Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 17, 2010 15:00:33 GMT -5
Last Week:
Tenay: Welcome to WCTNA iMPACT as we are still reeling form the evnts of last week.
West: Yeah, AJ Styles, Kurt Angle, Jay Lethal, Eric Young, Sting, Jeff Jarrett, guys who are the backbone of WCTNA, left laying at the hands of Hogan, Bischoff and their chosen ones.
Tenay: I still can't believe.
West: And I'm told they're gonna be here tonight.
*Eric Bischoff appears at the top of the ramp. He points behind him to where Hulk Hogan emerges, playing air guitar. Bischoff and Hogan part and D'Angelo Dinero follows behind, world title around his waist. He's followed by Mr Anderson, Beer Money along with Ric Flair and Kaz with Matt Morgan bringing up the rear.*
West: Well it didn't take long for these guys to come out here.
Tenay: Well here comes The Immortal Hulk Hogan, the Managment Director Eric Bischoff, the world champion D'Angelo Dinero, Mr Anderson, Beer Money being led by Ric Flair, Kaz and the enforcer of the group Matt Morgan.
West: What these nine guys represent, Mike, are what Hogan and Bischoff believe what WCTNA should be.
*The contingent make their way to the ring where Bischoff takes a mic from JB.*
Ladies and gentlemen, what you see in this ring is the elite of WCTNA. We proved that last week when we left some of the biggest names in WCTNA laying. WCTNA's poster boy AJ Styles. The underdog Jay Lethal. The self-proclaimed best wrestler in the world Kurt Angle. The three men who, coincidentally, will challenge D'Aneglo Dinero for the world title at Turning Point. Speaking of Turning Point, I have some matches to make.
First off, our loyal soldiers Beer Money will challenge the Motor City Machine Guns for the world tag team titles!
Our newest member Kaz will be rewarded for making the right decision by being awarded a shot at the X Divsion championship. Since Curry Man already has a shot I am making it a triple threat match, so it will be Samoa Joe defending against Curry Man and Kaz!
And finally, Abyss, for what he did to me at Bound For Glory, will face the wrath of our personal enforcer Matt Morgan!
Turning Point. It's an apt name don't you think? It's where the old is done away and the new stars emerge. I mean look at the talent in this ring. Beer Money, who under the leadership fop Ric Flair have become one of the greatest tag teams in the world today. Mr Anderson, a man who has all the tools to succeed. Kaz, a former multi-time X Divsion champion, overlooked for too long. Matt Morgan, a genetic Blueprint for the perfect wrestler. And D'Angelo Dinero, the WCTNA World Champion, the new crown jewel of this business. Under the guidance of myself and Hulk Hogan, this is a group bred for success.
*Bischoff passes the mic to Hogan*
What you see in this ring is the future, brother. The people smart enough to understand what needs to be done in order for WCTNA to take its place at the pinnacle of the wrestling business. The men who are worthy to bask in the greatness that Eric Bischoff and Ric Flair and myself will bring this company. And who's going to argue this?
You've got the finest tag team in the business today. James Storm and Robert Roode. Two excellent talents on their own coming together to form a whole greater than the sum of the parts. And with Ric Flair personally guiding these dudes, it's only a matter of time until they hold the tag titles again.
Frank Kazarian, the man with the most dynamic finishing move I've ever seen, the Flux Capacitor. This man can run circles around any other athlete in WCTNA, and in my humble opinion, the man truly deserving of being called The Phenomenal One.
And of course, D'Angelo Dinero. The WCTNA World Heavyweight Champion. I've said D'Angelo Dinero is the future of this business in the past. Well, guess what, brothers? The future is now!
*Hogan hands the mic to Kaz*
Well thank you Hulk Hogan, you're not so bad yourself. I know that by doing this that I've spat on the last 7-8 years of WCTNA, I mean I was in the first ever Ultimate X match in the history of WCTNA where guys like Chris Sabin weren't totally stupid and AJ Styles was actually kind of Phenomenal.
But, you know what? Where did that ever get us? I went off and wrestled a couple of matches up north on their webshow! And I still got more exposure there rather than being in any of the title matches down here, but with Easy E and the Immortal Hollywood Hulk Hogan, there is nothing that is ever going to stop us, thanks for the speaking time Hulk
*Kaz passes the mic to Anderson*
You see, Jimmy, Bobby, Ric and myself got together one night and we got to talking.
