Post by Vince McMahon on Jan 13, 2013 22:26:05 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents:
RAW 92
Live at: Rogers Centre, Toronto, Canada
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Dark Match: Shawn Michaels vs Mr Creed
Winner: No one
Dark Match: Mark Greenburg vs Razor Ramon
Winner: Mark Greenburg
Dark Match: Demmi-Mae vs KJ Evans
Winner: Demmi-Mae
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As the bell sounds neither man moves, each man taking a moment to stare each other down. The crowd starts to chant as Troy looks around for a moment before finally the two come together in a ferocious clash. Locking up collar and elbow, J.T.B. looks to use his strength advantage to push Troy Motor back into the corner but the pugnacious Troy quickly switches out, taking the back of J.T.B. and throwing him to the ground with a perfect waistlock takedown.
Floating across his back, he locks him in a front facelock as J.T.B. tries to push himself up to his knees but eats a vicious knee right to the skull from Troy Motor that stuns him. Troy takes the moment to grab hold of the arm and rolls through with it – looking for a quick crucifix armbar. He locks it in as J.T.B. roars in pain as the crowd looks on.
R.A. 1: Of course Troy Motor would look to score with a submission victory early in the match. There’s a reason he does things the way he does.
R.A. 2: Yes and if he breaks the arm of J.T.B. he’s going to make it a lot easier to walk out victorious.
Troy wrenches the arm as J.T.B. slams his hand on the mat, before quickly pushing his hands apart and rolling into the hold and ending up nearly in the guard of Troy before pushing right through into a mount and unleashing absolute bombs from the top, mercilessly slamming his fist into the face of Troy Motor who has seemingly no where to go.
As J.T.B. looks to throw another haymaker Troy throws his hand up in self-defence before deftly snatching the arm of J.T.B. and pulling him into him – before throwing his hips off and rolling right into a poor Kimura. It serves it’s purpose though as J.T.B. quickly rolls off of him in order to alleviate the pressure on his arm, allowing Troy to roll off the other way and quickly pop up to his feet. A minute in and the match essentially in the same position it started.
The two come together again and this time Troy decides to shoot for a double leg takedown but J.T.B. sprawls to block it, before working up to his feet and tossing Troy into the ropes. On the rebound he looks to take his head off with a lariat but Troy ducks underneath and jumps into the ropes, coming off and looking to connect with a hurricanrana – wasting no time in pulling out the stops. J.T.B. however catches him and manages to stay on his feet. Stuck in no man’s land, Troy begins to rain down punches to the skull of J.T.B. but they have little effect on him as he sends Troy thundering down, his neck snapping against the turnbuckle in the corner.
R.A. 2: You have to think the neck of Troy Motor is going to be the target of J.T.B. after a move like that.
J.T.B. doesn’t waste any time, grabbing hold of Troy as he grimaces holding onto his neck and pulls him out of the corner, only to toss him back into it – sending Troy slamming shoulder first into the turnbuckle. J.T.B. quickly ducks out of the ring and charges along the ring apron – looking to connect with a Yakuza kick on Troy and send his skull into the ring post but Troy pulls out of the way just at the nick of time, sending J.T.B. jumping off the ring apron to the floor below.
Troy uses the ropes to pull himself up straight as J.T.B. re-enters the ring. Troy fires a big right hand that partially scores before J.T.B. connects with a knee lift and tosses Troy into the ropes. On the rebound he takes him down with a big clothesline – then hits the ropes himself and connects with a yakuza kick on Troy as he tries to get to his feet.
Troy is sprawled out on the canvas and J.T.B. looks at the canvas for a moment before waving his hand at it dismissively and pulling Troy to his feet – who fires a punch right into the midsection which stuns him – allowing Troy to connect with a jawbreaker that opens J.T.B. up. Hitting the ropes hard Troy comes off and connects with a busaiku knee kick which knocks J.T.B. down to the canvas as the crowd roars.
R.A. 2: J.T.B. decided to get a little cocky there and showboat and it cost him.
R.A. 1: Cost him? Let’s be honest here Darren, you’ve got a better chance of getting laid tonight than Troy does of putting J.T.B. out.
Troy picks J.T.B. up and tosses him into the corner before following him in with a big clothesline. Pulling him out he flips him with an arm drag before getting to his feet and charging with another busaiku knee kick attempt but J.T.B. ducks out of the way of this one. Troy hits the ropes and J.T.B. looks to back body drop him but Troy counters it and tosses him with another armdrag. Rolling to his feet he flips J.T.B. again – and again – and again, before finally he gives up as Troy looks at him lying flat on his back after the fourth one in succession. J.T.B. slowly drags himself to the ropes as the crowd roars as Troy nods his head in agreement.
Troy waits for J.T.B. to get to his feet before charging and connecting with a flying forearm that sends both men flying over the top rope and crashing to the floor around ringside. It takes a moment before both are able to get to their feet and when they do Troy looks to slam J.T.B.’s face into the ring post but the man manages to arrest his momentum and save himself, before countering and slamming Troy face first into the steel ring steps.
Troy’ neck whips up before he gets slammed into it again as J.T.B. watches sadistically. Pulling Troy away from the ring steps, he feigns tossing him over the guard railing into the stands before pin-wheeling and firing him into the steel ring steps, dislodging them from their base.
R.A. 2: Troy Motor had the momentum there but J.T.B. was able to turn the tables in his favour.
J.T.B. flips up the ring apron when he comes back down Troy grabs him in a front facelock. Leaping up into the air, he pushes off of the ring post and manages to push him off as he floats over.
Troy and J.T.B. both get into the ring. Troy doesn’t give him any reprieve, grabbing hold and unleash another devastating knee to the downed opponent. With J.T.B. rocked, Troy presses him into the ropes before looking to whip him across the ring. He stops halfway through though and flips J.T.B. around and sends him back into the near ropes, allowing Troy to connect with a modified scoop slam using J.T.B.’s own momentum against him. J.T.B. arches his back in pain as Troy delivers a stiff kick to the back of the neck.
R.A. 2: There’s been a frenetic pace to this match. Neither man is giving the other an inch of breathing room.
R.A. 1: Which is surprising because I would’ve thought that Troy would’ve ran away scared by now..
Troy pulls J.T.B. to his feet and looks to connect with a Neck breaker but again J.T.B. blocks it and again Troy manages to stick the landing. When J.T.B. turns around Troy hits him with a huge roundhouse kick that sends him stumbling into the ropes. Troy immediately goes back on the attack, grabbing hold of a stunned J.T.B. as he ducks out of the ring. Pulling J.T.B. out so his legs rest on the ring ropes – Troy stands perched on the very edge of the ring apron at about a ten degree angle.
Holding him up for a second, Troy drops down, sending himself tumbling back first onto the floor at ringside – in the process however he connects with a dragon screw neck whip, snapping the neck of J.T.B. rapidly and sending it unprotected into the edge of the ring apron, before he tumbles down to the floor next to Troy as the crowd roar!
Troy gathers his breath as J.T.B. kicks the ground in pain, holding onto his neck as he thrashes about. When Troy gets to his feet he keeps a close watch on J.T.B. who finally begins to his feet. Troy hits him with a stiff right, staggering him slightly which allows Troy to get him into position, pulling him up onto the ring apron before perching him on the top rope.
Checking the alignment between the ring and J.T.B., Troy scales the top rope himself, pulling J.T.B. to his feet before locking him into a three quarters facelock. With one last look at the ring, Troy launches himself over top of J.T.B., but that last look costs him as J.T.B. wraps his legs around the ring post, hanging on while at the same time pushing Troy off, he lands split legged on the barricade as every male member of the audience grimaces with him!
R.A. 2: You have to sympathize with Troy Motor for the absolutely terrible landing.
R.A. 1: If he had anything I would but look at him; you’ve got be kidding if you think he’s not rocking a camel toe in those board shorts.
J.T.B. takes a few moments to gather himself on the top rope as Troy slowly teeters off the barricade to the floor. Content with his stamina, J.T.B. looks down at Troy as he’s just barely pushing himself up and waits for a moment until he’s almost straight before flying off the ropes and connecting with a vicious clothesline that knocks Troy down. J.T.B. looks back at the ring and at Troy getting back to his feet slowly J.T.B. goes back to Troy, now to his feet and uses his elbow, slamming it into his stomach doubling him over, before flipping him around and cracking him in the back three times, finally sending him to the ground. Looking down he raises his arm over his head before he lowers it. J.T.B. grabs a chair smiling to himself as he opens it up and sticks it right in front of Troy Motor. Taking a seat on it for a moment he slaps Troy in the face a couple of times as he talks shit before Troy defiantly reaches up and smacks J.T.B. a single time, bringing a smile to J.T.B.’s face.
