Show #109: Raw Is War Results [10/05/2015]
Oct 5, 2015 19:40:13 GMT -5
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Post by Teddy Long on Oct 5, 2015 19:40:13 GMT -5
Event: Monday, October 5th, 2015
Sturgis, Michigan!
*As soon as RAW is WAR begins, Shane McMahon is focused in the middle of the camera as he then begins to address the viewers.*
.:Shane McMahon:.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to RAW is WAR. Tonight is indeed a historic night for RAW and for SOOL as this is the first night where the 2015 SOOL Draft is in full effect. Unforgiven was a great night and tonight will be great if not better than that. Now there was set back last night that RAW suffered that I must address now and that is the main event from last night's Unforgiven pay per view. Alberto Del Rio failed to win the World Heavyweight Championship and bring it home to RAW. Although that is extremely disappointing, I will not be denied a World Champion for the RAW brand and I will turn Del Rio's failure into RAW's success story. So please allow me to introduce to you, the newly accredited SOOL Championship!
*The camera zooms out and then zooms in to focus on the new championship resting on a pedestal before Shane.*
*Shane then picks up the new SOOL Championship and takes a seat with it in his hands. The RAW crowd in attendance is thrilled about the appearance and announcement of a second World Championship title in SOOL. Shane then begins to speak again.*
.:Shane McMahon:.
The SOOL Championship will be open to all members of the RAW brand beginning tonight. The search for the champion will begin tonight as we kick off what I am calling the SOOL Championship Series! Everyone on the RAW roster will be eligible to take part in the S.C.S. Over the next three weeks, RAW Superstars will earn points for their efforts on the show week to week leading up to the Halloween Havoc pay per view. Then at Halloween Havoc, the twelve superstars with the most points will compete in six qualifying matches. The winners of those six qualifiers will move on to the Survivor Series pay per view where they will compete inside the Elimination Chamber to determine the new SOOL Champion! This is going to be exciting and just like all of you, I can't wait to see it all go down. May the best man win.
A few moments pass before none other than JBL is seen walking out onto the stage with a smile on his face. He soaks in the crowds boos and the few cheers. JBL takes off his hat, and takes a bow before raising the mic to his mouth and starting slowly down the ramp.
{JBL}
Shane McMahon. I don't believe I have had the chance to personally congratulate you yet at being the GM of the REAL superior show here in SOOL. How can Smackdown even compete? We have The commissioner of SOOL, Shawn Michael's. The longest reigning World Heavyweight Champion, Mr. Anderson AND the longest reigning Hardcore Champion, CM Punk. And most importantly, the man I see carrying RAW to victory through this brand supremacy battle, The Wrestling God, John Bradshaw Layfield.
JBL walks up the steps and enters the ring.
{JBL}
Now as for your announcement Shane, this new championship should not even be here on RAW tonight. It's a shameful disgrace to me as the face of this brand, to not have the World Heavyweight Championship here on MY show. As for that failure of a Man Del Rio, he should be fired for his sorry excuse of a match last night at Unforgiven. Now as for me on the other hand, I won my match against Styles last night. In the most personal match of the night, I showed him that I am a man of my word. I pinned him right here in this ring 1..2..3.
{JBL}
And lastly Shane, I am outraged that in the draft you just looked me over, picking these no name, worthless "competitors" before myself. I am shocked you have not made this right from last night by firing Del Rio. And I can't believe you have forgotten that two weeks ago I, JBL, A Wrestling God did the impossible. I did what no one else in this damn company has been able to do. Not Edge. Not Orton. Not HBK. And damn sure not Nakamura. I beat HHH's undefeated Streak. The man who seemed unstoppable, Beating Nakamura to win the Intercontinental Championship. 2 weeks ago I told everyone that I would be the one to put the Cerebral Assassin down, and that's exactly what I did.
JBL's smile fades to a more serious look.
{JBL}
And you have the Audacity to come out here and reveal this championship while I, The rightful #1 contender for the Intercontinental Championship is left out to dry? Who the hell do you think you a...
.:Shane McMahon:.
