Revolution 4/27/23

[Danny]

We head to the arena where the pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.



Mauro Ranallo: Hello and welcome to Revolution! I'm Mauro Ranallo alongside my partners Tom Phillips and former International Champion Corey Graves.

Tom Phillips: We continue to bring you the best action with six great match-ups this evening like Will Ospreay versus the re-debuting Drew McIntyre!

Corey Graves: Also going toe-to-toe will be Cody Rhodes and Samoa Joe!

Mauro Ranallo: In a battle of former champs, the returning JBL takes on Spike Dudley!

Tom Phillips: Also on tap, Kyle O’Reilly and Leyton Buzzard will do battle.

Corey Graves: And it’s a championship match when L.A. Knight tries to defend his Prime Time Medal against Sami Zayn!

Mauro Ranallo: And in our main event, Shark Boy and Eddie Kingston will throw down but first, let's head down to the ring where EC3 is standing by!




We open up in the middle of the ring where the Owner of UWF EC3 is standing by with a mic in hand.



EC3: For weeks now, the locker room has been filled with chaos. You all know me. Normally I'd revel in it. Any publicity is good publicity and I got money out the ass that I can afford any fines. The problem is when people start going above just wrestling. When Seth Rollins mowed down Samoa Joe with a car, there was a big legal repercussion that I was ale to get out of but it was a big headache. When Drew McIntyre did it to Danhausen, I knew I needed to rein in everyone. Recently Eddie Kingston has gone around and taken something that no longer belongs to him. It's time he return it to it's rightful owner so MJF, come on down.

The crowd starts booing instinctively as they await the Intercontinental Champion's arrival.



"Better Than You" starts to play and the fans erupt with roaring hatred. From the entrance was walks out, with a stern look on his face and a mountain of a man in Jake Hager on his heels.




As he walks down the ramp he is jawing with some of the fans, one fan even leans over the guard rail and Hager quickly backs him down. That brings a quick smile on MJF's face before they wake their way into the ring. EC3 welcomes MJF in the ring, but there is not a similar look of respect from the Intercontinental Champion.

EC3: Now that the current Intercontinental Champion is out here, it's time to call out the former champion. Eddie if you'd please make your way down here and hand either MJF or myself the Intercontinental Championship.

No theme music. Why. He didn’t need it, he never cared for it, as he walked onto the stage, the roar of the crowd. That was all that was needed to signal his arrival, the connection he had with the people as he walked out, making sure the title, was right there, around his waist, a little slap upon it right there and right then, just for good measure, to add a little reminder to them all, that he had the one thing they wanted, the only thing he was never meant to have had taken from him, the one thing that he deemed his by right. As he made his way down and got into the ring with them and just stood there, keeping distance, nah. He made sure he was nice, close and right in MJF face.

“Take it ..”

A small step backwards …
Hands on the straps as he pulled and removed the title and held it within his hands.
A little look down as he placed it on the ground between them both and then, stepping forward, over it to keep it right under him, to make sure the piece of shit right before him, did not reach down to take it, if he wanted it, he was going to have to fight him for it and fucking prove himself, a real champion.

“Someone takes something that belongs to you and I expected a little bit of backbone, but this, well I should have known better, than to expect .. anything really from you, then the norm. To run behind management, cry and bitch to them and make them do the hard work for you. If you want this so badly, all you had to do, was take it from me, like you should have done when you had the chance. You said you are better than me, and cutting you off before you begin and say, you have beaten me before, but on the biggest stage, on the grandest moment. You refused, to face me like a man, well now is your chance, prove you are better than me – take it.”

MJF looks out to the crowd at the just ridiculous gibberish spilling out Kingston's mouth.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: You know how stupid you sound right? Do you understand just what a complete moron you look like? I'm sure you do, but you've allowed yourself to live in this delusional world where you are somehow a hero for everything you do. A hero, instead a meatball looking coward who can't accept that he's a loser. But that's what you are in reality, in this reality that you actually exist. You are a loser, that's why you aren't champion anymore. That is why you never deserved to be champion. But this pathetic attempt to get another undeserved championship opportunity may work out for you.

MJF takes a few steps towards Kingston, his head high and a smile on his face.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: Beg me.

The request seems odd enough to confuse the crowd.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: Beg me for another opportunity at my championship belt. I want you to look me in my goddamn eyes and say "Mr. MJF, I know I don't deserve it. I know I haven't earned it. I know the only match I've won in the last two months is because you carried my fat ass to a victory in a six man tag match. But can I please have another shot at your title? Can I skip the line of worthy contenders and just be handed a championship opportunity. Please, I beg you." It's that simple Eddie, allow those words to pass your greasy lips.

Eddie and MJF stare into each other's eyes unblinking, neither man wavering for what feels like an eternity. Then MJF gives a huge smile and actually turns his back on Eddie.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: But you're right Eddie, all you really have to do is give EC3 here a nice little reach around, your best Aunt Dixies impression in his ear and he'll just melt in your hand. He will give you the opportunity you don't deserve. Because tonight, you are going to lose AGAIN, we all know it. But even in a loss you will be handed a championship shot at my title you don't deserve. That is out of my hands and something I'll just have to deal with later. But right now, I am a huge believer in getting what you deserve. I deserve that championship because...I goddamn earned in, novel concept I know. And Eddie you will also get what you deserve which is simply...

Before MJF can finish his sentence, Jake Hager blasts Kingston on the side of his head. Kingston's focus was on MJF so he wasn't expecting it and he's rocked. Hager isn't done and unloads more lefts and rights into the body and head of Kingston. Eddie tries to fight back, but the surprise shot to his temple has him on his heals. Hager delivers one big shot right between Eddie's eyes that sends the man tumbling over the top rope and crashing to the ground below. With some officials running to ring side to check on Eddie, Hager stands looking over the ropes like a rabid animal. MJF, with a huge smile on his face, slowly walks back to where his championship title is, picks it up, and slings it over his shoulder. Eddie comes to on the outside and goes to lunge at the duo but the officials and EC3 hold him back. With the Intercontinental Championship back where it belongs MJF and Jake Hager start walking back up the ramp. Hager never takes his eyes off of Eddie as the live feed goes elsewhere.




Revolution has been everything you have expected it to be and even more. The crowd are buzzing, the superstars are buzzing, just buzzing all around the place. The scene fades to black, leaving everything in darkness before the titantron and tv screens flash back into life. The crowd are greeted by a familiar face. Everyone loves this face as it's the backstage interviewer Renee Young.



Renee: Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Renee Young and at this moment in time, I have an interview with the Smallest Dudley from Dudleyville, Uncle Spike Dudley. He has requested that since he interrupted my smoke break last week that I come to him this week so he didn't interrupt me on his down time so if you follow me, I am standing right outside his locker now.

Renee drops the mic down, the camera zooms out showing Renee standing right outside the door that says "Dudley". Obviously all the money is going on Batista's office sign as they can't even fit Spike's full name onto his. Renee knocks on the door, waiting patiently for an answer. She waits for a little while, nothing happening and looking a little flushed so she knocks again. Almost instantly we can hear a faint "Come in". Renee listens to this request. The camera follows Renee into Spike's lockeroom. Spike has his back turned away from her as it looks like he has his hands down his pants and is soaked in water from head to toe. Renee pauses, thinking long and hard about what to do next as Spike seems to be digging around. She clears her throat, making it very clear she has entered the room.

Renee: Excuse me Spike...but what are you doing? 

Spike quickly turns around, in the same motion taking his hands out of his pants. He holds his hands up in the air, like Renee is holding a gun at him and she is ready to fire. In his left hand, a cement brick can be seen. His right hand is empty and as Renee is dumbfounded, looking at him, a cement block falls out of his camo pant leg and hits the ground......which happens to be scales with numbers flashing all over the joint.

Renee: Sorry to interrupt Spike, but the question still remains. What are you doing? 

Spike: Well gosh darn it Renee, you can smack you mic and call me Spike. You actually jus interrupted me at the worst possible time. I was just about to find out if JBL had it right. I was 100 pounds with 1 cement block in my pockets so JBL might just be right you know. It's a pretty good guess from him but we will never know now with the scales busted. I guess we found out what happens to scales if you drop cement blocks on them. Hopefully that comes up in the next Dudley Pub Quiz.

Renee: Well that makes...... well actually it makes no sense to me but you do you Spike. 

Spike: It makes perfect sense if you have been following along at home but you haven't come here to worry about that have you? You have come here to ask me some questions so please.... ask away.

Renee: I can do that. I guess I'll start with a question about tonight.  Tonight you face off against a superstar who makes his UWF Revolution Debut in John Bradshaw Layfield. Are you confident going into this match? 

Spike: You know what Renee, I'm going to be honest with you as honesty is the best policy. No, I'm not confident. I was confident against L.A Knight at the Royal Rumble and I lost. I was confident against Batista at WrestleMania and I lost. I was adamant Willy was going to beat me and I won... do you see the pattern here? Every time I think I'm going to win, I don't and everytime I think I'm going to lose.....I don't. Did I deserve to lose against two guys that have had the absolute momentum behind them the whole time I've been here.....absolutely I did but instead of concentrating on the match, I was too busy planning on how I was going to rub it in their faces and how I was going to celebrate. I looked through them rather then concentrate on them so JBL won't have that luxury tonight. I'm going into this match thinking I'm going to lose so I can prove myself wrong.

Renee peers over Spike's shoulder, spotting two bottles of champagne on his table. The brand is pretty well know... Dom Perignon and we all know that is L.A Knights favorite. 

Renee: If you are focused on JBL and only JBL, why do you have two bottles of Champagne on your table over there?

Spike: Well.... first off you weren't suppose to see them but second off.... JBL mentioned that the party and celebration was off when he realized who he was facing this week. Uncle Spike Dudley was actually excited to welcome him to Revolution. So excited in fact that I went and got him welcome gift..... unfortunately I went back and rewatched what my good friend L.A. Knight sips on and bought a few bottles. It's unfortunate because for the next month until the next pay per view bonus comes in. You know how expensive they are? If I threw JBL the celebration he was expecting, I would have to start selling body parts. I thought last week I was sweet because I thought Batista was going to rip my hand off when I offered it to him. How much you reckon I can get on the black market these days for a hand? 

Renee shrugs her shoulders at Spike's question, seemingly not having the energy to answer his question. Spike looks at her, then looks at his hands like Booker T use to in 'WWE Shut Your Mouth'. Like his hand just created gold. Spike never looked at Stacy that way. It's getting a little creepy so Renee takes this as her cue to ask her next question.

Renee: Spike, I'll go back to our chat last week near the beginning of the show, you pointed out that you weren't real happy about what Samoa Joe did to Ciampa. Did you see how Joe went last week and keep up to date with him?

Spike snaps back to reality....op there goes gravity as he looks Renee dead in the eyes.

Spike: I did manage to catch Joe's match against Eddie Guerrero, a legend of this business and I was impressed. I was impressed with how he handled that legend but...even though I was selected by Eddie himself to attend his engagement party which I could have brought my two bottles of champagne to by the way..... how Joe ended that match isn't what Eddie deserved. Joe, I was impressed by him when he dropped Eddie with the Muscle Buster but Eddie was done....why not just pin him? Why did Joe have to choke him out? Does he think that makes him a bigger man? What difference does it make to him whether he wins by pinfall or other ways. I didn't like it but there is nothing I can do about it. Eddie just has to take his medicine and deal with it. I just hope Joe didn't crush his voicebox for when his saying his vows. Would hate for Eddie to sound croaky in his wedding video.

Renee: Eve certainly is a lucky girl. I would love to be married to someone whose life motto is "I Lie, I Cheat, I Steal". 

Spike: Yer let's just say I wouldn't have Eddie in my wedding party with those words but hey, I won't have to make that decision for a long time. All I have to worry about for the short forseeable future is JBL and how I'm going to welcome him to the UWF. Going back to my champagne bottles, I'm not sure if they will be enough for him so possibly.... I just need to add my left fist, my right fist, my left foot, my right foot and my head....actually let's just add my whole body to the party because I plan on using every single inch of me in this match up and I'm not sure JBL is ready for that. I imagine JBL will be too caught in moaning his little heart out to EC3....I'm okay with that, as long as it's not at me. Now Renee, if you will excuse me. I gotta go find myself some new scales.

Spike pauses, giving Renee the thumbs up before he brushes past her. Renee looks at Spike, smiling away and shaking her head as the camera pans out and goes somewhere else.




The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a live feed from backstage. Kyle O'Reilly is sitting in the locker room, taping up his wrists as he prepares for his match with Leyton Buzzard. He looks focused. Intense. Zeroed in. But all that concentration goes out the window when a ruder intruder arrives on the scene.

“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay

“Look who it is…”



Ospreay lets his voice drag on for a moment as he strolls up to and closes in on O’Reilly.

“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay

“How’s it going, Kyle? Thought you were funny last week, did you? And now you just get to move on like nothing happened? Well I’m not laughing, am I?”

Kyle stands up, tossing his wrist tape aside as he practically gets nose-to-nose with the Commonwealth Kingpin.



KO'R: You got some kinda problem, ya... friggin... stupid... English... muffin... lover?

“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay

“Do I have a problem? Are you taking the piss? Of course I have a problem, Whale Boy! How about you stick your nose up someone else’s arse? What was that stunt, storming the ring? Here’s some advice, keep to the depression naps backstage, Kyle. Actually, I shouldn’t be surprised, you’re spineless. Everyone’s known that since you let that L.A. bloke take your medal and make a mockery of your family and he gets to just walk away with it… - And, just because you couldn’t finish a job to save your life doesn’t give you a free pass to get into my business. I promise you, Kyle, keep the act up and I'll promise to make sure you pay.”

Ospreay's tirade is punctuated with the Brit shoving a finger into O'Reilly's chest - a gesture as condescending as its is provocative. Kyle looks like he's ready to throw down with the Aerial Assassin right then and there, but all the ruckus has drawn the attention of various backstage crew members and agents and producers who rush in to break things up before this situation can escalate any further. They pull Will away and out of the room while holding Kyle back. Death threats are volleyed back and forth until finally, the door slams shut.

Once everyone's sure that things have cooled down, they leave Kyle alone to prepare for his match again. He's fuming. Rattled. That son of a gun clearly got under his skin with the trash talk. Bayley comes over from who knows where and places a hand on his shoulder.

Bayley: Boy oh boy, does that ass hat ever need a tune up, huh? Must've not got the message last week when we sent him and his pals running for hills, huh? Pfft. Whatever. If he wants a to pick a fight, he picked the wrong guy, right?

The "Good Guy" claps Kyle on the back one more time before walking off again. Kyle's still looking pissed - the pep talk didn't do much in the way of simmering him down at all. He's breathing heavy and looking violent as Revolution rolls on.




UWF Revolution continues to roll as the scene opens up to The Mafia arriving into the arena in style as they pull up in a stylish Limo.

The trio hops out of the limo and begin to walk through the backstage dresses in all black suits with both Mafia Dom and Damian Priest walks out with bats in hand. As the camera man tries to keep up with the trio, Finn Balor decides to utter a few words to the camera as they walk through the backstage area.

