Post by Vincent Kennedy McMahon on Dec 15, 2013 9:57:34 GMT -6
Live! From The Manhattan Center in New York, New York!
12/16/93
The scene opens at the jam packed Manhattan Center. The camera scans the crowd, many of whom are holding signs for their favorite Superstars. We are then brought to Gorilla Monsoon and Bobby "The Brain" Heenan.
Gorilla Monsoon: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Monday Night Raw! I'm Gorilla Monsoon, alongside Bobby "The Brain" Heenan, and Christmas is just around the corner, and we are less than two weeks away from In Your House: Massacre on 34th St!
Bobby Heenan: That's right, Gorilla! Normally, I'm not into this phony baloney holiday cheer, but even I'm excited to see the World Wrestling Federation return to Pay-Per-View!
Gorilla Monsoon: We found out last week that at In Your House, a new WWF Champion will be crowned, and although we saw the return of The Mighty Hulkster, who defeated "Sycho" Sid, Vince McMahon has said that Hulk Hogan will not get a shot at the title!
Bobby Heenan: That's right! Hogan shouldn't even be showing his face around here, let alone demanding title shots!
Gorilla Monsoon: I don't think he exactly demanded...
Bobby Heenan: There are plenty of other WWF Superstars that would make a better champion than Hogan! Heck, even Steve Austin would make a better champion than Hogan!
Gorilla Monsoon: In any event, also at In Your House, "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels will go one-on-one with "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon, and it will be for the WWF Intercontinental Championship!
Bobby Heenan: Razor stuck his big oily nose in Shawn's business, and now Shawn's going to take care of business! Hey Razor! I hope you're prepared for the beating of your life! Shawn's gonna beat him so bad, Gorilla, there's going to be nothing left except a puddle of grease!
Gorilla Monsoon: It should be a good matchup, Brain!
Ted DiBiase's music rings through the arena, as Vince McMahon and "The Million Dollar Man" both step out from behind the Raw letters. They walk down the ramp to a chorus of boos.
Gorilla Monsoon: Well, just like last week, we get an unexpected visit from Mr. McMahon and President DiBiase. I wonder what they'll have to say this time.
Bobby Heenan: Why don't you shut up and listen, Gorilla?
They enter the ring, and Vince grabs a mic.
Vince McMahon: Last week, we saw what you people believe to be the return of Hulkamania. Well, let me tell you. You are mistaken.
The crowd boos even louder.
Vince McMahon: True, we may have seen the return of Hulk Hogan. But Hulkamania is dead! And I killed it!
At these words, the arena is a madhouse, seemingly on the verge of a riot.
Vince McMahon: Hulk Hogan will NEVER again be a star in this business! You see, what you people, and especially Hulk Hogan, fail to realize, is that I created Hulkamania! There is no Hulk Hogan without Vincent Kennedy McMahon! Hogan, this is the end of the line for you. No more title shots, no more high profile matches, no more endorsement deals. Now, we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way. The easy way... well, if you had any brains inside that bald shiny head of yours, you would come down to the ring and kiss my feet! And then leave the World Wrestling Federation forever!
The crowd goes ballistic, erupting in chants of "Hogan! Hogan! Hogan!" The volume in the arena is deafening, and Vince's face begins to contort in anger.
Vince McMahon: Shut up! SHUT UP!
"Real American" blares through the PA, sending the crowd into an uproar of cheers. Hogan storms out onto the ramp, stopping and cupping his hand to his ear, listening to the crowd. He has a mic in hand, and he raises it to his mouth.
Hulk Hogan: Let me tell you something, DUDE! You think without Vince McMahon, there would be no Hulkamania, well let me tell you... without Hulk Hogan, there would be no WWF, brother!
The fans roar to support Hogan's claim.
Hulk Hogan: When it comes right down to it, brother, this is a business, and I know you really don't want to see it fail twice, Vince!
Vince McMahon: You son of a...
Hulk Hogan: In less than two weeks, the WWF hits live Pay-Per-View, and there will be a new WWF Champion! You and I both know, without Hulk Hogan headlining, you're just wasting potential revenue, brother! We both know who the fans want to see as the WWF Champion!
The fans erupt in another round of chants of "Hogan! Hogan! Hogan!" Vince looks around, a look of disgust and bitterness on his face. He then focuses back on Hogan.
Vince McMahon: Hogan! Don't think I don't know EXACTLY what you're trying to do! You want to manipulate a title shot? Well, as you know, me and President DiBiase here have no problem with making more money, but who was our top guy when we went into bankruptcy? Huh?! You, Hulk Hogan! You couldn't save us then, what the hell makes you think you're gonna save us now?!
