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I enjoyed Raw a lot, good write ups of your promos are a huge plus, especially The Rock & Hogan who you seemed to 'hit the nail on the head' with.

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WOW! who would have thought Show was the guy to face Taker in the main event. Well...I was hoping it would have been Gillberg :angry: but then again that would be too foolish of me to think of it that way.

RAW was a very good show. I cant wait to see what happens to the Taker-Flair feud on SmackDown!

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<p align="center"><i><font size="6" color="#0000FF"><b>WWF SMACKDOWN!</b></font></i></p><p align="left"><b>Announcing Team: </b>Michael Cole &amp; Tazz<br><b>Date: </b>14th March 2002</p><p align="left">The usual opening footage doesn't play, instead some different footage does. The footage being played in black and white, with the words &quot;A Raw of Destruction&quot; floating around on the screen until they finally dissolve. The footage shows the New World Order beating down The Rock, leaving him in a heap. The footage also shows someone trying to run Triple H over. We also see the carnage which ensued as Raw went off the air, with The Undertaker Chokeslamming Flair off the stage.</p><p align="left">Then, when the footage stops, we solemnly cut to ringside to where Michael Cole sits with Tazz.</p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Tonight on SmackDown we have the fallout from the absolute mayhem known as the eleventh of March edition of Monday Night Raw! I'm Michael Cole and I'm joined via Tazz at ringside! Tazz, I don't believe what I saw on Raw.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Neither do I Cole; the New World Orda' went too far and so did The Undertaka'. And to top things off, someone tried to runover the number one contender, Triple H!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Yeah, we saw 'Hollywood' Hulk Hogan accept a challenge from The Rock for a match at WrestleMania eighteen, and then the scavengers attacked. Hogan, Hall and Nash left The Rock in a bloodied heap on the steel ramp. Now, you've gotta' wonder, will The Rock even be able to compete at WrestleMania?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Never mind 'Mania, Cole. Will The Rock ever be able to step through the ropes again?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Good question, Tazz. Also, the 'Nature Boy' Ric Flair, our boss, received a beat down at the hands of the sinister Deadman, The Undertaker!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Yeah, Taker went too far Cole. He survived a match with tha' Big Show, and then Flair tried to ambush him - so in all due respect, Taker was defendin' himself.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Does defending himself give him the right to Chokeslam somebody off the stage?!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;I'm not sayin' that, Cole, I'm sayin' that Taker was merely defendin' himself - but yeah, he did take it too far when he Chokeslammed Flair off tha' stage.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>He Had It Coming<br></b></font></u>Suddenly, the two announcers are cut off via the music of The Undertaker. The Undertaker arrives from the back with no motorcycle, but with the Hardcore Championship slung over his shoulder. The fans greet Big Evil with a chorus of boo's, woo's and &quot;you suck&quot; chants. Taker ignores the fans and simply climbs through the ropes and into the ring as Cole dubs him as &quot;Satanic&quot;. Taker snatches the microphone off tonight's ring announcer Lillian Garcia, and scares her out of the ring. Taker stops in the centre of the ring as the music also comes to an holt. Taker raises the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak. </p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;I bet'cha all wonderin' why I sent Ric Flair to hell las' night, right?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">The fans respond with unanimous jeers.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;Ric Flair had it comin' to him. He did. Ric Flair practically said that he'd end me and all I stand for. He tried ta' do that when he sent out the Big Show last night, but it wasn't happenin'. The Big Show came out to fight and came out to beat the livin' hell outta' me under the orders of Ric Flair, but it didn't work. I beat the Big Show and then Ric Flair came out to try and get in a few cheap shots, but no, it didn't work. I beat Ric Flair into an inch of his life and sent him crashing through tables and electrical equipment with a Chokeslam off the stage; hopefully I taught tha' sunova' b*tch some respect.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">The fans continue to boo; a &quot;Taker Sucks&quot; chant ensues.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;Shut your damn mouths! None of ya' have even accomplished a fraction of what I've accomplished, so you haven't got a damn right to disrespect me after all I've been through in this business. I've busted my ass week in week out and what do I get? I get you sons of b*tches booin' your asses off at me!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Taker's angered expression suddenly transforms into a smirk.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;Well let me put it this way; I don't give a damn about what'chu people think! I care as much for you people as I do for the well being of everyone in the back who feels like they can walk all over me and get away with it, people like Ric Fair. I paid my dues in the World Wrestling Federation, Ric Flair didn't. Ric Flair disappeared and went down to Atlanta, he didn't pay his dues. He disrespected the World Wrestling Federation and disrespected ME, The Undertaker.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">The fans continue to boo 'Big Evil' relentlessly.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;Let me give ya' an history lesson. For over ten years I've been bustin' my ass and earnin' myself respect, that's what I do it all for. And then guess what? Ric Flair just waltzed inta' tha' damn place and stole my spotlight, he stole my respect! Ric Flair doesn't give a damn about this company and he doesn't give a damn about ME! So in return I did a job and the outcome of that job was Ric Flair laying in a puddle of his own blood..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Taker sadistically smiles, he's quite obviously proud of himself and what he did to the co-owner Ric Flair. Taker his about to resume but his swiftly cut off by: <b>&quot;No Chance! That's what you got!&quot; </b>The theme music of the deranged co-owner, the man who wants to kill his own promotion <b>Vince McMahon</b>. McMahon steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand, and slowly begins to swagger his way down to the ramp while absorbing the jeers he receives from the fans.</p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;The boss is here, Cole!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">McMahon eventually enters the ring and raises the microphone to his mouth.</p><p align="left"><b>Vince McMahon: </b><i>&quot;Undertaker! UNDERTAKER! What the HELL did you think you were doing last Monday Night on Raw?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Taker just stands there silently as Vince continues.</p><p align="left"><b>Vince McMahon: </b><i>&quot;You took Ric Flair, the co-owner of this company, and sent him all the way </i>(Vince's angered expression swiftly turns into a smile) <i>to HELL! All the way to hell.. Taker, I knew I could always rely on you and now that Ric Flair is down and out you've made me regret killing the WWF by injecting it with a poison. I should've thought, I was stupid not to, I should've turned to you instead of the New World Order, Undertaker. However, it is too late for the WWF and I'm afraid it's too late for you, Taker.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Taker's eyes widen, why is it too late for The Undertaker?</p><p align="left"><b>Vince McMahon: </b><i>&quot;No, no.. Taker, it is too late for each and every superstar in the World Wrestling Federation; and I guess we could call you the captain of a sinking ship, however, there is one redeeming factor in the WWF's demise; you're being rewarded. Oh, that's right! I have a nice little reward for you in mind, in the form of a match tonight..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Taker says &quot;What the hell&quot; in a shocked manner as Vince nods as if to say &quot;you have&quot;.</p><p align="left"><b>Vince McMahon: </b><i>&quot;You already had a match scheduled tonight with the Hardcore Title on the line, booked by Ric Flair; but I can make amendments and I will. Ya see Taker, a very special superstar will be receiving a tryout match tonight and has agreed to participate, that superstar being <b>David Flair</b>!&quot; </i></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;WHOA!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Oh my..&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Vince McMahon: </b><i>&quot;David Flair has been training down at Traxx and has been waitin' for this day for a damn long time, so this is his big opportunity. Taker, it will be you versus David Flair with the Hardcore championship on the line!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Vince begins to laugh as he exits the ring as Taker smiles sadistically. The Undertaker will have the opportunity to punish Ric Flair's son later on tonight in a Hardcore match! <b>(100)</b></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;This can't be happening, Tazz! Surely Vince McMahon can't feed David Flair to The Undertaker.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;He hasn't got an heart, Cole, that's for sure. Anyway, don't write David off, Cole. He's the son of a legend! Perhaps he could pull out a huge upset!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Maybe he could, but the odds are all stacked against him.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;He's gotta' chance, he's the son of the Nature Boy!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Well we'll see, as it will be The Undertaker defending the Hardcore Championship against David Flair later on, on SmackDown!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>Christian &amp; Lance Storm vs. The Hardy Boy's<br></b></font></u>We kick things off on SmackDown with your standard tag team match. Matt Hardy starts things off in the ring with Lance Storm. Matt and Storm lock up, with Storm taking control with a side headlock but he doesn't keep in control for too long as Matt shoves him into the ropes and on the return he connects with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Tags are exchanged and no real team takes the advantage throughout all of the match up. Jeff leaps over to the corner and reaches out, making the tag to Matt. Matt rushes into the ring like a house on fire and knocks Storm off the apron with a forearm to the face. Matt then turns to Storm and gets a kick to the mid-section. Storm sets Matt up for a DDT, but Matt lifts him up and runs towards the corner - driving him into the turnbuckle with a shoulder thrust. Matt steps back as Storm staggers forward. Matt kicks Storm in the gut and sets him up for the Twist of Fate, letting out a &quot;Ahhhhh&quot; while taunting. However, the move is not to be as Christian rushes into the ring and hits Matt in the back with a clubbing blow. Jeff climbs up top and leaps off with a front dropkick, connecting with Christian. At the other side of the ring Storm has complete control of Hardy, hitting him with a series of rights and lefts in the corner. Storm goes to irish whip Matt but it is reversed and Storm ends up crashing into the corner. Matt runs out and goes down on all fours. Jeff runs out from the corner and uses Matt's back as a vault, leaping up into the air and going for some Poetry and Motion but Storm gets out of the corner just in the nick of time. Jeff goes crashing awkwardly into the corner. Matt stood with his hands on his head, perhaps wasting a little too much time <b>which allowed Christian to grab the Hardy Boy from behind and finish him off with the</b> <b>Unprettier</b>! Storm, the legal man, then leaped on top of Hardy and hooked the leg to get the 1-2-3.</p><p align="left"><b>WINNERS: Christian &amp; Storm<br>OR: 81</b></p><p align="left">The fans boo in shock as the referee raises our victors hands up into the air. Storm and Christian stand above the fallen Dudley's looking both shocked but yet pleasantly surprised with their victory until they are suddenly struck down from behind. D-Von and Bubba Ray, the <b>Dudley Boys</b> are the culprits. Bubba reaches down and lifts Storm up before sending him into the ropes with an irish whip. On the return the Canadian Technician his flattened via a huge back body drop. The beating continues and we eventually see Christian receive a 3D from the Tag Team champions. Storm reaches a Bubba Bomb from the larger Dudley. The Hardy's return to their feet and are also struck down by our tag team champions, who stand tall as we head to a transmission.</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>I'm the King of the World, and Triple H his just living in it?<br></b></font></u>We cut backstage to where we see Chris Jericho sitting in his VIP room. Jericho sits with his feet up on the table, and then the phone rings. Jericho nonchalantly picks the phone up and brings it slowly up to his ear.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Hello?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho waits for a moment before continuing.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Oh, hey there man. So you're ready? You're ready to help a larger than life, living legend like myself? I know that, that jackass Triple H his in the building and he wants a piece of Chris Jericho, he wants a piece of a larger than life livin' legend, ya know what I mean?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho smirks.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Not like that, ugh. Jus' get your ass down here now, alright? We'll show Triple H why I am the King of the WOOOORLD-ah and why he's just livin' in it.. Ha, alright?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho pauses for a little.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Good.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho slams the phone down and grins as we cut to a different location. <b>(97)</b></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>Test: The Ladies man?<br></b></font></u>The area happens to be the corridors of the arena. We see Trish Stratus talking to Lita backstage.</p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Yeah, hopefully I'll beat Molly tonight.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Lita: </b><i>&quot;Good luck anyway, I've gotta' go 'n check on Matt.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Okay then, bye.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Lita heads off down the corridor, turns and waves back at Trish, who smiles back. Then Trish suddenly turns, having been tapped on the shoulder and comes face to face with <b>Test</b>. Test has a huge smirk on his face.</p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Test?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;That's the name, don't wear it out sweet-cheeks.