Post by jakeroberts on Jun 24, 2006 0:04:27 GMT -5
The distorted tapping intro that builds into AFI’s the Leaving Song, Part II begins. A three power-chord riff is complimented by three crashing cymbals under it. The intro to NHBWO Fusion begins playing, showing many clips, and after each, flashing back to a growing NHBWO logo after each. After the final clip, the one of HBK hitting Beyer with a Sweet Chin Music, the logo nearly erupts out of the screen, and the camera flashes into the arena. The tens of thousands of fans in the Staples arena are on their feet screaming, as the show begins with an eruption of pyrotechnics all across the stage.
Jim Ross: “Welcome everyone to the second edition of the NEW NHBWO Fusion! I’m joined here by Jerry “The King” Lawler! Welcome King!”
Jerry Lawler: “Great to be here JR! Wow! Listen to this crowd! They’re going nuts!”
“Take What’s Mine” by Mercy Drive begins playing over the loudspeakers as the lights dim. A flurry of white sparks fall from the bottom of the screen. Randy Orton steps out in front of them and raises his arms high. His perfect physique stood as a silhouette against the pyrotechnics behind him. He spins around and walks down towards the ring. He pulls himself up onto the apron, and stands on the middle rope, his arms again outstretched, as a gold spotlight shines on him. The lights fade back up as he drops down.
Jim Ross: Randy Orton is back in his first match against Brock Lesnar. This should be quite a battle.”
“Next Big Thing,” Brock Lesnar’s theme song, begins it’s downward spiral intro, and the guitar begins it’s low distorted progression. The lights have dimmed, and a spotlight follows Brock as he bounces lightly on the stage, and walks down to the ring. In a single leap, he jumps up onto the apron, as pyrotechnics explode from the turnbuckles. The lights come back up, the bell rings, and he attempts to step into the ring. He is pushed back out by Randy Orton, who steps out and throws a right hand at Lesnar.
Jerry Lawler: “JR, there is no love lost between these two! They’re ready to fight it out to the death!”
Orton throws Brock into the steps, and Brock falls shoulder first into them. As Orton lifts Brock up, Lesnar retaliates with a hard shot to the gut. Orton keels over and Brock throws him into the barrier. All this time, the referee has been yelling at them to get into the ring. Orton jumps at Brock with a clothesline, knocking him down. Randy slides into the ring, Lesnar following soon after. Randy rams his shoulder into Brock’s stomach, causing him to fall flat on his back.
Jim Ross: “I can’t believe that Orton has been able to handle Lesnar like this!”
Orton lifts Brock, who flips Randy over his head, and stumbles forward. As Brock gets up, he walks towards with a limp. Randy Orton has barely gotten up, but he is able to dropkick Lesnar in the ankle. Brock falls in pain, screaming, but tries to go on. Orton grins as he has found a weakness in Brock Lesnar. Brock tries getting up using the ropes, and is able to clothesline Randy. Brock tries to stay up, so Orton can’t take much advantage of his injury.
Jerry Lawler “Come on ref! Stop the match! Brock is hurt!”
Orton backs Brock into a corner, where he stands over him on the second rope. Orton shows off as the crowd erupts in a flurry of chants. Brock pushes Randy off of him, and the crowd pops. Orton charges at Lesnar, who moves out of the way, causing Randy to slam into the turnbuckle. Brock clotheslines him as he stumbles backwards, and both men lay fallen. Brock crawls up into the corner again, and the referee goes to check on him. As Orton gets up, he again charges at Lesnar, who shoves the referee into Randy’s path.
Jim Ross: “And the referee is out cold! This could be very bad for Lesnar!”
As Orton jostles Brock, he is able to hit an RKO, but was unable to hit all of it. Suddenly, the lights fall, and “Viva La Raza!” is heard. Eddie Guerrero comes sprinting down the ramp with a chair as the light come back up, and Eddie slides into the ring. Orton turns to Guerrero, who smacks him in the head with the chair. Eddie drops it outside of the ring, and pulls the downed Brock onto Randy. Eddie drops out of the ring, and wakes the referee up.