As he turns back around he unleashes a vicious right hand that rocks Troy long enough, allowing J.T.B. to get up out of the chair and grab hold of Troy’s arms. Pulling them all the way back, J.T.B. lines Troy’s jaw up with the steel chair and places his boot right into the back of Troy’s skull. Troy tries to fight but it’s futile with his position as J.T.B. pauses a moment, knowing he’s in full control before rearing back once and then sending his foot plunging into Troy head.
R.A. 2: That may have just shattered the jaw of Troy Motor.
J.T.B. lets go of Troy and smiles as he sees the blood pouring from his mouth and lifts him up to his feet. Walking towards the ring he rolls Troy into the ring.
J.T.B. follows him in and doesn’t let Troy get to his feet as he delivers a swift kick to the midsection that causes Troy to gasp for air and spit up more blood in the process. Once again Troy tries to get to his feet and this time J.T.B. helps him out, pulling him up and flinging him off the ropes. On the rebound he looks to connect with a big Yakuza kick but Troy ducks it and stops on a dime. When J.T.B. turns around Troy looks to connect with an overhead kick but J.T.B. steps into it and catches the smaller man on his shoulder.
Swinging Troy, he looks to put him into position for a blockbuster but Troy manages to counter it, swinging J.T.B. around and looking for a tilt-a-whirl DDT but J.T.B. manages to reverse that as well and sends Troy into the canvas with a vicious side slam, all his weight being sent down right into the chest of Troy who immediately rolls away clutching his ribs in pain as blood continues to pour from his mouth.
J.T.B. appears content to allow Troy to relax against the ropes, taking a moment to gather his own breath before simply staring at him the crowd beginning to grow restless at the lack of action. As soon as Troy gets to his feet though J.T.B. charges him full bore, looking to take his head off with a clothesline but Troy pulls the ropes down and J.T.B. goes tumbling to the outside.
Troy looks to take advantage of J.T.B. being downed as he gets to his feet he waits for J.T.B. to rise before leaping onto the top rope, looking to connect with a springboard hurricanrana. It doesn’t work out so well for Troy though as J.T.B. reaches out and shoves the ropes, knocking Troy off balance as he once again is stuck riding the horse, clutching his loins in pain. He doesn’t stay that way long though as J.T.B. steps onto the apron and picks Troy up, driving him to the apron, with a resounding inverted D.D.T. as the crowd can’t help but pop for the action.
R.A. 1: That’ll be it for Troy Motor; look at him!
Amongst the wreckage Troy Motor isn’t moving, blood starting to dry at the corner of his mouth and his arm looks to rest at a weird angle in relation to the rest of his body. J.T.B. surveys the carnage beneath him before he shrugs his shoulders in indifference. Leaping off the apron, he picks Troy out of the wreckage and drags him back into the ring. Once J.T.B. is back inside the ring Troy reaches out and rakes him in the eyes, allowing him to have enough time to stand up and grab hold of J.T.B. in a three-quarters face lock before leaping over top of him and connecting with an inventive inverted D.D.T. of his own snapping J.T.B. against the ropes and as his backward momentum is finally arrested, the entire transfer of energy sends him tumbling to the floor as the crowd pops once again.
R.A. 2: You can never count Troy Motor out in any match.
Troy waits for J.T.B. to slowly get to his feet before hitting the far ring ropes and coming back and leaping over them, latching on and then flinging J.T.B. into the steel ring steps with a hurricanrana. With the momentum on his side, Troy continues the onslaught, grabbing hold of J.T.B. and tossing him into the barricade. As he grimaces Troy keeps the attack going, reigning right hands into the skull of J.T.B. before dragging him along the top of the barricade and pausing in front of a young fan in the front row. Pulling J.T.B.’s arms behind him, Troy eggs the kid on and the free shot is too much to pass up as the crowd roars as the blow from the kid sends J.T.B. tumbling to the ground.
Troy doesn’t give J.T.B. a chance to escape, stalking him as he crawls towards the announce table. Troy appears to have taken control of the match. Troy delivers a swift kick to the ribs of J.T.B. before turning his attention away from him J.T.B. slowly gets to his feet. J.T.B. tries to deliver a massive blow to the face of Troy Motor, already swollen to nearly double the size from the curb stomp, but instead he takes a blow across his head. The crowd roars – and grows even louder as the camera zooms in and reveals that the second blow has split J.T.B. all the way across his forehead. As J.T.B. pushes himself up Troy smiles as he prepares for another forearm, before he slams it across the face of J.T.B. who isn’t able to get his hands up to partially deflect the blow. Troy goes for another but J.T.B. blocks it with a stiff double sledge to Troys arm.
R.A. 1: Nice block there by Joey.
J.T.B. grabs Troy and lifts him into the air. Skrewdriver . . . J.T.B. looks at the downed Troy. Instead of pinning him he picks Troy up and tosses him into the corner. He walks over and picks him up placing him on the top rope. He climbs up and a few moments later hits the New Improved Stage-Dive. After a few moments he drapes his hand over Troys chest.
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Ladies and gentlemen your winner and STILL . . . INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION JOEY THE BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!
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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The arena erupts as the music of the legendary Ric Flair rips around the stadium. Flair walks out on to the stage in a black Armani suit, white shirt and black tie. He stands at the top of the ramp and does his signature, "WOOOOOOO!" and the crowd do it back to him. He walks down to the ring to a kings reception. He approaches the ramp and slowly steps up them, climbing into the ring through the second rope. He gets in to the middle of the ring and howls around the arena, "WOOOOOOOO!" to the crowd. Flair takes a microphone off of Steve Cruise and signals for the crowd to quiet down so he can speak.
Ric Flair:
Boy does it feel good to be back in a wrestling ring.
The crowd begin chanting and bowing for Flair.
Crowd:
You still got it! You still got it!
Ric Flair:
The reason I am out here in this ring is because I have got a real problem, matter of fact I have 3 problems. Number 1 - Bob Cena! Number 2 - The use of the phrase Best in the World! And number 3 - The use of the word Legend! Bob Cena, the day you became the World Heavyweight Champion, you automatically became great. Make no mistake about it, only a select few can call themselves World Champions, only a few can call themselves great. Including Bob Cena. But! I am really struglling with this whole Best in the World, shirts that you wear and everybody telling you that you are a Legend Killer. I want to know what legend that you killed! Shawn Michaels! Arguably the best performer of all time! But Shawn Michaels is no legend! Bret Hart! A legend but a man who can no longer compete at this level! Rock! A man who aspires to be a Hollywood star, a legend? I dont think so! Jim Neidhart! Nowhere near legendary status! There is one man who can walk down that aisle and look you fans dead in the eye that he is a legend, and that is ME! 16 times! 16 times! 16 times! 16 time World Heavyweight Champion! Wooooooo! Me! Bob Cena, you may be great but you will never ever beat a man like the Nature Boyyyy! Woooooooooo! You'll never be a legend killer. Great? Yes. Legend Killer? Never. B-...........
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts through the PA system and out walks the Professor of Thuganomics, Bob Cena and Crack walk out to a mixed reaction. Cena is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back and camo shorts. Crack is wearing a white Operation Fuck Up shirt with "Crack" on the back and grey McKenzie sweats. They both walk down the ramp quickly and slide into the ring. Cena takes a microphone from Steve Cruise and begins to speak to Ric.
Bob Cena:
I have no problem saying to your face Ric, you are the greatest wrestler to step foot between those ropes. You're Ric Flair! You're fucking Ric Flair! I idolised you! I looked up to you! Wooooooooooooo! You were in my heart Ric. I loved watching you. Ric Flair, you are the man. Which is why it is so tragic to see what you are now. You walk out here infront of my fans and try to tell them that I am deluded for calling myself the Legend Killer, Ric you are deluded for thinking that you are still relevant! Hell that is why you're here isnt it? You want to have your moment in the sun for one last time.
Ric Flair:
I know what you are trying to do Bob and I was beginning to like you but dont you dare speak to me like that! I am qualified to say who is the Legend Killer and who isnt and you are not it!
