WCW 1999, The Wrestling Suicide Way

[Steve Corino]

Oooooo, drama. Does this mean that Bret Hart may get a raise to put Hogan out legit? Now y'done got me all intreguied and stuff again.

[VA Finest 1]

WCW SPRING STAMPEDE CARD

April 25, 1999

Orlando, Florida

::Cruiserweight Title Match::

Chavo Guerrero © Jr. vs. Rey Mysterio vs. Eddie Guerrero

Winner: Eddie

**Last minute addition by Pres. Ric Flair to Spring Stampeed!

::Television Title Match::

Curt Hennig © vs. Kanyon

Winner: Hennig

::Special Guest Referee: Arn Anderson

Chris Jericho vs. Booker T

Winner: Booker

**Last minute addition by Pres. Ric Flair to Spring Stampeed!

::Tag Team Title Match::

Saturn & Rick Steiner © vs. The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow

Winners: Giant and Bam Bam

::US Title Match::

Diamond Dallas Page © vs. Scott Steiner

Winner: Page

::Steel Cage Match::

Sting vs. Raven

Winner: Sting

::World Heavyweight Title Match::

Hollywood Hogan vs. Bret Hart

Draw

[wrestlingsuicide]

Orlando, Florida

Sunday, April 25, 1999

2 hours before Spring Stampede

"Terry... Eric wants you in the meet room. We're finalizing the finish to your match."

Rick Suicide yelled from across the hall. Bollea turned his head, he certainly didn't think that the runt would have the balls to do something like that. He was Hulk Hogan, the biggest star in wrestling, and here was this writer, this kid, screwing him over.

Bollea didn't give Suicide the satisfaction of a reply. He walks to the meet room, located inside the arena.

As he walks in, he sees Nick Patrick, Eric Bischoff, Arn Anderson, Rick Suicide, Ric Flair, Kevin Nash, Bret Hart and several other writers inside the room. Bischoff raises his head, and nods.

"Alright everyone's here. Rick, take it away."

Suicide discusses in detail how the finish will go. Everyone inside the room listens, and puts his own input. Suicide goes through it one more time.

"Alright, when you get the call, Nick, you tell the guys to wrap it up. Terry, hit the legdrop, Bret, you roll out just in time and lock in the Sharpshooter. Ric, you run into the ring and distract Nick... Arn, you run in from the crowd, knock out Bret with a clothesline. Hit a spinebuster and drag Terry over for the pinfall. Nick turns around, and counts to two. Rick, you and Arn then take out the referee, triple team with Terry against Bret... Kevin, you run out for the save. Big schmozz and the referee wakes up, sees the carnage, rings for the bell. Match over. Bret and Kev, you clean the ring of the hells, and we go for a shot of Bret holding the World Title."

Ric Flair speaks up, as soon as Suicide wraps it up.

"I seriously think we need to put the title on someone tonight. It doesn't matter if we put it on Bret or Terry, but we can't end the Pay Per View without a champ."

Terry adds his own thoughts.

"Ric's right. We've been in this business too damn long... and we know what this finish is going to do for this company."

Suicide eyes both Terry Bollea and Ric Flair.

"We do this finish tonight. I've already told you of the plans for the next couple of weeks. We're going to follow through with those plans... that's something that doesn't seem to be the norm here in WCW."

Bischoff steps in.

"Alright, alright. Rick's the head writer. And like he said he already laid out the plans for the next couple of weeks. We stick by it this time."

Flair and Bollea look a little pissed. Bret is indefferent to everything, while Nash just grins a bit. Nash decides to speak up.

"Eric, you'd better pray that kid wonder here knows what he's doing."

Suicide stares at Nash, who towers over the young 22 year old writer. He speaks back.

"Kev, you bet your ass I know what I'm doing."

[wrestlingsuicide]

Orlando, Florida

Sunday, April 25, 1999

1 hour before Spring Stampede

Phone Conversation

"Is it set?"

"Yeah, everything's been done. Just like you said."

"Remember, no screw-ups. This goes down right, and we can kiss Bollea goodbye."

"I hope you're right."

"I am, kid. I always am."

Edited February 28, 2005 by wrestlingsuicide

[Renegade]

Loving this diary. Just read through everything, really enjoying it. You write promo's really well which is good, the matches I like, short and sharp. Jericho has been written really well also. Can't wait for Spring Stampede.

::Cruiserweight Title Match::

Chavo Guerrero © Jr. vs. Rey Mysterio vs. Eddie Guerrero

**Last minute addition by Pres. Ric Flair to Spring Stampeed!

::Television Title Match::

Curt Hennig © vs. Kanyon

::Special Guest Referee: Arn Anderson

Chris Jericho vs. Booker T

**Last minute addition by Pres. Ric Flair to Spring Stampeed!

::Tag Team Title Match::

Saturn & Rick Steiner © vs. The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow

::US Title Match::

Diamond Dallas Page © vs. Scott Steiner

::Steel Cage Match::

Sting vs. Raven

::World Heavyweight Title Match::

Hollywood Hogan vs. Bret Hart

[wrestlingsuicide]

Thanks for waiting... and here it is, boys and girls... SPRING STAMPEDE!!!!!

WCW SPRING STAMPEDE

April 25, 1999

Orlando, Florida

::Dark Match::

Juventud Guerrera vs. Billy Kidman

Good overall match, not really top-notch, but decent nonetheless. Juvy wins with a 450 splash off the top rope.

Winner: Juventud Guerrera via Pinfall

Match Rating: ***

~

Tony Schiavone: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Orlando, Florida, home of the Orlando Magic... and the site of WCW's Spring Stampede '99!!! Good evening everybody, I am Tony Schiavone and as always, with me here in the announce-table is Bobby "The Brain" Heenan! Tonight is going to be one of the most memorable nights in Wrestling History as a new World Champion is going to be crowned tonight! Bret "The Hitman" Hart will face Hollywood Hogan in a match of EPIC proportions! The World Title hangs in the balance, as these two giants in this business go head to head!

Bobby Heenan: You know Tony, as much as Bret Hart would like to believe he is the best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be... the fact of the matter is, Hollywood Hogan IS THE living Icon in the entire wrestling world. Bret Hart can't hold a candle to Hogan, and that's why I've got the Hitman pegged to be brought down a notch by Hollywood tonight.

Tony Schiavone: Brain, I think that the fans here in Orlando might disagree with you on that.

Bobby Heenan: That's because the fans here in Orlando are too stupid to realize the fact that Hollywood is still THE MAN here in WCW. These ham-and-egger wouldn't know what a true superstar would look like even if it was a couple of feet away from their pimply noses.

