07.18.2020 + The Asylum + Nashville, Tennessee
Commentators - Mauro Ranallo, Booker T., & Renee Young
Peter Avalon makes his way out to the ring, alone, holding a book in his hand, as he starts to open the book up he quickly slams it shut and starts to talk.
[ Peter Avalon ]: Shhhh… shhhh… shhhh. May I have your attention?
The crowd continues to boo loudly.
[ Peter Avalon ] I implore you to shut your mouths and listen, as you people have no clue what you’re talking about. Booing me? Have you thought about booing the guy, who plays cops and robbers, the man who is helping cops do their jobs. Don’t you guys want to hate that guy?
The crowd continues to boo.
[ Peter Avalon ] I don’t get why, each and every week, I step out here, I work hard, I fight. And I get fed to these inbreds here in Solid Gold Wrestling. As a man who has honor, who demands respect, who checks out books for you illiterate idiots, I expected more from you.
Avalon enters the ring, as the boos pour down.
[ Peter Avalon ] Fair, fair enough. I think I understand what’s going on here. Where are we? Nashville, Tennessee? Oh you people love the police, you love your government. We are in MAGA country. Bunch of inbred hicks. Bunch of losers here in Nashville. Why are we always in Nashville?
Avalon stops to talk, as he takes in more boos, suddenly, as he puts the microphone towards his mouth, out walks Steve Blackman, and we get the opening match underway.
The two start by staring down one another, as Avalon quickly goes and starts to put a side headlock on Blackman. Blackman, quickly powers out of it, and switches into a side headlock of his own. Avalon pushes himself against the ropes to try and get out of it, but quickly drops down to one knee as Blackman powers the hold on some more.
Avalon finally gets out of the hold, by delivering some elbows to the gut of Blackman, who loosens the hold. Blackman doubles over as Avalon rushes towards him and delivers a kick to the side of the head, knocking Blackman down. Avalon goes for the cover, but Blackman quickly kicks out at one. Avalon takes a look at the referee to hurry up the count.
Blackman quickly gets up, and starts to deliver some strong stiff left and rights, and follows it up with a kick to the gut to Avalon. Avalon doubles over, and he grabs Blackman, and drops him down with a suplex. Again, Avalon goes for the cover, and gets a two count. Avalon thinks he won, and starts asking the referee to raise his hand. Avalon gets informed that the match is still going on, confusing Avalon.
Avalon turns around, and quickly gets a kick to the side of the face. Blackman makes the cover and gets the three count. Blackman gets up and celebrates the win.
+ WINNER +
The crowd continues to cheer for Blackman, when suddenly three red
balloons come up from beneath the ring. Suddenly, the lights turn
off and when they turn back on, Blackman is surrounded by Chukles
the Clown, Vincent and Tyler Bateman. Blackman squares up ready for
a fight, before Vincent starts to talk.
[ Vincent ]: Steve man, don’t worry. I ain’t here to fight ya. I ain’t
here to do anything scary to ya yet man. Nah, ya see Steve, I want
you to celebrate your victory. I want you to be proud of your
Vincent walks into the ring and stares down Blackman, before starting to talk more.
[ Vincent ] In due time man, in due time. Relax, I’m not gonna hurt ya. I want you to understand something, man. I see that you’re doing things you’re not comfortable with. You’re not happy about it. And I think, I think I can help ya. I think I can make you realize that there’s stuff better on the other side Steve.
Blackman looks on at Vincent, still confused. But Vincent continues
[ Vincent ]: Well, since you're not getting it, I’ll let ya have some time to finally get what I’m saying. I’ll be seeing ya around, Steve. Because I lie in the shadows, and in the darkest part of your mind. Ya dig what I’m saying man?
Vincent stares at Blackman some more, before laughing at him and exiting the ring. Chuckles and Bateman stand next to him as Vincent’s music starts playing. Vincent starts dancing some, before the scene fades.
We get a video that plays earlier in the day, where it starts out in the women’s locker room, as the door suddenly swings open, we see Sonya and a bottle of Coca Cola that she hasn’t drunk from yet. She looks around for a second to check out the room and the type of people around the room.