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Ugh, what do you want?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;Well I've gotta' proposition. Ya see Trish, I'm a good looking man, ya know? And the chicks have been all over me, but I've turned 'em ALL down. Why? Because of you Trish..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Trish replies sarcastically.</p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Gee, I'm flattered.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;I'm glad you are. So how about you 'n me hook up after the show..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Test smirks confidently.</p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Thanks, but no thanks.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;Oh come on, ya' know you wanna. The other women will be envious of you, and you'll be envious of yourself. I mean, you'll be thinkin' 'how the hell did I get to go on a date with Test?'.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Test pushes Trish closer to the wall. He then goes to kiss her, Trish tries to move out of the way but Test won't let her move.</p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Test, get off me! GET OFF ME!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Test doesn't listen. His lips connect with Trish's, Trish tries to push Test away but can't as he is too strong, then suddenly:</p><p align="left"><b>Voice: </b><i>&quot;Listen to 'da lady, she don't wan' non a' ya', alright?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Hey! That's Rikishi!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Trish's knight in shining armour, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Test backs away looking shocked.</p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;What the hell do you want?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Rikishi: </b><i>&quot;I said let her go.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Test: </b><i>&quot;Or what?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Rikishi gets in Test's face. Test backs away a little, releasing Trish from his grasp.</p><p align="left"><b>Rikishi: </b><i>&quot;Do I really hafta' answer that?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Test then backs away, heading off down the corridor looking pissed. Rikishi turns to Trish.</p><p align="left"><b>Rikishi: </b><i>&quot;You alright?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Trish: </b><i>&quot;Yeah I think so, thanks.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Rikishi nods and leaves, leaving Trish looking uncomfortable. <b>(66)</b></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Why'd Trish turn down Test? She had an opportunity which every lady would o' wanted!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Because Test's a pig?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Hey, that's unfair, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Unfair? Test was coming onto Trish, and luckily for her, Rikishi was there to stop him.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Luckily? She wanted it really, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>Women's Title #1 Contendership: Molly Holly vs. Trish Stratus<br></b></font></u>Your standard Women's match up. The match as a few near falls, with Trish knocking Molly down for a clothesline for the two count. Molly fights back and takes Trish out with a dropkick. Molly then goes up onto the top rope and gets ready to go for the Molly Go Round but Trish climbs to her feet and runs towards the corner. Trish climbs up onto the second rope and sets Molly up for a Superplex, but luckily for the ex-superhero, she manages to push Trish back down to the mat. Trish does a backwards roll and returns to her feet. Molly goes for a dropkick off the top but Trish gets out of the way. Molly climbs to her feet clutching her lower back, and receives a bulldog from Trish. Trish then hooks the leg and gets the academic three count, she'll now face Jazz on Raw in a Women's Championship match.</p><p align="left"><b>WINNER: Trish Stratus<br>OR: 67</b></p><p align="left">Trish proceeded to celebrate after the match up as we returned to ringside.</p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;What a match! Trish will go on to face Jazz on Raw with the Women's title on the line; and with a performance like that, I think she'll go onto win it. How about you, Tazz?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;I think Trish is a little upset still, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Because of Test?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Well, yeah. But probably more to due to Rikishi stopping Test planting one on her.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Oh gimme' a break, Tazz. Test isn't a gentleman.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Yeah Cole, but gentleman get nowhere!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Anyway, I hear Kurt Angle's standing by with Kevin Kelly backstage..&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>Friends Again<br></b></font></u>We cut backstage to where we see Kurt Angle standing by with Kevin Kelly. Angle looks smug, he wears his Olympic Gold Medals around his neck with pride.</p><p align="left"><b>Kelly: </b><i>&quot;I'm Kevin Kelly and I'm standing by with Kurt Angle. Kurt, tonight you have a huge match up against Kane, Edge and Rob Van Dam with your partners being Booker T and.. William Regal. Now, we know what you and Regal have had your differences as of la--&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Angle cuts Kelly off.</p><p align="left"><b>Angle: </b><i>&quot;Differences? Yeah, sure. We've had our differences but me 'n William had a good chat the other night, after Raw and we've realised somethin'. We've realised that we're gonna' get nowhere if we keep on arguing, especially when we have to team. So like a pair of good gentlemen we've decided to put our differences aside so we can get the job done.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Kelly: </b><i>&quot;So, you're confident about your upcoming match?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Angle: </b><i>&quot;Kevin Kelly, I have the right to be confident. I'm an Olympic Gold Medallist, I have accomplished a lot more in my career than others dream of! So yeah, I'm confident. As confident as I'll ever be. I mean, who are my opponents? A big red freak?! Some doped up maniac? And who else, oh yeah, Edge..</i></p><p align="left">The fans pop on queue, angering Angle.</p><p align="left"><b>Angle: </b><i>&quot;Cheer all you want, it won't make a difference. I will make each and every one of your pathetic little heroes tap out later on tonight! Kane.. TAP - TAP - TAP! RVD.. TAP - TAP - TAP! Edge.. TAP - TAP - TAP, WOOO! I won an Olympic Gold Medal with a broken freakin' neck, so there's no chance in hell that either of you three will be able to take me down. I mean, Edge has got more chance of gettin' laid in the next five minutes than makin' me tap!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Angle begins to chuckle, doubling over as if his sides were splitting.</p><p align="left"><b>Angle: </b><i>&quot;God damn.. Ha'.. I'm hilarious. Anyhow; Edge, Kane and Rob Van Dam, you three are next! And when I've done with you, I'm goin' after the World Championship! WOOO! This interview is over.&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Kurt then leaves, walking away from Kevin Kelly as we go elsewhere. <b>(84)</b></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Well, up next Tazz we have tonight's Hardcore Championship match as The Undertaker defends the title against Ric Flair's son David Flair. The Undertaker has had his problems with Ric Flair as of late and I'm sure he'll take his frustrations out on David up next.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;I feel for David, Cole. I really do.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>Hardcore Title Match: The Undertaker © vs. David Flair<br></b></font></u>Ric Flair's son David made his way out from the back first warily. The fans actually pop loudly for the younger Flair, due to their hate of Taker and due to the fact that Flair is the underdog in this match up. Flair wears a black sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of blue cut jeans. He holds a Singapore Cane. He slides into the ring and then all of his fears hit him at once as the sound of The Undertaker's entrance music consumes the arena. The Undertaker makes his way out on his Harley Davidson motorcycle. Undertaker circles the ring twice before stopping, stopping the ignition and climbing off the motorcycle. Taker throws his Hardcore Championship uncaringly into the ring. Taker then walks around to the time keeper and takes a microphone before entering the ring. Taker steps up to David, who backs away.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;I see you're afraid of me, eh Flair? You're afraid of The Undertaker. Well I'm glad you're, because that to me is respect. You respect me, right?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">David looks around as the fans boo, he doesn't know what to do. Then, Taker reaches out and grabs Flair by the throat.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;Huh?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">David quickly nods his head. Taker then releases him with a sadistic smile on his face.</p><p align="left"><b>The Undertaker: </b><i>&quot;I'm glad ya do, hell, I thought about showin' you some mercy for a few moments there, but it ain't gonna happen. Ya see David, you're Ric Flair's son and Ric Flair his yet to accept a challenge and he keeps throwing guys like the Big Show in my way, trying to disrespect me but it's not happenin'. That's why I'll send a message to Ric through you, you got me?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">David steps back and quickly heads for the ropes, but Take grabs him by his t-shirt and yanks him back into the centre of the ring. David turns around and SMACK. Flair goes down like a tonne of bricks due to that big right from The Undertaker. Taker backs off against the ropes and on the return he comes off the ropes with a big leg drop, dropping his legs onto the throat of David. Taker gets up and lifts Flair up, before sending him over the top rope and out of the ring. Taker follows, goes under the ring apron and retrieves a trash can a long with a trash can lid and a series of weapons. Taker empties the can and waits for David to climb to his feet. David gets up on his knees, Taker walks towards him and -- LOW BLOW! Taker doubles over in agony, allowing David to climb up to his feet. <b>David then drops The Undertaker with a quick DDT</b>!</p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;YES! COVER HIM DAVID, COVER HIM!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;..Oh my..&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Flair slumps over The Undertaker, he could have defeated him right here; ..1...2..., NO! The Undertaker kicks out! The Undertaker then throws David off him, and into the barricade! David hits it with impact. Taker returns to his feet, David swiftly turns and goes to hit Undertaker with a right hand and connects! Taker no sells, he cracks his neck and proceeds to stare Flair down. Flair backs off into the apron and slides back into the ring. He runs towards the ropes in a panic as Taker advances towards the apron. Flair goes under with a baseball slide, but The Undertaker side steps! Flair turns and receives a series of rights and lefts from The Undertaker. Flair falls back into the apron. Taker steps back and goes for a big boot, but Flair gets out of the way and Taker hits the ropes. Taker turns around and Flair hits him with a kick to the gut. Flair runs towards Taker and gets grabbed via the throat. Oh no. Taker proceeds to throw Flair into the ring post, demonstrating his strength. David falls down to the mat awkwardly, he's obviously in pain. Taker eventually lifts Flair up and rolls him back into the ring and the beating continues. Taker takes the pad of the top buckle on the far right hand turnbuckle. He then lifts Flair up and runs towards the corner, going for the snake eyes and he connects! Flair helplessly falls back down to the mat, now busted open due to our sadistic Hardcore Champion. Flair falls back down to the mat in agony as blood rushes from his open forehead. The Undertaker goes to the outside and retrieves the trash can which he unearthed earlier on in the match. Taker throws the can into the ring and follows as David lays prone on the mat. The Undertaker reaches down and lifts Flair up. <b>Taker places Flair in between his legs and lifts him up high into the air before driving him down through the trash can with a huge Last Ride! </b>Holy shit, Flair's broken in half! The Undertaker simply places his foot over David's chest as the referee counts; ...1...2...3! The Undertaker retains his championship.</p><p align="left"><b>WINNER: Still Hardcore Champion; The Undertaker<br>OR: 63</b></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Oh my god! Flair could be broken in half!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;I think he already is, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Oh my, I don't think Big Evil is gonna stop there!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Flair slowly crawled from the trash can, showing tremendous heart. However, this angered The Undertaker who grabbed Flair via the hair. Undertaker kicked Flair in he gut, and the &quot;Golden Child&quot; doubled over. Taker then proceeded to throw Flair over the top rope and out of the ring. Taker follows Flair to the outside and immediately lifts him up. Taker then rams him head first into the ring post with some Snake Eyes! Oh my god, that's got to hurt. Taker walks around to ring side and takes a steel chair before returning to Flair, who slowly struggles to climb up to his feet. Taker lines Flair up and WHAM! What a chair shot to David Flair! Flair is bleeding profusely. Flair his out of it. Taker his quite evidently proud of his actions as he raises his arms high into the air with a look of satisfaction on his face. EMT's then rush out from the back as we go to ringside.</p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;He's sadistic, Cole!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;No doubt about it, Tazz. He just beat the living hell out of David Flair to send a message to David's father, our co-owner Ric Flair, the man who The Undertaker beat down last Monday Night on Raw.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Taker's all about sendin' messages, Cole. He jus' sent a big message ta' tha' Nature Boy.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>There's Only One Winner When You Play The Game<br></b></font></u>&quot;The Game&quot; by Motorhead suddenly fills the arena, signalling the entrance of &quot;The Game&quot; <b>Triple H</b>. Triple H slowly walks down to the ring, wearing a &quot;HHH&quot; T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Triple H also olds a bottle of water. The Cerebral Assassin does his usual entrance, spitting water from the apron. Triple H then enters the ring and takes a microphone off Lillian Garcia, who formally introduces him.</p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;Chris Jericho, get the hell out here! I wan' an explanation, Chris!