Tony Schiavone: Brain, you never cease to amaze me. Alright ladies and gents, our first match of the evening is for the Cruiserweight Title, Chavo Guerrero will defend the Cruiserweight Belt against Rey Mysterio and his uncle, and the Alliance's own Eddie Guerrero!

Bobby Heenan: I can't wait to see Eddie run home with that belt. He's always been the better Guerrero and everyone knows it!

Tony Schiavone: That match is about to go underway, so sit back, relax and enjoy the ride!

~

::Cruiserweight Title Match::

Chavo Guerrero © Jr. vs. Rey Mysterio vs. Eddie Guerrero

The rules are explained in detail before the match starts. The first man to get a pinfall or a submission wins, and the champion doesn't have to be pinned to lose the Cruiserweight Title. The ref asks for the bell to be rung. All three take their turns against each other to start the match. Rey Mysterio hits the first high-spot via a top-rope hilo to Eddie who was standing outside of the ring. Chavo then follows suit with a running plancha to Rey and Eddie outside. The fight goes back into the ring and we get more mat wrestling from Eddie and Chavo. Rey counters a pancake from Chavo with a spinning DDT. Eddie then catches Ray as the latter attempts a hurricanrana and hits a big powerbomb. That gets Eddie the two before Chavo stops the count. The match slows down conisderably as Eddie and Chavo fight each other. Good mat techniques lead to several near-falls for both men. Rey finally comes to and adds a little speed into the match. Eddie and Chavo are soon reeling from a flurry of moves from Rey. Rey gets thrown out of the ring by Chavo, however. Chavo slams Eddie down the mat, climbs the top rope... and hits a FROG SPLASH! Chavo covers... one, two... Rey breaks the count! Chavo tries to slam Rey down... but Rey counters and hits a hurricanrana that thows Chavo outside the ring! Rey stands up and signals for a hurricanrana against Eddie! Eddie groggily gets up... Rey executes the move, but Eddie counters it AGAIN with a powerbomb! Eddie quickly covers...one...two... he grabs on to the lower rope for leverage... three! We have a new Cruiserweight Champion! Eddie grabs the belt and starts heading back to the locker room. Chavo stands up, and sees Eddie leaving with the belt. Chavo is frustrated, and he kicks the steel steps as Eddie celebrates his win.

Winner: Eddie Guerrero via Pinfall

Match Rating: ****1/2

~

::Television Title Match::

Curt Hennig © vs. Kanyon

Schiavone explains that this match was a last-minute addition by WCW President Ric Flair. Kanyon will have another shot at Hennig and the TV Title, after being defeated by Hennig twice, he will be hard-pressed to try and win against Hennig tonight.

The match opens with a test of strength between the two wrestlers. Kanyon immediately goes for the cheap shot, hitting Hennig in the gut with a kick. Hennig reels back. Kanyon opens up with a slew of offensive moves. He beats Hennig back into a corner, and then unloads with a series of chops, leaving red welts on Hennig's chest. Kanyon hits a snap suplex, and quickly covers. That only gets him a two. He picks Hennig up and gets a chain series of armbars and hammerlocks. Hennig mounts a comeback, hitting a succession of hits and slams. Kanyon goes back on the offensive, nailing a butterfly suplex, and getting a nearfall. A couple of moves later, Kanyon hits a vicious clothesline and gets one more nearfall. Kanyon signals for the Flatliner, and hoists Hennig on his shoulders. Hennig squirms his way out of the Flatliner, maintains the front face-lock and hits with the Hennig-Plex! Hennig holds on to Kanyon's leg for the cover, and gets the three count! Curt Hennig retains the TV Title! Kanyon is shaking off the cobwebs as Hennig celebrates to the delight of the fans. As Hennig leaves, Kanyon just realizes that he lost, and he starts freaking out at the referee. He grabs the ref by the collar and tosses him over the top rope in frustration.

Winner: Curt Hennig via Pinfall

Match Rating: **1/2

~

::Special Guest Referee: Arn Anderson

Chris Jericho vs. Booker T

Arn Anderson is introduced as the special guest referee for this match, and all three participants are introduced. Jericho and Arn Anderson are given huge boos by the crowd, while Booker T gets a good response from the Floridians in the arena tonight.

Chris Jericho goes on the offensive the start the match, hitting a body slam and a vertical suplex. He throws Booker across the ropes and delivers a vicious elbow. Booker goes down, and Jericho covers for the two. Jericho kicks Booker a few times on the head. Jericho then runs across the ropes and hits a running elbow drop. He picks Booker up and throws him to the turnbuckle, then follows it up with a body splash that sends Booker sprawling down the mat. Jericho covers, but Booker kicks out at two. Jericho starts working on Booker's lower back, hitting a couple of sharp kicks. Jericho applies a knee to Booker's back, while pulling both his arms backwards. Arn Anderson asks Booker if he quits, and Booker says no. Booker slowly gets up, and he manages to turn himself around, realeasing the hold.

Booker starts throwing lefts, and rights, sending Jericho reeling backwards. Jericho is then pushed into a turnbuckle where Booker continues to pummel him with his fists. Booker starts kicking Jericho, and the crowd gets into it. Booker mounts Jericho on the turnbuckle, and he starts throwing punches...one...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight...nine...ten... Booker jumps off after Anderson kept on screaming at him to come down. Jericho crashes into the canvas. Booker covers Jericho, and Arn Anderson gives the slowest two count in the history of professional wrestling. Jericho kicks out, not surpisingly. Booker T gets into Arn Anderson's face, who tells him to stay away, or he'll disqualify Booker. Booker goes back on the assault against Jericho. he whips Chris to the ropes, and hits a spin-kick. Booker covers once again, this time Arn Anderson appears to have something in his eye. Booker T gets pissed and starts yelling at Double A.

Jericho gets up, and tackles Booker's legs from behind. Booker falls backwards, clutching his thigh. Jericho starts stomping at the seemingly injured thigh of Booker T. Jericho grabs the leg and starts applying a grapevine on it. Booker T screams in pain, as Arn asks him if he quits. Booker refuses to give up, and Jericho just piles on the pressure. Jericho finally lets go of the hold after a couple of minutes and starts applying a knee-bar. The pain in Booker's face is evident, and Jericho senses blood, and he lets go of the knee-bar. Jericho grabs Booker's legs and starts turning him around, trying to apply the Lion-tamer! Booker T uses all his strength to twist the other way and use the momentum to toss Jericho through the ropes and outside the ring! Arn Anderson half-heartedly starts counting out Jericho.