[ Sonya Deville ]: Tastes kinda flat, like Becky's chest.
Sonya smirks at her own joke and begins to look for something until
she sees the leather jacket, with the words firmly painted on saying
“I AM THE MAN” on the back of the jacket. She smirks, looking down
at the bottle in her hand and quickly speaks quietly to herself.
[ Sonya Deville ]: That’s a nice bag, Becky, be a real shame if something happens to it.
Sonya heads over to the bag of Becky’s and opens it up, placing it on the side. A few other members of the locker room clearly aren’t comfortable with this happening right in front of them, but they aren’t eager to stop it. Sonya opens up her bottle of Coca Cola, and pours it directly down into the open bag, frothing up and tarnishing it. Suddenly the locker room bathroom opens up.
[ Becky Lynch ]: Gals, I just thought of the funniest thing- wait! The fuck are you doing, chick dick?
[ Sonya Deville ]: Uh oh, I thought that was my bag, oops.
Sonya throws the bottle away, but it’s too late, it was three-quarters deep into the bag now. She heads out the door in a rather quick fashion. Becky chases after her, but Sonya quickly slams the door, to provide a bit of spacing and room to get out of dodge.
[ Becky Lynch ]: Come back here! Shit... girly the next time I see you,
you’re gonna get whooped! Whooped I tell you!
Becky heads over to her flooded bag, and sulks down onto the bench for a second, and then remembers it’d be better off to try and wash it out sooner rather than later.
[ Becky Lynch ]: Just sit there why don’t ya?! Why didn’t any of you girlies do anything?
No response, but Becky doesn’t wait for one, she heads into the bathroom to try and sort her bag from this colossal act of spite from Sonya Deville.
The camera cuts to the designated backstage area of The Asylum to a
shot of the tag team, J.O.B. Squad, who has remarkably made their
way to Nashville, Tennessee after attempting to flee the country and
go to Mexico.
Becky looks at Scarlett, who is taking her time entering the ring, and wants to sell to the crowd a bit. Becky starts to look at the referee asking for Scarlett to enter the ring. When Scarlett finally does, Becky rushes towards her and takes her down with a drop kick. Scarlett makes the quick cover, but Becky quickly kicks out before the referee can start their count.
Becky gets up and starts to place a wrist lock on Scarlett who quickly pushes herself away and grabs hold of the ropes, causing the referee to ask for a break. The referee starts to make the count and Becky breaks the count, but before yelling at the referee to let her do what she wants.
Becky takes a look around, and starts asking for the crowd's help.
Becky starts rushing towards the ropes, and she bounces herself off the ropes and she drops Scarlett down with a drop kick. Becky then starts to place some left and rights on Scarlett, but Scarlett rolls out of the ring to collect herself. Becky allows Scarlett to regroup, as the referee starts to make the count.
Scarlett gets back into the ring, and is quickly met with a Dis Arm Her from Becky. Scarlett starts to scream a bit as she is seeing her arm bend more and more. Scarlett goes towards the ropes, but Becky rolls her over, and continues to apply the pressure on the Dis Arm Her. Scarlett has no choice but to tap out, and as she does a loud snap is heard in the ring.
Becky quickly lets go, and rolls out of the ring with her hands in the air. Officials start to check on Scarlett who is screaming in a lot of pain.
+ WINNER +
We go to somewhere in the backstage area, where Dr. Cube is holding
on to someone. He stops as he notices people are staring at him,
[ Dr. Cube ]: What?! I had someone to bring this week to Shock!
The person is starting to come too and starts to scream a bit as Dr. Cube starts to talk some more.
[ Dr. Cube ]: Now, now. Let me set you down. You have yourself a big match tonight. Wouldn’t want you on wobbly legs for it.
Dr. Cube places the person down, and takes the mask off of them, its Eve Torres.
[ Eve Torres ]: My friends, Tamina and Nia Jax, will get you!
[ Dr. Cube ]: They probably forgot you had a match, to be fair I kidnapped you, and you happened to get booked.
