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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 24, 2007 20:18:41 GMT -5
Saturday Night's Main Event: Redefined TVLIVE! From The Comcast Cener in Chesapeake Bay, Maryland!9/22/07A video package of some of SNME's greatest moments begins to play along with "Given Up" by Linkin Park. The video suddenly shatters as we are taken live into the Comcast Cener in Chesapeake Bay, Maryland! The camera searches through the sold out crowd as they cheer. The camera view changes and we are looking on at the stage where giant pyros begin to explode. Finally flames ignite the stage as the lights come on. We are then taken over to the broadcast table with Austin Owens and Joey Styles.Owens: As you can see, Joey Styles is getting into the ring to get ready for the verbal debate between Kurt Angle and Mister Kennedy. I'm telling you, the heat between these two guys is insane. I've always loved Angle's intensity, but as of late I've been sticking with Kennedy. The title is either man's, and may the better man win it. Let's go to Joey in the ring . . . Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, I have next to me the men that will be facing off at The Last Stop for the Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship, Kurt angle and Ken Kennedy.
Kennedy: It’s Mr. Kenne….
Kurt: Who cares? Hey Styles, I have somewhere I have to be. Can we hurry this up?
Kennedy:What? Did the gay bar open up already?
Angle: You little son of a….
Styles: Woah, guys, calm down. And yes Kurt, we will get this underway. First question is for Kennedy. This is your first title shot in a while. And it is against a man who was undefeated for months. How can you overcome those odds?
Kennedy: So what if he was “undefeated” for however long? The fact of the matter is that he did lose. And he will lose again at The Last Stop. Along with the match, he will lose his title to Mr. Kennedy……………………….KENNEDY!
Styles: Ok. Kurt, how much of a threat is Kennedy to the title?
Kurt: Well he is a minimal threat. I mean, I know not to underestimate anyone because when I lost to Jericho, I completely and utterly knew I had that match won. But, I was wrong. I could call it a fluke, but it was not. Kennedy is nowhere as good as Jericho is, therefore I guarantee I will retain.
Styles: Very good answer Kurt.
Kennedy: Way to suck up to the champ!
Styles: I was doing no such thing!
Kurt: Guys calm down. We need to finish this.
Kennedy: You're right.Kennedy then slaps Styles and starts kicking him in the gut. Kurt sneaks up behind Kennedy and tries the Angle slam, but Kennedy reversed it and low blowed Kurt. Ken climbs up to the top turnbuckle and hits the “Kenton Bomb” on Kurt. Kennedy then grabs the World title and straps the title around his waist. He then picks up a microphone.Kennedy: Kurt, you and everyone had best get used to this site with the world title around my waist because at The Last Stop, you will see this and hear, Your winner and the new World Heavyweight Champion……………..MISTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KENNEDY…………………………………………KENNEDY!!!!!!!!Ken then takes the title off his waist, throws it onto Kurt and leaves the ring. The camera focuses on a door leading to the parking lot. The door suddenly swings open revealing "Legend Killer" Randy Orton entering the arena. Boos take over the arena as Orton quickly passes by the cameras with a smug look across his face. We cut to the interview set where the New Age Outlaws stand, with Todd Grisham next to them. Todd: Road Dogg, what are your thoughts going into this match with Sam X?
Dogg: Grish I'm not afraid of X. The New Phenomenon can talk as much trash as they want, but when it all comes down to it, the New Age Outlaws will always be better. Sam, got ready, because I'm gonna kick your ass doggy style!The camera fades out, and we go to a commercial break. vs. Sam X vs. "Road Dogg" Jesse James“OHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU DIDN’T KNOW….WELL YOUR ASS BETTER CALL COMEBODY!” roars over the arena as the fans raise to their feet for Road Dogg. Dogg steps through the curtain, Billy Gunn following him. Dogg walks to the ring, and slides in, awaiting his opponent. “Follow” by Breaking Benjamin rips over the arena as Sam X walks out onto the ramp. Joey Phenomenal and Darrell McCeaton follow X, cheering him on. X strides down the ramp with natural confidence, and slides into the ring. X stares at Road Dogg, and cracks his knuckles.Justin Roberts begins to announce the competitors.Fink: To my left, weighing in tonight at 236 pounds, he is one half of the New Age Outlaws, this is ROAD DOGG! And to my right, weighing in tonight at 243 pounds, he is one half of the greatest tag team in SNME history, the New Phenomenon, this is SAM X!Sam smirks at that statement, and looks down at Darrell and Joey who share his smile. Sam slaps both of their hands while Dogg talks to Gunn. The bell rings, and the match begins!
