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AUSTIN THEORY vs CODY RHODES
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The show opens with the match set up last week between Cody Rhodes and Austin Theory. After giving up on challenging Bray Wyatt at SummerSlam, Rhodes was disrespected by Theory, leading up to this week’s confrontation. Making his way to the ring with Trish Stratus wrapped around his arm, Theory is stopped by a security member, who reminds him smoking is forbidden. Rhodes, for his part, is welcomed by the crowd.
They start by locking hands but Rhodes quickly gets the upper hand with a kick to the guts followed by a forearm to the side of the head. Theory drops to the floor and Rhodes cheekily tries to lock in a figure four early on but Theory quickly retreats to the ropes. Rhodes flashes him a smile but Theory doesn’t take too kindly to it. He hits back with a slide tackle, goes to the ropes and delivers a running snap DDT for the first pin attempt of the match. Rhodes kicks out but only earns a military press slam for his troubles. He ends the sequence with his RP1 and, this time, Rhodes finds it more difficult to kick out. Theory presses on with a series of strikes until Rhodes counters and sends him crashing down with a one-arm DDT. He picks him up and sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip but Theory evades his punch and counters with a shoulder tackle. He dispatches Rhoades into the corner and follows it up with a clotheline and a fallaway slam.
He covers him again but Rhodes keeps kicking out. Theory’s growing frustrated though and he’s now openly berating the referee for what he perceives as slow counts. His antics give Rhodes the time he needs to regroup and hit back with a dropkick from behind. Before Theory can react, he slaps in a double Boston leg crab in the middle of the ring. Theory crawls his way to the ropes and as the referee breaks the move, he tries to lunge in on Rhodes but gets caught by a scoop powerslam instead. Rhodes goes for the cover but Theory kicks out at two. They start all over again in the middle of the ring, Theory daring Rhodes to lock horns with him again but as soon as he gets closer, he delivers a kick to the midsection, followed by an ataxia. Rhodes looks stunned but he has enough ring awareness to roll out to avoid being pinned. Meanwhile, at ringside, Stratus is acting like a rabid dog and she orders Theory to keep pushing. As Rhodes gets back to his feet, he’s met with Theory’s suicide dive and both men go crashing against the barricade.
Rhodes is first to emerge from the fracas though and before Theory can react, he delivers and accordion rack backbreaker that sends him crashing on the concrete floor. He would have continued his assault, if Stratus didn’t start arguing with him. Their altercation ends with a slap across the face, allowing Theory to mount a comeback and hit a devastating a-town down outside the ring. Theory stops to kiss his girlfriend before he has to carry Rhodes’ dead weight back into the ring. He’s about to go for another cover but Rhodes surprises him with a rolling leg lock. Theory thrashes about, trying to get out of the moves, but Rhodes craftily transitions into an Alabama slam. He covers him but Theory has enough left in the tank to kick out again. A reverse double chicken wing doesn’t get him anything either and he has to release the hold anyway to chase off Stratus, who was yelling at him from the apron. Theory moves in from behind for a cutter but Rhodes senses him and catches him with a disaster kick.
He's setting himself up for a cross-Rhodes when… Brock Lesnar’s music hits. Lesnar darts to the ring, kicks Rhodes in the guts and delivers a massive F5, prompting the referee to grant him a DQ win.
Winner by disqualification: Cody Rhodes in 15:19 | 75
THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM
Lesnar completely dismantles Rhodes in the middle of the ring before moving him out for a series of German suplexes on the concrete floor. He stomps him a few times for good measure before grabbing a microphone.
Brock Lesnar
You thought you could get away with it, uh? You haven’t mentioned me once since King of the Ring! You think you’re too good for good ol’ Brock? I’ll beat some respect into you, punk.
Lesnar drags Rhodes backstage, occasionally beating him down again. He stops until he finds a place with a large number of crates, which he starts to pile up. He climbs them up, still dragging Rhodes behind him and delivers another F5, this time from nearly ten feet high. The official finally stop him there. Above the chaotic scene, Lesnar can be heard saying: ‘I’ll see you on Saturday, punk.’ | 70
TOUGH LOVE
Not too far from there, Dijak and Angelina Love are arguing again. Love’s decided to start a career as a manager in WWE but her first and, to date, only client’s matches have been few and far between and Dijak is far from happy. To make matter worse, Hit Row have been ridiculing her at every opportunity.
Dijak
Look Angelina, I don’t care if it’s a tag team match, a singles match or whatever but get me something on RAW. This is getting ridiculous!
Angelina Love
It’s not as easy as it looks! You saw me talking to Shane McMahon a few weeks ago. I tried to strike a deal with Strowman but it’s hard to make a name for yourself, here.
Dijak
If you can’t get me on TV this week… oh, no.
Dijak spots Hit Row walking in and they immediately start singing an improvised song about their current predicament. Unfortunately, we’ll never know what rhymes with ‘pitch’ and ‘sore’ because Braun Strowman grabs Ashante Adonis and Top Dollar and drags them to the ring, with Dijak, Love and B-FAB in tow. | 49
HIT ROW vs DIJAK AND BRAUN STROWMAN
Stroman throws both Adonis and Dolla in the ring. Dijak hops into his corner for what seems to be an impromptu tag match. A referee hurries in and the bell quickly rings.