I'm Shane McMahon! The General Manager of RAW is WAR! That's who in the Hell I am and as long as you're a member of my brand's roster, you need to show me the respect that I damn well deserve each and every Monday night from this point forward. Unless you want to be traded to Stephanie's brand and join the rest of the Smackdown Scum, then I suggest you use some of that money you have and buy yourself some damn manners. Now I don't need you out here telling me how to do my job, but since you're out here it's time for you to shut up and listen.
.:Shane McMahon:.
Now let me address your concerns, fairly quickly since I'm going to be quite busy tonight. Yes, Del Rio failed last night and I don't need to fire him because I'm pretty confident that he won't be showing his face around here any time soon. Secondly, it is my duty to make RAW the best that it can be, and therefore it needs it's own World Title which is why I expect this Championship to be raised to a high level of prestige real fast. Third of all, instead of disrespecting me for how late I drafted you, maybe you should be thanking me for it. As you mentioned, you did defeat both Triple H and AJ Styles in your last two matches and I believe that's because of me. Me drafting you as late as I did motivated you to to succeed in your matches, so you should be grateful for prospering off of my brilliant drafting strategy. Now it's no secret that you and I can come to terms on many agreements as we've done so in the past and tonight can be no different. I'm a nice guy, and we're both good businessmen, so if there's something you want, then why don't you simply ask me nicely as a professional businessman would.
*Shane then lowers his mic in order to allow JBL to respond. JBL takes a deep breather and takes a moment to himself as he begins to respond to Shane.*
{JBL}
Do not mistake my straightforwardness for rudeness. I am not out here to disrespect you Shane, but trust me when I say this, if you ever raise your voice to me again I will clothesline your ass to Hell right there on the spot. Now I know that you're the best at what you do. You, Shane McMahon, who has been booking and overseeing SOOL for as long as I can remember. So yes, I am confident in the fact that you can do your job, very well indeed. But don't you dare try to steal the glory in saying that it was because of you that I beat Styles and HHH. I beat them simply because I am a Wrestling God, and they stepped into My mount Olympus, and fell to my feet. As for us being businessmen and seeing eye to eye on many things, I completely agree. I am New York's favorite son after all.
{JBL}
It's simple Shane, the 1 thing I want is the 1 thing you can actually give me. I want these people to relish in the greatness of a champion that's actually worth a damn. At Halloween Havoc, I want the match I deserve. I want JBL vs HHH for the Intercontinental Championship, and when I beat him for the second time, I will become the greatest Intercontinental Champion this company has ever seen. So what do you say, Shane?
JBL extends his arm to shake hands with Shane. Shane stares at it for a moment and then finally shakes JBL's hand. As the two men are in agreement, Shane begins to speak.
.:Shane McMahon:.
You have yourself a deal, JBL. However, keep in mind if you ever threaten me again or even think about laying a hand on me, well then I won't even bother trading you. I'd fire you and let you go to Smackdown because I wouldn't want anything in return for you. Now on a more positive note, I'll go ahead and make it official. At Halloween Havoc, Triple H will defend the Intercontinental Championship against JBL. So best of luck with that, but that's at Halloween Havoc, I think me and everyone here tonight is more concerned about tonight. More specifically with you, you should be concerned about your opponent tonight. JBL, you'll be going one on one with the man that gravity forget, Adrian Neville!
JBL's smile quickly turns to a frown as JBL simply isn't prepared for any sort of a match right now. He begins to try to talk to Shane but before anything can come from it, JBL is interrupted by Neville's theme song.
Neville then appears at the top of the stage as he receives a great pop from the RAW crowd.
Neville is excited for his first solo night on RAW to begin the brand split as Neille surely is thinking of the brand split and his desire to be involved in the SOOL Championship Series.
JBL is certainly not pleased with the impromptu match as Shane exits the ring and Neville enters it. JBL is irate as he begins to remove his suit to get into his ring gear. Neville seems quite focused as the bell rings to begin the first match of evening.
Singles Match
Neville vs JBL
Bray Wyatt appears on the screen immediately, sat in what appears to be just a dark room.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
What have I become?