Bob Cena:
Listen to yourself Ric! You are nit qualified to do anything! Not anymore! The last years of your career you were no legend, you were a lapdog. You did everything and anything that Triple H told you to do. You're just a glorified cheerleader Ric!
Crowd:
Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!
Flair takes off his blazer and throws it on to the mat in anger at the young man.
Bob Cena:
You are no longer the same guy. the Limosine riding, jet flying, wheelin' dealin', kiss stealing, Wooooooooooo! Son of a gun. No more! So Ric this generation is going to remember you for one thing: Kissing Triple H's ass. And now you think that you have the right to criticise me? There is only one way that you can reclaim that legacy that you once had Ric, the legacy you lost when you rode in the backseat with Evolution; Leave my ring right now Ric!
The music of Kurt Orton blasts around the arena and disrupts poT and Flair in the intense stand off. Kurt Orton walks out to the ramp by himself, acknowledging all of his "peeps" as they cheer for him even from after what he did last night... Orton lets out his own "Wooooo!" chant before entering the ring, once again looking out at all of his peeps who attended Raw here tonight.
{"Prodigy"] Kurt Orton:
All this about legends, legend killing & who's the best in the world stopped last night after the Knights & HOA took the titles that matter most to this company... now uncle... While you might have sat back at home in the retirement chair.. thinking of what ways you can improve the company's politics... POT & I have done things that have revoultionized the business... hell all of us did both heels & faces.
Bret Hart screwed us last night, he screwed the fans last night & most of all he disgraced Canada by siding with those bastards & to be honest.. he's not the first person I know with an actual sense of heart to do that... the old man needed to jump ship anyway only to please his whore of a wife Julie.
Orton smirks & then straightens up to get on topic.
Uncle, Randy & you brought me into this company to make a name for myself... I'm already a former Thy WWE World champion & TV champion... I've seen my mistakes & moved on to higher horizons where I can see the skies calling my name, the road being still walked on & I'm gonna repeat myself from last night... I will not stop walking this Road to Glory until I'm once again the World Champion.
With that being said ... I'm done with you naitch, your another stain in a legacy I ain't even begin to complete.. As POT said... get out of the damn ring!
Cena smirks at Flair and speaks to him again.
Bob Cena:
I will say this one more time, if you know what is good for you Ric; Leave.
Flair stares in to PoT's face and shakes his head. He slaps PoT wo immeadiatly fills with rage. Despite this Cena grins at Ric, before Crack almost beheads the Nature Boy with a Clothesline. Cena stands over Flair and begins to direct the two men as they pick apart Ric. Orton and Crack stomp the hell out of Flair as PoT gets into his face screaming repeatidly at him, "Woooooooooooooooo!"
Bob Cena:
Pick that bastard up!
Crack and KO hold up Flair and Cena again gets in his face, he slaps Flair a couple of times.
Bob Cena:
How dare you
disrespect me old timer!
Cena takes a few steps back, cocks his foot and then he unleashes a ferocious left foot to the jaw of Naitch, connecting sweetly with the Legend Killa Super Kick. He pushes the two men away from him and lifts Flairs right foot, spinning him on to his stomach, he locks in the ChainLock Choke. Punishing and choking Flair, taking him to his limit, Cena screams "Wooooooooo!" again and again. PoT looks at Orton and barks an order at him again.
Bob Cena:
Punt him! Punt him!
KO looks blankly at Flair, as he backs up into the corner. He runs at Flair and smacks Flair in the temple with his right foot, knocking him out. Following the Punt, Cena lets go of the hold and the fans boo the trio. PoT whispers something to Crack and Crack leaves the ring. He takes a look under the ring apron and comes back out with a can of spray paint. He throws it to PoT and he shakes it. Bending down over Flair, Cena begins to mark his territory, writing "PoT" on to the back of the legendary Ric Flair. After he does it, he throws away the can and spits on Ric. "Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example hit sthe speakers again as the trio celebrate over the fallen Ric Flair as Monday Night Raw goes to commercial.
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Steve Cruise: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first from Belfast Ireland, weighing in at 240 pounds... The "Proffesor Of Thuganomics.... Bob Cena!!!!
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena and the crowd go insane. The "Professor of Thuganomics" Bob Cena bursts out from behind the curtain; wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back, camo shorts and his steel chain around his neck.
He is followed closely by his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up, Crack. Crack is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with red shorts.
Cena walks up to a camera man and shouts down the lens, "You make the rules! And we will break 'em!".
Cena and Crack both walk down the ramp conversing and slapping hands with the screaming fans in attendance. They reach the ring and PoT takes the chain from around his neck, folds it up and hands it to Crack; before sliding under the bottom rope. He walks around the ring doing his double horn taunt before taking his shirt off and throwing it into the crowd. Cena walks to the corner of a ring and sits down, leaning against the bottom rope.
And his opponent, from Vancover, British Columbia Canada .... weighing in at 240 pounds... he is your cuurent, reigning, defending & brand NEW Thy WWE Television Champion... he is Stalker Knight!!!!
Stalker walks down the ramp, noticing his hometown crowd & he lifts the title up high in the air... he walks into the ring & does a simple but effective title taunt before handing it to the referee.
Ding Ding Ding!
POT & Knight lock up in the center of the ring, collar & elbow tie up trying to figure out who's more banged up from their match last night... Stalker puts Cena in a chicken-wing submission hold which makes him curse in his native tongue.
He then kicks at the arm before further putting in pain with a few stomps, after that Stalker gives a smirk to the crowd, which gives Cena time to move & hit two shoulder blocks & a heel hold.
Cena locks in the Chain-lock Choke which has Stalker screaming in pain , he tries to reach to the bottom rope.... and he does!
Stalker gets up & rams his knee into the already injured arm of Cena before driving both knees into it & jumping up with a third one, he now puts Cena in a cross-arm bar which forces him to hold his breath & reach the bottom rope.
Cena now rises up but is dropped back down to the canvas with a dropkick & then put in an abdominal stretch, the crowd has a dual chant yelling "Let's go Stalker" "Let's go Cena".
Majority of the crowd overthrows the Stalker chants as Cena then breaks out of the stretch.. he then puts Stalker in another heel hold & pumps his sneakers up, getting set for the FU.
Cena waits for Stalker to get up & tries his hardest to get an FU off, but fails so he locks in another Chain-lock Choke & gets the submission victory with an extra amount of strength hanging on to it.
Your winner of the match, he is the "Proffesor of Thuganomics... Bob Cena!!!
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Steve Cruise: This next contest is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first, from St. Lopuis, Missouri... weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the "Apex Predator".... Randy Orton!
Orton walks down the ramp, cracking his neck three times & getting ready to focus on his opponent tonight which is Joe Hennig, Randy climbs up the steps & spins around only to get on the top rope, stare for a few moments into blank space & do the classic pose.
He jumps down now and awaits his opponent.
And his opponent... from Champlin, Minnesota weighing in at 227 pounds... he is Joe Hennig!
Hennig walks down the ramp wearing a white towel around his neck like his father used to do back in his day, he taunts for a minute before walking up the steps & smiling at all the people who can't be as perfect as him, Henning then gets in the ring & hangs the towel that he's going to be coming out of before awaiting the ref's instructions.
Ding Ding Ding!
The match starts off with Orton & Henning locking up in the center of the ring, Joe goes for a scoop slam but it's counter with a european uppercut by Orton, followed up with a few thrusted clotheslines.
Hennig sees another clothesline coming & counters with a belly to belly suplex before adding on with a Saito suplex and taunting to the crowd.
Hennig stops on Orton's arms before giving him a jumping knee to the skull & a arm drag, Orton gets tired of his offense comes back once again with a few thrusted clotheslines before following up with a powerslam, he looks ut to the crowd & even they know what time is it.
Orton drops down & pounds his fist into the ground, stalking Henning for the RKO but Henning counters it & it gets turned into a surpising RKO from Kurt Orton who shows up from the barricade with his friend POT, jumping the other side of the barricade.
Henning realizes the DQ was made & starts yelling at Kurt, POT clocks him in the back of the skull with his steel chain & locks in the Chainlock Choke, he yells at Orton to punt him while it's locked on & he does exactly that while yawning in boredom of the match quality.
Orton switches finishers with Cena & hits an AA on his dad, while Cena hits an Killswitch on henning as he gets up.
They both shake hands & ask for a microphone while the commerical is going on.