[ Eve Torres ]: You won’t get away with this.
[ Dr. Cube ]: I’ve gotten away with much worse Eve! Now, let’s go. You
have a match to win.
Dr. Cube pushes Eve towards the front of the curtain, and tells her to get herself ready for the match. Eve sighs, and makes her way out to the ring.
Sonya takes a look at Eve and starts laughing, knowing that this might be a quick and easy job for her. Sonya takes a look over at Eve, and starts rushing towards her, grabbing her by the hair, and then quickly slamming her down. Eve starts to yell at the referee to make sure her hair doesn’t get grabbed, and the referee starts to yell at Sonya to keep it clean.
Sonya starts to take a grab of Eve’s shoulder, but the two of them
start exchanging left and rights before Sonya gets the advantage and
punches Eve in the gut, knocking her down on one knee. Sonya then
rushes back, and delivers a drop kick knocking Eve over. The cover
is made, but Eve kicks out at one, as the referee gets up and asks
them to continue to fight.
Sonya takes a look at Eve and quickly starts to scoff, and begins to
put her in a choke hold. The referee starts to count to five, asking
for Sonya to stop with the hold, but Eve switches up with a neck
lock and continues to wrench the hold more and more. Sonya gets to
the ropes and Eve lets go of the hold.
Sonya then gets up slowly, and starts to rush towards Eve with a strong drop kick to the side of her head. Sonya makes the cover, and gets a two count, before Sonya can do anything else, Becky Lynch comes back out, and places Eve in a Dis Arm Her. The referee asks for the bell, as Sonya is in disbelief. Sonya then starts to place Becky in an ankle lock as the referee continues to call for the bell.
+ WINNER +
Other officials come out to help the referee as they try to pull Becky off Eve and Sonya off Becky. The two finally break their holds and start attacking one another again, with Sonya quickly exiting out of the ring, when Becky starts to try and apply the Dis Arm Her to Sonya. Sonya starts to laugh and points to her head letting Becky know she has the smarts to get out of the hold.
We suddenly see Abyss come out from the bag and lift Eve on his shoulders. Eve is struggling once again to come to, and once she realizes what’s going on, starts screaming in disbelief. Dr. Cube makes his way back out there to make Abyss bring Eve to him.
We fade up backstage and find Kat Marino standing in front of the
SGW interview backdrop. She looks off camera with a nervous look on
her face but speaks to the camera, trying to remain as normal as
Dolph Ziggler already stands in the ring, stretching himself out. He hops up and down, seeming focused yet his face suggests a nonchalant arrogance.
Suddenly “HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” blares over the speakers, which garners a mixed reaction from the crowd. Hacksaw used to get exclusively cheers, but given his recent explicit MAGA endorsements, quite a few boos reign in.
The old man’s dressed to compete, his overly tight blue ring trunks allowing his gargantuan gut to pour out of them more than they should ever be allowed.
Otis stands behind him in street clothes, timid, as Hacksaw points threateningly towards Ziggler with his 2x4.
[ 'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan ]: HEY FELLA! You thought you’d get your hands on Otis tonight, but the fact of the matter is, my tough whippersnapper isn’t ready yet! He’s definitely not ready to handle YOU with everything on the line! With so much money at stake! ...BUT THIS YOUNG STUD IS!Duggan pushes both hands onto his hips and puffs out his chest in trademark fashion, proud of his grotesque physique. Ziggler shakes his head, repulsed.
[ 'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan ]: And I’ll tell you something else, brother! Not only can I handle the stakes, but I think we should UP THE STAKES! If ol’ HACKSAW JIM DUGGAN wins? Not only do we get to keep the one-hundred thousand BUCKS that WE FOUND, all those sexxxxxxxyyy Benny Franklins!...BUT I SAY WE MAKE IT DOUBLE OR NOTHIN’! If I win? Otis and I walk outta’ Nashville with 300 thousand!
Ziggler, still shaking his head incredulously, snags a microphone.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: ...First off? It’d be 200 thousand, dipstick. Can you even do math?