The screen flickers to the match with Bam Bam, where Bray Wyatt catches Bam Bam and kisses him on his head. Then it slips back to Bray.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
For years, I've strived to rid this place of failures and liars.
Then to Bam Bam slipping out of the move and hitting Bray with his finisher.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
Now, I have become one.
Now onto the match with Del Rio, where Bray fell to his knees and took the kick to end the match.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
I allowed people to defeat me. People who weren't worthy of my Grail.
Then to Dean, who throws Bray into the cage over and over again.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
I ALLOWED PEOPLE TO MAKE ME INTO A FOOL. I was a god, man.
Bray falls to the ground, looking down.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
You know man, I saved this world we live in. I watched as liars and cheaters allowed our reality to slip away but I, I stood for my children. I alone, took this world and saved it. With no help from another. Then, I left. I walked away to clear my head. I watched as someone, old and foul took what was rightfully mine. WHERE ARE YOU SHAWN!? Fighting with your enemy? The one true king himself? Oh, how the mighty have fallen. I begged for you, Shawn. I begged for you to come and face me, come and face your god, and what did you do? You ran. You ran and fell victim to another. You weaseled your way into my fairy tale. You and Jeffrey both.
A picture flashes of the what would have been Wrestlemania V's main event. All five competitors.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
I couldn't stand it man. I wasn't about to be a cog in the machine. If you wanted my grail, then you could of had it. It wasn't worth being made a fool. You two ruined what Sister Abigail told me would be the peak of my story. All for greed. Greed, which runs the two of you. You take and take and take, for what? To become the best? Is that why, when I watch you Shawn, my children sleep? My children quit caring, all because you have graced them with your presence. Well you got your wish. You got what you so desired, and that is the so called "One True King" back to face you once and for all. Too bad he isn't the king anymore.
Wyatt giggles madly, seeming like he's about to lose it.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
So I walked away. I found myself again. Just to return to find myself falling victim to Bigelow and others. Bigelow, he's earned his keep, man. Whatever. Bigelow belittled me and I took it like a dog. Del Rio beat me, because I let him. DEL RIO, SPEAK TO ME. But you won't. You don't speak anymore, do you boy? You're mute because you know you're going to fail every time you stand up. You're broken and you have been for a long time. You've been living in my shadow since the dawn of time and it eats away at you every living day, just like it ate away at me to see you striving in this world. But I fixed that. I made sure, you wouldn't come near my Grail anymore. That was, until Summerslam.
Wyatt stands, looking up at the wall beside of him.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
I, wanted to give Dean something new, man. I wanted to change up the pace. Everyone wants to see the ending of the clash of Dean and Bray, but Bray, it would seem. I wasn't feeling it, man. I didn't want the world to see me for what I knew I was, and that's weak. This world has changed since I took my leave. You Dean, you've become an entity while I withered. But guess what, I'M DONE WITHERING. I'm done, dying on the inside and letting people do as they please. You might be on the other side of the planet Dean but I swear to you this story of ours, it's not over. Lucifer will be slain. But tonight, tonight of all the nights I find myself with Sheamus.
Wyatt finally looks at the camera.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
You're a warrior of no words, and to be honest, I'm ready to end this. I'm ready to kill you, Sheamus. Tonight, it's not going to be pretty. No flashy words, no playing mind games. Tonight, I settle back into my being. Tonight, I work my way back into being a god. Tonight, I AM REBORN. Tonight, I celebrate the demise of the Celtic Warrior. I'm coming home, Abigail. I'm coming home and finishing what I started. My new Grail, is coming onto me.
Wyatt giggles and falls to the floor, curling up into a ball while laughing hysterically. The screen then dies out, leaving the camera to move elsewhere.
Singles Match
Antonio Cesaro vs. Sin Cara
*The two men circle around sizing up each other. Cesaro gets the upper hand establishing his dominance by grabbing the arm of Sin Cara twisting his arm. Sin Cara grabs his arm and lets out a tiny yell of agony. Sin Cara then rolls forward, and kicks the arm of Cesaro. He quickly lets go, and is met with a enzuigiri kick right to the side of the temple. Cesaro stumbles backwards grabbing the side of his head. Sin Cara realizes he has Cesaro dazed, and runs full speed at Cesaro. Cesaro attempts to hit Sin Cara with a clothesline, but Cara ducks underneath. Cesaro turns around, and gets nailed with a handspring back elbow. The fans begin to cheer for what they have just seen was pure awesomeness, and extreme athletic ability. Sin Cara stands up, and begins to taunt. The fans begin to chant.*
.:Fans:.