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"Savoir" by Skillet hits and the crowd give off a mixed reaction for "The Savoir" Jacob Senn as he enters the arena through the curtain. He makes his down the ramp with a sour look on his face. He enters the ring and poses in the corner, waiting for his opponents...
Phil: Here comes the Savoir, Don...
Don: He doesn't look to be very pleased tonight, Latio... But who would be happy about having to beat Kurt Orton yet again?
On cue, "Take Over" hits and the crowd begins to cheer as Kurt Orton bursts out from the back with AJ on his arm. He looks out in to the crowd at the top of the ramp smiling then he looks in the ring at Senn and his smile fades. KO then kisses AJ then sprints to the ring, sliding in and attacking Senn head on. The crowd goes wild as the two engage in a slug fest...
Phil: And Kurt Orton doesn't even wanna wait for Barton. He doesn't even wanna wait for this match to start!
Don: What an idiot! Some body stop this guy before he hurts himself...
Barton's music hits and the arena goes eerily quite. Both men in the ring stop fighting and look up the ramp waiting for Barton. His music continues to play for a few seconds. Thirty seconds pass and Barton still hasn't shown himself...
Phil: What's going on here, Don? Where's Barton? He knew he had this match this week...
Don: Barton's fine, don't worry, Latio... Maybe he doesn't feel like coming out here and beating both of these guys again...
The crowd begins to boo as Barton's music continues to play but he is nowhere to be found...
Phil: Dammit! Where the hell is Barton? This is the main event! What a disrespectful son of a...
Don: Watch your mouth, Latio, you moron! You know The Knights are watching! If Barton doesn't feel like working tonight, then why the hell should he?
Phil: Because it's his job, Don!
Don: He's a Knight, and the Knights do whatever the hell they want! I thought you knew that by now...
The music stops and the crowd continues to boo as both Senn and KO look up the ramp. KO is laughing but Senn takes advantage of his ring positioning and attacks KO from behind...
DING DING DING
Phil: Well, here we go. Barton or no Barton, we have a match! Senn took advantage of the situation and now is in complete control!
Don: That a boy, Jacob! Save us from another boring Kurt Orton match...
Senn strikes down KO in the corner as the crowd slowly begins to turn against him. He lays one last hard stomp to the chest then then streches his arms out beside his body, posing at the crowd. They boo, and Senn starts to lay in to KO with some wicked rights to the skull. He pulls KO up and whips in the opposite corner, following closely and when KO hits the turnbuckle, he walks right in to a Springboard Flash Kick from Jacob Senn. KO clutches his jaw and Senn goes for the cover...
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Phil: A quick kickout from KO there after a quick and amazing kick by Jacob Senn...
Don: Don't worry, he'll get him, Latio...
Senn grabs KO by the hair and pulls him up as the ref warns him. Senn shrugs it off then shoves KO back in to the corner. Kurt runs and hits a back elbow then grabs KO in a side head lock, and charges forward, going for a Running Bulldog, but KO grabs Senn as Senn jumps and spins him around, planting him with a huge Spinning Side Slam much to the delight of the crowd.
Phil: Oh my! What a reversal!
Senn gets up gingerly and KO connects with a Spinning Back Fist. Senns stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes back into another Back Fist. Senn stumbles back in to the ropes again and KO winds up and leaps at Senn hitting a Superman Punch, sending Senn flipping over the ropes and to the outside. AJ claps for her husband as the crowd does the same. KO goes over to AJ and they high five...
Don: Oh, come on! He's got to keep on him if he wants any chance of winning...
Phil: I'll have to agree with you there, Don... Jacob Senn is an amazing athlete and can pull off a win out of nowhere...
Senn slowly gets to his feet and KO charges, attempting a Baseball Slide but Senn moves, and as KO turns towards him, Senn connects with a Judgement Kick.
Phil: Speaking of out of nowhere! Judgement right to the jaw of the "Prodigy" Kurt Orton!
Don: A beautiful kick, Latio... Nobody saw that coming! Get him in the ring, Jacob!
The ref has reached a count of four by this time and Senn has slid back in to the ring and is ascending the top rope. KO Claws his way back up as the crowd and AJ cheer him on. KO back up and Senn leaps off the top rope laying KO and himself out with a Diving Moonsault to the outside....
Phil: OH MY! Two of the best in the game today putting their bodies on the line here tonight for all of our enjoyment...
Don: Listen to these Thy WWE fans, Latio...
THY! THY! THY! THY! THY! THY!
Senn back up now and ref's count has reached seven. Senn pulls KO up and rolls him in the ring and follows suit. Senn with a cover...
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Phil: That was a close on, Don, but you have to wonder if Senn had hit that Moonsault in the ring... Would this match be over?
Don: It would have been over for sure, Latio. KO can't kick out after a move like that in the ring...
Senn pulls KO up again then sets up for the Twist of Fate, but KO pushes him off. Senn tries to keep on the offensive with a Clothesline but KO ducks it and garbs hold of Senn's waist, hoisting him up backwards and delivering a German Suplex with a bridge...
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Kickout!
Phil: Such explosiveness in this match... I thought KO had him there, Don!
Don: KO doesn't have shit, Latio!
Phil: Watch your language, Don! Kids are watching this!
Don: Well, I hope they play close attention to Kurt orton losing yet again here tonight to the Savoir... Kurt Orton is the running gag of Thy WWE and everybody knows it. Everybody but Kurt Orton, that is...
Phil: That's enough! Kurt Orton pours his heart and soul in thy WWE night in and night out. Here's a former Television Champion. He's a former World Champion for crying out loud! He's Mistir Money in the Bank! Explain to me how Kurt Orton is a joke! He's a bright star in the future of Thy WWE even after so much success in the early stages of his career.
Don: He's a fluke, Latio, come on... You're smarter than this! You can't see that he's just another flash in the pan?
Phil: Flash in the pan!? He's going for the World Championship at our next Pay-per-view! He has a chance to win his second, not first, World Title! Kurt Orton is the real deal, and people need to start to realize this... The more people try to hold him down, the stronger he'll become, Don...
Don: He sucks, Latio... Plain and simple, and there's no way he's gonna take that World Title off of our Champion, Beno... The rule of the Knights is in full effect, and it's gonna stay that way for a long time. Mark my words, Latio!
Phil: Let's just call the damn match!
While Don and Phil were talking, KO had Senn in a rest hold and now Senn is starting to fight back. He elbows KO in the gut a few times to break free then sprints towards the ropes and bounces off. As Senn comes back, KO connects out of nowhere once again with a Spin Kick to the lips. AJ starts to jump up and down on the outside as KO climbs the turnbuckle. He looks out in to the crowd for his peeps and they cheer him on. KO jumps off for a Diving Elbow but Senn rolls out of the way at the last second. Kurt hits hard, and Senn struggles to get to his feet and climbs up to the top rope himself. He pauses at the top then dives off aiming for the Revelation... And hits it!
Don: YES! Revelation by Jacob Senn! It`s over!
Phil: Senn looks winded...
Senn struggles to catch his breath for a few seconds, then crawls over, pinning KO...
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A huge pop from the crowd to the near fall and Senn is in shock...
Phil: That was close as hell! that second it took Senn to catch his breath was all the time KO needed to muster up the strength to kick out of that amazing move from Jacob Senn!
Don: Dammit! Come on, Senn, you idiot!
Senn grabs KO and whips him in the corner. Then he sets up for a Spear. Senn charges full steam at KO but KO moves and Senn drives his own shoulder in to the ring post. Senn garbs his shoulder in pain and turns around just as KO flies at him, hitting him square in the jaw with a knee. Then KO garbs Senn`s head and runs forward hitting a Running Bulldog. The crowd is going wild... AJ is going wild... KO is going wild... Senn slowly back up as KO yells at him to get up. KO then grabs a hold of Senn`s head in a Guillotine choke. Then he lock is arm in to an arm bar and takes him down to the mat. The crowd is deafening as Jacob Senn struggles for a few seconds until KO cinches it in and Senn has no choice but to tap out from the pain...
DING DING DING
Don: NO! Dammit, Senn... DAMMIT ORTON! I hate that guy!
Phil: well, these fans here in attendance love Kurt Orton here tonight, and I don't blame then one bit... An excellent showing from Kurt Orton and he showed us once again why he deserves to be in the main event and fight for the World Title coming up in a couple months!