The remark baffles Duggan, who starts apparently doing math with his fingers, counting them up.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: But you know what? You got it, Hack. 200k on the line. Winner takes all. Right now.
Duggan nods, enthused. He drools everywhere he’s so eager, his tongue sticking out.
[ 'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan ]: HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!...
He marches towards the ring but before he can even fully slide in, Ziggler gives him the boots, simultaneously barking at the official to sound the bell.
'HACKSAW' JIM DUGGAN
The onslaught’s relentless as Ziggler continually stomps away. Duggan crawls to the corner and Ziggler just sustains it, grabbing onto the ropes for leverage as he stomps away at Duggan’s neck, the same area Sonya Deville weakened last week with her triangle choke on the oldtime patriot.
Duggan reaches out desperately, claiming he can’t breathe to the official, gasping for air. Ziggler doesn’t permit the official to check on him, blatantly choking out Duggan with his boot, pressing down with authority. Hacksaw grunts and coughs in agony. The official’s forced to shove Ziggler off and finally checks on Hacksaw, who can be heard saying, albeit in fragmented speech…”maybe if I were one of the coloreds you would’ve checked on me faster!”. That remark seems to repulse the official, who would possibly have stepped away even if Duggan weren’t still fit to continue.
Ziggler drags Hacksaw up by the hair, slapping him in the face a few
times. Duggan staggers back and forth, groggy and barely able to
stand. The old man’s seen way, waaaaaaaaay better days.
“The Show-Off” darts off the ropes and hits Duggan with the Zig-Zag, but for some reason doesn’t bother making the cover. He turns and points out at Otis on the outside, who fears for his beleaguered mentor. “You better not pick him out of the trash too!”, Ziggler shouts out with an embittered gaze. Ziggler re-approaches Duggan, grabbing him from behind and into a triangle choke of his own, seemingly something he learned from his buddy Sonya. Duggan waves his arms out desperately. He has no shot. He smartly taps out, possibly not as dumb as he looks. ...And acts. But even as the bell sounds, Ziggler sustains the hold, applying increasing pressure if anything. Eventually he releases.
+ WINNER +
Placated, for now anyway, Ziggler stares down remorseless at the fallen Duggan, calling for a microphone. He gets one, turning his flat gaze to Otis.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: ...So. Where were we, dipshit? Oh yeah. You now owe me 200 thousand dollars.
Ziggler chuckles, satisfied.
He nods, rotating his glare between Otis and the crowd.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: You may not know this. Or maybe you do. But at Body Count, I’m the captain of a team. And that team serves one goal, and one goal only: vindicating Dolph Ziggler.
The crowd boos.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: ...Look. I’ve only been here what? A couple months? And I’ve been relegated to this dumpster fire of a show, where delusional “superheroes” and crazies shooting bows and arrows are the supposed highlights. Where a lumbering nobody who claims he’s a detective and can’t even throw a punch...who probably knows even less moves than this idiot?
Ziggler points down at Hacksaw, who still doesn’t move.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: Somebody like HIM is one of the most popular acts. ...But then again, I guess that’s where we are in wrestling, isn’t it? ...I guess that’s just where we are. Because it isn’t that different up there is it? ...No. It isn’t. Outside of this vapid bubble of Nashville, things really AREN’T that much better. Not only is it the land of the guy with the boxhead, but you have a geriatric who can barely work as the World Champion. Sorry...who can barely walk. Hell, he can’t do EITHER ONE but THAT is supposed to be your champion?
He shakes his head, disgusted.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: I’ll tell you what, chicks and germs. I’m gonna change that. Dolph Ziggler!...is gonna change that. But it’s not because I should. It’s not because I have to. It’s not because I need to bring “revolution” to the wrestling industry or “to save it from The Origin” or “to take it from the corporate suits in charge and give it back its integrity!”....nah. It’s just because I want to. Because I deserve it. Because I am entitled to it. ...That’s a scary word, isn’t it? “Entitlement”. Anybody with a name worth anything in this business...they always say they have to be their own person. Be their own man, or own woman. But I say...that’s bullshit. If you people had any balls at all, IF ANY OF YOU HAD ANY BALLS AT ALL, THEN KEVIN NASH WOULDN’T BE THE WORLD CHAMPION!
