C2W ROYAL RUMBLE PART 2

[C2W]

BM: Ladies and gentlemen, I am sitting at the broadcast table alone, because my broadcast partner, The Rock, is about to compete against the Cerebral Assassin, Triple H! Let's send it over to Michael Buffer.

[C2W]

*Triple H's music plays*

MB: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, The Game, Triple H!


BM: Triple H has solidified himself as one of the best to ever step through those ropes. And I'm sure he's aiming to prove it here tonight against_


*The Rock's music plays*

BM: This man!


MB: And his opponent, The Rock!


*crowd cheers*

BM: These fans are on their feet for the most electrifying man in sports entertainment.


BM: This is an amazing moment. Two of the best competitors to ever enter this industry are face to face once again.


*bell rings*

BM: And this match-up is underway!


BM: Triple H quickly applies a headlock.


BM: Rocky powers out.


BM: High knee from Triple H!


BM: And down goes Rocky.


BM: The Game is lifting Rocky from the canvas.


BM: The Rock retaliates with a huge right hand!


BM: Triple H stumbles into the corner.


BM: And The Rock drives his shoulder into Triple H's stomach!


BM: The Game is gasping for air after that one.


BM: Rocky is charging...
 


BM: And he gets caught with a huge spinebuster.


BM: The Game goes for the cover.

SD: 1...2


BM: Rocky kicks out at two.


BM: Triple H is not letting up.


BM: Rocky counters again!


BM: With a spinebuster of his own.


BM: Rocky has that look in his eye.


BM: He's going to go for the most electrifying move in sports entertainment.





BM: Another counter from The Game!


BM: Powerslam!


SD: 1...2...


BM: Rocky kicks out again!


BM: This contest has been back and forth thus far.


BM: Suplex...


BM: No, The Rock lands on his feet.


BM: Right hand from the Brahma Bull.


BM: That bull is charging toward The Game.


BM: Clothesline.


BM: Rocky is on a roll!


BM: Another clothesline...


BM: And that one knocked Triple H off his feet.



BM: Triple H ducks The Rock's attack!


BM: Rocky took a nasty tumble over that top rope.


BM: Triple H is back on the hunt, following The Rock to the outside.


BM: Oh no, they're coming over here to the announce table.


BM: The Game just sent Rocky's face flying into the table.


BM: What does Triple H have in mind here?


BM: Oh no...


BM: Rocky pulls The Game's legs from under him!


BM: Sharpshooter! If Triple H taps out outside the ring, it will mean nothing.


BM: Rocky finally breaks the hold.


BM: The Rock is bring Triple H o his feet.


BM: Rock Bottom!


BM: Oh my goodness! Straight through the announce table!


BM: The Rock now telling a broken and battered Game to "bring it".


BM: I think Triple H may be out cold. His head smacked that announce table with incredible force.


BM: Rocky now rolling Triple H back into the ring.


SD: 1...2...


BM: How in the world did Triple H kick out?!


BM: What else does The Rock have to do to put Triple H away?


BM: Rocky is sizing The Game up.


BM: Triple H surprises Rocky with a kick to the gut.


BM: Pedigree!


BM: I don't know if The Game has the energy to crawl over and pin The Rock.


BM: He finds the strength and gets the cover.

SD: 1...2...


BM: The Rock gets his shoulder up!


BM: What a battle. Triple He can't believe it!


BM: Quite frankly, neither can I.



BM: Spinebuster!


BM: Both men are down. This has been an amazing match!


BM: The Rock is the first to get to his feet.



BM: Big right hand from Rocky.




BM: Triple H retaliates.


BM: And another shot from The Game.



BM: Rocky ducks that final shot.


BM: Big right hand!


BM: Rocky is gaining momentum...


BM: Oh! That shot knocked Triple H right out of the ring!


BM: Wait, Rocky look behind you!


BM: Sweet Chin Music from Shawn Michaels!


*bell rings*

BM: What the hell is going on? Why would Shawn attack The Rock?


*Crowd boos*

BM: what is the meaning of this?


BM: Well folks, that was an incredible contest and here is the evidence. Unfortunately, it came to a disappointing conclusion due to the interference from The Heartbreak Kid.


BM: Ladies and gentlemen, we will return with a ladder match for the C2W United States Championship.

*promo break*

[C2W]

BM: Welcome back, folks. I'm sitting behind a reconstructed announcer's table and next to a man that put up a valiant effort against one of this industry's elite. How you feeling, Rocky?

TR: Aside from feeling like I took a right hook from circa 1990's Mike Tyson, I feel great. But I tell you one thing, Musburger. Shawn Michaels is going to have hell to pay when I get my hands on him.


MB: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a ladder match!


MB: And is for the C2W United States Championship. The only way to win the contest and the title is to incapacitate your opponent long enough to scale the ladder and retrieve the belt.


*Randy Orton's music plays*

MB: Introducing first, the challenger, Randy Orton!