RAW 92
Live at: Rogers Centre, Toronto, Canada
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Dark Match: Shawn Michaels vs Mr Creed
Winner: No one
Dark Match: Mark Greenburg vs Razor Ramon
Winner: Mark Greenburg
Dark Match: Demmi-Mae vs KJ Evans
Winner: Demmi-Mae
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A Celebration Only For Knights
-----Beno insert segment here----------
Match One (IC Championship): Joey the Bastard (c) vs Troy Motor
As the bell sounds neither man moves, each man taking a moment to stare each other down. The crowd starts to chant as Troy looks around for a moment before finally the two come together in a ferocious clash. Locking up collar and elbow, J.T.B. looks to use his strength advantage to push Troy Motor back into the corner but the pugnacious Troy quickly switches out, taking the back of J.T.B. and throwing him to the ground with a perfect waistlock takedown.
Floating across his back, he locks him in a front facelock as J.T.B. tries to push himself up to his knees but eats a vicious knee right to the skull from Troy Motor that stuns him. Troy takes the moment to grab hold of the arm and rolls through with it – looking for a quick crucifix armbar. He locks it in as J.T.B. roars in pain as the crowd looks on.
R.A. 1: Of course Troy Motor would look to score with a submission victory early in the match. There’s a reason he does things the way he does.
R.A. 2: Yes and if he breaks the arm of J.T.B. he’s going to make it a lot easier to walk out victorious.
Troy wrenches the arm as J.T.B. slams his hand on the mat, before quickly pushing his hands apart and rolling into the hold and ending up nearly in the guard of Troy before pushing right through into a mount and unleashing absolute bombs from the top, mercilessly slamming his fist into the face of Troy Motor who has seemingly no where to go.
As J.T.B. looks to throw another haymaker Troy throws his hand up in self-defence before deftly snatching the arm of J.T.B. and pulling him into him – before throwing his hips off and rolling right into a poor Kimura. It serves it’s purpose though as J.T.B. quickly rolls off of him in order to alleviate the pressure on his arm, allowing Troy to roll off the other way and quickly pop up to his feet. A minute in and the match essentially in the same position it started.
The two come together again and this time Troy decides to shoot for a double leg takedown but J.T.B. sprawls to block it, before working up to his feet and tossing Troy into the ropes. On the rebound he looks to take his head off with a lariat but Troy ducks underneath and jumps into the ropes, coming off and looking to connect with a hurricanrana – wasting no time in pulling out the stops. J.T.B. however catches him and manages to stay on his feet. Stuck in no man’s land, Troy begins to rain down punches to the skull of J.T.B. but they have little effect on him as he sends Troy thundering down, his neck snapping against the turnbuckle in the corner.
R.A. 2: You have to think the neck of Troy Motor is going to be the target of J.T.B. after a move like that.
J.T.B. doesn’t waste any time, grabbing hold of Troy as he grimaces holding onto his neck and pulls him out of the corner, only to toss him back into it – sending Troy slamming shoulder first into the turnbuckle. J.T.B. quickly ducks out of the ring and charges along the ring apron – looking to connect with a Yakuza kick on Troy and send his skull into the ring post but Troy pulls out of the way just at the nick of time, sending J.T.B. jumping off the ring apron to the floor below.
Troy uses the ropes to pull himself up straight as J.T.B. re-enters the ring. Troy fires a big right hand that partially scores before J.T.B. connects with a knee lift and tosses Troy into the ropes. On the rebound he takes him down with a big clothesline – then hits the ropes himself and connects with a yakuza kick on Troy as he tries to get to his feet.
Troy is sprawled out on the canvas and J.T.B. looks at the canvas for a moment before waving his hand at it dismissively and pulling Troy to his feet – who fires a punch right into the midsection which stuns him – allowing Troy to connect with a jawbreaker that opens J.T.B. up. Hitting the ropes hard Troy comes off and connects with a busaiku knee kick which knocks J.T.B. down to the canvas as the crowd roars.
R.A. 2: J.T.B. decided to get a little cocky there and showboat and it cost him.
R.A. 1: Cost him? Let’s be honest here Darren, you’ve got a better chance of getting laid tonight than Troy does of putting J.T.B. out.
Troy picks J.T.B. up and tosses him into the corner before following him in with a big clothesline. Pulling him out he flips him with an arm drag before getting to his feet and charging with another busaiku knee kick attempt but J.T.B. ducks out of the way of this one. Troy hits the ropes and J.T.B. looks to back body drop him but Troy counters it and tosses him with another armdrag. Rolling to his feet he flips J.T.B. again – and again – and again, before finally he gives up as Troy looks at him lying flat on his back after the fourth one in succession. J.T.B. slowly drags himself to the ropes as the crowd roars as Troy nods his head in agreement.
Troy waits for J.T.B. to get to his feet before charging and connecting with a flying forearm that sends both men flying over the top rope and crashing to the floor around ringside. It takes a moment before both are able to get to their feet and when they do Troy looks to slam J.T.B.’s face into the ring post but the man manages to arrest his momentum and save himself, before countering and slamming Troy face first into the steel ring steps.
Troy’ neck whips up before he gets slammed into it again as J.T.B. watches sadistically. Pulling Troy away from the ring steps, he feigns tossing him over the guard railing into the stands before pin-wheeling and firing him into the steel ring steps, dislodging them from their base.
R.A. 2: Troy Motor had the momentum there but J.T.B. was able to turn the tables in his favour.
J.T.B. flips up the ring apron when he comes back down Troy grabs him in a front facelock. Leaping up into the air, he pushes off of the ring post and manages to push him off as he floats over.
Troy and J.T.B. both get into the ring. Troy doesn’t give him any reprieve, grabbing hold and unleash another devastating knee to the downed opponent. With J.T.B. rocked, Troy presses him into the ropes before looking to whip him across the ring. He stops halfway through though and flips J.T.B. around and sends him back into the near ropes, allowing Troy to connect with a modified scoop slam using J.T.B.’s own momentum against him. J.T.B. arches his back in pain as Troy delivers a stiff kick to the back of the neck.
R.A. 2: There’s been a frenetic pace to this match. Neither man is giving the other an inch of breathing room.
R.A. 1: Which is surprising because I would’ve thought that Troy would’ve ran away scared by now..
Troy pulls J.T.B. to his feet and looks to connect with a Neck breaker but again J.T.B. blocks it and again Troy manages to stick the landing. When J.T.B. turns around Troy hits him with a huge roundhouse kick that sends him stumbling into the ropes. Troy immediately goes back on the attack, grabbing hold of a stunned J.T.B. as he ducks out of the ring. Pulling J.T.B. out so his legs rest on the ring ropes – Troy stands perched on the very edge of the ring apron at about a ten degree angle.
Holding him up for a second, Troy drops down, sending himself tumbling back first onto the floor at ringside – in the process however he connects with a dragon screw neck whip, snapping the neck of J.T.B. rapidly and sending it unprotected into the edge of the ring apron, before he tumbles down to the floor next to Troy as the crowd roar!
Troy gathers his breath as J.T.B. kicks the ground in pain, holding onto his neck as he thrashes about. When Troy gets to his feet he keeps a close watch on J.T.B. who finally begins to his feet. Troy hits him with a stiff right, staggering him slightly which allows Troy to get him into position, pulling him up onto the ring apron before perching him on the top rope.
Checking the alignment between the ring and J.T.B., Troy scales the top rope himself, pulling J.T.B. to his feet before locking him into a three quarters facelock. With one last look at the ring, Troy launches himself over top of J.T.B., but that last look costs him as J.T.B. wraps his legs around the ring post, hanging on while at the same time pushing Troy off, he lands split legged on the barricade as every male member of the audience grimaces with him!
R.A. 2: You have to sympathize with Troy Motor for the absolutely terrible landing.
R.A. 1: If he had anything I would but look at him; you’ve got be kidding if you think he’s not rocking a camel toe in those board shorts.
J.T.B. takes a few moments to gather himself on the top rope as Troy slowly teeters off the barricade to the floor. Content with his stamina, J.T.B. looks down at Troy as he’s just barely pushing himself up and waits for a moment until he’s almost straight before flying off the ropes and connecting with a vicious clothesline that knocks Troy down. J.T.B. looks back at the ring and at Troy getting back to his feet slowly J.T.B. goes back to Troy, now to his feet and uses his elbow, slamming it into his stomach doubling him over, before flipping him around and cracking him in the back three times, finally sending him to the ground. Looking down he raises his arm over his head before he lowers it. J.T.B. grabs a chair smiling to himself as he opens it up and sticks it right in front of Troy Motor. Taking a seat on it for a moment he slaps Troy in the face a couple of times as he talks shit before Troy defiantly reaches up and smacks J.T.B. a single time, bringing a smile to J.T.B.’s face.
