the beginning! While you were watching in the front row at Revenge, I was in the main event.

Danielson continues pleading his case.

[ Bryan Danielson ] You were Mr. SGW, a long time ago. In a world that no longer exists.

Danielson shoves his finger into his sternum.

[ Bryan Danielson ] That belt? Outdated. You? A nostalgia act riding a wave of luck and nothing else. Your buddy, DDP, a crybaby. Your progressive pick, Ruby Riott..

He snarls at the sight of her.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Fickle.

[ Ruby Riott ] Fickle? Come over here and I’ll show you fickle.

[ Bryan Danielson ] If you want to win at Body Count, then you only have one option. The Origin put their hands on the wrong guy tonight. I get revenge... and SGW gets the benefit of having the BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD representing it. It's win-win for everybody.

[ Ruby Riott ] Val, come on..

Venis is thinking it over.

[ Val Venis ] You have a point, Danielson.

Ruby buries her face in her hands.

[ Val Venis ] With Kev, Cody, hell even Daniels as captains on the Body Count matches, it’s more imperative than ever to pick the right people for this team.

Venis stares down Danielson.

[ Val Venis ] We have to set egos aside and do what’s best for the company.

[ Bryan Danielson ] And you know you’re going to lose if you don’t have leadership like me. Admit it.

[ Val Venis ] You do bring a different set of skills to the table.

Venis shakes his head. He can’t believe it.

[ Val Venis ] Fine. Welcome to the team.

[ Ruby Riott ] Dear God.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Quiet, bird-face!

Danielson rubs his hands together with a big smile on his face after basically forcing himself onto Team SGW.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Consider this offer me doing SGW the biggest favor since Edge agreed to drop the belt to help run the place. Team SGW deserves a REAL World Champion to be part of it. It NEEDS the Real World Champion to lead this team to victory.

[ Val Venis ] Well, it’s in luck because the only World Champion in SGW is leading the team.

Danielson smirks.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Kevin Nash is a captain for another Body Count team. You did mean your buddy, Nash, right? Because there’s no chance in hell you retain tonight. Just like there’s no chance in hell you three beat The Origin at Body Count.

[ Val Venis ] Kev and I are going to have a great match. Don’t you worry about me. The title around my waist, the one I’ve held twice, it’s the only one that matters. Whatever you have around your waist is meaningless until you face someone worthy and actually finish the match.

It goes in one ear and out the other.

[ Bryan Danielson ] I’m sorry, Val. I can’t hear you.

[ Val Venis ] I said-

[ Bryan Danielson ] Because I’m zoning you out.

Danielson gets in Venis’ face.

[ Bryan Danielson ] Because you’re a piece of shit.

A quick follow up.

[ Bryan Danielson ] And I don't listen to the opinions of pieces of shit.

Danielson walks off as Ruby approaches Venis.

[ Ruby Riott ] Can we trust him?

[ Val Venis ] No.

DDP dramatically throws his hands in the air.

[ Dallas Page ] Good Gawd!

Venis sighs. He didn't plan on this fourth member of the team, but he knows deep down it's the right decision regardless.

[ Val Venis ] But inside that ring, he’s damn good. He might just be our ace in the hole.

[ Dallas Page ] Bro, more like the snake in the hen house!

As Venis watches Danielson walk off, we return to the ring for our next match. Team SGW now has four members to take on The Origin as the Body Count main event continues to get more stacked!

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

The Miz pulls on the ropes as AJ Gray marches around the ring. Rick Knox calls for the bell and this one has started. The Miz continues nonchalantly stretching until he sees an opening. He tries for a left-handed lariat but AJ Gray ducks! Clothesline from AJ Gray! Miz gets up, kick to the gut, SIT OUT POWERBOMB!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It’s ova’ already!

One, two, kick out! Miz rolls out of the ring and into the open arms of his wife, Maryse, on the outside. The begins calling for a time out and the fans in the front row are giving him down the road. Maryse runs her hands through his hair, giving him a pep talk and rubbing his back. This is not what he had in mind!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The Miz’s SGW debut isn’t going as he imagined in the opening minute.

[ Scott Steiner ] I hope this match goes all night.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Big fan of these two?

[ Scott Steiner ] If by ‘these two,’ you mean the two fat titties resting underneath Maryse’s chin, then you’re god damn right! I’d watch her walk around all night. Holler!

AJ Gray is on the apron and dives off, hitting Miz with a double axe handle! On the outside, Gray continues his attack, chopping Miz so hard it echoed throughout the arena. He chops Miz again and Miz tries separating himself from Gray. Maryse comes in for the save, spinning Gray around and slapping his across the face!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Mrs. Miz is getting involved!

[ Scott Steiner ] Tell ‘er to come over here and do that to me next!

Gray rubs his cheek and smiles. He advances on Maryse but here’s Miz. Miz hits a running knee to the back of Gray and then rolls him into the ring. Reality Check! The running knee and neckbreaker combination gets a quick two. Maryse’s interference turned the tide in this one into Miz’s favor. Miz stays on Gray and boots him in the face as he tries to get up. Snap DDT! Another two count! Miz begins arguing with the referee, screaming “Don’t you know who I am?! Count faster!” Miz whips Gray into the corner and charges, hitting a big clothesline! To rub it in, Miz hangs on the ropes a little longer, drawing the ire of the fans. He rolls off and takes a few steps back, preparing to do it again, but Gray ducks! Miz lands hard in the corner. Backstabber! One, two, AJ Gray almost had it!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Here comes AJ Gray! He has a chance to get anotha’ big win!

Staying on his opponent, Gray bodyslams Miz down and goes up top, LEG DROP! One, two, thre- kick out! A kick out at literally the last second! AJ Gray begins pumping his fists, he can feel the momentum shift at victory at hand.

[ Tony Schiavone ] The A-Lister is about to become A-Loser, guys!

[ Scott Steiner ] NOT FUCKIN’ FUNNY!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] You’re not Mauro, Tony. Don’t be that guy.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Who?

Gray picks Miz off the mat and situates him for the Nashville Nuke! Miz manages to slide out and he pushes Gray against the ropes, where Maryse grabs his ankle. Miz recovers while Gray turns his attention to Maryse.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Maryse strikes again!

The Miz is up, MIZARD OF OZ! One, two, kick out! AJ Gray will not give in! Miz picks Gray up but Gray slaps Miz’s hands away, STIFF BETA! One, two, kick out! Miz got caught off guard and the action goes back and forth.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] That was one helluva’ lariat!

AJ Gray picks Miz up and looks to finish it off. The Miz rakes the eyes! SKULL CRUSHING FINALE out of nowhere! Miz drapes an arm over Gray as the referee counts - one, two, three! The Miz wins!

WINNER
THE MIZ
8:33 via Pinfall

[ Tony Schiavone ] What an impressive debut victory by The Miz, but guys, we have to give credit to AJ Gray for the valiant effort.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] It was neck and neck, back and forth, but in the end, the veteran used a desperation move to secure a victory!