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Triple H turns to the ramp, nobody emerges.</p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;Jericho, you tried ta' run me over you sonuva bitch! Get the hell out here before I come to the back and drag you out here! Jericho, you bought the actions and now you'll pay for the consequences!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Triple H storms around the ring, he obviously isn't too happy that &quot;Chris Jericho&quot; apparently tried to run him over.</p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;You know you can't beat me Chris, so you tried to take me out of the equation, didn't ya? Huh?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Suddenly, the Y2J-Countdown begins and out from the back emerges none other than our Undisputed Champion himself, <b>Chris Jericho</b>. Jericho warily walks down to the ring, not knowing what to do. Jericho has a microphone. He calls for his music to be cut as he stops on the bottom of the ramp, before he gets into the ring.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Hey, hey, HEY! Easy there junior, if ya' carry on like that you're gonna' end up havin' a heart attack, alright?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho pauses for a moment, still walking down to the ring looking rather smug.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;You shouldn't jus' make accusations, ya' know, Hunter? I mean, I didn't run you over 'cause let's face it, I can beat you in the middle of the ring-ah.. One - Two - Three! Ya' got me? I mean, Hunter, seriously, you were always second best in this company. You've always lived in the shadows of Steve Austin, The Rock, The Undertaker, Shawn Michaels.. The list goes on junior, and now you live in MY shadow! The shadow of Chris Jericho!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho nods as if it's true. He finally reaches the apron and climbs up on it, and then climbs through the ropes and into the &quot;squared-circle&quot;.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Hunter, you accused me of running you over for attention, right? I bet you framed the all damn thing for sympathy, so people feel sorry for ya' 'cause let's face it, you're gonna' be left in the middle of the ring whipin' the tears from your eyes at WrestleMania Eighteen! You're gonna' be cryin' like a little bitch, aren't 'cha?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Triple H stands still in the ring with a focused look on is face. Hunter then slowly raises the microphone up to his mouth and begins to speak.</p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;Who did it, Chris?&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;How the HELL do I know?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Suddenly, Triple H grabs Jericho via the collar of his jacket.</p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;I said: who did it?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Jericho begins to stutter a little.</p><p align="left"><b>Jericho: </b><i>&quot;Uh, ah.. Erm.. I don't know.. I dunno'.. Let go of me, jackass.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Triple H: </b><i>&quot;You're not gonna' answer are ya'? Well in that case, I'll beat an answer out of you!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Suddenly, Triple H strikes Jericho with an hard clothesline. Jericho rolls towards the ropes, trying to escape but Triple H catches him in time. Triple H falls down to the mat and begins to wail on Jericho with a series of mounted punches. Jericho rolls away from Triple H and climbs up to his feet. Jericho runs towards the ropes and runs back at Triple H, going for a forearm smash but his attempts of a fight back are thwarted by The Game as he hoists Jericho up and plants him with a swift Spinebuster! Jericho rolls on the mat clutching the back of his head in agony. Triple H pulls Jericho up and sets him up for a Pedigree. Triple H hooks the arms and.. <b>SMACK!</b></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;What the..?!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Who the hell is that?!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, Triple H falls down to the mat in a heap! What the hell is this?! Who the hell is that?! We see a man, standing at around six feet one inches tall standing behind the fallen Triple H with a steel chair in hand. Suddenly, Stephanie McMahon rushes down the ramp and to the outside. Triple H slowly climbs up to his knees and <b>WHAM! </b>Triple H receives another huge chair shot the skull! The man, who wears blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a pair of sunglasses, quickly gets out of the ring and pulls Jericho out. Both the man and Stephanie McMahon help Jericho back off up the ramp, who the hell is that?! One thing's for sure, he as apparently aligned himself with Chris Jericho and Stephanie McMahon! <b>(86)</b></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Who the hell is that guy?! And why the hell did he help Chris Jericho out?&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Maybe it's one of Jericho's old friends, Cole.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;It could be, I guess. One thing's for sure, he's just pissed Triple H off!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Yeah well, life goes on, Cole. And up next we'll be seein' tonight's main event as Booker T teams up with two men who have been havin' their differences as of late in Kurt Angle an' our Inta'continental Champion William Regal.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;And there opponents are sure to be a very cohesive unit in Edge, Kane and Rob Van Dam! All three men have are very popular in the WWE and all of held titles here.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>6 Man Tag: Booker T, Kurt Angle &amp; William Regal vs. Edge, Kane &amp; Rob Van Dam<br></b></font></u>All six men made separate entrances. Kane started things off in the ring with Booker T. Kane used his strength to dominate the former WCW World Champion and took him down with a huge Sidewalk Slam, but only got a two count from the resulting cover. Kane made the quick tag to Edge and the match continued. The match was pretty much back and forth all the way through until, like most WWF Tag Team Matches, all hell broke loose. Booker, Angle and Regal began to double-team Rob Van Dam in the corner, showing unity but the unity was broke when Edge and Kane raced into the ring and broke things up. Kane clotheslined Booker T over the top rope and followed him to the outside as Edge did the same simultaneously to Regal; leaving Angle and Rob Van Dam in the ring. Angle hoisted Van Dam up for the Angle Slam, but Rob dropped down behind Kurt and scored with a Victory Roll, but Angle kicked out on the two count. Angle returned to his feet and fell the victim to a spinning kick. Van Dam then went up top, did the thumb taunts and was about to leap off with a Five Star but Angle sprang to life and leaped up onto the top rope, before connecting with a huge Belly to Belly Suplex! Rob rolled to the outside as Edge re-entered the ring. Edge hit Angle with a Spear, taking him out of the equation. He was about to cover but Regal re-entered the ring. Regal ran towards Edge but suffered a drop toe hold, and Regal landed head first into Angle's groin! Angle got up and screamed in agony as Regal rolled off him. <b>Booker T came to life, and as Edge turned he hoisted him up and finished him with a huge Book-End! </b>Booker T went down onto one knee and was about to celebrate with a Spinaroonie but was cut off via Kane's huge hand wrapping around his throat. <b>Kane lifted Booker up and planted him with a Chokeslam sending him all the way to hell! </b>Kane proceeded to cover Booker as RVD kept Regal at bay; ..1...2...3! The pin fall was academic.</p><p align="left"><b>WINNERS: Edge, Kane &amp; Rob Van Dam<br>OR: 82</b></p><p align="left">We then cut to a quick transmission, but when we returned we were cut off via some familiar music..</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>The Rock Returns?<br></b></font></u>The arena was plunged into the black and white strobe lighting effects of the notorious New World Order. The fans began to jeer at their fullest much to their dislike of the controversial faction. Out from the back emerged The Outsiders:<b> Scott Hall</b> and <b>Kevin Nash</b>. Hall and Nash made their way out from the back, smirking as they entered the ring. The effects and music came to an holt as Nash retrieved a microphone and began to speak.</p><p align="left"><b>Nash:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;We are out here to offer our dearest condolences to The Rock's family..&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Hall:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Hey yo..</i>&quot;</p><p align="left">The fans pop for Hall's trademark opening. Hall simply looks around looking disgusted.</p><p align="left"><b>Hall:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Can't 'chu morons shut your damn holes for a moment or two? We're out here to say sorry..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Nash nods in agreement with his long-time friend as the fans continue to boo.</p><p align="left"><b>Nash:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;We're sorry Rock.. We're sorry we didn't get the damn job finished! We're sorry that we didn't finish you for good! We're sorry that we didn't leave ya' lyin' in a mortuary!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">The boo's grow, these people don't like the nWo and rightly so.</p><p align="left"><b>Hall:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Yeah Rock, we should a' left you lyin' in a body bag.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Nash:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Yeah Rock, the last we heard you were makin' a speedy recovery in hospital, but when you get out we're gonna take ya' out again.&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>Hall:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Yeah chico.. We're gonna' make you wish you never disrespected Hulk Ho--&quot;</i></p><p align="left">&quot;If ya smellalllaow -- What The Rock -- Is Cookin'?!&quot;</p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;It's The Rock! Oh My! The Rock is here on SmackDown!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;As our good friend JR would say: business is about ta' pick up, Cole!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, a figure emerges from the ramps. The deafening cheers turn into jeers of the same magnitude as<b> &quot;Hollywood&quot; Hulk Hogan</b> makes his way out from the back, wearing a pair of sunglasses ala The Rock and wearing a &quot;Just Bring It&quot; t-shirt. Hogan walks down to the ring, copying the mannerisms of The Rock to the dismay of the fans as Nash and Hall play &quot;scared&quot; in the ring. Hogan climbs into the ring and goes up top, raising his arm high into the air to boo's from the fans. Hogan hops off the top rope and takes a microphone as the music cuts.</p><p align="left"><b>Hogan:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Finally, THE CROCK has come back to..&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Hogan turns to Nash and whispers.</p><p align="left"><b>Hogan:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Where the hell are we, brother?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Nash whispers something back to Hogan, but it isn't audible.</p><p align="left"><b>Hogan:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;..Well, one thing's for sure.. The Crock says finally we've come back ta' a crap hole, ain't that right! Ya' see, The Crock will whoop both of your Candy Outsider asses, brother! The Crock means business! An' guess what?! The Crock his STUPID! Ya' see brothers, I heard that The Crock challenged the great, immortal &quot;Hollywood&quot; Hulk Hogan to a match! That's stupid, ain't it?&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Hall and Nash both nod with huge smirks on their faces.</p><p align="left"><b>Hogan:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;The Crock his gonna take his right boot, and his left boot and stick 'em right up Hulk Hogan's candy ass, brother! Oh what'cha gonna' do Hogan? Oh what'cha gonna' do when The Crock takes his three-inch grass-snakes and runs wild on you?! Oh what'cha gonna' do?!&quot;</i></p><p align="left">Hall and Nash both keel over laughing as Hogan paces around the ring.</p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;Puh-lease.&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Hogan:<i> </i></b><i>&quot;Ya' see, The Crock knows his role and betta' shut his mouth, brother, because The Crock ain't gonna' have a chance against Hulk Hogan! The Crock better take his vitamins, say his prayers and prepare for an ass-kickin' of a life time, brother.. As The Hulkster will run wil--&quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>*GLASS SHATTERS*</b> The fans pop loudly, is this Austin or another one of the nWo's games?! <b>(95)</b></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#0000FF"><b>An Angry Rattlesnake Afresh With Back-Up<br></b></font></u>Suddenly,<b> &quot;Stone Cold&quot; Steve Austin</b> himself storms out from the back with a steel chair in hand. Austin walks down to the ring cursing as he usually does and you can bet he means business tonight! Austin slides into the ring as Hall rushes towards him. Austin kicks Hall in the gut and nails him over the head with the steel chair! Hall goes down to the mat in a heap. Austin turns to Nash and strikes him with a straight chair shot to the gut! Austin raises the chair into the air and <b>SMACK!</b> BIG BOOT FROM HOGAN! The Hulkster just saved Nash from a chair shot! Austin falls into the corner and drops the chair. Nash and Hogan then advance towards him and prepare to beat him down until..<b> <i>BOOOOOOOOOOM!</i></b></p><p align="left"><b>Cole: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;It's Kane! Kane's here to even up the odds!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left"><b>Tazz: </b><font color="#000080"><i>&quot;The Big Red Machine is about ta' kick some black 'n white ass!&quot;</i></font></p><p align="left">Kane slowly makes his way out from the back as Hogan and Nash look on in awe at the mysterious monster. Kane quickly slides under the bottom rope and ducks an Hogan clothesline. Hogan turns and receives a kick to the gut. Kane then proceeds to throw the &quot;Immortal One&quot; over the top rope and out of the ring! Nash runs towards Kane and finds himself up in the air..<b> CHOKESLAM TO NASH! </b>Nash hits the mat and rolls out of the ring to safety, leaving an awakening Scott Hall all alone with both Austin and Kane! Oh my! Hall slowly climbs to his feet, turns.. <b>KICK! WHAM! STONE COLD STUNNER! </b>Hall over-sells the move and goes flying across the ring as Kane and Austin go face to face. They then turn to the New World Order who regroup on the outside, showing a sign of unity as SmackDown fades to a close.<b> (75)</b></p><hr color="#000000" size="1"><p align="left"><b>SHOW RATING: <font color="#0000FF">77</font><br>BEST SEGMENT: <font color="#0000FF">McMahon makes The Undertaker vs. David Flair</font><font color="#FF0000"> </font>(100)<font color="#FF0000"><br></font>WORST SEGMENT: <font color="#0000FF">The Undertaker d. David Flair</font><font color="#FF0000"> </font>(63)</b></p>

