Mauro Ranallo: Good evening and welcome to Survivor Series! We are live from Dallas, Texas!
Corey Graves: What a night we have in store, Mauro, and what better way to kick things off than with a traditional Survivor Series elimination tag match!
"Where Them Girls At" by David Guetta hit and the crowd gave a mixed reaction as The Gorgeous Guys, Tyler Breeze and Noam Dar, headed to the ring. "Psycho Killer" by Talking Heads hit, and the crowd booed as Tommaso Ciampa made his way to the ring. Finally, "Fight" by CFO$ hit and the crowd continued to boo as Kevin Owens stepped out onto the stage. Owens was wearing a shirt that said "Team Captain", with his KO logo underneath it. Owens had a stern expression on his face as he walked down the ramp.
Mauro Ranallo: Well the self-proclaimed team captain, Kevin Owens, got an unexpected surprise today when it was announced that his former best friend and long-time rival Sami Zayn will be one of his opponents tonight!
Corey Graves: Last time Kevin Owens fought Sami Zayn, Zayn literally collapsed and he's been out of action for three months. No doubt Zayn will be looking for revenge here!
After Owens had entered the ring, "Retaliation" by CFO$ hit and Dean Ambrose made his way down the ramp. Ambrose stopped at the bottom of the ramp, and "Worlds Apart" by CFO$ blasted over the PA system. The crowd went wild as Sami Zayn headed to the ring, but Zayn didn't have his usual upbeat demeanour. He had the look of a man that wanted to hurt people. In fact, as Zayn reached the bottom of the ramp, Ambrose had to hold him back.
Mauro Ranallo: There's a fury in Sami Zayn like I've never seen before!
"Electrifying" by Jim Johnston hit and the crowd went wild for The Rock as he joined Ambrose and Zayn on the ramp. Finally, "I Came To Play" by Downstait hit and The Miz came out, the Gateway Championship over his shoulder. After Miz had joined Ambrose, Zayn and The Rock at the bottom of the ramp, the four men entered the ring. Zayn made it clear to the rest of his team that he wanted to start the match, and then pointed at Kevin Owens. Owens nodded, and when the other members of both teams had moved onto the ring apron, the referee called for the bell. Owens immediately tagged in Tommaso Ciampa, then laughed. Owens exited the ring as Ciampa entered. Zayn glared at Ciampa, then charged at him and hit a flurry of punches. Zayn and Ciampa exchanged right hands, but Zayn was able to gain the upper hand, and after taking Ciampa down with a lariat, he pummelled him on the mat.
Corey Graves: There's that fury you were talking about, Mauro! Zayn needs to be careful not to get himself disqualified!
Zayn got to his feet and stomped on Ciampa several times, then pulled him to his feet and hit a snap suplex. Both men got to their feet, and Zayn hit a reverse STO on Ciampa, then locked him in the Koji Clutch! As Ciampa tried to get to the ropes, Owens yelled instructions at Breeze and Dar, and the Gorgeous Guys entered the ring, attacking Zayn and forcing him to break the hold. As Dar and Breeze began to double team Zayn, The Miz, The Rock and Dean Ambrose came to Zayn's aid! Owens entered the ring, resulting in an eight man brawl!
Mauro Ranallo: This is carnage, Corey!
Owens tossed Zayn out of the ring, then began brawling with Dean Ambrose. Zayn grabbed a steel chair from ringside and re-entered the ring, then went on the attack! He hit Ciampa, Breeze and Dar with the chair, then swung it at Owens, but Owens was able to duck out of the way and he rolled out of the ring. The referee took the chair away from Sami Zayn and called for the bell, disqualifying him! The crowd booed as Owens yelled “get that lunatic out of here!” Zayn exited the ring and was about to go after Owens, but Owens hopped over the barrier, hiding behind a member of security. Zayn shook his head, told Owens “we’ll finish this later”, then slowly headed to the back. Owens sarcastically waved goodbye, then moved onto the ring apron. Meanwhile in the ring, the referee tried to restore order.
Corey Graves: Mauro, after all that I’ve forgotten who the legal men were!
Mauro Ranallo: It was Ciampa and Zayn, but since Zayn has been eliminated, Miz, Rock or Ambrose will need to step up.
Ambrose entered the ring and exchanged right hands with Ciampa. Ciampa gained the upper hand and went to whip Ambrose against the ropes, but Ambrose reversed the Irish whip, sending Ciampa into the ropes. As Ciampa ran back towards him, Ambrose took him down with a Thesz press, then punched him against the mat several times. Ambrose pulled Ciampa to his feet and set him up for a double underhook suplex, but Ciampa blocked it and got behind Ambrose, hitting a German suplex. Both men got to their feet and Ciampa hit an Argentine facebuster, then hooked the leg. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Ciampa got to his feet and stomped on Ambrose several times, then pulled Ambrose to his feet, setting him up for a powerbomb. Ciampa lifted Ambrose up... but Ambrose countered with a hurricanrana!
