We're taken backstage immediately. Fit Finlay is standing there. Well gee, *this* is exciting. Ah wait a minute, here comes Jeff and the tag champs.
Jarrett : 'Hey Finlay!'
Fit looks up, a glint of suspicion in his eye.
Finlay : 'Jarrett? What do you want?'
Jarrett
: '[Smiling] Just thought we needed to have a little talk.
Man on man. You see-'
Finlay
: 'Man on man? Then why'd you bring your little girls here
with ya?'
Holly : 'Hey shut the hell-'
Jarrett
: 'Hold it Bob. Fit my man, we have a proposition here for
ya. Now I been watching you over the past two and a half
months since you showed up here. And I know you're one of
the toughest men here in the WWF.'
Finlay : 'You better believe that's right.'
Jarrett
: 'Yeah. I mean, your background... You grew up in Scotland
right, man that's tough-'
Finlay : 'Ireland.'
Jarrett
: 'Yeah whatever. The bottom line is this : You see this
title belt? [ holds up world title ] This equals money. A
lot of money. And I know that money can be exchanged
for certain... services.'
Finlay : 'Now wait just a minute, I don't go for any of th-'
Jarrett sighs.
Jarrett
: 'For crying out loud, would you shut up and listen? What
I'm talking about is- Hey, get that goddamn camera outta
here!'
Oops, busted!
{Opening Credits}
'Do you smell what The Rock is cooking?'
We're in the arena, and we're live here in Anaheim! Two championships on the line tonight, as the man who's making his way to the ring right now takes on Goldust, and Mabel defends his newly won European Championship against The British Bulldog! Plus Harlem Heat take on the New Age Outlaws, the Cruiserweight title will be on the line, and a whole lot more. But we're gonna kick things off with tonight's Intercontinental Title Challenger, The Rock!
Rock : '*Finally*, The Rock has come back to Anaheim!'
Rock
: 'Now tonight, California, if you could raise your IQ into
double digits for just a few short seconds, and open your
eyes towards The Rock... Then everything's gonna be
copacetic. Now spread your ears wide, because the Rock
has something to say... and it goes a little bit like
this : Goldust? You trailer park jabronie, you came out to
the ring, you took The Rock's intercontinental- No wait,
you *stole* The Rock's Intercontinental title, but after
tonight, that's all gonna be okay. Because tonight, right
here in the airhead capital of North America, The Rock is
gonna take his title back, and then The Rock is gonna boot
your fat ass right out of the arena! It's gonna become the
Million Dollar-'
Owen Hart appears out of the curtains.
Rock
: 'Owen Hart? What the *crap* are you doing here, on the Rock's
time?'
Hart
: 'I've got a few things to say, and I'm gonna say 'em, right
here, right now. First of all Rock, two weeks ago, I put you
in the Sharpshooter, and you tapped straight out. Add in
what happened at In Your House, it's fair to say that there's
only one man here who deserves a title shot, and you're
*looking* at him! '
Rock
: '[ Pause ] Well, The Rock just contemplated
that for a second,
and it seems like it's pretty clear that Owen Hart is
proposing a three way dance, for the Million Dollar Title.'
Hart
: 'There's gonna be no dancing, just me kicking the crap out of
you and-'
Goldust appears on the Titantron. You remember all those times when Goldust would appear naked, wearing nothing but a title belt? Well, here it is.
Goldust
: 'Don't worry boys. There's more than enough
of...
oooh... Goldust... to go around. And besides... I've never
had a problem taking two men on at once... One thing's
for certain, you will *never* forget the name of...
oooh... Goldust! '
We return to a shot of the ring, and it appears that Hart has already left his position in the aisle, but the Rock is still in the ring as Goldust's music [ which is great by the way ] starts to play.
Rock
: 'No no no NO! Cut the damn music. That ain't the Rock's
music, cut it. Goldust? The Rock is gonna stick the Rock's
foot in your ass, spin it around, and then he's gonna punt
your ass straight back to Candyland, if ya smell what The
Rock is cookin'! '
Now we get the Rock's theme, and that little interview segment is over. So I guess we have a triangle match tonight huh? Lawler and Ross [ no Shawn tonight ] muse over the match, then we cut to repeat footage of Chris Benoit's interview, this past Thursday night.
Benoit
: 'In the past month, I've suffered a lot of pain... a lot
of torment. Both physical... and mental. But one thing
that's become clear. Chris Benoit will never be the same.