Jericho slowly gets up and rolls back into the ring. Booker T limps towards Jericho. Chris throws a right hand, blocked by Booker T! Booker T answers with a right of his own! Jericho tries once again, and is blocked again! Booker lets out a series of lefts and rights! Jericho is reeling! Booker throws Jericho to the ropes... attempted spinebuster... and it's reversed into a DDT by Chris Jericho! Jericho runs across the ring, onto the ropes... Lionsault! Jericho covers... onetwothr-kickout! That was one fast count by Double A! Jericho says it's over, he grabs Booker's legs... LIONTAMER! Arn is telling Booker to give up now! Booker won't quit! He slowly crawls towards the ropes.... he grabs the ropes! Arn Anderson hesitantly tells Jericho to let go... and starts counting...one....two...three....four.... fiiiiiive..... and Jericho lets go after the longest five count ever. Booker T is in pain.

Jericho grabs Booker T, and Booker counters with a roll-up! Arn Anderson counts...one...two.......... and something appears to be in Anderson's eye! He stops counting and starts rubbing his left eye! Booker T can't believe it, and he stands up, Booker grabs Anderson by the collar. Anderson starts screaming... 'You hit me, and you're gone!' Jericho sneaks up from behind and hits a LOW BLOW! Jericho grabs Booker, and he nails a German Suplex! Jericho bridges for the cover. Anderson counts onetwothree! And the match is over! Jericho and Arn Anderson start putting the boots on Booker T! The Alliance has screwed with Booker T tonight, and Jericho is completely happy about it! Arn raises Jericho's arm while Booker T writhes in pain on the mat!

Winner: Chris Jericho via Pinfall

Match Rating: ****1/4

~

::Tag Team Title Match::

Saturn & Rick Steiner © vs. The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow

The tag champs start the match by overpowering Bigelow and isolating him from his partner. They actually looked pretty good, until Bigelow managed to tag the Giant. The Giant decimated Saturn and Rick Steiner inside the ring. Completely. When it was all set and done, The Giant hit a massive double-chokeslam and pinned Saturn for the three-count and the tag-titles.

Winner: The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow via Pinfall

Match Rating: **1/4

~

::Steel Cage Match::

Sting vs. Raven

The steel cage is assembled around the ring, the thick steel bars are painted black, and the crowd is restless in complete anticipation.

Raven is introduced first, and he walks out to the chorus of boos from the crowd wearing his usual grunge attire. His hair is different though, neatly tied into a ponytail, his face in complete view. He looks like he's ready for a battle tonight, and many expect it to be one. Raven enters the cage, waiting for his opponent. 'Seek and Destroy' by Metallica starts playing, and the crowd goes wild. It seems that WCW has decided to go back to his old theme! Sting bursts out of the entranceway, clad in a pair of jeans and boots. His upper torso is exposed, and his hair is now just shoulder-length, he has no face-paint on, keeping true to the 'new Sting' that WCW's been trying to show.

Sting dives into the cage through the door, and he immediately goes after Raven! The fans explode at this altercation. A "KICK HIS ASS" chant is heard all around the arena. Sting pushes Raven into the turnbuckle and starts throwing lefts and rights! Raven is completely caught unaware by this massive flurry. Sting throws Raven to the ropes, SIDEWALK SLAM! Hard on to the mat! Sting pulls Raven up, CLOTHESLINE! Sting runs across the ropes and delivers a hard elbow-drop! He stands up and shouts out loud.

"OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!"

The fans respond with a feverish yell of their own. Sting just goes on the complete offensive again, decimating Raven, tearing him completely apart. Sting slows the match down a bit, opting to go for some hamemrlocks and armwrenches. After the restholds, Sting grabs Raven and hits a solid DDT on the mat. Sting starts climbing the cage, halfway up, Raven grabs Sting's legs and pulls him down. Sting punches Raven and pushes him aside, then starts to go up the cage again. Raven grabs Sting's legs one more time. This time connecting with a solid low blow. Sting goes down, and the crowd starts booing.

Raven takes the advantage and Rolls with it. Nailing Sting with stiff punches, gouging his eyes and pulling his hair. Raven grabs Sting... BACKBREAKER! Sting is spralwed in the middle of the ring. Raven starts putting the boots on Sting, and then sees the cage door. Raven goes for the cage door... but Sting manages to grab onto Raven's legs. Raven starts kicking at Sting's head, and goes back on offense. Raven picks up Sting, he slams him down on the mat. Raven climbs the second turnbuckle, waiting for Sting to get up... AXEHANDLE! Sting goes down. Raven decides to go back to the door. He's halfway out... and Sting manages to grab on to Raven's tights!

Sting drags Raven back into the ring... the two athletes start throwing lefts and rights at each other. Raven grabs Sting's head, and he throws Sting into the cage! Sting bounces off... and then he grabs Raven's head and slams it into the cage!!! Sting throws Raven into the ropes... Raven bounces back...Sting back-bodydrops Raven into the steel Cage! Raven looks like he's knocked out! Sting starts climbing slowly... Raven manages to follow him... and they both end up straddling the top of the cage... lefts... rights... and both men come crashing back down into the ring!!! The crowd is enjoying every moment of this match. A "STINGER!" chant starts...

Someone starts running down the aisle... it's Lex Luger!!! Lex Luger is here, and he's wearing a USA Shirt, and a pair of jeans! He cheering Sting to get back up!!! Sting and Raven slowly get up... Raven grabs Sting... he grabs Sting... EVENFLOW... NO!!! Sting reverses!!! Sting throws Raven into the turnbuckles!!! Raven collides with the turnbuckle HARD!!! Sting runs at Raven... STINGER SPLASH!!! And Raven ducks!!!! Sting hits the turnbuckle head-first and goes down hard!!! Both men are down!!! Luger is screaming at Sting to get up and win this match!!! Raven took Luger out a couple of months ago, and it seems like Lex is here to support his friend!!! Raven gets up, so does Sting... both men are completely spent... Raven starts climbing the cage... Sting crawls towards the cage door. Luger opens the cage door for Sting... Raven climbs outside... Sting is nearly out... Raven just has to go over the cage... Sting's going to win it... AND LUGER SLAMS THE DOOR ON STING!!! Raven climbs out... Raven wins the match!!! The crowd starts booing!!! Sting is down and out inside the ring. Luger steps inside the ring... he grabs Sting.. and puts him on the Torture Rack! Sting is unconscious... and Luger is completely destroying him! Raven celebrates his victory by clutching his ribs while raising his other hand, slowly walking back up the ramp. The crowd is booing loudly, Luger has cost Sting the match!

Winner: Raven via Cage Escape

Match Rating: ***

~

::US Title Match::

Diamond Dallas Page © vs. Scott Steiner

This was a glorified f*ckfest. With the crowd completely disillusioned after the last match, Scott Steiner missing a couple of spots didn't help. The crowd started a "boring" chant, followed by a "We Want Bret" chant. Four minutes into the match, the ref called it home, with DDP grabbing the US Title and hitting Scott Steiner with it. The ref has no choice but to award Steiner the win, although DDP retains the US Title. Both men were booed out of the ring.