Sam and Dogg circle each other, each man awaiting their opponent. Sam goes on the attack, and locks up with Road Dogg. X gets the advantage, and pulls Dogg into a standing side headlock. Road Dogg, elbows Sam in the gut, which breaks the hold. Dogg whips Sam across the ring, and ducks as X goes for a clothesline. Sam slings off the opposite ropes, and hits a shoulder block on the man who screwed him out of the Intercontinental Championship. Dogg falls to his back while Sam runs the ropes parallel to him. X leaps on the ropes, and springboards off, going for an elbow drop, but R.D. rolls out of the way, causing Sam to hit the mat on his elbow. Road Dogg uses the time to his advantage, and puts Sam in a headlock. R.D. wrenches at Sam’s head, trying to get him to submit. X uses his strength to rise to his feet, and grabs Road Dogg, and slams him with a back Suplex. Road Dogg falls on the back of his head, giving Sam the opportunity he needs to get back on the attack. X hits a few quick elbows on the fallen Dogg, and then hits a leg drop over his throat. X nips back up, then grabs R.D. by his corn rows, and lifts him to his feet. X sizes him, then dropkicks Road Dogg into the corner. Sam moves to the other corner, and charges Road Dogg, going for a spear. Road Dogg moves at the last second, and Sam, who has all the momentum in the world, crashes shoulder first into the turnbuckle post. Road Dogg uses this time to recover, then pulls Sam out back into the ring. Dogg lays the boots into Sam, driving the will out of his body. R.D. picks Sam up, and chops him across the chest. Dogg continues chopping him until Sam is leaning against the ropes. Dogg whips him across the ring, sending X into the opposite ropes. Road Dogg bends over, going for a back body drop, but X stops, and kicks Road in the face. R.D. jolts upwards, then is kicked in the gut by Sam. X wraps his arm around Dogg’s head, and plants him with a DDT. X hooks R.D.’s leg, and goes for the pin.“1…..2….”Dogg rolls the shoulder off the canvas, much to the annoyance of Sam. X drags Dogg up to his feet, and delivers a few shots to the face. Sam backs Road Dogg into the corner, and then begins slamming him with shoulders to the gut. Road Dogg falls to his ass, as Sam wanders away from the corner. X then turns around and charges Road Dogg, only before dropkicking him right in the face. Dogg slumps forward, and Sam drags him out into the middle of the ring. X flips him over, but Road Dogg played possum, and rolls Sam up with a Inside Package!“1…2…”Sam kicks out of the pin. Road Dogg looks at the ref with a visage of anger visible. Road Dogg turns around, only to find Sam charging at him with a clothesline. Dogg ducks, and Sam nearly decapitates the ref with the clothesline. X turns around, and Road Dogg drops to his knees, and hits him with a low blow. Just then, Joey Phenomenal runs in, and begins attacking Road Dogg. Billy Gunn slides in and attacks Joey, driving him off his partner. Joey kicks Gunn in the gut, then punches Dogg in the face. JP drives a knee into Gunn’s face, knocking him groggy. Gunn stumbles around into a Phenomenal Cutter from Joey! Phenomenal kicks Gunn out of the ring, then delivers a plancha to him on the outside of the ring. Dogg is now stalking Sam, going for the Pumphandle Slam. Road Dogg grabs Sam, and lifts him up, but Darrell McCeaton slides into the ring with an empty beer bottle, and smashes it over Dogg’s head! Road Dogg collapses to the mat in a heap, releasing Sam. Darrell sweeps the bottle parts out of the ring and motions to Sam to finish him off. The ref is now stirring to his feet as X lifts Dogg up. Sam grabs him horizontally to his chest, and with one powerful motion swings him around with the Void Slam! X covers the motionless Road Dogg as the ref makes the count.“1….2….3!”Fink: Here is your winner at 11:34, via pinfall, SAM X!Sam stands in the middle of the ring, looking at the bloody Road Dogg. Joey and Darrell roll into the ring, and pat Sam on the back. McCeaton stands between the New Phenomenon, and raises their hands into the air. All of a sudden, Billy Gunn slides into the ring with a chair, and smacks Sam in the back with it, dropping him to the mat. Joey turns around, but Billy slams the steel chair over his head, and almost knocks him out. Darrell slides out of the ring, and pulls his boys out as Gunn tends to Road Dogg, who is just coming to his senses. The camera fades out and to commercial as Gunn helps Dogg to his feet.As the brawl between the New Age Outlaws is shown on a replay, cameras cut backstage. The camera looks on as the World Tag Team Champions, John Cena and Carlito, watch on.Carlito: And those four idiots are supposed to be worrying us?