The World Wrestling Federation will never the same. It will
never be the same, and no-one will ever be the same. Fit
Finlay and Stevie Ray tonight... But Dustin, this is
especially a warning to you. You won't have that belt for
long, and you won't have the ability to walk for long. The
wrath, and the re-irising of the Crippler begins.'
Will Goldust have to deal with *more* than two men tonight? Back live, and we see Alan Stone in the ring. He gives a salute to some guy with an 'Alan Stone Cult' sign in the crowd, then we hear the call that workrate freaks have been dreading.
'Hoooooo! '
'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan heads to the ring, 2x4 in hand, ready for his WWF debut!
Jim Duggan vs Alan Stone
And that sneaky, rotten son of a bitch Stone nails him before the bell. Stone takes him into the corner, and lets 'ol Hacksaw have it with a series of chops and right hands. But Duggan starts hammering right back! Hooo! More alledged punches from Duggan, then Stone gets put on the canvas with a bodyslam. Hooo! Hacksaw goes right for the Old Glory Kneedrop, but Stone rolls to the side and Duggan goes to the canvas. Elbowdrop from Stone. First cover of the match gets a two count, and he then backs him to the corner again and hits another succession of right hands.
More punches from Stone, then he whips Duggan into the opposite corner hard. Avalanche clothesline is hit. A whip into the other corner, but this time Duggan raises his foot and boots Alan in the face! Hoooo! Stone staggers backwards, and Duggan charges in with the sloppiest clothesline I've ever seen in my life. Stone's down, and Hacksaw comes off the ropes with Old Glory to end it.
Jim
Duggan pinned Alan Stone with the Old Glory in 0:01:54.
Rating:
-** 1/2
It
only lasted two minutes, and yet it was still bad enough to garner a minus
2 1/2 rating? That's pretty bad folks. We've gone way too long without
a commercial break though, we'll be right back.
Now back on Thunder, Harlem Heat and The New Age Outlaws had a bit of a brawl with the WWF Tag Champs. Seems both teams consider themselves number 1 contenders to the titles. Up next, those two teams are gonna go at it!
'Yes Yes Yes... No No No...'
Harlem Heat hit the ring, Booker T fresh off attacking Hunter Hearst Helmsley with a chair on Thursday night. Quite a busy night for Booker on Thunder, despite not actually wrestling.
'Oh You Didn't Know?'
No catchphrases or intro's, the Outlaws charge down to ringside, and this match is on!
Harlem Heat vs The New Age Outlaws
They charge into the ring, Gunn going after Booker, and Jammes attacking Stevie. Ray and the Roadog quickly spill to the floor, and the bell rings with Booker and Gunn going at it. Gunn gives Booker an atomic drop, as the partners get seperated on the floor and retreat quietly to the apron. Gunn then goes to whip T into the ropes but it gets reversed, and Booker ends up clocking him with a clothesline!
Booker pulls Billy to his feet, nails him with an elbowsmash, then goes up top. He hits a flying forearm, and makes an early cover for two. It's pretty clear that the Outlaws are the crowd favourites here. Booker then gets himself two more two counts in the space of thirty seconds, first with a fistdrop then a scissor kick. Gunn looks in trouble, and Booker whips him into the buckle and charges in shoulderfirst, catching Gunn on the side of the head. Another cross corner whip is attempted, but this time Gunn reverses! Booker hits the buckle head first, allowing Gunn to make the tag!
Jammes comes in a house afire, going straight after Booker in the corner and repeatedly fisting him in the face. Cross corner whip leads to a clothesline, putting Booker on the canvas. Boogie woogie elbowdrop from Jammes gets a one count. Jesse pulls his taller opponent to his feet and goes to dish out some more of those right hand jabs, but Booker goes and hits him down low. Jammes falls to the mat, and now Stevie Ray gets his first legal participation in this match.
And how! He immediately grabs Jammes, and gorilla press slams him! Double J hits the canvas hard again, and Stevie goes straight for the cover, nothing more than a two count. Ray then goes and does what he does best, kill time with crappy restholds. Reverse chinlock, armbar, he knows them all. During an enthralling sleeper hold sequence, Jammes finally starts to show some life, eventually breaking said hold with a jawbreaker. Both men are now down, and the race to tag is on. Stevie wins... but not by enough!