Finn Balor
I see EC3 has some surprises huh? A whole lot of new signees, J.B.L, Samoa Joe, Drew Mcintyre, and the worst of them all Randy Orton. You see I don’t like surprises, especially not surprises that turn around and RKOs me, but it’s all good, all is not forgotten. As I promised last week The Mafia would be unleashing hell upon this UWF, it’s getting too crowded around here it’s time to get rid of all the clutter around here starting with the old folk.

Finn Balor laughs at the camera before he takes charge running through the backstage while Mafia Dom and Priest utter some words before they take off behind Finn.

Mafia Dom
It’s a Mafia Take Over Fools!

Damian Priest
Time to shut down the retirement homes.



The camera switches as the Mafia arrives at Jeff Jarrett’s locker room. Mafia Dom takes the lead as he knocks on the door, but as soon as the door swings open he is met with a guitar shot to the head, sitting him down in the process. With his one weapon already gone Priest and Balor charges inside the locker room behind Jeff Jarrett. Priest charges Jarrett with a clothesline flipping him inside out before his body hits the floor. Balor then picks up a chair to continue the assault on Jarrett when he is interrupted by Hulk Hogan.

Hulk Hogan
I hope I'm not too late to the party, I heard you guys have a problem with old guys.

Hulk Hogan then punches Finn Balor causing the chair to drop out of his hand and cause a distraction for Jeff Jarrett to hit Priest with a DDT. Balor, Priest, Hogan, and Jarrett all brawl throughout the corridors as the camera fades to the next segment.




The crowd are quiet, waiting for something to happen but the silence doesn't last long as fireworks shoot from the ceiling down onto the stage as a familiar theme song plays out of the PA System.

LET ME SEE YOU PUT EM UP,
REACH THE SKY, TOUCH THE STARS UP ABOVE
CAUSE IT'S ONE TIME FOR THE UNDERDOG



The crowd rise to their feet as they await for the appearance of the Runt of the Family. The crowd raise the noise levels as Spike Dudley and Stacy Keibler emerge from the curtain. Stacy is looking fine with some glasses on as Spike is looking all business.



The couple look out into the crowd as they shower them with cheers. Spike grabs Stacy's hand and they both begin the walk down the ramp. The fans are begging for high fives and both oblige, touching the free hands with all the fans at ringside as they come to end of the ramp. Spike follows Stacy around, helping her climb the stairs. She reaches the top as Spike slides into the ring, walking over to the turnbuckle, climbing it and beating his chest whilst he looks into the crowd, meanwhile at the same time, Stacy is making her trademark entrance into the ring.



Tony Chimel: From Dudleyville, being accompanied to the ring by the Duchess of Dudleyville, Stacy Keibler, weighing in at 145 pounds, SPIKE DUDLEY

Spike steps down from the turnbuckle and comes back to the center of the ring, meeting Stacy in the ring and giving her a kiss. He shows her the way to the ropes as she climbs out of the ring, the same way she climbed in as Spike turns and is ready for his match.




The opening bells of the New York Stock Exchange ring throughout the arena, as "Longhorn" blares loudly, signaling the arrival of The Wrestling God. The crowd in the arena is quick to break out into a chorus of boo's, showing their disdain for John "Bradshaw" Layfield. As the lights flicker between gold and green and the camera pans around the crowd, we see JBL's trademark limousine, complete with longhorns on the hood, push through the stage curtains and pull up to the side of the Revolution stage. As the limo comes to a stop, the driver hurries out of the front seat, and rushes towards the back seat door, which has been emblazoned with JBL's logo. The driver opens the door and out steps "The One Man Conglomerate" with a huge smile on his face. Layfield is wearing his ring jacket with a towel tucked in and wrapped around his neck, and his white cowboy hat. He looks around the arena and removes his hat, waving it at the crowd as he makes his way towards the stage.

Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring, weighting in at 290 pounds, from New York City - John "Bradshaw" Layfield - JBL!

Layfield walks down the ramp and waves his hat around towards the crowd, completely oblivious to how much these fans detest him. Layfield trots down the ramp, before he stops and looks at a fan at ringside with a look of disgust on his face. He scoffs and smirks as he walks down the ramp and up the stairs into the ring. He stops and removes his hat again, and throws his arms out, which draws a big reaction from an irate crowd. Layfield enters the ring, and places his hat back on his head, while he walks over to the turnbuckle. He pulls himself up to the top rope and again removes his hat and waves his arms out to his side, drawing another huge chorus of boo's from the crowd. JBL hops down and finally begins to focus his attention to the match at hand.



The bell sounds and both men make their move to the centre of the ring. JBL stands head and shoulders towering over Spike, nothing new for Brother Runt. JBL mocks the size disparity between himself and his opponent and makes a remark towards Stacy Keibler at ringside about being with a 'real man'. JBL laughs it up until Spike puffs up his chest to look all big and strong - JBL almost busts a gut from laughing but he wouldn't be laughing for much longer as the former International Champion takes his right hand and smashes it between the big Texan's eyes knocking JBL to the mat much to the crowd's delight. Spike then motions to Stacy who gets up on the ring apron for a quick smooch which the crowd once again eats right up. JBL scoots back on his rear-end into the corner looking red in the face at his opponent, he motions for the referee to send Stacy to the back for 'interference' but the referee waves play on and motions for JBL to get to his feet and for both men to commence the action. 

Tom Phillips: Safe to say JBL not taking his opponent entirely too seriously tonight.

Mauro Ranallo: Spike Dudley has had that his entire career but his record speaks for itself, he's a former World Champion whose physical stature has done nothing to stop him reaching the top of this company.

JBL gets himself to his feet and makes a move towards the ropes to shout at Stacy, Spike of course takes umbrage and makes the move to get JBL but it's a trap!. JBL sees Spike in his peripheral vision and takes him out with a big back elbow which sends Spike straight to the mat with a thud. JBL then grabs Spike by the head and lifts him up before tossing him into the corner. JBL drives his shoulder into the mid-section of Spike several times before he grabs him by the scruff of the neck and proceeds to toss him across the ring and to the mat with a Biel Throw. JBL is still mad that Spike embarrassed him and stays on the assault. Spike scampers into the corner now as JBL approaches him, Spike gets his boots up and into the face of JBL sending the big man stumbling back a few steps. JBL still tries to press ahead and is met with a darting headbutt to the mid section. JBL stumbles backwards as Spike makes the run off the ropes to attack JBL but JBL stands his ground and drops Spike to the floor with a Shoulder Tackle. JBL quickly follows up with an Elbow Drop and a cover driving his forearm across the face of Spike.


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Spike kicks out.

Corey Graves: JBL has been gone from the UWF for a hot minute but I don't see any signs of ring rust from the big Texan tonight.

Tom Phillips: That's true I think all Spike Dudley done by knocking JBL on his rear end is make him angry.

JBL picks Spike up by the hair once again and screams into his face about how great it is being JBL and how it must suck to be Spike Dudley but the littlest Dudley in Dudleyville is an experience competitor and can see an opportunity when it arrises. He lifts his foot into the air and stomps the foot of JBL. Layfield hops around the ring on one foot holding his other as Spike goes on the assault with a Flying Forearm which knocks JBL back ten paces into the corner. Spike runs at JBL and hits him with a running Missile Dropkick which knocks JBL on his backside. Spike then sees his chance and jumps onto JBL's shoulders with his signature stomps in the corner. Spike jumps off JBL and lets out a roar which the crowd eats up. Spike goes to grab JBL but JBL gets his thumb up into his eyes. Spike blinded and holding at his eyes stumbles backwards, Stacy tries to alert the referee but the referee didn't see it. JBL now gets to his feet and hits Spike with a big Swinging Neckbreaker. JBL stays atop for the cover. 


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Spike rolls the shoulder out. JBL is quick now to keep the perennial underdog grounded and locks in a big grounded Sleeperhold as the crowd rain down the boos.

Mauro Ranallo: JBL up to his dirty tricks once again with the thumb to the eye of Spike

Corey Graves: Hey it's not cheating if you don't get caught and now we see the genius of JBL, grounding Spike Dudley taking away his high flying offense.

JBL keeps the Sleeperhold locked in tight as the crowd begin to chant 'LET'S GO SPIKE!, LET'S GO SPIKE!'. Spike feels the energy of the crowd as he raises his fist in the air to grab their energy. With the will of the crowd on his side Spike gets back to a vertical base, Spike drives his elbow into the chest and ribs of JBL winding the big man and forcing him to remove his grip. Spike hits the ropes and comes from behind on JBL, leaping into air, wrapping his arm around his head and forcing it into the mat with the Running Bulldog!. Spike then heads to the top rope and with the will of the people firmly on his side he leaps off with a big Double Foot Stomp right into the abdomen of JBL with the Dudley Stomp!. Spike lands with a thud into his opponent and quickly scrambles for a cover. 

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JBL kicks out. Spike stands up and looks around at the crowd and signals that it's time to go for the Acid Drop. Spike grabs JBL under the chin and points to the corner before running up the turnbuckles and kicking off twisting in the air but JBL reverses and simply launches Spike off of him. Spike lands on his feet but turns around into a massive Big Boot which flattens him in his tracks. 

Corey Graves: My god, check the front row for the head of Spike Dudley because I think JBL just took it off with that Big Boot!

Mauro Ranallo: Devastating move from John Bradshaw Layfield!

JBL stands over Spike and laughs as he picks him up. JBL talks some more trash in the face of Spike before he heads off the ropes himself, rebounds again for extra force and goes for the Clothesline from Hell but Spike ducks under, JBL turns around and Spike hits a low dropkick to the knee dropping Bradshaw to one knee. Spike then heads off the ropes and goes for a Crossbody Block but JBL catches him mid-air on one knee. JBL then proceeds to stand up and throw Spike overhead, nearly launching him out of the ring with the Fall Away Slam. JBL gets up and stands over Spike then - with a grin on his face - he picks Spike up and places his head between his own. JBL mimmicks smoking a big ol' stogie and putting it out on Spike's back and lifting him into the air for the Texas Powerbomb but Spike reverses in mid-air with a Huracanrana into a cover.

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WINNER: SPIKE DUDLEY!



JBL kicks out at 3.01 and has a stunned look on his face as he gulps and begins to go red in the face. Spike has his hand raised by the referee, JBL stands up looming behind Spike as Spike celebrates his win. JBL goes to get at Spike but Spike sees it coming and ducks out of the way. JBL goes tumbling through the ropes which just adds to his rage as he tries to get back in the ring and at Spike as Spike gets out of the ring on the opposite side and heads up the ramp with Stacy as JBL hangs over the top rope shouting obscenities at him.

Mauro Ranallo: That damn Dudley does it again and hasn't that left Mr Wall Street a little red-faced

Tom Phillps: JBL thought he could come here and dominate a former World Champion Mauro and he's paid the price for his arrogance.




As Revolution continues, things head backstage where Renee Young is standing by.



Renee Young: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the, “Hollywood Animal” Batista.

The camera pans out as Batista enters the shot.



”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: You smell like lung cancer.

Renee Young: In the name of professionalism, I’m going to ignore that.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Well you do.

Renee rolls her eyes.

Renee Young: Last week we saw Leyton Buzzard get involved in your match with Orange Cassidy and cost you the win. Not only that, but he attacked Miz and Goldust when they tried to keep him out of your office. Where’s your head at following all of that?

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Well, as you can imagine, I’m pretty pissed off about it.

Renee Young: I imagine it doesn’t feel good getting a taste of your own medicine. Not to mention you started this with Leyton when you cost him the number one contendership a few weeks ago.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: What are you, his advocate? You’re right, I did start this and, just like with Kyle O’Reilly and Spike Dudley, I started it for a reason.

Renee Young: And that reason is?

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: That will be revealed but not right now. All you need to know is I started this and I’m going to finish it.

Batista walks offscreen as Revolution continues elsewhere.




The scenes of Revolution fade into a locker room, where we see Edge and Christian mid-conversation...well at least Christian is mid-conversation, Edge just seems to be politely half-listening while checking over a packet of papers.

Christian
-and that's why I say that this is one of the best portrayals of side characters in all of media. I mean, the characters aren't just there as foils to the main characters or just burdens to be solved by them, they're fleshed out, actual people with a full on dynamic amongst themselves. I'm telling you, everyone should watch Horim-

Christian is interrupted as Edge abruptly stands up and walks over to a locker on the wall with a pen, writing on some of the pages of the papers he'd been perusing. Once done, Edge flips the pages back to their natural order and puts them into an manila envelope, closing it up and then turning around the offering it to Christian.

Edge
Sorry to interrupt, but EC3 wanted this filled out today and we're on a bit of a time crunch. We'll talk more about cartoons-

Christian
-anime. If you want to relate to the kids, gotta call it by the right name.

Edge
-right, anime. We'll talk more about this anime stuff later, pinky swear. But I need you to do me a massive favor and run this to EC3's office so he can review everything ASAP. I've got...something else I've gotta take care of in the meantime, otherwise I would do it.

Edge holds his phone up on the contact information for Beth. Christian realizes that he's been talking Edge's ears off all day and that he hasn't had anytime to check in with the fam! Christian stands at attention with a salute as he grabs the envelope from Edge and bolts out of the room, if this were a cartoon, he'd leave a dust cloud in his silhouette behind with how urgently he moves. Which means once the door closes, Edge is free to breathe easy and sit down as he looks up.

Edge
You know, it always amazes me how effortless you pull the strings.

Come now, you should know just how much effort I have to put in to keep y'all corralled, let alone pull of stunts like that one. Edge now looks down, the true target of his meeting already engaged and well, can't really make eye contact with this one. There's silence for a few seconds, then a full minute as neither one can think of a way to kick things off here. They both know what they want to say, but it's a two way street and they each need the other to-

Edge
Fine, I get it, you can stop passive aggressively beating around the bush here. I've not been a "team player" since getting cleared. Looks, it's just...

His tone conflicted, Edge's words quickly fall silent. If his head could look any lower, it would.

...Look, I'm used to you pushing back on all of this. It's not the first time and I recognize it won't be the last time. But what you were before? It may have worked to get you to your goal here, but it didn't get you to your goal at home. You want to create a legacy your girls can look at and be proud of. To see all the hard work you put in for them, the successes you achieved for them. The Ultimate Opportunist is something any wrestler would be proud of creating, be proud of being. But that stands in direct conflict with how you want to be seen by your girls, we've both known this. And now that we see that The Ultimate Opportunist has run its course, we both need to try a new way. For success and for your legacy. This is our best bet.

Edge
Oh yeah? Look like a court jester running around making a fool of myself in front of the entire world is my ticket to pride? We ran around with a magical bird, making light of every situation we encountered at the same time there was a group trapping guys in tires and lighting them on fire. We were never going to make it to the top as the butt of everyone's jokes because guess where the butt is? At the bottom.