LUCHA! LUCHA! LUCHA!
*Sin Cara goes to pick up Cesaro, and gets punched in the abdomen. Cesaro quickly gets up to his feet, and hits a HUGE uppercut on Sin Cara. Sin Cara drops immediately. Cesaro begins to chuckle looking down at Sin Cara. Cesaro goes to pick up Sin Cara for a Gutwrench Suplex.*
*He pauses looking around the arena for approval. The fans cheer greatly for one half of the newly crowned tag team champion. A smirk builds upon of The King of Swing.
*He throws Sin Cara with his pure strength over his shoulder. After Sin Cara hits the ground he arches his back and grabs it. A yell from sure pain can be heard coming from Sin Cara. Cesaro smiles as he walks to Sin Cara's legs. He grabs them under hooking them underneath his arm pits. He begins to swing Cara.*
*He manages to swing Sin Cara 10 times around. He throws Sin Cara over to the side. Cesaro flexs to show his determination is unstoppable. He causal walks over to Sin Cara's body thinking he has the match put away, and he Irish whips Sin Cara to the ropes. Cesaro throws Sin Cara into the air like a pizza. As Sin Cara is coming down, and is about to get struck with an uppercut. He grabs Cesaro's arm, and does an arm drag. Cesaro ends up in the corner. Sin Cara rushes over and lifts Cesaro into the air and sits him up on the top rope. Sin Cara backs up a little bit and runs full sprint, and jumps onto the top turnbuckle. Sin Cara jumps locking his legs around Cesaro's head attempting to pull off a super hurricanrana off the top rope.*
*Cesaro stops his momentum with his unhuman like strength.*
*Sin Cara finally gets the upperhand on Cesaro, and he slowly but surely gets up to his feet. Sin Cara notices Cesaro is still down. He quickly rushes over, and quickly gets on the top turnbuckle. Sin Cara jumps off going for the swaton bomb*
*he is met with a uppercut from Cesaro, and quickly Cesaro covers him.*
1....
2....
3!!!!!
*Adrian Neville is shown walking backstage towards a door that reads "Finn Balor". Neville pauses at the door and a look of anger overcomes his face. He flings the door open, and begins yelling*
.:Adrian Neville:.
FINN! You have a lot of explaining to do for the shit you pulled at Unforgiven! You left me alone to defend OUR titles, and then after my loss you come down, and attack me? What in the hell is going through your mind man? I thought we were friends, but you pull this shit out on me? You put a knife in my back..
*Finn Balor turns around in a daze towards Neville. His eyes are glossy as he just stares at Adrian for a few seconds before speaking*
}Finn{
Oh hey Neville. Look man I know I haven't really been all the responsive lately and that's on me. I just...haven't felt myself lately. Like at all. Everything has been kind of hazy lately. But I'm here now and I'm ready to defend our titles! You ready man?
*Adrian Neville shakes his looking down, and gets even madder*
.:Adrian Neville:.
I know your not fucking acting stupid on me... BALOR YOUR ASS DIDN'T SHOW UP! YOU LEFT ME HANGING TO DEFEND OUR TITLES BY MYSELF! THEN....THEN..
*Neville pauses, and grits his teeth*
.:Adrian Neville:.
You had the audacity to show up after the match.. and attack me! You destroyed everything I have sacrificed to get here, and claim gold, but in one night by you not showing up.
*Neville points at Balor when he says you*
.:Adrian Neville:.
That was a helping handing in destroying all my hard work that I have done to earn that title.
*Finn looks confused and pauses*
}Finn{
What are you talking about? Lost the titles? I attacked you? Neville you sure you're okay? Looks I know I've been gone for a few weeks but I'm pretty sure tonight is Unforgiven. And i'm pretty sure I would have remembered attacking you which I would NEVER do. We won those titles together man. That took some hard work. I wouldn't just suddenly turn on you like that.