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SmackDown! was a good program IMO. The David Flair segment was the worst? Damn to me it looked good in writing. I could actually see this for Flair to actually agree on Taker facing him on Wm18. Which I recall...that was the thing that forced Flair into battling Taker when Taker beat up his son backstage if memory serves me correct.

The nWo thing, was good...atleast this time we see someone helping out Stone Cold or Rock(whoever is getting their asses kicked by the nWo on one night). Kane is there, so soon I might see X-Pac joining the nWo, depending if you will make him return sooner than the PPV.

Guy who is 6'1? Gee.....with glasses? I guess I know who it is, or maybe the crowd and the announcers were just playing dumb for us not to see who it was actually. lol. I cant wait to see who that guy was. But I have an idea of who it is already.....uh...Gillberg IS 6'1 right?

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<p align="center"><img src= heat_Logo.png width="500" height="100"></p><p>The traditional Sunday Night Heat music anthem consumes the arena as we await the beginning of the show. The camera pans around for a few moments until we go to ringside, to where we see <b>Jonathan Coachman </b>sitting alongside ex-Hardcore Champion <b>Raven</b>. Coach welcomes us to the show.</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Welcome to Sunday Night Heat! I'm The Coach and tonight I am once again joined at ringside via multi-time former WWE Hardcore Champion, Raven! &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; Thank you for the introduction, Coach. Although it wasn't really necessary, with me being a former ECW World Champion. &quot;</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Indeed. We have a huge action packed night lined up for ya', including a HUGE main event! That's right, Diamond Dallas Page will be defending the championship against the man they call Test! &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; Yes, nicely plugged, Coach. Although it should involve myself, shouldn't it? After all, last week on Heat I defeated that whacko Shawn Stasiak. &quot;</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Well Raven, Stasiak will also be in action! &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; Your kidding me, right? I thought I put the lunatic out of his misery last week on Heat. &quot;</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Evidently not, as Stasiak will go one on one with your old nemesis Tommy Dreamer! &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; I don't particularly like Dreamer, Coach. But one thing's for sure, he can get the job done and will hopefully dismantle that whacko in the middle of the ring. &quot;</p><p><u><b>Billy &amp; Chuck vs. Funaki &amp; The Godfather<br></b></u>To start things off tonight, Billy and Chuck were set to go against the misfit, mismatched thrown together tag team of Funaki and The Godfather. Chuck started things off with Funaki and got the near fall after a sit-down powerbomb, but Godfather rushed into the ring to make the save for his team. An all-out brawl then ensued. Godfather threw Billy into the corner and crashed into him with the &quot;Ho Train&quot;. Funaki then leaped into the air and disposed of Billy with a dropkick, sending him through the ropes and out of the ring. Funaki then leaped off the top and completely missed the evading Gunn. In the ring, Godfather had Chuck up for the Pimp Drop but Chuck slid down behind the WWF's resident pimp and pushed him into the ropes. Chuck held onto Godfather with a waste-lock but Godfather countered with several elbows. Chuck got up and walked straight into a swift powerbomb from The Godfather! Godfather got up and began to foolishly celebrate, allowing Billy to grab him from behind and connect with the Near Raked Choke Drop he names the &quot;One and Only&quot; for the three count.</p><p><b>WINNERS: Billy &amp; Chuck<br>OR: 63</b></p><p>The questionably &quot;flamboyant&quot; tag team celebrated together in the ring with an hug after the bout as we quickly cut backstage.</p><p><u><b>That's Not a Bad Thing, It's a Good Thing<br></b></u>In the corridors we saw a grinning <b>Diamond Dallas Page</b> standing along with a bunch of officials.</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; So yeah Dave, the next time you don't put out; remember, it's not a bad thing, it's a good thing. &quot;</p><p>&quot;Dave&quot; nods and walks away as DDP looks down at his European Championship and grins. DDP turns and bumps into none other than &quot;Mr Immunity&quot; <b>Test</b>.</p><p><u>Test</u>: &quot; Watch it! &quot;</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; You're the one who bumped into me, An-- &quot;</p><p><u>Test</u>: &quot; Hey, I've jus' noticed somethin'. You're the European Champion, ain't 'cha? &quot;</p><p>DDP nods and grins.</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; Damn straight. &quot;</p><p><u>Test</u>: &quot; Page, you're a joke. You're a disgrace to that title, ya' know? &quot;</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; So wait. You're saying that you, Test, could make a better champion than me.. D-D-P? Ha! Whatever. &quot;</p><p><u>Test</u>: &quot; Tonight then Page, we'll step into the ring and I'll take that title and put it around my ever-so luxurious waste because, well, when the title's with Test.. Pfft, the chicks 'ill forget about the rest. &quot;</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; Hey Test, I ain't doubtin' ya'. I mean, at least you've got somethin' to fall back onto when you lose. &quot;</p><p><u>Test</u>: &quot; And what's that?! &quot;</p><p><u>DDP</u>: &quot; Your massive ego. But hey, that's not a bad thing Test, it's a good thing! &quot;</p><p>DDP grins and walks away, leaving Test standing in the corridor fuming. <b>(65)</b></p><p>We switch back to ringside.</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Ha! I think someone's got under Test's skin. &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; Yeah, DDP. He's a buffoon, Coach. &quot;</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Maybe he could lend you an hand in thinking positive, eh Raven? &quot;</p><p><u>Raven</u>: &quot; I don't need that crap, Coach. &quot;</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Whatever you say. &quot;</p><p>The subject swiftly changes.</p><p><u>Coach</u>: &quot; Anyway, several WWE superstars have been having their differences with the New World Order as of late, one being 'Stone Cold' Steve Austin. Austin has been on the NWO's trail ever since they cost him the Undisputed Championship at No Way Out, but apparently, nobody else wants a dose of the poison collectively known as the New World Order other than The Rock. But, the Rattlesnake was left on his lonesome last week when this happened.. &quot;</p><p><u><b>Video Footage: <i>The Antidote?<br></i></b></u>

