WWE Fantasy Fed - Official Show Thread

[Destruction]

Dark Match: Road to Triumph: Maria vs. Tamina
A slow paced divas match, which lasted the better side of 6 minutes. Eventually, Tamina went for a Superfly Splash, but Maria moved out of the way. Both divas got to their feet, and Maria got a small package for a two count. Then Tamina lifted Maria up for the Samoan Drop, but Maria landed an arm drag, before locking in a Japanese arm bar, to which Tamina submitted to give Maria the submission victory!


Thursday Night Nitro!

Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota: Target Centre

Tenay: Welcome to Thursday Night Nitro! And early for once! What a shock!

Bischoff: Des must be pulling his finger out! But onto tonight tonight, the hype for Great American Bash will be complete! We have no less than 8 matches planned for tonight, including 3- count 'em – 3 pick your poison match-ups!

Tenay: Brock tonight, will pick Edge's opponent, Edge will pick the opponent of the World Heavyweight Champion, before Kidd picks-

Bischoff: The recipient of a tradition Edge squash match!

Tenay: Oh shut up Eric! You're such a tool

Bischoff: Meh.

Tenay: *Sighs*. While, as promised last week, Tyler Reks will call out Kevin Steen, and in addition to our Road to Triumph dark match, we have 3 more diva matches tonight, and hey, we may get to see some fighting in the Ambrose/Rock rivalry!





Tenay: And the Rated R-Superstar is here to open the show!

Bischoff: This could be the greatest opening to Nitro in history!

Tenay: But let's get down to the matter of fact: Edge is here now to pick an opponent for Kidd – one that could be an old foe of Kidd – an Uso, Yoshi Tatsu, he could be an old friend of Edge's – Orton is a name that springs to mind – or we could even see a cameo appearance from a future Hall of Famer!

Bischoff: Or he could be someone crap like Billy Gunn, or Mr. Anderson

Tenay: Hey! Both are talented former champions!

The fans immediately begin to boo and hiss as The Rated R Superstar walks through the curtain. He has his new Pride of Canada t-shirt on, and a microphone in his hand. He stands on the stage, waiting for the booing to die down. His music goes off and the crowd finally quietens down before Edge speaks.

Edge: This Sunday is the night where the WWE’s PG era ends. This Sunday, the underdog known as Tyson Kidd will lose his World Heavyweight Championship to a much more suited candidate for the position of top champion. This Sunday, the unstoppable piece of muscle known as Brock Lesnar will also fail in his pursuit of being the top man.

And why? Because this is The Pride of Canada’s moment! Do you not understand people? This Sunday, this is your night- and I’m going to be certain to ruin it. Imagine it, a Canadian World Heavyweight Champion that the beautiful nation of Canada can claim they like. I’m the one that they all want to see holding that gold.

They understand the need for an idol. They understand that the ill-fated return of Bret Hart will not justify their needs. They understand that Tyson Kidd is a fluke, that the other pathetic Canadian wrestlers on the roster will never do what I can do. I can bring pride back to our nation. And I’m going to do it on the day you all fake your appreciation of this country.

The fans boo loudly for Edge, who smiles and shakes his head.

Edge: I like how you try to boo me as if that isn’t true. Whenever during the year do you give a damn about your own country? All you do is complain about debt and your President. All you do is complain about every aspect of life, whether American or not- but once a year at the WWE’s Great American Bash, you all suddenly turn up looking like Apollo Creed? That’s pathetic.

You see, in my native country- we have a certain thing called manners. We know what the words please and thank you mean. In this country, you do not. Canadians are better people than Americans. I challenge you to find a case of pure disgrace that is because of a Canadian. For every one you can find, I can find ten commited by Americans. Yet you all still come together and cheer for your country as if you give a damn about the outside world.

That’s why this Sunday, I’m going to be leaving with the World Heavyweight Championship. Why? Because you people need to realise that I’m the guy you should be respecting, not Tyson Kidd.

The fans continue to boo Edge.