Cena: Carlito, these clowns haven't me a damn thing besides they know how to fight. But hell, who doesn't know how to fight . . .Cena and Carlito begin to laugh as cameras fade away.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 24, 2007 20:25:16 GMT -5
Cameras quickly cut to Shawn Michaels office where Kennedy suddenly barges in.Kennedy: Michaels, did you hear what the hell Angle said about me? Huh? Did ya'? Well dammit, I'm pissed off!
Shawn: What do you want me to do about it?
Kennedy: Hell, I don't know. Anything! Just do something!
Shawn: Alright, I'll do this. How about in the main event, it'll be Mr. Kennedy in one corner and Randy Orton in the other corner. And wearing a good 'ol zebra-striped shirt will be Kurt Angle. And while I'm at it, I'll be the special outside enforcer . . . Is that good?
Kennedy: Oh come on! Are you kidding me?
Shawn: Nope . . . Now you better get ready . . . I'll have someone tell Orton.
Kennedy: Screw you, Shawn . . . Screw you!Kennedy storms out of Shawn's office, slamming the door behind him. We go to the back and we see Chris Masters standing dead center of the camera.Masters: Jeff. Who do you think you are? You just come to this organization, and you are already in a number one contenders match? You have got to be kidding me. I have had to work for my spot here in this match. I have shed blood, sweat, and tears to get this far. What did you have to do to get here? Show up? I am not going to stand for it. However, as I think, I should just drop it. I am better than you and you know it. So I will win either way. So I am not going to complain. But remember Jeff, I am not responsible for what happens to you in the ring. I’ll see you out there.Masters says nothing else and walks away.vs. Jeff Hardy vs. "The Masterpiece" Chris Masters(Intercontinental Championship #1 Contendership)Finkle: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the Intercontinental Championship. First, from Los Angels, California, "The Masterpiece" Chris Masters!The lights goes out in the arena. The beginning note of "Masterpeice" plays over the speakers. Smoke starts to fill the entrance way. The house lights start to flicker with the music beat. The drum beat starts to play and Chris Masters comes out from the titan tron to a standing ovation while the crowd sings along. Masters drops down to his knee's then looks around the arena at the fans. He gets off the ground and takes his time to get in the ring and admires the crowd in the process.Finkle: And his opponent, from Cameron, North Carolina, Jeff Hardy!"No More Sorrow" By Linkin Park hits, and the lights go out and then come back on with Jeff Hardy standing with his chin raised high in the air in arrogance. He psyches all of the fans with their hands out and screams and laughs at them. He gets into the ring and warms up.
As both men approach eachother with caution, the arrogant Masters extends his hand in a bit of pre-match shenanigans, Jeff barely holds back a grin and actually accepts the gesture, but uses the move against Chris and turns it into a mahistol cradle. 1....2.... No only a two count as Jeff uses his experience against the Masterpiece.
Chris no longer showing the same level of confidence rushes to his feet, he runs towards Jeff who is nonchalantly leaning against the ropes. He goes for a lariat but Jeff lifts him up and hurls him over, but Chris lands on the apron. Jeff goes for a clotheline but Chris ducks it, Jeff hits one on the rebound that sends Chris to the floor.