Hulk Hogan: Vince, I feel bad for you, brother! You must be living in your own little dream world, dude! Hulk Hogan is what kept you afloat for so long! I'm the reason you didn't belly up almost ten years ago! It sounds to me, dude, like you need to take a step back and take a look at yourself, brother! You're the one steering this ship, Vinny Mac!
Vince McMahon: How dare you! You want to be in this tournament?! Huh?! You're right! The fans do want to see Hulk Hogan as the champion, God knows why, and I am a business man. So how about this, Hogan? How about another match tonight? You think Sid was tough? Oh no, no, no, no, no. This time, I'm going to put you against somebody who can step toe-to-toe with the "great" Hulk Hogan! Somebody who has a victory over you already! Somebody... who you've never defeated! That's right! Tonight, you will go one-on-one... with The Ultimate Warrior!
The fans love what they hear, as the arena becomes deafening once more.
Vince McMahon: And I'll tell you what, Hogan. If you defeat The Ultimate Warrior tonight... if you prove you have some guts Hogan... well, then... I'll give the fans what they want. I'll give them a WWF Championship tournament that includes Hulk Hogan!
Although it doesn't seem possible, the crowd gets even louder.
Hulk Hogan: You got it, brother! Hulk Hogan will pass the Ultimate Challenge, and next week, I will advance to the finals and win the WWF Title at In Your House! Now, what you gonna do... when Hulkamania wins the WWF Championship, and runs wild on you?!
The scene fades to commercial
Gorilla Monsoon: We're back, folks. What a development! Hulk Hogan, facing off tonight against The Ultimate Warrior, and if Hogan wins, he will be in the World Wrestling Federation Championship tournament!
Bobby Heenan: It's a travesty, Gorilla! Hulk Hogan doesn't deserve anything! Vince McMahon is a business man, and he has to do what he has to do, but it's sickening that these fans idolize such a moron!
Gorilla Monsoon: That is certainly your opinion, Brain! Be that as it may, however, we still do not know who the other men will be in this tournament, which is set to start next week!
Bobby Heenan: I'm sure when Vince McMahon wants you to know, you will! You're just not in his inner circle like some other people.
Gorilla Monsoon: Are you trying to say you already know the participants?
Bobby Heenan: I'm not saying anything. My lips are sealed.
Gorilla Monsoon: Yeah, sure. At any rate, our next matchup will feature two new young rising stars, Brain... Diamond Dallas Page and Goldust.
Bobby Heenan: This Diamond Dallas Page guy seems like he may be alright, I haven't really seen enough of him yet. But, this Goldust character... I've already seen way more than enough! This guy creeps me out! And not in a good way! He's a freak!
Gorilla Monsoon: Alright, let's take it down to ringside.
Diamond Dallas Page vs. Goldust
(DDP's and Goldust's Debuts: Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: Diamond Dallas Page
We come back from commercial and are brought backstage to Todd Pettengill.
Todd Pentengill: My guest at this time, The British Bulldog, and first, I would like to say it's great to speak to you.
British Bulldog: Its a pleasure, Todd.
Todd Pentengill: Last week on Raw, you fought "The Bad Guy" in the squared circle, and you got a huge victory over Razor Ramon, but you had help from a giant unknown man, who many believe may have ties to "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels.
British Bulldog: First of all, I didn't ask for any help, but you see that's how Shawn Michaels operates, sneak attacks and cowardace. Shawn Michaels, I hate your guts and I hate your antics. Last week Razor and I were putting on a show until your big idiot came to the ring, just because you want to get the upper hand on Razor, I'm warning you Michaels, if he interferes in any more of my matches, you'll be the one who pays for it.
Todd Pentengill: So you believe this man is affiliated with Shawn Michaels?
British Bulldog: Without a doubt, Pettengill. This reeks of Shawn Michaels.
Todd Pettengill: Well, it seems many people would agree. Tonight however, you have another tough challenge in Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat. What's your strategy against "The Dragon?"
British Bulldog: I have a ton of respect for Ricky Steamboat, but I will go out there and win, and I will continue to climb the ladder here in the WWF, and when I do, I will get my first ever WWF Championship that has eluded me for all of these years.
The Bulldog walks out of the picture.
Todd Pentigill: Well, back to you, Gorilla!
Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat vs. The British Bulldog
(Ricky Steamboat's Return: Singles Match!)
Gorilla Monsoon: What an exciting match we have next for you, as it pits "The Dragon" Ricky Steamboat against The British Bulldog.
