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Monday Night Raw - April 7, 2008
“Welcome ladies and gentleman as the USA Network presents a special edition of Monday Night RAW. I’m Jim Ross, alongside Jerry ‘The King’ Lawler, and by god do we have a show for you tonight.”
“I can’t wait JR, it’s the King of the Ring! We’ve even got a throne!”
“Last week on Smackdown we saw General Manager William Regal announce the entrants into the tournament and now we can reveal the quarter final matches!”
“Intercontinental Champion Chris Jericho will face off against ‘The Samoan Bulldozer’ Umaga, and Triple H will face John Bradshaw Layfield in the tie of the round. HHH is the only entrant to have a crown to his name, but as a former world champion himself, JBL is no pushover.”
“In the other two quarter finals we have World Tag Team Champion Hardcore Holly facing Carlito, whilst his partner Cody Rhodes will have the ominous task of taking on former WWE Champion Randy Orton, and you know that Orton is desperate to get that title back”
“I know which member of the Tag Team Champions I’d rather be tonight JR!”
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This Is Me Against The World
“HEY! Nothing you can say!”
Randy Orton has no time for Jim Ross to get on with announcing the rest of the matches for the show and takes great pleasure in the chorus of boos that greets him.
“Eight days ago.” The crowd don’t want to hear it and make their feelings known. “Eight days ago I walked into WrestleMania as the WWE Heavyweight Champion. I walked in ready to usher in a new age of professional wrestling. The Age of Orton.”
“Orton sucks. Orton sucks.”
“Yet, the Age of Orton ended before it could even begin.” He pauses. “I had John Cena and Triple H right where I wanted them. I had them both beaten. But instead of establishing a new legacy as the greatest WWE Champion of all time, I was robbed. Robbed by John Cena. Robbed by Triple H. Robbed of my destiny!”
Orton paces back and forth, getting angrier with each breath.
“I don’t mind obstacles. I’ve faced obstacles all my life, and all my life I’ve knocked them down. John Cena, when I win the King of the Ring tournament, there will be nobody to prevent me from taking back what is rightfully mine. And Triple H, if you make it to the finals…”
“TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!”
“Ask and ye shall receive” quips Lawler.
“You rang?”
“No I..” Orton shakes his head in frustration. “What do you want, Hunter?”
“Well it seems like you wanted to address me, and what better way than face to face, man to man.” HHH enters the ring and gets in Randy’s face. “So..?”
“I know how you operate, Hunter. You’ve played the game like no one else. But, let’s be honest, it’s a game you’re losing your grip on. You’re not the cerebral assassin anymore, you’ve gone soft and I’ve outgrown you. If we meet in the King of the Ring, I’ll put you down for good.”
“You’ve had your moments, sure, but everything you’ve got is because of ME. I made you, and IF we meet in the King of the Ring tournament, I will destroy you.”
Orton decides enough is enough and he leaps at HHH who ducks out of the way and clotheslines Randy over the top rope. Orton is absolutely livid and looks to get back in but HHH is having none of it and aims a kick his way. Randy decides now isn’t the time to get roughed up and tells HHH to watch his back as he backs up the ramp.
“If both men win all their matches then the two will meet in the finals of the King of the Ring”
“If that happens JR, I don’t know if there will be anything left of either of these guys to face John Cena. It’s getting pretty heated between these two former friends.”
“The Evolution of Randy Orton has been impressive, but I for one hope Triple H can knock him down a peg or two. I’m not sure I fancy living under an Age of Orton.”
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We get a recap of last week’s six man tag match as John Cena, Chris Jericho, and Triple H were able to put aside their differences and defeat JBL, Snitsky, and Umaga. Each man hit their finish and pinned their respective opponent. That kind of camaraderie is sure not to last. Speaking of camaraderie, Rob Van Dam returned to ECW for the first time in almost a year last night, standing up for the company that made him. Lawler voices his dislike for Rob Van Dam and ECW causing a nuisance. JR quickly moves on and tells us that many are wondering what the future has in store for Shawn Michaels after his comments last week, he’ll address them tonight.
“Also, JR, have you seen that on the WWE.COM website we have a competition where IF you can predict the winners of the King of the Ring quarter finals tonight, you can win great prizes like WWE merchandise and even tickets to a future event!”
“This is your chance to be a part of the action, folks! Great opportunities on the WWE.COM website although not long left now to enter. Remember, entries will close at the opening bell of our first King of the Ring quarter finals, so enter now to be in with a chance to win!”