With Chris on the outside Jeff teases a tope suicida, he goes for it but instead only hits a forearm to the face. He continues to wait patiently for Masters and then hurls all his weight over the top with a sommersault plancha. As the referee begins to count Jeff makes his way onto the apron. But he is met quickly by Chris as Masters grabs ahold of one of Jeffs's arms he comes off the apron with a arm wringer sto, sending Jeff crashing into the gaurd rail. As he clenches at his right arm. Masters hurries to get himself up and over the gaurdrail and back into the ring, as the referee begins to count."1..... 2...... 3...... 4..."Jeff begins to show life and Masters heads to the floor essentially breaking the count. He grabs ahold of Jeff and tosses him in. He covers Hardy."1.....2..... Only a two count as Jeff gets left foot on the bottom rope."As Jeff pulls his way to the corner with his left arm, Masters follows him, and begins to kick him down into the corner. As Chris makes space between the two he goes for a running kick but Jeff moves and manages to roll Masters up. The referee dives down to the mat to make the count."1....2..... No only a two as Chris kicks out and Jeff lacks the strength in his right arm to apply much pressure on the pin."As Jeff gets to his feet, he is shortly met by Masters, Hardy instinctly goes for some knife edge chops but winches in pain with each shot he delivers. He manages to fight the pain long enough to back Chris into a corner. He then starts delivering shot from the left side, punch after punch with no return from Masters. Jeff calls for the high knee in the corner and its it, he goes for a bulldog but it is countered into a unique hammerlock lungblower that does further damage on Hardy. Masters acknowleges his handy work but then quickly realizes he has Hardy hurt. He goes for the cover this time hooking the leg."1......2...............No Only a Two!"As Jeff gets his shoulder up just a half a second before the referee would have hit the mat. Masters looks in shock, furious he stalks Jeff and then arrogantly procceeds to hit Jeff with his own Ultimate Rush Combo. As Masters looks to finish it off with a roundhouse kick, Jeff ducks and lifts him up for a steal of the Masterlock, he gets him up but limited strength in his right arm allows Masters to fight the hold. Masters calls for the Decapitation Lariat, but Jeff avoids it. Jeff turns around and hits Masters with the X-Treme Twist of Fate. Jeff then climbs up to the turnbuckle and hits the Swanton Bomb."1........2............3!"
Finkle: Here is your winner and the new number one contender......Jeff Hardy!"Jeff leaps off the mat, his arms raised high in the air. He looks to be in shock that he has just earned himself a shot at Joey Leone's Intercontinental Championship at The Last Stop. As Masters rolls out of the ring, angered by his loss Jeff's music is suddenly cut off. A man stands at the top of the ramp, looking down at Jeff. With no fear in his eyes he stands there, almost daring Jeff to try and take his title. Jeff stares back at Joey Leone as we quickly cut to commercial break. "TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!!!!"Triple H’s infamous opening line blares over the arena as the thousands in attendance raise to their feet and cheer for “The Game”. HHH steps out from the curtain, clad in jeans and black ‘Time to Play the Game” t-shirt, which fits snugly around his muscular body. He carries a water bottle in his right hand, and strides carelessly down to the ring, which is set up with a desk, 2 chairs, and Theodore Long. Triple H walks to the bottom of the ramp, and takes one big sip of water before tossing it into the frenzied crowd. Triple H climbs onto the ring apron, and looks around, and waits for his music to queue. The instrumental hits, and HHH spits the water up into the air, and then the rest forward. The water rains down on him like mist as he ducks into the ring, and climbs on to the turnbuckle. He raises his arms up, flexing for the crowd, and hops off. The music dies down, and HHH takes a seat, awaiting his opponent at The Last Stop."BREAK THE WALLS DOWN!!!!!"A massive pyro goes off at the top of the stage as Jericho’s music rips over the arena, turning the fans into a riotous crowd of anti-Jerichoholics. Chris steps out from behind the curtain, his back facing the ring, and his arms outspread as the spotlights dance around him. Jericho struts down the ramp, mouthing off various obscenities at the booing crowd. He shoos them off with his hand, and flexes his bicep at the bottom of the ramp. Chris walks up the steps briskly, and strides onto the apron, and spins around, balancing himself against the ropes. Jericho steps into the ring as his music dies down, and takes the seat opposite HHH. The lights cut back to normal, and Teddy Long begins to speak.Long: Now Playas, tonight is the night