Jim Ross “Could it be? One, two, yes! Brock Lesnar won!”
Orton and Brock both struggle up, and as Brock steps out of the ring, Randy pushes him in the back, causing him to fall, but his leg gets caught in the rope. As he hangs, cries of pain erupt, as Eddie and the referee struggle to get him free. He falls softly to the ground, and EMT’s rush out to get him on a stretcher. They load him up, and Guerrero points at Orton, threatening him.
Jerry Lawler: “I really hope Brock is OK. He looked like he was in quite a lot of pain.”
Orton walks up the ramp to a round of collective boo’s. A bass with a flanger effect over it plays a four-note riff, then repeats it with a slight variation. A jazz guitar plays the opening to Weather Report’s “Birdland”, and Ryan Beyer walks out from behind the curtain. He holds a microphone and walks with the beat of the music. He is wearing the trademark khaki suit with a black undershirt, red tie, and red converse. He stops to shake hands as the funk-jazz tune plays. He walks up the steps, and jumps over the top rope into the ring.
Jim Ross: “I bet he’s out here to talk to HBK.”
A clip from last week plays, where Shawn Michaels hits Ryan right in the face with the Sweet Chin Music. The camera shows Beyer laying, knocked out, and then switches back to Ryan Beyer in the arena.
Ryan Beyer: “Hm. . . HBK, you really want to try messing with me? Come on, I control your paycheck. Now I know, you didn’t like losing, getting screwed. Shawn, I hate to break it to you, but that’s life. I didn’t like being screwed by Vince. But that was his company. People, this is MY company! Now, some of you know that Vince has tried to get some of you to join his new company, but I’ve taken care of that problem, haven’t I? Now, Shawn, just to let you know, you know your seven figure monthly paycheck? That’s mine now, as I’m fining you the total amount for kicking me in the face. Not happy? Too bad! My family is happy, brand new, great guitars, two new cars, and so many other great luxuries. Let this be a lesson.”
Before Beyer can exit, “Sexy Boy” begins playing, and Shawn begins walking down the ramp with a haste. Shawn slides into the ring, exchanging a few off-microphone words with Beyer. He snatches the microphone from Ryan, and begins circling around the ring.
Shawn Michaels: “So you’re telling me, that because I kicked you, you’re taking away my paycheck for the month?! So help me God, Beyer. . .”
Ryan Beyer: “Settle down, Shawn. I’ll give you a chance to earn back half of it. All you have to do is win tonight. If you lose, nothing else gets taken away, so you’re getting a pretty sweet deal here.”
Beyer begins to walk out, and stops.
Ryan Beyer: “Oh, and by the way. . . “
Ryan Beyer turns around, kicking Shawn in the gut. Beyer delivers the Stolen Moments to HBK, and walks out to a cheering crowd. The camera zooms in on the downed Shawn Michaels, and the camera fades to a commercial set featuring advertisements for 50 Cent Condoms and Walk The Line, the new Johnny Cash movie.
As the show comes back from a commercial break, Metallica’s “Enter Sandman” begins it’s famous guitar into, as the lights fade, and a green smoke begins pouring from the stage. A man walks out from the smoke, looking straight ahead. His extreme height is shown but the smoke that surrounds him. The scar down his face, along with a tight black shirt and black jeans, shows that the man is Sinister Storm. He walks slowly down the ramp and slides into the ring.
Jerry Lawler: “What a scary looking freak! I wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley.”
A deep voice echoes, in somewhat of a whisper, “New World Order.” The screen goes to a flurry of fuzz, and reappears in black and white. Kevin Nash, formerly known as Diesel, steps out from behind the screen, as the camera slowly zooms in and out on him. Nash walks slowly to the ring, staring straight through Sinister Storm. Kevin steps over the top rope, and approaches Sinister Storm as the bell rings. Even though Storm is tall, Nash towers over him.