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Melina & Jillian Hall vs. Mickie James & Ashley
At WrestleMania, WWE Women’s Champion Beth Phoenix and Melina defeated Ashley and Maria, but at ringside two of the lumberjills in Mickie James and Jillian Hall came to blows. Jillian wants to get her hands on Mickie right away but Melina calms her down and starts instead. She tries hair pulls and eye rakes but Mickie takes her down with some ground and pound before launching Melina back into her own corner and telling Jillian to tag in. She obliges but then both women attack Mickie! Ashley tries to get in but gets kicked off the apron by Melina who follows her outside. Jillian locks Mickie in for the stroke (I’m sure she has a different name for it) but Mickie counters and MICKIE DDT. 1…2…3.
Mickie and Ashley win! Melina is on the outside absolutely furious and slides in to exact some revenge. Nope. Mickie sees her coming and LONG KISS GOODNIGHT.
“That kick just rocked Melina’s jaw.”
“Mickie James is the real deal King, and she showed us all tonight. I have a feeling she may be casting an eye at Beth Phoenix and her Women’s title after this.”
Winners: Mickie James & Ashley
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KOTR MOMENT #10
Booker T Crowned King of the Ring (2006) [YouTube]
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KOTR QF: Carlito vs. Hardcore Holly w/ Cody Rhodes
“I spit in the face of people who don’t want to be cool” introduces Carlito for our first match in the King of the Ring. Hardcore Holly is out next flanked by his partner Cody Rhodes, with their tag titles on full display.
JR tells us that “Entries are now closed in our King of the Ring interactive competition. Winners will be posted on WWE.COM at the end of the show.”
Holly slides into the ring and gets this going right away with rights and lefts lighting up Carlito. Carlito staggers back and gets knocked out of the ring. Holly follows but gets tripped into the announce table and Carlito recovers back inside. Cody checks on his partner, helping him up to get back in at the count of five. He’s cut off immediately with stomps and a neckbreaker from Carlito for two.
“Carlito is looking to make a statement in this one, JR.”
Carlito continues to work over the neck of Bob Holly who tries to fight back but gets his eyes raked and dropped with a clothesline. Float over suplex gets two and Carlito is in complete control. Holly reverses out of a backbreaker attempt and hits a back body drop on the oncoming Carlito, but Holly can’t follow up and he gets cut off again. Cody pulls Holly out of the ring and checks on him again as the referee goes to warn him not to get involved. Carlito wastes no time and takes the two men out with a slingshot plancha to the outside!
Carlito rolls Holly back in and signals for the Backstabber.
“This one could be over already, JR!”
“Don’t count out Hardcore Holly yet.”
Bob Holly isn’t done yet and he battles back to his feet forcing Carlito back. Carlito runs the ropes but Holly nails him with a running firearm. A backbreaker gets two and a DDT looks like it might finish things off but Carlito kicks out again just before three. Holly notices Cody still down on the outside having taken the brunt of the plancha, and that one second distraction is all Carlito needs. BACKSTABBER. One..Two..Three! Carlito advances to the semi-finals.
Winner: Carlito
When Holly comes around he can’t believe it. He’s absolutely gutted and when Cody asks “what happened?” he kicks the steel steps in anger and heads straight to the back with Rhodes looking rather confused.
“Well JR, Carlito advances after a fantastic performance against the veteran Hardcore Holly!”
“You’re right, King. The aptly named Backstabber does the job once again for Carlito. Although you can’t blame Holly for being concerned about his partner.”
“Take it from me JR, you’ve got to put all of that out of your mind in the ring. One second can be all the difference in the world.”
“And that one second was all Carlito needed to capitalise on Holly’s distraction and get the victory.”
—
[Recap of the Flair retirement party last week on RAW.]
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The Italian Job
John Cena’s music hits and we get the usual fifty-fifty split of cheers and boos. The champ doesn’t mind as he salutes the fans and slapping hands along the way. The four time WWE Heavyweight Champion slides into the ring and grabs a microphone.
“What’s up New York!?” Big cheers. If in doubt, reference the hometown, and get those Mick Foley cheap pops peppered through your promo. “Man it feels good to be back here with you all tonight. Only…”
“WHAT!?”