Mauro Ranallo: Great counter there by Dean Ambrose!
Both men got to their feet and Ciampa whipped Ambrose against the ropes, but Ambrose took him down with a pendulum lariat. Ambrose then whipped Ciampa into the corner, before charging towards him and hitting a forearm smash. As Ciampa staggered out of the corner, Ambrose hit him with Dirty Deeds! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Corey Graves: Tommaso Ciampa has been eliminated! It’s down to 3 on 3 now!
Noam Dar had ran into the ring to try and break up the count, but he didn’t get there in time. As the referee called for the bell, Dar attacked Ambrose from behind, hitting him with a series of punches before whipping him into his team’s corner. As Owens and Breeze held Ambrose in place, Dar ran at Ambrose, hitting him with a huge European uppercut. Ambrose staggered out of the corner and Dar went to the top rope, hitting Ambrose with a dropkick. Both men got to their feet, and Dar hit a bridging northern lights suplex. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout!
Mauro Ranallo: Dar showing the kind of athleticism that made him the Breakout Champion!
Both men got to their feet, and Dar hit Ambrose with a series of punches, then whipped him against the ropes. As Ambrose ran back towards him, Dar went for a bicycle kick, but Ambrose ducked out of the way, then grabbed Dar from behind and hit a reverse DDT. Ambrose followed it up with an elbow drop, then hooked the leg. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Ambrose pulled Dar to his feet and lifted him over his shoulders, setting him up for the Midnight Special, but Dar wriggled free and took Ambrose down with a legsweep. Dar then went for the Champagne Superkneebar, but Ambrose kicked Dar away and got to his feet, then hit a spinebuster! Dar looked dazed as he got to his feet, and Ambrose hit the Dirty Deeds! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Corey Graves: Another elimination for Dean Ambrose! Team Miz has the advantage now!
As Ambrose celebrated, Dar hit him with a low blow, then exited the ring. Owens and Breeze entered the ring, and as Owens knocked Miz and Rock off the ring apron, Breeze hit Ambrose with the Beauty Shot! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia! The advantage was like Toby Halicki’s most famous movie... gone in 60 seconds!
Corey Graves: We’re down to 2 on 2 now, Mauro! Kevin Owens and Tyler Breeze versus two of the most charismatic superstars in sports entertainment, The Miz and The Rock!
As Ambrose rolled out of the ring, the referee ordered Owens to get back onto the apron. At ringside, Miz and Rock had a conversation. Miz nodded, then slid into the ring as The Rock climbed onto the apron. The match resumed as Miz and Breeze locked up. Breeze applied a headlock, but Miz broke out of it and whipped Breeze against the ropes, then took him down with a clothesline. As Breeze got to his feet, Miz set him up for a snapmare driver, but Breeze blocked it, then hit a back drop. Miz got back to his feet, and Breeze went for the Supermodel Kick, but Miz ducked out of the way, then hit a snap DDT. He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Miz got to his feet and grabbed Breeze by the legs, going for the figure four leglock. Breeze kicked him away and got to his feet, then grabbed Miz and hit a swinging neckbreaker. He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Breeze pulled Miz to his feet and hit a series of punches, then went to whip him against the ropes. Miz reversed the Irish whip and whipped Breeze into the ropes, then as Breeze ran back towards him, both men went for a clothesline, taking each other down! Miz and Breeze crawled towards their respective corners, and as Breeze tagged in Owens, Miz tagged in The Rock!
Corey Graves: What a moment this is, Mauro! The Rock and Kevin Owens in the ring together for the first time ever!
Owens and Rock stared one another down. Owens taunted The Rock, telling him to “just bring it”. Rock obliged, and the two men met in the center of the ring, exchanging right hands back and forth. The Rock gained the upper hand, and after whipping Owens against the ropes, he lifted him over his shoulders, hitting a Samoan drop. Owens got back to his feet, and The Rock hit a fisherman suplex, then as Owens got back up, Rock hit a float-over DDT. He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! The Rock pulled Owens to his feet and hit him with some more right hands, then whipped him against the ropes once more. As Owens ran back towards him, Rock went for an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but Owens blocked it, hitting Rock with a headbutt. The Rock stumbled backwards, and Owens hit a superkick! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! On the apron, Miz shouted words of encouragement to his partner. Owens got in Miz’s face and began mocking him, so Miz hit Owens with a right hand. Owens fought back with a right hand off his own, knocking Miz off the apron. By this point, The Rock was on his feet, and as Owens turned around, Rock hit him with a spinebuster. The crowd cheered in anticipation as The Rock removed his elbow pad.