*Finn puts his hand on Neville's shoulder*
}Finn{
I Think you've been working yourself too much man. Because what you've just described...doesn't sound like me at all man.
.:Adrian Neville:.
Well it happened Balor.. You better hand over your title to the new tag team champions or Teddy Long will be after you to take it by force, and suspend you. Also, I am fine.. It seems to me if anyone here isn't okay. It's you Finn. Just to show for sure that you did do all of this.
*Neville pulls out his phone, and shows him the clips of him not showing, and attacking.*
.:Adrian Neville:.
There's now hiding from the truth Balor. I caught you in a LIE. What did I do to you that would cause you to do this? I am pretty sure I haven't done a damn thing to deserve what you have done to me.
*Finn gets a far away look in his eye as he just stares at Neville before shaking his head*
}Finn{
Look I don't know what's going on but that isn't me! That can't be me! I don't remember doing anything like that? I'm not lying! What reason would I have to attack my best friend? We aren't even singles competitors! Whatever happened I didn't do it!
*Neville stares at Finn with an unconvinced look*
}Finn{
I didn't do it man! I couldn't have! This doesn't even make any sense!
*Neville grabs Balor by his shirt and brings him in close*
.:Adrian Neville:.
I swear to God Finn if you ever attack me again. I can't be held accountable what I do next to you. There will be hell to pay for your actions. So I dare you Finn do it again! I dare you!
*Adrian Neville lets go of Balor, and walks away*
Singles Match
Bray Wyatt vs. Sheamus
Bray Wyatt via Sister Abigail
Bray Wyatt via Sister Abigail
Singles Match
Roman Regins vs Collin Casdy
*Roman slowly gets up to his feet and motions over for a mic*
.:Roman Regins:.
Alright, I will admit it, I underestimated Colin big time. I slipped up and showed to little remorse for him. And I think I've had enough of doing that. For too long I have shown my opponents remorse, I haven't always given my all. That ends NOW. I will no longer show remorse to those who stand in my way. I will only show Ruthless AGGRESSION! Understand that I will become a force to be reckoned with and no man to be thought lightly of. Believe That.
*Shane McMahon is on his phone as RAW returns from a commercial break.*
Shane McMahon: Look, this is what we got to do tonight. I understand but listen here… I’ll let you know right now that next week on RAW…
*Shane stops talking as he sees someone walking into his office.*
Shane McMahon: Actually, I’m going to have to call you back later.
*Shane hangs up the phone as he isn’t sure what to make of who’s in his office. The camera zooms out slightly to reveal Enzo Amore and Colin Cassady in his office. Shane then points his finger to the left of Enzo and Cass as he asks them…*
{{Colin Cassidy}}
Ah, boda boom, the GM is in the room!
Shane McMahon: What the hell is he doing here?
*Enzo points to the person to his far left and replies to Shane.*
{{Enzo Amore}}
HIM? … ISN’T HE SUPPOSE TO BE HERE?
*Enzo points to the person to his far left and replies to Shane.*
Shane McMahon: Yeah, why are you here?
*The camera then finally moves over to focus on the person standing to the left of Enzo and Cass. It is revealed to be...*
{{Snoop Dogg}}
I got drafted my brotha. You should remember considering you was the one who did it.
{{Colin Cassidy}}
Yeah man, what's the big idea. Snoop here got drafted.
{{Enzo Amore}}
Indeed he did. Defnitely the best thing to happen here since that ol' jalopee man, Vince-
*Cass slaps Enzo's arm, making him stop what he was going to say. The wheels click as Enzo looks at Shane McMahon.*
{{Enzo Amore}}
Russo, hit the bricks.
*Enzo and Cass both smile, as though they are saints, while Snoop, Snoop is on cloud nine.*
{{Snoop Dogg}}
So what's the word? Am I Raw's new D-O-Double G talent or not cause you know I got shit to do bruh.
Shane McMahon: Look, I'm sorry...Snoop but I think there's been some mix....What the....what are you doing?