“Well..sometimes in life I guess things don’t always quite go the way you imagined. I won this title eight days ago on the grandest stage of them all, and yet tonight, everyone else has a dance partner except me? I can’t even be a fighting champion whilst the King of the Ring goes on, so I’m left feeling a little bit forgotten.”
“Booo!”
“That’s exactly how I feel. I feel like a fat kid at football practice, except I’ve got the weight of the world on my shoulder.” Cena adjusts the belt and smiles. “But when life throws you curveballs, you step up to the plate. Don’t let things just happen to you, get out there and start swinging. So right now I’m throwing out an open challenge to anyone back there in the locker room.”
Santino Marella’s music hits and Cena nods looking impressed. Santino smirks, struts down to the ring, and takes the mic from John Cena.
“I accept-ah your challenge, Juan Cena. Prepare for the ass to be kicked, invisible man.”
“Santino has answered John Cena’s non-title challenge. What an opportunity for the Italian.”
“I can’t stand the guy JR. After everything he put Maria through…”
“Well you had your say on that one at WrestleMania when you punched him in the face. Anyway, let’s get to the match.”
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Non-Title Match: John Cena © vs Santino Marella
Taking off his shirt, Santino offers Cena a test of strength after flexing his muscles. Cena accepts but Santino kicks Cena low! The referee goes to check on Cena but Santino takes his man down with an arm drag and locks in the armbar! Cena cries out and tries to grab a breath. Cena manages to roll over and with Santino still holding onto the arm, lift him up with one arm and slam him down hard onto the canvas. Santino releases immediately and tries to roll away. Cena lifts him up, shoots him off the ropes and hits a BIG back body drop. Santino is up but he gets a kick to the gut, facebuster, and the Five Knuckle Shuffle. The crowd pops for that as always and Cena signals that this one has run its course. Santino throws some weak flailing arms to try and get Cena away from him but F-U! Cena makes the cover, and that’s all she wrote.
Winner: John Cena
“I think Santino bit off a little more than he could chew with John Cena tonight.”
Cut to commercial break.
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KOTR MOMENT #9:
Brock Lesnar wins King of the Ring (2002) [YouTube]
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Owner of a Bleeding Heart
Shawn Michaels’ music hits and The Heartbreak Kid makes his way to the ring. He isn’t quite so sombre as last week, even managing to crack a couple of half-smiles for the ladies in the front row, and ruffle the hair of a young kid wearing an ‘HBK’ shirt.
“You know, last week was truly a great send off for my good friend, Ric Flair.”
“Woooo!”
“Yet, throughout the week all I keep hearing are questions about “Why Shawn, Why?” as if I wanted Ric Flair to retire.That wasn’t my choice, but I bear the burden all the same. I, Shawn Michaels, retired Ric Flair, and if given that moment one more time…“ Shawn pauses. “I wouldn’t change a single thing. It would be disrespectful to give Ric Flair anything less than my best, and that’s what I did”
Shawn looks to find the next words to say but he’s interrupted by the horns of JBL’s entrance and here comes the Texas Tycoon, no limo tonight, but dressed in a business suit straight from wall street, including the salmon coloured tie.
“Shawn, I’m not gonna lie. All this bleeding heart horse shit is wearing thin.”
“Believe what you like John, I don’t have a single thing to prove to you.”
“Oh Shawn, we’re not so different, you and I.” Shawn laughs but JBL looks dead serious. “I’m dead serious. You are the most egotistical, self-serving, successful superstar in the history of this business. I thought I was bad, but then you returned and I realised everything they said about you was true. And I thought to myself..’what a man’. What a man it takes to always put himself first ahead of everyone; his friends, family, even his own mortality.”
Shawn takes a step closer to JBL, staring him down, but equally wondering where this was going.
“I wish I could commit like you Shawn. I really do. Me? Well, I’ve done plenty of things people don’t like, but I didn’t have to screw anyone… over to get my titles. “I’ve never lied about my faith to buy some goodwill credit from these pathetic idiots.”
JBL knows how to get a crowd hot and angry. So he doubles down.
“You know, I came to New York and made millions on the stock market, and these sewer rats can barely afford to make ends meet, and you want to be their hero? You want them to chant your name and sing along with your little entrance music and say “OH SHAWN WE LOVE YOU.”
JBL’s complexion suddenly turns dark as he gets right in Shawn’s face.
“You make me sick”. Shawn looks about ready to blow.
BAM!
JBL rocks Shawn with a right hand and then scurries out of the ring, laughing as he goes.