Bobby Heenan: I just hope he doesn't attract fleas into the arena. Where's my flea spray at?
Gorilla Monsoon: Fleas? Will you be serious, if you don't stop I'll knock you silly.
Bobby Heenan: You wouldn't hit a broadcast journalist, now would you?
Gorilla Monsoon: Broadcast... Oh please! Any who, last week The British Bulldog picked up a very important win over "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon, even though that giant came out and attacked Ramon.
Bobby Heenan: Yeah, a tainted victory.
Gorilla Monsoon: Lets go to our ring announcer, Howard Finkel.
Howard Finkel: This match is scheduled for one fall, first coming down the aisle, from Manchester, England, Davey Boy Smith, The British Bulldog.
"Rule Britannia" blares throughout the speakers in the arena, and Davey Boy parts the curtains and is greeted by a thunderous ovation by the fans in the arena. He walks down the ramp with a huge smile on his face, as he slaps the hands of fans near the ring. He climbs into the ring and awaits his challenger.
Howard Finkel: Now his opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii, Ricky, "The Dragon" Steamboat.
The music of "The Dragon" hits and he's also greeted by a huge reaction from the fans as well, as he makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands of fans too. He climbs in the ring and steps on the top rope, and the fans cheer again for "The Dragon." He climbs off the turnbuckle, and he walks up to The Bulldog. They shake hands as the ref rings the bell to signal the start of the match.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
They tie up in the middle of the ring and The Bulldog shows who has the power advantage, as he just shoves Steamboat to the mat. He flexes his muscles and the crowd pops, as Steamboat gets back to his feet. They lock up again, but this time it's "The Dragon" who gets the upper hand as he locks in a wrist lock and begins working on the right arm of The British Bulldog, as he begins wrenching on it. Steamboat keeps the advantage by whipping Davey Boy into the ropes, and he comes back with an arm drag, and then locks in arm bar to weaken the arm even more. Davey Boy is on the mat, as he begins pulling himself back up to his feet, and the power of Bulldog comes into play, as he just counters by throwing Steamboat into the corner. Bulldog begins driving his shoulders into the gut of"The Dragon." He does it twice, and then Steamboat slumps down into the corner. The Bulldog then begins stomping into the chest of Ricky. The ref steps in between Bulldog and tells him to back off, and The Bulldog gives the clean break. Bulldog walks towards Steamboat, but "The Dragon" surprises his opponent with chops to the chest that backs up Bulldog. Steamboat, building momentum as he's back up to his feet, charges at Bulldog and takes him down with a hip toss. Steamboat now goes to the top rope and waits till Bulldog get to his feet and leaps off the rope and hits a Diving Karate Chop, hitting the Bulldog right in the kisser, and it knocks the Bulldog down to the mat. Steamboat drops a chop into the throat of the Bulldog, and he points towards the turnbuckle again. The crowd pops, and he makes his way into the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle, begging for Bulldog to get to his feet, and he does. Steamboat flies and hits his patented Cross Body off the top and hooks onto the leg of The Bulldog.
"One! Two! Thr...No!"
Bulldog kicks out just in time with a strong kick out that sends "The Dragon" flying half way across the ring. Both men slowly get to their feet, and The Bulldog gets the upper hand as he begins throwing hard rights into the face of "The Dragon." He's gaining the advantage, as he lifts him up and hits a scoop slam. He makes his way towards the turnbuckle and begins climbing. He leaps and connects with a big body splash and Bulldog covers "The Dragon."
"One! Two! No!"
Ricky Steamboat still has a lot left in the tank, but that splash took a lot out of him, as The Bulldog bounces off the ropes and lands an elbow in the midsection of "The Dragon." He goes to lift him off the mat, but Steamboat surprises The Bulldog with a school boy, and looks for the victory.
"One! Two! Thre...No!"
Bulldog kicks out again. That took a lot out of "The Dragon," as Bulldog lifts Steamboat up in the air and nails his signature delayed vertical suplex. He then waits until Steamboat gets to his feet and he grabs him and lifts him onto his shoulders. He runs and plants him with his patented Running Powerslam. He goes for a cover.
"One! Two! Three!"
Howard Finkel: Here is your winner... the British Buuuuulldooooog!
As Bulldog's hand is raised by the referee, his music blares through the arena. Steamboat slowly gets up, shaking his head in disappointment. As Bulldog walks around the ring, "The Dragon" nods at him. Bulldog then heads to the back, as Steamboat does as well.
"The Texas Rattlesnake" Steve Austin vs. Bret "The Hitman" Hart
(Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: "The Texas Rattlesnake" Steve Austin
We fade back into the Manhattan Center, as camera pans over to Gorilla Monsoon and Bobby "The Brain" Heenan at ringside.