Booker enters, and gets met with a dropkick from Gunn! BA sends him for the ride, then takes him down with a huge backdrop. Legdrop off the ropes, and Stevie breaks the cover at two. Jammes then returns to the ring, and Katie bar the door, we've got a four man brawl! Somehow, somewhere the referee gets bumped, and the kids are unsupervised.
Gunn and Stevie end up going over the top with a double clothesline, and it's just Jammes and Booker in the ring. Booker gets the better of the Roadog, and goes up top and nails the Missile Dropkick spot on! Jammes is out, and Booker makes the cover but... no ref. Booker gets up to try and wake him, when Triple-H hits the ring! Hunter with a forearm to the back, and he then nails him with the Pedigree! Booker's out cold, and Helmsley rolls Jammes on top. The referee eventually awakes as Stevie and Gunn continue to go at it outside.
The
New Age Outlaws defeated Harlem Heat in 0:06:44.
Rating:
-* 1/2
After sending Stevie headfirst into the guardrail, Gunn looks up and sees Triple-H at ringside. Gunn, after seeing the ref help Jammes to his feet and raise his arm in victory, goes over to Hunter and spins him round to face him. Hmmm, from the sign language, it looks like Helmsley wants to get back together with the Outlaws. Gunn smiles and nods... then floors Hunter with a hard left hand shot!
Gunn gets joined by Jammes on the outside, as Stevie is currently helping Booker to his feet. We hear Stevie mutter something about getting Triple-H, but cut to commercials before anything can come of it.
Well, not *straight* to commercials. We go backstage to see Fit Finlay prowling the halls. He's looking for Steve Austin. He asks a couple of backstage officials, who all don't know. Neither does another man asked-
Finlay : 'You seen Austin?'
Michaels : 'No I haven't. You're wanting to see him?'
Finlay : 'You see him, you tell him Fit Finlay's looking for him.'
Finlay walks off.
Michaels
: 'Hmmm...'
We're back to see Steve Austin arrive at the arena in his truck. Before anything interesting can happen outside, we cut back to the arena as-
2001 Space Oddysey? Whoo!
- as Jeff Jarrett and the New Midnight Express hit the ring. Jarrett gets right into it.
Jarrett
: 'Last week, right here on Raw... 'StoneCold' Steve Austin
made a fool out of Jeff Jarrett. And Steve? I ain't gonna
forget it. You ain't even gonna make it to Summerslam,
I've enlisted a bit of help, and-'
The Titantron shows footage of Fit Finlay laid out in the back.
Jarrett : 'What the hell?'
'Kee-rash'
Austin heads to the ring.
Jarrett : 'What the hell is this? What the hell happened to Finlay?'
Austin gets tossed a microphone.
Austin
: 'How's it going Jeff? I just got here, heard
you talking
about me making a fool outta ya, hell, I'm tempted to do it
again tonight.'
Jarrett
: 'Funny Austin. You may have gotten past
Finlay tonight, but
you ain't-'
Austin : 'Finlay?'
Jarrett
: '[ Pause ] Fine, play games Steve. If you think you're so
goddamn big, so goddamn in control, you'll step into the
ring against me, right here tonight! '
Austin
: 'Wait a minute... You're challenging *me*?
You've been
ducking me for months, and now *you're* challenging *me*?'
Jarrett
: 'Like I said, if you think you're so goddamn
big, so
goddamn in control, you'll step into the ring against me,
*and* the New Midnight Express, right here tonight! '
Austin
: 'You're a crazy son of a bitch, you know
that? I'll take
you up on the offer, and I'll beat the crap outta your
ass, just like I will at Summerslam, and that's the bottom
line! '
'Kee-rash'
Well, that was pretty short and sweet. Austin leaves, and Jarrett and the NME talk between themselves for awhile then leave too. So have we got a three on 1 handicap match to look forward too? Remember, still to come tonight, three titles on the line! 'The British Bulldog' Davey Boy Smith had these comments to make earlier.
Smith
: 'The Bulldog is back, and right here tonight on WWF Raw,
I'm gonna get me the European title, that's rightfully mine.
Mabel never deserved his title shot, but, just like Owen's
gonna get his hands on gold tonight, I'm gonna take
advantage of *my* shot. It's a night for revenge here in
the WWF, and Mabel's gonna feel the bite... of the Bulldog! '
Back to the arena, and Devon Storm's making his way to the ring, cruiserweight title around his waist. That title's gonna be on the line next, and-
Sid's coming down the aisle. Storm, now in the ring, looks around puzzled. Sid storms in, and nails the champ with a boot to the face, then orders the bell to be rung.