<font color="#FF0000"><b>RAW; </b></font>Rock his bleeding profusely from his forehead, probably due to that pipe shot to the skull earlier from Hogan. Hogan and co drag Rock up the ramp, Hall holds the spray-can and taser. The nWo stand on the top of the ramp with Rock. Rock slowly climbs to his feet, grabbing Hall's legs to try and pull himself up. Hall soon puts Rock in his place via shocking him with the taser once more! This is absolutely heinous! Hogan motions for Hall and Nash to step back as Rock stands on all fours. Suddenly, Hogan strikes with a kick to the mid-section. Rock rolls around on the steel ramp in agony, this attack is absolutely atrocious. Hogan then lifts Rock up and throws him into the Raw set, hard! The glass shatters and the bulbs explode, sparks fly everywhere! Oh my god! The Rock goes down in a heap, hands over head. Rock his out of it, he's busted wide open. The sparks stop as the &quot;Peoples Champ&quot; lays amongst the broken glass. Hogan brushes his hands off.</p><p align="left"><b>Hall: </b><i>&quot;Now for Austin.&quot;</i>
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This is a helluva diary. You've got almost everyone's character down to a T. This was a time I really enjoyed in the WWF because bringing in the nWo allowed for fresh feuds and Jericho as Champion was awesome. You've got a great talent pool and it all adds up for a great diary.