Unless you're doing a handstand, then I guess the feet are at the top...hmmm...Anyway, I see your point...for back then. It's a whole new ball game now. You don't have to be some ruthless, bloodthirsty animal to make it to the top here anymore. Those days of politics are done. In the old days, we were limited, but now, we're limitless. Anyone can succeed here, anyway they want to. And believe it or not, if you truly want revenge against Sami Zayn, this is the best route to go for it. Edge scoffs at this.

Edge
Yeah? How do you figure that? I mean, I can think of at least ten plans as the Ultimate Opportunist to get even with Sami, hell, I'm working one of them right now. All the guys Zayn struggled against? I've beaten at their best. We all know Zayn is beneath me and it's just a matter of time until I can get my hands on him, one on one.

If you hold your breath for that last bit, you'll suffocate. Look, the problem with Zayn is it'll never truly be a one on one. Hell, it'll never truly be three on three even if we add in La Luchadora and El Generico. He will always...always find a way to have that numbers advantage. Whether it's taking someone out or convincing someone to stand alongside him. He's like a hydra. cut off one head, two more appear. He's also expecting you to come right after him, the same way you went after Seth and Shark Boy. By being the Ultimate Opportunist, you're only giving him the Ultimate Opportunity to put you down for good. We need to attack this from an angle he wouldn't expect. And an angle that can lead keeping the numbers advantage at bay. The Ultimate Opportunist wasn't making many friends or allies here recently, let's be honest. Edge mulls over these words, still conflicted on this course of action. Eventually he leans back, looking a little more relaxed than he has been lately.

Edge
Fine, you win.

For realsies?

Edge
For realsies dealsies. Cause you're right, the how isn't as important to me as the what. But...uh....promise you won't get mad?

I make no such promises, but lay it on me.

Edge
I may have sent Christian off with one final Ultimate Opportunist plan to set in motion.

Oh. I know. And I love it, which is why I had him scurry off so quickly. He should be back any second now. And right on cue, the door slams open with a breathless Christian standing in the doorway, gathering the gaze of Edge. After Christian notices his buddy, he tries his best to nonchalantly whistle jaunt into the room, the hinges of the door barely clinging to life after Bayley last week and now Christian this week. Why haven't we replaced that?

Edge
Cause all the indies keep buying all the doors at Home Depot before we get there. Well, at least all the ones that match the paint scheme.

Christian
I mean, we could just get a mismatched door and paint it. It'll be fun!

Christian, last time we left you near an open bucket of paint, it ended in the hospital with your stomach being pumped and a new carpet needing to be installed in your house.

Christian
Oh yeah, I suddenly remember that event happening. It's not my fault my kazoo was a boring color and the paint was such a cool shimmering color, I just couldn't resist giving it a dip!

Or two.

Edge
Or ten. I can never look at Vigorous Violet again. It looked like you got into a knife fight with Grimace in that room.

Christian
Yeah, well if I had, I totes would've won.

Edge
Dude, you ended up in the hospital. Plus, you and I both know nothing can kill The Grimace.

There's a sparkle in Christian's eyes as the conversation continues as the pair discuss other mascots, fast food or otherwise, that could stop The Grimace. My money goes to Gritty, personally, but there's no time for that discussion today as Revolution presses on. Yeah, that one sounds much better.




Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the UWF Prime Time Medal! Introducing first, the challenger...







The funky beat of Walk The Moon's "Headphones" plays and the crowd starts to boo as it means the arrival of the current? World Tag Team Champion Sami Zayn. He has the title in his hands and dances with it on the stage. He ends up calming down a bit but still walks with some swagger down the ramp, swinging his belt around like he's got a big one.







Tony Chimel: From Montreal Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 212 pounds, The Dynamic Sami Zayn!!



Sami slides into the ring and continues to dance around with his belt much to the chagrin of the paying audience. Sami walks over and makes sure to show it off to all the fans before preparing for the match.







Chimel: And introducing the Medallist...







"Knight Vision" begins to play throughout the arena and the capacity begins to groan because they know what time it is. It is time to titillate their juices with the arrival of the "Thursday Night Thriller". This is the "Million Dollar Megastar". This is LA Knight. Knight does not take long bursting through the curtain and out onto the stage. The reception he receives isn't warm whatsoever but LA Knight does not care. He soaks in the atmosphere while the jeers rain down on him.



Chimel: From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the "Million Dollar Megastar", L...A....Knight!



As Chimel announces the brash star from Baltimore, Knight spells his name out in the air just to make sure that everyone knows exactly who he is.







Knight continues down the ramp towards the ring. The entire time he talks trash to all the people in the front row. He's not here for them; he's here for himself. As he reaches the end of the aisleway, he heads towards the hard camera before leaping onto the ring apron and posing for everyone to see him. There is no shortage in confidence in Knight tonight, as he enters the ring, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and throws up the "LA" hand sign.







Knight leaps off the top rope to the canvas and continues to prepare for the upcoming match he has.



Mauro Ranallo: Ladies and gentlemen, as we get underway here we'd like to welcome our guest commentator for the evening...



Corey Graves: Welcome?!? Why is this guy even out here? Hey, why are you even out here?



Orange Cassidy: Research.



Graves: Research? What does that even mean?



Phillips: Regardless of what it means, two thirds of the Revolution commentary team would like to welcome you to ringside with us.



Cassidy: Thanks.







DING DING!



The bell rings and both men move to the middle of the ring, Sami lifting a hand and calling for a test of strength. Knight simply smirks and moves to take Sami's hand, but the moment he has it he uses it to pull the challenger into a short-arm clothesline! The fans boo the display of poor sportsmanship as Knight immediately puts the boot to Zayn's shoulder in a flurry of stomps that drive the Forever Champion to roll out of the ring for a breather. As Sami looks up at the ring, Knight climbs up on the bottom rope and runs off at the mouth, saying something unsavory about the veteran's former tag team partner.



Phillips: And there goes L.A. Knight, somehow managing to surpass one of the most hated men in the business in drawing the ire of the crowd here tonight.



Graves: Listen: it straight up isn't his fault that Sami thought he'd go for the test of strength trick, he simply struck first, only proving the point that he's not a dummy!



Cassidy: You're right, Corey. He definitely doesn't have a developmental disability. Now, Narcissistic Personality Disorder? That's a distinct possibility.



Sami climbs up onto the apron and starts passing between the ropes and immediately the Prime Time Medallist moves as though to attack him, but Sami hangs there between the ropes and appeals to the official, who orders Knight to step back. He does that, allowing Zayn enough space to enter the ring, and then rushes him immediately looking for a kitchen sink, but Zayn simply flips backwards over the ropes again and lands on the apron, and as L.A. lurches forward having missed the knee, Sami catches him with a perfectly innocent thumb to the eye! The official rebukes the Forever Champ, but he simply contends that he hadn't yet got his balance and really, his thumb was there first. This seems to fly for the moment as L.A. stumbles away from the ropes clutching at his face and blinking in an exaggerated sort of way, really selling the heel maneuver. As he turns around, he does so to find Zayn leaping off the top rope for a springboard tornado DDT! Knight's skull is spiked off the canvas and Zayn immediately sits up all smiles and laughing.



Ranallo: What a DDT from the Forever Champ!



Phillips: Now, Orange, a few weeks ago you came within moments of winning the Prime Time Medal yourself. In many ways, watching this match, you must be wondering if you'll get another sho--



Graves: Whoa! Hold up right there, Phillips, let's not go naming the next challenger when this defense is still underway!



Zayn moves to his feet and heads over to pull up Knight, but as he does L.A. shoves him into the referee, who tumbles to the canvas. Sami looks panicked as the official momentarily seems dazed and Knight comes up between the legs with a low blow! Sami clutches at his jewels as the fans boo loudly, but Knight simply uses the doubled-over Forever Champ to get to his own two feet, then runs the ropes perpendicular to the challenger and comes back with a kick to the side of his head that sends Sami to the canvas, bell well and truly rung. The official starts moving to his feet and Knight looks to the fans with a shit-eating grin as he shouts his signature, "Yeah!" That only makes the crowd get even louder.



Cassidy: Imagine being proud of just being a blatant cheat and coward. This guy – total loser, just like I said he was in the lead up to our match a few weeks ago.



Ranallo: He definitely used some underhanded tactics there.



Graves: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mauro! Where's your impartiality? The fact of the matter is, it doesn't matter if you use dirty tricks. The only thing the record book shows is L or W, and L.A. Knight sure gets a lot of Ws.



Knight once more stomps on Sami, this time on his abdomen, which forces Zayn into a seated position as he clutches at his ribs. That's right where the Medallist wants him as he drops to one knee and traps Zayn in a chin lock, putting on a ton of torque as he mean mugs the commentary desk and the guest commentator in particular – almost as if showboating for the benefit of "Freshly Squeezed." Orange, however, turns his back to the match for a moment as his attention is caught by a member of the front row crowd behind commentary who asks him to pose for a selfie. O.C. shrugs and leans back, throwing up a half-assed thumbs up as the fan snaps the selfie, then turns his focus back to the match at hand. By now, Sami has battled up to one knee, but Knight has transitioned into a side headlock. Sami pushes them both to the ropes, then uses the ropes for leverage to break free, Irish whipping his opponent to the other side of the ring. Sami follows in hot pursuit and as Knight rebounds off the ropes, he stops halfway across the ring and pivots to face his opponent – just in time to catch an attempted springboard crossbody and transition it into a rolling scoop powerslam! The fans boo as Knight laughs, getting to his feet, then heads for the apron nearest to commentary. He's shouting smack at O.C. the entire way.



Phillips: L.A. Knight is showing our guest here on commentary exactly zero respect.



Cassidy: Hey, don't look at me man, I don't have a step sister or former tag partner for you to grope.



Knight climbs up top, but when he gets there, Zayn is already on his feet. Before Sami can react, though, Knight comes off looking for a sort of top rope super bionic elbow, except Zayn ducks and rolls under it, coming up behind Knight! L.A. Knight turns and rushes Zayn looking for a lariat, but Zayn ducks under and catches him by the waist, lifting him up and spinning him out into a Blue Thunder Bomb! The fans aren't sure how to react to that so the response is mixed as Sami sits out for the cover!



Ranallo: Blue Thunder Bomb! New Medallist!!!



1...



2...



...NO! Knight kicks out at 2 3/4!



Graves: At least try to contain your bias a little bit over there, Ranallo?



The fans are in disbelief, and start to boo loudly as Sami takes his wild hair in two tight fistfuls, shock registering on his own face. Still, Zayn isn't going to let his momentum grind to a sudden halt. He pulls Knight to his feet in a headlock, but Knight shoves him into the ropes. Zayn rebounds looking for a crossbody, but Knight actually catches him with an underhook and moves quickly behind him, trapping him in a full nelson before lifting him off his feet with a full nelson slam! The wind is taken out of all of the fans sails as L.A. hooks the leg! But no! Sami has his foot on the ropes!



Phillips: And the veteran instinct of Sami Zayn is on display for all to see with that move.



Cassidy: He put his foot on the ropes. That's hardly anything special.



Knight gets up insisting that he had the three count but the official points to Zayn's foot on the rope. Shaking his head, he heads over to the ropes and grabs the top one, using it for leverage to get some extra height on a leap before coming down with a massive stomp onto Zayn's calf! Sami clutches at his leg and rolls away screaming in pain as Knight takes a moment to eye Cassidy again, shouting something incomprehensible at O.C. as the fans go nuclear on him. What he doesn't see is Sami rolling to the far side of the ring and using the turnbuckles to find his feet, and as Knight turns around adjacent to the corner, he eats a faceful of Helluva Kick boot! The crowd goes wild at this, momentarily forgetting they hate the Forever Champ as Knight stumbles out of the corner and flops to the canvas and he springs on top for the cover!



Graves: Not like this!



1...



2...



...3!



DING DING DING!



Here is your winner, and NEW

Prime Time Medallist:



SAMI ZAYN!







Ranallo: MAMMA MIA HE'S DONE IT! THE FOREVER CHAMPION HAS CAPTURED ANOTHER ACCOLADE!



Phillips: L.A. Knight just kept taking his eyes off the target and boy did he pay for it here tonight.



Graves: That's bullspit! Outside interference! You all saw the aggressive eye contact Orange Cassidy was making!



Cassidy: Corey – I'm wearing sunglasses, man.



Sami rolls out of the ring and practically snatches the medal from the timekeeper before running a full victory lap around the squared circle and bolting off up the ramp with it as his music blasts over the P.A. Knight eventually sits up after staring up at the lights in disbelief for a few moments, shakes his head, then rolls out and heads to the back, disappointed. The show moves on.





The scene opens to: Leyton Buzzard curling probably a 30kg maybe 50kg dumbell, as he intently watches the old CRT tv infront of him...



Buzzard turns as he grabs the remote to his side as he turns to the camera man sneaking up on him, He "unintentionally" flexes his monstrous pump...

The tv showing some recent UWF History: Batista Vs O'Reilly from Royal Rumble 2023

Leyton Buzzard:"How'd you find the Buzzards lair, That doesn't matter..."

Batista catches a glimpse before anyone else as he uncharacteristically throws his hands up; O'Reilly turns as he reveals to the crowd the little something, something he was hiding, It's a fully loaded shotgun, Batista goes to turn for cover but mid-rotation the crazy canuck pulls the trigger. Batista falls to the ring and the bruises and welts on Batistas back almost show instantly the crowd is sprayed with salt as the impact on the back causes the rock salts to violently explode...

Tom Phillips: "O'RIELLY'S GOT A GUN"

Mauro Ranallo: "GRAB THE GUN FROM HIM, SOMEBODY GRAB THE GUN"

Buzzard uses the remote to turn off the tv unit...

Leyton Buzzard: "You see I've decided to become a student of the game, Watching the two men I have to think about most this week, All in one match at their most violent and basic of instincts; DO OR DIE. You see a new class of wrestler every moment in this ring is do or die. I am constantly on that level there is no misstep where Buzzard is standing at the moment because at the very moment I think about taking a wrong step I'll fall all the way back to the base of the mountain and DIE. THOSE BEHIND THIS CONSPIRACY WILL END LEYTON BUZZARD, They are trying everything to hold me back. YOU THINGS WANT THAT TO HAPPEN, DONT YOU? YOU WANT TO SEE O'REILLY RIP MY FRIGGIN ARM OFF BUT THAT ain' happening tonight because Leyton Buzzard is mentally and physically prepared for Batista and Kyle this week. . ."

Buzzard turns off the cameras access to the Buzzard lair...




Backstage we see Drew McIntyre pacing back and forth with his hands clenched together as he prepares for his match with Will Ospreay.



Drew McIntyre: Allow me to get straight to the point. Will Ospreay, tonight you have been assigned the role of being my first opponent on Revolution since I returned to the UWF fold. Now on one hand you’re actually one of the lucky ones, because compared to others around these parts you haven’t really done a great deal to piss me off. But that’s as far as your luck goes, because at the end of the day you are still the one that’s standing in the way of me making an impression tonight. You may not have asked for this match, but in this business someone’s always got to draw the short straw…

McIntyre stops pacing and looks straight down the camera lens.