The loudest boos yet. His face is 1000% intense. After a few beats, he exhales.
[ Dolph Ziggler ] ...Now, you gotta be asking. Who’s on my team? Who was one of my “precious” draft picks? Well, right now, I’m announcing the first man. And he’s in the ring as I speak.
He grins cunningly.
Otis, who has been concerned about Hacksaw the whole time, has been reluctant to get into the ring with Ziggler commanding it. But judging by his enraged face, he could be running out of patience.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: Hacksaw. Jim. Duggan.
Otis is not only enraged, but confused.
[ Dolph Ziggler ]: See, you have that lame-o Aldis who’s trying to draft every reject in the world just to prove he can win in spite of them, but I raise him one better. Because if I can win it all with this jackwad on my team? Then it’ll just go one step further, on top of the World Heavyweight Title gold around my waist...to prove that I have ALWAYS been the best.
Ziggler drops the microphone, satisfied, as it causes a loud thud.
Otis has finally had it, storming into the ring. But ever timely, Ziggler slides right out. The crowd jeers passionately as Otis checks on Hacksaw.
Backstage, we see Dr. Cube yelling and raising his arms like crazy
over a slow and confused Abyss. Abyss still holding on to Eve, is
quickly yelled at by Cube.
[ Dr. Cube ]: No you idiot, I told you to put her down!
Abyss listens, and slowly places her down tot he ground. With her hands tied, she quickly takes a look at Dr. Cube, who quickly starts to speak.
[ Dr. Cube ]: Silence Eve! I cannot believe you won tonight either! But, thanks to that dastardly curmudgeon, Becky Lynch here we are. So now, what? What am I going to do. I guess, now I have a reason to stick around this crummy show as well, as now I, I am your supreme being! I am now your good luck charm, something, something.
Abyss starts to smell Eve's hair, which is troubling, and quite confusing to her. She moves slowly away from Abyss, and towards Dr. Cube.
[ Dr. Cube ]: Right, now come with me Eve, and I will make you feel all the great wonders of the world. I don't know, I think that shit sounds about right. Abyss, would you quit sniffing her hair, you're embarrassing my queen!
Abyss puts his head down in shame, as the three walk off.
SARAH LOGAN vs.
Sarah Logan and Hyper Misao stare each other down in the ring, the
former crouching down against a corner turnbuckle, with Hyper Misao
glancing on concerned.
+ WINNER +
Backstage, Al Snow and Blue Meanie are in the locker room discussing the events of tonights Shock.
[ Al Snow ]: So, singles matches. Ya know Meanie, I can’t believe they’re doin’ this to us. We came in as a team. How hard is it for ol’ Jimmy to understand that.
Al turns to Meanie and starts to laugh a bit.
[ Blue Meanie ]: What’s so funny?[ Al Snow ] You, calling someone weird, that’s funny to me.
[ Blue Meanie ]: Oh.. I mean, he thinks he’s some.. I don’t even know how to put it. It just seems weird, Al.[ Al Snow ]: Well, ya can’t go for the hot tag, there’s none of that tonight.
[ Blue Meanie ]: I.. I don’t want to do this.Al puts his arm on Meanie’s shoulders.
[ Al Snow ]: Meanie, me either! I got Undertaker tonight, yet, we have to do it, because we were asked to do so.[ Blue Meanie ]: I.. I guess.
[ Al Snow ]: Plus, what’s the worst that can happen anyway?Meanie nods, as Al walks out of the locker room as the scene fades.
THE BLUE MEANIE vs.
The two get in the ring, as Meanie looks around and sees no Al Snow in sight, as he is not on the apron waiting for the tag. Matt is looking at Meanie smirking, and telling him that it’ll be wonderful, and some other weird stuff that starts to frighten Meanie a bit. Meanie goes over to Matt and starts to get a hold on him, but Matt pushes him back and starts to do the “Delete” gesture to the delight of the crowd.