Winner: Scott Steiner via DQ

Match Rating: 1/4*

~

The PPV is interrupted by Tony Schiavone and Bobby Heenan telling the viewers that Eric Bischoff is on the phone. Schiavone asks Bischoff what this is about, and Bischoff earnestly replies.

"Well Tony Schiavone... I've been gone the past couple of weeks... because I've been in Atlanta, Georgia... talking to Turner Inc. representatives and giving them a lowdown of what's been going on in WCW the past couple of months. And tommorow night on Nitro, a select representative from Turner Inc. will have a statement that will shake the very foundation of WCW! Ric Flair's time is done, and tommorow night, everything will finally be set straight!"

Schiavone only speculates as to what Bischoff is talking about, he tells us to tune in tommorow night on WCW Nitro on TNT!

~

::World Heavyweight Title Match::

Hollywood Hogan vs. Bret Hart

Michael Buffer stands in the ring, trying to appease the crowd. He is handed a microphone, and he starts talking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the Main Event of the evening!"

The crowd's demeanor instantly changes, everyone starts cheering.

"This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the VACANT WCW Heavyweight Championship of the WOOORLD! Are you ready? Are you ready? Then to the thousands in attendance, and to the millions watching around the world... ladies and gentlemen... LEEEET'S GET READY TO RUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLE!"

Buffer introduces the Hitman first. Bret Hart's theme starts playing, and the crowd explodes. Hart walks out, and he plays to the crowd at ringside. He gives out high-fives on his way down the aisle. He reaches ringside, and hands his pair of shades to a lucky kid. Bret climbs the steel steps, through the ropes and starts to work the crowd. Bret removes his leather jacket and pulls on his elbow-pads, getting ready for this match.

Buffer then introduces Hollywood Hogan. "Voodoo Chyld" starts playing, and the mood instantly changes. Hollywood Hogan walks out, donning his black outfit. He taunts the crowd as he walks down the aisle. Bret and Hogan lock eyes, as Hogan steps into the ring. Hogan rips off his shirt, while keeping eye-contact with Bret.

The crowd can smell the excitement and anticipation in the air. Nick Patrick is the referee, and he goes through the motions of discussing the rules with the participants. Hogan and Hart are locked in a staredown. The bell rings... and the Hitman throws the first salvo for the night! Hogan relatiates with a punch of his own! Both men are throwing haymakers at each other and neither one is backing down!

Hart nails a solid right hand and Hogan reels! Hart runs at him, full-force and hits a clothesline that sends him and Hollywood over the top rope and into ringside. Nick Patrick starts counting out both men. Hart grabs Hogan and he throws him towards the steel barricade! Hogan hits it with a big crash! Hart continues the assault with a couple of punches, before rolling Hogan back in the ring. Bret climbs back into the ring, and climbs the second turnbuckle. he drops an axe-handle onto Hogan's back! Hart covers! And Hollywood kicks out at two. Hart pulls Hogan up, and Hogan hits a thumb into Bret's eyes!

Hogan is on the offensive as he pushes Bret into a corner. CHOP! Bret reels at the sharp sting of Hogan's chop. A couple of chops later, Hogan drags Bret off and hits a hiptoss. Hogan goes for an elbow drop and connects. Hogan picks the Hitman up, and bodyslams him. He covers. Bret kicks out at two. Hogan grabs Bret and puts him into a bear-hug. Hart slowly fades away, and Nick Patrick is forced to check his condition... he checks once, and Bret's arm just dangles... he checks a second time, with the same results... he checks a third time... and Bret's hand stays in the air! the crowd starts heating up for Bret! Bret starts punching Hogan... and Hogan is forced to release the hold!

Bret throws Hogan to the ropes, he runs across the other ropes... and both men collide with a double-clothesline! Both men are down! Nick Patrick starts counting! One...two...three....four....five....six... Hogan stands up! He sees Bret down... he sees this as his big opportunity... LEGDROP OF DOOM!!! AND BRET ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! Bret grabs Hogan's legs... SHARPSHOOTER!!! Bret has Hogan in the middle of the ring with the Sharpshooter!!! Nick Patrick is checking to see if Hogan gives up!!!

Ric Flair starts running down the aisle, he climbs onto the ring apron... and Nick Patrick goes over to admonish him! Arn Anderson runs in from the crowd... and he jumps into the ring! Bret sees him, however, and he immediately lets go of the Sharpshooter! Bret grabs Arn Anderson and throws him out of the ring! Hogan stands up... he sees Bret and goes for a big boot... Bret ducks, and Hogan connects with Nick Patrick just as Patrick was turning to see what was going on!!! Flair jumps into the ring, and he and Hogan start attacking Hart! Hold on... Kevin Nash is running down the aisle with a steel chair!!! Flair sees Nash, and he jumps out of the ring! Hogan turns his head, and is on the receiving end of a BRUTAL, BRUTAL CHAIR SHOT! Hogan's legs give out from under him and he goes down! Flair and Arn Anderson jump into the ring, and they swarm Nash! Nick Patrick finally comes to... and he turns his head to see the three men fighting it out inside the ring, and Bret and Hogan down and out! He motions for the bell to be rung! The match ends in a draw! The fans start booing, and soon enough trash is thrown into the ring.

Tony Schiavone details the carnage inside the ring as Nash fights off Flair and Arn Anderson. He tells us that Hogan and Hart are down and out, and that the fans are about to tear the place apart! He signs off for the PPV, and tells us to tune in tommorow night on Nitro!

Winner: Draw

Match Rating: *3/4

~

WCW Spring Stampede PPV Buyrate: 1.47

WCW Spring Stampede Attendance: 16746

WWF Backlash PPV Buyrate: 2.00

WWF Backlash Attendance: 20905

Fan-fucking tastic. The event goes on without a hitch until the fuck-fest that was DDP/Steiner. HEADS WILL ROLL. The fans are pretty pissed that we didn't give them a legit. finish for the World Title, though. Whether this will translate to a loss in viewership on Monday night, is yet to be seen.

Edited March 1, 2005 by wrestlingsuicide

[wrestlingsuicide]

IMMEDIATELY AFTER SPRING STAMPEDE GOES OFF THE AIR

Kevin Nash eventually throws both Flair and Arn Anderson out of the ring. Nash grabs the groggy Hogan and tosses him out as well. Hogan lands on the floor awkwardly, and Flair sees it immediately. Nick Patrick sees it as well, and motions for some help backstage. A couple of security guys run out and escort Hogan back, carrying him on both arms. Flair and Arn Anderson stand outside, with Flair having a tantrum.