Edge: But that’s Sunday. Not tonight. Instead, tonight, I’m picking Tyson Kidd’s opponent. Now all of you must be expecting me to pick a huge monster, or a close friend of mine but I’m actually not. I’ve never liked the guy I’m picking for Kidd tonight- but that’s why it’ll shock him.

The man I will be picking is a man by the name of John Morrison.

The fans pop loudly for Morrison’s name.

Edge: And should you get past Morrison Kidd, well I’ll see you this Sunday.

The fans boo loudly as Edge drops the microphone on the metal with a clang and walks backstage.



*Morrison comes out from behind the curtain, to a good reaction, before doing his slow motion pose. He walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans outstretched arms. He goes to the steel steps, before a fan slaps him on the back. Morrison halts, before facing the fan. He removes his sunglasses, before staring at the fan, and throwing his sunglasses at him in anger.*


Tenay: Morrison, really? This is not who I expected

Bischoff: But what a smart choice! JoMo hasn't been seen in a while, so who knows how much he's improved since being away,

Tenay: But is he good enough to be a poison to Tyson Kidd, or just a glorified jobber?

Bischoff: If this was two years ago, you would never have bad-mouthed Morrison! So do not start now!





Tenay: But the World Heavyweight Champion is here!

Bischoff: Morrison is certainly the challenge he wasn't expecting, so I'm quite sure this should be a good match!

Tenay: Hopefully so, a good match and a good victory could do wonders for Kidd ahead of his upcoming title defence.

[Destruction]

Match 1: World Heavyweight Champion Tyson Kidd vs. John Morrison in a Non-Title match

1:56-4:08

*Kidd gets to his feet, and climbs to the top rope. He waits for Morrison to get to his feet, before leaping off, and landing a diving dropkick, which sends Morrison out of the ring. Kidd goes over to the apron, and goes to springboard over the top rope, but Morrison shakes the ropes, and Kidd falls on his back in the ring. Morrison grabs the legs of the champion, and pulls him out of the ring, before ramming him back first into the apron, and throwing him over the barrier into the crowd.

Morrison jumps on the apron, before turning his head around to see Kidd climbing onto the ringside barrier. Morrison jumps off the second rope, before landing the flying chuck kick, sending Kidd to the floor. Morrison picks up Kidd, before throwing him into the ring. Morrison covers

1...........2...........Kickout

Morrison gets to his feet, and drags Kidd towards the corner. The crowd pops, but Morrison raises the finger to them to a chorus of boo's. He goes for the Starship Pain, but Kidd gets the knees up! Morrison rolls around in pain, before both men get to their feet. Kidd charges at Morrison, landing a clothesline. Morrison bounces up to his feet, but Kidd lands a flying forearm. Morrison again, is back to his feet quickly, and goes for a clothesline, but Kidd ducks, and lands a dropkick.

Kidd goes to the apron, and yells at Morrison to get up. Kidd springboards into the ring, but Morrison lands a knee to the midsection, to which Kidd drops to his knees, but Morrison pulls him up, and lands the C4! Morrison covers

1...........2...........................Kickout

Morrison looks up in shock at the referee, before pulling Kidd up to his feet. He grabs the head of Kidd, and taunts for the Moonlight Drive, but Kidd twists out, and lands a side Russian Leg Sweep! Kidd jumps up to his feet, before grabbing the legs of Morrison, and locks in the sharpshooter! Morrison claws at the mat, trying to reach he ropes, but eventually is forced to tap out.*

Tenay: And Kidd wins, putting on a stellar display

Bischoff: Morrison did great in his return match. How will he go?

Tenay: Well we'll have to wait to see, but Kidd need's to pick Brock's opponent for tonight. He's collecting a microphone now, so we may get an answer quickly

[Destruction]

*Tyson Kidd get's up, still celebrating his victory as the crowd roar the arena out. He asks for a mic, and a mic is given to him, as he prepares to speak.*

Tyson Kidd: People, people- before I say anything. I just want to give a massive thank you. And a huge shout-out to my opponent tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for John Morrison!