As he turns back around he unleashes a vicious right hand that rocks Troy long enough, allowing J.T.B. to get up out of the chair and grab hold of Troy’s arms. Pulling them all the way back, J.T.B. lines Troy’s jaw up with the steel chair and places his boot right into the back of Troy’s skull. Troy tries to fight but it’s futile with his position as J.T.B. pauses a moment, knowing he’s in full control before rearing back once and then sending his foot plunging into Troy head.
R.A. 2: That may have just shattered the jaw of Troy Motor.
J.T.B. lets go of Troy and smiles as he sees the blood pouring from his mouth and lifts him up to his feet. Walking towards the ring he rolls Troy into the ring.
J.T.B. follows him in and doesn’t let Troy get to his feet as he delivers a swift kick to the midsection that causes Troy to gasp for air and spit up more blood in the process. Once again Troy tries to get to his feet and this time J.T.B. helps him out, pulling him up and flinging him off the ropes. On the rebound he looks to connect with a big Yakuza kick but Troy ducks it and stops on a dime. When J.T.B. turns around Troy looks to connect with an overhead kick but J.T.B. steps into it and catches the smaller man on his shoulder.
Swinging Troy, he looks to put him into position for a blockbuster but Troy manages to counter it, swinging J.T.B. around and looking for a tilt-a-whirl DDT but J.T.B. manages to reverse that as well and sends Troy into the canvas with a vicious side slam, all his weight being sent down right into the chest of Troy who immediately rolls away clutching his ribs in pain as blood continues to pour from his mouth.
J.T.B. appears content to allow Troy to relax against the ropes, taking a moment to gather his own breath before simply staring at him the crowd beginning to grow restless at the lack of action. As soon as Troy gets to his feet though J.T.B. charges him full bore, looking to take his head off with a clothesline but Troy pulls the ropes down and J.T.B. goes tumbling to the outside.
Troy looks to take advantage of J.T.B. being downed as he gets to his feet he waits for J.T.B. to rise before leaping onto the top rope, looking to connect with a springboard hurricanrana. It doesn’t work out so well for Troy though as J.T.B. reaches out and shoves the ropes, knocking Troy off balance as he once again is stuck riding the horse, clutching his loins in pain. He doesn’t stay that way long though as J.T.B. steps onto the apron and picks Troy up, driving him to the apron, with a resounding inverted D.D.T. as the crowd can’t help but pop for the action.
R.A. 1: That’ll be it for Troy Motor; look at him!
Amongst the wreckage Troy Motor isn’t moving, blood starting to dry at the corner of his mouth and his arm looks to rest at a weird angle in relation to the rest of his body. J.T.B. surveys the carnage beneath him before he shrugs his shoulders in indifference. Leaping off the apron, he picks Troy out of the wreckage and drags him back into the ring. Once J.T.B. is back inside the ring Troy reaches out and rakes him in the eyes, allowing him to have enough time to stand up and grab hold of J.T.B. in a three-quarters face lock before leaping over top of him and connecting with an inventive inverted D.D.T. of his own snapping J.T.B. against the ropes and as his backward momentum is finally arrested, the entire transfer of energy sends him tumbling to the floor as the crowd pops once again.
R.A. 2: You can never count Troy Motor out in any match.
Troy waits for J.T.B. to slowly get to his feet before hitting the far ring ropes and coming back and leaping over them, latching on and then flinging J.T.B. into the steel ring steps with a hurricanrana. With the momentum on his side, Troy continues the onslaught, grabbing hold of J.T.B. and tossing him into the barricade. As he grimaces Troy keeps the attack going, reigning right hands into the skull of J.T.B. before dragging him along the top of the barricade and pausing in front of a young fan in the front row. Pulling J.T.B.’s arms behind him, Troy eggs the kid on and the free shot is too much to pass up as the crowd roars as the blow from the kid sends J.T.B. tumbling to the ground.
Troy doesn’t give J.T.B. a chance to escape, stalking him as he crawls towards the announce table. Troy appears to have taken control of the match. Troy delivers a swift kick to the ribs of J.T.B. before turning his attention away from him J.T.B. slowly gets to his feet. J.T.B. tries to deliver a massive blow to the face of Troy Motor, already swollen to nearly double the size from the curb stomp, but instead he takes a blow across his head. The crowd roars – and grows even louder as the camera zooms in and reveals that the second blow has split J.T.B. all the way across his forehead. As J.T.B. pushes himself up Troy smiles as he prepares for another forearm, before he slams it across the face of J.T.B. who isn’t able to get his hands up to partially deflect the blow. Troy goes for another but J.T.B. blocks it with a stiff double sledge to Troys arm.
R.A. 1: Nice block there by Joey.
J.T.B. grabs Troy and lifts him into the air. Skrewdriver . . . J.T.B. looks at the downed Troy. Instead of pinning him he picks Troy up and tosses him into the corner. He walks over and picks him up placing him on the top rope. He climbs up and a few moments later hits the New Improved Stage-Dive. After a few moments he drapes his hand over Troys chest.
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Winner: Joey The Bastard!
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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The arena erupts as the music of the legendary Ric Flair rips around the stadium. Flair walks out on to the stage in a black Armani suit, white shirt and black tie. He stands at the top of the ramp and does his signature, "WOOOOOOO!" and the crowd do it back to him. He walks down to the ring to a kings reception. He approaches the ramp and slowly steps up them, climbing into the ring through the second rope. He gets in to the middle of the ring and howls around the arena, "WOOOOOOOO!" to the crowd. Flair takes a microphone off of Steve Cruise and signals for the crowd to quiet down so he can speak.
Ric Flair:
Boy does it feel good to be back in a wrestling ring.
The crowd begin chanting and bowing for Flair.
Crowd:
You still got it! You still got it!
Ric Flair:
The reason I am out here in this ring is because I have got a real problem, matter of fact I have 3 problems. Number 1 - Bob Cena! Number 2 - The use of the phrase Best in the World! And number 3 - The use of the word Legend! Bob Cena, the day you became the World Heavyweight Champion, you automatically became great. Make no mistake about it, only a select few can call themselves World Champions, only a few can call themselves great. Including Bob Cena. But! I am really struglling with this whole Best in the World, shirts that you wear and everybody telling you that you are a Legend Killer. I want to know what legend that you killed! Shawn Michaels! Arguably the best performer of all time! But Shawn Michaels is no legend! Bret Hart! A legend but a man who can no longer compete at this level! Rock! A man who aspires to be a Hollywood star, a legend? I dont think so! Jim Neidhart! Nowhere near legendary status! There is one man who can walk down that aisle and look you fans dead in the eye that he is a legend, and that is ME! 16 times! 16 times! 16 times! 16 time World Heavyweight Champion! Wooooooo! Me! Bob Cena, you may be great but you will never ever beat a man like the Nature Boyyyy! Woooooooooo! You'll never be a legend killer. Great? Yes. Legend Killer? Never. B-...........
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts through the PA system and out walks the Professor of Thuganomics, Bob Cena and Crack walk out to a mixed reaction. Cena is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back and camo shorts. Crack is wearing a white Operation Fuck Up shirt with "Crack" on the back and grey McKenzie sweats. They both walk down the ramp quickly and slide into the ring. Cena takes a microphone from Steve Cruise and begins to speak to Ric.
Bob Cena:
I have no problem saying to your face Ric, you are the greatest wrestler to step foot between those ropes. You're Ric Flair! You're fucking Ric Flair! I idolised you! I looked up to you! Wooooooooooooo! You were in my heart Ric. I loved watching you. Ric Flair, you are the man. Which is why it is so tragic to see what you are now. You walk out here infront of my fans and try to tell them that I am deluded for calling myself the Legend Killer, Ric you are deluded for thinking that you are still relevant! Hell that is why you're here isnt it? You want to have your moment in the sun for one last time.
Ric Flair:
I know what you are trying to do Bob and I was beginning to like you but dont you dare speak to me like that! I am qualified to say who is the Legend Killer and who isnt and you are not it!
Bob Cena:
Listen to yourself Ric! You are nit qualified to do anything! Not anymore! The last years of your career you were no legend, you were a lapdog. You did everything and anything that Triple H told you to do. You're just a glorified cheerleader Ric!
Crowd:
Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!