Nick Patrick gets the belt from the ringside bellkeeper, and Nash swipes it from Nick Patrick's hands. He holds the belt, waiting for Bret to slowly get up. Bret stands, a bit frazzled from the sneak attack by Flair and Arn Anderson. Bret realizes that the match was over, and that he didn't win the title.

Nash hands Bret the belt, and Bret raises it to the crowd. The fans start cheering, and the trash-throwing stops. Ric Flair is having a complete fit outside. Nash raises Bret's hand, and the fans give Hart a rousing applause.

AFTER THE SHOW

Backstage, Bollea seems to have recovered from the wicked chairshot by Nash. Flair and Arn arrive, and handshakes are exchanged everywhere for an otherwise good show. Nash and Bret are next, and they too are received well by most of the guys.

Hogan immediately walks up to Nash.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?"

Nash is immediately surprised by Hogan's reaction. Bollea continues on.

"That chairshot was so damn stiff you nearly took my goddamned head off! Who the fuck gave you the green light to give me that stiff shot, Kev!? Damnit! I'd expect this out Fleihr, but not from you!"

"Hold on, they gave me the go. Suicide and Bischoff did. And I don't appreciate the fucking put-down. In case you didn't see, the crowd ate every moment of it!"

"Goddamnit! What the fuck! I didn't give you no green light to smash me in the skull, and that's all that matters! You fucking idiot! Damnit!"

Nash doesn't take this lightly, and is immediately restrained by Bret Hart and Arn Anderson from throwing a fist. Bolea explodes, and he starts trashing stuff around... cameras, lightpoles, tables. He then makes his way to the lockers, obviously completely pissed.

LATER, IN AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION

"Good job."

"I'd be surprised if Bollea ever manages to come back from this one. Nearly everyone's against him now."

"If we play our cards right, he just might be gone by next month."

"He's not going to risk losing the megabucks contract though."

"It's alright. He's probably going to sit it out. But I wouldn't put it past him to get out of the contract and jump ship to McMahon-land."

"You think we're doing the right thing?"

"I know we are. WCW is better off with Bollea and his lackeys."

"What about Nash? He's going to be the top dog once Bollea's out."

"Nash'll learn his place soon enough."

"Well, he isn't much of a locker-room favorite."

"And that's going to help us keep him in line."

"You never fail to amaze me."

"Just do as I tell you, and sky's the limit, kid. In a few months, WCW'll be completely out of Bischoff's hands."

"And into yours?"

"Exactly."

[Guest UmpireAJS]

DDP/Steiner is surprising to me,I always had them having ***1/2+ matches in 98-99, Ending was weired, but good for screwing Hogan. Nash and Hart are working together,HAHA thats a cool sight to see. Good PPV nonetheless

[wrestlingsuicide]

DDP/Steiner is surprising to me,I always had them having ***1/2+ matches in 98-99, Ending was weired, but good for screwing Hogan. Nash and Hart are working together,HAHA thats a cool sight to see. Good PPV nonetheless

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[wrestlingsuicide]

WCW HQ

Atlanta, Georgia

April 26, 1999

Morning

Eric Bischoff had a headache. The PPV Buyrate numbers had come in last night. Things didn't look good. Rick Suicide had convinced him not to put the title on anyone at the PPV... make the fans clamor for a champ. He wished he hadn't listened. WCW was now without a legitimate champ. Last night's PPV did alright, but Bischoff felt that they should've given the belt to someone. And if he followed Suicide's plans, WCW wouldn't have a champion until Slamboree.

He sat in his desk, and took a sip of coffee. There were business decisions to be made, and a TV show to be run tonight.

10:15 AM

Scott Rechsteiner walks into the office. Bischoff welcomes him in.

"Scotty, glad that you could come. Of course, I believe you know that your contract is about to go up at the end of the month."

"Yeah. I was meaning to talk to you about that, Eric. I think that I've worked my ass off for the past couple of years, and I probably deserve some sort of raise. Maybe a 10, 15% increase?"

"Erhm. About that. The company's been through a lot of changes recently... and right now, we can't even resign you to the amount of money that you're making right now. And after last night, I don't think we'll even give you an extension at the same amount. So... I... we... have decided to offer you an extension... although at a lower amount..."

"You're kidding me, right, Eric? I hear you're paying some kook a hundred G's just to be here, and you're short-balling me?"

"I'm sorry, Scott. Either you take the pay decrease, or we're going to have to let you go."

"When do you need my decision?"

"By the end of the week."

"Do I work tonight?"

"No, you don't have to. We can work around it. If you need the week off, take it. We'd love to keep you here Scott... but we're cutting down on costs..."

"Well... thanks, Eric. I guess you'll have my decision by Friday..."

Rechsteiner stands up, obviously disturbed and walks out. Bischoff's head started hurting again. Tonight was going to be a rough night... because he was about to do something that he thought he would never do.

[Guest UmpireAJS]

damn damn, dont release Scott Steiner- fire his brother instead. He may have sucked against DDP, but Steiner in 99 was big money. Yep

[AntPaulseno]

damn damn, dont release Scott Steiner- fire his brother instead. He may have sucked against DDP, but Steiner in 99 was big money. Yep

Edited March 2, 2005 by AntPaulseno

[wrestlingsuicide]

GEORGIA DOME

Atlanta, Georgia

April 26, 1999

A few hours before Nitro

"You what!?!?"

Terry Bollea's voice could be heard from across the hall. Eric Bischoff had just laid down one of the biggest decisions in his tenure in WCW.

"You can pack your bags and head back to Florida. I warned you, Terry... one last outburst, and it would be over. That unnecessary stunt of yours last night was uncalled for. You can sit out on your contract if you want, but you won't be getting a single minute of TV Time anymore."

Bollea's face was red with anger. Yet he showed restraint like that which he had not displayed for the past couple of months.

"You want me out Eric? I'm out. And FUCK YOU."

Bischoff stood there, flanked by security, ready for anything. Bischoff then retorts with an insult of his own.

"No, Terry. FUCK YOU. I'm going to bury your reputation down the fucking drain. You hear me? When I'm through with your reputation, you won't even find a job working for 7-11."

Bischoff turns to security.

"Gentlemen, please make sure that Mr. Bollea leaves the premises immediately."

Bischoff was shaking. He had done what nobody thought he was capable of doing. He was finally growing some balls. 'Watch out WCW', he thought, 'the real Eric Bischoff's finally arrived and he won't take shit from anyone.'

[wrestlingsuicide]

damn damn, dont release Scott Steiner- fire his brother instead. He may have sucked against DDP, but Steiner in 99 was big money. Yep

[kempay]

Man, I've been reading this all night..

Around at least, 2 hours or so.. I'm very impressed with what you're doing, and I can't wait to read more of your diary..

Best WCW Diary that I ever saw, and I keep playing it out in my head, with every matches, storylines, the backstage drama..