Meanie looks back at his corner, to still see no Al in sight, but he quickly starts to gain some steam and starts heading towards Matt. Matt sees this and tells him to stop, which Meanie listen as Matt quickly follows up with a poke to the eye. Meanie holds his eyes as his screams in pain, and quickly gets rolled up by Matt, but Meanie quickly kicks out at one.
Meanie gets up and starts to deliver some left and rights, followed by a suplex. Meanie makes the cover, but gets a one count as he starts to scream for the referee to count faster so this can end. The referee takes a look at Meanie, and reminds him that it was only a one count. Meanie grabs Matt by the head again, and then takes a look at the turnbuckle and starts to smash his head on the turnbuckle.
The referee asks Meanie to let go of the hold, but Meanie refuses to listen. Meanie gets himself off of Matt and moves away from the corner. Meanie quickly takes a running start at Matt and knocks him down flat on the ground. Meanie smirks, and then starts the slow climb to the top rope, where Meanie then dives off, and completes the Meanie-Sault and gets the three count for the victory.
+ WINNER +
We go backstage, where Colt Cabana and Jim Cornette are just sitting
there in silence. Colt then breaks the silence by talking.
[ Colt Cabana ]: Ya’ know Jim, with me being a captain of Team Nose for
Body Count, I think I should ya’ know, get in the ring and have some
matches. What do ya’ say?
Cornette looks at Colt, and starts screaming.
[ Jim Cornette ]: YOU NO GOOD, MOTHER FUCKING IDIOTIC MOTHER FUCKER! YOU
THINK I’D LET YOU DISGRACE MY RING?!
[ Colt Cabana ]: No, I wouldn’t want to wrestle on Shock, I’d probably like to go on one of the main Solid Gold Wrestling shows.
[ Jim Cornette ]: NO! THANK YOU FUCK YOU BYE! YOU FAT TUB OF SHIT CAN’T EVEN TIE BOTH YOUR SHOES!
Colt looks down to see one of his shoes untied, suddenly, busting in is Chris Dickinson.
[ Chris Dickinson ]: GIMME FUCKIN’ DENNIS!
Cornette looks up at him, utterly disgusted.
[ Jim Cornette ]: YOU COME INTO MY FUCKING OFFICE, WITHOUT THAT FUCKING
SPEAR?! YOU CALL YOURSELF A CHAMPION?!
[ Colt Cabana ]: Uh, it’s a staff Jim.
[ Jim Cornette ]: SHUT UP FATSO! CHRIS LEMME GET THIS STRAIGHT, YOU WANT
[ Jim Cornette ]: TWO WEEKS! YOU AND EDDIE DENNIS! FOR THAT FUCKING TRIDENT!
Dickinson nods, before leaving the room. Cornette looks at Cabana and speaks.
[ Jim Cornette ]: Now that, that’s how you run a fucking show Cabana!
THE GREAT KHALI
Carlito looks over at Khali, and doesn’t know how to attack. He takes a look at the referee, who shrugs back himself and the two lock up, but it's quickly finished to the point where Khali just throws Carlito down to the mat. Carlito looks over and quickly realizes what kind of fight it's going to be and gets back on his feet.
Carlito rushes towards Khali, and quickly gets knocked down buy running into Khali. Khali smirks as he realizes there’s not much he has to do, but quickly gets poked in the eye by Carlito. Carlito gets the quick advantage, and quickly looks on and decides to deliver a drop kick, to get Khali down to one knee.
Carlito runs towards the ropes and bounces off them to deliver another drop kick knocking Khali down to the mat. Carlito makes the cover, but gets thrown over the referee before the count of one was even made. Carlito looks on annoyed, as he thought he had the advantage over Khali. Knowing that wasn’t the case, he gets back up and continues the attack.Carlito starts to try and put Khali in some sort of hold, but he cannot get his arms around Khali’s neck. Khali laughs him off and delivers a side slam, only getting a two count. Carlito then starts to look around, and wants to grab an apple from his corner, and when he turns around, he quickly is met by a Mongolian Chop from Khali, who quickly makes the cover and gets the three count for the victory.