Adonis has the unenviable honour of getting things underway. He immediately tries to run away but Strowman catches him and throws him backwards into the rope before he hits a powerful chokeslam. Top Dolla steps in to help his partner but he’s greeted by a shotgun dropkick that sends him crashing into the corner. Meanwhile at ringside, Love and B-FAB are trash-talking one another until the former sends the latter to the ground with a botox injection. Dijak stands in the middle of the chaos, rolling his eyes. Inside the ring, Adonis is back on his feet and he tries to get back on the front foot but Strowman grabs him again and throws him out of the ring with a Biel toss. The referee has absolutely no control on the action and Top Dolla takes this opportunity to land a couple of right hands on Strowman, who takes a step back. His assault is short-lived though, as Strowman blocks his next strike and hits back with a reverse chokeslam. Apparently bored of this one-man demolition derby, he covers him but the referee objects that Top Dolla isn’t the legal man.
Strowman growls something and the referee finds the argument compelling enough to start a count but Adonis somehow makes it back in time to break it. Everyone in the ring is temporarily distracted by the sound of B-FAB being thrown into the steel step but Strowman quickly get back to business with a big boot right in Adonis’ face. Dijak meekly offers to tag in but he’s completely ignored by his ‘partner’. Top Dolla is crushed with a corner splash, before Strowman turns his attention to Adonis again. A running powerslam plants him firmly into the mat and Strowman then dispatches Top Dolla with a monster bomb. He suddenly looks like he’s lot interest in the whole thing and walks away. Dijak discreetly pats his shoulder on the way out, making sure the referee notices the ‘tag’. He shows off his strength by lifting Top Dolla for a feast your eyes and covers him for the three count, despite the loud boos from the crowd.
Winners by pinfall: Dijak and Braun Strowman in 10:30 | 47
FIEND vs DEMON
Mercy the Buzzard (Baron Corbin), Sister Abigail (Nikki Cross) and Taylor Rotunda are trying to get Bray Wyatt out of his catatonic state. Uncle Howdy had been advocating for a return of the Fiend for some time and their relationship has reached a breaking point when Wyatt downright refused to summon ‘Him’. Since then, Finn Balor has revealed himself as a new Nemesis for the Wyatt 6 and Howdy has joined them. Rotunda has since rejoined RAW in a desperate attempt to get his brother out of this perilous situation.
Taylor Rotunda
I don’t know what else to say… I’ve tried everything.
Mercy the Buzzard
We should eat him and take his spot.
Sister Abigail
You don’t even know what you’re talking about, you balding idiot.
Mercy the Buzzard
Shut up, old hag.
Taylor Rotunda
Hey, aren’t you supposed to help him?
Sister Abigail
We’re supposed to help Him.
Mercy the Buzzard
We should eat him and get his gimmick for ourselves.
Sister Abigail
You don’t even know…
Taylor Rotunda
Alright, let’s… let’s try something else. Where is The Undertaker?
Finn Balor’s laughter is the only answer he gets. He walks in, accompanied by Indi Hartwell, King Cuerno and Uncle Howdy.
Finn Balor
Hey, if it isn’t my pal… what’s your name already? Ha ha, I’m pulling your leg, mate, don’t worry. Things aren’t looking very good for him [he points at Wyatt], are they? He’s made a lot of enemies over the years. So, Saturday’s as good a time as any to put him out of his misery, don’t you think? The Fiend versus the Demon. I think that little Vince McMahon would say: ‘That’s good shit, pal’ Shame he’s no longer around.
Taylor Rotunda
You would challenge him in his current state? You’re out of your damn mind!
Finn Balor
I don’t believe he’d put up much of a fight but if it makes you feel better to go down with the ship, we can challenge all of you. Maybe seeing you get crushed one after the other in front of his eyes will stir something in him. You never know.
Rotunda looks around him but Mercy and Abigail are expressionless. He’s about to say something when, suddenly, Wyatt gets up and speaks.
Bray Wyatt
To some people, life’s a bed of roses. They walk through time and everything they touch turns to gold and honey. I’ve never been one such people. I’ve made mistakes. When the sun was shining outside, I didn’t see the colours. I didn’t hear the birds. I saw only the shadows and felt the coolness of the darkness. Today, I wish things were differently but I realise that you can never walk that path backwards. It only leads to one place. When I tried to stop walking, I heard you calling my name. All of you. ‘Bray, we miss you.’ ‘Bray, we will forget you if you don’t hurry.’ Your prayers… became something… a force for lack of a better word and that force now resides inside Uncle Howdy. His wants, his needs are yours.
Balor is all smiles.
Finn Balor
Hey mate, I didn’t think you’d grace us with your presence…
Wyatt completely ignores him.
Bray Wyatt
I am back on that path where I met Him and I have no choice but to walk on. I discovered a lot of dark secrets along the way but that’s something for another time. It is not the Fiend that will face you, Finn Balor. It’s me, Bray Wyatt.
Finn Balor
Then, you will be annihilated and you will take your puppets and your brother down with you.
Bray Wyatt
I have a good idea of my destination now and I will do everything in my power to avoid that. Maybe I won’t be able to escape my fate but I will try.
Finn Balor
Saturday, you will realise you still have much to learn.
Balor, Hartwell, Cuerno and Howdy leave without a look back. | 83
LA KNIGHT vs JEFF HARDY
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LA Knight’s been unhappy with the attention what he considers as ‘washed up’ stars have been getting lately. He first took out Shinsuke Nakamura, before targeting Jeff Hardy. He’s been badgering him with unpleasant comments about his age and his lifestyle, leading to tonight’s match.
There’s a lot of animosity in the air as the bell rings and both competitors immediately grab each other by the collar. Knight breaks the deadlock with a kick to the guts followed by a single underhook suplex. Hardy quickly gets back to his feet but Knight sends him crashing back down with a headbutt and slaps in a reverse Boston leg crab. Hardy wriggles free and kicks him in the back to get himself some space. He gets to the second rope for a crossbody but Knight sees him coming and catches him in mid-air to hit his gravy train. He covers him but Hardy kicks out at the last second. Knight tries to send him running with an Irish whip but Hardy counters. He sidesteps Knight, sneaks in behind him and grabs his hands for a split legged pin that Knight kicks out of fairly easily. Hardy keeps the pressure on with a series of kicks then locks in a side headlock and drags Knight to the top turnbuckle for a spectacular avalanche bulldog. He’s about to cover him but Knight delivers a BFT out of nowhere and Hardy drops in the middle of the ring like a ton of brick.