when you two sign the contract that solidifies your No Holds Barred Match next Sunday at the Last Stop! By signing this contract, you release Saturday Night’s Main Event from any responsibility of injury, or death. Chris, sign it first playa.Jericho takes the contract and slides it over to his side. He picks the pen up, but before signing, takes the microphone and begins to speak.Jericho: Hunter, you realize that by signing this, you are walking into your retirement. I am the Ayatollah of Rock-n-Rollah! The King of the World! You can’t match me, and at the Last Stop, it truly will be your departure from your career, at the hands of Chris Jericho. Chris picks then pen back up, and scribbles his signature on the dotted line. He pushes it over to HHH’s side, and tosses the pen over there.Long: Triple H, your turn playa.Triple H picks the microphone up and begins to speak. Triple H: This is truly original Jericho. You talking out of your ass before what you say goes through your head. At the Last Stop, there are no rules. It’s only me and you. I am going to destroy you, crush you like a bug underneath my foot. And that’s truly what you are. A mosquito sucking the life out of SNME. Well Jericho, it’s time somebody pulled your head out of your ass, and knocked it off. And that’s going to be me, the Game, TRIPLE H! Triple H drops the mic and signs the papers. Long takes the contract, and shakes both men’s hands. Trips picks the microphone back up and begins to speak.Triple H: Now, if this were a few years ago, this would be the time where I’d flip the table, grab a sledgehammer, and clock you in the face. But no Jericho, I’m past that. SO how about this. Let’s hope that your medical insurance is good, because after the Last Stop, your damn well going to need it.Chris smirks, then suddenly flips the table over, and grabs a sledgehammer! Jericho hits Triple H straight in the forehead with the steel hammer, knocking him over, and possibly unconscious. Long tells Jericho to leave as he checks on HHH. Refs rush down to the ring, as do medics and agents. Chris rolls out of the ring, and walks up the ramp as the officials check on a now bloody Triple H. We cut to commercial with Jericho standing on the top of the ramp with the sledgehammer in his hand.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 24, 2007 20:28:17 GMT -5
The camera cuts to Kurt Angle's lockeroom where he is seen talking on the cell phone. A knock is heard at the door and he quickly hangs up. As he opens it Shawn Michaels is seen standing there with a referee shirt in his hand. Angle lets out a smile, already figuring out why Shawn is there.Shawn: Kurt, you'll be needing this tonight . . .
Kurt: I sure am, and I can't wait to get in there and call that match. I mean, if anyone is gonna' call it right down the middle . . . It's me! Kurt Freakin' Angle! Woooo!
Shawn: Kurt, I'm sorry about last week, but as you saw I was kind of busted up in the back. I don't know how in the hell Raven got into the picture, but I'm glad someone stepped up and had your back for the time being.
Kurt: It's cool, Shawn. No worries. After The Last Stop I'll once again be carrying this belt over my shoulder, and another competitor will fall in the ranks.
Shawn: Alright, man. I'll see ya' out there. I kind of made myself the special enforcer, haha!
Kurt: See ya, Shawn.Shawn leaves Kurt's lockeroom as he pulls of his shirt. Kurt then slides on the referee shirt as a smile rolls across his face. The scene cuts to Mr. Kennedy whose backstage getting ready for his main event match against Randy Orton. With just one week removed from his World Title shot he gets mentally focused on his challenge put before him tonight. He leans against a wall and stretches every muscle making sure that he goes out to the ring ay 100%. After a series of warm-ups, he gets down on the cold hard floor and begins doing push-ups. He slowly counts out loud as his chest hits the floor. Just as he is about to finish and get to his feet a pair of shining black shoes catches his eye. Standing above him is a man dressed in an expensive black suit, trimmed with white stripes. Kennedy slowly rises to his feet with an intense look on his face. He looks the man eye to eye as he begins to speak. Man: Listen, I’m not here to start any trouble with you. I am here to tell you something I’ve been meaning to say…A month ago, we were in a position much like tonight…We met face to face. Only then I did not realize just what kind of man you were. So standing before you right now…I’m telling you that you are the better man. And I wish you the best of luck next week at The Last Stop. If there is anyone on the SNME Roster that deserves the “World Heavyweight Championship”, it is you…you deserve it. Just look at how far you’ve come. There isn’t anything stopping you from winning that belt except air and opportunity. You have