Man, GREAT JOB! Can't wait for the next installation!

[AntPaulseno]

So Hogan is sitting out his contract, which could be great for the future of Nitro.

But on Nitro, I would love Bischoff to do a McMahon/Austin to Hogan with the old SCREW YOU, YOU'RE FIRED!!!

That would be soooo great, pleeeeease!!!

Keep up the good work

[wrestlingsuicide]

Nitro, fresh and hot just off the oven!

[WCW MONDAY NITRO]

April 26, 1999

Atlanta, Georgia

Tony Schiavone gives us the details of last night's main event, and of a rumor that Hollywood Hogan has gone AWOL from WCW.

~

Ric Flair's music starts playing, and out walks the Nature Boy along with the Alliance, out with him are Eddie Guerrero, Chris Jericho, The Giant, Bam Bam Bigelow, Kanyon, Diamond Dallas Page and Arn Anderson. Conspicuously absent is Hollywood Hogan. Ric Flair produces a microphone from underneath his jacket.

"Last night, The Alliance was on a roll. Diamond Dallas Page retained the United States Championship... Chris Jericho defeated Booker T... Eddie Guerrero won the Cruiserweight Title... The Giant and Bam Bam Bigelow won the Tag Team Titles! And with the exception of Kanyon's loss...I'm telling you, the Alliance was on a complete ROLL!"

Kanyon suddenly grabs the microphone from Ric Flair.

"Ric, Ric... hear me out... you've got to give me another shot. I want to prove it to you guys that I'm a winner... I want you to give me one last shot!"

Ric smiles.

"You want it? You got it! You have yourself a match tonight, Kanyon!"

Kanyon grins with appreciation, and everyone else pats him on the back. Flair goes back on the mic.

"Last night, everything was going great... and it was time to cap the night off with the big kahoona! The big cheese! The WCW World Heavyweight Title! But the one man who was supposed to win the title, didn't win it. Not only that, but after he realized that he didn't win the title... he flat out quit WCW. Hollywood Hogan... for the past couple of months, I've called you the greatest wrestler to have ever stepped into a ring... last night, you proved me wrong! Hogan, you are nothing more than a liar... you are a cheap, yellow coward! You're not even fit to shine my shoes."

Flair lets out some steam, some anger. The crowd senses that this might be a shoot interview.

"Hogan, you're nothing more but a fraud! You're no legend! The only legend in this ring is the one standing here... the only legend in this ring is ME! MANY TIMES THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! You say that you made this industry? I live it! I eat, breath, sleep, this business! I am the NAITCHA' BOY RIC FLAIR! WHOOO! And Hogan, you're just like all these fans... you're ungrateful... you're yellow... you're fake... you're aboslutely PATHETIC!"

Just when you thought Flair had endeared himself back to the fans, he comes up with a smart-ass remark to keep him a heel.

"Enough about that quitter... I'm here to talk about the Heavyweight... Championship... Of The World!"

As if on cue, Bret Hart's music starts playing. The crowd erupts into cheer and out walks Hart from behind the curtains. He takes a look at everyone in the ring and decides it would be a better thing to stay on the top of the ramp. Bret has a microphone.

"Yes, Ric... why don't we talk about the still VACANT World Heavyweight Title. Last night, I clearly had the match won. I had Hogan locked in the sharpshooter in the middle of the ring, he had only two ways out... either give up, or lose consciousness... either way, I would have won the match and I would be standing here in front of you right now, the World Heavyweight Champion!"

The fans cheer. Flair responds.

"Well, well, well... if it isn't the Hitman Bret Hart. What's the matter Bret? Too bitter to realize that you didn't have what it took to be World Champ? What I see before me, is a man consumed by pride... a man consumed by the fact that he could not get the job done! Bret, as I've always said that to be the man, you've got to beat the man. And frankly, you, Hitman, have never beaten the man. Do you want to know what I'm going to do with the World Title? Next week... there will be a 10-man over-the-top battle royal... with the last two men inside the ring facing each other the following night on Nitro! And THAT match will be for the World... Heavyweight... Title!"

"Flair, you can bet that I'm going to wi-"

"Hold on! Hold on, Hitman! See... for you to even MAKE IT into that Battle Royal... you're going to have to step in the ring tonight against one of the most dangerous men in this business today! You're going to have to EARN THAT SPOT, Hitman. WHOO!"

Flair turns to Kanyon.

"I told you that you're going to get a match tonight, Kanyon... and you've got it! Because tonight, Hitman, you're going to have to step in the ring with KANYON! And if you want a shot at joining that battle royal and winning the gold, you're going to have to BEAT Kanyon... in the ring... tonght!"

Hart raises his mic.

"You want me to beat him? Watch me."

Bret drops the microphone, turns around and leaves. Flair smiles.

"It's going to be a great night... I can just feel it... WHOOO!"

~

Rey Mysterio vs. Mikey Whipwreck

Little used Mikey Whipwreck puts on a good showing tonight against Mysterio. Whipwreck took advantage early in the match with some innovative cruiserweight moves, but Mysterio rallied back via his own set of moves to gain the win via a Flying Hurricanrana off the top rope.

Winner: Rey Mysterio via Pinfall

Match Rating: ***1/2

~

Curt Hennig vs. Alex Wright

Alex Wright did his heel thing, taunting the crowd, dancing a little bit to insult the majority at hand tonight in Atlanta. Hennig went to work, and you could see that trouble was on its way. Wright was sloppy throughout the match, botching several spots before the ref decided to call this one home. The TV Champ wins this non-title match via the Hennig-plex and the three count.

Winner: Curt Hennig via Pinfall

Match Rating: *

~

Mike Tenay is backstage with Lex Luger. Luger has apparently trimmed his hair down a bit. He's wearing a white shirt and a pair of dirty jeans while he's being interviewed by Tenay. Tenay asks him about last night, that after Sting had fought in Luger's behalf, how could he turn his back on Sting like that. Luger smirks, and answers.

"Sting and me, we've been up and down this road a long, long time. When I got destroyed in the ring, when I got demolished inside the ring by Raven and The Giant, where was Sting then? Where was Sting when I was being chokeslammed... when I was being hit with Evenflow after Evenflow. I tried to save Sting that night, and I paid the mighty price. Do you know that I could've thrown away my career just because I proved what a true friend I was?"

Tenay quickly retorts.

"But Lex, Sting was handcuffed to the ropes! He couldn't have possibly done anything to save you!"

Luger answers back.

"That's just an excuse. And that's all Sting's about. He's all about excuses. Where was Sting when I was in the hospital, doing rehab? Did I ever... did I ever get a visit from my so-called friend? Sure, while he's out here, playing to the crowd... showing what kind of a hero he is... I was in the hospital, in pain... day after day. But Sting, he never showed up. Sting... last night, you got what you deserved. I came out back then to help you... and it nearly cost me my career. This time, you're going to find out how YOUR career is going to end. And it's going to be oh so sweet when I finish you off, once and for all."