Jim Ross: “Another person not too happy with Beyer and he’s taking it out on Sinister Storm.”
The bell rings and the two monsters collide like semi-trucks. Kevin Nash pushes against Storm and Sinister pushes back. Storm gets a bight idea to stop pushing and fall, causing Big Sexy to stumble into the corner. Storm runs at him, and hits a heavy clothesline. Nash seems unmoved, but stays in the corner. Storm goes to kick Kevin, but Nash catches it, as he was playing possum.
Jerry Lawler “Uh-oh! Storm might be in quite of a pickle here!”
Nash flips Storm’s leg over the top rope, putting him in a precarious and painful position. Kevin runs from the center of the ring and kicks out Sinister Storm’s balancing leg, causing him to do the literal splits. Storm rolls on the mat, clutching his lower region. Nash picks up his legs and spreads them slightly, and looks to the crowd. The crowd cheers as Nash stomps on Sinister Storm’s gonads over and over.
Jim Ross: “Good Lord! That hurt to watch! He will never have kids!”
The women in the crowd laugh as the men just sit silently, each able to feel his pain. Kevin Nash lifts Storm and whips him into the ropes. As Sinister comes back, he ducks a clothesline and is able to hit Nash with his own. Kevin stumbles backwards and falls, giving Sinister Storm a chance to catch his breath and hit him with an elbow drop. Both men get up at the same time, and Storm tries running at Nash. Kevin raises his leg and gives Sinister a boot.
Jerry Lawler: “That is like a tree coming out of the ground and smashing you in the face!”
Sinister Storm has a hard time recovering, but he eventually gets up to a waiting Kevin Nash. Nash kicks him in the gut, and throws him down. Kevin Nash raises one arm to signal for the jackknife powerbomb. Nash slowly lifts Storm up, and throws him down with an intense might. Storm lays limps, as Big Sexy goes for the pin.
Jim Ross: “Diesel dominate Storm. He is the winner, no surprise.”
As Diesel walks out, a man sprints out from behind the curtain in a mask. He slides into the ring and starts punching Storm furiously. The referee tears the man from Sinister Storm, and the man grabs a microphone.
Masked Man: “I’m the real Sinister Storm! This guy’s a fake! He kidnapped me and took my place, d*mnit!”
Beyer walks out from behind the curtain with a microphone.
Ryan Beyer: “Buddy, you’re lucky I’m in a good mood! Normally, I’d have you thrown out. However, you slightly remind me of Vince, so, next week, it will be Sinister Storm vs. Sinister Storm. Whoever wins stays, and whoever loses goes. Good luck gentlemen.”
Beyer walks back into the back, and as the camera shows Sinister Storm’s face, it fades to a commercial. Two of the commercials featured are a Sonic commercial and a Budweiser commercial.
Jerry Lawler: “Welcome back folks! For those of you just now joining us, we’re about to have our main event, HBK vs. Matt Hardy!”
Jim Ross: “The stakes put on this match make it much more tense for HBK than for Hardy.”
A short typing is heard over the loudspeakers, and a computer pops up on the screen. It boots up, and “Oh Yeah!” is heard through the arena. The screen shows Matt Hardy walking out from behind the curtain in black and white. Hardy raises his hand in the “V.1” symbol, and the crowd is heard giving a loud cheer through his music. He slides into the ring, as the screen flashes between color and black and white.
Jim Ross: “There is Matt Hardy, and to HBK, he’s worth a lot of money.”
The smashing of drums is heard, the opening of “Sexy Boy,” and Shawn Michaels walks out from behind the curtain. He spins at the top of the stage, and makes his way down the ramp, strutting in his chaps and vest. He drops to his knees and looks upwards, as pyrotechnics explode behind him. He rises to his feet and walks to the front of the ring with a suddenly serious face on. He takes off his chaps and vest, then slides into the ring.
Jerry Lawler: “You see that look JR? Michaels is strictly business right now.”