And Ric Flair laid it all on the table for me, he told me that Hogan and Bischoff were the future of WCTNA, he told me that he saw a little of the Nature Boy in me, and that together with Beer Money, Hogan, Bischoff, Kaz, Dinero, Morgan, and the Nature Boy, I would have the world at my fingertips.
And let me tell you, that's a hell of a sales job.
So while I'm not fighting at the PPV, you had best believe that I will make sure that Beer Money wins the tag titles, that Dinero retains the WCTNA World Championship, that Kaz walks away with the X division after Samoa Joe eats Curry Man for a snack and gets indigestion, and that nobody, and I mean NOBODY messes with my new friends, or my name isn't MISTERRRRRRRRRRR!
Anderson pauses, then hands the mic to Storm.
Ken will be with you all in a minute, but right now let me talk a little bit about our opponents, the Motor City Machine Guns.
Shelley, Sabin, you two have been thorns in our sides for FAR too long, you think you're so damn cool with your little flips and double team moves, which you have to rely on since it takes the two of you combined to make up an adult sized man, but Roode and I have BEEN the tag division since TNA began, whether it was Team Canada, America's Most Wanted or Beer Money Inc., we've set the bar in tag team wrestling in this company, and that bar is well above your little heads, so at Turning Point, we're taking what's rightfully ours.
Storm hands the Mic to Roode.
When we're done with you little pissants, you'll wish you stayed in kindergarten, drawing little stick figures and eating paste, instead of pretending that you've hit puberty.
So prepare yourselves for a world of pain, kids, and when you're in the hospital, licking each other's wounds, just remember that you will never be in the same league as us, because we are . . .
Storm, Anderson and Flair gather around the mic.
BEER!
MONEY!
ANDERSONNNNNNNNNN!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*Dinero takes the mic.*
One year. One year, 365 days was all it took for Pope Daddy to walk into WCTNA and become the best thing going. Lethal Lockdown? Pope gets the pin. Taking on AJ Styles? Beat him twice. Tag Team Champion. World Heavyweight Champion. I've done more in one year than many have done their entire time here.
Hell, Jay Lethal tried to stop me at Bound For Glory, and what happened? Clean as a sheet, I pinned him in the ring. No outside interference, no distractions. Just Pope's superior skill shining through.
And now that I have protection in the form of Hulk and Eric, I got Matt Morgan watching my back, Beer Money and Anderson handling their own, and Kaz teaching these fools what X-Division really means... brother, the so-called "Originals" need to realize that their time has come and gone. It's time for the new wave of professional wrestling. And with Pope Daddy at the helm.... no one is going to be able to stop us.
You see? This is unity. This is the future. These are the chosen elite who will lead WCTNA to the promised land. And no one will get in our way, no one will stop this. Not A.J. Styles, not Samoa Joe, not the Motor City Machineguns, not Sting, and certainly not Jeff Jarrett...
*Jeff Jarrett comes out onto the stage with a mic in hand*
Sorry to interrupt but it seems like my ears were burning.
Do you really think what you did last week changes anything? You think it's the first time any of us, Sting, AJ, Kurt, Jay, Eric, have been left laying in the ring? What doesn't kill us only makes us stronger.
Jeff, you come out here and say "us", but you forget that there is no "us" for your bunch of rabble. At Turning Point there's gonna be three of your group fighting each other, while Pope's got me, Easy E, and six of the best wrestlers in the world watching his back.
And you'll have, what? Sting? No offense to Sting, but he's not exactly difficult to outsmart, outmaneuver, and overpower. Eric Young? He's not even worth my time, Jeff. And you, Jeff? Newsflash, brother! You're not in control of the company anymore, so you won't be able to stack the odds in your favor. And when the odds aren't on your side, jack, you never come out on top.
You can say that. You can say the odds aren't on my side and I'm not in charge. But don't forget that the Turning Point main event was my idea. And I'm not so good at math but I'm pretty sure it means there's a 75% chance of your crown jewel leaving Turning Point without the world title.