Drew McIntyre: So take heart Will from knowing that as long as you don’t do anything stupid out there tonight and just let things play out the way they are supposed to, then you’ll still have the means to come back next week and try your hand against someone that won’t leave you having bad dreams at night. Heed my warning and follow my advice, because Drew McIntyre is a wrestler you don’t want to get permanently black marked by!

As Drew continues to stare intently down the camera, the feed then fades out and goes to commercial break.




EARLIER IN THE DAY

The titantron would cut to Samoa Joe exiting his rental car and grabbing his luggage. He makes his way to the wrestler entrance for the stadium but as he goes to open it, the door opens and out steps Renee Young, followed by a camera crew.

Samoa Joe: Ah Renee, you and the boys heading out for a smoke, I'll join yous for one if you don't mind.



Renee would shake her head but would then offer Joe a cigarette, the Submission Machine lighting one up for himself and Renee.

Renee Young: Well there's that and I wanted to talk to you before your match with Cody tonight.

Taking a drag, Joe would nod for Renee to continue.

Renee Young: So tonight Joe you will be taking on Cody Rhodes, who definitely had a lot to say to you in the build up to your match?

Smirking, Joe would be handed a mic.

Samoa Joe: Yeah he didn't, he thought the poor little guy was going to tire himself out. Its the usual stuff Renee, everyone thinks they can step up to me but when that ring bell goes it always ends the same. They put up a fight, get some lucky shots but in the end they end up passed out in the middle of the ring.

Renee would take a puff and then continue.



Renee Young: So you think Cody isn't a threat?

Raising an eyebrow, Joe would talk.

Samoa Joe: Now I didn't say did I. As a professional wrestler and as someone who's been in this business as long as I have Renee you learn that conceivably, everyone is a threat. Cody isn't much of one.

Finishing her cigarette, Renee nods and continues to talk.

Renee Young: Well after what you said about his family and your actions these last few weeks, he might be out to prove something.

Remembering his cigarette, Joe would take another drag.

Samoa Joe: Of course he's out to prove something, I'd be upset if he wasn't but that's the thing: he has everything to prove tonight and I have nothing to prove. Everyone knows the threat I am to this roster but Cody needs to prove what I said about him isn't true.

Cody needs to prove that he isn't just some boy, playing wrestler while riding on his daddy's coattails. Cody wants to establish his own legacy and honor his father's and respect to him but he won't be building his legacy on my back.

Joe would then think for a moment.

Samoa Joe: As for my actions these past few weeks, if anyone has issues with them, then I encourage you all to come to my door. I'll gladly take the feedback in person.

Nodding, Renee would continue.

Renee Young: Well Spike Dudley had….

Joe would cut her off

Samoa Joe: Ah yes I saw your interview with the runt of the Dudley litter and "Uncle" Spike had a lot to say but like a lot of people who have a camera in front of them, he talked a big game but nothing came off it.

Like I said when I got here, if anyone has any issues with me or how I conduct my business, then please come see me. You'll all find that I take criticism well and then provide some feedback of my own.

A sinister smirk would cross Joe's face as he finishes his cigarette and crushes it out on the ground.

Renee Young: Anything else to say before I let you go Joe.

Still smirking, Joe would nod.

Samoa Joe: Let me speak to "Uncle Spike" directly. Spike if you want to show you're not just all bark and no bite, then come find me Runt. You know where I'll be and unlucky for you, I know where you'll be. Thanks for the cigarette Renee.

With that Joe would enter the building as Revolution moves on.




Chimel: The following contest is set for one-fall!



Chimel: From Atlanta, Georgia, Making their way to the ring, the American Nightmare, Cody Rhodes!

The pyro goes off as the American Nightmare come out to a huge ovation from the roaring crowd and he has a huge smile on his face.




As the Godzilla trumpets play, the Samoan Submission machine makes his entrance, towel round his neck he strides confidently down to the ring as the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos at his mere presence

Chimel: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 260lbs, from Orange County, The Samoan Submission Machine, Samoa Joe



As Joe makes it to the ring, he rolls in and stands up, in one fluid motion he throws the towel to the outside as he lifts his signature finger taunt, making his way to the corner he leans back and cracks his neck, waiting for his next victim.

Tony heads out of the ring and after ensuring both men are good to go, the Official calls for the bell.




DING DING


Joe keeps his chin tucked and his fists up as he comes in towards the center of the ring. Rhodes makes his approach looking less the street fighter and more the traditional pro-wrestler than his opponent, hands flexing and at the ready to grapple while he keeps his center of gravity low, even as he circles and feints in. His subtle head-twitches and dips might be enough to catch a lesser opponent off-guard, but the Samoan isn't taking the bait. Joe hardly bats an eye as he continues to close the distance.

Soon enough, Cody finds himself backed up towards one of the corners. His opponent finally launches in on the offensive, coming head-hunting with a lariat. Rhodes ducks the shot with a sommersault, sprinkling the already-a-bit-much evasive tactic with a peppy little pop up on the other end. His admirers in the stands - and they are many - don't mind seeing him get a bit cocky with it. Joe, on the other hand, is a man short on patience at the best of time. He glares back over his shoulder at his competitor while Rhodes beckons him towards the center of the squared circle, smile on his face.


Graves: Of all the game plans Cody Rhodes could have gone with, getting under Joe's skin this early on might be the worst.

Ranallo: I don't know, Corey. Samoa Joe is a man who oozes confidence, and after what he did to Eddie Guerrero last week, you can seen why he's so sure of himself stepping into the ring against another former world champion. But if Cody can rattle the foundations of that psyche a little bit, he might be able to find an edge against a stronger, fresher opponent.


The Samoan Submission Machine turns on a dime and comes straight at Rhodes. They lock up in the middle under the bright lights, collar-and-elbow style. In seconds flat, Joe has Cody down to one knee, but the tenacious son-of-a-son-of-a-plumber hears the crowd rallying behind him and uses that motivation to fight his way back to a vertical base. If Joe is surprised that the smaller man is able to match him strength-for-strength here, he's got a good poker face. Still, stoic as he may be, his sudden change of game plan might just tell a different story.

Rather than keep up the grappling content, Joe makes a swift transition to a side headlock and uses his Judo prowess to flip the former Television Champ over on to his back. Rhdoes' shoulders are planted into the canvas and the Referee slides in to make the count...



1...



Hardly even into that one count, Cody bucks his shoulder up, refusing to be bullied like that. With some pretty impressive flexibility, the American Nightmare swings his legs up and wraps his calves around Samoa Joe's head, using all that leverage to pry him off. When Joe pulls himself free, he's off balance, and Cody takes advantage by picking and ankle, taking him down, and shooting the half to try and steel a pinfall...



1...



Joe powers out at one gets right back to his feet before he can get caught again. Rhodes is up fast as well - too fast for Joe to catch him off guard, in fact, and when the Samoan tries to do just that, Cody flips him back down to the canvas with an arm drag.



Phillips: Its looking like Cody has a significant speed advantage.

Ranallo: Don't underestimate Joe, though. He's surprisingly sudden for a man of his stature.

Graves: I feel like we say that about all the big guys - that they're fast even though they're hefty. Guess what? They're pro athletes. Of course they're quick. You ever watch the NFL? Same thing there. And the few exceptions to the rule? The Big Show's and the Khali's? We just talk about how tall they are instead.


Samoa Joe scrambles to stand again. Just as he gets to his feet, however, he has to drop right back down to narrowly avoid an incoming Disaster Kick from Rhodes! Cody's size twelve boot comes within inches of clipping that stop sign that Joe calls a face as he hits the deck and rolls to the floor. Once there, he takes a moment to catch his breath and regain his bearings. Foolishly, he keeps his head down. He must not have expected Cody to get back on the offensive so soon, but sure enough, Rhodes vaults himself clear over the top rope to land directly on top of the Samoan!

Bodies strewn all over the floor! Limbs curling out every which way as the Referee panics and the crowd loses their minds. Cody uses the apron to pull himself out and then lets out an adrenaline-fueled yell.


Phillips: The American Nightmare going sky high!

Ranallo: Don't change the channel, folks! More non-stop action after this!


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Coming back from the break, its bad news for Cody Rhodes. Just when it seemed like the world was his oyster, things sure turned around, and following the commercials, he's stuck in nasty looking grounded headlock courtesy of Samoa Joe while a replay on the big screen recaps his riches-to-rags fall from grace. Or, if you're cheering for Joe, it's a total comeback success story. Its all relative.

Anyway, Joe is really digging in, grinding out Rhodes' head into his substantial frame. He's getting all read in the face as his opponent applies more and more pressure. What might be considered a "rest hold" by some is a potential finish in the making for the man known as the "Submission Machine". The Referee leans in to check whether Cody is still willing to stay in the fight - or even conscious anymore.


Graves: We all know Samoa Joe prefers the Coquina Clutch, but I'm sure he'd be fine with choking Cody out from this side position.

Ranallo: No, Joe certainly isn't too fussy or fancy when it comes to finishing matches.


Unable to reply verbally, the American Nightmare offers a thumbs up for the third man before clenching his hand into a fist. That show of resilience gets the crowd amped up, and a "Cody" chant fill the arena all the way up to the cheap seats. Joe holds on with everything he's got but here's no stopping the second-generation superstar as he wills himself up to a knee, and after that, both feet.

Joe struggles to force his foe back down but is stifled by an elbow shot into his solarplexus. With the other guy doubled over and winded, Cody is now finally able to break free and create some space. He dashes towards the ropes and leaps on to the middle cable, using its elastic snap-back to vault himself through the air as he aims to nail his patented Cody Cutter.

The Samoan sees him coming a mile away and snags him out of the air before Cody can land the maneuver. Joe tries to counter with a rear naked choke, although he isn't able to sink his favoured submission in thoroughly as Rhodes gets his feet to the mat and backs them both up into the nearest turnbuckle. They collide hard, with Joe taking the brunt of the impact when he's sandwiched in the middle.

The American Nightmare then pulls him away from the perimeter, hooks a head, and kicks it oldschool with a Silverspoon DDT, planting Joe head-first into the mat. From there, its a quick roll over to make the cover...



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Joe kicks out after two!


Phillips: It wasn't quite enough to get the job done, but that DDT was the momentum-changer Cody needed to get back in the fight.

Ranallo: A Cross Rhodes ought to seal the deal, now, and handing this former International Champion his first loss since returning would be a huge feather in the cap of The American Nightmare.


Cody pulls Joe up off the ground by his head, keeping him at hip-level with an inverted headlock to set up his signature finisher. The crowd can taste it now. It's all over but the crying. Rhodes is panting, sweating, and bruised all over, but he's in prime position to put this one away.

And then the titantron fires to life.

All eyes turn towards the big screen as the scene plays out - its some anonymous corridor of the backstage area. Randy Orton is being mugged and mauled by the Mafia, arms held back by Priest while Finn and Dom takes turns wailing on him. When The Viper can stand no longer, Damien allows him to collapse to the concrete floor, at which point they all just start stomping a mudhole in the guy.


Ranallo: What the hell is going on?!?

Graves: It looks like Mafia are showing the former POTUF who really runs the show around here now.

Phillips: But why's it playing on the titantron? They're distracting Rhodes!

Graves: Its breaking news, Phillips! This is important stuff!


Cody isn't just distracted - he's incensed. As far as he's concerned, this match is over. He's got bigger fish to fry now. Having already dropped Joe and left him behind, the American Nightmare heads for the ropes, unable to stomach another second of seeing his new ally getting assaulted by his arch nemesis and company.

Unfortunately, a back turned to Joe is a mistake nobody should make, and just as Cody is about to step through the ropes, the Samoan Submission Machine recovers and pounces, dragging his opponent back to the center of the ring by the neck and then dropping down and grapevining him as he applies the Coquina Clutch. There's no tap from Rhodes - his eyes just roll back and then Ref calls it.


DING DING




YOUR WINNER...
SAMOA JOE!


Joe's wicked cool music hits the PA while he holds on a few seconds longer than might be considered polite. Soon enough, though, he rolls Cody's body aside and stands tall to have his hand raised. His own highlight reel has now replaced the veritable snuff film that hijacked the titantron feed. What's happening to Orton now is anyone's guess.


Ranallo: Cody Rhodes may have been well on his way to victory before The Mafia's little stunt. I just hope security are investigating.

Graves: The result is what the result is, Mauro, and that's another win for the Samoan Submission Machine. That's two former world champs knocked off in two consecutive weeks for Joe, and that's after getting rid of Tommaso Ciampa. He looks every bit unstoppable as he did on Resistance.

Phillips: Rhodes might be down now, but I'm positive when he and Randy recover, there will be hell to pay with Finn Balor and his Mafia.


The Referee checks on Rhodes as he comes to. Joe marches up the ramp without ever bothering to look back and his handiwork as Revolution rolls on.




As Revolution continues, things head to where Kyle O’Reilly and Bayley are seen walking and talking. Suddenly they stop and it’s soon seen why as Batista is standing there in their way. The Diabetic Dragon balls up his fists, ready for a fight, only for the Final Boss to put a hand to calm him down.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Relax, I’m not here for violence this time.

Bayley: Oh, what? You wanna shake hands and make up? Careful, Kyle might rip your arm out of its socket again.

Big Dave ignores the "Good Guy" like she's nothing more than a mosquito buzzing around his ear as he directs his attention specifically to Kyle.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: I want to make a business proposition. See, you and I have a common enemy.

O'Reilly glares at the man who ruined the world premiere of PUMPED: The True Story of the Little Dragon that Could.

KO'R: Every time you look in the mirror you see our common enemy, you stupid jerk.

Batista shakes his head, not even sure what exactly that even means.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: No, dumbass! I mean, no. I’m talking about Leyton Buzzard.

O'Reilly nods. Slowly. Taking it all in. Bayley leans over and whispers something in his ear before Batista elaborates.

”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Right. I’m thinking tonight you hurt him in your match, I’m talking about needs carried out on a stretcher, a year or more on the injured list type of hurt. In exchange, you name your price. Money, a bit part in my next movie, Gatorade. Whatever your diabetic heart desires.

KO'R: First off, its not the heart that's diabetic - its the pancreas.

Bayley: Second off, we don't trust you as far as either of could throw you, which, even though we're both jacked, it admittedly not very far on account of you're an enormous freak of nature.

KO'R: Third off, I don't need any more reason that than twerp has already given me to smack his teeth out of his gums. But don't get it twisted - when I send Buzzard to the nearest hospital in two different ambulances, its not because I'm doing you a solid, its cause I'm giving him the beatdown he asked for.

Bayley: So if you'll excuse us, we've got a match - slash - public execution to prepare for. Keep an eye on the monitor if you wanna see a clinic on how to handle business.

Kyle and Bayley keep on strolling down the hall. Batista scowls at his old rivals as they pass, but there's a knowing glean in those steely eyes that maybe his Buzzard problem might be over and done with tonight. Revolution rolls on!




The camera cuts back to the parking lot area where Damian Priest and Finn Balor are still fighting with Jeff Jarrett and Hulk Hogan. Damian Priest slams Jeff Jarrett’s head into a car door causing Jarrett to hit the floor. Hogan who had been trading punches with Finn Balor then turns his attention to Damian Priest bull rushing him into the car. Finn Balor throws to grand Hulk Hogan’s head from behind but he evades it and hits Finn Balor with an Elbow to the Gut.