Knight rushes for the cover but Hardy is wisely rolling out of the ring. Knight’s looking very frustrated. He waits for Hardy to reappear but grows impatient and jumps outside the ring to continue this fight. Hardy’s waiting for him though and a dropkick into the steel steps stops Knight dead in his tracks. Hardy quickly moves to the top turnbuckle and connects with a diving crossbody. Hardy is staggering but he finds the strength to deliver a sit-out gourdbuster on the concrete floor, before retreating back inside the ring. Knights beats the count out, ducks a punch from Hardy and hits back with a BFT with both competitors looking exhausted in the middle of the ring. They painfully get back to a vertical base and start trading blows until Hardy finds an opening for a complete shot that gets him another near-fall. Knight strikes back and tries to throw Hardy outside again with a clotheline but Hardy hangs onto the rope. He tries to slingshot himself back in but Knight catches him with an elbow. He then slides under the ropes and uses Hardy’s dizziness to deliver an apron Death Valley driver.
He pushes him back in for the cover but, again, Hardy kicks out. Both men are running on fumes at this point. Hardy tries a small package but no cigar. They get up as fast they can but Hardy is just a little quicker which allows him to deliver a twist of fate. Instead of covering Knight, he goes outside, brings back a chair and sets up an avalanche gourdbuster on the steal chair. However, Knight has enough wits about him to struggle and he pushes Hardy onto the chair. He follows up with a diving elbow and a second BFT for the win.
Winner by pinfall: LA Knight in 12:31 | 63
CUSTOMER COMPLAINT
Meanwhile, backstage, Matt Riddle is absolutely furious at tonight’s main event… and he’s looking for Mankind to share his feeling. As usual, RAW’s General Manager can be found in some damp-looking cell in the arena’s basement.
Matt Riddle
Yo, Mankind! You there?
Mankind
Mankind is here. Mankind is there. Mankind is everywhere for without Mankind, this place wouldn’t exist. God created this space and it existed for thousands of years, until Mankind captured it and gave it form.
Matt Riddle
Rad! I see what you’ve been doing bro and I want you to know that I’m cool with that. But I need you to snap out of it for a moment because there’s something I want to talk about.
Mankind
You have Mankind’s attention.
Matt Riddle
I want to know who booked tonight’s main event! I don’t have an opponent for SummerSlam and you know I don’t mind showing what I can do but… Seth Freakin’ Rollins? Really?
Mankind
This place… is a place of suffering and pain, both physical and psychological. The people who come and watch this… they think we’re doing this for the money or the glory but it’s the other way around. We’re all here for the pain and the violence. But you, you haven’t yet learned your lesson. Tonight will change you, just like Mankind was changed a long time ago. When the show’s over, you will understand what Mankind is talking about but, by then, you won’t remember that conversation.
Matt Riddle
Sorry? I was looking at the ceiling. Did you notice there’s a leak there? You know, I tend to drift off when people talk for too long, man.
Mankind
IT’S NOT ‘MAN’, IT’S MANKIND!
Matt Riddle
Wow, don’t get your panties in a twist, man… kind. Well, if there’s no way around it, I’ll fight with Rollins but I wanted you that’s not cool, kind… man… mankind.
Riddle quickly retreats before Mankind loses control again. | 73
MUSTAFA ALI AND SHINSUKE NAKAMURA vs CEDRIC ALEXANDER AND SHELTON BENJAMIN
Shinsuke Nakamura has been the target of the Hurt Business attacks in recent weeks and, so far, he’s been able to count on Mustafa Ali’s back up at every turn. After a number of post-match attacks and ambush, all four men have decided to settle their differences in the ring.
Nakamura and Alexander get things started and, as usual, Nakamura doesn’t take things very seriously. He evades the first couple of contacts until, finally, they begin slugging it out in the middle of the ring. Alexander switches gears first and sends Nakamura running with an Irish whip. He then goes for a Michinoku driver but Nakamura counters with an armbar. Alexander crawls his way to the ropes and they resume their brawl on the apron until he takes the upper hand and grinds Nakamura’s face on the ropes. That gives him the time he needs for an apron slingshot flatline. Nakamura rolls back inside and Alexander tries to complete the sequence with a splash but Nakamura raises his knees and adds a sliding knee for the first pin attempt of the match. Alexander quickly crawls back to his corner to tag in Benjamin, who’d been playing casually with a nightstick since the bell rang. He immediately makes his presence felt with a cobra clutch backbreaker followed by a pinfall attempt. Nakamura’s getting restless. He manages to get some distance and goes for the Kinshasa but Benjamin sidesteps him and counters with a paydirt.
He goes for the cover and Ali has no choice but to break the count. Alexander rushes back in to start a brawl but Ali greets him with a tilt-a-whirl DDT. Nakamura takes advantage of the confusion to deliver an inverted exploder suplex on Benjamin before tagging out. They trade a few blows until Benjamin goes for a dragon whip out of nowhere but Ali evades and hits back with a Spanish fly. He quickly goes to the top turnbuckle and delivers a 054 that Benjamin has no answer for.
Winners by pinfall: Mustafa Ali and Shinsuke Nakamura in 7:52 | 61
MONDAY NIGHT DELIGHT
Meanwhile, backstage, John Morrison is… getting ready to leave with Maxxine?