Mauro Ranallo: Corey, I think it’s time for the most electrifying move in sports entertainment... the People’s Elbow!
Breeze ran into the ring to try and intervene, but The Rock was ready for him, and he hit Breeze with the Rock Bottom! This gave Owens time to recover though, and as The Rock turned his attention back to Owens, Owens grabbed him, hitting a pumphandle neckbreaker. Owens then whipped Rock against the ropes, before hitting the Pop Up Powerbomb! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Corey Graves: The Rock has been eliminated! The Miz is the only member of his team left... can he beat Owens and Breeze to become the sole survivor?
As The Rock exited the ring, Owens helped Breeze to his feet. Breeze was still feeling the effects of the Rock Bottom, and he groggily moved back to his team’s corner. Meanwhile, The Miz entered the ring and stared at Owens, making it clear he was ready to fight. Owens charged towards Miz, hitting him with a series of punches, but Miz fought back with some punches of his own, then whipped Owens into the corner. Miz ran at Owens, hitting the corner clothesline, then as Owens staggered out of the corner, Miz set him up for the Skull Crushing Finale. Owens blocked it, then lifted Miz over his shoulders, hitting the Go Home Driver. Owens hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Breeze called for the tag, and Owens tagged him in, then grabbed Miz, lifting him up into the electric chair drop position. Breeze went to the top rope, and hit Miz with a flying clothesline!
Mauro Ranallo: Doomsday Device! Breeze and Owens working in tandem there... could Owens become the newest member of the Gorgeous Guys?
Corey Graves: There are many words to describe Kevin Owens, Mauro, but gorgeous isn’t one of them!
As Owens exited the ring, Breeze hooked the leg. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Breeze stomped on Miz several times, then sat him up, applying a sleeper hold. Miz fought out of it, and as both men got to their feet, they back exchanging right hands back and forth. Miz was able to gain the upper hand and he went for a clothesline, but Breeze ducked out of the way, then hit an enzuigiri. Breeze grabbed Miz from behind, setting him up for the Unprettier... but Miz blocked it and got behind Breeze, hitting the Skull Crushing Finale! Miz knocked Owens off the apron, then covered Breeze. The referee counted – 1... 2... 3! The crowd cheered and began chanting for Miz as the referee called for the bell, signalling Breeze’s elimination.
Mauro Ranallo: We’re down to the two team captains – The Miz and Kevin Owens! Which of these men will be the sole survivor?
Owens entered the ring and whipped Miz against the ropes, immediately going for the Pop Up Powerbomb. But as Owens lifted Miz up, Miz leapfrogged him then as Owens turned around, The Miz hit a discus punch. He followed it up with an inverted facelock backbreaker, then hit a neckbreaker slam. Miz hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Miz got to his feet and stomped on Owens several times, then pulled him to his feet, setting him up for a snapmare driver. Owens blocked it, then hit a release German suplex. Miz looked dazed as he got to his feet, and Owens whipped him into the corner, then hit a running bodypress. Miz fell into a sitting position, and Owens hit the cannonball! He rolled Miz away from the ropes, then hooked the leg. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Owens looked frustrated at only getting a two count, and he began arguing with the referee. As Miz got to his feet, Owens turned around and went for a headbutt, but Miz reacted quickly, shoving Owens away. He inadvertently shoved Owens into the referee, knocking the ref down! Miz grabbed Owens and hit the Skull Crushing Finale, then was about to hook the leg when he realised the referee was out cold. As Miz tried to revive the referee, Breeze and Dar ran to the ring, attacking him! The crowd booed, then their boos turned to cheers as Sami Zayn ran to the ring with a steel chair! Having already felt the effects of Zayn’s fury earlier in the match, Breeze and Dar made a sharp exit. The Miz and Kevin Owens both got to their feet, and the two men stared at Sami Zayn, who was still standing in the ring with the chair. Owens walked up to Zayn, and told him “do it”. Zayn raised the chair above his head... then swung it at The Miz! The chair hit Miz square in the face, and the crowd reacted with shock.
Corey Graves: What the hell?
Mauro Ranallo: Have Zayn and Owens been in cahoots this whole time?!
Corey Graves: Surely not...
Owens’ face was expressionless, making it impossible to tell whether or not he’d known Zayn was going to turn on Owens. Zayn simply nodded at Owens, then exited the ring. The referee was beginning to stir, so Owens pulled Miz to his feet and whipped him against the ropes, hitting the Pop Up Powerbomb! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1.... 2.... 3! The referee called for the bell, then raised Owens’ arm in victory.