A haze of smoke starts to cloud the office as Snoop inhales deeply
{{Snoop Dogg}}
What's it look like man? Surely you ain't to rich to get a little high?
Collin motions for Snoop to pass the blunt while Shane looks on in shock
{{Collin Cassidy}}
Yeah I could definitely use some of this.
Shane just looks to Enzo who shakes his head slightly. Collin offers the blunt to Enzo who shakes his head.
{{Enzo Amore}}
Thanks, but I got a match tonight. And if I'm high, i'm gonna be hitting nothing out there. Actually I think it's gonna start soon so I need to go. Shane, I'll see ya. Snoop, make sure you come visit next time you're in the area.
Enzo makes an exit as Shane calls out after him
{{Collin Cassidy}}
So we were thinking his first match could be against that skinny old guy. What's his name?...Oh yeah! Shawn Michaels!
Shane McMahon: No. I'm sorry Snoop... *Cough* … We have a misunderstanding. You got drafted to Smackdown by my sister, Stephanie McMahon. You're not supposed to be here. You got to leave here now. I'm not trying to get sued by her for not having permission to have you here tonight. Cass, please get him out of here!
*Shane McMahon is on his phone as RAW returns from a commercial break.*
Shane McMahon: Look, this is what we got to do tonight. I understand but listen here… I’ll let you know right now that next week on RAW…
*Shane stops talking as he sees someone walking into his office.*
Shane McMahon: Actually, I’m going to have to call you back later.
*Shane hangs up the phone as he isn’t sure what to make of who’s in his office. The camera zooms out slightly to reveal Enzo Amore and Colin Cassady in his office. Shane then points his finger to the left of Enzo and Cass as he asks them…*
{{Colin Cassidy}}
Ah, boda boom, the GM is in the room!
Shane McMahon: What the hell is he doing here?
*Enzo points to the person to his far left and replies to Shane.*
{{Enzo Amore}}
HIM? … ISN’T HE SUPPOSE TO BE HERE?
*Enzo points to the person to his far left and replies to Shane.*
Shane McMahon: Yeah, why are you here?
*The camera then finally moves over to focus on the person standing to the left of Enzo and Cass. It is revealed to be...*
{{Snoop Dogg}}
I got drafted my brotha. You should remember considering you was the one who did it.
{{Colin Cassidy}}
Yeah man, what's the big idea. Snoop here got drafted.
{{Enzo Amore}}
Indeed he did. Defnitely the best thing to happen here since that ol' jalopee man, Vince-
*Cass slaps Enzo's arm, making him stop what he was going to say. The wheels click as Enzo looks at Shane McMahon.*
{{Enzo Amore}}
Russo, hit the bricks.
*Enzo and Cass both smile, as though they are saints, while Snoop, Snoop is on cloud nine.*
{{Snoop Dogg}}
So what's the word? Am I Raw's new D-O-Double G talent or not cause you know I got shit to do bruh.
Shane McMahon: Look, I'm sorry...Snoop but I think there's been some mix....What the....what are you doing?
A haze of smoke starts to cloud the office as Snoop inhales deeply
{{Snoop Dogg}}
What's it look like man? Surely you ain't to rich to get a little high?
Collin motions for Snoop to pass the blunt while Shane looks on in shock
{{Collin Cassidy}}
Yeah I could definitely use some of this.
Shane just looks to Enzo who shakes his head slightly. Collin offers the blunt to Enzo who shakes his head.
{{Enzo Amore}}
Thanks, but I got a match tonight. And if I'm high, i'm gonna be hitting nothing out there. Actually I think it's gonna start soon so I need to go. Shane, I'll see ya. Snoop, make sure you come visit next time you're in the area.
Enzo makes an exit as Shane calls out after him
{{Collin Cassidy}}
So we were thinking his first match could be against that skinny old guy. What's his name?...Oh yeah! Shawn Michaels!
Shane McMahon: No. I'm sorry Snoop... *Cough* … We have a misunderstanding. You got drafted to Smackdown by my sister, Stephanie McMahon. You're not supposed to be here. You got to leave here now. I'm not trying to get sued by her for not having permission to have you here tonight. Cass, please get him out of here!