{ Cruiserweight Champion } Devon Storm vs Sid
What the hell is this? Sid destroys Storm, and pins him after a Powerbomb.
Sid
pinned Devon Storm with the Power Bomb in 0:00:56.
Rating:
-* 1/2
Sid picks Devon up and tosses him to the floor, and demands to be handed a microphone. Before he can though-
'It's time... It's time... It's... Vader... Time! '
The
Rocky Mountain Beast hits the ring, as Sid beckons him foreward. We get
a big staredown between the two giants, then cut to an inconviniently timed
ad break.
And now we can cut to what took place during the commercials. Seems like Sid let Vader get the better of him. One powerbomb later, it's Sid who ended up on his back. Cutting back live, we can see Sid trashing the hell out of his dressing room, turning over tables and shit. He ain't a happy camper.
Backstage Fit Finlay's on his feet, and getting chewed out by Jarrett.
Jarrett
: 'How'd you let Austin get past you? Did
I not pay you
enough? Shit man, I thought you were some kinda badass.'
Finlay
: 'What? I haven't even *seen* Austin, but to hell with that.
I didn't think I had to contend with Shawn Michaels'
Superkick.'
Jarrett : 'What?! '
Well, one title match was rudely interrupted, hopefully this one won't be.
'Ahahaha... Money, Money, Money, Money...'
{European Champion} Mabel vs Davey Boy Smith
It was just one week ago that Mabel won the European title, ending the three month reign of Adam Bomb with assistance from Marc Mero. We get shown, for about the tenth time, clips from In Your House as both men stare each other down here tonight. We return to live action, though it seems we're watching IYH clips again, as we have the exact same start. To qoute:
'Lockup, and nothing, as both men stand tall. Bulldog then steps back and runs into Mabel with a clothesline, but Mabel doesn't move an inch. Smith with a dropkick, but Mabel waves it off. Mabel grins as the Bulldog stands and wonders how he's gonna get the big man down.' Mabel breaks the stalemate by simply booting Smith in the chest, and then keeps the high tempo action going by tossing the Bulldog over the top rope. Smith slowly gets to his feet on the outside, as Mabel grins an evil, evil grin.
When Smith returns, it's the champion who keeps control, nailing Davey Boy with punch after punch. Out of nowhere, Smith manages to hook on a sleeper, but Mabel jumps backwards, squashing the Bulldog. Cover for two, though that can't have done the Bulldog, who's already hurting, much good. Stomps from the big man, and an elbowdrop gets another two count. You know, Mabel doesn't really know many moves does he? He allows Smith to slowly get back up to his feet, then ends up powerslamming him back down. Another two count.
Mabel goes for the sleeper, and the Bulldog is rapidly losing consciousness. Not *that* rapidly though, as we find ourselves watching this enthralling sleeper hold for over a minute. This is pretty much a Mabel squash match here. Finally Smith starts to show some life, trying to pry those big arms off of his face. He gets up to one knee, then starts to bite the arm of Mabel! The champion shouts in pain and let's go of the hold, and... ew, he just bit Mabel!
Is Davey Boy hulking up? He sure seems fired up, in a lightning quick turn about in his physical fitness. Mabel staggered back, and is nursing his arm as Smith goes up to him and rakes the big man's eyes. Bulldog now comes off the ropes, Mabel goes down after a clothesline! But what's this? Pierre Oulette runs down to ringside! As Smith turns his attentions away from Mabel, Pierre grabs the European title belt.
Now the Bulldog leaves the ring to go after Oulette, and the referee follows. As Smith advances, Pierre tosses the belt into the ring. Mabel picks it up, and stands waiting for Davey Boy to return to the squared circle. Before he does though, Owen Hart runs down the aisle and into the ring! Hart taps Mabel on the shoulder, the champ turns round, and has the belt snatched out of his grasp. One hard shot with the European title later, and Mabel is out cold.
Quite how the referee didn't see/hear that, I'm not quite sure. But he didn't, and as Owen leaves the ring to get Pierre, Hebner returns to it, along with Davey Boy. Smith looks puzzled, then goes straight for the cover-
1...
2...
3
Davey
Boy Smith pinned Mabel in 0:05:10.
Rating:
-1/4*
(Davey
Boy Smith won the WWF European Title.)