Mauro Ranallo: Well Owens is the sole survivor, thanks to a helping hand from the unlikeliest of sources!
As Owens celebrated, Zayn walked back up the ramp. Owens stared at him, the continued to celebrate.
The camera cut backstage, where Jimmy Havoc was in his office. Havoc’s office was, well not much of an office. A wood desk with a huge leather recliner, which Havoc was indeed reclining in. A couch in front of the desk and the King of the Ring trophy oh a shelf behind him, it was a large room with not much in it. Black entered the office, the EBWF World Championship gleaming on his shoulder. He walked over to Havoc’s desk and looked down at him.
PJ Black: You wanted to see me?
Jimmy Havoc: It’s decision time, PJ. Do you have a new partner, or are you forfeiting your place in the Tag Team Classic final?
The door to the office swung open a second time. There, in the doorway, former EBWF Tag-Team Champion, Heath Slater stood with a plate of food that he obviously got from catering.
Heath Slater: Dude, I totally forgot how amazing EBWF’s caterers were. This totally beats crackers and Cheez Whiz!!
Black looked at Havoc, he rolled his eyes as Slater walked up next to him.
Jimmy Havoc: Ah Heath! I’m glad you’re enjoying the food. Peej, you picked a hell of a partner!
PJ Black: He picked me.
Heath Slater: HOTTEST FREE AGENT IN PRO WRESTLING BAY BAY!!!!!
Jimmy Havoc: Hottest? Okay. Well, good luck!
Heath Slater: Luck! We don’t need luck! We’re the Corre! Come on Justin, I think there’s some fried chicken left!
Slater rushed back to catering. After glaring at Havoc, PJ reluctantly followed his partner.
PJ Black: It’s PJ, dammit...
Havoc laughed as the camera cut back to Mauro Ranallo and Corey Graves at ringside.
Mauro Ranallo: Up next, we’ve got the debut of Buff Bagwell as he takes on Chris Hero!
“Buff Daddy” hit and the crowd booed as Bagwell made his way to the ring. When Bagwell was in the ring, “Hero” by Skillet hit and the crowd cheered as Chris Hero headed to the ring. After Hero had entered the ring, the referee called for the bell. Bagwell went to hit Hero with a right hand, but Hero blocked it and countered with some right hands of his own. He whipped Bagwell against the ropes, then went for an elbow smash, but Bagwell ducked out of the way and grabbed Hero from behind, hitting an atomic drop. Bagwell followed it up with a hip toss, then hit Hero with a knee drop. Bagwell pulled Hero to his feet and hit a double underhook DDT, then made the cover. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout!
Corey Graves: A strong start by Bagwell! Buff Daddy is rolling back the years!
Bagwell pulled Hero to his feet and hit a series of punches, then set him up for the Yellow Jacket Suplex. Hero blocked it, countering with a jawbreaker. Hero then applied a cravate on Bagwell, which he transitioned into a neckbreaker.
Mauro Ranallo: Cravate buster!
Hero hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Hero pulled Bagwell to his feet and applied a hammerlock, but Bagwell broke out of it, then took Hero down with a clothesline. Bagwell stomped on Hero several times, then pulled him to his feet and hit a shoulderbreaker. Bagwell continued to work the shoulder, applying an armbar before hitting a knee drop to the shoulder. Hero cried out in pain, clutching his shoulder, and Bagwell pulled Hero to his feet, throwing him shoulder first into the ringpost!
Mauro Ranallo: Vicious tactics there by Buff Bagwell!
Corey Graves: You say vicious, Mauro, I say clever... he’s targeting the shoulder of Hero, weakening his opponent!
Hero stumbled out of the corner, still clutching his shoulder, and Bagwell hit him with a running forearm smash. As Hero got back to his feet, Bagwell whipped him against the ropes, then hit a sitout spinebuster. He hooked both legs and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Bagwell pulled Hero to his feet and dragged him towards the corner, then climbed the turnbuckle, setting Hero up for a tornado DDT. Hero fought back with several body shots, then climbed onto the turnbuckle with Bagwell and hit a huge superplex!
Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia! What a counter!