Shane McMahon coughs and pinches the bridge of his nose as Enzo, Cass and Snoop leave his office.
Tag Team Turmoil Match
Kalisto & Simon Gotch vs. Enzo Amore & Stardust
*RAW is WAR returns from a commercial break with a pre-recorded message from RAW superstar John Cena. The camera shows Cena in a hospital with a cast on his arm as he has a stress ball in his hand. Cena is trying to relax at the moment before he addresses the RAW audience.*
John Cena || 3x World Heavyweight Champion
John Cena here, and I am very proud to be a member of the RAW roster. I know I was technically drafted last to RAW, but I understood why. Right now, I’m a liability as I’m not healthy and drafting me was a gamble for either GM. However, I was just happy to be drafted and I’m really looking forward to coming back and competing for RAW is WAR and hopefully sooner than later I’d love an opportunity to challenge for the SOOL Championship. I’m always looking to be the best and I strive to succeed in new areas and winning a title that I’ve never won before is a goal of mine and that SOOL Championship is on my radar for sure. I’m banged up right now as you can see as there are also many other injures that I’m dealing with right now but I’m taking it one day at a time. There’s no definite time table for my return right now but I will be working harder than ever to get back in that ring sooner than later.
*Cena takes a deep breath as he continues to squeeze his stress ball in order to keep the blood flowing normally in his arm. Cena then grabs his water bottle nearby and begins to drink it as the recording comes to end.*
*Batista's music starts to play as a mix of cheer and boos erupt from the crowd and comes out with a mic in hand walking down the ramp fully dressed before his match later tonight*
Welcome, to the Animals show. Where we talk about how I get screwed over.. Now first, let's get the elephant out of the room.. Yes I said I was unleashing the Animal, but I haven't.. Or else I'd have the Hardcore title around my waist.. Goldust is just lucky he's off on Smackdown now or else his hardcore title, would be mine..
*Batista now enters the ring still addressing the fans, superstars, and admin*
Because one on one, no one stands a chance in the ring with me. Not Goldust, what a joke.. All he's doing with that title is making it lose its prestige more than it already has. The title should be handled by someone worth holding a title, ME. Goldust is just like all you people, worthless nobody's.. As for the Miz, he was just a distraction to me in the ring and is what put me off of my game..
Tonight, I have ANOTHER triple threat match. Seems as if someone wants the odds stacked against me.. Good job admin, you've pissed off the one man you really needn't be pissing off.. But no worries, I'll get what's coming to me. You want to know why? Because I'm special and people like me get what's rightfully theirs. And thats a Championship. So all you nobody is better Deal..With..It..
*Batista music starts to play, he lays the mic down on the mat and slowly makes his way out of the ring*
*At the sound of his entrance, the crowd immediately begins to scream and shout their displeasure for Bigelow... His music carries on but Bam Bam has yet to emerge from the back curtain...
After a few moments, a camera in the back of the arena finds Bigelow talking on the phone near the locker room.*
Bam Bam Bigelow
...did you get a chance to see it? ...yeah it was easier than we thought...
*A SOOL staff member approaches*
SOOL Staff
Mr. Bigelow, I'm sorry to interrupt but it's time for your match, your music is playing now.
Bam Bam Bigelow
Get away from me you little shit, if they played my music too early that's their problem.
*back to his call*
...oh yeah, it's going to be different now.
SOOL Staff
Sir I'm sorry but you are scheduled to go on now.
Bam Bam Bigelow
*Ignoring the staff*...yeah I'm going to set them straight on that now... I'll be hearing from you.
*Bam Bam hangs up his call and pushes the SOOL staffer aside as heads to the arena stage entrance.*
*This time Bam Bam does appear at the top of the ramp. He continues to walk down the ramp looking frustrated and not paying attention to a jeering crowd at either side.*
Ring Announcer
Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 400 pounds, Bam Bam Bigelow!
*As Bigelow enters the ring he immediately approaches the ring announcer, he places a hand on the microphone*
Bam Bam Bigelow
Give me that mic and get out of the ring... Now!
