Post by Shane McMahon & Chris Jericho on May 18, 2015 14:05:08 GMT -5
Event Date: Monday, May 18th, 2015
Live from: Denver, Colorado!
Dante Labrie:
Welcome to MONDAY NIGHT RAW folks! I'm Dante Labrie commentating here with my my immature partner Chris M. Seal.
Chris M. Seal:
Nice Dante. Real nice. Anyway we're coming off an amazing and intense Backlash that ended with new champs for the Hardcore title and Tag Team Titles. Congrats to Mick Foley and The Shield.
Dante Labrie:
And congrats to Ziggler, Leo, and of course our World Champ Dean. Who, due to his injuries, will not be joining us tonight.
Chris M. Seal:
Our prayers go out to Dean and-
Dante LaBrie:
What...the frick?
Chris M. Seal:
I believe it's called an ambulance.
Dante LaBrie:
I KNOW what it's called you moron. I'm wondering what it's doing here.
Chris M. Seal:
I think...someone is coming out!
Dante LaBrie:
That's Dean! What's he doing here? Is he an idiot!
Chris M. Seal:
No, he's a champ! And he's here on Monday Night Raw!
Dante LaBrie:
...No. He's an idiot. This Moron was coughing up blood and had to be taken out on a stretcher. Pride can be a man's downfall and it seems it's gonna be Dean's
Chris M. Seal:
Just look at the intensity on that face.
Dante LaBrie:
The kinda face even a mother wouldn't love.
Chris M. Seal:
...You're kind of an ass.
Dante LaBrie:
Call it how I see it.
Dean begins to make his way to the ring, with a little limp in his step. Dean rolls into the ring and paces around in a circle for a while before he's handed a microphone.
Dean Ambrose:
My body fucking hurts! At Backlash I received the beating like I haven't felt in years. It's the first time in a while that I haven't been able to walk out on my own two feet. Barrett, Bam Bam, and Douglas put through physical torture. And I can only thank you for that! This is wrestling and this is what I live for! Overcoming pain and pressing on. Coughing up blood and continuing to fight more and more. It gets my blood going and reminds me why I'm the World Champion. I left the night on a stretcher and I know all of you want to know what's wrong with me. Well...here's the deal.
Dean Ambrose:
Yeah I don't know. I woke up in the hospital and realized that if I wanted to make it to this Raw I had to catch my plane in the next hour. I ripped the tubes out of my body and stormed right out of the hospital and got to my plane. All I know is I'm injured. My body could be one big ticking time bomb for all I know and to be honest I give absolutely zero fucks. I push my body to the limits all the time and this is just the next step. Unlike Wyatt, that fat phony, I'm not a coward. I'm here tonight for a fight and no doctor is gonna stop me from getting what I want!
Dean Ambrose:
And what i want is YOU Nakamuri. Nekomuro. Ne....Asian guy! You undefeated Asian guy! You've been making waves around here and you're undefeated. That's great because I like doing the impossible. My body might not be 100% but I'm not gonna use that as an excuse. I'm gonna overcome that pain and we're going to tear each other to pieces! Raw IS WAR! And tonight Dean Ambrose is going to bring the war to you! Lucifer is here and he wants to hurt!
Dean flips the microphone out of his hand as storms his way to the back.
Non-Title Match
Intercontinental Champion, Dolph Ziggler vs. Adrian Neville
1st Round Match
Seth Rollins vs. Jeff Hardy
The Miz: Welcome to Miz TV! Now I don't normally do Miz TV 2 weeks in a row but this man asked and I just could not refuse. I would give an intro but we really don't know too much about this man but I plan that by the end of Miz TV we will know everything we need to know. So give it up for JBL!
A few moments pass before none other than JBL is seen walking down the ramp with his hat in one hand and a mic in the other, before he makes his way to the ring and raises his arms in the air and smiles as the crowd begins to boo.
JBL stits in the chair across from the miz and awaits for the interview to begin.
The Miz: So JBL what the hell happened at Backlash? You climbed over the barricade and close lined not so innocent Foley, I'm not complaining as you’ve no doubt weakened him for our King of the ring match tonight which I'll no doubt win. Anyway here’s my first question. Why did you close line Mick Foley?