Flair takes off his blazer and throws it on to the mat in anger at the young man.
Bob Cena:
You are no longer the same guy. the Limosine riding, jet flying, wheelin' dealin', kiss stealing, Wooooooooooo! Son of a gun. No more! So Ric this generation is going to remember you for one thing: Kissing Triple H's ass. And now you think that you have the right to criticise me? There is only one way that you can reclaim that legacy that you once had Ric, the legacy you lost when you rode in the backseat with Evolution; Leave my ring right now Ric!
The music of Kurt Orton blasts around the arena and disrupts poT and Flair in the intense stand off. Kurt Orton walks out to the ramp by himself, acknowledging all of his "peeps" as they cheer for him even from after what he did last night... Orton lets out his own "Wooooo!" chant before entering the ring, once again looking out at all of his peeps who attended Raw here tonight.
{"Prodigy"] Kurt Orton:
All this about legends, legend killing & who's the best in the world stopped last night after the Knights & HOA took the titles that matter most to this company... now uncle... While you might have sat back at home in the retirement chair.. thinking of what ways you can improve the company's politics... POT & I have done things that have revoultionized the business... hell all of us did both heels & faces.
Bret Hart screwed us last night, he screwed the fans last night & most of all he disgraced Canada by siding with those bastards & to be honest.. he's not the first person I know with an actual sense of heart to do that... the old man needed to jump ship anyway only to please his whore of a wife Julie.
Orton smirks & then straightens up to get on topic.
Uncle, Randy & you brought me into this company to make a name for myself... I'm already a former Thy WWE World champion & TV champion... I've seen my mistakes & moved on to higher horizons where I can see the skies calling my name, the road being still walked on & I'm gonna repeat myself from last night... I will not stop walking this Road to Glory until I'm once again the World Champion.
With that being said ... I'm done with you naitch, your another stain in a legacy I ain't even begin to complete.. As POT said... get out of the damn ring!
Cena smirks at Flair and speaks to him again.
Bob Cena:
I will say this one more time, if you know what is good for you Ric; Leave.
Flair stares in to PoT's face and shakes his head. He slaps PoT wo immeadiatly fills with rage. Despite this Cena grins at Ric, before Crack almost beheads the Nature Boy with a Clothesline. Cena stands over Flair and begins to direct the two men as they pick apart Ric. Orton and Crack stomp the hell out of Flair as PoT gets into his face screaming repeatidly at him, "Woooooooooooooooo!"
Bob Cena:
Pick that bastard up!
Crack and KO hold up Flair and Cena again gets in his face, he slaps Flair a couple of times.
Bob Cena:
How dare you
disrespect me old timer!
Cena takes a few steps back, cocks his foot and then he unleashes a ferocious left foot to the jaw of Naitch, connecting sweetly with the Legend Killa Super Kick. He pushes the two men away from him and lifts Flairs right foot, spinning him on to his stomach, he locks in the ChainLock Choke. Punishing and choking Flair, taking him to his limit, Cena screams "Wooooooooo!" again and again. PoT looks at Orton and barks an order at him again.
Bob Cena:
Punt him! Punt him!
KO looks blankly at Flair, as he backs up into the corner. He runs at Flair and smacks Flair in the temple with his right foot, knocking him out. Following the Punt, Cena lets go of the hold and the fans boo the trio. PoT whispers something to Crack and Crack leaves the ring. He takes a look under the ring apron and comes back out with a can of spray paint. He throws it to PoT and he shakes it. Bending down over Flair, Cena begins to mark his territory, writing "PoT" on to the back of the legendary Ric Flair. After he does it, he throws away the can and spits on Ric. "Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example hit sthe speakers again as the trio celebrate over the fallen Ric Flair as Monday Night Raw goes to commercial.
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Match Two: Stalker Knight vs Professor of Thug-a-nomics
Steve Cruise: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first from Belfast Ireland, weighing in at 240 pounds... The "Proffesor Of Thuganomics.... Bob Cena!!!!
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena and the crowd go insane. The "Professor of Thuganomics" Bob Cena bursts out from behind the curtain; wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back, camo shorts and his steel chain around his neck.
He is followed closely by his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up, Crack. Crack is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with red shorts.
Cena walks up to a camera man and shouts down the lens, "You make the rules! And we will break 'em!".
Cena and Crack both walk down the ramp conversing and slapping hands with the screaming fans in attendance. They reach the ring and PoT takes the chain from around his neck, folds it up and hands it to Crack; before sliding under the bottom rope. He walks around the ring doing his double horn taunt before taking his shirt off and throwing it into the crowd. Cena walks to the corner of a ring and sits down, leaning against the bottom rope.
And his opponent, from Vancover, British Columbia Canada .... weighing in at 240 pounds... he is your cuurent, reigning, defending & brand NEW Thy WWE Television Champion... he is Stalker Knight!!!!
Stalker walks down the ramp, noticing his hometown crowd & he lifts the title up high in the air... he walks into the ring & does a simple but effective title taunt before handing it to the referee.
Ding Ding Ding!
POT & Knight lock up in the center of the ring, collar & elbow tie up trying to figure out who's more banged up from their match last night... Stalker puts Cena in a chicken-wing submission hold which makes him curse in his native tongue.
He then kicks at the arm before further putting in pain with a few stomps, after that Stalker gives a smirk to the crowd, which gives Cena time to move & hit two shoulder blocks & a heel hold.
Cena locks in the Chain-lock Choke which has Stalker screaming in pain , he tries to reach to the bottom rope.... and he does!
Stalker gets up & rams his knee into the already injured arm of Cena before driving both knees into it & jumping up with a third one, he now puts Cena in a cross-arm bar which forces him to hold his breath & reach the bottom rope.
Cena now rises up but is dropped back down to the canvas with a dropkick & then put in an abdominal stretch, the crowd has a dual chant yelling "Let's go Stalker" "Let's go Cena".
Majority of the crowd overthrows the Stalker chants as Cena then breaks out of the stretch.. he then puts Stalker in another heel hold & pumps his sneakers up, getting set for the FU.
Cena waits for Stalker to get up & tries his hardest to get an FU off, but fails so he locks in another Chain-lock Choke & gets the submission victory with an extra amount of strength hanging on to it.
Your winner of the match, he is the "Proffesor of Thuganomics... Bob Cena!!!
Winner: POT via Submission
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Match Three: Randy Orton vs Joe Hennig
Steve Cruise: This next contest is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first, from St. Lopuis, Missouri... weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the "Apex Predator".... Randy Orton!
Orton walks down the ramp, cracking his neck three times & getting ready to focus on his opponent tonight which is Joe Hennig, Randy climbs up the steps & spins around only to get on the top rope, stare for a few moments into blank space & do the classic pose.
He jumps down now and awaits his opponent.
And his opponent... from Champlin, Minnesota weighing in at 227 pounds... he is Joe Hennig!
Hennig walks down the ramp wearing a white towel around his neck like his father used to do back in his day, he taunts for a minute before walking up the steps & smiling at all the people who can't be as perfect as him, Henning then gets in the ring & hangs the towel that he's going to be coming out of before awaiting the ref's instructions.
Ding Ding Ding!
The match starts off with Orton & Henning locking up in the center of the ring, Joe goes for a scoop slam but it's counter with a european uppercut by Orton, followed up with a few thrusted clotheslines.
Hennig sees another clothesline coming & counters with a belly to belly suplex before adding on with a Saito suplex and taunting to the crowd.
Hennig stops on Orton's arms before giving him a jumping knee to the skull & a arm drag, Orton gets tired of his offense comes back once again with a few thrusted clotheslines before following up with a powerslam, he looks ut to the crowd & even they know what time is it.
Orton drops down & pounds his fist into the ground, stalking Henning for the RKO but Henning counters it & it gets turned into a surpising RKO from Kurt Orton who shows up from the barricade with his friend POT, jumping the other side of the barricade.
Henning realizes the DQ was made & starts yelling at Kurt, POT clocks him in the back of the skull with his steel chain & locks in the Chainlock Choke, he yells at Orton to punt him while it's locked on & he does exactly that while yawning in boredom of the match quality.
Orton switches finishers with Cena & hits an AA on his dad, while Cena hits an Killswitch on henning as he gets up.
They both shake hands & ask for a microphone while the commerical is going on.