to win the belt…even if you have to take the most precarious measures. Consider this your last chance…don’t make the same mistake everyone else made. I will be at The First Mariner’s arena next week watching the pay-per-view…and I’ll be counting on you to win the belt…The Man extends his arm revealing a crow bar. He hands it to Kennedy who is hesitant at first but eventually takes it.Man: By all means necessary…The Man leaves the scene leaving Kennedy staring at the crowbar. The camera cuts to the dressing room of Randy Orton. After a few brief moments the handle on the door turns and Orton emerges. He stands in place warming up, as he gets ready for one of the biggest matches of this year. He twists his neck from side to side and takes a deep breath of air as he walks down the long stretch of hallway ready for his match. Main Event:vs. Mr. Kennedy vs. "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton(Special Guest Referee: Kurt Angle, Special Enforcer: Shawn Michaels)Miiisssstttteeerrr... Kennneeddyyy... Kennedy's theme music blares over the P.A. System. Kennedy struts out through the curtains in red tights. The fans boo horribly at Kennedy, who seems to pay no mind to them. Ken walks past a row of fans, wearing his shirt and bowing to him. Kenney smirks at them, admiring and sprints up the steps. Kennedy climbs into the ring, looking special referee Kurt Angle in the eyes, and raises his hand to the ceiling as his music comes to a stop. A microphone is slowly lowered from the top of the rafters, and Kennedy catches it gratefully in his hand. The lights dim and a single light shines down on Kennedy.Mr. Kennedy: Introducing the number one contender for the Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship . . . Hailing from Green Bay, Wisconsin and weighing in tonight at a total of 243 and ½ pounds . . . I am the man who will once again defeat Randy Orton in the middle of this ring tonight . . . I am MISTAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH KENNEDY………………KENNEDY!The mic is pulled back up to the rafters as the lights return to normal. "Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive fills the arena, bringing the fans into a booing frenzy. Through the curtain steps "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton. Like never before, the hunger for victory can be seen in Orton's eyes. As Orton stands on the stage he quickly raises his arms. Golden sparks begin to rain down behind him, sending the glimmer through the entire arena. The sparks suddenly stop and the smoke begins to linger. Orton lowers his arms and stares hard at Kennedy. Randy slowly moves down the ramp, slapping the hands of a few lucky ladies. That cocky grin we always see from him suddenly creeps across his face as he enters the ring, walking right past the special enforcer, Shawn Michaels. Orton steps onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He bows up at Kennedy, but Angle quickly gets between them.Howard Finkel: And the opponent . . . Hailing from St. Louis, Missouri . . . He is "The Legend Killer" . . . Randy Orton!Randy climbs to the second turnbuckle, raising him arms high in the air. Just as he is about to climb down Kennedy charges at him, nailing him across the back with a double axe-handle."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds and the crowd is buzzing. Kennedy nails Orton across the back over and over again in the corner until mike Angle finally tells him to back off. Orton quickly regains his composure and turns around, pointing directly at Kennedy. Kennedy smiles, just daring Orton to make a move. The two men slowly inch forward, circling eachother. They lock up! Both men push and shove, giving it their all. Orton gets Kenney in a headlock. Kennedy bounces Orton off the ropes, shoving him across the ring. Orton comes firing back... Dropkick! Kennedy stumbles to the ground. Orton quickly gets up as does Kennedy. Orton goes at him. Kennedy kicks him in the gut. Orton goes for a clothesline... Neckbreaker! Kennedy kneels over Orton punching him in the face. Orton quickly shoves Kennedy up and gets to his feet. He charges at Kennedy... Hiptoss! Orton rolls through it. Armdrag! Orton rolls through once more and charges at Kennedy. Kennedy hits him with a shoulder block, bringing Orton down. Kennedy bounces off the ropes and drops and elbow on Orton's chest. Quick cover..."1....2....Kickout!"Orton kicks out and Kennedy slaps the mat. He pulls Orton up, sending him to the ropes. Kennedy ducks, preparing for a back body drop. Orton catches himself on the ropes... Kennedy gets a kick to the face! Kennedy stumbles backwards, leaning against the ropes. Orton dives at him... Clothesline! Kennedy goes over the ropes and lands on his feet on the outside. He rests his head on the apron... Baseball slide dropkick! Kennedy gets knocked backwards and into the barricade!