Smith seems a bit confused, but then gets handed the belt by Owen, who'd dispatched of Oulette, and a smile soon hits his face. We've got a new European Champion folks, for the second time in a week!
Let's go backstage. Jarrett's standing with the N.M.E.
Jarrett
: 'Bart, Bob, Finlay screwed up, and tonight we're gonna
have to pick up the ball, but that ain't important right
now. Seems like I gotta deal with Shawn Michaels again.
Boys, you go find Michaels, and you lay... him... out. You
hear me? Get to it.'
We're back to see the N.M.E. prowling the backstage area. Bob trips up on something, and Bart shouts at him. I guess that was supposed to be humourous. Next!
'Do You Smell What The Rock Is Cookin'?'
The former WWF Intercontinental Champion hits the ring, followed not long after by Owen Hart, who in turn is followed by... oooh... Goldust. This can only mean one thing!
{Intercontinental Champion} Goldust vs The Rock vs Owen Hart
It's noted by Ross that this match will be conducted under 'Sudden Death' rules, aka first man to get a pinfall gets the title. Everyone in the ring at the same time, and- Yay gods, is that the time? We're gonna be running well over again tonight, another dose of crappy time management by Mr. Kelsall.
Well, it's *meant* to be everyone in the ring at the same time, but Goldust shows a big reluctance to getting invovled. He slips to the floor right after the opening bell, leaving Hart and Rock on their own. You know, that's kinda stupid, since Goldust could end up losing the belt without getting beat, but what do I know? Anyway, Owen and Maivia lock it up, and Hart soon has the former champ reeling with a succession of chops. Rocky gets taken and rammed head first into the turnbuckle a few times, then Hart executes a piledriver! A cover is attempted, but Goldust gets involved for the first time, pulling Maivia out of the ring at the crucial point.
Rock
shoves Goldust away from him as he regains his senses, and then has the
presence of mind to dodge the incoming Owen Hart, who attempted a tope
to the floor! Maivia now seems okay, and after pausing to check on the
whereabouts of Goldust, who's now on the other side of the ringarea, rolls
Owen back into the ring. Maivia mis-judged how hurt Hart was thouhg, and
Owen meets him with a right hand as soon as Rocky re-enters himself. Owen
sends Maivia for the ride, then brings him down with an armdrag on the
return. He locks on an armbar, but Rocky is quickly back to his feet, and
he yanks Hart to the canvas by his hair.
Owen
quickly gets back up, but Maivia grabs him in position for the Rock Bottom...
and hits it!
1...
2...
Goldust pulls Owen out of the ring! Showing that this wasn't a sign of friendship, Dustin then shoves Hart down to the floor, as Rocky decides that enough's enough in terms of Goldust's cowardly involvement in this contest. He leaves the ring, and starts taking it to the champ. Goldust hits the guardrail, the steps, the announcers table, *everything*, and the two men end up brawling at the top of the aisle. Hart meanwhile has recovered from the Rock Bottom, and he climbs onto the apron, up to the top turnbuckle, and nails both men with a flying clothesline to the floor!
Hart, who's undoubtedly the crowd favourite in this one, takes a second to bask in the cheers, then grabs Goldust and drags him into the ring. The Rock took the worst of the blow, and he takes his time getting to his feet as Owen starts taking it to the champion, back in the squared circle. Hart whips Dustin into the ropes, stops him with a right hand, then floors him with an enzirguiri! Cover-
1...
And Goldust kicks out almost immediately. Owen picks him up, slams him, then goes to the top rope. Flying elbowdrop! This time it gets a two count, but still not enough to win the title. Back in the aisle, Rocky seems content to just watch on at this point. Hart goes for the Sharpshooter! And now Maivia decides he *will* get involved again, preventing the lethal submission hold from being applied. It's prevented via a hard lariat from the Rock, sending Owen to the canvas. Goldust gets rolled out of the ring, as Rocky prepares for the Million Dollar Elbow! Executed!
1...
2...
Hart gets his shoulder up! Looking decidedly pissed off, Rocky pulls Hart to his feet, and gets hit with a low blow! Maivia falls to the mat in pain, and Owen then goes for the Sharpshooter on Rocky! Owen locks it on, but it's quickly broken, this time by Goldust, returning to the ring. Dustin whips Hart into the corner, then charges in with the 'Shattered Dreams' kick to the groin! Hart doubles over and falls to the mat, as Maivia sneaks up behind the champ, and lowblows Goldust! Ballshots galore!