*Boos are heard from the crowd as Kidd smiles*

Tyson Kidd: That was exactly the reaction I expected. Now, I'll admit. I don't like Morrison, and neither do you people. But I'm afraid, being honest, is part of being the World Heavyweight Champion. You've got to man up- and face the facts. Morrison gave it his all tonight, so kudos to him! But despite giving it all, I also gave it my all! And I overcame my poison for tonight, by pinning Morrison!

But last week, something happened right here in this ring which I would like to address. It was Brock Lesnar vs Tyson Kidd for the World Heavyweight Champion, as Brock was invoking his rematch clause- however before the match after I finished speaking. Brock went pretty ape-shit, after saying that he wanted to many things. Such as slam me through a table.

*Crowd boo*

Tyson Kidd: Smash my head on a chair.

*Crowd boo*

Tyson Kidd: And drive my face into the barricade- now Lesnar. In our match, last week. You had the chance to do all of that. We wrestled for 16 minutes, and in that 16 minutes- you never did what you said you would claimed you would. So what does that say about you? Simple, it says that you're nothing but talk. But that wasn't the point I wanted to address. My point wasn't even about Lesnar.

It's about the so called "Pride of Canada", Edge. And last week, he made a pretty mean statement by attacking myself and Lesnar in our match. Now Edge, you had your words last week. And you should've let me and Lesnar tear the roof apart. But instead, you decided to steal the spotlight..again, and make yourself center of attention. And you did indeed do that, now hear me out. No one, and I mean NO ONE grabs MY championship belt, and holds it up high. If you were the champion, I wouldn't care. But you're NOT the champion, so quit getting ahead of yourself Edge!

*Crowd cheer Kidd as he doesn't look happy, but the roars from the crowd cheers him up a little bit.*

Tyson Kidd: And now, my poison for Brock Lesnar. You see, I'll admit. I had trouble finding my poison for Lesnar tonight, because I wanted Lesnar to suffer. And there are many, many talented people in Nitro. But I couldn't find any superstars, talented enough to go one on one against Lesnar. However, I had two superstars that I did find.

I found the Intercontinental Champion, the Human Wrecking Ball- Tyler Reks.

*Crowd cheer for Tyler Reks's name.*

Tyson Kidd: Now this guy is an absolute beast, and he has the ability to whoop Lesnar's ass. But I didn't think Lesnar would be on his mind, as he's got S.C.U.M on his radar.

But I also found, the People's Champion- The Rock!

*Crowd cheer for The Rock, as ROCK chants her heard across the arena*

Tyson Kidd: Now, this guy is a future hall of famer, and a current legend. And he's faced Lesnar before. However, with the maddening psycho- Dean Ambrose on his plate, I didn't think he would want to.

But I found, a real challenge for Lesnar. Someone who could expose Lesnar, from inside out. This guy has wrestled all over the world, and is on a roll at the moment. He hasn't wrestled Lesnar at all, so it will be a huge challenge for both of them!

This guy is a former United States Champion, a former Intercontinental Champion, a former Money in the Bank winner, and a two time world champion. So ladies and gentleman, please give it up for Brock Lesnar's poison for tonight...The Head Asshole in Charge..and the only asshole here in the WWE...MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEER ANDEEEEEEEEERSON!

*The crowd go mental with cheers, as Mr. Anderson is announced as Brock Lesnar's poison for tonight. Kidd smiles and drops his mic, before raising his belt up high for the crowd as he heads to the back.*

[Destruction]

Reks comes out the a great pop from the crowd as he heads to the ring with the Intercontinental Championship around his waist before he is handed a mic and begins to speak.

Reks: As promised I'm here to make Steen face me in this ring before we go for it all at The Great American Bash for this *pats the championship around his waist* one of the most coveted and prestigious championships this company has to offer.

