Monday Night RAW 10-7-2024

As the opening video package ends, pyro explodes on the stage as the crowd in Salt Lake City, Utah is erupting in cheers. The cameras pan through the crowd, showing off various signs reading things like “Woo Woo Woo!”, “Where’s the seminar at?”, “Montez wants the smoke!” and more. After doing a pan of the Delta Center, the cameras settle in on the commentary table where we see the team of Michael Cole and Wade Barrett.



MICHAEL COLE: Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another episode of Monday Night RAW where we’re kicking it into high gear on the road to Halloween Havoc! I’m Michael Cole and alongside me is my broadcast partner, Wade Barrett!

WADE BARRETT: We’ve been kicked into high gear since last week, Cole! With guys like Carlito and Moxley beating the hell out of each other, it’s guaranteed to be full speed ahead towards spooky season’s favorite event! Carlito is even in action tonight, hoping to continue his roll to superstardom as he takes on Montez Ford!

MICHAEL COLE: I can’t wait to see Ford in action for the first time, Wade! Hopefully he can give Carlito a taste of some of his own medicine and humble him a bit tonight by beating him! However, I’m not sure who I’m rooting for in the Fatal 4-Way?

WADE BARRETT: It’s definitely not a fan favorite endeavor for that one, Cole! It will be interesting however to see just how dastardly these four get in their quest to score themselves a victory that could catapult them forward! An elimination match that should give us an idea of which man really wants to stand out amongst the crowd!

MICHAEL COLE: And if King, Devitt, Breeze and Mysterio weren’t enough abrasive behavior we’ve got Enzo & Cass taking on The Patriarchy as well. Matt Menard turned his back on the WWE Universe to be taken under the wing of Christian Cage and his tutelage. Just a damn shame if you ask me!

WADE BARRETT: Menard needs direction, Cole! He hasn’t been having much luck on his own, and Christian is giving him an opportunity here! Wayne and Menard have a chance to make something of themselves in the tag team division! What’s not to enjoy about that?

MICHAEL COLE: Plenty, Wade! But what I will enjoy is seeing Ruby Soho taking on Tiara James! A chance for her to get back at Ash By Elegance and show she isn’t quite so easy to knock out of the running for the women’s division! I hope we really get to see her shine in this one, Wade!

WADE BARRETT: I think it’s Tiara who wants the shine, Cole! She’s trying to get in Ash’s good graces and beating Ruby will put her there! Can you imagine Tiara and Ash teaming up to go for the Women’s Tag Team Championship? That would be amazing!

MICHAEL COLE: Amazing is going to be Sex Ferguson taking on Matt Cardona! Ferguson wanted to put on a seminar but instead he’s going to be putting a one-on-one clinic on for Matt Cardona in the center of this very ring!

WADE BARRETT: I don’t think you realize how good Cardona is, Cole! Ferguson can’t possibly be better in the ring than one half of Strong Island! Maxwell Jacob Friedman and Matt Cardona, are two guys in the best shape of their lives, they could wrestle circles around anybody on the roster!

MICHAEL COLE: Speaking of tag teams in the best shape of their lives, Motor City Machine Guns are looking to get a little bit of action tonight! Meta Four took out the champions before No Mercy and now Sabin and Shelley are looking to take them out!

WADE BARRETT: But we don’t need to talk about this stuff, Cole! We really need to find out what Corey Graves was thinking last week when he attacked both Danhausen and his own mentor in Eric Bischoff!

MICHAEL COLE: I can’t answer those questions because I’m not Grave. If I were to speculate, however, I’d say that he’s finally snapped after having the WWE Championship taken from him after going through Hell in a Cell with Diesel at No Mercy. Hopefully we can get some answers, but right now we need to get this show on the road!

A new theme song hits, with a familiar refrain. It’s a hard rock remix of John Cena’s classic theme song titled “Real Heel in Me”. As the TitanTron shows the nWo Elite logo, the crowd erupts with boos. After a long pause, John Cena walks out onto the stage alone. He’s sporting a solid black suit, a far cry from what we usually see John Cena wearing. Slowly, John Cena makes his way down the ramp toward the ring. He gives a smug look of disdain at the fans who are shouting obscenities at him from ringside.

WADE BARRETT: I guess we’re finally getting the appearance from John Cena that we were promised last week.

MICHAEL COLE: I don’t believe the “travel issues” excuse for his absence last week.

WADE BARRETT: It’s pretty despicable of John Cena to use a storm like Hurricane Helene to get out of appearing on Monday Night RAW. But I doubt he cares much about what people think.

MICHAEL COLE: I have a feeling that John will have something to say about who showed up last week in his place.