Hero draped an arm over Bagwell, and the referee made the count. 1... 2... Bagwell kicked out! Both men got to their feet, and Hero went for the Rolling Elbow, but Bagwell ducked out of the way and rolled Hero up. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Bagwell looked frustrated, and after hitting Hero with a kick to the face, he went to the corner, unhooking the top turnbuckle pad. As Bagwell exposed the turnbuckle, the referee began arguing with him, but before the referee could reattach the turnbuckle pad, Hero attacked Bagwell. He charged at Bagwell, hitting an elbow smash, then dragged him out of the corner and hit the Hero DDT. As Bagwell got to his feet, Hero went for the Cyclone Kill... but Bagwell ducked out of the way, then grabbed Hero and slammed his head against the exposed turnbuckle! As Hero staggered backwards, Bagwell went to the top rope, hitting the Buff Blockbuster! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Corey Graves: It’s over! Buff Bagwell gets the victory!
Bagwell celebrated, then made his way to the back as Hero recovered in the ring.
The scene opened backstage in Jimmy Havoc’s office. The new General Manager had another visitor. Jericho entered the locker room, his elbow bandaged up.
Jimmy Havoc: Oh Hey again Heath! Oh wait it’s that other wannabe Rockstar. Hi Chris, wait, why the hell do you have your elbow taped up?
Jericho sighed.
Chris Jericho: I injured it working out. Got it checked out by a doctor, and he thinks I’ve sprained a ligament! I’m sorry, Mr. Havoc, but I just don’t think I’m going to be able to wrestle tonight.
Jimmy’s eyes widened.
Jimmy Havoc: Oh. Well, I’m sorry to hear that Chris. I hope it gets better soon, I truly do feel sympathetic but would you mind if I got the doctor in here just to re-iterate what you’re saying?
This time Jericho’s eyes widened.
Chris Jericho: I mean I really don’t think that’s necessa-
Another man entered, cutting Jericho off.
Doctor: Of course it’s necessary! If you’ve hurt your elbow, we need to decide on the best course of treatment. We can’t have the famous Chris Jericho out of action for long, not when he’s just returned to the ring!
The doctor had a strong upper-class British accent. Jericho looked mistrustful. The doctor extended his hand.
Doctor: I’m Dr. Frederick Inger, I studied medicine at Oxford. How old are you, Chris, if you don’t mind me asking?
Jimmy Havoc: Too fucking old.
Jericho glared at him.
Chris Jericho: I just turned 47.
Dr F. Inger: Wow! You’re looking good for your age if you don’t mind me saying. Although given your age, I have to ask... have you ever had a prostate examination?
Jericho shook his head. The doctor smiled and pulled a glove out of his coat pocket.
Dr F. Inger: Not to worry! I’ll examine your prostate as part of the medical examination. Mr Havoc tells me you’re one of his biggest stars, so we’d better make sure you’re in top top condition!
As the doctor got nearer Jericho, Jericho pushed him away with both hands, his injured elbow suddenly miraculously recovered.
Chris Jericho: It’s fine, actually. I’m fine!
Jimmy Havoc: and just like Jesus onto the masses, Y2J is healed! Thank you Doctor, you truly are a miracle worker!
Dr Inger smiled.
Dr F. Inger: And you sir are a gentleman! Good day!
As the doctor left, Jericho turned to Havoc.
Chris Jericho: Okay, maybe my elbow isn’t hurting as much as I said it was, but if you don’t take me out of this match with Braun, I can guarantee I will be bandaged up afterwards. Come on, Jimmy, cancel the match.
Jimmy Havoc: I think Braun is in the boiler room eating actually lead piping because he’s chomping at the bit to get out there. It’s not that I can’t cancel, it’s just for my own safety and everyone else’s I’m not going too. Sorry Chris, match goes ahead.
Chris Jericho: Well at least give me something. Braun has Brooklyn Brawler, shouldn’t I get a partner too? I’m sure if I called Big Show…
Jimmy Havoc: Let’s be honest, Show May have started in Knucklehead, but he’s not an idiot. He saw what you did to the Legend Brooklyn Brawler, why would he ever trust you? Plus, we both know the Big Show will go to the highest bidder and right now that would be me! So, unless you want to make it a 3v1, I suggest you gear up. Sound cool?
Jericho looked mortified.
Chris Jericho: Can you at least make it a hardcore match or something, give me a fighting chance? Come on, you know you love hardcore matches!
Havoc wondered for a second and ran his fingers through his hair.
Jimmy Havoc: Nah. You don’t deserve any advantage.
Chris Jericho: Advantage?! If I can use weapons, so can Braun! How is that an advantage, Havoc? Come on... be reasonable here...
Jimmy Havoc: Braun doesn’t need a weapon, we all know that. Okay, you want No DQ?
Havoc sat down in his chair and placed his feet on his desk.
Jimmy Havoc: Beg me.
Jericho scowled.
Chris Jericho: I’m not going to beg. Don’t you dare try to humiliate me like that.
Jimmy Havoc: Okay then tough guy, go get your gear. I’m done with you.