All three men on down, and the ref begins a... triple countdown? It doesn't get too far before everybody gets to their feet simultaneously, and Rocky charges to hit a clothesline. Goldust ducks, Owen ducks, but poor Mike Chiota didn't see the damn thing coming, Ladies and gentlemen, we have a ref bump. Rock turns back towards Hart and gets met with a superkick, sending him to the floor! Owen knocks Goldust down with a dropkick, then decides to go and retrieve Maivia. Goldust is left in the ring on his own-
As Chris Benoit runs down the aisle! Into the ring he goes, grabs hold of Goldust, and DDT's him! Dustin is out cold, and Benoit retreats as quickly as he appeared. Hart rolls Maivia back into the ring, and goes for the Sharpshooter once again! The referee starts to stir, and- Hey Owen, Goldust is out cold, wouldn't it be better to cover him? Regardless, Hart gets the hold locked on, as the referee gets up to one knee.
Rocky is screaming in pain, but finds the strength to start inching his way towards the rop- No wait, he's inching his way towards the laid out Goldust! Owen applies more pressure on the the Sharpshooter, but Maivia's getting closer to his target. Eventually, fighting immense pain, Rocky drapes his arm over Dustin, while still in the Sharpshooter! The referee's still groggy, and he sees the cover, and makes a three count!
The bell rings, and Hart releases the hold, jumping to his feet. He raises his arms above his head in victory, but his expression quickly turns to one of disbelief when the verdict is announced.
Triangle
Match:
Rocky
Maivia defeated Owen Hart and Goldust when Maivia pinned Goldust in 0:08:05.
Rating:
**
(Rocky
Maivia won the WWF Intercontinental Title.)
Owen pulls the ref back to a full standing position, and expresses his dissatisfaction with this decision. Apparently, he heard Rock scream 'I quit'. Hart soon leaves without causing too much of a scene, and folks, we've got our second new champion of the night. Your 2 time Intercontinental Champion : The Rock! We'll be back.
Backstage, The New Midnight Express come across a door marked 'HBK'.
Bart
: 'Why's he get his own dressing room when he ain't even
wrestling or-'
The Outlaws hit the scene, attacking the Express from behind! Pulling the tag belts from around the NME's waists, Jammes and Billy proceed to knock the champs flat out, leaving them lying on the ground. The NAO walk off, as Michaels' dressing room door opens. A look of surprise hits Shawn's face as he sees the World Tag Champs unconscious outside his room.
Michaels : 'Hey guys. What's up?'
We're running over our alloted time here. Back to ringside.
'Kee-rash'
Austin hits the ring, but as soon as he gets there, the Titantron cuts backstage. Jarrett's with the Express, struggling to get them to their feet.
Jarrett
: 'Come on guys. Shit, I can't take Austin on by myself,
not tonight.'
Back to the ring, and... Austin's not there. Apparently he's gone after Jarrett. Ah yes, there he is. We follow Austin backstage as he tries to locate the world champ. He finds him quick enough, and after bashing Jarrett's head into a wall, he drags him back towards ringside.
Austin
: 'Jeff, you signed a damn contract to face
'StoneCold'
Steve Austin, and come hell or high water, you're gonna
face 'StoneCold' Steve Austin! '
Austin leads him by the hair through the curtains, then shoves him down to the concrete of the aisle leading to the ring. Hey, watch out for the Irishman! Finlay, obviously still wanting to earn his *money*, nails Austin from behind with a chair, and StoneCold joins Jarrett on the concrete. Another chair shot from Finlay, and now Jarrett's up to his feet, and he waves Fit off.
Jarrett
: 'That's enough. I'll take it from he- Yeah, you'll get your
damn money.'
Finlay walks off, and Jarrett now takes Austin to the ring, making sure to take the chair with him. Inside the squared circle, Jeff stretches out Austin's leg, then starts dishing out some brutal chair shots. Figure four! Austin's in serious pain, and with no referee to stop it, he looks close to blacking out, when...
Shawn Michaels runs down the aisle! Jarrett immediately releases the hold and goes to confront the HeartBreak Kid, but, in a sight we've seen many times before, but didn't think we'd see again, the champ eats a face full of Superkick! Jarrett's out, and Austin slowly gets to his feet as we... we...
Fadeout.