A championship I am proud to carry because I know it means all the hard work put in across the years I've been in the WWE have paid off and I am the top of my game. I'm gonna let that hard work go to waste because Steen and S.C.U.M. simply deem it to be so. So Steen come out here, without Corino and Jacobs if you want to meet me like a man and let's settle this now here and now because I don;t wanna wait till The Bash to kick your ass



*Steen does indeed come out solo as the crowd rain down on him with boos*

Steen: Well, here I am. Did I surprise you Tyler? Did I prove your theories about how I need Corino and how I need Jacobs wrong? You see, I don't need Steve and I don't need Jimmy to kick your ass, because I am Kevin Fucking Steen!

*The crowd tears him one for the language, a young mother covers her son's ears and shots Steen a nasty look*

Steen: Lady, if you plan on bringing your son to a Wrestling Show that Kevin Steen is at, you better be ready to cover his ears or let him hear me speak. I won't PG myself for anyone.

Now, Reks. You come out here and you talk as if you are the best thing going in WWE. No, correction, the best thing in wrestling, and that simply isn't true. I am. I have done more in my career than you could ever dream to imagine doing! I am a multi-time World Champion. The only reason I didn't come to this company already wearing gold is because I was legally obligated to hand over my titles.

See, at King of The Ring, you got lucky. You won, but you didn't really beat me. At The Great American Bash, the only thing being bashed will be your skull!

Reks stares at Steen

Reks: Nobody is denying you are one of the best going for the wrestling world, that's a given but it is not your given right to try and forsake me and try to take away that which I earned through hard work and determination and that the Intercontinental Championship. That's where I take a stand.

Crowd is pumped and behind "The Wrecking Ball"

Reks: You and S.C.U.M. are nothing but the next victims in my path to becoming one of the best Intercontinental Champions of all time and then moving on the becomes a World Champion. Trust me when I say, people will never question my resolve to get the job done when I'm done with you.

*Steen laughs loudly*

Steen: You? The best Intercontinental Champion of all time? You surely can't be serious!? Tyler, in 50 years when little kids are reading about the greats of our generation, you will be nothing more than a footnote in the 100+pages on Kevin Steen!

In that footnote it will read "Kevin Steen killed Tyler Reks at the 2013 Great American Bash" that is what you will be known for, as the guy who gave me my first WWE title.
*The crowd boos*

Steen: You idiots boo me for speaking the truth, but everyone here knows it, hell even Tyler knows it. He knows that he got lucky at King of The Ring, and he knows he can't do it again at Great American Bash! Just admit to these people Tyler, you'll feel much better when you do

Reks has a stern look on his face

Reks: The only thing I need to admit is -

Reks is stopped by the sight of Corino and Steen sprinting down the ramp. They slide into the ring, and goes straight for Reks, but Reks is prepared. He knocks down Corino with a punch, before landing a dropkick on Jacobs. He turns around, straight into a powerful kick to the midsection before Steen grabs his head, sets him for and connects the Package Piledriver. He takes the Intercontinental Championship off the waist of Reks and has in possession as he speaks

Steen: Reks, I know you can't really hear me right now.. But this is what you expect to happen at The Great American Bash! And I will be announced as the NEW WWE Intercontinental Champion!

The crowd jeers as S.C.U.M. gets to their feet. They raise the arms of Steen, before the camera cuts to a commercial

Commercial

[Destruction]

Tenay: Back from the break, and now, it's time for a Road to Triumph match!

Bischoff: Currently, Beth Phoenix, Kelly Kelly and Trish Stratus are currently qualified for the scramble match at the Great American Bash, with Nattie Neidhart, Lita, Paige, and the least likely of all Eve are hot on their tails!





Tenay: And Paige, with a win tonight, will go top of the leaderboard, and onto the Bash

Bischoff: And she deserves it! Is there a more talented diva, aside from Lita, in the WWE?

Tenay: Well, her opponent would like to be included in this





Bischoff: Well, at least we can see a squash match.

Tenay: Hey! People often underestimate her wrestling abilities because of her well, lack of education

Bischoff: Does she even know which direction the ring is?