Maryse enters the ring and kisses her husband as his hand is raised in the air. Miz looks down at the fallen AJ Gray and scoffs at the sight of the man who took him to the limit in his debut match. The Miz is here in SGW and the future for the A-Lister looks bright!

Meanwhile, in a secluded corridor backstage, Nunzio is standing in front of a brick wall, practically seething with anger.

[ Nunzio ] I know a lotta youse seem to think you know the way things work around here. You get the ins-and-outs of the business better than anybody else, huh?

He flings his hand as if to say yeah right. His leather jacket squeaks as the material rubs against itself.

[ Nunzio ] Well, I got news for all of you wise guys out there – and let me go ahead and correct myself, wise guys and we got a couple of girls running around here who think they can step up and run the streets like the big boys. Two of youse in particular are on my mind a lot lately.

The Don holds up two fingers.

[ Nunzio ] That’s you, Ruby Riott, and you, Juventud Guerrera. You two bozos have ya’ little long-standing issue and romance and whatever else in the hell you to want to call it – none of that matters to me. None of that affects my money…none of that affects my business.

The Don narrows his eyes.

[ Nunzio ] What does affect my business…and what does affect my money is the fact that you two dragged me into the middle of one of your little lovers spats.

On commentary, Tony Schiavone he loses his cool.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What?! That isn’t true at all! Nunzio butted into their argument and then it got physical!

[ Nunzio ] Now, I’m sure some of you probably don’t remember it that way, but trust me – because I have a mind like a steel trap – I don’t never forget nothing!

The Don taps the side of his head, the universal symbol for “yeah, I’m smart.”

[ Nunzio ] So both of you can listen up and be sure that you got all of the wax out of your ears so you hear me for each and every word I say. Whichever one of you has the Limitless Championship is irrelevant. Whichever one of you is on top that night and on bottom that night is irrelevant. The only thing that affects me, the only thing that affects my business, the only thing that affects my money?

The Boss holds his fist up.

[ Nunzio ] …is that I will be getting my sweet revenge on the both of you. You two can’t hide behind SGW and the Origins…because justice is comin’ your way. There’s a high likelihood there’s gonna be a Body Count…before…Body Count. Ya’see?

Nunzio hold his hands to his side

[ Nunzio ] Now, if you don’t believe me, you can go ahead and ask Paul London or that no good raper Matt Riddles just how trustworthy I can be. The only problem is — to talk to either one of them, you’ll either need to have a scuba suit or a shovel because you can trust me when I say that both of them are buried way deeper than you could ever, ever hope to find them.

He goes to step out of the view of the camera but stops suddenly poking his head back in with a single lifted finger beside it.

[ Nunzio ] Allegedly! Allegedly.

As the Don walks away, we fade.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 30:00

Paul Turner calls for the bell and Teddy Hart immediately hops through the ropes and climbs to the top turnbuckle and steadies himself on the top rope. Zack Sabre, Jr. looks on with a confused look, backing himself into the corner on the opposite side of the ring.

[ Tony Schiavone ] What in the world is Teddy Hart doing?

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He’s all about the high risks!

Without looking, and knowing ZSJ is nowhere in the vicinity, Teddy Hart jumps and does a moonsault off the top rope! He lands on the ring mat and hops right back up and goes to the top rope once again! ZSJ’s jaw is on the floor.

[ Scott Steiner ] What is this idiot doin’!?

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Scott, Teddy Hart subscribes to the high risk-high intensity lifestyle inside a professional wrestling ring. This is as much giving people their money’s worth as it is trying to win!

[ Scott Steiner ] THIS IS STUPID!

Teddy Hart dives off the top and hits a big splash on the mat! Hart comes up clutching his ribs and begins pumping his fists with his free hand. The fans are going insane as this maniac sacrificed his well-being for their entertainment. ZSJ runs up behind Teddy Hart and puts him in a Full Nelson. He goes for a Dragon Suplex but Hart flips out of it! Dropkick! He picks Sabre up, Hammerlock Cradle DDT! One, two, kick out!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Huge kick out from Zack Sabre!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Teddy Hart’s strategy is workin’ thus far!

Teddy grabs Sabre’s legs but ZSJ rolls him up - one, two, kickout! ZSJ is back up and kicks Teddy on the side of the head with a Penalty Kick! He goes for another pin but Hart kicks out. ZSJ grabs Teddy’s right hand and cranks his fingers backwards. With Sabre standing over Teddy, he’s using his leverage to twist Hart’s arm into a pretzel.

[ Scott Steiner ] Look at this little string bean and his submission moves! Actin’ like he’s somethin’ special. Newsflash, Slim, you ain’t shit compared to Big Poppa Pump, the greatest technical wrestler of all time! Holler!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Scotty, YOU, you… You are the greatest technical wrestler of all time?

[ Scott Steiner ] YOU GONNA’ DOUBT ME?

ZSJ twists Teddy’s arm and pulls him off the mat and hooks the other arm, Butterfly Suplex. One, two, kick out! Hart Destroyer! One, two, no! Rolling elbow from ZSJ! Teddy blocks a Penalty Kick and sends ZSJ to the mat. Big leg drop! Teddy goes up top, HART ATTACK MOONSAULT! He goes back up to the top rope, OPEN HART SURGERY - ZSJ SOMEHOW REVERSES IT INTO A CROSS ARM BREAKER! Sabre slams his heels into Teddy’s chest and shoulder as he rips back on the move. Teddy uses his stretch to roll on his side but ZSJ rears back even more and Teddy has no choice but to tap out to save his shoulder!

WINNER
ZACK SABRE, JR.
6:47 via Submission

[ Tony Schiavone ] What a big win for Zack Sabre, Jr.!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And now he's off to be suspended indefinitely!

ZSJ goes down to one knee and wipes the sweat off of his forehead as Teddy Hart rolls to the outside. Zack Sabre picks up a big win here tonight but Stevie Ray and Lance Storm make their way down to the ring to escort him away from the ringside area.

Backstage, Danhausen is standing by holding a microphone. He has his index finger pressed against his ear as if he’s waiting for a signal of some sort.

[ Danhausen ] Ah yes! Hello! Danhausen here! Number one wrestler and number one interviewer in the Golden Wrestlinghausen.

No matter the situation, his squeaky voice and bug eyes are always front and center, taking attention away from anything else.

[ Danhausen ] People say, ‘Danhausen, you are the best! You should be World Champion!’ To which I look at them and go ‘Which one? There’s TWO!’ Danhausen doesn’t know which to challenge for.

He taps his chin.

[ Danhausen ] Although, I suppose I could just win them both. This will provide Danhausen with multiple sacks of money!

He clenches his hand into a fist and turns his voice into a deeper tone.

[ Danhausen ] Then SGW will give Danhausen his blimp to go with the sacks of money!