“JBL just knocked Shawn Michaels into next week, JR!”
Shawn holds his face and gets onto his knees, staring down JBL who is now halfway up the ramp. Shawn shakes his head and checks he’s not bleeding as he rolls out of the ring slowly, and even more slowly makes his way to the back.
“Shawn came out here to have his say and decide what was next for him, and I think he just found out. The Heartbreak Kid won’t take that cheap shot laying down.”
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UMAGA!?!?
We cut backstage to RAW General Manager William Regal’s office with Regal sat at his desk sorting through papers with [TOP SECRET] across the back of them. He hears a knock at the door and tells them to come in. Chris Jericho enters, his Intercontinental Title around his waist, and trust Money in the Bank briefcase in his hand.
“Umaga!? Seriously Regal, Umaga?”
“What about him?”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t pick those brackets yourself Bill!” He slams the briefcase down onto Regal’s desk.
“Oh, I did. I’m going to particularly enjoy this next match.”
“UGHH!!”
Jericho storms off, slamming the door on his way out. Regal looks rather nonchalant and goes back to his papers. The door swings back open to reveal Jericho, once again, staring Regal down. He walks in, grabs the MITB briefcase and storms back out again. Regal sighs.
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KOTR QF: Umaga vs. Chris Jericho
Umaga is out first looking positively deranged. He pounds the turnbuckle as he awaits his opponent. Jericho breaks the walls down and struts out to the ring looking much more confident than he did a couple of minutes ago in Regal’s office. He sizes up Umaga from outside the ring, debating entering before deciding against it and dropping his belt and briefcase off at the timekeeper’s table. He slides into the ring and ducks out of the way of a charging Samoan Bulldozer.
The bell rings and Jericho immediately circles his opponent, studying his movements, staying out of his reach. Umaga charges forward with “catlike agility”, thanks JR, but Jericho again ducks out of the way, this time catching Umaga with a dropkick. It barely even registers. Umaga comes charging back and this time a thunderous clothesline sends the IC champ crashing to the mat. Jericho gets up but Umaga is all over him, continuing his relentless assault with a barrage of strikes and a BIG TIME Samoan Drop. 1…2.. Jericho kicks out.
Jericho keeps popping back up only to be knocked down again. Umaga whips Jericho into the turnbuckle but Jericho quickly gets out of the way of Umaga and hits a slingshot missile dropkick to send Umaga reeling, but he doesn’t go down! Jericho runs the ropes, flying forearm! Umaga still doesn’t go down, but now he’s wobbling. Jericho unleashes kicks to the gut and a big sidekick to the jaw before running the ropes once again, POWERSLAM! Umaga reversed at the right moment and caught Jericho out, but only got a two count.
Jericho refuses to stay down, summoning every ounce of his strength to fight back. Umaga locks in a nerve hold but Jericho throws some wild elbow strikes at Umaga’s face, and then manages to kick him hard enough to release the hold. Jericho is back on his feet and he ducks and dodges, bobs and weaves, and hits and runs against his fierce opponent. The strategy starts to pay off and after a spinning heel kick, Jericho finally takes Umaga down with a bulldog! He looks for the Lionsault but Umaga rolls out of the way and Jericho lands on his feet. SAMOAN SPIKE, NO! Jericho got his elbow up and it didn’t hit clean. Umaga drags Jericho back up to his feet to land it properly this time…CODEBREAKER! Jericho hit the Codebreaker!! He can’t capitalise right away but he manages to get an arm over Umaga. One…Two…Th—NO! UMAGA KICKS OUT. Jericho can’t believe it but he gets back up to his feet first and hits the LIONSAULT! This time it lands. 1…2…3. Jericho wins and advances to the semi finals!
Winner: Chris Jericho
“Chris Jericho may have found a counter for the Samoan Spike but it was almost not enough!”
“Even with the arm up JR, did you see how much power Umaga generates!? That’s scary and Chris Jericho is a lucky man because that one could have gone very differently.”
“Yet as it stands, King, Jericho found a way to get an advantage and therefore he advances to the semi finals which start next week”.
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A Fly in the Ointment
Triple H is backstage getting ready for his match. He grabs a bottle of water and leaves the locker room heading towards the ring. The crowd cheers as JR and The King talk about HHH’s desperation to get the title back after Mr. McMahon screwed Triple H last year at No Mercy, forcing him to wrestle three times in one night, and both winning and losing the title in the same evening.