JBL seems to ponder for a few moments, thinking on what to say before smiling and raising the mic to his mouth.
JBL: Well Mr. Mizanin, may i call you Mizanin?
JBL pauses for a moment to wait for The Miz to respond, but as The Miz raises the mic to his mouth JBL cuts him off and continues.
JBL: So you and everyone else i suppose want to know why i attacked Mick Foley at Backlash? I guess you all are as stupid as you look. Why did i attack Mick Foley? Well first off i don't believe he is worthy to lace my boots with his decrepit hands, and he sure as hell doesn't deserve to be a champion.
the crowd boos as they listen to JBL dog their new hardcore champion.
JBL: Oh shut the hell up, im sorry that im the only one who has the balls to speak his mind in this damn Company. Mick Foley is nothing more than a old man suffering from brain damage causing him to be bipolar and he needs to be put in a damn nursing home, so Foley since your kids obviously didn't love you enough i felt happy to help end your agony at Backlash, and that Mizanin is why i attacked Foley last week at Backlash.
The Miz: Hold up JBL you've only been here for a week now, you've not even had a match here yet and you’re already calling yourself better then Miz Foley? And Jesus Christ stop calling me Mizanin!
The Miz stands up.
The Miz: Let’s keep the show going. What is your problem with the Wolfpack? You attack Mick then you were going to attack Nash in till you pussyed out when Sting arrived. You really need to improve your social skills.
JBL stands up and gets in The Mize's face.
JBL: What the hell did you just call me boy? Son ive seen more pussy than an old woman working in the local animal shelter. next time you want to call me something remember what i did to to Foley, i could snap your neck in half with 1 JBL bomb, and ill call you whatever i damn well want to Mizanin now shut the hell up and sit your ass down.
JBL pushes Miz back down into his chair. JBL fixes his suit and begins to speak.
JBL: Now back to your ignorant question. How could i possiblly say im better than Foley, i have only been here for a week. well look what i did in one night. i took out your hardcore champion. i took him out with 1 clothesline. andyou ask me whats my problem with the wolfpack? i dont have one. Nash was simpley at the wrong place at the wrong time, until...well...until that face painted freak sting decided to come at me with a baseball bat. well sting remember this, unless you continue on being a bitch who cant swing, if you were to ever actually hit me with that bat.
JBL raches in his jacket and pulls out the peice of paper.
JBL: ill sue your ass for everything you do and don't own, and you'll be shipped off to prison for battery and assault. Oh and you can still say your a wolf from the wolfpack, its just everyone else will just call you a dog, or in other words their bitch.
the crowd begins to boo.
JBL: oh shut the hell up, im sorry that im the only one with the balls in this company to tell you all the truth. the only reason all of you are booing is because i am smarter, richer, and better looking than all of you combi...
The Wolfpack theme song hits and the arena explodes
Sting: Whoa whoa whoa JBL just calm down and think about everything you just said, because technically I spared your life.. One swing off this bat would be the end of your sorry career. Now I will admit that what you did was pretty smart, causing a big scene you'r first night in SOOL to get a name for yourself, but I'm afraid you chose the wrong people to mess with.
*Kevin Nash*
Kevin Nash: Yea thats right. And as for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, I think that's the situation your in right now. Bring sorry ass here.
Nash charges at him, but Sting grabs before he gets to JBL.
Sting: Hold on hold on!!Nash buddy, let me take this one, I would love to hear the sound of his weak skull bouncing off the mat, once I hit him with a deathdrop actually I want to do that tonight! How bout you JBL? No,never mind, you have no say in this, you either prepare for this ass whooping, or you attempt to tuck your tail and run again, but I wont let that happen this time
Sting points his bat at JBL.
JBL stares at sting before laughing. he raises the mic to his mouth.....
The crowd erupts as Mick Foley comes out onto the ramp way with a microphone in his hand. The crowd continuously chant Foley which raises a smile from the hardcore legend. Foley then raises the microphone to his mouth and the crowd lower their voices in order to hear what he has to say.
Mick Foley: Well Well Well looks like we have a situation here now don't we. You see Wolfpack you may want to get your hands on JBL but I will be the one cashing in on a JBL ass whooping of a life time.