El Generico walks up and looks at Danhausen. Even with a mask on, he can’t hide the confusion on his face.

[ El Generico ] ¡Amigo! Me hablo sobre partido.

[ Danhausen ] What? Danhausen doesn’t speak Spanish!

[ El Generico ] ¡Me hablo! SPEAK! In.. INTERVIEW!

[ Danhausen ] AH! Very good!

Danhausen nods in delight as someone finally wants to be interviewed by him. First time for everything.

[ Danhausen ] I will break the language barrier and now interview this fair-complected Mexican manhausen.

[ El Generico ] ¡EL GENERICO, NUMERO UNO!

Generico flashes the number one to the camera.

[ Danhausen ] Okay, first question. Tonight you face Beer Money with your chubby friend. Does he eat all of the foodhausen and not let you eat any or?

[ El Generico ] ¡OLE! EL GENERICO, NUMERO UNO!

Generico flashes the number one once again. Danhausen is frustrated.

[ Danhausen ] No! Danhausen asked if your fat friend eats all of your food, not this!

Kevin Steen walks in and grabs Generico by the back of the mask and pulls him away.

[ Kevin Steen ] Why don’t you ask me yourself.

[ Danhausen ] Ahem. Danhausen here! I am now exchanging words with Kevin Owen Steen!

Steen takes the microphone from Danhausen’s hand and throws it on the ground and immediately stomps on it.

[ Kevin Steen ] Generico, were you talking to this piece of shit?

Steen spits on the microphone.

[ Kevin Steen ] Tell you new little friend here that we don’t have time for interviews, because all I’m worried about, and all you should be worried about, is DESTROYING Beer Money in that ring tonight!

Generico lowers his head while Steen's cheeks are turning blood red from shouting at his partner.

[ Kevin Steen ] Tell him! Tell the clown!

[ Danhausen ] Danhausen isn’t a clow-

[ Kevin Steen ] Shut the FUCK up!

Steen turns back to Generico who is dejected and speaks softly.

[ El Generico ] No time.. No hablo to-

[ Kevin Steen ] You shut the fuck up too, Generico! Both of you!

Steen blasts a snot rocket right into Danhausen’s face and drags Generico off camera with him by grabbing the tassels hanging from his mask. Danhausen wipes the snot off of his face.

[ Danhausen ] Ow!

Danhausen watches them walk off and shrugs.

[ Danhausen ] It’s ‘love that Danhausen,’ not ‘blow all of your bodily fluids on Danhausen!’

Fade.

Referee - Mike Chioda | Time Limit - 30:00

After the introductions, MJF continues sauntering around the ringside area, jawing with fans and doing nothing but raising the tensions in the arena to a new level. Darby is in the ring, ready for action, but MJF ignores the referee’s demands to get in. Darby, having seen enough, hits the ropes and dives through, colliding into MJF and sending them both into the nearby guard rail!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] That’s one way to start!

Darby picks MJF up and slams MJF’s face into the rails. MJF tries escaping but Darby shoves MJF into the nearby ring post as well. Things aren’t going well for Friedman until Wardlow steps in between the two, allowing some time for MJF to recover.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Here’s Wardlow throwing himself into the mix. What an intimidating individual.

[ Scott Steiner ] He’s only intimidatin’ ‘cause he’s standin’ face to face with a small child! Look at ‘em!

Darby shows no fear and steps up to Wardlow, who begins cracking his knuckles. Darby jumps to the apron, into the ring, and then dives onto MJF again, completely side-stepping Wardlow! Wardlow grabs Darby and slings him effortlessly into the front row of fans and helps MJF up.

[ Tony Schiavone ] MJF should be disqualified!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Unfortunately fa’ Darby, the match has yet to begin!

MJF enters the ring, clutching the side of his head, and demands the ten count begin. Wardlow looks on outside, his arms crossed, doing his best impression of a statue. The camera shows Darby working his way to his feet in the sea of fans. The ten count begins. As the count grows to four, then five, Darby rolls over the railing and is met by Wardlow.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Wardlow is blocking Darby from entering! He’s trying to secure an easy win for his associate!

Darby hears the count growing - six, seven, eight - and nothing he does shakes Wardlow from blocking him. Finally, Darby slides under Wardlow’s legs and into the ring at nine! Wardlow slams the apron as MJF swings for a clothesline but Darby ducks, Float-Over Stunner! MJF staggers back and Darby hits a basement dropkick to the knees and then another once MJF is on the mat! Darby crawls on top of MJF and begins swinging lefts and rights, some connecting and some being blocked. The fans are chanting Darby’s name as MJF is in trouble.

[ Scott Steiner ] Look at this kid! He’s actin’ like a tough guy! Tell ‘em to come swing at me and I’ll use ‘em for a fuckin’ toothpick!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Darby Allin fights with tremendous heart, Scott!

Darby kicks MJF in the gut, CODE RED! One, two, th- kick out! MJF is back up and rakes Darby in the eyes and body slams him to the ground. He then picks Darby up and puts his neck against the middle rope and chokes him until the five count is administered. As he breaks it, Wardlow decides to get in on the action with the referee distracted. MJF grabs Darby and picks him up for a high back body drop! As he goes for the pin, Darby rolls him up! One, two, kick out! Darby rolls as MJF advances and goes to the middle turnbuckle and dives off for a Tornado DDT! Wardlow grabs Darby’s leg as he hits the ropes, tripping him.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Wardlow AGAIN!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This is gettin’ ridiculous!

Darby goes to the top rope, COFFIN DROP ON AN UNSUSPECTING WARDLOW! Both Darby and Wardlow are down on the outside!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Darby has seen enough! But it may be his downfall in this match!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I don’t think it’s about the win anymore, Tony!

MJF looks on, laughing at Darby sacrificing himself to take Wardlow out and not him. We take a shot on the outside with Darby trying to pull himself up off the ground.

[ Scott Steiner ] WHO IS THIS?!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Jon Moxley is here!

The camera pans back to the ring and JON MOXLEY stands behind MJF! MJF turns around, Moxley blasts him with a clothesline and the referee calls for the bell immediately. MJF is back to his feet, screaming for Wardlow, as Moxley pounces. The two trade punches until Wardlow enters the ring and downs Moxley. Wardlow picks Moxley up but he slides off, kick to the gut, PARADIGM SHIFT! MJF knocks Moxley to the ground and begins stomping on him as officials come down and break things up.

WINNER
MAXWELL JACOB FRIEDMAN
10:03 via Disqualification

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Jon Moxley cost the match for Darby, but got his hands on MJF!

Darby looks on as the fighting ensues. As things escalate, there's chaos everywhere you look with a big brawl unfolding before our very eyes! Besides the officials, we have road agents hitting the scene to try to break things up.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Moxley and MJF have unfinished business!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] But now isn’t time the time for any o’ this!