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<p align="center"><font size="6" color="#FF0000"><b><i>MONDAY NIGHT RAW</i></b></font></p><p align="center"><b><i>Monday 18th March 2002</i></b></p><p align="left">The official Raw anthem fills the arena, and then the pyrotechnics ensue! The camera pans around for a few moments when the video footage on the Titan-Tron cuts. The fans wave their signs frantically, searching for their fifteen minutes of fame. One noticeable sign reads &quot;Game Over Jericho&quot; and another reads &quot;Austin 3:16 just whooped your ass&quot;. We then switch to ringside to our hosts <b>Jim Ross </b>and <b>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</b>.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Welcome to Monday Night Raw! I'm Jim Ross and tonight, per usual, I'm joined at ringside by my college Jerry 'The King' Lawler! Welcome King. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Thanks for the introduction, JR! To coin a phrase, tonight will be a good ol' fashioned slobberknocker! Ain't that right, JR? Ha-ah! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Indeed it will be! In fact, we have a treat for you! Our Undisputed Champion Chris Jericho will be in action when he goes one-on-one with Val Venis! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; That's gonna' be awesome, JR. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; It will be. But ya've gotta' wonder what role that vixen Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley and her, and Jericho's, newly found friend will play in the match, even though the title will not be on the line. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; Yeah, Jericho's got some serious back up in those two. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; He has. Also, tonight we will hear from The Rock who his still recovering from the vicious attack he received at the hands of the New World Order last week on Raw. The Rock will be at home in Miami, Florida and will be answering the questions we put forth. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; I heard he's gotta' very special message for 'Hollywood' Hogan! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; I'm sure he as, after all, Hogan was the one who 'ordered' the attack last week. &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Ross and Lawler are about to resume, but are promptly cut off via &quot;The Game&quot; by Motorhead, the music of the man who will go one-on-one with Chris Jericho with the Undisputed Championship on the line at WrestleMania 18.</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Biting off More Than You Can Chew</b></font><b><font color="#FF0000"><br></font></b></u>The fans raise to their feet and cheer at their fullest as <b>Triple H </b>makes his way down to the ring with a look of distain on his face. Triple H isn't too happy by the looks of things. 'The Game' climbs up onto the ring apron and spits water, doing his usual entrance. He then enters the ring and retrieves a microphone from Lillian Garcia, our ring announcer for tonight. The music cuts and the lights return. Triple H storms into the centre of the ring and begins to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Triple H</u>: &quot; I'm sick of it, I'm sick to death of your games Chris Jericho. I am sick to death of your little games! &quot;</p><p align="left">The fans pop, they are fully behind Triple H.</p><p align="left"><u>Triple H</u>: &quot; Ya' see Chris; you took it too far last week when you or one of your associates tried to run me down like a damn dog. You took it too far. Yeah Chris, sure, that title means a lot to ya' an' whole but you took it to a whole new level. Then, last week on SmackDown you managed to weasel your way out of the consequences when your friend took a steel chair and smacked me in the back with it. He took it too far! You see Chris Jericho, you see 'friend', you see Stephanie.. I have had enough o' all of you. I am sick to death of your games and in all honesty, I am sick to death of you! &quot;</p><p align="left">Triple H takes a breath before continuing.</p><p align="left"><u>Triple H</u>: &quot; Stephanie, me 'n you were once an 'item'. Me 'n you once saw eye-to-eye. But I found one thing out. I found out one thing which would a' made me wish I left you to Test. And what's that? I found out that you are and will always be a lying, manipulative, spoilt B*TCH! &quot;</p><p align="left">This warrants a huge reaction from the fans. Triple H beams with intensity as he paces around the ring.</p><p align="left"><u>Triple H</u>: &quot; Chris Jericho, you maybe the Undisputed Champion but not for long. Ya' see Chris, I recovered from a career threatening injury. I recovered from tearin' my quad. It is my destiny to take the Undisputed Championship at WrestleMania and you just happen to be the champion. Chris Jericho, I know that you and your buddies will do everything in your power to stop me reachin' my destiny; and that's why I will take you out before you have the chance to try and run me over again. And where am I gonna' start, Chris? I'm gonna' start my takin' the guy who decided to stick his nose where it didn't belong. That's why I'm gonna' take him out. I'm gonna' show him why they call me the Cerebral Assassin. &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; Whoa! Strong words from Triple H there JR, but can he live up to 'em! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Triple H stops at the ropes, points to the back and begins to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Triple H</u>: &quot; Get the HELL out here now! Get out here and get it over 'n done with! Or at least answer my damn question, WHO tried to run me down like a damn dog? WHO tried to take me out last week? I demand answers, and there's an unwritten rule with The Game; I get what I want! &quot;</p><p align="left">Triple H his about to continue, but suddenly the music of <b>Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley </b>hits. The fans begin to boo and chant the word &quot;whore&quot; loudly as the &quot;Billion Dollar Princess&quot; makes her way out from the back with a microphone in hand.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; It's Stephanie! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Oh my. What does SHE want? &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; Hey! Give her some respect, JR! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Why should I, King? She's exactly what Triple H said she was, a manipulative, spoilt little jezebel! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; A jezebel?! A jezebel?! How dare you, JR! She's the 'Billion Dollar Princess'! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Well that's one way to describe her, I guess. Although I do find Triple H's description to be more accurate. &quot;</font></p><p align="left">The two stop bickering at the announce table as Stephanie stops on the ramp with a microphone in hand. She looks at Triple H and smirks before beginning to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Stephanie McMahon</u>: &quot; Now then, Hunter. Where shall I start? Oh yeah, number one: You don't get your want! In fact, your not getting your hands on mine and Chris' associate, a man who goes by the name <i>Mike Sanders</i>. He's an old friend of ours, Hunter. A friend who has a lot in common with the both of us, he doesn't like you! &quot;</p><p align="left">Triple H smirks as if to say &quot;like I give a damn&quot;.</p><p align="left"><u>Stephanie McMahon</u>: &quot; Oh yeah, and Hunter, if you had any ideas about interfering in our Undisputed Champions match with Val Venis tonight, you've got another thing coming. You see, I have had a little talk with my daddy and he added a little stipulation. You see Hunter, if you interfere in Chris Jericho's match you will find yourself off the active roster, suspended without pay and WITHOUT your Undisputed Title match at WrestleMania Eighteen! &quot;</p><p align="left">The fans begin to boo loudly, Triple H manages to remain calm. Stephanie then turns and goes to leave, but turns around like she as just remembered something.</p><p align="left"><u>Stephanie McMahon</u>: &quot; Oh and Hunter, tonight you'll be having yourself a match. It will be you, Triple H going one-on-one with THE UNDERTAKER! So I think you better go and prepare, don't you? &quot;</p><p align="left">Stephanie smirks, turns and leaves as Triple H stands fuming in the ring. He isn't happy at all, who would be? He as to go one-on-one with The Undertaker!</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Bah gawd! What an announcement! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; Oh my. Triple H isn't happy, JR! And rightly so! he's gotta' go one-on-one with Big Evil, tonight! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">We firmly switch to ringside as Triple H heads to the back, looking aggravated. He didn't get what he wanted. <b>(81)</b></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; He's gotta'. That's the repercussions of being an enemy of the bosses daughter! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; Yeah, and now an enemy of the man they call Mike Sanders! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; You've gotta' feel for The Game.. &quot;</font></p><p align="left">King cuts JR off.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; No ya' don't. &quot;</font></p><p align="left">JR lets out an &quot;ugh&quot; as the music of The Hardy Boys fills the arena.</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Big Show, The Hardy Boys and Tajiri vs. The Dudley Boys, Lance Storm &amp; Christian</b></font><font color="#FF0000"><b><br></b></font></u>A back and forth eight-man tag team match up. The Dudleys and the team of Lance Storm and Christian are obviously teamed up with each other against their will. We start things off with Bubba in the ring with Tajiri. Bubba dominates Tajiri via using his strength, pushing him down to the mat. Tajiri then rolls back and tags someone in who will give Bubba more than a test of strength, the Big Show. Show enters and proceeds to dominate Bubba. The match is back and forth like this for a while until a complete brawl erupts. It starts when Show slams Christian down hard with a Chokeslam. Storm quickly enters the ring and runs at Show. He hits him with a flying leg lariat, but only manages to knock him back into the ropes. The Dudley Boys then enter and proceed to double-clothesline Show over the top rope and out of the ring. The Dudley's then turn and come face to face with The Hardy Boys. Bubba goes for a right but it is blocked by Jeff. Jeff then hits Bubba with a right of his own and goes to irish whip him into the opposing ropes, but Bubba stops Jeff in his tracks, pulls him in and crushes him with a huge Powerslam! Bubba gets up and receives a front dropkick from Matt, which knocks him through the ropes. Matt returns to his feet and ducks a D-Von Dudley clothesline. D-Von turns; Matt grabs him and gets a taste of the Side Effect from Matt! Matt crawls over D-Von, going for the cover but D-Von kicks out on two. Storm re-enters the ring and takes Matt down from behind with a dropkick to the back. Matt goes crashing into the corner. Storm locks his arms around Matt's waste and plants him with a big German Suplex, which goes straight into the bridge. Big Show manages to break the count up on two with a stomp. <b>Storm returns to his feet and wonders directionless towards Show's huge frying pan sized hand. Show lifts Storm up and slams him down hard with a monstrous Chokeslam</b> as Tajiri keeps the heels at bay. The referee counts the three, meaning that Show, Tajiri and the Hardy's have won this six-man tag team match up.</p><p align="left"><b>WINNERS: Big Show, The Hardy Boys and Tajiri<br>OR: 73</b></p><p align="left">The referee raises the victor's arms up into the air. Show and Tajiri then leave to the back as The Hardy Boys remain in the ring to play to the fans. They proudly soak up the cheers.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>:<font color="#800000"> &quot; What are they sticking around for, JR? They're just rubbing the victory in! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, Christian and the Dudley Boys strike The Hardy's from behind! D-Von sends Jeff into the corner with an irish whip. Bubba then follows up with a big body splash into the corner. Jeff staggers forwards and <i>SMACK!</i>Straight into a Lance Storm Super-Kick! Meanwhile, Matt his at the other side of the ring and his receiving a beat down from D-Von and Christian. Christian takes Matt down with a clothesline. Christian then spreads Matt's legs as D-Von goes up top. D-Von comes off with a flying &quot;Wassup&quot; head butt, crotching Jeff! Jeff rolls around the ring in agony, but suddenly stops moving after a big leg drop from Bubba Ray! The Hardy Boys have been laid out by Lance Storm, Christian and The Dudley Boys!</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Oh ma' gawd! This is heinous, King! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, the cohesive unit comes to an end.</p><p align="left">Christian and Storm talk trash to the fallen Hardy Boys but are soon struck down via a double belt shot from the Tag Team champions! Christian and Storm both go down to the mat in a heap. Storm rolls to the outside while clutching his head, Christian isn't so lucky. D-Von pulls Christian up and irish whips him into the ropes. Christian bounces back and feels the wrath of a 3D from the Dudley Boys! The Dudley's stand tall above the broken bodies of The Hardy's, Storm and Christian as we return to ringside.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; The Dudley's are smart, JR! Smart! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Well, they certainly took down the two teams that looked as though they wanted the Tag Team gold, that's for sure. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; They sure as hell want the Tag titles, JR. In fact, tell me a tag team you know that isn't interested in the tag team gold? &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, the scene seems to fizzle away like a dying television set. Oh my, what or who is this?</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>The Outsiders' Edge</b></font></u><br>The camera cut to the titantron, to where black and white footage of the backstage area of the arena was displayed. The camera cut around for a few moments, to where <b>Kevin Nash</b>, <b>Scott Hall </b>and <b>&quot;Hollywood&quot; Hogan</b>are revealed. The New World Order. The three men stand outside of their locker room, looking infuriated but yet confident. The black and white effects continue as Nash speaks.</p><p align="left"><u>Kevin Nash</u>: &quot; Austin, we're comin' for ya'! We're comin'! &quot;</p><p align="left">Hall pulls the camera in close, to a point blank face shot.</p><p align="left"><u>Scott Hall</u>: &quot; Hey yo. 