Michaels locks up with Hardy, who is quickly pushed into the corner. Michaels swings a hard right and left, then is torn away by the referee. Hardy runs at Shawn, who knocks Hardy down with a dropkick. Both men get up quickly, but HBK is managing to beat Matt to the punch. Shawn clotheslines Hardy and picks him up, whipping him across the ring. Matt Hardy flies back at HBK, who uses a spinning elbow to drop him hard.
Jim Ross: “Hardy might be in trouble. Shawn is just getting to everything slightly before him.”
Hardy shows signs of slowing down, while HBK is still full of energy. Shawn springs up while Matt slowly manages to get himself up to a vertical base. Michaels attempts to hit Matt with a clothesline, but is instead flipped over and falls on his back. Michaels gets up, still with energy, and is kicked in the gut by Hardy. Matt gives Shawn a beautifully manufactured DDT, causing HBK to slow down a serious amount. Hardy is able to get up before Shawn, but cannot avoid Shawn’s right backhand slap that buries him into the corner.
Jerry Lawler: “Those backhand chops hurt badly! Look at the red marks on Hardy’s chest!”
HBK lifts Matt onto the top turnbuckle, and prepares to give him a superplex. Hardy attempts to fight back, but is hit by HBK very hard. Michaels lifts him up in a suplex and drops Matt hard. HBK slowly climbs up into the corner and begins stomping. Hardy slowly gets up, shaking his head. Shawn shuffles from the corner, and raises one leg while slightly turning. As Michaels’ boot hits Hardy’s face, Matt falls hard onto the mat. Shawn falls onto Matt for the pin.
Jim Ross: “HBK wins! Beyer puts some pressure on him but he got the job done!”
As Michaels celebrates, Ryan Beyer’s music plays, and he walks out with a check and a microphone.
Ryan Beyer: “Well Shawn, you’re very lucky. Here’s exactly what I promised you. Half your real paycheck.”
Beyer turns away from Shawn, who turns away also, and Ryan puts on a set of brass knuckles. Michaels does the same, and the two spin around, punching each other at the same time, both of them falling down. The camera fades into the “NHBWO” logo and you see that Star Trek is on. You flip off the television, walk into your room, and . . . YOU SLEEP IN THE NUDE?! GROSS!
Jim Ross: “Welcome everyone to the second edition of the NEW NHBWO Fusion! I’m joined here by Jerry “The King” Lawler! Welcome King!”
Jerry Lawler: “Great to be here JR! Wow! Listen to this crowd! They’re going nuts!”
“Take What’s Mine” by Mercy Drive begins playing over the loudspeakers as the lights dim. A flurry of white sparks fall from the bottom of the screen. Randy Orton steps out in front of them and raises his arms high. His perfect physique stood as a silhouette against the pyrotechnics behind him. He spins around and walks down towards the ring. He pulls himself up onto the apron, and stands on the middle rope, his arms again outstretched, as a gold spotlight shines on him. The lights fade back up as he drops down.
Jim Ross: Randy Orton is back in his first match against Brock Lesnar. This should be quite a battle.”
“Next Big Thing,” Brock Lesnar’s theme song, begins it’s downward spiral intro, and the guitar begins it’s low distorted progression. The lights have dimmed, and a spotlight follows Brock as he bounces lightly on the stage, and walks down to the ring. In a single leap, he jumps up onto the apron, as pyrotechnics explode from the turnbuckles. The lights come back up, the bell rings, and he attempts to step into the ring. He is pushed back out by Randy Orton, who steps out and throws a right hand at Lesnar.
Jerry Lawler: “JR, there is no love lost between these two! They’re ready to fight it out to the death!”
Orton throws Brock into the steps, and Brock falls shoulder first into them. As Orton lifts Brock up, Lesnar retaliates with a hard shot to the gut. Orton keels over and Brock throws him into the barrier. All this time, the referee has been yelling at them to get into the ring. Orton jumps at Brock with a clothesline, knocking him down. Randy slides into the ring, Lesnar following soon after. Randy rams his shoulder into Brock’s stomach, causing him to fall flat on his back.