It takes several minutes, but finally, the referees and road agents are able to break everyone apart. The fans are loving it, instantly forgetting about the controversial finish to the match. With Moxley and MJF separated, things are returning to normal. Darby’s music begins blaring over the arena’s PA system, bringing the fans to their feet as we cut to the back.

Backstage, Teddy Hart has his hands on the barrel of a camera, dragging it over to an empty stairwell.

[ Teddy Hart ] Now stand right there! Hold the camera straight! C’mon, man, damn! Now, count me down.

[ Cameraman ] …what?!

[ Teddy Hart ] ARE YOU SERIOUS! COUNT ME DOWN! This is ridiculous! Who hired these goons?!

Hart rolls his neck, preparing for his interview time, clearly unaware that the camera is already filming.

[ Cameraman ] …alright Teddy. Here we go…three..two…

The cameraman gives the inaudible ‘one’ and Teddy’s eyes cut towards the camera aggressively.

[ Teddy Hart ] Let me ask you all a question. Do you think I give a FUCK about a match tonight? At some bogus Rivals event?!

Hart snarls, shaking his head left and right.

[ Teddy Hart ] I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT. NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST. YOU KNOW WHY?

Teddy smirks and points to the side of his head.

[ Teddy Hart ] I’m confident in myself. I’m confident in my abilities. And what’s more? I’m confident in the guys drafting teams for Body Count. They know who Teddy Hart is…they know what Teddy Hart can do out there in that ring. I know for a FACT I’ll be a high draft pick because, quite frankly, I’m the craziest mother fucker in this whole damn company – and I’ll do what-the-fuck-ever it takes to win!

Teddy flexes and poses, holding it still for a moment.

[ Teddy Hart ] …alright, how was that?

The cameraman is quiet for a moment, probably weighing the thought of telling Teddy they were still live, but instead just goes with him.

[ Cameraman ] …great, Ted. Just great. Best of luck to you.

Teddy smirks and nods, taking off to the left as the cameraman sighs out deeply and we cut away.

Referee - Aubrey Edwards | Time Limit - 30:00

Generico and Storm to start. Storm works early on to ground Generico to slow down the high flying maneuvers with headlocks and takedowns. Generico’s size disadvantage comes into play, as the heavier Storm wears him down with his weight. Steen screams at Generico from the corner, demanding he get tagged in, but Beer Money constantly tag in and out, cutting the ring in half as often as they can.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This is an excellent display o’ tag team wrestlin’.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Not bad for a drunk guy and a man with a mustache!

Roode stomps away on Generico’s back and makes matters worse with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker for a near fall! The abuse is adding up on Generico, but the fans are rallying loudly behind the luchadore. Roode slams Generico down and goes for an elbow drop but Generico rolls out of the way! He turns and realizes he’s on the wrong side of the ring for the tag. He spins around, Spinebuster! One, two, kick out! Storm is in and sends Generico into the corner with an Irish Whip.

[ Scott Steiner ] I don’t know who I’m rootin’ for here. The tag team division is stacked but lemme tell you this, I think both these teams are shit! You got a fat ass and a man in a mask takin’ on a fat ass and a man with a mustache!

[ Tony Schiavone ] These are two of the best teams in the business.

[ Scott Steiner ] THEY SUCK, I SAID!

Storm tags Roode in and taunt Steen, D.U.I.! NO! GENERICO SLIDES OUT! Generico ducks a double clothesline and tags Steen in!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Here comes big Kevin Steen!

Steen comes in like a house on fire and hits a Pop Up Powerbomb on James Storm! Roode swings but Steen ducks and hits a Blue Thunder Bomb. He whips Roode so hard into the corner that he drops to the ground. RUNNING CANNONBALL! James Storm slides back into the ring but he has a beer bottle!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Look out!

Storm rears back but Generico makes the save with a running boot! He takes the beer bottle and smashes Storm over the head with it and sends him to the outside! Steen grabs Generico by the back of the mask and tells him it’s time to finish. Steen grabs Roode, PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! He rolls Roode through into the waiting arms of Generico, BRAINBUSTER! Steen goes up top, SENTON!

[ Scott Steiner ] I’VE NEVER SEEN SHIT FLY!

Steen covers and Aubrey is quick on the scene - one, two, three! Kevin Steen and El Generico get another win in a hard fought contest! Generico clutches his back, feeling the effects of the damage sustained earlier in the match. Steen slaps him on the back of the head, yelling "SUCK IT UP!" as their music hits and the fans are going wild.

WINNER
KEVIN STEEN & EL GENERICO
9:31 via Pinfall

[ Nigel McGuinness ] That was a hard-fought contest b'tween two great teams!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Really a fun match. Congratulations to the winners.

El Generico throws his hand in the air as the fans respond with a thunderous "OLE!", drawing the ire of Steen once again. Nevertheless, these two have picked up another big win in the division as their match to tag team gold here in SGW continues! The division had better look out. The camera gives us one more shot of a celebrating El Generico and Kevin Steen before switching to the back.

Backstage, Charly Caruso stands in front of the custom SGW interview set and is joined by Darby Allin. Darby’s facepaint is smeared over half of his face and he looks like he would rather be anywhere else in the world than where he is.

[ Charly Caruso ] Please welcome my guest at this time, Darby Allin!

Darby looks down at the floor, deep in his thoughts as Charly continues her introduction.

[ Charly Caruso ] There’s a few things I want to ask you about, but first, let’s talk about your debut tonight against MJF.

Darby lifts the hood on his jacket over his head and speaks so softly you have to really pay attention to him.

[ Darby Allin ] That match was tainted.

Disappointment fills his voice.

[ Darby Allin ] You finally make it to the big leagues and you have this vision in your head of how everything’s going to go. You can see it unfold in your mind, hell, you can even hear the crowd reacting to every big move and nearfall. So Jon, thanks for ruining my debut with your selfishness. I’ll remember that for down the line.

He continues.

[ Darby Allin ] And MJF, we’ll cross paths once again. Don’t worry. I don’t want to talk about all of that, Charly. That’s not why I agreed to this interview. I want to talk about Jimmy Havoc.

[ Charly Caruso ] Alright.

She shifts gears.

[ Charly Caruso ] Two weeks ago at Supremacy, you endured the wrath of a frustrated, disappointed Jimmy Havoc.

[ Darby Allin ] Jimmy Havoc is a failure. Plain and simple. He couldn’t get it done against Adam Cole. He couldn’t win WrestleBrawl 3. He couldn’t beat Val Venis. Hell, now he's up and disappeared. Who knows when he'll be back.

He pauses.

[ Darby Allin ] Jimmy... you ever find your way back around. I'll be waiting.

He shows no fear, no hesitation in his challenge.

[ Darby Allin ] Bring your ax and your sour ass attitude. You want to take your losses out on me like I had something to do about it? I’ll give you one more to cry about. Until then, on to the next one... I don't need you to make me famous.

Darby walks off-camera. With Havoc seemingly gone for now, where does Darby Allin go from here?