It seems as if Hogan and Jarrett have the upper hand as both are up on their feet as Balor and Priest try to get onto their feet. Hulk Hogan tries to attack Damian Priest but Priest shoves off Hulk Hogan causing him to fall back and get hit by a car being driven by Mafia Dom! Balor and Priest watch Hulk Hogan body hit the floor as they run off leaving the scene.








As the sound of metal clashing echoes around the building, “Wish It Away” by Psycho Dalek starts to play and out from behind the curtain steps Drew McIntyre, ready to get down to business. The Scotsman slowly walks towards the top of the ramp and takes a moment to stop and look at the ground, before throwing his head back and beginning his walk towards the ring.

Tony Chimel: From Ayr, Scotland. Weighing in at 265 pounds. He is The Destroyer, Drew McIntyre!



As the self-proclaimed Destroyer reaches the end of the ramp, he makes a turn towards the steel ring steps and takes another pause before smacking the top of them with his open right hand, not once, but twice, before climbing them and entering the ring through the middle rope. Once inside, McIntyre heads for the opposite turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope in order to perch and observe his outer surroundings for a moment before dropping back down and unclipping his ring coat in order to prepare himself for the upcoming contest.


The stadium erupts into a sea of green light, "Osaka" by Hella kicks in on the stadium soundsystem. An eerie fog begins to fill the stage as manic strobe lights flood the arena in an energy approximate to that of Ospreay's theme.





Will Ospreay makes his way through the accumulated mist, strolling toward the ring at a steady pace, gaze fixed upon the ring, teeth grit with brazen anger. His glare passes through various members of the crowd, though boos ring out around the arena, members of the public standing at the barricades outstretch their arms desperately in hopes of a response in the form of a reciprocated high five or acknowledgement from Ospreay. He doesn't entertain their hopes.


Tony Chimel:
"On his way to the ring, weighing in at 220 pounds. Fighting out of Rainham, England, he IS the Commonwealth Kingpin of the United Empire, The ASSASSIN, WILL OSPREAY!"





Ospreay pays no mind to the ring announcer, he rolls into the ring, stares directly down the main camera, bounds one leg over the top rope and another leg upon the bottom rope and throws up the signature hand sign of the United Empire. He stands directly in it's path upon the rope for a solid few seconds before dismounting the rope and climbing atop the nearest corner and staring with eyes like death into the crowd. He takes off his entrance gear, throwing them over to a nearby ringside production crew member.


After a moment, Ospreay climbs down from his perched position on the turnbuckles and lays back in his corner, fiddling with his wrist tape while he waits for the match to start, a clear snide look washed across his face.



As soon as the bell sounds Ospreay runs at his opponent and catches him off guard with a stunning Front Dropkick which knocks McIntyre between the ropes and to the outside. As Drew gathers himself and wipes off the cobwebs from being caught unawares, Ospreay looks to seek advantage. Ospreay sprints and launches himself clean over the top rope with a Somersault Tope onto McIntyre knocking both men to the floor on the outside. Ospreay gets immediately to his feet, he knows he'll need to keep the pressure on the bigger man and make him work to his pace. Ospreay grabs McIntyre by the hair to raise him but McIntyre fights back with some big shots to the mid-section of Ospreay but Ospreay fends them off and drives the bigger man into the ring post back first, McIntyre winces as Ospreay rolls him back into the ring. Ospreay stands on the outside ring apron and shoots himself with a slingshot over the top rope and onto the grounded McIntyre a stunning Springboard 450 Splash!. Ospreay stays atop McIntyre for the cover. 

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McIntyre kicks out, Ospreay immediately grabs a Chinlock to maintain the pressure on his larger opponent. 

Mauro Ranallo: Will Ospreay has been all over Drew McIntyre like a rash in the early going here tonight guys, is there anyone in the UWF today who could keep pace with the 'Commonwealth Kingpin'?

Corey Graves: I don't know but Drew McIntyre is like a freight train but even a freight train can't deliver if it can't get started.

Ospreay keeps the chinlock on before he drives some elbows down into the side of McIntyre's head before standing up and delivering a simple punt into the back of McIntyre. All this seems to have done however is piss McIntyre off who has a face like thunder as he no sells the kick. Ospreay hits the ropes and goes for another kick but McIntyre leaps to his feet and takes Ospreay out of the game with a Big Boot!. McIntyre cranks his neck and looks down at the fallen Ospreay with nothing short of disdain. McIntyre now goes on offense, hoisting the fallen 'Aerial Assassin' up and into the corner where he opens him up for a big knife edge chop. McIntyre then lands another chop before landing several more rapid fire chops before landing a big clubbing overhand right, pummeling his opponent in the corner. The referee makes the count as McIntyre keeps his opponent in the corner for the full five. McIntyre finally relinquishes as the referee admonishes him. This gives Ospreay an oppening as he immediately goes on the attack with a flying forearm knocking McIntyre back towards the ropes. Ospreay goes to shoot McIntyre off to the other side but Drew reverses, pulls Ospreay back onto his shoulder before twisting him round into a devastating Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker!.

Tom Phillips: The malice in every one of Drew McIntyre's offensive manoeuvres is almost impressive, it's as if he hates everyone and everything

Corey Graves: I wouldn't be surprised if he does Tom, especially you. 

Drew grabs Ospreay by the head and mounts him, McIntyre looks into the eyes of his opponent with a fire in his eyes - McIntyre then drives his fist between the eyes of Ospreay once, then again and then again before he stands up and admires his handy work. Drew decides the match should be over already and picks Ospreay up by the head and is looking for the Future Shock DDT. Ospreay however still has more than enough left to give and fights out, gets behind Drew and hits him with an impressive Snap German Suplex, Ospreay jumps to his feet and showboats about his surprising strength but Drew simply rolls to his feet and stands menacingly behind Ospreay, Drew wraps his arms around the waist of Ospreay and goes for a big German Suplex of his own but Ospreay lands flush on his feet behind Drew. Drew turns around as quick as he can and Ospreay fires a Roundhouse Kick towards his head but McIntyre blocks with his forearm and pushes Ospreay off towards the corner. McIntyre then runs at Ospreay but Ospreay quick as a cat scampers to the outside meaning McIntyre hits nothing but turnbuckle before Ospreay uses the ropes to pull himself up and smash McIntyre on the side of the head with an Enziguiri. McIntyre falls back to the mat as Ospreay gets to the top rope and stands poised ready to launch off but McIntyre with immense agility leaps to his feet and ascends to the top rope himself before launching Ospreay overhead with a Top Rope Overhead Belly to Belly, Ospreay almost double rotates before landing face first on the mat as Drew rolls back off the top rope to his feet and stands gazing out at the crowd before turning around to look at the fallen Ospreay. McIntyre signals for the end once more.

Mauro Ranallo: Drew McIntyre almost launching Will Ospreay back across the pond with that throw, good grief!

Corey Graves: The focus of Drew McIntyre is incredible - he's here to do a job and that job is to wipe the floor with Will Ospreay.

McIntyre stands with his eyes firmly fixed on Ospreay who is crawling towards the corner to hoist himself back to his feet. As Ospreay finally stumbles to his feet McIntyre lets out a primal roar. Ospreay turns around and as soon as he does McIntyre comes running towards him looking for the Claymore Kick. As Ospreay stumbles towards him he still has the wherewithal to see a Scottish Psychopath running towards him and somehow manages to run at McIntyre, perhaps catching him off guard, before hitting him with the Essex Destroyer, driving McIntyre's head into the mat. Ospreay quickly gets up and onto the top rope and goes for a Moonsault but McIntyre rolls out of the way, no big deal for Ospreay however as he lands on his feet and hits a Standing Moonsault before standing up and hitting a Standing Shooting Star Press before rolling forward and onto his feet back onto the middle rope where he springs off with a Corkscrew Moonsault. Ospreay hooks the leg for the cover

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McIntyre rolls the shoulder out

Mauro Ranallo: What an aerial assault from Will Ospreay but it will take more than that to knock off the 'The Destroyer'

Tom Phillips: Ospreay might have to dig deep into that bag of tricks he has to put away McIntyre here tonight.

Ospreay shakes the cobwebs off and goes on the attack looking to capitalise. Ospreay grabs McIntyre and goes to hoist him up grabbing the wrist as he stands belly to back. Ospreay is looking for his signature Rainham Maker and goes to turn McIntyre inside out but as he spins the Scotsman around he is met with a sickening headbutt, The Glasgow Kiss!. Ospreay tumbles through the ropes to the outside in a heap as McIntyre gathers himself. McIntyre slides out to the outside and grabs Ospreay rather than waiting for him to get to his feet. McIntyre grabs Ospreay and simply launches him with a Biel Throw across the announce tables. McIntyre is on the attack and he begins to take the protective coverings off of the announce table. McIntyre goes and grabs Ospreay smashing his head off of the table before rolling him on top. McIntyre rolls into the ring and back out to break the referees count. The referee is telling McIntyre he'll disqualify him but McIntyre is hell-bent on taking Ospreay out. McIntyre climbs up onto the table and places Ospreay's head between his legs. McIntyre then hoists Ospreay up, feet in the air, looking for the Piledriver but Ospreay gives it his all and reverses the situation, sending McIntyre flying overhead and onto the cold hard ringside floor!. Ospreay stands looking down at McIntyre and launches himself off of the announce table with a stunning Shooting Star Press!. 

Mauro Ranallo: MAMA MIA A SHOOTING STAR PRESS RIGHT OFF OF OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!

Tom Phillips: Looks like Ospreay is digging into the bag of tricks as we speak. 

Ospreay drags McIntyre into the ring before the count and makes the cover. 


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McIntyre kicks out. Ospreay wastes no time now trying to pick Drew up but Drew pushes him off, Ospreay rebounds off the ropes and Drew swings a wild Clothesline which Ospreay ducks, Ospreay now leaps up and springs backwards off the middle rope McIntyre looks to catch him for some sort of backbreaker but Ospreay spins around Drew showing his great agility and ends up spiking Drew into the mat with a Tornado DDT!. Ospreay then heads to the top rope and leaps off before hitting a Devastating 630 Senton!. Ospreay covers again. 


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McIntyre rolls the shoulder out. Ospreay signals that the time to end the match is now and grabs McIntyre by the arms to raise him up in position for a Tiger Bomb. He's looking for the Stormbreaker. Drew however uses his superior strength to hoist Ospreay up into an almost Alabama Slam position but Ospreay slithers out behind McIntyre and goes for a Victory Roll but McIntyre stops him in his tracks grabbing him by the throat and forcing him into the corner where he just starts wailing on him. McIntyre is screaming in Ospreay's face as he continues to pummel him in the corner. The referee steps in, he warns McIntyre off and begins a five count. McIntyre relents and Ospreay slumps to a seated position in the corner to a hushed crowd. Drew runs his hands through his hair and has almost a maniacal laugh which turns to a grimace as turns around to see Ospreay trying to get back to his feet, McIntyre goes ballistic and goes back on the assault, the referee tries to stand between them but McIntyre shoves him off and continues to smash his fist into the side of Ospreay's head. The referee has no other choice but to call for the bell and disqualify McIntyre.

WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION: WILL OSPREAY!

McIntyre ignores the referee and continues to wail on Ospreay as blood begins to trickle from above the eye of his opponent. The referee tries to step in again and pulls Drew off. The referee is reading McIntyre the riot act and McIntyre appears to be calming himself down - that is until he hits the referee with a Glasgow Kiss!. 

Mauro Ranallo: Oh come on someone stop this psychopath!, Ospreay was getting the better of him and he can't take it.

Corey Graves: I don't know what the official was thinking getting in McIntyre's face like that and this is the consequences

Tom Phillips: Oh come on there's got to be some respect for the referees authority and McIntyre has shown nothing more than contempt!

McIntyre stands over the official and mounts him and raises his fist into air before security suddenly surround the ring. McIntyre is surrounded on all sides and seemingly has come to his senses as he holds his hands up and steps away from the referee running his hands through his hair he shakes his head before heading out of the ring and up the ramp, escorted on all sides and from behind by the security team.




We are in the backstage interview area with Renee Young who looks ready for her next interview, but before she can even open her mouth. The laughter of a man made whole tonight can be heard. Maxwell Jacob Friedman struts into the frame with his Intercontinental Championship now strapped around his waist and the paws of his new muscle Jake Hager on his shoulders as they are enjoying the night.

Renee Young: It seems to be a great night for you so far MJF.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: Well, when all things are back to being as they should be. It gives a man like myself a reason to celebrate, to be happy and merry.

Renee readies herself for the next question, knowing it might strike a nerve.

Renee Young: Someone who probably isn’t very merry right now is William Regal. The world still wants to understand why what happened last week happened.

The celebration does stop for a moment, a small scowl comes across the face of MJF, but he won’t allow it to stay. No a smile comes back across as he looks at the pixie blonde blow up doll of an interviewer in front of him.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: I can’t believe they pay you to stand here and pretend like you are asking some hard hitting questions. When all you are doing is giving a little spank bank material to our younger viewers and repeating the only question that anyone has asked me for the last week. “Why did you do that to Regal? How could you do that to your mentor? How can you look at yourself in the mirror?” I can look at myself in the mirror because looking back I see the sexiest star UWF has to offer.






Maxwell Jacob Friedman: Now that I have what’s important, my championship back from the greasy fingers of Burger Kingston. I can address the less important things and that is “Sir” William Regal. There is a very simple reason for all of this, it’s because I felt like it. Because this is my career and I’ll do what I feel is best for my career. You see there’s this misconception of my boy Willie’s role. You see he’s not a mentor or a coach or a guide…William Regal is a leech. When UWF started sniffing around yours truly, making noise about being ready to go to that next level…the MJF level. Willie got an idea in his head and he came to me. He promised me that with him by my side this company, this industry, would open up to me pretty much like…well I guess like Renee Young when she needs a paycheck.

That hit hard and you can see the anger on Renee’s face.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: And I, like all of you, fell for the mystic that is Willie and his legend of the last half century in the industry. So I allowed him to tag along, but the more time I spent with him the more I realized he added nothing. Did you see what Jake did out there? Did you see how he took it upon himself to blast that fat head of Eddie Kingston’s so that I didn’t need to dirty my hands? Okay, you saw that…do you think that’s something William Regal would’ve done for me? In the months I’ve been dragging him around, all he’s done is open the ring ropes for me. And then he sits in his corner giving those stupid Mr. Bean expressions, every once in a while he will whisper something in my ear. Now, I’m sure he thought everything coming from him was pure gold, but actually it was nothing I didn’t already know or think about. So if he isn’t going to help me when fat thugs attack and he isn’t going to give me eye opening advice to bring me to the next level…why would I keep him around?

Renee tries to steady herself back to professionalism.

Rene Young: Then why not just fire him? Why did you feel the need to batter and humiliate him two weeks in a row?