Crowd cheers at the thought of Mick Foley beating up JBL
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Mick Foley: Now don't get me wrong JBL what you did last night was smart. You came here and tried to make a statement and you did but you made that statement on the wrong guy and you will be punished for that. You see I am Mick Foley, Mankind, Dude Love, Cactus Jack and what you did last night won't go unpunished. You see you woke something up in me last night that quite frankly I thought I had lost. You see yes lately I have been going round as Cactus Jack but not the true Cactus Jack but last night JBL you awoke something dark, something scary, something sadistic that I haven't felt in a long time. You see you've re awakened the real Cactus Jack the Cactus Jack I tried to hide away and keep dormant. The Cactus Jack the fought in barbed wire rings and didn't care because he loved the pain because this Cactus Jack is a sick SOB and won't stop at nothing to achieve his goals and you JBL you woke him up and he has you in his cross hairs and won't let you out of his site.
Foley then starts to walk down the ramp
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Mick Foley: Now you say that because of what you did last night that makes you better than me ha please you say your the wrestling God, please you couldn't even lace my boots. You have been here one night and already you have made 3 enemy's and possible a 4th with the way your treating the miz and as a business man surely you must know that just isn't good for business. You say I am an old man suffering from brain damage and yes I will be the first to admit I am crazy total bonkers off my rocker but even being like that I know I could beat you so badly and this fat overweight body won't even break a sweat.
Foley now climbs into the ring
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Mick Foley: Now its obvious what you want and that's the hardcore title but you won't get it easy. You see as Nash found out last night after I got through with him I am the Hardcore Legend, I am the Hardcore Icon I will use any weapon necessary for victory as people saw last night. By the way Nash you still stink of the ketchup and mustard I poured on you yesterday and what's that I see is that a hint of yellow and red in your hair ?Have you even had a wash since last night ? Did I hit you so hard with that guitar last night that you forgot how to clean yourself ?
Nash is furious and goes to do something to Foley but again Sting stops him
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Mick Foley: Now Wolfpack I don't have a problem with you personally but like I said to JBL this title is mine and neither him or any of the Wolfpack will be taking this title from me. Now like I said before I am cashing in my check on a JBL ass whooping and I am cashing in on it now.
Foley then turns hits JBL over the head with his microphone and begins his attack as both me go back and forth. Sting tries to get Foley off JBL but receives a accidental elbow to the face of Foley which seems to enrage Sting who turns Foley round and they start to brawl. Nash then tries to get JBL but JBL sneaks out of the ring before Nash can get to him. Now Nash turns his focus to Foley who is still brawling with Sting. Foley has Sting up against the ropes and Nash comes charging at him but Foley side steps and Nash clothesline Sting over the ropes. He turns around and then receives a clothesline from Foley which sends Nash to the outside with his partner. Foley then picks his title up and raises it in the air as JBL watches from the top of the ramp way holding his chin and the wolfpack watch from just outside the ring. The crowd start chanting Foley repeatedly. Miz then walks over to Foley and puts his hand on Foley's shoulder. Foley turns round and before Miz can do anything Foley hits him with the double arm DDT which lays The Miz out which receives another huge up roar from the crowd. Foley sending a clear message to his hardcore title challengers and his king of the ring opponent that he is not to be trifled with or taken lightly.
Singles Match
Goldberg vs. Sheamus
1st Round Match
Alberto Del Rio vs. Kevin Nash
.:Josh Mathews:.
Hello everyone I am Josh Mathews, and I am here with my guest at this time Adrian Neville.
*Adrian steps into camera view with a nod and smile on his face*
.:Adrian Neville:.
Hi Josh! Thanks for having me. I'm so happy to finally be here in SOOL. It's like a dream come true.
.:Josh Mathews:.
You have defiantly made an impact here in SOOL. First knocking Jimmy Jacobs an ex World Heavyweight Champ, and now tonight you have beaten the Intercontinental champ, Dolph Ziggler. What kind of confidence do you have going forward here?
*Adrian laughs slightly when Josh mentions beating Dolph*
.:Adrian Neville:.
Beating Dolph Ziggler is a huge boost in confidence that I can assure you. Dolph was the man who ended Jericho's reign of terror here, and for a guy like me to just come out of no where and pin him makes me a very happy person.