Referee - Rick Knox | Time Limit - 30:00

Sasha Banks and Bayley are seated at the announce table with their SGW Twinstar Championships resting in front of them, joining the announce team for the following match!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Ladies and gentlemen, we're being joined by the SGW World Twinstar Champions! Sasha Banks and Bayley!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] A warm welcome to the champs! Congratulations on ya' huge win at Supremacy!

Sasha scoffs.

[ Sasha Banks ] Really? That was a HUGE win?

[ Bayley ] Yeah! Hey! I thought you guys were supposed to show us the proper respect! Not ask stupid questions like the rest of the SHEEP out there!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I didn't mean anything by it, ladies!

[ Sasha Banks ] Sure you didn't, Nigel. Just sit down and shut up--

[ Bayley ] Yeah, shut your FACE!

[ Sasha Banks ] BAYLEY! Please! Do not interrupt me.

Awkward silence.

[ Sasha Banks ] Shut your FACE, Nigel. Just shut it. Your hate speech offends me.

[ Bayley ] Yeah! Let's just see who wins this match, so we know who our next HUGE match is against! Right, Sasha?

[ Sasha Banks ] Ugh.

Shoko and Shida are both worse for wear after their altercation with Nia Jax earlier tonight. The match begins with Kylie Rae and Starlight Kid in the ring. They shake hands and bow to one another... but AZM flies off the top rope and nails Kylie Rae with a MISSILE DROPKICK! Kylie rolls out of the ring! Starlight and AZM argue about sportsmanship... until Maki Itoh charges in, flips them both off, and nails them with a double clothesline!

[ Tony Schiavone ] And the action is off to a non-stop start!

[ Bayley ] Look at these idiots! What even IS this?!

[ Sasha Banks ] These amateurs have NO control. That brings me to another question. Isn't this a tag team division? Aren't these titles TAG TEAM titles? It seems like there's never any tags in these matches.

Starlight and AZM both roll out of the ring and here come Shida and Shoko! The fans erupt in boos as Shida and Shoko both whip Itoh into the rope and nail her with a double dropkick! However, as soon as they land, they both run to opposite sides of the ring and fly through the ropes! SHIDA WIPES OUT KYLIE RAE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! SHOKO WIPES OUT AZM AND STARLIGHT KID WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!

[ Sasha Banks ] Look at them, they're paying tribute to me. Remember when I did the suicide dive at Supremacy? I AM A TRENDSETTER, NIGEL. YOU SHOULD RESPECT ME.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] I wasn't even talking!

[ Sasha Banks ] YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN! THAT'S WHY YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM IN SGW!

Shida pulls Kylie Rae up off the mat and throws her under the bottom rope. She follows her in but IMMEDIATELY gets drilled with a running headbutt from Itoh! Shida balls back through the ropes and Itoh helps Kylie Rae to her feet. Shoko Nakajima returns to the ring and Kylie Rae whips Maki Itoh in her direction! Itoh leaps... and DRILLS SHOKO WITH A LEAPING HEADBUTT!

[ Bayley ] Kylie Rae is nothing but a punk! Everything she does is a rip-off--

[ Sasha Banks ] She's nothing but Hand Me Down Bayley!

[ Bayley ] YEAH! SHE'S HAND ME DOWN BAYLEY! Because everything she does, everything ABOUT HER, she took from me! See!? I'm a TRENDSETTER, too!

[ Sasha Banks ] Yeah, okay.

Shoko goes down flat on her back and Maki Itoh turns right around into... STEREO MISSILE DROPKICKS FROM STARLIGHT AND AZM! Starlight and AZM return to their feet and Starlight instantly gets taken down by a clothesline from Kylie Rae, who immediately looks like she feels bad about it! AZM whips Kylie around and boots her in the stomach before giving her a SNAP SUPLEX, returning to her feet, and hitting her with a STANDING DOUBLE STOMP!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Right to the mid-section!

[ Sasha Banks ] She's got some padding, she can take it.

[ Bayley ] This match is a JOKE, right, Sasha? We already beat the two idiot kids! The other two teams?! WHO EVEN CARES?! Everyone just KNEW Team Kick would beat us! Christian even had the name plates changed on our titles before we went out at Supremacy, but we proved EVERYBODY WRONG!

[ Sasha Banks ] That match at Supremacy... was the MOST IMPORTANT MATCH OF MY LIFE... it was my dream... my DREAM, Nigel... to walk away victorious on the night that Papa Jeff retired from all of wrestling. That win was for Jeff Jarrett. Gone but not forgotten... because the checks still clear!

[ Bayley ] The CHECKS STILL CLEAR, SHEEP!

AZM begins clapping her hands, rallying the fans behind her... and she runs to the ropes... but gets caught on the turnaround with a FLYING KNEE FROM SHIDA! AZM falls through the ropes to the floor! Shida waits on Kylie Rae to return to a seated position and charges... TAMASHII NO THREE COUNT! Shida covers! ONE! TWO! THR-- STARLIGHT KID BREAKS THE PIN! Starlight takes Shida by the hair and takes her to the ropes. She forces Shida through the ropes and onto the apron before dropkicking her feet out from under her! Shida falls to the floor and Starlight turns right around into SLINGBLADE CLOTHESLINE from Shoko Nakajima! Starlight rolls out of the ring and Shoko turns right around into a SWINGING NECKBREAKER from Kylie Rae! As soon as Shoko hits the mat, Maki Itoh flies from the top rope... FLYING BIG HEAD! She covers as Kylie Rae keeps anyone from interfering! ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNERS
ITOH RESPECT ARMY
7:59 via Pinfall

As soon as the three count is registered, Sasha and Bayley stand up behind the table and begin applauding, along with the live crowd.

[ Sasha Banks ] What a win, right? Such inspiration.

[ Bayley ] Big respect to the winners, NOT!

[ Sasha Banks ] Let's go congratulate them! That was a HUGE win! They should be congratulated, right? Right! Let's go, Bayley!

[ Bayley ] Yeah, big congrats coming up!

Bayley and Sasha collect their titles and climb into the ring where Kylie Rae and Maki Itoh are celebrating their hardfought victory. Sasha and Bayley stand nose to nose with them and hold up their championship belts, drawing big heat from the fans. They lower the championships onto their shoulders and then offer their hands. Itoh looks suspicious... but Kylie accepts the gesture from Bayley and gets a BOOT to the stomach! It's an all out brawl! The fans are going nuts as Sasha and Bayley both whip Itoh and Kylie to the ropes... only to get reversed! Sasha and Bayley hit the ropes at the same time and stop themselves! They drop and rolls out of the ring, snatching the titles in the process!

[ Tony Schiavone ] The gauntlet has been laid down!

Sasha and Bayley escape up the ramp with their Twinstar titles as Maki Itoh and Kylie Rae stand in the middle of the ring, ready for action! With a final shot of Itoh and Kylie Rae, we fade out!