Orton quickly slides out of the ring, and begins putting the boots to Kennedy. Kennedy catches Orton's foot, and shoves him away. Kennedy quickly stands up and drills Orton in the face with a fury of lefts and rights! Orton stumbles backwards and Kennedy goes for a clothesline... Orton ducks! Kennedy hits the ring post! Kennedy holds his arm and Orton nails him with a clothesline! Kennedy goes down hard and Orton pulls him up, rolling him back into the ring to break the count.
Orton slides in and picks Kennedy up. Orton positions Kennedy for a DDT... Reversal! Kennedy spins Orton's arm around and locks in a reverse hammer lock. Orton looks to be in pain, and Kennedy locks it in tighter. He then places his leg behind Orton as he shoves him back tripping him. Orton falls to the mat and Kennedy locks in an arm bar. Kennedy pulls and pulls at Orton's arm, trying to hurt him as much as he hurt when he clotheslined the ring post. Kennedy keeps pulling and Orton gets a sudden burst of energy. Orton gets to his knees, Kennedy still latched onto his arm. With all of his power Orton slams Kennedy to the mat, breaking the hold. The fans begin to cheer and Orton falls against the ropes. Orton dives at Kennedy bringing a double axe-handle across his chest... Orton then begins to lay into Kennedy with punch after punch. Angle tugs at him, trying to pull him off. He then threatens to DQ Orton, bringing him back to a normal state of mind. Orton backs off of Kennedy and goes to the corner. He rests for a few seconds as Kennedy gathers himself.
Kennedy stands up, and Orton charges at him. Kennedy escapes the ring through the ropes and stands on the outside. Orton leans over the ropes pointing down at him, calling him all sorts of names. Kennedy begins to smirk and snatches Orton by the ankles. Orton crashes to the mat and Kennedy drags him to the outside. Kennedy nails him with a few body shots and then whips him into the barricade. Kennedy then lifts Orton up, causing Orton to straddle the barricade!
Kennedy slowly backs away... He quickly charges, clotheslining Orton to the floor. Kennedy slowly pulls Orton up. He grabs him by the neck and tights and sends him crashing into the steel steps. Before entering the ring, Kennedy gives Orton a good stomping to make sure he stays down for a while. As Kennedy enters the ring, Chioda begins the count."1.........2.......3.........4.........5.........6.........7"Kennedy paces the ring, smiling that Orton has still not made it back into the ring."8.......9......"As Kennedy messes with the crowd Shawn drills Orton with a few shots and slides him in. Kennedy still doesn't notice. Angle stops the count, realizing Orton has made it back into the ring. Kennedy turns around puzzled... RKO! Orton nails Kennedy with the RKO! Randy makes the cover as Angle makes the count..."1......2.....2.99!!"Styles: Kennedy kicks out! Holy shit! Kennedy kicks out!
Owens: I knew he would. Kennedy never goes down that easily!Along with Orton, the crowd is in complete shock. Orton stands up, jaw dropped, pulling his hair. He thought he had it won with that sneaky RKO. Orton pulls Kennedy up. With Kennedy on his knees, Orton begins to drill him in the forehead with hard right hands. Kennedy takes each hit as they grow harder and harder after each one. Kennedy finally drops to the mat and Orton makes another quick cover."1....2....2.99!!!"With all of his power, Kennedy kicks out again. Orton, this time mad, pulls Kennedy up. He goes behind him.... Overdrive! Kennedy bounces off of Orton's back and squirms on the mat. Kennedy, looking to be in serious pain, motions the referee over to him. Angle kneels down beside Kennedy who suddenly shoves him out of the ring. Kennedy rolls to the ropes, pulling himself up. Orton charges at him. Kennedy ducks, dropping to his knees... Low blow! Orton holds his groin... Kennedy nails him with a spike DDT!
Kennedy quickly slides out of the ring. Shawn quickly tosses a chair to him, almost confusing him. Kennedy slides back into the ring with the chair and places it on the mat. he pulls Orton up, nailing him with a few body shots. Kennedy lets out a maniacal laugh as he plants Orton with another spike DDT! This time on the chair. Orton lays motionless on the ground and Kennedy begins to climb the turnbuckle. Kennedy perches on the top turnbuckle and looks down at Orton. He then leaps off going for the Kenton Bomb... Orton moves! Kennedy lands on the chair!