Tenay: Do you even know how to run a wrestling company?

Match 2: Paige vs. Maria (Marie) in a Road to Triumph match.

1:15-5:30

*Paige picks up Maria by the hair, and throws her into the turnbuckle. She lands a backhand chop, before going to the opposite turnbuckle. She raises her arm to the crowd, before running and landing a big splash. Maria stumbles into the middle of the ring, before Paige bounces off the ropes, and lands a bulldog. Paige covers:

1...........2...............Kickout

Paige climbs to the top rope, and waits for Maria to get to her feet. She goes for a double axe handle, but Maria lands a kick to the gut. Maria pulls Paige's hair, before landing a neckbraker. Maria rebounds off the ropes, and lands an elbow drop.

Maria drops to one knee, waiting for Paige to get up. She goes for a frankensteiner, but Paige catches Maria, and lands a powerbomb! Paige covers:

1........2.................3*

Tenay: Paige wins! And she is going onto the Great American Bash!

Bischoff: What a great victory! But with this: Maria, I can officially announce, will not be wrestling at the pay-per-view. It's a sadness for everyone, to cheap to actually buy the Bash and hoping they'd miss a crap show!

Tenay: Mature.

[Destruction]

*Mr. Anderson walks up to the interview area where Michael Cole, Anderson’s personal backstage interviewer, is standing. Anderson pats him on the back as Cole prepares to do the interview.*

Mr. Anderson: How’s my favorite asshole? Don’t answer that you’re the one supposed to be asking the questions.

*Anderson smiles as Cole stands their stoic, he then begins to speak.*

Michael Cole: Tonight you face Brock Lesnar. How do you feel about being the choice-

Mr. Anderson: How do I feel about being Tyson Kidd’s choice as an opponent for Brock Lesnar? Well I feel pretty freakin’ sweet, I mean Kidd obviously wants to have Lesnar get his ass kicked, plus I have history with Lesnar, and I owe him some for the last few times we’ve been in the ring. Now I know I can’t overlook Lesnar, that’s pretty tough to do in the first place, but I also got to keep an eye over my shoulder for one of the Three Stooges to make an appearance as well, as they have a history of showing up after my matches, not that I’ m worried though as I proved last week.

Michael Cole: Yes, speaking of last week, you were able to defeat one of your three adversaries-

Mr. Anderson: Stooges

Michael Cole: Stooges, Christopher Daniels. Care to comment on that?

Mr. Anderson: Sure I’ll comment, actually allow me to enlighten you. Last week, when I said I haven’t had a fair shot at any of them, I was speaking the truth, and then Daniels decides to stroll his scrawny champagne drinking ass out and challenge me to a match. A match where I hadn’t wrestled before or beaten down in some sneak attack, I was healthy, one hundred percent healthy, so of course I was going to take it. And sure enough I won, shocker there, completely healthy. I mean I know I’m an asshole, but I don’t lie, and let me give you another truth right now, as soon as I’m beaten down, whether I win or lose tonight, I expect to see one of those stooges, and if I had to take a guess, I’m gonna say Moe will make an appearance.

Michael Cole: Moe?

Mr. Anderson: Yea Moe, Rey Mysterio. See even though we don’t see eye to eye, literally, he and I both know, after we both won last week, we’re the big dogs, as big as he can be that is, and I’ve always had more of a problem with him than the other three until last week. But Rey, Daniels and Lethal, go ahead make an appearance after my match tonight, cause I expect it, and I’ll beat you down just like I beat Daniels down last week. And as they say payback’s a bitch, and I’m an asshole.

*The crowd cheers as Cole laughs.*

Michael Cole: Well I’m not sure that’s how the saying goes, but nonetheless Mr. Anderson I thank you for your time.

*Cole smiles and looks up at Anderson expecting him to leave, but he doesn’t.*

Michael Cole: Thank you Ken.