You make it sound so simple, Jeff. But if by some miracle your three manage to take down Pope, you think they're gonna share the World Title? No, ego's gonna come into play, they're gonna tear each other apart, and in the confusion Pope will take down all three of them and solidify his claim as the best in the world today.
Best in the world? Don't get me wrong Dinero, you are good. But the only reason you have that title is because Hogan won it for you. Let's call it like it is.
And the only reason YOU had multiple title reigns that lasted years was because you owned the company at the time! So you trying to call me out is a pot calling a kettle black.
You want to know the difference between you and me? I have the moves, the charisma, the good looks and the talent on loan from God on my side. You're about as bland as vanilla ice cream on a paper plate with a glass of milk. You liked to call yourself the "King of the Mountain", how WCTNA was "Planet Jarrett". My ego's not so big that I have to use a company just to get a world title Jeff. All I need to know is that I am "The Crown Jewel", that I am the hand-clappin', foot-tappin', record-settin', attention-gettin', blingin' attire, always on fire Pope THAT IS.... YOUR WCTNA World Heavyweight Champion, D'Angelo Dinero.
Dammit, Dinero, this ain't about me. This ain't even about you. This is about who you've chosen to jump into bed with. I hope it's worth it, I really do.
Really? It's not about you Jeff?
Fine, think that way. Pope will be nice enough to let you think that. But when it's you trying to come after me in the name of "saving WCTNA", Pope's gonna say Pope told you so.
Couldn't have said it better myself...champ.
Jeff, you can talk about saving "your" house all you want, but this isn't your house anymore. This is The Pope's house now. This is Eric Bischoff's house now. This is MY house now, brother!
You're not the showrunner anymore, Jeff. You're not the top draw you think you are anymore, jack. You never were, but you're not even in position to convince yourself that you are now. So just go home, Jeff! We've got no problem taking you out if you're gonna be an idiot and try to fight us.
I was home. I sat there and watched as the company I created was taken from me. Because you have to understand, there is has been a conspiracy in place and it goes all the way back to when Brutus Magnus was world champion. Certain people in charge have deemed that things had to be a certain way with certain people on top. They brought in Eric Bischoff and they got rid of Mick Foley, a man I appointed. And they brought in Hulk Hogan, the biggest name in wrestling to shape the company to fit a mold they created for it. But no longer am I going to sit back and watch the company I poured my blood, sweat and tears into be peverted. That is why I am making a stand. You want a fight, you've got one. How about we start with me and you, Hogan? Jarrett v Hogan one more time. What do you say?
Jeff, I would love nothing more than for Hulkamania to run wild all over you....but it's not happening.
Really? And why is that?
I'm already all booked up for Turning Point, Jeff! I'll be taking the position of Special Enforcer for the World Heavyweight Championship match. To make sure things stay fair and balanced. You understand, I'm sure.
Yeah, I bet they will.
You know what Jeff, if you are so desperate for a fight, how about next week on iMPACT I book you in a match. It'll be Jeff Jarrett v......Beer Money!
Tenay: What?!
West: Jarrett v Beer Money next week?
Tenay: Bischoff may get rid of Jarrett once and for all next week.
*Jarrett looks on in disbelief as Bischoff smiles smugly as iMPACT goes to commercial*
AJ hits a dropkick to take out Roode and goes for the Styles Clash on Storm. At this point Hulk Hogan comes down to ringside. While Hogan looks on, Mr Anderson and D'Angelo Dinero emerge from the crowd and attack Styles and Young.
AJ and Young try to fight off Beer Money, Anderson and Dinero but the odds are too much. The crowd cheers as Jay Lethal, Kurt Angle and Sting charge down to the ring and take the fight to Hogan, Beer Money, Flair, Anderson and Dinero. But soon Matt Morgan and Kaz join the fight and the numbers soon catch up with them. Jeff Jarrett then appears and walks down to the ring. He gets in Hogan's face but Eric Bischoff sneaks into the ring behind him and takes him down with a low blow. Anderson hits the Mic Check and Hogan hits the Leg Drop on Jarrett to put the exclamation point on it.
Tenay: Look at the carnage! This group of Bischoff and Hogan's handpicked superstars have left AJ Styles, Eric Young, Jay Lethal, Kurt Angle, Sting and Jeff Jarrett laid out.
West: Man, look at these guys. Can anything stop them?