Jim Ross: “I can’t believe that Orton has been able to handle Lesnar like this!”
Orton lifts Brock, who flips Randy over his head, and stumbles forward. As Brock gets up, he walks towards with a limp. Randy Orton has barely gotten up, but he is able to dropkick Lesnar in the ankle. Brock falls in pain, screaming, but tries to go on. Orton grins as he has found a weakness in Brock Lesnar. Brock tries getting up using the ropes, and is able to clothesline Randy. Brock tries to stay up, so Orton can’t take much advantage of his injury.
Jerry Lawler “Come on ref! Stop the match! Brock is hurt!”
Orton backs Brock into a corner, where he stands over him on the second rope. Orton shows off as the crowd erupts in a flurry of chants. Brock pushes Randy off of him, and the crowd pops. Orton charges at Lesnar, who moves out of the way, causing Randy to slam into the turnbuckle. Brock clotheslines him as he stumbles backwards, and both men lay fallen. Brock crawls up into the corner again, and the referee goes to check on him. As Orton gets up, he again charges at Lesnar, who shoves the referee into Randy’s path.
Jim Ross: “And the referee is out cold! This could be very bad for Lesnar!”
As Orton jostles Brock, he is able to hit an RKO, but was unable to hit all of it. Suddenly, the lights fall, and “Viva La Raza!” is heard. Eddie Guerrero comes sprinting down the ramp with a chair as the light come back up, and Eddie slides into the ring. Orton turns to Guerrero, who smacks him in the head with the chair. Eddie drops it outside of the ring, and pulls the downed Brock onto Randy. Eddie drops out of the ring, and wakes the referee up.
Jim Ross “Could it be? One, two, yes! Brock Lesnar won!”
Orton and Brock both struggle up, and as Brock steps out of the ring, Randy pushes him in the back, causing him to fall, but his leg gets caught in the rope. As he hangs, cries of pain erupt, as Eddie and the referee struggle to get him free. He falls softly to the ground, and EMT’s rush out to get him on a stretcher. They load him up, and Guerrero points at Orton, threatening him.
Jerry Lawler: “I really hope Brock is OK. He looked like he was in quite a lot of pain.”
Orton walks up the ramp to a round of collective boo’s. A bass with a flanger effect over it plays a four-note riff, then repeats it with a slight variation. A jazz guitar plays the opening to Weather Report’s “Birdland”, and Ryan Beyer walks out from behind the curtain. He holds a microphone and walks with the beat of the music. He is wearing the trademark khaki suit with a black undershirt, red tie, and red converse. He stops to shake hands as the funk-jazz tune plays. He walks up the steps, and jumps over the top rope into the ring.
Jim Ross: “I bet he’s out here to talk to HBK.”
A clip from last week plays, where Shawn Michaels hits Ryan right in the face with the Sweet Chin Music. The camera shows Beyer laying, knocked out, and then switches back to Ryan Beyer in the arena.
Ryan Beyer: “Hm. . . HBK, you really want to try messing with me? Come on, I control your paycheck. Now I know, you didn’t like losing, getting screwed. Shawn, I hate to break it to you, but that’s life. I didn’t like being screwed by Vince. But that was his company. People, this is MY company! Now, some of you know that Vince has tried to get some of you to join his new company, but I’ve taken care of that problem, haven’t I? Now, Shawn, just to let you know, you know your seven figure monthly paycheck? That’s mine now, as I’m fining you the total amount for kicking me in the face. Not happy? Too bad! My family is happy, brand new, great guitars, two new cars, and so many other great luxuries. Let this be a lesson.”
Before Beyer can exit, “Sexy Boy” begins playing, and Shawn begins walking down the ramp with a haste. Shawn slides into the ring, exchanging a few off-microphone words with Beyer. He snatches the microphone from Ryan, and begins circling around the ring.