*Cole’s smile turns to fear as Anderson grabs the mic with a sarcastic smile.*

Mr. Anderson: To you and the other three stooges its… MIIISSSTTTEEERRR AANNDDEERRSSOONN… ANDERSON!

*Anderson flips the mic back to Cole, and walks off, as Cole fumbles with it but eventually catches it.*

[Destruction]

Tenay: Strong words from Mr. Anderson, but can he fair better than John Morrison earlier tonight?

Bischoff: Nope.

Tenay: Really, is that all you can say? Nope?

Bischoff: Nope.

Tenay: I guess you're Dean Freakin' Ambrose then.





Bischoff: Ah, here's the should be World Champion

Tenay: He lost his championship fair and square. A champion should be prepared to fight at all times!

Bischoff: But just after a gruelling title defence? He has some rights!

Match 3: Brock Lesnar vs. Mr. Anderson (Holly)

1:10-7:56

*Brock charges at Anderson, and lands a running lariat. He picks up Anderson, and throws him over the top rope. Anderson lands on the apron, but Brock takes him down to the floor with a Big Boot. Brock leaves the ring over the top rope and grabs Anderson. He throws Anderson into the steel steps, before picking him up, and throwing him into the Spanish announce table

Anderson's reeling on the floor, as Brock goes for a kick to the head, but Anderson rolls out of the way, and lands a chop block. He slams Brock's head against the announce table, before throwing him into the ring. Anderson climbs onto the apron, before going to the top rope. He dives off, and lands the Kenton Bomb! Anderson covers

1........2...........Kickout

Anderson bounces up to his feet, and calls for the Mic Check. Brock slowly gets to his feet, as Anderson goes for his finisher, but Brock counters with an STO! Anderson doesn't stay down for long, but when he gets to his feet, he gets put in the Fireman’s Carry Position! F5 connects! Brock covers

1..........2.............3*

Bischoff: The poison has been ruled ineffective! Brock triumphs!

Tenay: But Anderson puts up a good fight.

Bischoff: Good fight, bad fight whatever! Lesnar wins!

Commerical

[Destruction]

Tenay: And next, we have Nitro history! The New Age Outlaws debut match on Nitro!

Bischoff: Too bad, their opponents, the Prime Time Players, are going to kick their ass!





*In no time at all, Darren Young and Titus O’Neil come out from behind the curtain while A.W. trails behind them. A.W. gesticulates for the fans to get out of their seats and cheer for the two men but they boo instead. As A.W. cheers them on from behind, Darren and Titus link arms around the other’s shoulders and do the Millions of Dollars dance on the top of the ramp in unison. After they separate, they both rush down the ramp and slide into the ring while A.W. follows them at a walking pace. They do dance in the ring again while A.W. circles around the ring to go over to ringside. Grabbing two nearby microphones, he picks them up and slides them both into the ring and each man takes their own. Instead of waiting for the chanting and booing to die down, A.W. just talks over them via his headset microphone.*

::A.W.::

“Yo, yo, yo, yooooooo! Ease back, everybody! Ease on back!”

*Instead of acquiescing, they disobey A.W.’s order by getting even louder.*

“C’mon, ya’ll. I said ease on back. Don’t make me get the hose out on you fools and unfortunately for all the ladies in the house, I wasn’t speaking metaphorically, haha! Anyways, ladies and gentlemen, before ya’ll are bored to death by the two fossils of the Prehistoric eras, trying to entertain you with their creaky ol’ bones and worn out introduction, let me be the first to introduce to you the hottest craze in the tag team division today! Forget your push-ups and your “kings”, these two are real workhorses. To my left, we’ve got none other than the man who takes absolutely no days off from being young but never reckless. Not Christmas, not Easter, not Flag Day, not Valentine’s Day and especially not Friday, give it up for the future one half of your new WWE Tag Team Champion, D-Yoooooooooooung!”