“Since then, Orton has ducked and dodged HHH’s challenge, getting himself disqualified when he’s been forced to face The Game.”
“Orton’s just smart, JR, and he had HHH beaten at WrestleMania. If John Cena hadn’t broken up the pinfall Randy would still be champion.”
“Well that’s what happens in a triple threat match King, you know that, and I’m damned if Randy Orton doesn’t know that too and just chooses to not acknowledge it.”
OUTTA NOWHERE™, Randy Orton tackles HHH into a wall and starts reigning down with punches. He stands up and as HHH rolls over to try and get to his feet, Orton nails him with a PUNT, knocking HHH unconscious. Randy gets down onto the floor and whispers to HHH.
“Good luck in your match, Hunter,” Orton sneers, his voice dripping with contempt as he stands over the broken body of HHH. Orton smirks and flees the scene as EMTs and referees arrive.
HHH still hasn’t come to and JR cannot believe what’s happened to HHH right before his match. JR calls Orton “a snake” as King tells us we’re about to go to commercial break, but after that, “HHH has his match with JBL, next!”
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KOTR QF: John Bradshaw Layfield vs. Triple H
Back from commercial break and JBL’s music hits and here he comes in his traditional white limousine. The self-proclaimed ‘Wrestling God’ swaggers to the ring with a smirk on his face as JR and the King try to get updates about the condition of HHH. JR is suspicious of JBL’s smirk and cocky nature and wonders if he wasn’t in on the actions backstage a few moments ago. “Time to play The Game” is next but as the fans await his entrance, nobody comes out. It gets about halfway through before cutting out and JR says they’ve still had no update on Triple H. His music hits again, and once again HHH doesn’t show.
“The timekeeper and ring announcer just exchanged a few words, and in a minute they’ll declare this one a forfeit by HHH, meaning JBL will get a bye into the next round.”
“What a travesty, all because of Randy Orton. His actions are deplorable, and it looks like he’s cost HHH a chance at the title once again.”
“TIME TO PLAY THE GAME” hits for a third time.
“It’s HHH! He’s here!!”
“Looking rather worse for wear, JR.”
HHH is far from 100% as he holds his taped up ribs and sports a rather impressive shiner below his right eye. It’s hard to tell whether he’s furious or grimacing at the pain, but the look of shock on JBL’s face tells us exactly how much he knew about it all. He didn’t expect HHH to show. As HHH makes his way to the ring, his condition gives JBL a reinvigorated sense of confidence and he jumps out of the ring and meets HHH head on at the bottom of the ramp. The referee begs both men to get in the ring, but JBL is having none of it. After a few strikes he sends HHH into the ring apron and then spears him right into it again, HHH’s body crumpling to the floor.
As HHH struggles to regain his footing JBL stomps the ribs sending shockwaves through HHH’s body. The referee still hasn’t signalled the bell and tells JBL to roll HHH into the ring or he himself will forfeit the match. JBL pushes him away but does as he’s told; he isn’t about to shoot a gift horse in the mouth given HHH’s condition. A quick neckbreaker gets a two count. JBL follows it up with a suplex that he holds for five seconds before planting HHH down hard for another two count. HHH rolls out of the ring to safety but JBL is right on him.
“JBL, all credit to him, he isn’t giving Triple H a moment to draw breath!”
The crowd get an up close look at JBL bouncing HHH’s head off of the barricade and then throwing him ribs first into the ring post. At the count of five JBL rolls back into the ring and looks like he’d be content with a count out. The crowd gets behind HHH and he drags and pulls himself into the ring at the count of nine.
Bradshaw waits for HHH to get to his feet, measuring him, CLOTHESLI-NO, HHH DUCKS! HHH lands a couple of rights, but Bradshaw blocks and kicks him again in the ribs. HHH winces and goes down but gets lifted into a fall away slam. 1…2…kickout. Every kickout is agonising for HHH but he can’t seem to get a hold of this match.
“You can’t question the heart of the game, but JBL is absolutely picking at the bones. Surely HHH can’t go on much longer taking this kind of abuse.”
JBL again signals for the end with the Clothesline but HHH ducks, JBL runs the ropes straight into a spinebuster. Both men are down but JBL is first to his feet. JBL throws a punch (boo!), HHH fires back (yay!), JBL right hand (booo!), HHH fires back with three successive chops but JBL cuts him off with a knee to the ribs and HHH doubles over in pain. Bradshaw goes to the second rope for a double axe handle but misses and gets a punch to the gut, clothesline from HHH! JBL is up but HHH hits the facebuster.