*Adrian smiles and does an opens his arms towards the camera*
.:Adrian Neville:.
This is what I love doing. Each and every single week I will go out there fly high and give it my all. SOOL you better get ready cause we're about to break orbit together.
Just as it appears Neville is about to conclude his interview, he's stopped in his tracks by the surprise arrival of the Intercontinental Champion Dolph Ziggler. Ziggler extends his hand to Neville, Neville accepts Ziggler's handshake and it appears as though Dolph has a few things to say.
Dolph Ziggler:
I'll give ya credit kid, you put on one hell of a show tonight. You surprised the entire world tonight with that performance, including yours truly. So I've made a decision, I'm going to do something that a coward like Chris Jericho would've never done. I'm going to put you on the map kid...
Dolph Ziggler:
Tonight you showed the world you could hang with the best, you showed the world you have what it takes to BEAT a champion. The question is Neville...Do you have what it takes to BE a champion??? Well we're gonna find out NEXT WEEK! because I'm laying out the challenge right now Neville. Me and you next week, in the middle of the ring, for my Intercontinental Championship!
Dolph removes the title from his shoulder and raises it high above Neville for a few seconds before placing it back over his shoulder.
Dolph Ziggler:
Ya see, the thing people like Shawn Michaels and Shane McMahon fail to realize is this, the future of this business hinges on new talent like you Neville. It hinges on a thriving environment where guys like you can go out there, leave it all in the ring, and make a name for yourselves, and you can't elevate yourself and reach the next level without opportunity. Opportunity is something The Corporation only hands out to has been's and protected former fluke champions like Chris Jericho. Which is one of the many reasons why Myself, Cesaro, and Sheamus came together, to rid this place of the poison known as The Corporation.
Dolph Ziggler:
That match we had earlier tonight Neville, that's what this business is about. At the end of the day this is about guys going all out and giving it everything they have in the middle of that ring. Wrestling at it's purest form, and that's when it's at it's best. That match tonight reminded me about all that. It made me forget about the cancer in this company for twelve minutes and just allowed me to go out there and steal the show with you.
Dolph Ziggler:
So I say we do it again next week with the stakes raised. Dolph Ziggler vs Neville for the Intercontinental Championship. This is your chance kid, take the opportunity, because around here opportunity's don't come often, and if history is any indication whatsoever, it may be the only one you get. So what do ya say kid?
Adrian Neville:
I accept!!!
Dolph Ziggler:
Good man, I'm giving you this opportunity to show the world that guys like you deserve a chance for all your hard work and effort to try and make it in this business. I just hope you understand one thing Neville, you won't be taking this championship from me next week. I have no doubt in my mind you will give it everything you have as will I, but at the end of the day it won't be enough. You showed me you can be the real deal in the future, but Dolph Ziggler is the real deal right here, right now. This week was a wake up call for me, next week is the curtain call for you...
Dolph Ziggler:
I won't be breaking orbit next week Neville, but I will be breaking your heart when I shove that damn red arrow right through it.......
Ziggler smiles at Neville and walks off the set as Neville is left to prepare for the biggest match of his career next week.
1st Round Match
Randy Orton vs. Luke Harper
1st Round Match
Hardcore Champion, Mick Foley vs. The Miz
Cactus Jack beats The Miz with the double arm ddt and advances to the next round of the king of the ring tournament keeping his undefeated streak going since the first raw after mania
Limping backstage while rubbing his jaw, Nash made his way down the hallway before being stopped by one of his "favorite" interviewers, Josh Matthews.
Josh Matthews: Nash, following your loss of the Hardcore title last week you seemed to have lost the first round in The King of The Ring tournament. Taken all that in, what's your curre-ACK!
Clutching Josh by the throat, Nash brought the poor man to eye level burning a deadly glare right through him. Slowly leaning to Josh's face till they were nose to nose and the mic, he let out a curt response dripping with bitterness.
Kevin Nash:...I...quit
Shoving Josh back, Nash made his way towards the open nearby locker room where his friends stand by frozen at the words they just heard. Ignoring them, Nash made short work to snap open his locker room and went to gather his things. Recovering from his moment of shock, Randy Savage went up to him.