MJF looks over at Hager with a smile on his face.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: Honestly, two weeks ago when I put out the feelers that I needed some muscle and Jake reached out to me. He said that words would mean nothing and he wanted an opportunity to show me what he could do, nothing more than that. And I gave him the green light to do something at Revolution that showed me what he’s capable of, no instructions…I decided to let him be a little creative. But the second I saw that broken Brit on the ground, I figured I knew who did it.

MJF now is getting a little more serious.

Maxwell Jacob Friedman: But later that night I had my championship stolen and was attacked for the second time by Eddie Kingston. Two days later when the phone rang and it was Regal on the other line. He didn’t apologize for not being able to make it out to the ring to have my back, he didn’t talk to me about how we would get the title back around my waist, no all he did was scream to me about the revenge he wanted on the man who beat his ass. All he cared about was himself when I was the meal ticket, when he was paid to make sure my life was kept on track. So for that selfishness, there were consequences last week. But that is done now, like I said all things are as they should be. I have someone actually watching my back now and I have the championship I’m supposed to back around my waist, oh and somewhere Eddie Kingston is licking his wounds gearing up for yet another loss…you know to add onto the resume of why he deserves to be my number one contender. I’ve now given you your best interview of the night, saved your job for another week. So we are going to go celebrate a good night with people who deserve to be around us. Toodles.

With that Hager and MJF bring their celebration through the halls and out of the camera shot while Renee is trying to take deep breaths and let the experience go again.





[The scene cut to the locker room where we seen Latino Heat Eddie Guerrero opens the door
nasal and saw every UWF Superstar and friends appears in the locker room until Eddie.
appears outta nowhere and see all his relatives and hugs him and his new Wife Eve to
Celebrate their Party]



Latino Heat|Eddie Guerrero: thanks to you all for being here to support me and my Wife Eve
Guerrero Torres. and I would like to think Renee Young who has been interviewing me for several years now and without further will do lets get down to my UWF Superstars and Legends
I appreciate for Hulk Hogan, Cody Rhodes and Jeff Jarrett. for that amazing match that we all had
at Wrestle Mania in a Fatal Five way for the TV Championship.

(Eddie and Eve in Renee Young in all of UWF Superstars and legends raises there champagne glass in the mid air
while Eddie finishes up wrapping about the party]


Latino heat|Eddie Guerrero: as I was saying I would like for all of the UWF legends and Superstars for coming to our party and joy the night and have fun an specially you Renee.
So drink up and joy the party cause I know that my mamacita Eve Guerrero Torres just made
an announce that she would like to say to you all that supported me so without further well do
Eve sweetie would you care doing the honors


{Eddie steps aside when his mamacita Eve Guerrero speaks for herself to everyone in the locker
room]


Eve Guerrero|Torres: I just like to thank you all for coming out here to our party and it really means a lot for me and my husband Eddie. but my announcement was that we're having a baby
together so that's my huge announcement but I would like to introduce to you all to my Daughter-in Law Shaul Guerrero.


(everyone starts cheering for her Daughter-in Law Shaul Guerrero when Eve has one more thing to say before she ends the whole situation)


Eve Guerrero Torres: I just like to thank for everyone who came out here to support our lives in coming here to the party and told you that I was Pregnant and now that I am I just hope that you all stay for the party and I like to thank my beloved Husband Eddie Guerrero and
my Daughter- in Law Shaul Guerrero so thanks and have a wonderful party thank you

{UWF Superstars clapping for Ms Guerrero and brings her Step Daughter Shaul Guerrero into
the mix when ending the section of the party after everyone raises there glass when they say
to Eddie and Eve}

Shaul Guerrero: thanks for being here to my father and my Step Mother and may god bless you all so have fun at the party in joy thank you.

[UWF legends and Superstar claps n cheers for Shaul Guerrero and the rest of there family. Eddie however wants a little more to drink and shakes up a champagne bottle to celebrate. He opesn it up and it sprays everywhere. Eveyrone is laughing and enjoying themelves but the camera pans over to Drew McIntyre who is covered in champagne. After the night he's had, that's not a good sign. Eddie tries to calm him down but Drew lays him out with a Headbutt! A few people try and come to Eddie's rescue but Drew ends up laying them out one by one, decking them in the face until he gets to Eve. She's pregnant so he wouldn't dare but he flips over the tables and destroys some decorations and tells everyone to get out. Eve helps Eddie up and everyone goes to leave as Drew just stands by seething as the show moves on. ]








A lone synthetetic violin whispers through the air like a pterodactyl screech. Soon, a breakbeat ripples beneath. Strobe lights illuminate the entrance way. When the riff kicks in, it heralds the arrival of the Diabetic Dragon. Kyle O'Reilly storms out on to the ramp, fists and jaw clenched, looking like the quiet kid on a bad day while his step-sister Bayley follows close behind. He does some shadow boxing at the head of the ramp while Tony announces his stats.

Chimel: Being accompanied to the ring by Bayley, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada... weighing in at 200 pounds... the Hollywood Champion, Kyle O'Reilly!

Our beloved Canuck's neck is has that Tinsel Town strap slung over his shoulder. His pace is in lock-step with the groove en route to the squared circle. The fans in the arena born on the good side of 9/11 know the words and can't help but sing along when the chorus drops. Feeding off that energy, Kyle is spiritually compelled to shred his title belt like a guitar as he steps through the ropes to compete. He rocks the heck out with the UWF Universe before getting ready to friggin fight. Bayley, meanwhile, lurks and lingers on the fringe of the squared circle, ready to fight dirty if it comes to that.



As the camera focuses on Buzzard, we see him walking down the aisle towards the ring with a sense of purpose. He keeps his head down and appears to be in a state of complete focus on the task at hand. With the truly not enjoying Buzzard's appearance the crowd unleashing hell upon Buzzard booing his mere existence into oblivion, Buzzard closes his eyes as tightly as possible, trying to block out the negative energy.

Despite his efforts, the noise of the crowd is still audible as he slowly makes his way to the center of the ring. With a deep breath - Chimel: "On his way to the ring, From Bristol, United Kingdom, HE IS A NEW CLASS OF WRESTLER...." Buzzard moves his hands to the back of his head, covering his ears to try and avoid the raucous atmosphere of the arena.

"Leyton Buzzard."

With a quick roll, Buzzard slides under the ropes and climbs into the ring, quickly placing his body between the top and middle ropes as he waves his hands at the crowd in an attempt to silence them. However, as he realizes that his efforts are futile, Buzzard takes a moment to gather his thoughts.



The camera focuses in on Buzzard as he throws himself into the corner of the ring, kneeling and sitting on the bottom turnbuckle. With a look of determination, he awaits his destiny, mentally preparing himself for what is to come. The crowd continues to boo and jeer, but Buzzard remains focused on the task at hand.




DING DING DING


Buzzard looks over to Bayley and gives her a wink. What's with all these weirdos acting like they've never seen a girl before? Kyle doesn't care for any of that mess and rushes over to give Buzzard a what's what. Leyton appears to have suckered him in though as he dodges a Flying Knee. Kyle's knee ends up hitting the top turnbuckle and he hobbles around only for Leyton to kick him in the gut and deliver a Butterfly Suplex. How dare he use Kyle's own move against him. Buzzard goes to the top rope right away but Kyle's up faster than he though. He levels him with a Forearm before going to meet him up top. Buzzard ends up countering with the most devastating move in professional wrestling, the poke to the eye. Kyle falls back and walks away temporarily blinded. Buzzard situates himself and waits before coming off with the Meteora to drive Kyle's head into the mat! He makes the pin!



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O'Reilly kicks out! Buzzard brings him back up right away but Kyle fights him off with some shots to the ribs and a Spinning Back Kick to the gut. With Leyton hunched over Kyle gives him the Ax and Smash combination! Buzzard rolls out of the ring to escape but O'Reilly follows him out. He closes the distance but Buzzard turns around and knees him in the gut. He grabs Kyle by the head and bounces him face off the steel ring post! The fans in the front row stand up and boo him and Buzzard covers his ears and shakes his head. You'd think he'd get used to this after all this time but you know what? It's ok to show emotion boys. Unfortunately Bayley didn't get this memo as she basically gets in his face and thumbs downs him and boos. Buzzard balls his fist like he's about to punch her but instead goes right back at Kyle and starts punching him.


Corey Graves: All Bayley has done since she's come here is cause trouble for Kyle.

Tom Phillips: What do you mean, she's always helped out her step bro.

Corey Graves: You mean by getting his opponents more annoyed and taking it out on him? How about costing Kyle the match against LA Knight?

Mauro Ranallo: Sure, stuff happens sometimes and-

Corey Graves: If I was Kyle, I'd tell her to stay her ass at home.


Buzzard picks up Kyle and tosses him back into the ring and slides in after him. He climbs to the top rope while Kyle uses the ropes to help get to his feet on the other side of the ring. Buzzard jumps onto the ropes to springboard all the way to the other side to catch O'Reilly with the Flight of the Buzzard! Cool move but it's actually just an Arm Drag so Kyle rolls on up back to his feet. Buzzard runs at him but gets hit with a Roundhouse Kick! The Bristol Born Bastard is stunned and Kyle grabs him, kicking off the corner for the Tornado DDT! He holds onto him as he gets back up and finishes off the Halo 2! He makes the pin.



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Buzzard kicks out! Kyle stands up and rubs his thumbs across his throat, signaling an end to this already. He prepares the Dragon Flute but Buzzard suddenly kicks at his legs and sweeps them out from under him. Kyle smacks his head on the mat as he falls and looks stunned. El' Capitan gets back to his feet and tangles up Kyle's legs and goes to set up A New Class Lock. He hooks one arm but Kyle keeps the other out of reach as best he can. Buzzard goes to lift him up anyways. It still hurts a lot but with a free hand Kyle just swings at Buzzard's leg a few times to fuck with his balance enough to fall backwards and release the hold.


Mauro Ranallo: If Buzzard had gotten a hold of the other arm, I don't think Kyle would have made it out of that.

Corey Graves: He claims to be this great fighter but if you actually watch all his matches, it's really just him getting lucky all the time.

Tom Phillips: Well that's just not true at all.

Corey Graves: It's the same as seeing someone dance when you don't know how and you think they're a good dancer but actual dancers know they're just dancing poorly.

Tom Phillips: You've thought about this a lot haven't you?


Kyle tries to crawl away to the ropes but Buzzard comes up behind him and lifts him up. He's got him in the pumphandle position and flips him over for the Buzzard Driver but Kyle ends up kicking his feet and falls behind him, shoving him into the ropes. Leyton springboards off them and looks for Air Leyton but Kyle takes just one step back and manages to catch him in a Sleeper Hold! Kyle doesn't think that's cool enough though so he transitions right away into a Dragon Sleeper! He ends up pulling back so hard that he falls over onto his back. He tries to wrap his legs around his opponent to keep him in place but Buzzard quickly rolls back and pins his shoulder to the mat!



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Kyle breaks the hold to break up the pin! Both men rush to their feet and Kyle end up kicking Buzzard in the gut with a Side Kick. He hunches over and walks backwards into the corner. O'Reilly run after him looking for the Speed Wolf Annihilator but Buzzard rolls out of the way just in time. Kyle turns around and attempts the Harpoon Torpedo but again Buzzard ends up ducking it. Kyle lands on his back but hops right back to his feet but Buzzard catches him with a Shotgun Dropkick! Kyle looks dazed but still goes to get back to a vertical base. Buzzard grabs him from behind and this time drills him into the mat with the Buzzard Driver! He's about to go for the pin when Bayley starts yelling and hops on the apron.


Corey Graves: Someone get this crazy chick out of here!

Tom Phillips: Is it really her fault that Buzzard is distracted by her feminine charm?

Corey Graves: Feminine charm!?


Buzzard walks over to her and tells her to watch how a real man works. He's going to use her brother to make a point not only to her but Batista who failed to put o'Reilly away. He walks back over to the down Diabetic Dragon and reaches down to pick him up but Kyle catches him with an Inside Cradle!


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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Kyle O'Reilly!




The feed cuts to backstage where Batista is watching and smiles, happy with the result even though he didn't go all the way like he had wanted him to. Bayley comes in and celebrates with Kyle as the show moves on.




Backstage guy: Excuse me, can I get a word with you?

Sami Zayn: Oh let me guess, you want to get my thoughts on the big win tonight is that it?

Backstage guy: Actually I just wanted to get your na-

Sami Zayn: I know, i know, we probably don't got a lot of time because EC3 just wants to get a spike in the rating right before the main event between two slobs I've already beat so I'll make it quick.

Sami pushes the guy out of the way and pulls the camera in closer to him.



Sami Zayn: Did you see that folks! What did I tell you. I said I was going to make a cocky loser #1057 humble and that's exactly what I did. This goes to show you that when it comes to actual opportunities one on one, there's no one greater than me! I know EC3 didn't prepare for his next golden goose to lose like that and I know he's going to try his hardest to throw a worthy challenger at me. The fact of the matter is, there's no one on my level. Everyone wants a piece of me and whether it's losers like Edge or Kyle O'Reilly trying to get involved in my business, it doesn't matter. You can throw them both at me for all I care. My protege's have my back and it's going to take more than a few Canadians to stop me.

Zayn looks at the guy and seems to be waiting for something.

Sami Zayn: Is that the only question you have for me? What kind of interviewer are you?

Backstage guy: I'm not an interviewer.

Sami Zayn: Then what are you doing here? Just ask me a question.

Backstage guy: Oh. Uhh are you sure you can beat Edge?

Sami Zayn: Who said anything about me fighting Edge? Of course I can beat him but he's not getting a title shot no matter how hard he tries. I'll make sure of thast or my name isn't Sami Zayn.

Backstage guy: Ok cool. Here.

Sami gets handed some papers.

Sami Zayn: What's this?

Backstage guy: This is a contract for your match against Edge at Backlash. It's already been approved and signed by EC3 and Edge. I was just here to serve you them.

Zayn fumbles though the papers looking dumbfounded as the guy walks off.

Sami Zayn: Wait!

Zayn runs after him as the show moves on.




We head back down to the ring where Eddie Kingston is already there pacing back and forth, waiting for his opponent.

GIVE ME A SHELL YEAH!






The raw guitar driven sound of Accept's 'Fast as a Shark' hits the PA system and the crowd begin to go wild. Shark Boy marches out onto the stage full of piss and vinegar, he's mouthing off at anyone and everyone. Shark Boy wastes no time storming down to ringside his eyes fixed on the task in hand his head bobbing side to side as he jaw jacks on his way to ringside as waves of fans reach out to their favourite masked man.

Tony Chimel: Introducing, from the Deep Blue Sea, weighing in at 205 pounds...SHARK BOY!

Shark Boy stomps up the steps and through the ropes into the ring, he makes a b-line for the corner where he heads to the top rope and throws out the fin-salute to the crowd before throwing his two fists high into the air. Shark Boy repeats this at the three other corners before taking off his vest and waiting for the bell to sound.





DING DING DING


Mauro Ranallo: One has to wonder if Eddie is at 100% after being blindsided by Jake Hager earlier tonight.