“JBL is reeling as HHH looks to turn the tide of this match.”
HHH goes for the pedigree but JBL reverses with a back body drop, CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!! Only, HHH ducked, and referee Chad Patton took the full force of it! Kick to the gut, PEDIGREE! JBL is out, but of course there is no referee to count the fall! HHH tries to wake the referee and get him up but he’s in cuckoo land with no idea of what’s going on. Hunter shrugs and gestures to the back, but he turns around and JBL hits a low blow! HHH hits the deck and JBL slides out of the ring.
He grabs the ring bell, measures HHH, and takes him out! A shot right to the head! JBL then has his turn trying to revive the referee when the crowd start going wild with cheers. Bradshaw looks up to see what the commotion is. SWEET CHIN MUSIC!
“Shawn Michaels with a measure of retribution after JBL’s cheap shot earlier on!”
“Where did he come from, JR!?”
Shawn helps HHH up who almost throws a punch at his former partner, looking extremely confused as to what Shawn is doing here. When he sees JBL out on the canvas he smiles and hugs Michaels. Shawn then goes to check on the referee as HHH drags JBL to his feet, wincing with pain as he does so. JBL can barely stand. PEDIGREE! Triple H makes the cover and Shawn grabs the referee’s hand. One..Two..Three.
Winner: Triple H
Shawn and HHH celebrate in the ring and we get a very brief DX reunion with crotch chops and all. Shawn checks if HHH is alright and he says he’s had worse. They laugh and just before we cut to commercial break Shawn says, “Hey, I got an idea”, and a cheeky grin emerges on his face as he helps HHH out of the ring.
“Orton’s plan failed. HHH wins!”
“And Michaels paid JBL back double.”
“I don’t think JBL will see it that way. Shawn Michaels cost him this match, and he’s not a man who takes such things lightly.”
“You’re right King, but now we have Randy Orton versus Cody Rhodes in our main event. Coming up, next!”
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KOTR MOMENT #8:
Bret Hart wins King of the Ring (1993) [YouTube]
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With three quarter-finals down, Jim Ross reveals that HHH is the overwhelming favourite of the online vote for who will win “but he almost got eliminated there!” Lawler says his money is on Orton, “I thought it was on JBL”, “I can back more than one horse JR, and my money is on Randy Orton”.
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KOTR QF: Randy Orton vs. Cody Rhodes
Cody Rhodes is out first, without his tag team partner accompanying him. Lawler speculates that Holly is upset from earlier when his concern over his partner cost him his match against Carlito. JR says that Cody is an exciting young superstar who has shown glimpses of future potential, but that Orton is a former WWE Champion, and this will be a monumental task for the grandson of a plumber. Randy Orton is out next looking less than pleased and a little bit rattled. He checks behind him on several occasions and shouts at a few fans on his way to the ring.
Orton mouths off to Cody who responds with a hard slap to the face. Orton pauses for a moment in disbelief before viciously attacking with clubbing blows and a back elbow sending him staggering into the corner. Cody tries to fire back with chops and forearms but Randy blocks and hits a wrap-around backbreaker - kick out at one. Orton seems even more annoyed by that and begins stomping the life out of Rhodes who tries to get out of the ring but gets caught on the apron. Orton drags him through the middle rope, looking for the Hanging DDT. He poses for just too long as Cody jumps backwards out of the ring, hurting himself, but also driving Randy neck first off the top rope.
Cody gets cut off getting back in the ring and The Viper continues his assault and decides to sit Cody on the top turnbuckle. Orton takes a few steps back and nails Cody with a running forearm almost sending him toppling to the floor but he grabs him, goes up top himself, BIG TIME SUPERPLEX!! Orton crawls over and makes the pin. One..Two..Kickout! Orton locks Cody in a sleeper hold, wearing him down, grinding his elbow into the side of the head. Cody starts to drift but the crowd chanting “Cody! Cody! Cody!” fires him up and like any good babyface he elbows once, he elbows twice, but ahh no Orton cinches it in tighter and takes him back down again. “Ask him!” cries Orton, trying to force his opponent to either submit or to pass out. Cody looks pale as the referee checks the arm, lifts it up and drops it.
“One!”