Randy: Wait, hold on a second...what's this you talking about quitting?!
Nash: *Not bothering to look at him* Exactly what I said or did you not hear what I just told the little piss ant out there.
Savage: You can't just quit, we need you! The Hardcore Title and King of The Ring is in our sights, you can't just up and leave especially with the situation we're in!
Not responding, Nash zipped up his bag before exiting out of the locker room. Randy stood as he watched him leave. Turning to Sting expecting him to say something, all he got was a folded arms and an exasperated glare before they both followed him the big guy out in the direction of the parking lot.
Randy: Look man, I know you just lost your chance, but there'll be others. Our boy Sting here is not only invoking his rematch clause to get the title back, but he still has his bout set for the tournament! With our help, he's set to bring The Wolfpack to the greatest of heights! Soon enough, you guys will then get another opportunity down the line to get the tag title from The Shield as well as further down the line, the future of this business by getting the rest of the titles! We'll have SOOL in the palm of our hand! Are you really gonna just walk away from that?!
Popping open his trunk, Nash tossed his bag in before slamming it before giving a quick glance back to them.
Nash: None of that matters to me anymore. I'm done.
Unlocking the front door, Nash headed in to start the car, leaving Savage left with nothing else to say.
Sting: The score is still 1-1, you know.
Glaring forward, Nash paused after turning on the ignition.
Sting: *With an annoyed glare and spiteful tone* So what, because you've been on a losing streak on top of the title and this tournament you're going to just leave The Pac to die just like you did WCW?
Gripping the wheel, Nash turned his gaze to him.
Sting: I reunited the team with you despite not fully trusting you. I've saved you more than you did me and even sacrificed the title for you and not once did I even ask you to return the favor on any count. So knowing all that, you're just going to abandon your friends again as while we currently have a couple of opponents in our sights looking to outshine us.
After what seemed like a glare that lasted forever though only lasted 5 seconds, Nash slammed the door shut before pulling out and leaving the remainder of The Pac behind without looking back.
Rubbing his temples, Savage gave a tired look at Sting.
Savage: Hey, no worries, man. The Pac isn't going down anytime yet, right?
Sting: *Staring in the direction that Nash's car exited, following a quick shake of the head* No chance *Turning around he headed back inside with Randy following behind* Who needs him anyway?
Singles Match
Sami Zayn vs. Daniel Bryan
With determination and resolve, both Daniel and Sami stood on opposite sides of the ring. The referee looked ready to start this thing when Daniel held up his hands to stop him. The referee looked frustrated, only trying to do his job. He looked to call for the match to start yet again but Daniel again held his hands up to stop him. Daniel then threw his hands to the side and yelled 'NO!' The referee rolled his eyes and questioned Daniel about why he was holding things up. Daniel shook his head and simply pointed behind the referee, causing him to turn around. That's when he got a Helluva kick for his trouble.
Michael Cole: "What the hell?! Ladies and gentlemen, Sami Zayn just took that referee's head off with a Helluva Kick!"
King: "Let's be honest, Cole. He had it coming."
"What are you talking about?! This mad was just trying to do his job!"
Sami and Daniel look at one another for a moment before abruptly rolling out under the bottom rope on their sides of the ring and looking under the ring.
"Now what are they doing? Are they looking for weapons to attack each other with?"
Pulling chairs from under the ring they slide back in, once more staring at one another. A moment passed before they lifted the chairs and looked ready to do battle! They approached the center of the ring and just as they looked ready to throw chair shots, they simply unfolded the chairs, reached for mics from stage hands and sat on the center of the ring. They sat looking out to the crowd who were getting restless. After yet another moment Daniel lifted his mic to his beard shrouded mouth and began to speak.
"My name is Daniel Bryan..."
He looked to Sami and lifted his mic to his mouth in the same fashion.
"My Name is Sami Zayn..."
They looked to one another and nodded before looking back out to the crowd.
Together: "And we have some questions that need answers..."
The crowd began to boo with hatred.
"Oh please, we have about a fifteen minute time slot for our match, how we spend that time is completely up to us!"
Almost as if to anger the crowd, Sami poses the first question.