*Darren Young steps in front of the camera and brushes his afro with his hands in a cocky way.*

“And let’s not forget this guy! To my right…”

*Before he can get to Titus, the crowds booing drowns A.W. out. Because of this, A.W. decides to bark back.*

“Hush it, puppies! I didn’t ask for no lip so keep a lid on it! Anyways, to my right, we all know and love this guy as “Mr. Sex Appeal” Titus O’Neil. Together, you’ve got the most charismatic, prosperous, absolutely dazzling duo of dynamic and dashing dynamites in this business today, the Primetime Playaaaaaaas!”

::Darren Young::

“What’s happenin’, everybody?! What’s happenin’?! You know, sometimes, it ain’t easy being the players of primetime but let me tell you, it’s got a lot of benefits. First of all, everybody wants to take your photos and trust me, baby, we deliver every single time. Check it out!”



“You even get to hang out with celebrities…”



“Even ya’ll can’t get enough of us!”



And don’t even get me started on the women…I’d have a picture but the network wouldn’t allow it. ;) But anyways, the point is, when you’re as swag as us, you get all these perks and more and by more I mean championship matches which is what me and my homeboy Titus here have at the Great American Bash when we put the so called, “King” of Wrestling, Claudine Ravioli and the Boy Wonder as in “Boy, I wonder what this goof is doing out here”, Mr. Superzero in a match that will ultimately crown us as your new WWE Tag Team Champions. Oh…”

::Titus O’Neil::

“…you didn’t know? I guess you didn’t since those court jesters kept running their mouths off on RAW and ya’ll fell asleep so allow me to repeat, The Primetime Players got a WWE Tag team Championship match at The Great American Bash. It’s about time we got the respect that we deserve and all it took was for us to completely dominate every single tag team in that battle royal like we told ya’ll we would do. The World’s Greatest Tag Team, Beer Money, The New Age Outlaws, S.C.UM., Cryme Tyme, we made an example out of all of them and finally got the chance that we deserved at that tag team bling. But the All American Reacharound got in the way of that when they stole our titles from us and then, to add to that, some random group comes out of nowhere, claims themselves the kings and tries to steal our spotlight. We took out over half of the tag team division to be where we are! We made ourselves famous in the BIG LEAGUES to be the kings of wrestling. I don’t recall these two ever doing anything in this company except for knock off a few tag teams that we were tearing holes into before they did. Is that supposed to be some kind of accomplishment? They’re like graffiti artists, trying to make their signatures on a famous monument, that’s been there before them, and try to make themselves known out of work that someone else did. The nerve of them! They haven’t beaten a real tag team like us yet and they never will nor will they become the tag team champions because that’s our calling card at the G.A.B.”

::Darren Young::

“But that’s for Sunday. Tonight, though, we gotta face Team Geriatric themselves, The Renaissance Age Outlaws. Man oh man, isn’t that gonna be exciting. Whooping on old dudes sounds mildly entertaining and all but if I wanted to touch old, wrinkly ass skin, I’d go and massage a giant raisin but since we’re out of those, these old farts will have to do. But don’t worry, guys, no matter how many times they yell at us to get out of their lawn, I mean, ring, we ain’t leaving it because this is our ring and this is our time! Not their time! Not your time! Not Cryme Tyme! Primetime, baby!”

*For the final time before the match, Young and O’Neil do the “Millions of Dollars” dance despite the less than flattering response they get from the audience.*

::A.W.::

“Now bring out the fodder! This is gonna be good.”

[Destruction]

Tenay: If the New Age Outlaws defeat the Prime Time Players, then at the Great American Bash, the championships go to All World Promotions, will the New Age Outlaws be in line for a title shot?

Bischoff: Well they've got their hands full currently with a team that's growing on me: Cryme Tyme.

Tenay: Strange. Whenever someone changes their attitude for the worse, you start liking them

Bischoff: Strange indeed.