Hogan and Bischoff stand triumphant along with Dinero, Anderson, Kaz, Storm, Roode, Flair and Morgan as iMPACT goes off the air.
AJ and Young try to fight off Beer Money, Anderson and Dinero but the odds are too much. The crowd cheers as Jay Lethal, Kurt Angle and Sting charge down to the ring and take the fight to Hogan, Beer Money, Flair, Anderson and Dinero. But soon Matt Morgan and Kaz join the fight and the numbers soon catch up with them. Jeff Jarrett then appears and walks down to the ring. He gets in Hogan's face but Eric Bischoff sneaks into the ring behind him and takes him down with a low blow. Anderson hits the Mic Check and Hogan hits the Leg Drop on Jarrett to put the exclamation point on it.
Tenay: Look at the carnage! This group of Bischoff and Hogan's handpicked superstars have left AJ Styles, Eric Young, Jay Lethal, Kurt Angle, Sting and Jeff Jarrett laid out.
West: Man, look at these guys. Can anything stop them?
Hogan and Bischoff stand triumphant along with Dinero, Anderson, Kaz, Storm, Roode, Flair and Morgan as iMPACT goes off the air.
Tenay: Welcome to WCTNA iMPACT as we are still reeling form the evnts of last week.
West: Yeah, AJ Styles, Kurt Angle, Jay Lethal, Eric Young, Sting, Jeff Jarrett, guys who are the backbone of WCTNA, left laying at the hands of Hogan, Bischoff and their chosen ones.
Tenay: I still can't believe.
West: And I'm told they're gonna be here tonight.
*Eric Bischoff appears at the top of the ramp. He points behind him to where Hulk Hogan emerges, playing air guitar. Bischoff and Hogan part and D'Angelo Dinero follows behind, world title around his waist. He's followed by Mr Anderson, Beer Money along with Ric Flair and Kaz with Matt Morgan bringing up the rear.*
West: Well it didn't take long for these guys to come out here.
Tenay: Well here comes The Immortal Hulk Hogan, the Managment Director Eric Bischoff, the world champion D'Angelo Dinero, Mr Anderson, Beer Money being led by Ric Flair, Kaz and the enforcer of the group Matt Morgan.
West: What these nine guys represent, Mike, are what Hogan and Bischoff believe what WCTNA should be.
*The contingent make their way to the ring where Bischoff takes a mic from JB.*
Ladies and gentlemen, what you see in this ring is the elite of WCTNA. We proved that last week when we left some of the biggest names in WCTNA laying. WCTNA's poster boy AJ Styles. The underdog Jay Lethal. The self-proclaimed best wrestler in the world Kurt Angle. The three men who, coincidentally, will challenge D'Aneglo Dinero for the world title at Turning Point. Speaking of Turning Point, I have some matches to make.
First off, our loyal soldiers Beer Money will challenge the Motor City Machine Guns for the world tag team titles!
Our newest member Kaz will be rewarded for making the right decision by being awarded a shot at the X Divsion championship. Since Curry Man already has a shot I am making it a triple threat match, so it will be Samoa Joe defending against Curry Man and Kaz!
And finally, Abyss, for what he did to me at Bound For Glory, will face the wrath of our personal enforcer Matt Morgan!
Turning Point. It's an apt name don't you think? It's where the old is done away and the new stars emerge. I mean look at the talent in this ring. Beer Money, who under the leadership fop Ric Flair have become one of the greatest tag teams in the world today. Mr Anderson, a man who has all the tools to succeed. Kaz, a former multi-time X Divsion champion, overlooked for too long. Matt Morgan, a genetic Blueprint for the perfect wrestler. And D'Angelo Dinero, the WCTNA World Champion, the new crown jewel of this business. Under the guidance of myself and Hulk Hogan, this is a group bred for success.
*Bischoff passes the mic to Hogan*
What you see in this ring is the future, brother. The people smart enough to understand what needs to be done in order for WCTNA to take its place at the pinnacle of the wrestling business. The men who are worthy to bask in the greatness that Eric Bischoff and Ric Flair and myself will bring this company. And who's going to argue this?
You've got the finest tag team in the business today. James Storm and Robert Roode. Two excellent talents on their own coming together to form a whole greater than the sum of the parts. And with Ric Flair personally guiding these dudes, it's only a matter of time until they hold the tag titles again.