Shawn Michaels: “So you’re telling me, that because I kicked you, you’re taking away my paycheck for the month?! So help me God, Beyer. . .”
Ryan Beyer: “Settle down, Shawn. I’ll give you a chance to earn back half of it. All you have to do is win tonight. If you lose, nothing else gets taken away, so you’re getting a pretty sweet deal here.”
Beyer begins to walk out, and stops.
Ryan Beyer: “Oh, and by the way. . . “
Ryan Beyer turns around, kicking Shawn in the gut. Beyer delivers the Stolen Moments to HBK, and walks out to a cheering crowd. The camera zooms in on the downed Shawn Michaels, and the camera fades to a commercial set featuring advertisements for 50 Cent Condoms and Walk The Line, the new Johnny Cash movie.
As the show comes back from a commercial break, Metallica’s “Enter Sandman” begins it’s famous guitar into, as the lights fade, and a green smoke begins pouring from the stage. A man walks out from the smoke, looking straight ahead. His extreme height is shown but the smoke that surrounds him. The scar down his face, along with a tight black shirt and black jeans, shows that the man is Sinister Storm. He walks slowly down the ramp and slides into the ring.
Jerry Lawler: “What a scary looking freak! I wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley.”
A deep voice echoes, in somewhat of a whisper, “New World Order.” The screen goes to a flurry of fuzz, and reappears in black and white. Kevin Nash, formerly known as Diesel, steps out from behind the screen, as the camera slowly zooms in and out on him. Nash walks slowly to the ring, staring straight through Sinister Storm. Kevin steps over the top rope, and approaches Sinister Storm as the bell rings. Even though Storm is tall, Nash towers over him.
Jim Ross: “Another person not too happy with Beyer and he’s taking it out on Sinister Storm.”
The bell rings and the two monsters collide like semi-trucks. Kevin Nash pushes against Storm and Sinister pushes back. Storm gets a bight idea to stop pushing and fall, causing Big Sexy to stumble into the corner. Storm runs at him, and hits a heavy clothesline. Nash seems unmoved, but stays in the corner. Storm goes to kick Kevin, but Nash catches it, as he was playing possum.
Jerry Lawler “Uh-oh! Storm might be in quite of a pickle here!”
Nash flips Storm’s leg over the top rope, putting him in a precarious and painful position. Kevin runs from the center of the ring and kicks out Sinister Storm’s balancing leg, causing him to do the literal splits. Storm rolls on the mat, clutching his lower region. Nash picks up his legs and spreads them slightly, and looks to the crowd. The crowd cheers as Nash stomps on Sinister Storm’s gonads over and over.
Jim Ross: “Good Lord! That hurt to watch! He will never have kids!”
The women in the crowd laugh as the men just sit silently, each able to feel his pain. Kevin Nash lifts Storm and whips him into the ropes. As Sinister comes back, he ducks a clothesline and is able to hit Nash with his own. Kevin stumbles backwards and falls, giving Sinister Storm a chance to catch his breath and hit him with an elbow drop. Both men get up at the same time, and Storm tries running at Nash. Kevin raises his leg and gives Sinister a boot.
Jerry Lawler: “That is like a tree coming out of the ground and smashing you in the face!”
Sinister Storm has a hard time recovering, but he eventually gets up to a waiting Kevin Nash. Nash kicks him in the gut, and throws him down. Kevin Nash raises one arm to signal for the jackknife powerbomb. Nash slowly lifts Storm up, and throws him down with an intense might. Storm lays limps, as Big Sexy goes for the pin.
Jim Ross: “Diesel dominate Storm. He is the winner, no surprise.”
As Diesel walks out, a man sprints out from behind the curtain in a mask. He slides into the ring and starts punching Storm furiously. The referee tears the man from Sinister Storm, and the man grabs a microphone.
Masked Man: “I’m the real Sinister Storm! This guy’s a fake! He kidnapped me and took my place, d*mnit!”