Gorilla Monsoon: Welcome back to Raw, folks! What a Raw so far, huh, Bobby?
Bobby Heenan: I'm ready to see some real Superstars, Gorilla! These... nobodies like Steve Austin and Diamond Dallas Page just aren't cutting it! And that... that sick gold freak... Gol... Goldust! He's just so... so... I don't even know what to call him!
Gorilla Monsoon: Well Bobby, we're about to get into some real action here tonight! Because coming up in just a few minutes, we've got "The Macho Man" going one on one with "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels!
Bobby Heenan: Now, that's what I'm talking about, Gorilla! Finally! We get to see some real talent in this ring! I'm telling you, Monsoon, Shawn Michaels is a force to be reckoned with! No one is going to keep that Intercontinental Championship out of his hands!
Gorilla Monsoon: Well folks, Todd Pettengill is tracking down Michaels backstage to get a word with him before his match. Let's go backstage to Pettengill now! Todd?
Raw cuts to a shot of Todd Pettengill standing in the backstage hallway. The door behind him has a plaque on it that reads, "'Heartbreak Kid' Shawn Michaels."
Todd Pettengill: That's right, Gorilla! I'm here backstage, and from the sound of it, Shawn Michaels is inside his locker room. Let's take a look inside.
Pettengill slowly pushes the door open, as the camera peers into the room over his shoulder. Michaels is seen talking to someone, but whatever he is saying is inaudible. Todd's hand slips off the door, and Shawn hears it! He snaps his head around, as he spots Todd and the camera through the crack! Shawn slams the door shut, as Todd jumps in fear. Shawn then slings the door open, slamming it shut behind him.
Shawn Michaels: Woah, woah, woah! What do you think you're doing, you little pervert?!? You think you can just barge into "The Heartbreak Kid's" dressing room? Huh? Do you?
Shawn pokes Pettengill in the chest, as he begins to cower back in even more fear.
Shawn Michaels: If you want a word with the sexiest man alive, then you knock! Got it?! Now... what is it... Todd?
Todd swallows a lump in his throat, as he finally speaks up.
Todd Pettengill: Shawn, I just wanted a quick word with you before your match with "The Macho Man."
Shawn Michaels: Alright, chump! Spit it out! And make it quick!
Todd Pettengill: Shawn, last week the world looked on as Razor Ramon was attacked in the ring by a massive man. No one in the World Wrestling Federation seems to know who this man is. And we know you wouldn't answer "Mean" Gene on Weekly Watch, but... you've got to know something, Shawn.
Shawn smiles, as he thinks for a moment.
Shawn Michaels: Todd... I'll tell you the exact same thing I told that dirt bag "Mean" Gene Okerlund. I can't say if I do... I can't say if I don't. If people think I have something to do with that... "Diesel Truck" that hit Razor... then let them think that. I'll just say this. "The Heartbreak Kid" went to his Insurance Agent last week. And let's just say... I got Full Coverage, Todd! The Intercontinental Championship... is as good as mine.
Todd Pettengill: So you do know who he is, Sha-
A hand covered in a black glove covers the camera lense, as it it yanked out of the camera man's hand.
Todd Pettengill: You can't do that! Who do you think you are?!? You can't jus-
As the camera is pointed down at the ground, Shawn speaks again.
Shawn Michaels: No more questions, Todd. This interview... is over!
The camera is dropped, as Shawn's white boots are seen walking down the hallway. A moment later a massive set of black boots steps over the camera and down the hall...
Shawn Michaels vs. "The Macho Man" Randy Savage
(Singles Match!)
Winner by Pinfall: Shawn Michaels
We're brought backstage, once again, to Todd Pettengill, who is standing by with Razor Ramon.
Todd Pettengill: Alright, Razor Ramon, tonight you are set to face The Undertaker, which is challenging enough, but you must have a lot on your mind after the attack last week by the unknown giant, which may have cost you your match. How do you stay focused on such a difficult opponent?
Razor Ramon: First of all, chico, let me just address this little "situation." Hey, big man! Whatever your name is! You want to interfere in "The Bad Guy's" match? Huh? Well, you better not try to show your face again, chico, because fool me once, shame on you, but fool me twice, shame on me. This time, I'll be ready, and you won't be so lucky. Now, Shawn Michaels... everyone knows this is your guy. Everyone knows you're scared, chico. You want to talk about an "Insurance Policy?" I don't need an insurance policy, at In Your House, I'm gonna smack that cocky look off of your face, and take what you hold dear, and that's the WWF Intercontinental Championship!