Frank Kazarian, the man with the most dynamic finishing move I've ever seen, the Flux Capacitor. This man can run circles around any other athlete in WCTNA, and in my humble opinion, the man truly deserving of being called The Phenomenal One.
And of course, D'Angelo Dinero. The WCTNA World Heavyweight Champion. I've said D'Angelo Dinero is the future of this business in the past. Well, guess what, brothers? The future is now!
*Hogan hands the mic to Kaz*
Well thank you Hulk Hogan, you're not so bad yourself. I know that by doing this that I've spat on the last 7-8 years of WCTNA, I mean I was in the first ever Ultimate X match in the history of WCTNA where guys like Chris Sabin weren't totally stupid and AJ Styles was actually kind of Phenomenal.
But, you know what? Where did that ever get us? I went off and wrestled a couple of matches up north on their webshow! And I still got more exposure there rather than being in any of the title matches down here, but with Easy E and the Immortal Hollywood Hulk Hogan, there is nothing that is ever going to stop us, thanks for the speaking time Hulk
*Kaz passes the mic to Anderson*
You see, Jimmy, Bobby, Ric and myself got together one night and we got to talking.
And Ric Flair laid it all on the table for me, he told me that Hogan and Bischoff were the future of WCTNA, he told me that he saw a little of the Nature Boy in me, and that together with Beer Money, Hogan, Bischoff, Kaz, Dinero, Morgan, and the Nature Boy, I would have the world at my fingertips.
And let me tell you, that's a hell of a sales job.
So while I'm not fighting at the PPV, you had best believe that I will make sure that Beer Money wins the tag titles, that Dinero retains the WCTNA World Championship, that Kaz walks away with the X division after Samoa Joe eats Curry Man for a snack and gets indigestion, and that nobody, and I mean NOBODY messes with my new friends, or my name isn't MISTERRRRRRRRRRR!
Anderson pauses, then hands the mic to Storm.
Ken will be with you all in a minute, but right now let me talk a little bit about our opponents, the Motor City Machine Guns.
Shelley, Sabin, you two have been thorns in our sides for FAR too long, you think you're so damn cool with your little flips and double team moves, which you have to rely on since it takes the two of you combined to make up an adult sized man, but Roode and I have BEEN the tag division since TNA began, whether it was Team Canada, America's Most Wanted or Beer Money Inc., we've set the bar in tag team wrestling in this company, and that bar is well above your little heads, so at Turning Point, we're taking what's rightfully ours.
Storm hands the Mic to Roode.
When we're done with you little pissants, you'll wish you stayed in kindergarten, drawing little stick figures and eating paste, instead of pretending that you've hit puberty.
So prepare yourselves for a world of pain, kids, and when you're in the hospital, licking each other's wounds, just remember that you will never be in the same league as us, because we are . . .
Storm, Anderson and Flair gather around the mic.
BEER!
MONEY!
ANDERSONNNNNNNNNN!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*Dinero takes the mic.*
One year. One year, 365 days was all it took for Pope Daddy to walk into WCTNA and become the best thing going. Lethal Lockdown? Pope gets the pin. Taking on AJ Styles? Beat him twice. Tag Team Champion. World Heavyweight Champion. I've done more in one year than many have done their entire time here.
Hell, Jay Lethal tried to stop me at Bound For Glory, and what happened? Clean as a sheet, I pinned him in the ring. No outside interference, no distractions. Just Pope's superior skill shining through.
And now that I have protection in the form of Hulk and Eric, I got Matt Morgan watching my back, Beer Money and Anderson handling their own, and Kaz teaching these fools what X-Division really means... brother, the so-called "Originals" need to realize that their time has come and gone. It's time for the new wave of professional wrestling. And with Pope Daddy at the helm.... no one is going to be able to stop us.
You see? This is unity. This is the future. These are the chosen elite who will lead WCTNA to the promised land. And no one will get in our way, no one will stop this. Not A.J. Styles, not Samoa Joe, not the Motor City Machineguns, not Sting, and certainly not Jeff Jarrett...
*Jeff Jarrett comes out onto the stage with a mic in hand*
Sorry to interrupt but it seems like my ears were burning.