Kennedy writhes in pain, holding his back. Orton slides the chair from the ring as Angle climbs back into the ring. Angle quickly gets back to calling the action. Kennedy crawls to the ropes, resting on the middle one. Orton runs across the ring, nailing Kennedy in the back with his knees.
Orton backs away, allowing Kennedy time to get up. Kennedy slowly pulls himself up, now resting on the top rope. Orton slowly inches towards him, nailing a standing dropkick! Kennedy falls over the top rope, nailing his back on the apron. Kennedy falls against the barricade, holding his aching back once more. Orton comes diving out of the ring... Suicide dive! Both men crash to the floor and the fans are going wild. As they rest on the floor, Chioda once again starts up the count."1.........2.........3.........4.........5"Orton pulls himself up. Kennedy is crawling to the apron. Orton slowly makes his way over to Kennedy, kicking him across the back. Orton pulls Kennedy up, and rolls him into the ring. Orton climbs onto the apron and then begins to climb the turnbuckles. Orton perches on the top turnbuckle as Kennedy slowly stands up, looking up at Orton. Orton goes to leap off... Shawn leaps onto the apron hitting the top tope... Orton straddles the top rope! Kennedy makes his way to the corner lifting Orton onto his shoulders.
With Orton on his shoulders Kennedy steps onto the first turnbuckle. He then slowly steps up to the second. With a sick look in his eye, Kennedy steps over the ropes, looking to the floor in front of the ramp. Angle tells him no, but Kennedy leaps off... Green Bay Plunge! Kennedy drives Orton to the outside and the fans begin to go wild.
Both men lay motionless once again. Kennedy slowly sits up as Angle starts the count. With his back in more pain than ever, Kennedy uses the apron to pull himself up. Orton slowly looks up, realizing where he is again. He looks dazed and confused, but inside he knows exactly where he is...hell. Orton pulls on the ring skirt, pulling himself up. Kennedy rolls into the ring and slowly stands. He waits for Orton who climbs onto the apron. Kennedy grabs Orton by the head and takes him over to the corner. Kennedy sits on the top turnbuckle and pulls Orton onto his shoulders. As he is about to leap off for a second Green Bay Plunge, Orton wiggles free... Orton leaps over Kennedy.... RKO!!! Holy shit! RKO!!! Orton lays over him for the cover . . ."1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"Angle signals for the bell, bringing the match to an end. As Orton slowly stands up, Shawn slides into the ring. Sweet Chin-No! Orton ducks . . . RKO!!! Angle goes to grab Orton... Drop Toe-Hold! Kennedy jumps up, diving on top of Angle. Kennedy drills him in the face over and over, trying to bust him up. Orton runs, drilling Kennedy in the side of the head with his boot. Kennedy stumbles out of the ring, falling to the floor. Angle quickly rolls out of the ring where both of them begin to brawl. Punch after punch is thrown, connecting harder and harder with eachother.
Inside the ring Orton picks up the chair that was involved with him and Kennedy. Shawn slowly gets to his knees, gaining notion as to where in the hell he is. Shawn looks up . . . Chair Shot! Shawn falls face first to the mat. Orton stands over him, yelling for him to get up. Shawn slowly shakes the first shot off and begins to lift himself up. This time he is sitting on his knees, pointing at Orton. Shawn dares him to nail him with the chair again... Chair Shot! Shawn's head begins to pour blood. His face quickly turns into a crimson mask, soaked in his own blood. As Shawn still sits on his knees Orton drills him in the ribs with the chair. Shawn holds his mid-scetion, coughing. Orton drills him in the ribs again, bringing blood being coughed up from Shawn's insides. Security guards quickly storm down the ramp, including a few of the boys. Angle and Kennedy are pulled apart as Orton is shoved into the corner and robbed of his chair. The camera shows the intensity in both Angle and Kennedy's eyes, capturing the feeling they both share for the one prized possession. The camera then switches over to Orton, his hands once again covered in the crimson red blood of Shawn Michaels. With a smile on his face Orton raises his arms, showing the blood to everyone around him. The SNME logo slowly wipes across the screen cutting the show off . . .
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Post by briankendrick on Sept 25, 2007 8:20:37 GMT -5
Great results. I was a winner! So anyways, good luck to Leone, and congrats on everyones wins.
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