Result: NO Winner is delcared due to DQ
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Main Event: Barton vs K. Orton vs Jacob Senn
"Savoir" by Skillet hits and the crowd give off a mixed reaction for "The Savoir" Jacob Senn as he enters the arena through the curtain. He makes his down the ramp with a sour look on his face. He enters the ring and poses in the corner, waiting for his opponents...
Phil: Here comes the Savoir, Don...
Don: He doesn't look to be very pleased tonight, Latio... But who would be happy about having to beat Kurt Orton yet again?
On cue, "Take Over" hits and the crowd begins to cheer as Kurt Orton bursts out from the back with AJ on his arm. He looks out in to the crowd at the top of the ramp smiling then he looks in the ring at Senn and his smile fades. KO then kisses AJ then sprints to the ring, sliding in and attacking Senn head on. The crowd goes wild as the two engage in a slug fest...
Phil: And Kurt Orton doesn't even wanna wait for Barton. He doesn't even wanna wait for this match to start!
Don: What an idiot! Some body stop this guy before he hurts himself...
Barton's music hits and the arena goes eerily quite. Both men in the ring stop fighting and look up the ramp waiting for Barton. His music continues to play for a few seconds. Thirty seconds pass and Barton still hasn't shown himself...
Phil: What's going on here, Don? Where's Barton? He knew he had this match this week...
Don: Barton's fine, don't worry, Latio... Maybe he doesn't feel like coming out here and beating both of these guys again...
The crowd begins to boo as Barton's music continues to play but he is nowhere to be found...
Phil: Dammit! Where the hell is Barton? This is the main event! What a disrespectful son of a...
Don: Watch your mouth, Latio, you moron! You know The Knights are watching! If Barton doesn't feel like working tonight, then why the hell should he?
Phil: Because it's his job, Don!
Don: He's a Knight, and the Knights do whatever the hell they want! I thought you knew that by now...
The music stops and the crowd continues to boo as both Senn and KO look up the ramp. KO is laughing but Senn takes advantage of his ring positioning and attacks KO from behind...
DING DING DING
Phil: Well, here we go. Barton or no Barton, we have a match! Senn took advantage of the situation and now is in complete control!
Don: That a boy, Jacob! Save us from another boring Kurt Orton match...
Senn strikes down KO in the corner as the crowd slowly begins to turn against him. He lays one last hard stomp to the chest then then streches his arms out beside his body, posing at the crowd. They boo, and Senn starts to lay in to KO with some wicked rights to the skull. He pulls KO up and whips in the opposite corner, following closely and when KO hits the turnbuckle, he walks right in to a Springboard Flash Kick from Jacob Senn. KO clutches his jaw and Senn goes for the cover...
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Kickout
Phil: A quick kickout from KO there after a quick and amazing kick by Jacob Senn...
Don: Don't worry, he'll get him, Latio...
Senn grabs KO by the hair and pulls him up as the ref warns him. Senn shrugs it off then shoves KO back in to the corner. Kurt runs and hits a back elbow then grabs KO in a side head lock, and charges forward, going for a Running Bulldog, but KO grabs Senn as Senn jumps and spins him around, planting him with a huge Spinning Side Slam much to the delight of the crowd.
Phil: Oh my! What a reversal!
Senn gets up gingerly and KO connects with a Spinning Back Fist. Senns stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes back into another Back Fist. Senn stumbles back in to the ropes again and KO winds up and leaps at Senn hitting a Superman Punch, sending Senn flipping over the ropes and to the outside. AJ claps for her husband as the crowd does the same. KO goes over to AJ and they high five...
Don: Oh, come on! He's got to keep on him if he wants any chance of winning...
Phil: I'll have to agree with you there, Don... Jacob Senn is an amazing athlete and can pull off a win out of nowhere...
Senn slowly gets to his feet and KO charges, attempting a Baseball Slide but Senn moves, and as KO turns towards him, Senn connects with a Judgement Kick.
Phil: Speaking of out of nowhere! Judgement right to the jaw of the "Prodigy" Kurt Orton!
Don: A beautiful kick, Latio... Nobody saw that coming! Get him in the ring, Jacob!
The ref has reached a count of four by this time and Senn has slid back in to the ring and is ascending the top rope. KO Claws his way back up as the crowd and AJ cheer him on. KO back up and Senn leaps off the top rope laying KO and himself out with a Diving Moonsault to the outside....
Phil: OH MY! Two of the best in the game today putting their bodies on the line here tonight for all of our enjoyment...
Don: Listen to these Thy WWE fans, Latio...
THY! THY! THY! THY! THY! THY!
Senn back up now and ref's count has reached seven. Senn pulls KO up and rolls him in the ring and follows suit. Senn with a cover...
1...
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Kickout!
Phil: That was a close on, Don, but you have to wonder if Senn had hit that Moonsault in the ring... Would this match be over?
Don: It would have been over for sure, Latio. KO can't kick out after a move like that in the ring...
Senn pulls KO up again then sets up for the Twist of Fate, but KO pushes him off. Senn tries to keep on the offensive with a Clothesline but KO ducks it and garbs hold of Senn's waist, hoisting him up backwards and delivering a German Suplex with a bridge...
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Kickout!
Phil: Such explosiveness in this match... I thought KO had him there, Don!
Don: KO doesn't have shit, Latio!
Phil: Watch your language, Don! Kids are watching this!
Don: Well, I hope they play close attention to Kurt orton losing yet again here tonight to the Savoir... Kurt Orton is the running gag of Thy WWE and everybody knows it. Everybody but Kurt Orton, that is...
Phil: That's enough! Kurt Orton pours his heart and soul in thy WWE night in and night out. Here's a former Television Champion. He's a former World Champion for crying out loud! He's Mistir Money in the Bank! Explain to me how Kurt Orton is a joke! He's a bright star in the future of Thy WWE even after so much success in the early stages of his career.
Don: He's a fluke, Latio, come on... You're smarter than this! You can't see that he's just another flash in the pan?
Phil: Flash in the pan!? He's going for the World Championship at our next Pay-per-view! He has a chance to win his second, not first, World Title! Kurt Orton is the real deal, and people need to start to realize this... The more people try to hold him down, the stronger he'll become, Don...
Don: He sucks, Latio... Plain and simple, and there's no way he's gonna take that World Title off of our Champion, Beno... The rule of the Knights is in full effect, and it's gonna stay that way for a long time. Mark my words, Latio!
Phil: Let's just call the damn match!
While Don and Phil were talking, KO had Senn in a rest hold and now Senn is starting to fight back. He elbows KO in the gut a few times to break free then sprints towards the ropes and bounces off. As Senn comes back, KO connects out of nowhere once again with a Spin Kick to the lips. AJ starts to jump up and down on the outside as KO climbs the turnbuckle. He looks out in to the crowd for his peeps and they cheer him on. KO jumps off for a Diving Elbow but Senn rolls out of the way at the last second. Kurt hits hard, and Senn struggles to get to his feet and climbs up to the top rope himself. He pauses at the top then dives off aiming for the Revelation... And hits it!
Don: YES! Revelation by Jacob Senn! It`s over!
Phil: Senn looks winded...
Senn struggles to catch his breath for a few seconds, then crawls over, pinning KO...
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KICKOUT!
A huge pop from the crowd to the near fall and Senn is in shock...
Phil: That was close as hell! that second it took Senn to catch his breath was all the time KO needed to muster up the strength to kick out of that amazing move from Jacob Senn!
Don: Dammit! Come on, Senn, you idiot!
Senn grabs KO and whips him in the corner. Then he sets up for a Spear. Senn charges full steam at KO but KO moves and Senn drives his own shoulder in to the ring post. Senn garbs his shoulder in pain and turns around just as KO flies at him, hitting him square in the jaw with a knee. Then KO garbs Senn`s head and runs forward hitting a Running Bulldog. The crowd is going wild... AJ is going wild... KO is going wild... Senn slowly back up as KO yells at him to get up. KO then grabs a hold of Senn`s head in a Guillotine choke. Then he lock is arm in to an arm bar and takes him down to the mat. The crowd is deafening as Jacob Senn struggles for a few seconds until KO cinches it in and Senn has no choice but to tap out from the pain...
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner... `The Prodigy" Kurt... ORRRRTON!
Don: NO! Dammit, Senn... DAMMIT ORTON! I hate that guy!
Phil: well, these fans here in attendance love Kurt Orton here tonight, and I don't blame then one bit... An excellent showing from Kurt Orton and he showed us once again why he deserves to be in the main event and fight for the World Title coming up in a couple months!