Todd Pettengill: Very well, Razor, but what about "The Deadman?"
Razor Ramon: Undertaker, I have respect for you. But tonight, you're going one-on-one with "The Bad Guy." You may be a tough opponent, but when it's all said and done, you will be feeling the Razor's Edge, and I will be standing victorious, just like I will be on December 29th.
Razor storms off set.
Todd Pettengill: Alright, back to you, Gorilla!
Razor Ramon vs. The Undertaker
(Singles Match!)
The ref goes down. Both men are down, and The Undertaker sits up. Razor beings to get up, and both men get to their feet simultaneously. Undertaker turns, and Razor drives him with a clothesline, sending him over the top rope to the floor, but he lands on his feet. Razor turns around and ducks a swing.
Gorilla Monsoon: It's that giant man again, Brain!
Bobby Heenan: This should be great!
Razor begins to lay rights into the unknown man, forcing him into the ropes. Razor takes a few steps back, and then charges, but is met with a big boot. The man picks Razor up, and throws his head between his legs. With a pump of his fist, he hoists him up and drops him down with a Power Bomb. He makes to exit the ring, getting one leg over the top rope, but then pauses, and looks back at Razor, who is lying motionless in the ring. On the opposite side of the ring, The Undertaker stands looking on, Paul Bearer whispering in his ear, raising the urn up to him. The man decides to re-enter the ring, and lifts Razor up. He tosses him to the outside and follows, picking him up again, and immediately heading for the announce table.
Bobby Heenan: Uh oh! I'm getting out of here!
Gorilla Monsoon: I think I'll join you Brain! Look out!
The man drives Razor's head into the table, and he drops to the floor. He clears the table off, throwing the monitors and papers aside, and throws Razor on top. He climbs up with him. Power Bomb! Through the table! The ref begins to stir. The unknown man begins walking away and around the opposite side of the ring as The Undertaker. At the same time, Paul Bearer whispers again in The Undertaker's ear, and raises the urn high over his head. Undertaker climbs up onto the apron, and enters the ring. The ref gets to his feet, and spots Razor on the outside, laying unconscious. He begins to count him out.
"One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten!"
Winner by Simulation: The Undertaker
Gorilla Monsoon: I think Razor Ramon is broken in half! Somebody get some paramedics!
Bobby Heenan: Hey Razor! Can you hear me? Razor! You better get used to laying on your back, because this isn't nearly as bad as Shawn Michaels is going to beat you!
Gorilla Monsoon: Get away from him, Bobby!
The unknown giant reaches the ramp, and begins to walk up. At this moment, Shawn Michaels emerges from behind the Raw letters, standing at the top of the stage, a giant smile on his face. The man stops dead in his tracks, and looks up at Shawn. He stares at him for a few seconds, before returning a smile of his own. Shawn prances out of sight, back behind the letters where he came, and the giant man begins walking up the ramp again. The camera shows Razor beginning to stir as we fade to commercial.
Main Event:
The Ultimate Warrior vs. Hulk Hogan
(Hogan's Shot At The WWF Championship Tournament: Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: Hulk Hogan
Hogan celebrates in the ring, along with his fans. Vince McMahon comes out from behind the Raw letters clapping, Ted DiBiase following behind him. They both stop on top of the stage, still clapping. Then, Vince raises a mic to his mouth.
Vince McMahon: Very good, Hogan! I was hoping you would win. You're right... I am greedy! And I want to cash in at In Your House: Massacre on 34th Street! Our Pay-Per-View audience will be at an all time high with the almighty Hulk Hogan headlining! So don't screw up, Hogan... we need you to get into the finals! Of course, once that moment comes, I promise I will do everything in my power to make sure you don't win that match. I meant it when I said you would never be WWF Champion again! However, as I have stated, I am a business man, and I will give the fans what they want. So the other three men will be who I believe to be the most marketable, and most popular Superstars, that can help me cash in! So, after careful consideration the other three participants in the World Wrestling Federation Championship tournament are... The Ultimate Warrior, "The Macho Man" Randy Savage, and The Undertaker!
Hogan looks on, nodding as he takes in the challenge ahead, soaking in Vince's promise.
Gorilla Monsoon: Wow! This is going to be a tournament for the ages, Brain!
Bobby Heenan: Can he pick them, or can he pick them? The man's a genious! I can't wait for the Pay-Per-View, and I'm sure our audience can't either!
Gorilla Monsoon: Indeed, Brain! Remember to join us, folks, Sunday December 29th, live on Pay-Per-View! Goodnight folks!
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