John Morrion
[sucking on his huge cigar] As the CEO of MMM I’ve decided to grant myself and president Maxxine a night off. [flashing a smile at Maxxine] You only live once, after all. Think you can hold the fort without us, guys?
Otis
Sure, boss. What could happen anyway? It’s just Monday at the office.
Morrison seems sceptical though.
John Morrison
Ha ha. Yeah, sure. If someone calls for the modelling side of the agency, ask them to call back tomorrow, will you? Well, Max, I think that’s our cue to leave. I can’t say I’ve been impressed with this city so far but I’m sure will find something.
They leave and Otis, ma.ce and man.soor start playing cards for a few seconds until Mankind hobbles in.
Mankind
Of all the people I have to deal with here… that scumbag John Morrison is the one I hate most. HIS FACE IS AN INSULT TO MAKIND! HE HAS NO RIGHT TO WEAR THAT KIND OF FACE HERE!
ma.ce gets to the door and tries to calm him down but he only gets a mandible claw for his trouble.
Mankind
SHUT UP! Shut up! You don’t know what it’s like to see you parents wince every time they have a look at you. My wife wears a blindfold when I’m home! The only one who understood me was Unca Vince. I would have been just like him if not for… for… WAIT! WHERE’S MY EAR?! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY EAR?!
man.soor walks up to him and tries to calm him down but Mankind is in such a panic that he delivers him another mandible claw.
Mankind
Anyway… Owens and Zayn want to make your title match a SummerSlam a street fight. You, there, the ugly one. I like you. Find yourself two partners and we’ll have a match for that stipulation tonight.
He slams the door shut, leaving Otis to cast a hesitant glance at ma.ce and man.soor on the ground. | 65
PRINCE PUMA vs OMOS
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Ranallo and Barrett remind us that this next bout will determine the challenger for Bobby Lashley’s United States Championship at SummerSlam. Omos and MVP have been pushing hard for that spot but since Prince Puma returned from an injury caused by Omos, he’s been a thorn in their side.
Omos looks confident as ever and as soon as the bell rings, he invites his opponent to take the first shot. Puma circles him for a few seconds, looking for an opening and finally goes for a high kick but Omos catches him and flips him over. Puma jumps back to his feet but a big foot sends him crashing back down again. Omos grinds his face against the ring, apparently just for fun, and even gets a quick count out of it. Puma kicks out but a gigantic body slam almost ends up with an early win for Omos. Puma is sent crashing into the corner and Omos goes for a corner back splash but Puma moves out of the way at the last second. Gathering his strength, he manages to land an unorthodox suplex to send Omos on the ground. He can’t even get close to pin him but as Omos tries to get back up, he delivers a twisting suplex. Omos’ neck is hurting and Konnan, at ringside, slides in a steel chair. The referee isn’t too happy with it but instead of trying to hit his opponent, Puma places the chair on the top turnbuckle. He runs along the rope, jumps in and hits a double moonsault, landing directly on Omos as he was getting up.
This time, Puma not only gets a count but he comes very close to winning. Omos does a good job of keeping him at arm’s length while he recovers though and when a frustrated Puma finally goes for broke, he’s greeted by a two-handed chokeslam. The match could have stopped here but Puma wisely rolls out of the ring. Omos follows him but Konnan gets in his way, buying his protégé some precious seconds. When Omos finally reaches him, Puma gets the drop on him with an acrobatic kick to the head. Oddly enough, MVP ignores the action at ringside to get into the referee’s face. That’s because Apollo Crews comes out of the crowd to hit a diving blockbuster on an unsuspecting Puma. Omos tosses him back into the ring and delivers a massive headbutt before covering him. Puma kicks out but barely this time. He evades a couple of vicious stomps and quickly climbs the top turnbuckle for a missile dropkick that leaves Omos staggering. Omos charges back on but he’s caught with the recoil and, this time, he falls flat on his back.
He's about to hit the 630 senton to finish the job but MVP distracts the referee again as Crews pushes Puma. Omos seizes the opportunity and connects with a pendulum backbreaker but he rushes it and Puma manages doesn’t take the brunt of it. He goes for the KO punch but Puma dodges, prompting Crews to take matters in his own hand. He hits a springboard dropkick… but accidentally catches Omos, who goes to the ground. Puma quickly dispatches him with a clotheline over the top rope and, this time, nobody’s there to prevent him from hitting the 630 senton for the win.
Winner by pinfall: Prince Puma in 11:38 | 60
ANOTHER BREAK UP
Meanwhile backstage, Johnny Gargano almost bumps into Candice LeRae. Since Chelsea Green revealed she’s pregnant and Gargano is the father, the two of them have been (understandably) at odds. LeRae assaulted Green, while Gargano has been embroiled in a feud with Los Lotharios and his former partner Dexter Lumis, who criticised his recent actions.
Johnny Gargano
Oh. Hey, sorry, I didn’t hear you coming.
Cadice LeRae
It’s fine. No harm done.
They look at each other awkwardly for a few seconds. Gargano is first to break the silence.
Johnny Gargano
You… you’ve changed something. Your hair, maybe?
Candice LeRae
Yeah, Dolph says it makes me look younger.
Johnny Gargano
If Dolph says so…
Candice LeRae
Forgive me if you don’t find me as hot as your bimbo! But some people actually appreciate what I have to offer.
Johnny Gargano
Don’t… ok, let’s not go there. Forget I said anything. It’s cool. How’s Quill doing?
Candice LeRae
Typical. Now you remember you have a son, don’t you? It’s a shame you didn’t think about him when you were…
Johnny Gargano
Stop acting like a bitter hag! Can’t we have a civil conversation, like normal people?
Candice LeRae
Funny how, as soon as I mention that people find me attractive, you have to mention our boy. It says a lot about the way you think, Johnny.