"I know, you probably have your own questions and we'll get to them if we have the time. However! My first question is to you Daniel, are we doing this because we can?"
Daniel looked like he was thinking about his answer, dragging out this already humdrum segment.
"Yes... Now for you Sami, are we protesting against our recent treatment here in SOOL?"
Without hesitation Sami spouted and annoyed... "Yes!"
Sami cleared his throat, regained his composure.
"Daniel, are you happy with the direction you're currently heading? Wait don't answer that... I have a new question... What do you do to get your beard so perfect? I mean I have a special spray that keeps it in perfect condition but what's your secret?"
Daniel lit up with this line of questioning.
"I have this wax, it's great at keeping it tapered and promotes grow in even increments! And- but wait wait we're getting off track, this people don't want to hear about our beards..."
The fans cheered this decision!
"They'll get over it, so do you get that wax online or is it something you make yourself?"
"Oh I buy it online, they only make so much it because the herb they use only grows about once every year. This is something we'll talk more about later, there's a question I'd like to ask you for the benefit of everyone. Will we take the blatant disregard for the real talent in SOOL?"
Sami shook his head with conviction.
"No, no way. Absolutely not! Too long have the real talents in this company been passed over for weirdos or pretty boys-"
"Well, being handsome isn't so bad, that's why you should get the wax. But yes, in due time we'll right the wrongs inflicted upon us! The referees that count too fast or too slow in different times..."
"The announcers that mock our fashion or grooming choices on live television..."
"The so-called superstars who can't wrestle with their own thoughts let alone of a paper bag! Yes, the time is coming very soon, Sami, they just don't know it yet."
"The real men of wrestling will shove sports entertainment down their throats till they choke on it! Sami Zayn and Daniel Bryan are here to put everyone on notice, play time is ogre."
With that said both men stood up and picked up the chairs, folded them back up and exited the ring. They slid the chairs back under the ring and tossed the mics back to the stage hands. They make their way up the ramp and the only evidence they were there was the ref considering his career choices in his sleep.
United States Championship #1 Contender's Match
Antonio Cesaro vs. Roman Reigns
*Arena goes black and Leo Kruger appears on the titantron smiling. Regins watches and listen to what Kruger has to say*
.:Leo Kruger:.
Good work dog...
*Kruger laughs and claps his hands *
.:Leo Kruger:.
But bad news for you, Regins. With this win You just stepped into my territory trying to claim what is mine, and when a dog steps into my yard. Want to know what I do with them?
*Kruger tilts his head looking at Regins and laughs very creepily as he runs his hands through his hair. Regins sitting in the corner leaning against the middle turnbuckle looking up at the titaintron at Leo Kruger*
.:Leo Kruger:.
I beat them down and wound them to the point where they can't run away. Then I begin torturing them. Tearing them limb by limb. I make everyone regret coming after me. Man or animal.
*Kruger licks his lips takes in a small breath and begins to speak again*
.:Leo Kruger:.
People call me vile and creepy, and you know what? I just call it fun.
*Kruger smiles and pauses*
.:Leo Kruger:.
Now I know for certain this will be a great victory for the Corporation when I pin you for the three count. There is hell to pay Regins and you know damn well I am going to make this the most painful match you have ever been through. To the parents in the crowd you may won't to have your young ones avert their eyes during that match. Because their Superman is going to finally meet his Doomsday.
*Kruger laughs madly as the camera fades to black*
Singles Match
JBL vs. Sting
[RAW continues as Chris Jericho is seen backstage warming up for his number one contender’s match for the World heavyweight Championship later tonight as he is then approached by a cameraman.]
SOOL Cameraman: Jericho, if you have a moment can I get your comments on your match last night at Backlash where you were unsuccessful in recapturing the Intercontinental Championship?
[Jericho pauses and rolls his eyes as he really isn’t in the mood to answer many questions and he sure does feel insulted about being asked about the triple threat match that he had with Ziggler and Cesaro.]
Chris Jericho: Is that a legitimate question? Did you actually watch that match? It was everything I thought it was and then some. Those two double teamed me the entire match and right when I was poised to win they got desperate. Cesaro let Ziggler pin him in order to keep that title in their silly little camp. It was pathetic and they both knew that neither one of them could actually beat me and last night proved that I am the true Intercontinental Champion and that Ziggler will never be half the champion that I was.