Chris Jericho: Okay, I’ll tell you what I will beg for, Havoc... if you want this match to go ahead, I don’t want there to be any repercussions for anything I do to Braun or the Brooklyn Brawler. Because they’re going to see a different side of me tonight... a darker side. Understood?
Jimmy Havoc: I like that attitude. I really fucking dig that, you got your No DQ match. Now get out.
Jericho grinned.
Chris Jericho: Thanks, “boss”.
Jericho then exited the office. Havoc smiled darkly.
Mauro Ranallo: Well there you have it! Our next match is no disqualification! Braun Strowman and the Brooklyn Brawler versus Chris Jericho!
Brooklyn Brawler came to the ring first to a lukewarm reaction from the crowd. As Brawler reached the bottom of the ramp, he was attacked from behind! Chris Jericho had run down the ramp after him, carrying a baseball bat. After hitting Brawler across the back with it and knocking him down, Jericho hit Brawler with the bat several more times, before dragging Brawler to his feet and throwing him into the ring steps. Jericho then picked up the steel steps and slammed them onto Brawler’s head! Brawler lay motionless on the ground, but Jericho wasn’t done. He dragged Brawler to his feet and powerbombed him onto the ramp, before grabbing him by the legs and applying the Walls of Jericho. Brawler cried out in pain, and Jericho released the hold, then dragged Brawler up to the top of the ramp. He threw Brawler into the set, then hit him with a Codebreaker! With Brawler laid out, Jericho walked to the ring, looking satisfied with himself.
Corey Graves: Well Jericho asked Havoc for “no repercussions”, and Havoc said he liked Jericho’s attitude. I wonder if he still likes Jericho’s attitude now!
Mauro Ranallo: Jericho has taken care of one of his opponents, but he still has to deal with the Monster Among Men...
Jericho picked his bat back up as he reached the bottom of the ramp, then entered the ring and awaited the arrival of Braun Strowman. “I Am Stronger” by CFO$ hit and the crowd cheered as Strowman stepped out onto the stage. Strowman looked down at Brooklyn Brawler, who was being tended to by medical staff, then looked at Jericho in the ring and smiled. Strowman walked slowly to the ring, then climbed over the top rope and stared Jericho down. The referee called for the bell, and Jericho ran at Strowman with the bat... but Strowman snatched the baseball bat away, then snapped it in half! Jericho suddenly looked afraid, and Strowman grabbed him by the throat, lifting him up and hitting a chokeslam. Strowman hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Jericho rolled out of the ring, but Strowman followed him to the outside, then grabbed Jericho and threw him into the ringside barrier. As Jericho stumbled forwards, Strowman went for a big boot. Jericho ducked out of the way and grabbed the ring bell, then as Strowman turned around, Jericho hit him full force in the face with the bell! Blood began to trickle from Strowman’s forehead, which seemed to amuse the Monster Among Men. Jericho hit Strowman with the bell once more, and Strowman roared, then headbutted Jericho! Jericho fell to the ground and clutched his head, and for a moment it looked as though Strowman had busted him open, but as Jericho wiped the blood away, it was obvious that the blood was Strowman’s. Strowman then walked over to the Spanish announce table, taking the lid off and tossing their notes/monitors away. Jericho got back to his feet, and Strowman lifted him up, then powerslammed Jericho through the table!
Mauro Ranallo: Aye carumba!
Strowman pulled Jericho to his feet and threw him back into the ring, then made the cover. The referee counted – 1... 2... Jericho kicked out! Strowman smiled, then dragged Jericho to his feet once more, whipping him into the corner. Strowman charged at Jericho, going for a body press, but Jericho moved out of the way at the last second and rolled out of the ring. Strowman collided full force with the turnbuckle, and Jericho grabbed Strowman’s legs, tripping him up and then pulling him towards the ring post. Strowman’s groin connected with the post, and for the first time in the match, the monster cried out in pain.
Corey Graves: Well Mauro, that’s one way to take Strowman down!
Jericho grabbed a bag from underneath the ring, and opened the bag, revealing a set of brass knuckles. Jericho entered the ring and pummelled Strowman with the brass knucks, drawing more blood. He then pulled Strowman out of the corner and made the cover. The referee counted – 1... 2... kickout! Jericho punched Strowman several more times, then grabbed him by the legs, going for the Walls of Jericho. Strowman powered out of it, kicking Jericho away, then got to his feet and hit Jericho with a big boot. Jericho stumbled to his feet, and Strowman whipped him against the ropes, then hit a spinebuster. Strowman hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... again Jericho kicked out!
Mauro Ranallo: Strowman is in control here, but Jericho isn’t going down without a fight!