Backstage, Cathy Kelley is standing by with AJ Gray. Gray has a towel over his shoulders and looks dejected.

[ Cathy Kelley ] AJ Gray, you came up just short tonight against The Miz thanks to the help of Maryse.

Gray cuts her off.

[ AJ Gray ] No excuses.

He shakes his head and dabs his forehead with the towel.

[ AJ Gray ] Yeah, that bimbo messed around in the match, but at the end of the day, that pin fall was on me. I should’ve finished him off when I had the chance.

[ Cathy Kelley ] So far in SGW, you have a win and a loss, and with the Body Count draft coming up, where do you see your draft stock at?

After a few moments of contemplation, he responds.

[ AJ Gray ] I do worry about that. I’m new. I’m still trying to see where I fit in within this historical place. One thing I can promise, though, any captain out there what’s watching this, take a chance on me if you wanna’ win.

Then, Beer Money - James Storm and Bobby Roode - come into the scene. Storm shoves an ice cold beer bottle into Gray’s chest.

[ James Storm ] Son! Turn that frown upside down and have yer’self a beer!

[ Bobby Roode ] There’s no need in being worried. That was one hell of an effort out there tonight, AJ. You showed yourself just fine.

James Storm clinks his beer bottle against the top of Gray’s. The two begin drinking as Roode continues.

[ Bobby Roode ] You take on Miz again without Maryse around and that outcome is different.

[ James Storm ] Ain’t no doubt about that!

Something catches Storm’s eye.

[ James Storm ] What in the hell..

Storm yanks off his sunglasses and looks off camera. The camera pans over to reveal Orange Cassidy propped against the wall, hands in his pockets. Storm walks over to him and snaps his fingers in front of Cassidy’s eyes to no response.

[ James Storm ] Is he dead?

He snaps his fingers again.

[ James Storm ] Lookie here! We got us a dead fella’!

[ AJ Gray ] He ain’t dead. That’s his thing.

[ James Storm ] Hey little buddy, you thirsty?

Storm reaches into his back pocket and pulls out another beer. He pops the top on it and presses it against Orange Cassidy’s lips. As Cassidy doesn’t respond, Storm turns the bottle up against his lips and the beer pours all over Cassidy’s lips and down on his shirt.

[ Bobby Roode ] C’mon Storm, that’s wasting good beer!

The beer finally starts dripping to the floor from Cassidy’s shirt and mouth but Storm stops when Trent and Chuck appear.

[ Trent Beretta ] Well, well, well.

[ Chuck Taylor ] Trent, first off, congratulations on losing the question mark.

Trent nods.

[ Chuck Taylor ] Second off, fellas, I think our pal, O.C., here isn’t quite interested in your liquid courage.

[ Trent Beretta ] Orange Cassidy is the bravest man I know!

[ Chuck Taylor ] Look at this sumbitch! He’s fearless! He don’t need your damn courage!

The camera zooms in on an almost-comatose Orange Cassidy, arms crossed, slumped against the wall.

[ Chuck Taylor ] See?

[ Trent Beretta ] So guys, my advice to you two is just to step the HECK back, cowboys.

Storm pours the last bit of his beer in his mouth and smashes the bottle against the wall, breaking it in half. With the top half in his hands, Storm looks ready to act.

[ James Storm ] Talkin’ like that’s a good way to get yer asses kicked, boys!

[ Chuck Taylor ] Oh shit! We’re about to be in a bar fight!

Trent spears James Storm and knocks the broken bottle from his hands. Chuck goes after Bobby Roode and the fight is on! All four men are battling back and forth as Orange Cassidy pushes himself off the wall and slowly, like, disgustingly, impossibly slowly unfolds a steel chair. He sighs and steps up on it and puts his hands back in his pockets. Orange Cassidy stage dives off the chair and onto Beer Money! He might have been two feet taller than the others, but the half-dive was a battering ram and took the two down! As Best Friends go back on the attack, here come Team Tremendous!

[ Dan Barry ] Alright, alright, alright!

Bill Carr blows a whistle.

[ Bill Carr ] Time to break this crap up!

[ Dan Barry ] Do not make us use excessive force!

AJ Gray looks to Cathy Kelley.

[ AJ Gray ] So, this interview is over, right?

[ Cathy Kelley ] I mean, yeah. A huge fight has just broken out.

[ AJ Gray ] Deuces.

In a hurry, AJ Gray sprints off camera and disappears. Team Tremendous is breaking the melee up as Cathy nods, she finally understands.

[ Cathy Kelley ] Oh, I get why he left.

She looks on as Bill Carr holds a can of tear gas, threatening to use it to break the fight up.

[ Cathy Kelley ] They’re cops.

She sighs.

[ Cathy Kelley ] It’s funny, but yet sad. A true case study of America in 2020.

Orange Cassidy approaches her. He swipes his hair to the side and stares her down.

[ Orange Cassidy ] Sup.

The scene fades.

We quickly cut away to another area backstage where we see Triple H standing by in a three piece suit with Stephanie McMahon looking over his shoulder. He's watching the entrances for our main event world title match on a monitor. The live crowd gives a strong mixed reaction as he takes a deep breath.

[ Triple H ] Val Venis... Kevin Nash...

Stephanie smiles confidently.

[ Triple H ] No matter who walks away from this match as the champion... heh... let's just say they shouldn't get too comfortable with that strap around their waist.

He looks over his shoulder at Stephanie.

[ Triple H ] Because in two weeks, they're gonna be standing across the ring from The Cerebral Assassin... The Game... and the King of Kings... and once I have that championship in my possession, I'll be on my way to Body Count, taking all comers... because unlike Val Venis...

He smiles.

[ Triple H ] I run toward challenges.

And then he looks back toward the camera.

[ Triple H ] Not away from them.

We head to the ring for the main event!

The stirring excitement in the arena is broken by “the Dirt,” signaling the arrival of the challenger for the SGW World Heavyweight Championship.

[ Tony Schiavone ] It’s time, guys! The Heavyweight Championship is about to be decided!

From behind the curtain pushes Kevin Nash, stalking slowly to the ring with his eyes cast before him, all-business, without much desire for fun and games in his gait. Stepping over the top rope and into the ring, Nash throws his fist into the air, eliciting a pop from the San Diego fans as he settles into his corner.

[ Scott Steiner ] BIG SEXY! It’s his time! He’s ready, bitches!

After a brief silence for Nash to wring his wrists and gently stretch his neck, “Glory Days” hits the speakers and brings out the two-time Solid Gold Wrestling Champion, Val Venis.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And here’s the champion! Val Venis – he’s defended that championship and this company for months from the Origin forces and I think tonight’s test is one of physical threat, for sure, but the mental and emotional strain of facing a best friend is a tough test to overcome, gentlemen.

As Venis reaches the ring, he climbs the ropes and lifts the championship high into the air before locking eyes with Nash across the ring, a small smile shared between the long-time friends.