+ WINNER +
Backstage, we’re seeing Hangman Page getting ready to go out to the ring but is quickly stopped by Carlito who is coming back from his match against Khali. Page starts to speak.
[ Hangman Page ]: Looks like ya’ had your fun out there against Khali tonight.
Carlito looks at Hangman, as he continues to speak.
[ Hangman Page ]: Why don’t ya’ watch me put short work to Eddie Dennis, and then, maybe we can have a drink or two, and I can share strategy on how to win around here.
Carlito's eyes widened.
[ Carlito ]: WIN?! You gon’ tell me how to win. Nah, das not cool. You couldn’t even beat me, cowboy!
[ Hangman Page ]: That was a fluke. I know I could beat you given a fair fight, Carlito.
[ Carlito ]: Nah, I.. I don’t think so mang.
Carlito takes a bite of an apple and spits it in the face of Hangman. Before Hangman can do anything, his theme hits as Carlito smirks.
[ Carlito ]: Good luck out dere tonight mang, I think Eddie is a bit pissed.
Hangman goes out to the ring, and we get ready for the next match.
Page is still wiping off the apple on his face, as Eddie looks on at
Page laughing a bit before the two locking up. Eddie quickly lets go
after realizing Page still has apple all over him, and asks for him
to be cleaned off before the two wrestle. Page shakes his head, and
grabs a towel and starts cleaning himself off, as he does, Eddie
drop kicks Page down, as he falls flat on his face.
Page gets in the ring, and starts to look over at Eddie who's
waiting for him to get back in. Page rushes towards Eddie, and the
two start to fire shots back and forth on one another, before Page
gets the upper hand, and slams him down hard on the mat. Eddie grabs
his face, as its starting to hurt a bit, yet Eddie gets back up and
starts to fight some more.
Eddie grabs Page by the hair and slams him down head first on the mat. Page starts to hold the back of his head, as the slam may have knocked him a bit loopy, but Page gets up and starts to fight a bit more. Page starts to take Eddie and sets him up for a fall away slam, but Eddie gets out of it and rakes Page in the eye.
Page grabs his face as he’s having trouble to see and starts to swing his arms aimlessly, as we see him struggle to land a punch. Dennis quickly rushes over to Page and delivers a drop kick, knocking Page flat off his feet. Dennis then starts laughing some before grabbing Page and picking him up before delivering a Neck Stop Driver for the three count and the victory.
+ WINNER +
We go backstage and see Al Snow preparing for his match against the Undertaker tonight. As he continues to get ready, Blue Meanie walks back in and starts to talk to Al.
[ Blue Meanie ]: That was tough!
[ Al Snow ]: I know! It looked like it was a little tough.[ Blue Meanie ]: Are you ready for tonight?
Al looks at Meanie, confused on what he’s talking about.
[ Blue Meanie ]: You told me you have a match with Undertaker tonight, main event!
[ Al Snow ]: Oh yeah, that’s right. I was wondering why I was getting ready for a match. I’m gonna miss you out there tonight.
[ Blue Meanie ]: Yeah, it’s just not going to be the same.[ Al Snow ]: Listen, we have a tag team match in two weeks.
[ Blue Meanie ]: You sure?Al Snow: No, but I’m going to make sure we are a team.
Al looks around as he continues to get ready for his match, as we go
back to the ring.
SHARK BOY vs.
Bray is slow to get into the ring, as he looks Shark Boy up and
down, and takes a look at what he has to face. Harper, Rowan and
Abadon are on each side of the ring, as they take a look at their
leader and nod in approval. Wyatt slowly makes his way to Shark Boy
and the two lock up, with Wyatt taking advantage putting Shark Boy
in a headlock.
Wyatt lets go of the hold, and he quickly smirks and starts laughing at Shark Boy, quickly stopping and asking for a microphone.
[ Bray Wyatt ]: Fish man, look at you. Look at the world around you. Now look at everything disappearing around you.
Shark Boy stares at Bray.