'Da Bad Guy's sick ta' death o' ya' too. Ya' see, me 'n Big Kev along wit' 'da Hulksta' came here, to the WWF, to compete, as we've said before. We didn't come here to make enemies, we came here ta' compete. Steve Austin and The Rock both took exception to that and forced us to not befriend 'em, but to go against 'em. They made enemies outta' us, and The Rock paid the price. Austin, you're next. Then that 'Big Red Freak' Kane came along and decided ta' make enemies outta' us too. Kane, you bought 'da price 'n you'll pay for the consequences 'cause we'll be chalkin' one up for 'da good guys! &quot;</p><p align="left">The camera returns to it's previous state, picturing the three members of the New World Order. Next, it's Hulk Hogan's turn to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Hollywood Hogan</u>: &quot; Rocky, you paid the price brother! You screwed with the New World order, you had the audacity to challenge the 'Immortal' Hollywood Hogan to a match at WrestleMania eighteen, dude. You had the audacity to talk smack about me, ME of all people! I'm a legend in this business, brother! A legend! And for disrespectin' a legend, we made you pay, Rock! We made you pay, brother! &quot;</p><p align="left">Hogan stops and gives Nash the chance to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Kevin Nash</u>: &quot; Kane, you also decided that you were an exception to the New World Order. You did the foolish thing and aligned yourself with that piece o' scum Austin. You chose the wrong team, Kane. I was sure we could have worked somethin' out with you, hell, we could've been allies but you threw it all outta' the window last Thursday night on SmackDown when you came out and saved Austin's sorry ass. You practically put a gun to your head and now the nWo are gonna' pull the trigger! &quot;</p><p align="left">Hogan and Hall both nod in agreement with 'Big Daddy Cool'.</p><p align="left"><u>Scott Hall</u>: &quot; Chico, tonight we have somethin' in store for your big red ass. The New World Order have got somethin' in store for you! We took Rock out, we take anyone out who stands in our way - and you Kane? Your no exception! &quot;</p><p align="left">Suddenly, the scene fizzles out with the words &quot;For Life&quot; echoing in the background. We return to ringside. <b>(79)</b></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Non-Title Match: Chris Jericho vs. Val Venis<br></b></font></u>The Undisputed Champion Chris Jericho his accompanied to the ring via his associates Stephanie McMahon and the man who took Triple H out on SmackDown, Mike Sanders. Venis comes out and does his usual &quot;Hello Ladies&quot; schtick. The match starts with a lock up. Venis takes control with a headlock, but Jericho counters and sends Venis into the ropes with a push. Jericho takes Venis down on the rebound with a dropkick to the chest. Jericho tries to end it early with a Lionsault butto no avail as Venis gets his knees up. The Big Valbowski then springs to life and takesJericho down with a swift forearm smash, but Jericho kicks out on the two count. Jericho climbs to his feet and his met with a kick to the gut. Venis then hoists Jericho up and plants him with a Sit-Down Powerbomb! Venis goes for another cover, but the self-proclaimed 'King of the World' shows his resilience via kicking out on the two. Venis pulls Jericho up and sets him up for a Fisherman's Buster, or what he calls the 'Venis Fly Trap'. However, Jericho fights out of it with a series of elbows. Jericho then takes Venis down with a DDT from out of nowhere! He crawls into the cover but Venis kicks out. Stephanie and Sanders beat the apron to try and will their associate on, but the fans are firmly against the egomaniac. A few moments later and Venis his back in charge. Venis sends Jericho into the corner with an irish whip, and on the return he hits him with a turnbuckle clothesline. Jericho staggers forward, straight into a Drop Toe Hold! Jericho hits the mat face first and turns over. The fans and Val Venis can sense it. Venis leaps up top and poses, perhaps taking a little too long. <b>He then leaps off the top rope with the Money Shot, but Jericho rolls through with a handful of tights; 1...2...3! </b>Chris Jericho steals the victory!</p><p><b>WINNER: Chris Jericho<br>OR: 81</b></p><p>Jericho returns to his feet but doesn't release Venis' legs from the cover. Instead he grabs both, turns Venis around and locks him in the Walls of Jericho! The fans begin to boo at their fullest as Stephanie McMahon and Mike Sanders enter the ring behind the Undisputed Champion. Stephanie tries to calm Jericho down and eventually does. On the way out of the ring Sanders hits Venis with a quick stomp to the head before leaving with his allies.</p><p><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Snapped<br></b></font></u>The camera immediately switched to the backstage area to where <b>Kurt Angle</b> stood, just simply staring at the Olympic Gold medals which he held in his hand. Angle then turned and quickly stormed out of the locker room, to where he bumped into an advancing <b>William Regal</b>, our Intercontinental Champion.</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; Oh Kurt, just the chap I was looking for. &quot;</p><p>Angle doesn't respond.</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; Kurt? &quot;</p><p>Angle continues to blank out Regal until..</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; KURT! &quot;</p><p>Angle looks up with a sour expression on his face.</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; What the hell is wrong with you, sonny-jim? &quot;</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; What the hell is wrong with me? Regal, I've been pushed too far. Over the last few weeks I've been on a losing streak. A LOSING streak! I am an Olympic Gold Medalist, so I shouldn't be losing to the likes of Rob Van Dam, Kane and Edge! &quot;</p><p>The crowd pop at the mention of the three faces; especially Edge.</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; In fact, I know why I've been losing. Oh yeah, I do. &quot;</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; And why's that, Kurt? &quot;</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; Because of you, William! Ya' see, I've been lumbered with your sorry ass as of late. I've been lumbered with you trying to be 'my friend' or what have you. You screwed me over once, Regal and you keep on screwing me over! Your pushing me to the edge. I need something to redeem myself, ya' know? &quot;</p><p>Regal nods. He doesn't want to aggravate the Olympian even more than he already as done. Angle looks at Regal's shoulder, like he's just noticed the Intercontinental Championship.</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; I've got an idea, Regal. You're the Intercontinental Champion aren't 'cha? &quot;</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; Indeed I am. &quot;</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; You're the Intercontinental Champion, huh? I want some gold. Me and my three I's; Intelligence, Integrity and Intensity want some gold and you've got gold. Ya' see Regal, I was screwed at No Way Out and I've been screwed ever since by the likes of you.. So what I propose is you step into the ring TONIGHT and defend that title against me! It'll be like killing two birds in one stone, I can get some gold and take my frustrations out on you! &quot;</p><p>Angle gets in Regal's face. Regal looks nervous.</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; Uhh, well, um. That's all good and well Kurt, but.. Uhh.. You're not the number one contender.. &quot;</p><p>Regal smiles deviously.</p><p><u>Regal</u>: &quot; In fact, that miserable little toe-rag Edge is. So to get to me and get a title shot, you'll have to go through Edge first! &quot;</p><p>Angle nods.</p><p><u>Angle</u>: &quot; Oh, I will Regal. And after that, I'm comin' for you! Oh it's true, it's DAMN true! &quot;</p><p>Angle storms off, as Regal stands looking rather nervous. He doesn't want to face Kurt Angle. <b>(75)</b></p><p><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Women's Title Match: Jazz © vs. Trish Stratus<br></b></font></u>A lock up starts things off. Jazz uses her strength to take Trish down early with a scoop slam. She follows up with an elbow drop and gets the two count from the resulting cover. Jazz lifts Trish up and looks to end things early with the Jazz Stinger, but Trish pushes the champion away into the ropes. On the return Trish takes Jazz down with a reverse elbow to the face. The fans are firmly behind the blonde bombshell in this match up. Jazz gets up in no-man's land. Trish backs off into the ropes and on the return she takes Jazz down with a bulldog! Trish quickly covers Jazz, but the champion inevitably kicks out on two. Trish pulls Jazz back up and puts her in a head lock. Jazz goes to push Trish into the ropes, but Trish keeps a hold of the champion, leaps onto the ropes, turns and plants Jazz with the<b> Stratusfaction! </b>Trish is about to go for the cover but <b>Test </b>comes running down to the ring. Test hops up onto the apron. Trish walks towards him and begins to argue with him, obviously forgetting that she cost Test his chance at the European Championship on Heat. Trish goes to slap Test, but Test blocks. Here comes <b>Rikishi</b>! Rikishi runs down to the ring and pulls Test off the apron. Test goes clattering head first into the apron as Rikishi continues the assault. In the ring, Trish turns around and wonders straight into the <b>Jazz Stinger </b>which gets the three count. Jazz retains her title thanks to Test.</p><p><b>WINNER: Jazz ; Still Women's Champion<br>OR: 66</b></p><p>Officials rush out to ringside to separate Test and Rikishi as we go to ringside.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Haha! Did you see that JR? Test just screwed Trish! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Trish had the match up won too, if it wasn't for that damn Test we would've seen the crowning of the new Women's Champion tonight on Raw. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; JR, what do you think is the relationship between Trish and Rikishi? Huh? I thought Trish was better than that! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; I can assure you King, Trish and Rikishi are just friends. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; They better be. I shudder at the thought of them being more than friends, if you know what I mean. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; I can gather. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Everyone's Favourite Superstar<br></b></font></u>Suddenly, we switch to some footage which as the tag &quot;earlier today&quot; in the corner. We see <b>Rob Van Dam</b> sitting behind a table backstage, signing autographs for fans who queue in an orderly line to meet their favourite superstar. A small kid steps up to the booth.</p><p align="left"><u>RVD</u>: &quot; Hey lil' dude, how you doin'? &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Kid</u>: &quot; I'm fine thanks! RVD, you're my favourite wrassler'. &quot;</p><p align="left">Rob smirks confidently.</p><p align="left"><u>RVD</u>: &quot; I'm <i>everyone's</i> favourite wrestler, dude. &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Kid</u>: &quot; Yeah. I don't like that guy over there, though. He wouldn't sign the picture. Ugh, I think he was called Bugger T. &quot;</p><p align="left">Rob begins to chuckle. Suddenly, a voice can be heard.</p><p align="left"><u>Voice</u>: &quot; You didn't jus' say that, TELL ME you didn't jus' say that! &quot;</p><p align="left">Suddenly <b>Booker T </b>strikes. Booker T was stood in the queue. Booker leaps over the table and begins to strike Van Dam with a series of rights and lefts as the fans scatter from the booth. What a cheap shot! Rob tries to fight back, but he can't. Booker scoops Van Dam up and <b>Book-Ends him through the table</b>! Oh my god! Booker T has left Rob Van Dam in a heap!</p><p align="left">Booker gets up and brushes his hands off.</p><p align="left"><u>Booker T</u>: &quot; Sucka. &quot;</p><p align="left">We cut back to ringside. <b>(72)</b></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; That was uncalled for, King. Uncalled for! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Why are you tellin' me, JR? Go tell Booker T that, I'm sure he'll disagree and bitch slap ya', haha! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; All RVD was doin' was signin' some autographs for some of our loyal fans, and Booker T came out o' nowhere an' ruined it for 'em! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Well.. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Well what?! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">King swiftly changes the subject.</p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Hey, look! It's Mr Perfect! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Kane vs. Mr Perfect<br></b></font></u>Kane pretty much dominates Perfect from the start. Perfect goes into the ropes and on the return he receives a big sidewalk slam from the Big Red Machine. Perfect returns to his feet and gets a kick to the gut from Kane. Kane then sets Perfect up for a powerbomb but it is reversed with a huge back body drop. Kane goes crashing down to the mat. He returns to his feet and Perfect sets him up for a Perfect-Plex, but Kane blocks the attempt and somehow rolls Perfect up with a small package but Perfect kicks out on two. Both men return to their feet and we go back to where we started, with Kane dominating Perfect. Kane misses a clothesline, Perfect grabs him from behind and hits a backdrop. Perfect covers but Kane quickly kicks out. Perfect goes into the ropes, but Kane gets up and grabs Perfect via the throat. Oh my. Kane lifts Mr Perfect up and plants him with a huge <b>Chokeslam </b>all the way to hell! Perfect shows us why he is a veteran as he rolls onto his back, preventing the cover. Kane reaches down and lifts Perfect up once more. Kane kicks Perfect in the gut, lifts him up into the air and slams him down hard with a <b>Falling Powerbomb!</b> Kane gets up and..<i> &quot; For Life, For Life.. &quot;</i></p><p align="left"><b>&quot;Hollywood&quot; Hogan </b>walks down the ramp with a huge smirk on his face, playing the air guitar. Kane doesn't take his eyes off him, foolishly.<b> Scott Hall</b> pulls the referee out of the ring and knocks him out with a right hand square to the jaw as &quot;Big Sexy&quot;<b> Kevin Nash</b> enters the ring behind Kane. Kane turns around and falls the victim of a Nash Big Boot. Kane goes down in a heap as Hall and Hogan enter the ring. Kane climbs to his feet and tries to fight back, but wonders into a Big Boot from Hogan. Hogan then drops the leg on the throat of Kane. Nash lifts Kane up and plants him with a Jacknife Powerbomb to end the assault. The New World Order go to the outside and push the referee back into the ring as Perfect drapes his arm over the fallen Kane; .....1.....2.....3! The New World Order have screwed Kane over!</p><p align="left"><b>WINNER: Mr Perfect<br>OR: 80</b></p><p align="left">The fans begin to boo relentlessly. The referee raises Perfect's arm high into the air. Perfect can't believe it, he shouts in joy as the New World Order re-enter the ring. Hogan, Nash and Hall stare a hole through Perfect. Perfect wisely escapes and heads to the back, not wanting a piece of the most notorious faction to ever grace a professional wrestling ring. The NWO then turn their attention to Kane, whom slowly crawls towards the ropes.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Somebody help him, damnit! Somebody help Kane! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Suddenly, Hall goes against the ropes and on the return he drops a quick elbow onto the back of Kane. Then, Nash and Hogan join in the assault. Oh my fucking god, he's not, is he? <b>The camera zooms in to reveal Nash un-strapping the back of Kane's mask!</b> Some of the fans cheer, the majority boo. Then, <b>Nash raises Kane's mask high into the air triumphantly</b>. </p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; The sons of bitches! The sons of bitches! They've just stole a man's security! WAIT! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">The New World Order are about to turn Kane over so we can get a clear shot of his face, but: <b><i>GLASS SHATTERS!</i></b></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Here comes Stone Cold! &quot;</font></p><p>Austin races down to the ring with a chair in hand as the New World Order scatter and leave through the crowd, still holding Kane's mask with pride. Austin takes his &quot;what&quot; t-shirt off and dumps it over Kane's head before going to the outside and giving chase to the New World Order through the crowd.</p><p>Meanwhile, Kane quickly goes under the ropes and out of the ring with the t-shirt over his head, covering up his face. Kane holds the t-shirt to make sure it doesn't reveal anything. Kane then runs up the ramp and heads to the back as we go to a WrestleMania 18 hype transmission.</p><p>As we return we go to ringside.</p><p><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Moments ago we just witnessed a brutal attack on Kane at the hands of the New World Order. The NWO left Kane down and out in the ring, and then went too far as they took Kane's mask off. Luckily, Austin got out in time so they weren't able to reveal Kane's face. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; They manhandled Kane, and too be honest JR, we've never seen that before, have we? &quot;</font></p><p align="left">JR shakes his head as we go backstage.</p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>A Perfect Champion?<br></b></font></u>We switch backstage to where we see <b>Diamond Dallas Page</b> sitting in his locker room while shining up his European Championship. He flashes a grin at the camera before continuing with the polishing.</p><p align="left"><u>DDP</u>: &quot; Last Sunday Night on Heat I defeated Test for the whole world to see. Well, not quite. Ya' see Trish Stratus arguably cost Test the match, giving me the win. Unlucky Test, you jus' weren't good enough. But hey, that's not a bad thing, it's a.. Good thing! &quot;</p><p align="left">Page flashes a big cheesy grin to the camera. He is about to continue but the locker room door swiftly opens and in steps <b>Mr Perfect</b> to boo's from the fans.</p><p align="left"><u>Mr Perfect</u>: &quot; Diamond Dallas Page.. &quot;</p><p align="left">DDP steps up and squares up to Perfect.</p><p align="left"><u>DDP</u>: &quot; How can I help you, Curt? Need some help with that positive thinking? &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Mr Perfect</u>: &quot; Perfect's always positive, Page. Especially when I beat Kane all by myself earlier on in the night. &quot;</p><p align="left">Perfect nods arrogantly. He's obviously exaggerating a bit as he didn't beat Kane by himself.</p><p align="left"><u>DDP</u>: &quot; It didn't look like that to me, but hey, that's not a bad thing it's a g-- &quot;</p><p align="left">Perfect cuts DDP off.</p><p align="left"><u>Mr Perfect</u>: &quot; Cut the crap, Page. I, Curt Hennig, perfection personified, am here with a reason. That reason is you are the European Champion. You don't deserve that belt. Hell, I saw that'chu only retained it on Heat because of Trish's interference. That means you aren't a worthy champion, in fact, your far from it. So that's why I propose I beat your ass, like I did Kane's, on SmackDown this Thursday night. Whad'ya say, chump? &quot;</p><p align="left">Page nods.</p><p align="left"><u>DDP</u>: &quot; Your on, Perfect. &quot;</p><p align="left">Perfect nods with a huge smile on his face. He turns around and walks towards the locker room door. Before he leaves, he takes the chewing gum out of his mouth, throws it behind his back, quickly turns and catches it.</p><p align="left"><u>Mr Perfect</u>: &quot; Page, shine your title while you can 'cause at SmackDown I'm takin' that title. Don't worry about it though, I've beaten everybody who's anybody because I'm absolutely perfect! &quot;</p><p align="left">Perfect then leaves as Page shakes his head. The camera cuts back to ringside. <b>(74)</b></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; It looks as though we have another match set in stone for SmackDown! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; And what a match it is, JR. A European title match! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; It should be a good ol' fashioned slobber-knocker, King. Anyway, up next we'll be hearing from the man who was at the receiving end of a vicious beat-down at the hands of the New World Order last week on Raw. Earlier on tonight we saw the New World Order beat-down Kane and take his mask, but luckily for the Big Red Machine, his face wasn't revealed thanks to 'Stone Cold' Steve Austin. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Austin was late though JR, nonetheless. He could've prevented it if he knew how to get here on time, ha. &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Ross ignores The King and turns his attention to the titantron.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Now we're heading over to The Rock's home in Miami, Florida to where The Rock his recuperatin' from the attack he got last week. Rock, are you there? &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>JR and The Rock ; One on One<br></b></font></u>The titantron comes to life. And due to our modern day technology we speak to <b>The Rock</b> via video-phone. Rock sits on his chair, bandaged. He's still suffering from that attack, he was left for dead via Hulk Hogan and co. Jr looks at the titantron and begins to speak.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Hey Rock, we appreciate that you're giving us your time while you're recovering from the assault. Thanks for being here. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; Don't mention it, JR. I'm glad ta' be able to talk. &quot;</p><p align="left">We cut back to Ross for a brief shot to where we see him nodding his head. We then go back to the 'tron.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Rock, this question's been on everyone's minds. How are you feelin'? How severe are the injuries? &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; Well JR, I was lucky. I was lucky 'cause Hogan and his lapdogs couldn't finish the job. Hell, they left me for dead but didn't finish the damn job. But yeah, I'm able to speak. I'm able to talk, just. And I'm sure I'll be able to whoop some black 'n white ass come WrestleMania! &quot;</p><p align="left">A huge pop sounds in the background.</p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; But yeah JR, thanks for askin'. The Rock appreciate it. &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Notta' problem. Anyway Rock, I wanna' cut right to the chase. Why d'you think Hall, Nash and Hogan attacked you, especially after Hogan accepted a challenge from you for WrestleMania? &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Rock shrugs his shoulders.</p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; I dunno' JR, I can' answer for the New World Order. Maybe it's 'cause they fear The Rock? Ya' see, the New World Order have been after a piece of The Rock, no not my studel, that'd just be SIIIIICK! Yeah, they've been after a piece of The Rock since No Way Out 'cause I stood up to 'em. In fact, The Rock, Steve Austin and Kane were the only ones to tell the New World Order ta' stick it and get the hell outta' where they don't belong! So, when The Rock's back was turned Hogan and co decided to take The Rock out. They decided ta' leave him for dead. I saw what happened earlier on in the night on my TV set. I saw the NWO unmask Kane. Luckily for Kane, Austin had his back and was in the buildin'. When the New World Order struck me, nobody was here ta' help, nobody. &quot;</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; So you're basically sayin' that the NWO don't like it when people stand up ta' 'em? &quot;</font></p><p align="left">Rock nods.</p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; Yeah, exactly. The three stooges only attack when the numbers are on their side. When it's equal they run. They run high into the hills with their tails in between there legs, or sometimes with each others tails in between their legs. It doesn't matter. Ya' see JR, The Rock says this. The Rock says the New World Order can attack from behind all they want. They can leave The Rock for dead all they want. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matta'! The Rock will keep gettin' up, comin' back 'n layin' the SMACK-A-DOWN on each o' their candy asses! In fact, The Rock says to Hulk Hogan; screw WrestleMania, get'cha candy ass down ta' MIAMI, FLORIDA and JUST BRING IT! It's simple Hogan, you bring the ass and The Rock brings the WHOOPIN'! &quot;</p><p align="left">At this moment in time the fans are electric. They can't help but cheer the 'People's Champ'.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Well Rock, we're runnin' a tad low on time so.. &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>The Rock</u>: &quot; Wait there JR, are you cuttin' The Rock off? The Rock is in the middle of a VERY important little message for &quot;B-Movie&quot; Hulk Hogan. The Rock says this Hulk. The Rock says take you vitamins, say your prayers and hope. Hope that The Rock somehow doesn't make it to WrestleMania because when he does, when he does he'll make your candy ass wish he never messed with The Rock! If ya smellalalallow.. What The Rock.. Is cookin'?! &quot;</p><p align="left">We go to a commercial with the fans cheering at their fullest. The transmission ends. <b>(92)</b></p><p align="left"><u><font color="#FF0000"><b>Non-Title Match: The Undertaker vs. Triple H<br></b></font></u>The number one contender for the Undisputed Championship versus our current Hardcore champion and ex-multi time WWF champion. Before the match up began The Undertaker just stood in the ring smiling sadistically, obviously looking to end Triple H's chances of walking out of the match up and into WrestleMania 18. Anyway, after their separate entrances the two locked up in the ring with a collar and elbow tie up. Triple H managed to put The Undertaker into an headlock, but rather foolishly as Taker lifted Triple H up and immediately put him back down with an atomic drop. Triple H staggers towards the ropes. Taker comes up from behind and clotheslines him over the top and to the outside. Big Evil climbs out of the ring and follows his opponent out of the ring. Taker hits Triple H with a big right, knocking him against the barricade. He then follows up with a big boot, but Triple H gets out of the way and Big Evil hangs himself over the barricade. Triple H takes The Undertaker down from behind with a chop-block to the back of the knee. Taker hits the outside floor back-first. Triple H gets up and re-enters the ring. Taker eventually follows. The match up really starts to take shape when both men begin to exchange blows in the ring, neither really are technical wrestlers. Taker takes control with a knee to the mid-section. Triple H naturally doubles over and his the victim of a running DDT from The Undertaker, but on the resulting cover Triple H shows great ring prowess via draping his foot over the bottom rope. The Undertaker gets up looking rather frustrated. Triple H slowly climbs to his feet and his met with a kick to the gut. Taker then sets Triple H up for a Last Ride but The Game sends Taker flying over his head and crashing down to the mat with a back body drop. Taker slowly climbs to his feet and his also met with a kick to the mid-section. Taker doubles over and Triple H sets him up for a pedigree. but Taker also sends The Game crashing over his back with a huge cross body! <b>Triple H slowly climbs to his feet and turns right into as huge Chokeslam from The Undertaker!</b> Taker goes for the cover; ..1...2..., Triple H kicked out! Taker can't believe it. Taker goes towards the ropes and goes to the outside. He walks around to ringside and shoves the time keeper off his chair. Taker takes the chair and re-enters the ring. The fans begin to jeer loudly at Big Evil. Taker mouths the words &quot;That's it!&quot; before lining Triple H up for a chair shot. He was about to swing but suddenly the chair stopped. Taker turned and came face to face with &quot;The Nature Boy&quot; <b>Ric Flair</b>! The pop was deafening. Taker's eyes widen in shock. He tries to shrug the chair off Flair, but the Nature Boy keeps a hold of it and pushes Taker away. Taker turns right into a kick to the mid-section and a huge <b>PEDIGREE </b>from Triple H! Triple H drapes his arm over Taker, the referee counts; ..1...2...3! Triple H has done it, he's defeated The Undertaker!</p><p align="left"><b>WINNER: Triple H<br>OR: 78</b></p><p align="left">Taker sits up fuming as Flair prances up the ramp shouting &quot;WOOO&quot; at the top of his voice. Taker shakes his head in disbelief. Meanwhile, the referee raises Triple H's arm high into the air and then <b>WHAM! It's Chris Jericho and Mike Sanders! </b>Jericho and Sanders deck The Game with a double forearm smash to the back.</p><p align="left"><u>Jim Ross</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; What the hell are they doin' here?! &quot;</font></p><p align="left"><u>Jerry &quot;The King&quot; Lawler</u>: <font color="#800000">&quot; Haha! Triple H's celebrations were cut short, JR! &quot;</font></p><p align="left">They then begin to put the boots to The Game. Jericho picks the chair up and lines Triple H up; <b>SMACK! </b>Chair shot to the skull! Triple H goes down in a heap, then Jericho runs into the ropes and comes off with a huge Lionsault! He gets up letting out a &quot;Ahhhh!&quot; as he clutches his ribs. Sanders then raises Jericho's arm above the fallen Triple H as the show fades to a close.</p><hr color="#000000" size="1"><p align="left"><b>SHOW RATING: <font color="#FF0000">77</font><br>BEST SEGMENT: <font color="#FF0000">Interview with The Rock</font></b> (92)<b><br>WORST SEGMENT: <font color="#FF0000">Jazz vs. Trish </font></b>(66)</p>

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I found last RAW very good dude. Wow, I never thought it would be Mike Sanders, but hey he fits the bill of the 6 foot something guy. And atleast it wasnt predictable or anything, so thats a very good plus.

The Booker T/RVD segment was funny with the 'bugger T' thing. I just hope the kid aint gonna be traumatized on the sight of RVD book-ended on the table

The nWo segment was as good as last time(the one in the perfect/kane match). It looks like at one point it might be nWo vs Kane, Austin and Rock in a 6 man tag sometime before Mania I guess.

Oh well....good for you dude, you use your women's division :D

Overall..it was a good show.

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