Johnny Gargano
What did you want me to say? I can’t ask you a question about our son?
Candice LeRae
He misses his father, if you want to know. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go and help my team prepare for tonight’s match.
Johnny Gargano
Look, Candice…
Gargano shakes his head in disbelief as LeRae walks away angrily. He sighs and leaves without seeing that Lumis had been hidden behind a corner, listening to their conversation. | 57
INDI HARTWELL AND PIPER NIVEN vs CANDICE LERAE AND SISTER ABIGAIL (NIKKI CROSS)
Manipulated by Sister Abigail, Candice LeRae has been interfering in Piper Niven’s matches [mostly on Main Event] in recent weeks. When Niven said it was time to put up or shut up, LeRae panicked but Abigail promised to help her. Little did she know that Indi Hartwell would be there to even the numbers.
Niven and LeRae get things started, despite the latter’s pleas to her twisted mentor. Turning her back on Niven proves to be a dangerous idea though, as she gets speared as soon as the bell rings. She goes for an early cover but LeRae manages to escape. She doesn’t stay up for long though, as Niven connects with a running crossbody seconds later but, again, LeRae kicks out. Niven picks up LeRae and sends her crashing into the corner with an Irish whip. She lands a couple of punches but Hartwell tags herself in. Niven isn’t too pleased about it as she reluctantly leaves the ring. Hartwell picks up LeRae, sends her into the ropes and hits a vicious clotheline. However, she doesn’t seem to care much about her opponent: her eyes are fixed on Abigail. She tosses LeRae to her corner, leaving her with no choice but to tag in, which she does reluctantly. Abigail ducks a couple of big right hands and hits a snap suplex for the cover but Hartwell easily kicks out. She goes to the ropes for momentum but gets caught by a back elbow from Hartwell.
It's obvious that she wants nothing to do with her and before Hartwell can even cover her, she rolls out of the ring and makes her way backstage, ignoring LeRae’s pleas for help. Hartwell is hot on her heels though, leaving Niven and LeRae on their own. LeRae tries is now pleading with Niven to spare her but she’s not willing to listen. LeRae evades a couple of hard punches, sneaks in behind her and shows off her strength by delivering a turnbuckle suplex to send her crashing against the post. She’s got nothing left after that though and she can’t even more Niven for a cover. Instead, Niven pulls her forth to send her head first into the post, before squashing her with a cannonball senton. LeRae kicks out of the pinfall but Niven knows there’s only one way this match can end. She taunts the public, allowing LeRae to land another suplex. She continues working on Niven’s neck with an inverted frankensteiner and, suddenly, the match isn’t such a forgone conclusion. High on adrenaline, she slaps a side headlock and sets up Niven on the second rope for another suplex but she gets caught by and elbow to the side of the head and drops to the ground.
Niven hits the viper bomb and, just like that, it’s all over.
Winners by pinfall: Indi Hartwell and Piper Niven in 10:04 | 55
COME AND GET ME
Cathy Kelley is ready for an interview backstage.
Cathy Kelley
Please, welcome my guest at this time, Zoey Stark. Zoey, it seems you’re having a difficult time moving on from your recent loss to Emma.
Zoey Stark
What are you talking about? That fluke? That wasn’t a loss. Come on! I obliterated her from start to finish and she… I mean, she didn’t even do it on purpose. You have to actually do something for it to be considered a win. I wiped the floor with that old b…
Before she can finish her sentence, Emma hits her straight in the face with a mean superkick. She’s got a leather strap in her hand starts whipping Stark around, while she’s desperately looking for a shelter. Stark throws everything she can put her hands on at her: food, glasses, tape even a hammer but Emma is relentless. Finally, Stark reaches a staircase and stumbles down the flight of stairs. Emma returns to the interview spot and grabs the microphone.
Emma
Since you want a rematch so bad, Zoey, why don’t you face me next week on RAW? And please, bring some spare underwear this time. You’re a disgrace.
Kelley watches her with an embarrassed look on her face as she storms off. | 38
LOOKING AHEAD
Next up is a series of graphics showing the RAW matches at SummerSlam.
Bobby Lashley vs Prince Puma
Mauro Ranallo
Ever since capturing the United States Championship from Austin Theory at WrestleMania, Bobby Lashley has been on a tear against some of WWE’s most gigantic superstars but the Almighty faces a different kind of challenge at SummerSlam in the form of Prince Puma.
Wade Barrett
Puma will be relying on his uncanny agility and his mentor’s wit to put a dent in Lashley’s ambitions but I don’t think he has anything in his arsenal that could really hurt him.
Bray Wyatt vs ‘The Demon’ Finn Balor
Mauro Ranallo
In a twisted mirror image of a match-up that happened six years ago at SummerSlam, Bray Wyatt will be taking on Finn Balor’s hellish alter ego. Wyatt has vowed not to call on The Fiend but is he enough to stop The Demon’s unbeaten run in WWE?
Wade Barrett
Considering he was in a catatonic state two hours ago, I think the answer’s pretty obvious. A better question would be, what will be left of Wyatt after the Demon’s had his way with him.
Asuka vs Charlotte Flair
Mauro Ranallo
Asuka has been dominating the women’s scene on RAW since she won the belt from Bianca Belair at WrestleMania but Charlotte went through a gruelling tournament to earn a shot at this title. Who will come out on top on Saturday?