The crowd were hyped, and duelling chants of “Let’s Go Strowman!”/“Y2J” could be heard. Strowman pulled Jericho to his feet and lifted him over his shoulder, going for the running powerslam, but Jericho wriggled free and hit Strowman with a dropkick to the back, kicking him into the turnbuckles. Jericho then rolled Strowman up – 1... 2... kickout! Both men got to their feet and Jericho hit Strowman with a series of punches, but without the brass knuckles they had little effect on the Monster Among Men. Strowman fought back with some punches of his own, then grabbed Jericho and threw him across the ring with a biel throw. Jericho rolled out of the ring and grabbed a steel chair, then re-entered the ring. Strowman grinned, daring Jericho to use the chair. Jericho ran at Strowman with the chair, and Strowman hit a big boot, kicking the chair into Jericho’s face! Jericho cried out and dropped the chair, then as he got back to his feet, Strowman hit a running powerslam onto the chair! He hooked the leg and the referee counted – 1... 2... 3!
Corey Graves: It’s over! Braun Strowman gets the victory!
The referee called for the bell and raised Strowman’s arm in victory. Strowman celebrated, then made his way to the back, leaving Jericho laid out in the ring.
"Glasgow Cross" hit the PA and Nikki Cross came to the ring, accompanied by Don Callis.
Corey Graves: We're about to get a Women's Championship Triple Threat Match.
Mauro Ranallo: Nikki Cross is looking madder than a hornet.
"Illest" brought the arrival of Liv Morgan.
Corey Graves: And Liv is looking fly as always!
Liv joined Nikki in the ring, and Nikki stared the smaller blonde down as "Missile" hit and the EBWF Women's Champion came to the ring. After she entered, the referee held up the championship to the crowd. After securing it with the time keeper, the bell rang. All three women met in the middle for a test of strength. Liv got in a kick, and took both competitors down at once with a scissors. She fired up and dropkicked Natalya out of the ring. Then she turned and went to work on Nikki. Natalya ended up bringing Liv to the floor and ran in for a 2 count on Nikki. Liv came back in and Nikki whipped her into the corner, right into Natalya. Cross followed up by splashing them both.
Corey Graves: Look at the strength of Nikki Cross.
Mauro Ranallo: You can't count Nattie out.
Indeed, Natalya came flying out of the corner and floored Nikki. She went to the outside, and started to put her foot on the bottom rope. Liv and Nikki stood tall as Natalya clutched her jaw on the floor. The alliance was short lived as Nikki turned and kicked Liv right in the guy.
Corey Graves: Oh, Livvy! You should have known better.
With Liv down, Nattie got back into the ring and delivered a suplex to Nikki. Liv then charged the Anti-Diva, and got a suplex as well. Nattie dropped Nikki over the middle rope but turned around to Liv dropping her on her face. Liv kipped up, which earned her a pop from the crowd. She went to the top but Natalya decked her with a forearm. Natalya climbed up but Liv fought her. Liv headbutted Natalya down to the mat. She nailed the Thesz Press, and went for the pin. Cross broke up the pin at two.
Mauro Ranallo: Liv Morgan almost had it there!
Natalya crawled into the corner and Nikki and Liv went at it. Liv ducked a clothesline and got in a few kicks. Liv took Nikki down. Nattie charged but Liv ducked and delivered a neckbreaker. Nattie went back to the floor for a breather. Nikki slammed Liv into the mat, and she also rolled to the floor. Liv got to her feet, and went to the ring ropes, hanging over them to tell Nikki Cross off. Natalya didn't want anything to do with the altercation, so she walked slowly to the other side of the ring. Nikki stepped up to Liv on the apron, and Liv used the ropes for leverage, and placed two feet right to Nikki's midsection. She kicked her off the apron and right into the barricade! Cross was down, and Liv kept taunting her. The crowd began to roar with a warning to Liv, but it was too late. Natalya slid in under the bottom rope and rolled her up.
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Mauro Ranallo: Can Natalya be beaten?!
Corey Graves: Her reign continues!
Christy Hemme: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the main event of the evening, and it for the EBWF World Championship!
“Phenomenal” hit and the crowd cheered.
Christy Hemme: Introducing first, from Gainesville, Georgia, he is The Phenomenal One, AJ Styles!
AJ came down the ramp and got into the ring. The referee began to check his boots when “Sick of It” hit.
Christy Hemme: And his opponent, from Cape Town, South Africa. He is the EBWF World Champion, PJ Black!
Corey Graves: This match is sure to be a crowd pleaser, Mauro.