Match 4: New Age Outlaws (Road Dogg and Billy Gunn) vs. Prime Time Players (Titus O'Neil (Saturn) and Darren Young (Guerrero) w/A.W

2:52-5:27

*Titus places his foot and the cheek of Road Dogg, before pressing down, holding the ropes for extra power. The ref starts a count, but Titus breaks at 4. Titus goes through the ropes to the outside, before pulling Dogg out with him. He picks him up for a bodyslam, before throwing him to the hard ground. Titus goes to the ring side perpendicular to where Dogg is, and begins talking trash to Gunn, but whilst this is happening, Young is stomping on the stomach of Dogg. Titus throws Dogg into the ring, before dragging him over to his corner. He tags out to Young, who comes in, and grabs the leg of Dogg, and stomps on the calf.

Young pulls up Dogg, and lifts him up for the Firemans Carry Gutbuster, but Road Dogg counters with elbows to the head. Dogg slips off, before he bounces off the ropes, leaps, and lands a Flying Clothesline. Dogg goes to Gunn for the tag, but AW jumps on the apron, which distracts the referee. Gunn comes in a takes down Young with a clothesline. Young gets to his feet, but gets whipped into the referee, which drops the ref, but Young turns around, straight into a back body drop

Gunn lands a shoulder through the ropes, to the mid-section of Titus, which sends him to the floor. Gunn kicks Young in the gut, before lifting him for a suplex, which connects. Gunn pulls Young up by the afro, and lands the One and Only. The referee awakes, as Gunn covers, but the referee refuses to count!

He tells Gunn there's no tag, and orders him outside to the apron. Gunn kicks the ropes in disgust, as Dogg enters the ring to also argue with the referee. They say they tagged, but Titus trips up Gunn from the outside, and Young comes in with a roll-up

1...........2...........3!*

Tenay: Damn A.W! Costing the New Age Outlaws the victory!

Bischoff: Winning's winning! And the Players won!

Tenay: Yes, but-

*Prime Time Players do their “Millions of Dollars” taunt in the middle of the ring, as the New Age Outlaws spur, however, Cryme Tyme sprint down the ramp, and slide into the ring. They lock eyes with PTP, before they jump on the New Age Outlaws. They begin stomping on Gunn, before Shad picks him up, as JTG rebounds against the ropes, and lands Da Shout Out. Shad goes over to Dogg, and places him in a Samoan Drop postion, before JTG runs, and they land the G6!*

[Destruction]

*The crowd jeers, as Cryme Tyme demands microphones, which are promptly delivered to them*

Shad: Feel's a bit good doesn't it J?

*Crowd boo Cryme Tyme as JTG nods.*

JTG: Damn right it does Shad. Now all my fans and homies, hear me out. I ain't gotta problem with any of y'all. In fact- you fans are the reason why Cryme Tyme are where we at right now! Y'all ain't the issue. The only issue, is the New Age Outlaws. Me and Shad have a problem with the New Age Outlaws!

Shad: And me and my boy J, don't understand what all this booing is about. Maybe New Age Outlaws are fan favorites, we understand. But that don't change the level of hate that I have for those chumps!

*Mixed reaction from the crowd, as Shad and JTG smirk.*

JTG: Now, I've been gettin' high and trainin' all night, and I've been thinkin'. I've got a question for the New Age Outlaws. A question, which only has 3 words to it. Why? Billy, Road Dogg, why don't you take Cryme Tyme seriously?

Shad: Now, that J, is an excellent question. Me and JTG proved a point last week, we wanted to be taken seriously. Hell, we even upset these people to prove that point. And yet- you guys disrespect me and J, by still not taking the Cryme Tyme seriously!

*Mixed reactions from the crowd, as JTG begins to speak.*

JTG: Now, the New Age Outlaws may be tag team veterans, they may be 5 time tag team champions! But that doesn't change the fact, that Cryme Tyme ain't scared of 'em. So New Age Outlaws, to prove to you that we don't wanna be remembered as a comedy act.

Shad: We challenge you two, to a match. Not tonight, not next week. But at the Great American Bash! Cryme Tyme vs New Age Outlaws, and we want an answer by next week! So be there.

JTG: Or be square!

*Cryme Tyme's music hits as they leave the ring, and swagger to the back.*