Again he checks for a response from Cody but his eyes are barely opened and Randy has it in tightly. He lifts and drops the arm again.
“Two!”
The referee does one final check but there is no response. He picks the arm up and drops it.
“THR-”
Cody’s arm doesn’t hit the canvas. He opens his eyes. Orton looks at the referee and tries to lock it in tighter but Cody is grasping at Orton’s elbow now, trying to wrench himself free.
“CODY! CODY! CODY!”
Big time elbow to Orton’s face followed by a second and Randy breaks the hold. The crowd are up on their feet now as Cody throws rights and lefts at the midsection, fighting his way to his feet. Orton throws a punch. Blocked. RIGHT HAND. Orton draws back. Cody presses the advantage. Orton throws another shot. BLOCKED. Cody nails him and sends him off the ropes for a big back body drop. Orton is up and then right back down again with a hip toss. Cody sends him off the ropes again but gets reversed, Orton ducks, Cody drops down to the canvas and punches him in the face! Cody gets Randy up, gourdbuster! One..Two..Kickout!
“Cody’s feeling it now, he’s taking it to Randy Orton!”
“Using Orton’s frustrations against him has worked so far but it’s not over yet JR.”
Cody drags Orton to his feet and signals for the Alabama Slam but Orton rolls through with a sunset flip. One..Two..Kickout! Cody rolls out, goes for a dropkick but gets swatted away and Orton nails his own dropkick, showing the youngster how it’s done before getting up and posting. If Michael Cole was here you know this would be vintage Orton. Cody is up but walks straight into a scoop slam for two. Cody is up quickly though and after Randy ducks a clothesline attempt, Cody springboards off the ropes with a tornado DDT! Randy lands hard on his head and rolls out of the ring.
Cody goes to follow but the referee tells him to keep it in the ring. He follows anyway as Randy tries to crawl away. He doesn’t get far and Cody starts throwing hands as Orton begs off and tries to create some distance. Cody eventually throws Randy back in and climbs up onto the apron, but he gets caught! Orton grabs him and this time he hits the Hanging DDT. Orton makes the cover..One..Two..Kickout! Orton grabs the referee and complains of a slow count.
“Only two there and you can see that Randy thought this one would be easier than it’s proven to be!”
Orton signals for the end and stalks Cody as he tries to get to his feet.
“Orton is feeling it again and you fear Cody’s chance to win this match has come and gone.”
Cody is up to one knee now. Orton is coiled, ready to spring.
“TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!”
For the millionth time of the night, HHH’s music hits the PA system, and Orton spins in the direction of the stage, begging for HHH to come and get him. “I’M RIGHT HERE HUNTER!”, he shouts, a crazed look across his face. “WHERE ARE YOU!?”. All of a sudden Cody Rhodes rolls Orton up with a school boy pin. One..Two..Three! The referee makes the count, Cody wins, Orton is absolutely shook and cannot believe it. He goes to grab Cody and then the referee but both slide out of danger and head out of the ring. Orton looks back at the stage and pounds the mat in frustration.
Winner: Cody Rhodes
“HHH has the last laugh here tonight distracting Orton long enough for Cody to take advantage and get the win and, more importantly, advance into the semi-finals of the King of the Ring tournament.”
“Absolutely right, King. Orton’s venom will find a target next week on RAW, but for now we have four men who have advanced from the quarter finals into next week’s semi finals. Tune in next week as we will see Chris Jericho take on Triple H, and Carlito will take on Cody Rhodes, with a shot at the WWE Heavyweight Title up for grabs at the end of it all. Thanks for tuning in, from Jerry ‘The King’ Lawler and myself, Jim Ross, goodnight, and what the hell is going to happen next week!”
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Quick Results:
Mickie James & Ashley def. Melina & Jillian Hall [03:48]
KOTR QF: Carlito def. Hardcore Holly w/ Cody Rhodes [08:42]
Non-Title Match: John Cena © def. Santino Marella [x2:39]
KOTR QF: Chris Jericho def. Umaga [08:06]
KOTR QF: HHH def. JBL [08:24]
- KOTR QF: Cody Rhodes def. Randy Orton [10:58]
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Notes:
Thankyou Roddy for taking part, as the only participant you win automatically. You scored 1 point as Carlito won his match, but Umaga, JBL, and Orton failed to get to the next round. I shall PM you with your prize options shortly. Thanks again for taking part, this was a really fun show to write.