Luger leaves, obviously blinded by his anger and frustration.

~

The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow vs. Psycosis & La Parka

Psycosis and La Parka get decent enough crowd reaction. No, really, they did. La Parka went in with the chair, did his little dance with the chair, and then Bigelow and The Giant proceeded to open a large can of the proverbial whoop-ass on the luchas. Giant and Bigelow win the non-title match, easily.

Winner: The Giant & Bam Bam Bigelow via Pinfall

Match Rating: **

~

Ric Flair is sitting in his office, talking to Arn Anderson, when Booker T bursts in. Flair stands up.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Booker T then throws down a piece of paper on Flair's desk. He then stares Flair in the eye.

"With you in charge, I ain't ever going to get a fair shake. I'm through, sucka. I quit."

Booker T turns around and leaves. Flair is enraged. He starts shouting at Booker.

"You can't quit! You can't quit! You're fired!"

Flair re-composes himself, and he turns to Double A.

"Do you believe that? He quit!"

~

Returning from commercial break, Kevin Nash is inside the ring, ready for his match tonight. He then asks for a microphone from a stagehand. Nash paces around the ring and then starts talking.

"Last night I was under the very big impression that if Bret Hart won the World Title, I would get first dibs at it. As it turns out, you people got screwed out of your hard earned money. Bret Hart got screwed out of the World Title. And I got screwed out of a title shot. And I for one, am completely PISSED OFF!"

The fans cheer.

"Sure, it felt sooo good to plant Hogan with that chairshot. WHAM! Right on that bald noggin'. But it doesn't make up for that sinking feeling I have in my gut, knowing that I got sidetracked by Ric Flair and his boys. Big Sexy doesn't like that at all. What I do like, is the fact that good old Eric Bischoff has managed to pull out a magic trick from his little nWo hat, and I am now a participant in next week's Battle Royal! In fact I thi-"

The fans start cheering when Nash mentions the battle royal. Someone suddenly cuts Nash off. Juventud Guerrera walks out with a microphone.

"I think you should SHUT UP! I'm sick and tired of hearing all your whining about World Title this... World Title that.... have you any idea what it's like to fight in a non-televised match... on PAY PER VIEW!? Have you? So just shut up!"

"Well, well, well... little midget come to play? You want me to shut up? Why don' t you get in the ring, and make me."

~

Kevin Nash vs. Juventud Guerrera

Guerrera tried hard. Really. Nash completely annihilated him inside the ring to the delight of the crowd. Two JackKnife Powerbombs later, and we have a winner.

Winner: Kevin Nash via Pinfall

Match Rating: **

~

Back from commercial break. Korn's Freak On A Leash starts playing. Raven walks out, a smug expression on his face. The fans start booing. He makes his way into the ring. He whips out a microphone and this time stands in the middle of the ring.

"I told you people. I told you. I told each and every single one of you pathetic clowns that it was now MY time to shine. It's Raven's time! I beat Sting last night inside the STEEL CAGE! I beat him!"

The crowd starts booing.

"You know what? You can all boo if you want... you can all throw trash inside the ring... because after it is all set and done... one thing remains unchanged... I beat Sting inside a Steel Cage, and I have the battle-scars to prove it! Nothing, nothing will take away the fact that I defeated YOUR hero... that I humiliated YOUR hero... that I DESTROYED Sting!"

More boos.

"It is just the first step in my ascention... because the next step will be next week. By hook, or by crook, I will be part of that ten-man battle royal. I will finish as one of the top two superstars in the middle of the ring. I will WIN the World Title the following week on Nitro! Because it's MY TIME! It's RAVEN'S TIME TO SHINE! Nobody... Noone... NOTHING can stop me. I am RAVEN, and I AM your NEXT World Heavyweight Champion!!! Quote the Raven... NEVER MORE!"

Raven throws the mic down, and he raises his arms high while staring into the heavens. The crowd just goes off and completely jeers him off the ring.

~

Bret Hart vs. Kanyon

Kanyon is introduced first, he walks out to The Alliance's music, accompanied by nobody. The crowd gives him his typical heel heat. Apparently, he's got something to prove tonight. He waits for his opponent in the ring.

Bret Hart is out next and is received well by the crowd at hand. A big pop at the beggining of his entrance theme, and a continuous cheer as he makes his way down the aisle. Bret hands the shades off to a kid at ringside and steps into the ring.

The referee, Charles Robinson, goes through the basics, and we are off to start this match.

Collar and elbow tie-up ends up in a draw as both men release and staredown. Another collar and elbow tie-up also ends in a draw. Hart goes for a third attempt, but Kanyon quickly knees him in the gut. Kanyon spins Bret around and wraps his arms around the Hitman's arm. Bret counters with a hammerlock, but Kanyon reverses. Bret reverses into a wristlock, then Kanyon reverses it into a wristlock of his own! Kanyon hits an arm-drag! He stands up and waits for Bret to get up. Bret is stunned a bit, as Kanyon taunts him by wiping off sweat at the Hitman. The Hitman grins a bit, as if to say 'Oh, you want it that way huh?'

Both men stand up again. Bret goes for another collar and elbow, and gets it this time. He quickly goes into a side headlock. Kanyon tries to find a way out. He manages to shove Bret into the ropes. Bret bounces off the ropes and hits Kanyon with a shoulder, Kanyon goes down! Bret does the same taunt to Kanyon! The crowd cheers!

They measure each other up, another collar-and-elbow sees Kanyon go into a side-headlock of his own. He rolls over and turns it into a hammerlock. Bret reverses into another hammerlock. Kanyon finds a way out by pulling Bret's leg from under him, Bret goes down. Bret then kicks Kanyon off. Kanyon seems a bit agitated, but he remains composed and backs off. Bret slowly gets up.

Another collar and elbow sees Kanyon push Bret into a corner. He hits him with several punches, while the ref tried to break it up. Kanyon whips Bret into the opposite corner, Bret reverses, Kanyon reverses, and Bret smashes into the turnbuckle chest-first! What an impact! Kanyon used all that built-up momentum to drive Bret into the turnbuckle! Kanyon pulls the groggy Hitman up, and he hits a vertical suplex. He covers. And that's a two-count.

Kanyon grabs the Hitman, pulls him up, and then puts him into a side-headlock. He delivers a bulldog! Kanyon covers and gets a two. He covers again, again a two. And he covers one more time... and Hart still kicks out at two. Kanyon stands up, a bit frustrated and kicks Bret in the chest. He puts a couple more boots before he decides to go up the turnbuckle. He goes into the 2nd turnbuckle, waits for the Hitman to get up and launches a double-axehandle!