[ Bray Wyatt ]: Everything collapsing around you. Don’t you worry. Naw,
you don’t have to fear me fish man, but.. But I can offer you things
you never dreamed of. Join us, and let us lead you to great things.
Bray sticks his hand out, asking for Shark Boy to take his hand and
join him. Shark Boy looks at Bray, and quickly rushes to him and
drop kicks him down to the mat. Bray rolls out of the ring, and
laughs, he starts to speak once more.
[ Bray Wyatt ]: You made your choice I see, fish man. Your loss, your funeral friend.
Bray rushes back in and takes Shark Boy down with a closeline, and then starts to drop him with another closeline before Bray starts to laugh a bit, and lazily puts his foot on Shark Boy. Before the referee can count, Shark Boy kicks out, as Bray starts to get a bit more serious, dropping down to one knee and applying a side headlock.
Shark Boy gets hold of the ropes, which breaks the hold up, frustrating Bray. Bray takes a look around the ring, as the two of them lock up once again. Shark Boy pushes himself off of Bray, and hits the Stunner. Bray goes flying. Shark Boy crawls over to Bray, and covers getting the three count and victory.
+ WINNER +
Shark Boy gets up off of Bray, as the referee raises his hand. Shark Boy takes a look around, and notices Rowan, Harper and Abadon enter the ring. Abadon quickly rolls out, as she directs traffic for both Rowan and Harper to drag Bray out of the ring.
The lights go dark, and quickly turn back on as the Wyatt Family has disappeared. Shark Boy looks on and just shrugs, as he celebrates his victory.
Backstage, Carlito is shown talking with Jesus, when Hangman walks on by.
Hangman stares at Carlito, who doesn’t say a word. Carlito smirks, and we hear more from Carlito.
[ Carlito ]: Alright, alright mang. You do what chu’ want. But remember
on thing mang, I’m cooler than you, better than you, and if I
remember correctly, beat you once.
Hangman gets in Carlito’s face.
[ Hangman Page ]: THAT WAS A FLUKE.. I bet yer damn ass, ya’ can’t do it again.
[ Carlito ]: Das.. Das not cool, mang. Lemme tell ya somethin’, if chu’
can get us a match, I can show you that you.. You’re not cool.
Hangman nods as he storms off, walking away from Carlito. Carlito looks back at Jesus and starts talking.
[ Carlito ]: Interrupting Carlito? Now das no cool, mang.
The scene fades as Carlito shakes his head.
THE UNDERTAKER vs.
The Undertaker stands in the ring as Al Snow slowly makes his way in, fearful for his life. As he stares at his side of the ring, with no Meanie in sight, Al sighs and he quickly starts to go after Undertaker, who quickly moves out of the way and is met with the turnbuckle pads. Al turns around and is quickly met with some left and rights from Undertaker.
Undertaker slows down the offense, and quickly works on working over
his arm and shoulder, as he slowly starts applying pressure, as Al
starts to scream a bit in pain, asking for Undertaker to release
some of the pressure on his arm. Undertaker just applies the hold
harder as Al gets his left arm on the ropes asking for his mercy.
Al rolls out of the ring to regroup as Undertaker stands watching all sides of the ring to see what Al’s going to do next. As Al rushes back in the ring, he drops Undertaker with a drop kick, and quickly makes the cover for an one count. Undertaker shakes his head, and asks Al if that’s all he’s got, which Al just nods and says yep.
Al starts to grab Undertaker, and starts to deliver some left and rights which confuses Undertaker as he wasn’t expecting this at all. Undertaker pushes Snow off a bit, before grabbing Snow by his neck, lifting him up and delivering a Chokeslam. Undertaker then grabs the downed Snow and lifts him upside down, before going down for a Tombstone Piledriver. Undertaker covers Snow, and gets a three count as Undertaker gets a win over Snow.
+ WINNER +
We rush backstage, where we see Eddie Dennis, standing over a downed Chris Dickinson.
[ Eddie Dennis ]: See ya’ in two weeks, Christophfurrr!
The scene fades as Dickinson screams in pain as the scene fades.