Corey Graves: Oh please, if Eddie can't handle a few punches from someone, how do you think he'd fair against someone like Shark Boy regardless.

Tom Phillips: Wow, never thought I'd see the day you praise Shark Boy for something.

Corey Graves: Relax, I'm not saying he's good at it, just that he punches a lot. Besides Eddie got what he deserved for taking a title that should have never been around his waist in the first place.


Eddie comes out of the corner ready to square up, showing no signs of any damage from the attack earlier in the night. Shark Boy also comes out with his dukes up and the circle around one another. Eddie is taking a boxing stance, keeping his left arm in front for any jabs. Shark Boy meanwhile has both fists in front of him at equal distance, just ready to fight. No time for fancy footwork or dancing, Ol' Sharky's got pups at home and titles to win. He lunges at Kingston and is on him like a rabid animal. He catches the former IC champ off guard and backs him into the corner. He goes right to the middle rope and starts throwing down punches to the top of his dome, giving him the ol' 10 count. He stops at 9 and instead reaches down and bites the Yonkers native right on the forehead!


Mauro Ranallo: I hope Eddie has all his shots up to date!

Tom Phillips: Hey at least he can go around saying he survived a vicious shark attack.

Corey Graves: I wouldn't say that just yet Phillips, Shark Boy looks like he's just getting started.


The ref yells at Shark Boy but he doesn't really care and the crowd loves it. Eddie walks to the adjacent corner to get away but Shark Boy is hot on his trail. He walks up Eddie but eats a liver shot that knocks him down immediately! Eddie jumps right on him and holds his head in place with one hand gripped onto his mask and unload with the other, just smacking the taste out of his mouth. The ref now gets on him and so Eddie puts his hands up like he's not doing anything. Shark Boy rolls away and gets to his feet. Eddie grabs him at the side an delivers a big Saito Suplex throwing Sharky right on his head. He goes for the pin.



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Shark Boy kicks out! Eddie grabs his mask and brings him back to his feet. There's a mixed reaction from the crowd. They hated him just over a month ago but found themselves cheering for him earlier for some reason but who knows how they feel day to day. Or maybe we're in Canada Maggle. Anyways, Eddie brings Shark Boy to the corner and smashes his face into the top turnbuckle. He sits him on the top turnbuckle and slaps him right across the face. Bad idea as Shark Boy comes to life and kicks him straight in his face. Eddie backs off a bit and Shark Boy adjusts himself on the top rope before coming off with a Diving Crossbody into the pin!



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Eddie kicks out!


Mauro Ranallo: Both these men having something to prove here tonight and they're fighting like it.

Corey Graves: Shark Boy already won the #1 contendership so he doesn't really have anything to prove other than not being humiliated by losing to Eddie Kingston. That thug on the other hand hasn't proved why he should even be getting a rematch.

Tom Phillips: Well he's the former champion and-

Corey Graves: Since when do we have rematch clauses?

Tom Phillips: Well you didn't let me finish. He wasn't the one pinned so he never really lost the title.

Corey Graves: Semantics. If he wants to prove to everyone he's not as good as MJF then it's his funeral.


Shark Boy rolls off of Eddie and the Mad King gets back to his feet right away. The two run at each other and both go for Clotheslines but they bounce off of each other like magnets. Surprising considering how much smaller Shark Boy if but he's got that dawg *erhm shark in him. Eddie eggs him on and tells him to go ahead and hit the ropes and give him his best shot. Shark Boy bounces off the ropes and comes back with a Clothesline but Eddie eats it and doesn't go down. Shark Boy tells him to do the same and Eddie comes back with a Clothesline that makes Shark Boy take two steps back but he's still on his feet. Eddie tells him it's his time and so Shark Boy goes for it again and this time knocks Eddie back a few feet. The Mad King stays upright and Shark Boy looks impressed. He tells Eddie it's his turn and to really give him all he's got. Eddie runs back to the ropes and comes off them unto Shark Boy but the former UWF Champion jumps up and catches him with a Thez Press! He unloads with some punched and Eddie rolls away to the outside to escape the barrage!


Mauro Ranallo: Looks like Shark Boy got tired of the fish stick measuring contest and decided to take matters into his own hands.

Corey Graves: Please don't ever use the phrase fish stick measuring contest again.


Kingston think's he's pretty safe on the outside but he's dead wrong. Shark Boy comes flying out of the ring with a Suicide Dive to take down the New York native. Eddie gets knocked into the announce table and Shark Boy goes over and proceeds to stomp a mudhole in him. He picks up the former IC champ and tosses him back into the ring. He goes up top and patiently waits for him to get to his feet. Once he does, Shark Boy gets his wings and comes flying off with a Missle Dropkick! Eddie gets turned inside out from the impact and lays face down. He still tries to fight to get up and so Shark Boy comes over and grabs his head, shoving it between his legs and lfiting him up for the Texas Piledriver! He goes for the pin!



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But Kingston gets the shoulder up at 2! Shark Boy gets to his feet and brings Eddie up along with him but he's practically dead weight. He's not able to fully get him up so why not go for another Piledriver? He goes to lift him up but Eddie suddenly stands up and lifts him over with a Back Body Drop! Eddie stumbles over to the corner while Sharky gets to his feet. He runs at the stunned Eddie but Kingston catches him with a Back Elbow! Shark Boy stumbles back a few paces and Eddie comes out of the corner a little bit. Shark Boy runs right back at him but Eddie catches him and throws him into the corner with a Capture Suplex! Shark Boy lands right on his head and Eddie drags him out of the corner to make the pin!



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Shark Boy kicks out! Both men look a bit out of it and they end up crawling to opposite corners. They look across the ring at each other and both get a scowl across their faces. Well Eddie does and we can only assume Shark Boy does but who knows what's going on underneath that mask. They grab onto the ropes and pull themselves up to their feet. They meet at the center of the ring and start slugging it out. Eddie gives him a Knife Edge Chop but Shark Boy retaliates with a stiff right hand. They trade shots back and forth and it looks like Shark Boy is getting the upper hand until Eddie goes low with a knee to the gut.


Corey Graves: Looks like that tough guy act from Eddie is just that, an act.

Tom Phillips: Well I don't know anyone who can exactly go toe to toe with a brawler like Shark Boy.

Corey Graves: Well of course there's our illustrious UWF Champion Mr. Trevor Lee.


Eddie gives him a Headbutt for good measure and Sharky retreats to the corner. Kingston gives him multiple Knife Edge Chops in the corner before walking back to the center of the ring. He comes running forward for an Arched Big boot in the corner and the former UWF Champion falls to a seated position. The former Intercontinental Champion has got him right where he wants him and so he pulls him out of the corner and gives him a Snapmare. He rushes behind him and comes off the ropes for the American D but Shark Boy topples to the side before he can make contact. Eddie smiles knowing the shark is already as good as beat. He instead picks him up and grabs his head with both hands. He brings him in close and is saying stuff that's mostly inaudible but we get a few clue words like "prove, my shot, champion" but it's all for naught as Shark Boy levels him with a Headbutt! Eddie stumbles and falls into the ropes while Shark Boy just goes clean out cold.


Mauro Ranallo: Who knew Shark Boy was a hammerhead shark!

Corey Graves: Normally I'd say we need to check under that mask for any foreign objects but since it's Eddie Kingston he's going up against, I don't care.


The ref checks on Eddie who seems responsive enough as he hangs over the middle rope. He goes to check on Shark Boy who looks more like he might not be able to continue. He asks him if he wants to continue but Shark Boy just nods. He goes to help him sit up to really check on him but while this is going on, Jake Hager ends up hopping over the barricade and blasts Eddie in the face! Eddie falls back and Hager is out just as fast as he came. The ref has got Shark Boy on his feet and Eddie is getting to his as well. Bad news for him as the former UWF Champ kicks him in the gut and lays him out with The Chummer! He makes the pin!



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Shark Boy!



Shark Boy doesn't realize what actually lead to his win over Eddie so he celebrates like normal. Eddie is checked out by officials while the light shines on the boxes up top to reveal MJF with a big smile on his face as the show moves on.




The feed cuts to EC3's office where he has his head in his hands. He slowly lifts his head up looking annoyed.



EC3: Ugh what has this place come to.

Maxine: What do you mean, I thought you liked the chaos.

EC3: That was before I had cops running around. There's a reason why we went out on that boat a few months back. I've got a bunch of goth kids running around trying to disrupt order. I got a guy who looks like he came off a street running around stealing titles from a trust fund douche who looks like he spikes girls drinks. A "movie star" who's trying put hits out on people, a psychotic person who thinks people are putting hits out on him, an angry Scotsman who won't stop hurting people and a guy running around pretending to be a shark while his opponent thinks he's a God.

Maxine: Maybe you need to take a break.

EC3: That's probably the last thing I should be doing right now. At least I got most of the next PPV settled. Hopefully people stick to hurting each other in actual matches so I don't have to keep dealing with these headaches.

Maxine: I heard Sami's screaming about his match.

EC3: Good. He deserves it. Luckily the show's over so I can just go home and-

Before EC3 can finish the feed is cut off by static and a voice.



”You're never gonna stop me
I'm the nightmare you've been dreaming of”




The show goes back to the arena but The Mafia is seen jumping over the barricades and entering the ring in fast fashion. Both Priest and Dominic throw over the steel steps while Finn Balor strips the announcer's desk. The crew rolls into the ring while Balor has a microphone in his hand and begins to speak.

Finn Balor
All night I’ve been showing you who is the superior around here. We’ve been wrecking this show all night and those old guys got enough beating to last them a lifetime. This is why I am the Television Champion, there isn’t anybody else around here doing the dirty work around here to actually make sure that people don’t overstay their time around here. We sent them home and shut them down for good. Even Cody paid his dues and this goes to show that nobody on this roster can touch The Mafia. We’re the strongest around here and for sure there ain’t nobody that could come close to being a dominant force. I stand here as the Television Champion to tell you all you’re welcome for getting rid of those lil dust mites we had lingering around here despite being portrayed as the villain. I love it, keep it cause until somebody can come and shut me up there ain’t nobody that could stop me.

Cody’s music hits as he walks down to the ring alongside The Viper, Randy Orton to set things straight with The Mafia.



Cody Rhodes
So you mean to tell me after all of that you did want to be portrayed as some hero. For getting rid of two of the most iconic wrestlers to wrestle in this sacred squared circle you should be ashamed. Hulk Hogan and Jeff Jarrett are twice as great as any of you are ever going to be. As for you two we’ve been building our own little dominant group around here and for sure the Mafia is going down soon!

Finn Balor laughs before he responds to Cody Rhodes.

Finn Balor
You and what army?!

The Mafia laughs after mocking Cody Rhodes as Priest takes the mic from Balor.

Damian Priest
I mean either you put up or shut up pal. You two won’t be enough to stop us. So either you to get in line and Show your respect to The Mafia or you better find some friends fast.

It doesn’t take long as Hulk Hogan’s music hits as he and Jeff Jarrett limp their way to the ring after fighting all night against The Mafia. They all stare down in an epic face off as the numbers advantage has finally caught up to The Mafia.

The crowd sits quietly waiting on the next move when out of nowhere Randy Orton RKO’s Hulk Hogan out of nowhere!



Right after Cody hits Jarrett with a CrossRoads!



The crowd sits in shock as Finn Balor and The Mafia looks on the pair drops to their knees before saying

Cody Rhodes/Randy Orton
We Respect The Mafia!

Nobody knows what's going on or what to make of Cody and Randy's display. Balor and The Mafia all smile as the show comes to a close.



END OF SHOW



Credits

Knight vs Cassidy - Crann
Joe vs Rhodes - Fauche
JBL vs Spike, McIntyre vs Ospreay - Sam
O'Reilly vs Buzzard, Kingston vs Shark Boy - Danny

[Fauche]

I feel it in the air... the spring lull cometh. Maybe. Maybe not. Whose to say! If things dip for a minute heading into that classic summer boom, that's all good. We had us a great little run into Mania. Maybe folks gotta cool some jets for a sec before we all go gunning for the glory of KOTR.

This show has a real sense of calamity about it. A spiritual ataxia. A sense of friggin danger. A couple of big ol surprises. A certain keep-on-your-toes-edness going around. I'm all for it.

Quick notes / praises for the stuff:

- Historically, ada's Kingston has been a lot of things that I like. Intense. Heartfelt. Gutsy. But rarely concise, and brother, concision is what has this opening segment standing out, at least for his part. As someone who beats around the bush a lot, I love to see a guy say everything and only what needs to be said by just saying it. Smarmy ol' MJF is gonna talk trash for days and days but Eddie just doesn't have to say much here for this to work. I like Xander beefing up Max's security with Hager, also.

- Enthralled by and with albo and also Dres for delving into the Renee-is-a-smoker lore. V V V stoked to be facing off against the albs for the first time in a minute this week. BBface v BBface who can be the nicer guy???

- Yo this Will Ospreay guy can kick rocks find your own promo don't crash mine

- I'm gonna talk more about the Mafia later but since I'm going through this chronologically I'm gonna say here that Willy gives me some Tapout-from-like-two-years-ago vibes where you were kinda sleeping on a guy who was thriving in the midcardish area and then next thing you know they wind up being one of the reliable stand-outs every week

- JBL kicks out at 3.01! Total 80's power move! Combackszn played a ridiculously solid HBK a few years back but then left us but now is back hopefully for longer. Albo's a tough outing for the first week. Looking forward to more JBL content in the weeks to come tho fo sho

- Dres kicking off this seggy with what, for my money, is the quintessential Renee interview pic. "You smell like lung cancer", says Batista. We are blessed. Serious Batista being threatening but also with some laughs was the best Batista in WWE. Check out Dres just friggin nailing it here.

- "Because guess where the butt is? At the bottom." is line of the night in promo of the night in what might could be promo of the month I dunno I haven't ready through a whole show in a sec. I've gushed about the arc of Edge since Swedish brought him back a year-ish ago and how masterful and patient that all was. Seeing that all come back around into a wiser, maturer Edge re-exploring his E&C persona alongside the brother-in-arms and also the Narrator is just pure joy for anyone old enough to remember how good his team was back in the day, and I'm sure if any of ya'll follow along with it now, you'll be entertained and tickled pink the same

- Crann busting out the Big Match feel for this Prime Time Medal contest, with the interplay between the reg commentary boys and OC being some good stuff. Gotta bust out multi-rounds if you wanna beat that Zayn. It is known. Tough break for Knight but its heaping fuel on the fire for the feud with Cassidy in what might could end up being the show-stealing thread at Backlash given how entertaining both characters are and how solid both writers are

- Jye providing the trip down memory lane with that fantastic Rumble match replay. Beautiful. We just got a lil 1-1 with week and that's life for ya but its all G cause I just no one of these days we're gonna have us a big ol' PPV feud and we can drop many many rounds then and there. Shout out to Dres for spicing up the match with a co-promo. Danny wrote us a dandy little match, too. Always getting in all the stupid moves. Love it. Why are all the badguys total weirdos towards Bayley?