Do you really think what you did last week changes anything? You think it's the first time any of us, Sting, AJ, Kurt, Jay, Eric, have been left laying in the ring? What doesn't kill us only makes us stronger.
Jeff, you come out here and say "us", but you forget that there is no "us" for your bunch of rabble. At Turning Point there's gonna be three of your group fighting each other, while Pope's got me, Easy E, and six of the best wrestlers in the world watching his back.
And you'll have, what? Sting? No offense to Sting, but he's not exactly difficult to outsmart, outmaneuver, and overpower. Eric Young? He's not even worth my time, Jeff. And you, Jeff? Newsflash, brother! You're not in control of the company anymore, so you won't be able to stack the odds in your favor. And when the odds aren't on your side, jack, you never come out on top.
You can say that. You can say the odds aren't on my side and I'm not in charge. But don't forget that the Turning Point main event was my idea. And I'm not so good at math but I'm pretty sure it means there's a 75% chance of your crown jewel leaving Turning Point without the world title.
You make it sound so simple, Jeff. But if by some miracle your three manage to take down Pope, you think they're gonna share the World Title? No, ego's gonna come into play, they're gonna tear each other apart, and in the confusion Pope will take down all three of them and solidify his claim as the best in the world today.
Best in the world? Don't get me wrong Dinero, you are good. But the only reason you have that title is because Hogan won it for you. Let's call it like it is.
And the only reason YOU had multiple title reigns that lasted years was because you owned the company at the time! So you trying to call me out is a pot calling a kettle black.
You want to know the difference between you and me? I have the moves, the charisma, the good looks and the talent on loan from God on my side. You're about as bland as vanilla ice cream on a paper plate with a glass of milk. You liked to call yourself the "King of the Mountain", how WCTNA was "Planet Jarrett". My ego's not so big that I have to use a company just to get a world title Jeff. All I need to know is that I am "The Crown Jewel", that I am the hand-clappin', foot-tappin', record-settin', attention-gettin', blingin' attire, always on fire Pope THAT IS.... YOUR WCTNA World Heavyweight Champion, D'Angelo Dinero.
Dammit, Dinero, this ain't about me. This ain't even about you. This is about who you've chosen to jump into bed with. I hope it's worth it, I really do.
Really? It's not about you Jeff?
Fine, think that way. Pope will be nice enough to let you think that. But when it's you trying to come after me in the name of "saving WCTNA", Pope's gonna say Pope told you so.
Couldn't have said it better myself...champ.
Jeff, you can talk about saving "your" house all you want, but this isn't your house anymore. This is The Pope's house now. This is Eric Bischoff's house now. This is MY house now, brother!
You're not the showrunner anymore, Jeff. You're not the top draw you think you are anymore, jack. You never were, but you're not even in position to convince yourself that you are now. So just go home, Jeff! We've got no problem taking you out if you're gonna be an idiot and try to fight us.
I was home. I sat there and watched as the company I created was taken from me. Because you have to understand, there is has been a conspiracy in place and it goes all the way back to when Brutus Magnus was world champion. Certain people in charge have deemed that things had to be a certain way with certain people on top. They brought in Eric Bischoff and they got rid of Mick Foley, a man I appointed. And they brought in Hulk Hogan, the biggest name in wrestling to shape the company to fit a mold they created for it. But no longer am I going to sit back and watch the company I poured my blood, sweat and tears into be peverted. That is why I am making a stand. You want a fight, you've got one. How about we start with me and you, Hogan? Jarrett v Hogan one more time. What do you say?
Jeff, I would love nothing more than for Hulkamania to run wild all over you....but it's not happening.
Really? And why is that?
I'm already all booked up for Turning Point, Jeff! I'll be taking the position of Special Enforcer for the World Heavyweight Championship match. To make sure things stay fair and balanced. You understand, I'm sure.
Yeah, I bet they will.
You know what Jeff, if you are so desperate for a fight, how about next week on iMPACT I book you in a match. It'll be Jeff Jarrett v......Beer Money!
Tenay: What?!
West: Jarrett v Beer Money next week?
Tenay: Bischoff may get rid of Jarrett once and for all next week.
*Jarrett looks on in disbelief as Bischoff smiles smugly as iMPACT goes to commercial*