[ Scott Steiner ] That’s why it’s best to not have friends when you’re the champion! You gotta beat everyone! No friends! Only victims!

As Referee Paul Turner lifts the Title Belt high into the air again, standing between champion and challenger, the atmosphere in the arena shifts, growing more serious as Nash and Venis make their way to center ring, saving maybe five feet of space between themselves for Turner to back away and watch carefully as Venis extends his hand forwards.

[ Tony Schiavone ] A sign of respect – let’s see if Nash takes the handshake or prefers to keep his distance before the biggest match of his SGW career here…

Nash accepts the hand and the two shake, another small smile spreading across their mouths as they stifle them, getting settled in before Turner calls for the bell, kicking off the main event between these two long-time allies.

Referee - Paul Turner | Time Limit - 60:00

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Now the game begins! It’s not about Vegas! It’s not about friendships…and it’s most certainly not about the damn E-anything. This is the biggest dance in the game for the SGW World Heavyweight Championship.

Venis’ control of Nash’s wrist transitions to a hammerlock, then to a side headlock, wrenching away at the big man’s head and neck. Big Sexy forces Venis into the ropes and off, firing him ahead and into the ropes! Venis rebounds and Nash fakes a big boot, but Val dead stops and locks eyes with Nash – no smiles. No love. Only game-faces and seriousness and the San Diego fans pop again for their efforts thus far.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Even playing field despite Nash’s physical advantages…

[ Nigel McGuinness ] But Venis has been in this match, on this field more! Nash has never been the SGW World Champion – and I’d wager he’s had less than a handful’s shots at the belt, either!

Nash throws Venis’ half of a collar-and-elbow tie-up off, wrenching his friend in a waist-lock before lifting him up and slamming him face-first to the mat. Venis goes to rise off the mat and Nash takes him by the arm and wrenches it, keeping Val at his arm’s length and forcing the champion towards the turnbuckles – and WHAM! Nash drives a big elbow into Venis’ head and neck! WHAM! Another! WHAM! WHAM-WHAM-WHAM! Nash backs off and plants his foot into Venis’ throat, stretching his leg and choking the champion, only ceasing as Turner reaches the count of four.

[ Scott Steiner ] Smart play from Big Sexy! Choke his ass!

Nash watches as Venis crawls to the ropes, lifting his hands to the middle cable to pull himself up, stopping for a brief respite on the second level. Big Sexy realizes the opportunity at hand and propels himself into the ropes, charging off and across the ring to guillotine Venis – but Val moves!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Venis moves! Nash is stuck in the ropes! Just like last month, guys!

Working quickly, Venis hits Nash with a neckbreaker, driving the challenger into the canvas with authority. Val covers – only scoring about a one-and-a-half count. Venis reaches to Nash’s legs and pulls him into the center of the ring, watching as his friend’s face mangles with pain as he stresses the joints in his long-worn limbs. Venis hesitates slightly, keeping his grip on Nash’s leg and looking around the arena for a bit of approval – before Nash kicks him in the gut with his other leg! Venis recovers, wrenching the ankle again before tightly applying a reverse figure four leg lock, cleverly titled the Venis Fly Trap!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] VENIS FLY TRAP! Nash’s legs must be killing him!

[ Scott Steiner ] GET OUT OF THERE, NASH! GO!

Nash, maneuvering backwards on his elbows, reaches his long arm out and only just snags the bottom rope – but Venis wisely keeps the hold on until the count of three, adding more wear to the challenger’s wheels.

[ Tony Schiavone ] A strange choice from Venis, and yet, you have to admire the killer’s instinct in EVERY situation!

Back to his feet, Venis continues his assault on Nash, switching gears to the big man’s back with a flurry of stomps and a well-placed elbow drop. Nash begins elbow-crawling towards the ropes, doing his best to escape Val’s attack. Venis stops and watches as his friend maneuvers towards the ropes, the two men locking eyes for a moment as Nash screams.

[ Kevin Nash ] Just do it, Val! Shit, man…what do you really think of me?

Venis storms over and throws a punch – connects! Nash stumbles up – a HUGE right hand from Big Sexy! Venis throws another – and Nash responds in kind! Venis is dazed and Nash grabs him up, dropping him to the mat with a sidewalk slam! And a cover! One! Two! NO! Venis kicks out!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] WHAT A KICKOUT! Venis is still rolling, gentlemen!

Nash looks down at Venis and pulls him up, both men moving slowly after the surprisingly intense physicality of the match thus far. Nash scoops Venis to his shoulder and storms into the corner, dropping Val down face-first into the turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes! Val stumbles out into center ring and turns – right into Nash’s grip! Big Sexy hooks Venis for a suplex before leaning down to hook his left leg!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Fans, it looks like…it looks like Nash is…

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Dipping into Venis’ playbook here! He’s got him up!

But Venis redistributes his weight and drops to his feet! He breaks Nash’s fisherman grip and stomps the big man on the toe, applying his own leg hook and bringing Big Sexy overhead with a Fisherman Suplex!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] BUT VENIS KNOWS THE TRICKS! He’s got him planted and covered!

[ Tony Schiavone ] ONE! TWO! TH—NO! NO! Nash is out! He kicked out!

Venis wipes sweat from his brow and looks around the arena, then again to Nash, surely thinking about all the times they’ve fought one another…and together…over their years-long friendship. Val rises and climbs slowly out of the ring before planting his foot onto the bottom turnbuckle and pulling himself upwards.

[ Scott Steiner ] MOVE, NASH! GO! MOVE!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] He’s climbing! This is the finishing touch!

Venis reaches the top rope, standing up completely and looking at nothing in the 20,000-strong arena. In fact, only he and Kevin Nash may as well exist in this moment as he stands solemnly on the top rope, preparing himself.

[ Tony Schiavone ] Venis is up top!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] This could end it!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Money Shot incoming!!

Venis flies!

AND NASH MOVES!

[ Scott Steiner ] YESS!!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] NASH MOVES! VENIS IS DOWN!

Venis eats the canvas! He’s stunned on his knees, dazed completely as the big man rises slowly and pulls down his singlet straps! He wrenches Val by the neck and pulls him into powerbomb position! Big Sexy hurls Venis up to his shoulders, pauses a moment – and launches!

[ Tony Schiavone ] JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!! BIG SEXY’S BIGGEST SHOT!

Venis plants into the mat, but Nash isn’t finished and lifts Val by his left arm, pulling him back into powerbomb position before hurling him down, crashing into the canvas on the top of his back in a heap!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] THIS COULD BE IT, GENTLEMEN! HISTORY COULD BE HERE!

With the fans screaming at the top of their lungs, the world seemingly stands still as Nash kneels and hooks both legs, locking them tightly as Turner counts!


ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!!