BM: Randy Orton has that look in his eye, Rocky.

TR: I know what you mean, Brent. He looks more focused than ever. He issued this challenge himself and I have no doubt that he'll rise to the occasion.


*Eddie Guerrero's music plays*

MB: And the opponent and United States Champion, Eddie Guerrero!


TR: Both men have used some under-handed tactics that led to two title changes, but tonight there is absolutely no way to cheat.


*Bell rings*

BM: And this contest is underway!


TR: Orton gets Eddie into a headlock.


BM: But it looks like Eddie is countering.


TR: Oh! Orton shifts his weight and comes crashing down on Guerrero.


BM: Randy is going to have to attack Eddie early and often if he wants to win this thing.


TR: I agree, Brent. Which is why, I don't think it was a great idea for Orton to allow Eddie to get to his feet.


BM: If Orton wants to stop that high-flying technique of Guerrero, he needs to keep Latino Heat off his feet.


TR: Eddie turns the tide by locking Orton in the headlock.


TR: But Orton powers out.


BM: Eddie just exploded with a clothesline!


TR: Woah, that one left Orton reeling.


BM: Where is Eddie headed?


TR: To the outside of the ring to grab a ladder, of course.


TR: hat's the only way to win this match. You've got t_


BM: Oh my goodness!


BM: Orton just dropkicked that ladder right into Eddie's chest.


TR: Next time you interrupt The Rock, we're going to have some problems, Musburger.


BM: Sorry, Rocky, but I'm trying to call the match.

TR: Let The Rock, a professional, handle that, Brent. Orton has Eddie temporarily incapacitated and is now climbing that ladder.


TR: See, call for call, color commentary, I can do it all.

BM: Very impressive, Rocky.


BM: Dropkick!


BM: Orton comes crashing down to the canvas and the ladder comes tumbling down as well.


TR: What a risk! But it paid off big.


BM: This could be Eddie's chance to grab that belt, but he's setting that ladder up in the corner.


TR: He's lifting Orton off the canvas instead of going for the title. Guess he wants to do some more damage.


BM: This has been a heated feud. It's pretty personal.


TR: Eddie sends Orton flying into the ladder face first!


TR: He's messing up those Hollywood good looks.


BM: Guerrero follows up with a spear!


BM: Eddie is on a roll. Latino Heat is on fire right now!


TR: Eddie adds injury to... well, injury by throwing the ladder down with force onto Orton's back.


BM: I think Guerrero is going to make his ascent toward the US Championship.


BM:Up he goes!


TR: But Randy Orton is right there with him.


BM: Big right hand from Orton!


BM: And Eddie comes right back with a whopping right of his own.


TR: Down goes Orton!




BM: Randy bumped the ladder and Eddie comes tumbling down as well!


TR: These men are putting their bodies on the line tonight. Making the ultimate sacrifice for championship gold.


BM: Orton is setting up that ladder now.


TR: Will Eddie be able to stop him before he grabs that US title?




TR: What in the hell?...


BM: Oh my God! Flying DDT by Eddie Guerrero!


Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!


BM: I cannot believe what I just saw! Eddie just drove Randy Orton's head into the ring from almost 20 feet up.


TR: I thought Guerrero was going to grab the title, but looks like he's going to beat down Randy Orton some more.


BM: What does Eddie have in mind here?


TR: Whatever it is, it won't favor Randy Orton.


BM: That much I know, Rocky. Eddie is grabbing another ladder.


BM: Now setting it up in the corner.


TR: Oh God, Eddie. No! Don't do it!


BM: Frogsplash!


TR: Orton moved! Eddie comes crashing down on that steel ladder!


BM: What a match! These men will stop at nothing to walk out of here as the US champion.


TR: I think Orton is going to make Eddie regret failing to go for that title when he had the chance.


BM: Eddie Guerrero fights his way back to his feet.


TR: Orton is still climbing. Now inches away from the gold.


TR: Eddie is running up the ladder!


BM: Hurricanrana!


TR: Eddie connects with a hurricanrana right on top of that ladder!


BM: Orton is writhing in pain on the mat as Eddie makes his ascent.


BM: All he has to do is reach up.


TR: He did it!

*bell rings*

MB: Here is your winner and STILL C2W United States Champion, Latino Heat, Eddie Guerrero!


TR: Eddie put his body through hell and back to earn that championship. Well deserved.

BM: Orton did as well, Rocky. But it just wasn't enough to stop the ever so resilient Latino Heat.

[C2W]

BM: We've seen a number of men put their bodies on the line for championship gold tonight. And that isn't going to stop just yet because three men are about to compete for the biggest prize in this industry, The C2W World Championship.

TR: There's no telling how far these men will push their bodies to obtain professional wrestling's grandest prize. Take it from a legendary World Champion, Musburger. Championship gold does something to a man's mind that makes him willing to sacrifice everything for it.