Wade Barrett
Charlotte’s got the experience to reign supreme again. Does she have the will, that’s another matter. Asuka’s hardly been tested as a champion but when she has, she’s relied on her green mist to save her bacon. I think Charlotte’s crafty enough to avoid that trap. | 69
MMM vs CHAD GABLE, KEVIN OWENS AND SAMI ZAYN
Ranallo and Barrett remind us of the stakes: if MMM win, the SummerSlam match will be a regular tag team match; otherwise, the challengers will face the champions in a street fight.
man.soor and Kevin Owens get things started. Owens is still conferring with his partners when the bell rings and man.soor immediately takes the advantage with a cheap shot. He lands a couple of strikes and sends his opponent crashing with a suplex in the middle of the ring. As soon as he gets back to a vertical base, Owens is greeted by a diving clotheline. Owens tries to hit back but man.soor ducks another shot and slaps in a side headlock, which he transitions into a tornado DDT for the first pinfall attempt of the match-up. Owens’ looking frustrated but man.soor’s too fast for him. He presses on and tries to send him out with a clotheline over the top rope, but Owens hangs on. man.soor joins him, kicks him in the guts and connects with an apron falcon arrow. Owens apparently hurt his back and man.soor’s happy to wait for a count out victory. It turns out to be a poor decision though, as Owens not only beats the count but also tags in Zayn. Zayn connects with a couple of clothelines and delivers a push-up dropkick on a flat-footed man.soor.
man.soor kicks out of the pin but decides it’s time to let someone else do the heavy lifting. He tags Otis, who ignores a couple of right hands from Zayn, and hits an exploder suplex for starters. Team MMM are cruising now but instead of gathering momentum, Otis strikes a few poses in the middle of the ring. When he turns his attention to Zayn, his headbutt attempt is countered into a blue thunder bomb. However, this took a huge chunk of Zayn’s energy. He can’t even cover Otis and blindly tags in Gable, who is set to face his former ‘number one guy’. Gable climbs to the top turnbuckle and connects with a missile dropkick but when he has to pin his friend, he hesitates. Otis has no such curtesy: he locks in a bear hug on his former mentor which he turns into a pop-up body toss. He’s about to cover him but thinks better of it and tags in ma.ce. Gable kicks out and hits back with a bridging Saito suplex but ma.ce escapes just in time. They trade blows for a short time, until ma.ce sends Gable crashing into his corner. Owens takes the opportunity to tag in and delivers a series of released German suplex on ma.ce.
ma.ce doesn’t know where is he but he still kicks out of Owens’ pin. Otis is brought back in. He hits a couple of shoulder tackles before an Irish whip sends Owens into the corner, where his sternum hits the turnbuckle. That’s the opening Otis needed to land his dozer bomb but Zayn comes in to break the tag. He doesn’t wait for Otis to turn around and connects with a helluva kick into the corner. Otis drops besides Owens but Zayn doesn’t get a chance to celebrate: as he turns back, he walks straight into a man.soor superkick. Zayn drops on the floor and man.soor hits a diving moonsault. He’s about to get up but Gable flies across the ring and connects with a diving headbutt. Zayn and man.soor roll out just as the referee decides it’s time to restore some order. Gable and ma.ce drag their respective partners to their corners to tag in. ma.ce immediately goes for his finisher. He hoists Gable on his shoulders but Gable wriggles free and pushes him into the corner for his American automatic. The referee makes the count and Gable, Zayn and Owens can celebrate.
Winners by pinfall: Chad Gable, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn in 13:55 | 70
OLD ACQUAINTANCES
After the break, Triple H is out to oversee the contract signing between Asuka and Charlotte Flair for the RAW Women’s Championship.
Triple H
As you already know, this place will soon undergo some major changes – for the better, we hope. But as you also know, wrestling is all about finding the right balance between tradition and innovation. A lot of things have changed when I look back and think about the first time I step foot in the squared circle. However, these… evolutions, if you will, would mean nothing if we didn’t show the proper respect to those who came before us. We like to try new things, we create innovative concepts but they’re only a means to an end and that end is to shine the best light on some amazing rivalries and lineages. The woman who’s about to join me in the ring is the symbol of one such lineage. Without further ado, please welcome Charlotte Flair!
Charlotte makes her way to the ring and takes place at the table without waiting for an invitation.
Triple H
Charlotte also has a lot of history with the current RAW Women’s champion, a woman whose undefeated streak she ended at WrestleMania 34. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… Asuka!
Asuka comes out in an extravagant outfit and her new, ‘evil clown’ face paint.
Triple H
Ladies, the floor is yours.
Charlotte stops looking at her nails.
Charlotte Flair
Are we done? I don’t think there’s much to say here. I’m the superior athlete, I’ve proved as much on many occasions. I’ve jumped through all the loops and now it’s time for me to collect. As far as I’m concerned, it’s just a formality. Asuka’s just a one-trick pony. When I killed her streak, I killed her career.
Asuka
Watashi o kowagaranainara,-sō subekidesu.
Charlotte Flair
Yeah, yeah. We’ve heard that before. You’ve been there for years and you can’t even learn the language. Pathetic. Your act doesn’t fool anyone anymore.
Asuka
Sore wa kōide wa arimasen.
Charlotte Flair
You do realise nobody understands a word you say, don’t you?
Asuka
Nobody… is ready…
Charlotte Flair
… for Asuka. We know. Are you going to sign that contract or are we going to keep waiting for long. YOUR QUEEN IS BORED.
Charlotte grabs the pen, quickly signs her own papers and throws the pen in Asuka’s face who isn’t smiling anymore.
Asuka
Sore o surubeki janakattadesu.
Asuka jumps on her feet and locks her eyes into Charlotte’s for a few seconds. She looks ready to ready to give up when she suddenly launches a full onslaught. Charlotte weathers the storm and grabs Asuka’s legs before she powerbombs her through the table.
Charlotte Flair
And don’t forget to sign.