The bell rang and Black and Styles locked up. PJ drove Styles into the corner, but he followed the referee’s instructions with a clean break on the ropes. PJ put on a side headlock, but AJ followed up by sending Black into the ropes. The two men took each other down, but neither seemed able to get the advantage. Black hit a kidney shot. Styles floored Black with a dropkick, and PJ rolled out onto the apron. AJ charged in, and PJ made him eat a head kick. PJ followed up by getting Styles down and trapping him in the surfboard stretch. PJ locked on the modified death lock. It look like AJ was going to tap, but he got to the rope to break the hold.
Corey Graves: PJ was so close there.
AJ hit a jawbreaker and then followed it up with a Sunset flip. PJ was able to roll through and dropkick Styles in the face. PJ went to set up a suicide dive, but Styles cut him off with a flying elbow. AJ went for a diving punch, and covered PJ.
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AJ got to his feet, exasperated and hit a backbreaker. AJ laid in a few strikes. PJ fired up, but Styles levelled him with a leaping head kick. The two traded chops, and once he got the upper hand, Styles went to the top rope. PJ immediately kicked Styles off of the top rope. PJ took Styles out with a tope to the outside. He followed after, only to whip Styles back into the ring. PJ hit a sling blade and set up the torpedo dropkick. Styles countered into the Ushigoroshi. AJ called for the Styles Clash.
Mauro Ranallo: AJ might have it here.
PJ escaped, but Styles lifted him up and hit a face buster for another near fall. PJ double legged Styles and crushed him with a standing double stomp to the face. PJ fired up and hit a corner dropkick. He lifted Styles up but Styles rolled into the calf crusher! PJ tried to get to the bottom rope, but Styles rolled him back to the center of the ring. PJ grabbed Styles’ head and slammed it into the mat to break the hold. PJ back body dropped Styles to the apron. Styles landed on his feet and set up for the Phenomenal Forearm. PJ was able to counter though by pushing Styles off the top rope.
Corey Graves: You have to appreciate the fight in PJ Black.
AJ hit the floor hard and PJ kicked him off the apron. Black followed Styles outside and hit a torpedo dropkick into the barricade. The referee almost counted them out, but PJ broke the count. Styles picked PJ up and drove him into the Spanish announce table! Both men were down, and the count was on in the ring. The two men struggled to their feet and rolled back in. PJ surprised Styles with an overhead kick. PJ set up a DDT, and Styles reversed it. PJ got into position for the lifting single underhook DDT. Styles countered that, but PJ dropped a standing elbow to Styles. He was able to follow through now with the lifting single underhook DDT. He went for the pin!
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Corey Graves: Are you kidding me?!
PJ hit a torpedo drop kick, and went to the top rope. AJ was down, and PJ went for it.
Mauro Ranallo: 450 Splash!
The champion leapt into his stunning finisher, but...
Corey Graves: AJ Styles rolled out of the way. He moved out of the way.
PJ landed right on his stomach and AJ was quick with the Calf Crusher. PJ tried to fight toward the bottom rope. He struggled, and struggled, and got the rope just within his fingertips only for AJ to pull him back to the center. PJ had no choice but to tap. The bell rang.
Mauro Ranallo: We have a new world champion! AJ Styles has done it. He’s beaten PJ Black to recapture the greatest prize in our industry.
AJ’s hand was raised in victory, but before he was awarded the championship PJ moved to get to his feet. AJ saw him moving though and took the fists to him. Styles then kicked him the gut.
Corey Graves: This is just in bad taste.
The kick got PJ in position for the Styles Clash and AJ executed it to leave the former champion laying. The microphone picked up AJ telling the referee to bring him his belt. The referee went to the ropes to retrieve it, while AJ looked on. He was looking pretty pleased with himself when…
Corey Graves: No way! No way! It’s... It’s CM Punk!
The referee was standing in the corner with the championship, but AJ was focused on the tron and the video playing. After a few moments it became apparent that it was just an entrance video and song playing. Punk was nowhere to be seen. A CM Punk chant was trying to break through, and AJ shook his head. He rolled his eyes and moved to approach the referee when the crowd popped huge.
Corey Graves: Watch out, AJ!
The reaction was because The Best in the World had hopped the barricade and was sliding in under the rope. AJ was unprepared and…
Mauro Ranallo: Go to Sleep! Styles is out. Styles is...
The referee tried to wave Punk off, but he snatched the championship belt from him. Punk looked over at the still downed PJ and shook his head. He put the title on his shoulder and studied it for a moment, and then with the crowd cheering, Punk threw the belt down across AJ’s unmoving body.
Corey Graves: We’ve just witnessed the return of The Second City Saint!
Mauro Ranallo: I don’t think anyone was ready for this Corey!
Corey Graves: What a night. We’ll see you on Monday for Warfare!