*Chris Jericho's music plays*

MB: the following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the C2W World Championship! Introducing first, Y2J, The Ayatollah of Rock n' Roll, Chris Jericho!


BM: Jericho did not show up to his tag match with The Big Show to ensure that he would be healthy enough to compete in this matchup.

TR: Can Jericho walk away with championship gold? We're about to find out.


*Jerry Lawler's music plays*

MB: Introducing the C2W World Champion, Jerry "The King" Lawler!


BM: The World Champion looks more than ready to lock horns with two of this company's most gifted athletes.


*The Undertaker's music plays*

MB: And the third opponent, The Phenom, The Undertaker!


TR: The scariest man to ever step foot in the squared circle. Hands down.


BM: I wouldn't dare dispute that, Rocky.


BM: The Undertaker has left a path of destruction behind him for over a decade.

TR: And now, two men stand between him and the title he so badly wants to walk out of this arena with.


*bell rings*

TR: And just like that this match is underway! Undertaker lands a huge right hand on Lawler.


BM: Now he's going to the body.


TR: Lawler is getting beaten to a pulp in the early going of this match.


BM: Jericho intervenes but that last punch sent Jerry Lawler right over the ropes to the apron outside.


TR: Big knee to the gut from Jericho.



BM: And a knee to the face to bring the dead man to the mat.


TR: Lawler is still feeling the effects of Taker's big hands.


BM: But he recovers and is making his way to the top rope.


BM: Jericho stops him before he takes flight.


TR: King just got knocked to the other side of the ring apron.


BM: Jericho capitalizes with a dropkick.

TR: vintage Jericho there.


TR: King goes flying into the Undertaker's bike!


TR: Does the underworld have insurance?


BM: Taker wraps that big hand around Jericho's throat! Jericho might be needing some life insurance very soon!


TR: Low blow! Anything goes!



BM: Jericho connects with a bulldog.


TR: Earl Hebner is there to make the count.

EH: 1...


BM: Taker quickly kicks out.


BM: Jericho isn't done just yet.


TR: Lionsault!


TR: No,Taker rolled out of the way.


TR: And he connects with another big right hand!



BM: Jericho staggers into the corner and is met with a clothesline.


TR: Take is cleaning house.

BM: For now, Lawler's got an equalizer.


TR: Big chair shot to the Undertaker's skull!



BM: And another to the back!


TR: One more for good measure?


BM: No, Jericho swipes the chair from Lawler.

TR: I think Jericho wants to pull the trigger.



TR: Trickery from Jericho!


BM: He turned the chair on Lawler. What a dirty trick!

TR: All is fair in love and war, Musburger.


BM: Jericho now taunting Lawler. But he really needs to be worried about the dead man who is back on his feet.


TR: Big boot!


BM: Y2J paid dearly for wasting time taunting the current champion.


TR: Undertaker just flung Jericho into the corner like a small child.


BM: Jericho is writhing in pain. His spine just bounced off those turnbuckles.

TR: His spine is about to get much worse. Taker is signaling for The Last Ride.


BM: The Last Ride!


TR: Jericho reverses!


BM: Taker lands on his feet on the outside of the ring, but what an amazing reversal by Jericho.


TR: Seated senton!


BM: Taker catches Jericho and powerbombs him right onto those steel steps!


TR: Jericho has to be outcold after that one. Hell he may even be paralyzed. He isn't moving an inch.


BM: Look at that soulless look in The Undertaker's eyes. That man has no remorse.


TR: Lawler is back to his feet and Undertaker is sliding back into the ring.


BM: Weeks ago, Lawler locked Taker in a casket that was then struck by lightning and burned to ashes. Now, the two stand in the middle of the ring, face to face.


TR: King takes the first swing and connects!


BM: But Taker comes right back with one of his own.


TR: It staggers Lawler...


TR: who walks right into a clothesline.


BM: The Undertaker is too powerful. I don't know if King take anymore of a beating from the dead man.


TR: Taker is singaliong for another Last Ride.




BM: King connects with a chair shot!


TR: Somehow, King managed to pick up the chair and striker Undertaker the peak of that Last Ride.


BM: King needs to make the cover to retain his championship.


TR: Jericho comes from behind and throws Lawler out of the ring!



TR: Lionsault!


BM: Jericho connects with The Lionsault!


TR: Y2J goes for the pin.

EH:1...2...3!


*bell rings*

BM: Oh my God! Jericho stole one!


BM: Jericho fleeing the scene of the crime!


MB: Your winner...


MB: and NEW C2W World Champion!


MB: Chris Jericho!

BM: The look on Lawler's face tells the whole story! King may have had this match won, but Jericho swooped in and got the pinfall.


TR: It doesn't matter how it happened, Musburger. Jericho pinned Taker's shoulders to the mat and as a result, is walking out of this arena with that championship gold held high above his head.

BM: That's true, Rocky. We have a new champion. The Y2J era is now. Thank you for joining us, folks.