She leaves without a look back, while Triple H helps Asuka get out of the debris. | 76
LOS LOTHARIOS vs DEXTER LUMIS AND DOLPH ZIGGLER vs DIY
Humberto, Lumis and Gargano get things started and, surprisingly, Humberto and Lumis team up to throw Gargano out of the ring right from the get-go. As soon as he’s out of the way, Humberto goes for the backstabber but Lumis sees him coming and counters with a back elbow and a high knee. He goes back to his corner to tag in Ziggler but Gargano takes this opportunity to hit the one final beat on a defenceless Humberto. He goes for the cover but Angel breaks the count just in time. Ziggler dispatches Gargano with a neckbreaker and pins Humberto, who kicks out at two. He doesn’t get a second chance as Gargano turns him inside out with a vicious clotheline. He quickly makes it to the top rope and catches Humberto with a diving hurricanrana as soon as he gets back up. Humberto is sent flying across the ring, giving Angel an opportunity to tag in. He ducks a couple of blows from Gargano and connects with a superkick for the cover. Before he can go for the cover, Ziggler, always the opportunist, hits him with a zig zag of his own.
Angel looks done for but Ciampa comes in to break the count. He tags himself in and hits a discus lariat on Ziggler for another near-fall. Garza’s right behind though and he delivers an inverted belly to belly lungblower to stop him dead in his tracks. Garza was running on fumes though and he crawls back to his corner as soon as he’s done to tag out. Meanwhile, Lumis is desperately calling for a tag. Ziggler doesn’t notice and tries to take advantage of the situation with a sleeper hold on Ciampa but Humberto breaks the hold when he starts stomping them both. Ziggler gets up and sends him away with an Irish whip but Humberto counters with a handspring back elbow. With both opponents down, Humberto decides it’s time for him to go for his rounding moonsault but Ciampa raises his knees at the last second. The action continues in the ring but nobody manages to get any momentum going because of the ambient chaos. LeRae’s arrival at ringside is almost lost on all competitors, except for Lumis who leaves the apron to have a talk with her. They exchange a few words but she slaps him in the face and leaves with an angry look on her face. Lumis doesn’t say a word but he steps in the ring, walks straight to Ziggler and delivers the silence on his partner, who quickly passes out.
Humberto and Ciampa look dumbfounded. Lumis turns the former around and applies a belly to back suplex, followed by a leg drop. Ciampa’s regained his spirits, he rushes towards him but Lumis catches him with a thunderous spinebuster. Gargano gets a faceful of big boot as he’s about to step in while Angel also gets a silence for his troubles. Lumis then makes his way to back without a look back. In the end, Ciampa is the first to emerge. He quickly covers Humberto and gets the three count to put an end to this bizarre match-up.
Winners by pinfall: Tommaso Ciampa and Johnny Gargano in 11:11 | 59
UNHAPPY BRO
Backstage, Triple H is talking on the phone when Shane McMahon and Bronson Reed walk right up to him.
Triple H
Yes… I know, I know… Wait, can I call you back later? Hey, Shane! It’s nice to see you! [he gives his brother-in-law a hug]
Shane McMahon
You spend too much time with the bigwigs in Stanford, Hunter. Soon, you won’t remember what it’s like on the frontline!
Triple H
Ha ha, don’t worry about that, it won’t happen. Speaking of bigwigs… You know they’re not too happy with you, Shane, don’t you?
Shane McMahon
And why is that?
Triple H
Come on, don’t make me spell it out for you. Your whole Kiss My Ass Club revival isn’t their cup of tea. I’m not telling you anything you don’t know.
Shane McMahon
Why should I care?
Triple H
Well… metrics show that your segments score pretty low on all demographics, so… it looks like it’s not anybody’s cup of tea, to be honest.
Shane McMahon
Marketing, what do they know, eh? Wonder how you’d have score if they had such things during the Monday Night Wars!
Triple H
Pretty well, actually. Look, Shane, I get your point, Steph gets your point, we all get it. But maybe you should… I don’t know, find your own shtick.
Shane McMahon
The whole point is to honour dad’s legacy. I’m not sure I understand where this is going…
Triple H
Let me put it that way: at the time, Vince had the luxury of answering to one person and one person only, himself. We don’t have that luxury and some people in Stanford and elsewhere have asked me whether we’re running a serious business or if they’re giving their money away to entertain the McMahons.
Shane McMahon
You mean you would let that scumbag Breakker disrespect me and our family?
Triple H
You’re missing the point. It’s not the 90s anymore. Vince is a lot of things but above all, he’s a shrewd businessman. He wouldn’t let his feelings get in the way of what’s best for business.
If looks could kill, Triple H would be dead right now.
Shane McMahon
Ok, let me think about it, Hunter. Ok? I need time to process all that…
Triple H
I’ll buy you as much as I can but heed my advice, please, Shane.
Shane McMahon
Hey, thanks for the heads-up, bro! Don’t worry.
They hug again and Triple H walks away. Shane McMahon’s expression turns dark as he mutters to Reed: ‘We will have to find a way to get rid of him…’ | 65
MATT RIDDLE vs SETH FREAKIN ROLLINS
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For once, Riddle doesn’t look very happy to be here, which is a testament of the heat he has with his opponent. Rollins, meanwhile, seems to take this as a game. He keeps trying to get under Riddle’s skin, cackling like an old hag every time Riddle loses his cool.
The match finally gets underway and Rollins is first on the offensive with a series of waistlock takedowns, followed by a skywalker. Riddle’s all business though and he hits back with an exploder suplex and a powerbomb for the first count of the match-up. Rollins gets back to his feet and offers to shake hands but when Riddle reluctantly accepts, he gets a kick in the guts and a God’s last gift as a reward. Riddle kicks out at two and regains the upper hand with a series of punches straight to Rollins’ face. A burning hammer gets him another count but it’s way too early for Rollins to give up. He goes for another powerbomb after that but Rollins counters and hits back with a Pelé kick. With Riddle momentarily stunned, he sets up a buckle bomb and sends him crashing against the post. At this point though, Rollins seems to have no interest in ending the contest or pinning his opponent. He just prances around the ring, waiving his finger in an attempt to get the crowd to ‘sing his song’.