WINNER & NEW CHAMPION
KEVIN NASH
9:16 via Pinfall

As “the Dirt” blares over the speakers, the San Diego fans explode with a chorus of reactions – mostly positive – for the shocking result – we have a new Solid Gold Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion!

[ Scott Steiner ] PLAY THE FUCKIN’ WOLFPAC THEME, DAMMIT! THIS IS CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION!

[ Tony Schiavone ] KEVIN NASH! HAS DONE IT!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Big Sexy has weaved an absolute career renaissance! He’s won the Elevation Championship, defended the gold and now – he IS! THE! SGW World Heavyweight Champion!

Nash looks at the shiny gold championship in his hand and then lifts it high into the air, shouting victoriously before turning back to Venis, reaching his hand down to the former champion to assist him.

[ Nigel McGuinness ] And a show of sportsmanship from the new champion to one of his very best friends in the whole world…

Venis stands, looking at Nash, then to the championship he has proudly carried and defended since WrestleBrawl 3 in March, and finally back to his friend. The two members of the Vegas Connection share a moment, speaking inaudibly to one another until a smile breaks across Venis’ face. Nash smirks, too, and the two men embrace for a moment before Venis lifts Nash’s hand high into the air, a raucous response boiling in the arena.

[ Tony Schiavone ] AND LIKEWISE! WHAT A CLASS ACT IS VAL VENIS! THIS MAN IS SGW THROUGH-AND-THROUGH! WHAT A MOMENT!

THWAAAACK!

Val Venis drops to the mat in a disjointed crumble of humanity! It’s Adam Cole! Adam Cole swung a steel chair as hard as he possibly could and struck Val Venis right in the base of the neck and back of the skull!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] SWEET JESUS! LORD ALMIGHTY!

[ Tony Schiavone ] NO! NO! NO NO NO!

[ Scott Steiner ] Well, Venis is fucked!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] NO KIDDING, SCOTT! HE HASN’T MOVED!

The Origin is right behind Cole into the ring, Cole himself taking Nash on with a flurry of punches until he’s joined by Chris Jericho! Jericho and Cole are wrecking Nash with stiff strikes as the Big Nasty stands on the back of Venis’ neck, Paul Turner’s best efforts to stop him only dust in the wind. Guerrera and Corino each get a stomp in on Nash until –

IT’S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!!

A thunderous ovation explodes from San Diego as Bryan Danielson, Ruby Riott, and Diamond Dallas Page dash down the aisle and hit the ring! Juventud throws a clothesline – but Riott ducks and SMASHES HIM with a roundhouse kick, sending him to the floor! Corino tosses a superkick towards Page, but DDP grabs it and spins him out – DIAMOND CUTTER! Corino’s on the ground! Danielson runs across the ring and PLANTS Jericho with a huge knee strike, sending the Intercontinental Champion flying!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] Team SGW! They’re taking no prisoners here tonight! And good on them!

The Big Nasty rushes to stop the madness occurring, but Kevin Nash swings the steel chair, bashing Wight in the back, sending him over the ropes to the protective mats, still never leaving his feet!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] THAT JUST LEAVES ADAM COLE!

Still in the ring, Cole takes a final cheap shot, stomping Val Venis in the back of the skull before leaping through the middle and top rope to the floor, laughing all the way as he swipes a live microphone on his way to reunite with the Origin.

[ Adam Cole ] Ah hah ha! HAHAHA! Now you’re REALLY FUCKED, BOYS! THAT’S RIGHT! Your stupid team captain, the man who lost to FATHER FREAKIN’ TIME IN THERE – he’s down! He’s out! And let me spoil it for you…he’s not EVER getting back up!!

[ Tony Schiavone ] YOU MISERABLE BASTARD! YOU CUT HIM DOWN! YOU DID THIS!

[ Adam Cole ] So not only are you clowns down ONE MAN – you’re down two by my count! Danielson…Riott…DDP! You three are like the world’s worst answer to ‘name three wrestlers who can SUCK! ADAM COLE’S! DIIII—

Before Cole can finish his thought, a horn blares over the speakers and the entire arena’s attention shifts to the GoldenTron, where we’re treated to a beautiful shot of Cole’s 2020 Lexus LC 500. It’s white paint is glistening under the lights in the private lot and the only thing rivalling its’ shine is Cole’s grin.

[ Adam Cole ] WHAT A NIGHT! SEE THAT BEAUTIFUL AUTOMOBILE?! THAT’S A GIFT BECAUSE I AM A WINNER! I DO WHAT MUST BE DONE! I AM ADAM COLE, BAY BAY!

As the fans cheer along with Cole, another horn breaks their applause and attention is returned to the screen. Suddenly, a massive black monster truck bursts into the frame, driving up behind the gorgeous Lexus as the fans explode again and a pale sickness washes over Cole’s face!

[ Adam Cole ] No…no…

The massive truck is roaring down the line, nearing full-speed towards the LC 500!

[ Adam Cole ] NO! NO! NO NO NO NO NO!

THE TRUCK DRIVES RIGHT OVER THE LEXUS, SMASHING THE LUXURY VEHICLE UNDERNEATH IT’S GARGANTUAN TIRES! The horn blares again as Cole drops to his knees, mouth agape and hands on his head as the San Diego fans roar in approval.

[ Tony Schiavone ] HOLY MOLY! HOLY MOLY! THIS IS PANDEMONIUM!

[ Nigel McGuinness ] THAT IS A $95,000 CAR!

The roaring crowd is quickly spoken over by a mysterious, raspy voice.

[ ??? ] HEY ADAM!

The door to the truck swings open wildly – and STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN climbs onto the roof of the truck, still parked atop the Lexus!

[ Stone Cold Steve Austin ] You little measly-mouthed sunnavabitch, you can’t count no good! I see five’a you Origin sons’a bitches there and I see three’a team SGW in the ring there, but son, you’ve got a math lesson comin’ from ‘ole Stone Cold…

[ Scott Steiner ] HEY! MATHS IS MY GIMMICK!

[ Tony Schiavone ] Stone Cold is absolutely rabid! Look at his eyes!

Cole looks at the screen with absolute malice in his eyes as Austin lifts a middle finger toward the camera and San Diego goes nuclear.

[ Stone Cold Steve Austin ] THAT’S ONE DAMN MORE RIGHT THERE! FOR YOU, COLE, YOU PRETTY BOY SUNNAVABITCH! STONE COLD’S ON TEAM SGW, AND THAT’S THE BOTTOM LIIIIIINE…BECAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO!

The glass shatters and the screen goes black again as Team SGW gains another member and San Diego roars their approval. The Origin forces regroup and pull Cole to his feet, dragging him through the curtain and to the back as medical professionals sweep the ring to attend to former champion Val Venis. Team SGW’s Danielson, Riott, and DDP, as well as new SGW World Heavyweight Champion Kevin Nash have no choice but to watch helplessly as the doctors attend to Venis and we fade away to black.

END OF TRANSMISSION.