SOOL Cameraman: Well the Intercontinental Championship is quite the topic these days in SOOL. For instance, in a recent SOOL.com exclusive interview, Shinsuke Nakamura is the new number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship, and he claimed that not only will he defeat Ziggler for that championship, but that he’s also going to break your records as I.C. Champ. What are your thoughts on that?
Chris Jericho: What was his name again? Sin-Cara Not-Relevant-Anymore-a? Sudoku No One Gives a Crap Anymore-A? Shaken Not-Stirred-Amora? Shin-Puke Not-Going-To-Matter or whatever the Hell is name is, he just must not understand English that well. He gets credited for being undefeated but he’s never faced Chris Jericho either so yeah, that’s no coincidence. I had no problem defeating everyone on the roster in my four hundred and sixty-two days as champion, so it doesn’t surprise me that he’s beaten a few scrubs in a row. Can he beat Ziggler? Sure he can, Ziggler is a paper champion and you saw that he couldn’t beat that newbie Neville tonight. Ziggler calls me a coward but yet he had his butt buddy Cesaor lay down to help him keep that title. Hell, Ziggler may not even make it as champion, If he loses the title to Neville next week and when that Japanese guy beats Neville or maybe Ziggler for the title at the King of the Ring, the inevitable game of I.C. title hot potato will begin. So it doesn’t matter if it’s Ziggler, Neville or Mr. Not-Americana becomes Champion, none of them will ever have half of the success that I had as Intercontinental Champion.
SOOL Cameraman: Very interesting take on things Chris. Not much that can be argued with as you had the best reign as Champion in SOOL history. I guess we’ll have to wait and see. However, tonight you find yourself in another high profile match as you are set to compete against Edge and Bam Bam Bigelow in a triple threat match to determine the new number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship. What are your thoughts about that?
Chris Jericho: Well SOOL management felt that Edge and Bigelow would put on another classic number one contender’s match as they had so before but I threw my name into the mix because I know that no one really wants to see those two in the ring again because they are boring. I never actually lost the Intercontinental Championship in a legit match. Ziggler cashed in on me to steal it from me, and last night I didn’t get pinned which only solidifies my place as the best wrestler in SOOL with the most Championship creditability for this match tonight. Bigelow and Edge aren’t in my league and tonight I’ll prove it to the entire world. So Dean Ambrose, the broken World’s Champion, I hope he rests up as much as he can, because I don’t want to hear any excuses from him to try and back out of defending the title against me after I rightfully become the new number one contender tonight.
[Jericho then smirks as he begins to walk away and the camera fades to black to move on to the next schedule match of the evening.]
1st Round Match
United States Champion, Leo Kruger vs. Wade Barrett
*Kruger gets up shortly after and then gets out of the ring and grabs a mic*
.:Leo Kruger:.
One down. Three to go. Hail to the king.
*Kruger throws the mic up into the air behind and bounces off the barricade and hits the floor*
World Heavyweight Championship #1 Contender's Triple Threat Match
Bam Bam Bigelow vs. Chris Jericho vs. Edge
Edge stands up celebrating, He then grabs a mic.
Edge
Cut the music please.
Edge
Ambrose...Last week when we faced each other I speared you and would've beaten you if I didn't try to make a statement... I wanted to spear you multiple times to prove I deserve to be in the World Heavyweight Championship picture, I was to cocky and it cost me. Make no mistake Ambrose, that won't happen again. The next time we meet I know I can beat you, and I WILL beat you. I expect to fight the hardest I have ever fought to beat you. You're no push over Ambrose but, you will have a spear coming your way at King Of The Ring...
Edge
Now I know we have a few weeks before we meet so I'm going to get straight to the point so these fine people can go home, I think we should pick each others opponents leading up to King Of The Ring. This will test our will, our strength and prepare us for the war that's going to take place. So Ambrose at the start of the show next week I say we both show some class and let each other know face to face. See you next week Dean...
Edge sets down the mic and walks out.
Non-title Match
Dean Ambrose vs. Shinsuke Nakamura
End of Show.
Longest Reign: 154 Days