Riddle takes advantage of his lack of focus with a double axehandle to the back of the head. Rollins drops like a ton of bricks and Riddle slaps in his bromission. Rollins is writhing in pain but, fortunately for him, he’s close enough to the ropes to break the hold. Riddle is looking increasingly nervous and angry. He starts arguing with the referee and Rollins takes this opportunity to strike back with a slingshot springboard high knee. Riddle’s staggered but he won’t go down. Rollins grabs him by the back of the head and grinds his face against the ropes before hitting an F5 in the middle of the ring. This time, he does go for the cover but Riddle kicks out at the very last second. Rollins stomps him but Riddle finally blocks him and sends his crashing head first into the corner. Riddle uses this time to regroup but Rollins quickly comes back, looking for an opening. They jockey for position for a while, until Rollins hits a chinlock and uses his momentum for a rope walk skywalker.
Instead of going for the cover, the unties the protection on the top turnbuckle. Riddle stumbles back in and tries to stop him but he finds himself on the receiving end of a superkick. Rollins goes for the cover but, again, no cigar. He ducks a couple of shots from Riddle and sets up his paroxysm but as he locks in his inverted DDT, Riddle leans on his waist and connects with a Pelé kick of his own, right on the bridge of the nose. Rollins is staggered and Riddle decides now’s a good time to trade blows with him in the middle of the ring. Riddle indeed takes the upper hand and sends his opponent running with an Irish whip. However, Rollins ducks his next strike and counters with a stunner. Rollins can’t get the pin but he continues to kick him, until Riddle manages to get back up. He blocks a couple of kicks and hits back with an exploder suplex out of nowhere. Rollins then misses with a couple of clothelines but he manages to sweep off Riddle’s feet. He goes for a running shooting star press but Riddle moves out of the way and quickly delivers a BTS.
He's about to pin his opponent when… Randy Orton’s music hits. Riddle looks around everywhere but no-one comes out. When he turns around, Rollins is there to greet him with a superkick straight in the mush. He goes for yet another cover but Riddle kicks out again. It’s Rollins’ turn to lose his temper: he hits a pedigree but still Riddle won’t go down. Rollins is throwing a tantrum in the middle of the ring and Riddle goes for broke: he tries to deliver his bro derek but Rollins is too lively. Riddle eats a couple of knees to the face and has to release him. Rollins thanks him with another superkick followed by the curb stomp for the three count.
Winner by pinfall: Seth Freakin Rollins in 17:56 | 82
A FRIENDSHIP TURNED SOUR
Rollins dances his way backstage while Riddle is left kneeling in the middle of the ring, trying to figure out what happened. Suddenly, Randy Orton appears on the titantron. He’s dressed in plain clothes, sitting at a table in a living room. He turns to the camera.
Randy Orton
Hey, Riddle, can you hear me? Does this place ring a bell? It should.
A female voice can be heard asking Orton whether he wants some sugar with his coffee. He declines.
Randy Orton
[turning back to face the camera] What an horrible little place you have here, Riddle. All this surfer’s crap… I almost ran away when your girlfriend opened the door.
Matt Riddle
What are you doing here, Randy?
Randy Orton
Speaking of which… she’s not the sharpest knife in the kitchen, is she? I think she really didn’t catch on the latest… evolution of our relationship. You should talk to her, Riddle. Communication is an important part of any relationship. Even ours. I should have told you I arranged tonight’s match with that idiot Rollins, for instance.
Rollins, who’s still walking up the ramp, makes faces, looking hurt at Orton’s comments.
Matt Riddle
I don’t understand. Why did you do that, Randy?
Randy Orton
Yes, I’d like some pie with that, please. [turning back again] You still don’t get it, do you? I want to face you at SummerSlam, Riddle.
Matt Riddle
What? Come on, bro, if that’s about last week’s match, I’m sure we can talk it through…
Randy Orton
How many RKOs do you have to take to get this through your thick skull? I don’t want to be your partner, I want to make you suffer. I want to destroy you.
Matt Riddle
It’s the anger talking through you, Randy. Stay where you are, I’ll take a plane and we’ll talk…
Randy Orton
No, we won’t. Here’s what’s going to happen though. That birdbrain broad of yours told me a moment ago that she’s pregnant. I’m no doctor but I have a feeling a punt in her guts wouldn’t be very good for your unborn child, ‘pal’. If you don’t agree to a match right here, right now I guarantee you that kid will never get to see the light of day.
Matt Riddle
My God, you’re crazy! No, you wouldn’t do that. You’d go to jail.
Randy Orton
GIVE ME WHAT I WANT! [turning around again] No, don’t worry, I was on the phone. Drop your hippie bullshit. You only get one last chance. Give me my match or I promise you Kimberley or whatever her name is will take a nasty fall down the stairs.
Matt Riddle
You son of a bitch! Alright, you’re on! You’ve got your precious match but I will make you regret each and every one of your threats, you bastard. You’ve gone too far! Saturday at SummerSlam, I’ll make sure you never threaten anyone ever again!
Randy Orton
For now, just pray that the pie’s to my taste. I have a poor record with arson. Just ask Bray Wyatt, I’m not a very good guest.
The camera is turned off and the show goes off the air with Riddle, alone in the ring, screaming Orton’s name while Rollins continues to make silly faces. | 88
Show rating: 80