Bret avoids it, and hits a punch to Kanyon's gut! Kanyon doubles over! Bret hits a DDT! Bret covers, and he gets a two-count for his troubles. Bret grabs Kanyon's left leg, and he starts kicking the hamstring region. Kanyon writhes in pain as the Hitman continues the assault on his leg. Bret manages to put it into a grapevine, forcing Kanyon to crawl painfully to the other side of the ring and grab the ropes.

The Hitman lets go, and he picks Kanyon up. He does a double-leg takedown, but Kanyon is smart enough to realize that it's going to lead into a sharpshooter! Kanyon counters as he knees Bret in the face! Kanyon has Bret doubled over, and he places him between his legs! Kanyon puts Bret's arms into doulbe underhooks... and he hits a Butterfly Powerbomb! Kanyon covers, but the Hitman kicks out at two! Kanyon gingerly gets up, favoring his left leg. He pulls Bret up, but Bret counters with a kick to Kanyon's leg!

Kanyon reels back. Bret smells blood and he goes in for the kill! The fans start cheering as Bret grabs Kanyon and hits a side-russian legsweep! He pulls Kanyon up... throws him to the ropes and hits a backbreaker! Bret continues as he sets Kanyon up and nails a bulldog! Kanyon is down! Bret climbs the 2nd rope... he launches an elbow and connects! He covers... and only gets two! Bret signals for the Sharpshooter! He grabs Kanyon's legs... and sinks the move in! Kanyon is in PAIN! The ref quickly asks Kanyon if he gives up! Kanyon refuses! He slowly drags himself into the ropes... inch by inch... after what seemed like an eternity, Kanyon manages to grab on to the ropes! The ref tells Bret to let go... Bret lets go and thinks he's won the match! He raises his hands, but the ref pulls them back down and says 'no!' Bret, realizing that he hadn't won, goes back on Kanyon, sprawled on the floor. Bret bends over to pull him up, but Kanyon reverses into a small-package!

One...two...thre- NO! Bret kicks out! Kanyon and Bret get up, Bret unloads a fist... and Kanyon unloads a fist! Another exchange! Bret goes for another punch, but Kanyon ducks! He sets Bret up... it's the FLATLINER (Death Valley Driver)!!! Kanyon tries to hit the move, but Bret manages to wiggle out! Kanyon goes for a punch, Bret blocks it! Bret goes for a punch of his own, and Kanyon ducks! He spins Bret around, wraps his arms around the Hitman's waist and hits a GERMAN SUPLEX! Kanyon bridges for the pin... one...two...THREE!!! Kanyon pulls off a major upset! Bret kicks out too late, and he relaizes he has lost! The crowd starts booing. Kanyon has upset the Hitman in a great match! Kanyon can't believe it, he's exhausted, and he raises his hands while relishing this moment. Bret sits on the mat, realizing that he lost his shot at winning the World Title! The crowd completely boo Kanyon for winning, but they certainly enjoyed this one hell of a match!

The show goes into commercial break.

Winner: Kanyon via Pinfall

Match Rating: ****3/4

~

Coming back from commercial break, we have Eric Bischoff inside the middle of the ring. He's got a microphone.

"Last night, I told Tony Schiavone that something big was going to go down tonight. Last night I told everyone who watched Spring Stampede that Ric Flair's days are numbered as the President of WCW! Hang on to your hats, because tonight..."

He is cut off though, as Ric Flair shows up with a microphone of his own, and he starts talking while walking down the ramp.

"Hold on there Bischoff! Who the hell do you think you are? I'm the President of WCW, Bischoff! You're no longer in charge! I don't have to answer to you... nor do I have to answer to anybody!"

"Oh, Ric, I do believe you're going to have to answer to these people."

The NitroVision monitor then shows several men in suits sitting behind a large oak desk. The all-business looking man in the middle speaks. Bischoff smirks while Flair stands there with his mouth open.

"Good evening gentlemen. As you may know, I am Dr. Harvey Schiller. And I am the head of the board of trustees that runs most of Turner Enterprises for Mr. Turner... to elaborate specifically, as it concerns you, WE run World Championship Wrestling. I, myself, am an avid viewer of our flagship Monday Nitro program... and although I have seen terrific TV product from you, Mr. Flair, I can't help but feel that you are a bit prejudiced with regards to your actions as of late. It has created a hostile and unsafe working environment for your employees. Therefore, it has been the decision of the board, and specifically myself... that you are hereby relieved from your duties as WCW President."

Flair explodes.

"WHAT!? YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I'M THE NAITCHA BOY! I'M RIC FLAIR! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"

Bischoff grins, and then starts talking.

"Dr. Schiller, thank you... I will gladly resume my dut-"

He is cut off by Schiller.

"Oh, I am truly sorry Mr. Bischoff... but you have not been reinstated as WCW President. We remember the entire nWo fiasco that held WCW hostage for the past two years. That position has been filled by someone not involved in the in-ring product itself. We have, however, appointed a Commissioner to oversee all other aspects of WCW that the WCW President will not be handling."

Bischoff is puzzled.

"A Commissioner? But, who?"

"His tenure starts effective Monday next week. I'm sure you will all have enough time to get acquainted with him when he arrives. Have a good evening gentlemen."

The NitroVision turns off. Bischoff and Flair are left in the ring with incredulous faces. Schiavone says that this was a HUGE announcement and that Nitro next week will be BIG! The show fades with Bischoff and Flair perplexed and frustrated in the middle of the ring.

Nitro TV Rating: 6.85

RAW TV Rating: 7.29

Edited March 8, 2005 by wrestlingsuicide

[wrestlingsuicide]

Man, I've been reading this all night..

Around at least, 2 hours or so.. I'm very impressed with what you're doing, and I can't wait to read more of your diary..

Best WCW Diary that I ever saw, and I keep playing it out in my head, with every matches, storylines, the backstage drama..

Man, GREAT JOB! Can't wait for the next installation!

←

[kempay]

Wow! I wonder who will be the new WCW President, hopefully he'll be a tweener... Working with Bischoff, and Flair at the same time.. Man, that can only calm the tension between Flair & Bischoff.

I'm quite shocked that Kanyon won over Hart, quite shocked.. Wow.

But I hope Raven will win the Battle Royal, he is my favorite character in this diary, and I loved how he manhandled Sting at the PPV, and I hope he'll win the Battle Royal..

Poor Juvvie... :-P

And Booker T quits?! I wonder what's next! I have a feeling that he'll be back.

[Guest UmpireAJS]

Great stuff, you really swerved me with the Bret/Kanyon thing. As for the new Prez, I hope its not JJ DILLON!!!, however I can live with other guys, but I think it will by Rowdy Roddy Piper....