Beyer walks out from behind the curtain with a microphone.
Ryan Beyer: “Buddy, you’re lucky I’m in a good mood! Normally, I’d have you thrown out. However, you slightly remind me of Vince, so, next week, it will be Sinister Storm vs. Sinister Storm. Whoever wins stays, and whoever loses goes. Good luck gentlemen.”
Beyer walks back into the back, and as the camera shows Sinister Storm’s face, it fades to a commercial. Two of the commercials featured are a Sonic commercial and a Budweiser commercial.
Jerry Lawler: “Welcome back folks! For those of you just now joining us, we’re about to have our main event, HBK vs. Matt Hardy!”
Jim Ross: “The stakes put on this match make it much more tense for HBK than for Hardy.”
A short typing is heard over the loudspeakers, and a computer pops up on the screen. It boots up, and “Oh Yeah!” is heard through the arena. The screen shows Matt Hardy walking out from behind the curtain in black and white. Hardy raises his hand in the “V.1” symbol, and the crowd is heard giving a loud cheer through his music. He slides into the ring, as the screen flashes between color and black and white.
Jim Ross: “There is Matt Hardy, and to HBK, he’s worth a lot of money.”
The smashing of drums is heard, the opening of “Sexy Boy,” and Shawn Michaels walks out from behind the curtain. He spins at the top of the stage, and makes his way down the ramp, strutting in his chaps and vest. He drops to his knees and looks upwards, as pyrotechnics explode behind him. He rises to his feet and walks to the front of the ring with a suddenly serious face on. He takes off his chaps and vest, then slides into the ring.
Jerry Lawler: “You see that look JR? Michaels is strictly business right now.”
Michaels locks up with Hardy, who is quickly pushed into the corner. Michaels swings a hard right and left, then is torn away by the referee. Hardy runs at Shawn, who knocks Hardy down with a dropkick. Both men get up quickly, but HBK is managing to beat Matt to the punch. Shawn clotheslines Hardy and picks him up, whipping him across the ring. Matt Hardy flies back at HBK, who uses a spinning elbow to drop him hard.
Jim Ross: “Hardy might be in trouble. Shawn is just getting to everything slightly before him.”
Hardy shows signs of slowing down, while HBK is still full of energy. Shawn springs up while Matt slowly manages to get himself up to a vertical base. Michaels attempts to hit Matt with a clothesline, but is instead flipped over and falls on his back. Michaels gets up, still with energy, and is kicked in the gut by Hardy. Matt gives Shawn a beautifully manufactured DDT, causing HBK to slow down a serious amount. Hardy is able to get up before Shawn, but cannot avoid Shawn’s right backhand slap that buries him into the corner.
Jerry Lawler: “Those backhand chops hurt badly! Look at the red marks on Hardy’s chest!”
HBK lifts Matt onto the top turnbuckle, and prepares to give him a superplex. Hardy attempts to fight back, but is hit by HBK very hard. Michaels lifts him up in a suplex and drops Matt hard. HBK slowly climbs up into the corner and begins stomping. Hardy slowly gets up, shaking his head. Shawn shuffles from the corner, and raises one leg while slightly turning. As Michaels’ boot hits Hardy’s face, Matt falls hard onto the mat. Shawn falls onto Matt for the pin.
Jim Ross: “HBK wins! Beyer puts some pressure on him but he got the job done!”
As Michaels celebrates, Ryan Beyer’s music plays, and he walks out with a check and a microphone.
Ryan Beyer: “Well Shawn, you’re very lucky. Here’s exactly what I promised you. Half your real paycheck.”
Beyer turns away from Shawn, who turns away also, and Ryan puts on a set of brass knuckles. Michaels does the same, and the two spin around, punching each other at the same time, both of them falling down. The camera fades into the “NHBWO” logo and you see that Star Trek is on. You flip off the television, walk into your room, and . . . YOU SLEEP IN THE NUDE?! GROSS!