- Gunn with the Renee-as-a-smoker too! Incredible. Read that Joe tt this week before writing that match. Its immediately good stuff . Zero readjustment period with the new character. I feel like the sense of self-respect and calmness that defines Joe comes through super well in your writing dude

- The brawl has been going the whole time! Remember earlier when we talked about how this show was giving pandemonium? This is that!

- My memory's not quite what it used to be but I think Crann's Drew - not the SD one from years ago but the Revolution one after breaking up with Dunne - might've kicked off his solo run with a violent DQ or two. A win by DQ is as good as a win any other way for a heel like Ospreay, and a loss by violent DQ is as good as a win for a friggin psycho like McIntyre, so that's a win-win, baybay. Andy is a remarkable creative writer, also

- Great promo by Xander talking about why Papa Regal doesn't live at home anymore but zero mention of Renee's habit so only half marks

- Frick I changed my mind this Eddie promo is actually the best one all night. Eve and Eddie seemed pretty rocky a few weeks back in Jimmy's tt but thrilled to see they're expecting, even if homie is infringing on my step-family turf. "She's pregnant so he wouldn't dare" is fantastic. Love that Renee shout-out, too

- Sami Zayn not talking to Renee and also not talking about smoking. It is what it is. Sami v Edge AT BACKLASH, baybay. Edge could be the first two-time Prime Time Medalist if the stars allign.

- Obvs hat tips for Shark Boy racking up a win en route to his big title rematch but to follow up we've got a MYSTERIOUS TEASE~! in a promo! If you can't get down with a MYSTERIOUS TEASE~! then you can't get down at all

- The use of gifs in this closing segment is the toppest of notch. Really drives the point home as we get a BIG OL HEEL TURN from the legacy bois. This is how you close a show. With a jaw-dropper. The Mafia is taking over. They're only like 2-3 more recruits away from a Mafia v Cartel match at Summerslam. Just putting it out there. Planting seeds. Why not, right? Like why not? FTC aside, I love a good faction, I like seeing these two join forces. Being swerve in the Cody / Finn narrative that's been going on all year. Great stuff. Almost seems like its time to bring a tag team division back or something

[crann]

Hey hey, it's time for another Crann Revolution Recap! Let's break it down.

Gotta love an opening promo appearance from the man himself, EC3. You can really see how heavy lies the crown in Danny's work as Carter through this episode, and it starts right here with frustration over the state of the show. Kingston and MJF then get right to trading barbs about the IC title, and straight up this is one of the most entertaining feuds we have going right now. Xander's heel work in this one is real stand-out, from demanding that Eddie beg for the rematch to the crude barbs about a reach around. Bringing in Hager as a tough is clever work, as Faucher mentioned in his comment, too. Really sets up Kingston as an underdog going into the rematch and that's kind of the place he wants to be coming from.

I'm not too sure I'm with the Renee is a smoker program just yet but damn, I'm happy to see someone having her speak in pink text again! Old traditions die hard, man, just like she might of lung cancer if she doesn't kick that filthy, disgusting habit. Anyway, I digress, this is a fun promo from Albo and h*ck dang it if Spike isn't just the faciest face on Revolution.

Next up, Young Willy is being a dick to KOR and I can't help but feel like this is building to something in the medium term, but for the time being I will say that I love the character work from both Trent and Fauche. Ospreay really comes off as smug and a little smarmy while KOR... well, he just needs to breathe a little bit. Seriously.

I do really love a show heavy with promos and seeing a fourth one here is quite nice. Mafia time, which is always cool, and it establishes a story throughline that will come back later in the episode. I'll leave my thoughts on the whole thing there.

In the meanwhile, we're on to match one, and it's JBL and Uncle Spike. Real cool to see Comebackszn making, well, a comeback and while this week was a tough beat, Albo is an exceptionally tough opponent. Nothing to be ashamed of though, especially since JBL looks like a monster through the match before Spike picks up a victory off a surprise hurricanrana. Good underdog David v. Goliath stuff and we love to see it for the opening bout from Sam.

Another reference to smokin' Renee and I guess I'm really starting to catch on. Mayhap Orange will try to get her onto something new. A bit of the ol' juice. OJ, I mean. Not something else, you sick fucks. Anyway, I'm getting off topic. Dres has it with a good, short and sweet promo. Batista's the kind of heel that doesn't need to say nearly as much as he needs to do. The ominousness of the message here is great.

And now we're on to a promo from Swede! It's always a treat to see Ace on a UWF show, and the fact he's on the show with these characters that have such a legacy is super dope. Folks have sometimes been divided on the narrator-being-part-of-the-gag bit but I've always enjoyed it and it's nice to see him sticking to it. The UWF is a better place with Ace's unique sense of creativity.

Now we've got the match I wrote. I did try to give it a bit of a big fight feel as befitting the prize on the line and the fact that Knight is a big up-and-comer and Zayn has an established track record on the brand and in the company. I love writing heel v.s. heel matches because the guys can trade dirty tricks and that's essentially what I did here. It is a tough loss for Cwalker, but I know he'll be able to get right back in the mix in no time and when he does, I'll be paying a ton of attention. I love his work. Meanwhile, I'll be putting all of my focus on Zayn this week for reasons obvious to those who have read the card.

Nice little short promo from Buzzard this week to keep the fires burning in his program with Batista. We appreciates it. We also appreciates a mean Drew McIntyre talking about his plans for Young Willy. In some corners of the business we call this foreshadowing.

Oh hey, and another reference to Renee being a smoker in the Gunn promo! Hat trick. Joe talking cold about his opponent and then talking cold in general and we appreciates that, but we don't appreciates him smoking on live TV. Everyone knows only the Russians and the bad guys smoke on TV. Wait...

Solid writing from our boy Faucher here on Joe's match v.s. Cody. I know Evolution J sometimes takes losses a bit rough but there's no shame in an L against such a strong TTer as Gunn, especially given how strong his character work has been on Joe so far. The match was well written and I kinda love the ad break. That old trope of the momentum shift during the commercial is underappreciated in feds. We love to see it. We also love to see another valuable win for Gunn.

Another joint promo between Dres and Fauche here, but this one is less the FaucheDresverse (it's a working name, sue me) and more just Batista being a conniving schemer. Kyle refusing to be his hatchet man is honourable and face-like even if he's still promising to do a murder or whatever. Nice little diabetes joke in there too.

More Mafia mayhem, and this time poor Hogan finds himself on the receiving end of a hit-and-run. Carter wasn't kidding when he mentioned the chaos on Revolution lately.

Now we're on to the Drew v. Young Willy match and I like what Sam does here to give Ospreay a lot of momentum before McIntyre just brings it to a screeching halt. The rest is a solid back-and-forth contest. A DQ loss for McIntyre doesn't feel like it hurts him at all, it kind of fits the character Andy has going and I can't wait to see how he reacts to the outcome in the coming weeks. Ospreay, meanwhile, has his bell run and might have something to build from there, which is cool. 

And more great heel work from Xander. I know he's been using the burn "Burger Kingston" for a while but I wanted to single it out here because it cracks me up every god damn time I read it. I also wanted to note that I kinda love how I can hear these promos in the reel MJF's voice. That signals solid character work to me, a real commitment to the bit. Xander's MJF just might be my favourite heel in the fed right now.

I kinda love this Eddie promo. You know, Jimmy promo-ing feels like a bit of a rare thing but I like the effort he put into this scene. The end really heavily teases a not great time for anyone, of course, as I'm sure Drew will want something closer to a pound of flesh eventually. Bigger concerns this week, though.

And we're off to the races with KOR and Buzzard. Good, solid action from Danny here and you know, I'm asking the same question – why are all these creeps mackin' on KOR's step-sister? It's really just kinda gross innit? The finish has that nice sorta fast-paced flurry feel to it and while I still don't get a lot of the cultural references I definitely fucks with a dragon suplex.

The number one thing I love about this Danny promo is how the photo shows a sweaty Sami which totally sells the victory lap he took around the ring and high-tailing it out of the arena. But also I like the cockiness and the way this sets up for Sami/Edge (puts on funny voice) at Backlash.

And now we're on to the main event. This was an important win for Sharky's momentum, but Kingston still looks pretty solidly competitive and having Hager run interference assures that while also building the Eddie/MJF feud, which is aces. I love, love, love the hammerhead shark line, that actually kind of killed me. Once again, solid action from Danny.

More EC3, and I feel like that foreshadowing word that I kick around sometimes too often is applicable here. Ominous messaging is also never a bad thing. We like a good mystery.

Awesome choice to end the show on a promo and I kinda love how it's the TV Title feud getting some love in this slot. The swerve with Rhodes and Orton is one I didn't exactly see coming, and it does leave us with a lot of questions, which is sweet because that means there's good reason to promo and answer some of them in the next week. So that's cool.

All in all this was a solid episode of Rev. I do agree with Faucher that it feels like we might be headed into a bit of a post-Mania lull but that's okay because he's right that things always heat back up around Summerfest and that's not that far away. In the meantime, I don't know, maybe I can win some shit on O.C. or something. 

[albo2]

Nice and quick intro this week from the commentary team. They must be excited to get into it so let's go along and get along with it.

I like EC3 starting off this episode of Revolution. Danny has the owner roll down pact and does seem to add a little bit more meaning when his involved. I loved the fact that MJF didn't speak first either. It gives him the chance to feed off Kingston was aggressive and to the point as well. Kingston is a character that I think is best chasing the title rather then having it and ada does a great job here. Both men nailed their promos and I'm a big fan of Hager doing all the physical stuff and MJF just picking up the title.

Kyle letting Willy do all the talking and not getting much back is a big think for Trent. I see this as a way to get him up the ranks and I'm all for it. Hopefully this keeps going between the two as it will be a great rivalry. 

It's a shame that Hogan and Jarrett have been MIA since WrestleMania and hopefully I'm wrong and they have been around but nice little attack from the Mafia. Willy is doing some great stuff with this little faction and it gains him momentum if he takes them out. 

I've tried to keep Stacy away from UWF this time but by god, if Sam wants her back, I'll bring her back. Helps me to put more photos up of the Hall of Famer!!! Our match was written perfectly and could see that exact thing happen on WWE tv if it was now. Well done Sammy and big fan of it. Comebackszn, I thought you had me mate. Your JBL was straight on point and found it very hard to reply as your tt was so good. Happy to grab the win but I know you will get it back somewhere down the line. Welcome back on your comeback. 

A pissed off Batista is never good and I look forward to seeing why Batista did what he did. Dres always comes up with great reason and reasons that make sense so watch out for this. Did we just create a gimmick for Renee Young as well? 

I am a little bit confused. Did Edge have inner monologue or was Beth talking for most of it? Sorry it was a big weekend and my brain isn't really working but I'm going with we could hear Beths words. I like the dynamic atm with Edge being half serious, half Edge and Christian being Christian. I know how good E & C is when they are being E & C but I also like this version of them as well. Scary times if Ace really gets on a roll. 

Crann gets to write this match and include his character OC as well. So thats how you pick who writes the matches now hey!!!  Very well written match and the finish was perfect giving Knight a reason to lose and Zayn a reason to win. Short reign for Walker. Sucks to see but I'm sure that will just make him better and Zayn is just unreal man. Takes something special to beat Knight at the moment and he did just that.

Nice little progression in Buzzards story. Nice to see someone doing some research. Hopefully he found something he liked and learns from it. I don't care what you say Jye, everytime I see a pic of Buzzard, I'm still thinking that is what you look like in real life.

Why is everyone so pissed off? A warning from Drew is never good and hopefully for Willy, he doesn't follow through with his promise. Nice to see Drew talk this week and not destroy someone especially with EC3's warning at the start of the show. 

Gunn has Joe down to a tee. Some calm and aggressive in the same breath. He calms you down but you just know his going to kill you if you piss him off. Has continued on with the Renee smoking gimmick which is great so see and I'm glad you saw what I put out their last week Gunny. You best bet Spikey will want a face to face sooner or later.

Good back and forth action between Joe and Rhodes. Fauche, you can't be putting those ads up though. Very frowned upon these days but a good Fauche match up here. Good way to protect Rhodes and good to see The Mafia gain more traction taking out a threat. Good win for Gunn and lets see how he moves on.

Hollywood Batista offering Kyle money and getting rejected. If only those fans did that at Wrestlemania, Spike would have been laughing!!. Both masters at promos and this wasn't any different. Batista had an offer and both looked good coming out of this.

Nice to see the Mafia took a break from beating up Hogan and Jarrett to beat Randy up but then straight back to the legends. You can't forget about the old timers you know. Hogan getting hit by a car and the scene closing to black. Maybe he hulked up and just shrugged it over, maybe his like Austin, maybe Rikishi did it. Can't wait to see.

Nice to see Sammy double up this week with 2 matches. This writing staff is amazing. You should all be proud. Willy obviously didn't listen to Drew as Drew gets himself DQ'ed and makes it even worse by attacking the ref. Not looking good for EC3 with Drews actions and I'd hate to get in the way of McIntryre.

Talking about reasons, MJF reason for bringing in Hager and getting rid of Regal is chef's kiss. How bloody good is it. If you haven't read it yet, make sure you do. Explained perfectly and it shows MJF as a real ass hat. Could it be, could MJF have taken Knights crown as hottest act in UWF atm. I think he might have. Well done Xander. Absolute pleasure to read what you are putting out. 

Say what you will about Jimmy Uso but I liked the fact he put in a promo and actually pretty entertained by what he is doing at the moment. I actually look forward to see where he is going next with his ideas. Interesting to see if Andy was asked about Drew's involvement but great to see him stand tall at the end regardless. 

Awesome match between two consistent writers. Only 1-1 this week in the thread but Danny gave them the match they deserved. Good win for Fauce and a little hurdle for Jye but I'm sure he will come back stronger. So many different moves to choose from for Danny as well and Bayley helps get a win without helping to get a win.

Good bait and switch for Sami Zayn thinking we were just getting a fun promo about how his been wronged and a slimeball promo from him but he gets his comeuppance. That should be a bloody good match at Backlash between Danny and Ace. 

Sharky, how can you leave your pups at home and pick titles over them. Shame on you. The first bit of commentary on this match was brilliant. Actually the commentary was on point in this match and it was main event material. Lucky Sharky got the help from Hager and continues that story on as well. I'm sure Eddie will have something to say about that and Sam just keeps on rolling towards his title. 

I wonder who this nightmare is or if it is the Mafia. Seems like something they would do and not much of a break in between really. Interested to see where this goes. 

I love love love the fact that Willy and Ev got to close out Revolution this week and definitely ended it on a high. I like the build up having Jarrett and Hogan come down after brawling with them all night and massive fan of the turn of Orton and Rhodes. Could this be the start of a new super faction or just a ploy. Great ending and can't wait to see where these guys go with it. I think soon we will all be respecting the Mafia!!!

[Dres]

My fellow vets have reviewed this show thoroughly and in grand fashion so I’ll keep it brief. Very promo heavy but that’s a good thing in my estimation and some very good matches. I hope we aren’t experiencing the aforementioned lull but we’ll get through it if we are.

[vinny1979]

Great show it seemed like. Oh well.

[Xander]

Great ending, interested to see how it continues