Ring Announcer
*still holding onto the microphone* ...Wha? Wait! I still have to announce the other...
Bam Bam Bigelow
Are you going to get out of this ring or am I going to have to break your back over that turnbuckle post and throw you out?!
*To this the ring announcer makes no response but quickly turns around to step through the ropes and takes the ring steps to the arena floor. Bigelow looks out into the crowd then turns his attention to the ramp, facing to the empty entry way as he begins to speak.*
Bam Bam Bigelow
Who's asshole do I have to kick in, to get some fuckin' respect around here?! Is it Batista? No! Batista can fight but he is gonna find out there's a big difference in being an animal and a BEAST! Is it Finn Balor? No! Is he Finn, is he Balor, do I care? No! I'm not here to help somebody through their identity crisis. No, I think that asshole I need to kick in belongs to Shane McMahon. Oh and don't bother coming out here Shane because I will just tear you apart right now, I don't want to see your stupid monkey face or hear anything else you got to say tonight. Let me do a little math for you retards here in Sturgis, the morons watching around the world and for those dumbasses running this joke of a company in the back. In the Brand Split Draft, Shane, you chose me for the 20th pick for Raw. That alone is the is an insult but for those of you still trying to count on your fingers and toes that made me the 40th pick from the entire SOOL roster. Are you fucking kidding me? Besides Edge I'm the one who has come closest to taking the top title from Ambrose but there was always somebody else there to get in the way and ruin it. So now Ambrose is afraid of me taking his precious title away from him, he knows I can do it. So he wants me on a different brand than him and every smart mark knows that Ambrose is in bed with Stephanie McMahon so guess what? OF COURSE she was never going to pick me! I'm over them and their stupid locker room politics.
Bam Bam Bigelow
That leaves you Shane and you chose me 20th, 40th overall. FUCK YOU! You picked some guys ahead of me that aren't shit, some guys that never were shit and some guys that are never gonna be shit and you know it! Then after almost a damn year in the making, ever since I won my debut in the SOOL Royal Rumble, I finally get my one on one match with Bray Wyatt at Unforgiven. He can talk about himself all year but he didn't have a whole lot to say about me did he? No, he didn't say anything before the match and he couldn't say anything after the match, I made sure of that!
*The crowd eripts again into disgust with Bigelow, having heard enough. Bam Bam reacts, welcoming their jeers and taunting them, posing proud of his accomplishment.*
Bam Bam Bigelow
That's right, I shut him the fuck up, just like I shut all his kids in the crowd the fuck up. Shane your number 20 pick, the 40th pick in SOOL took your number 1 pick, THE number 1 pick in SOOL and I kicked his ass all over this ring! I took a shit on your fucking pecking order! Oh and Steph? If your watching now, when you and Ambrose break it off or your brand starts failing from lack of top talent, when you ask me to come over, you'll have to speak into the microphone and I got your mic, *Bam Bam reaches below his belly to grab his crotch* RIGHT HERE BITCH!
Bam Bam Bigelow
You would think that beating the number 1 pick in SOOL was enough to get you jack holes to take notice but it isn't! I come into Raw and what do I see, I mean it's not the main event but I see in the main card billing, Bray Wyatt vs Sheamus. Oh and where is my match? Here it is, some random triple threat with some rookies. I don't care what low card title matches they've been in they are rookies compared to me and what I've done to this place! Shane, do you like having arms? It is going to be hard... so hard for you to count your money without any hands. So when you sit in your office behind your big wooden desk, in your fat leather chair, counting money and making matches you better think twice when you run across my name because I will bury you under that desk and chair right before I jump ship or better yet, sink this one!
*Bigelow exits the ring to where the ring announcer has been standing. He walks over the announcer and places a firm grip on the smaller man's shoulder.*
Bam Bam Bigelow
Now get those two bastards out here and let's get this bullshit over with! WELCOME TO RAW, MOTHER FUCKERS!
*Bigelow shoves the microphone into the chest of the ring announcer before returning to the ring.*
Triple Threat
Batista vs Bam Bam Bigelow vs Finn
Singles Match
Shinsuke Nakamura vs. Shawn Michaels
END OF SHOW.