John Cena is in the ring now. He is handed a microphone. The crowd is showering him with steady boos. But after a moment, things settle down enough for him to speak.

JOHN CENA: The last time I was here in Salt Lake City, I probably hyped up the town and talked about how much I loved Utahns. But you know what? I don’t have to pretend any longer. This city stinks, and it’s a good thing the WWE is paying me twice my appearance fee to be here, because that’s the only reason I’d step foot in this state!

John chuckles, knowing that he’s getting a rise out of the fans. They boo him loudly before he continues.

JOHN CENA: Let me set the record straight about my supposed absence last week in Sacramento. Rumors have been swirling on the “dirt sheets” that I used Hurricane Helene as an excuse to miss my advertised appearance. I would never take advantage of a tragedy like that to miss my scheduled dates. But I will use adverse weather conditions to guarantee a higher pay rate. Stephanie McMahon advertised that I would be appearing in Sacramento when she knew that I would be putting my life on the line to fly out of Tampa FL so soon after the storm. So, I did what any competent businessman would do - - I held her hostage for triple my contracted appearance rate.

The fans boo this. John pauses for a moment to let that soak in.-

WADE BARRETT: You can’t deny that John Cena is a shrewd negotiator.

MICHAEL COLE: Is he though? It sounds like Stephanie McMahon didn’t give in.

John resumes speaking as the crowd settles down.

JOHN CENA: Let me tell you, I thought I had Stephanie McMahon beat. But she’s got some big brass balls on her. You can tell who wears the pants in that house. She held her own and refused to negotiate. That’s fine, I don’t need the money. But I know what I’m worth and I’m patient enough to wait until I get it. Here we are a week later and guess what? She met my demands and is going to pay me a new tripled appearance rate, because the WWE might be able to afford not having me on TV for one week, but we all know that I’m the key attraction keeping butts in seats for this company. And if I’m not here, then tickets aren’t going to sell. But I’m not here to talk about contract negotiations. I’m here to address two things. I want to talk about Halloween Havoc….and Maxwell Jacob Friedman.

There’s a surprising amount of cheers from the crowd for MJF.

JOHN CENA: Let me be honest. Before last week, Max, you weren’t even on my radar. Let me clarify. Before last week, I didn’t even know your name. So, if your goal with your little stunt was to get my attention, I guess it worked. You’re not going to like the end result though, kid. You see, last week I was ready to come out to the ring and declare my intentions to challenge Danhausen for the WWE World Title. What else did you expect? Two weeks ago, I won the real main event at No Mercy when I soundly defeated a generational superstar in Nick Wayne. Danhausen might have left the building as champ, but I left No Mercy as the face of the WWE. I cemented my place as the “Franchise Player”.

The crowd boos loudly at Cena’s comments. He pauses before speaking again.

JOHN CENA: But then you came out and picked a fight, Max. And while I deserve to beat the tar out of Danhausen and take the title that belongs with the nWo Elite, it seems like I am going to need to go on a little side quest and teach you a lesson. You fancy yourself a big star, right? Well, it’s time you realize that there's a difference between what you see in your deluded mind and what’s real. You’re in a real wrestling company now. You’re fighting seasoned professionals, not jokers you pulled out of a VFW hall and stuck on TV before they were ready. And you’re fighting real men with motivation, not caricatures like yourself trying to cash a check and force the spotlight to shine on them.

John looks directly at the camera and speaks again.

JOHN CENA: Max, if you want to challenge the most successful professional wrestler in the world, then I’ll give you a chance to do it. Meet me at Halloween Havoc. Quit with the nonsense and jokes and face me in the ring like a real man. I’m the real deal, Max. And you don’t have any idea what you’re getting yourself into. You're in way over your head if you believe that I’m going to let you even taste success or victory against me. No, I’ll beat you into a pulp and reveal to the world that you’re nothing more than an idiot cosplaying as a rich boy. You dress in tacky clothes that you think make you look like a winner. Meanwhile, this suit I’m wearing costs more than you make in a year. So, while you’re playing dress up and pretending to be something important, I’m going to show you exactly what success looks like. And after I kick your ass, why don’t you apply to be my accountant? Maybe then you can see what real money looks like. See ya at Halloween Havoc, kid. I can’t wait to be your wake-up call.

With that, Cena drops the microphone. He taunts the camera as his new theme music hits and he makes his way to the ropes, exiting the ring and slowly walking up the ramp to the back.

MICHAEL COLE: Wow! Cena and Friedman at Halloween Havoc? That’s a huge match that just got announced there!

WADE BARRETT: After his victory over Roman Reigns, you have to imagine that Maxwell is going to be frothing at the mouth for this opportunity! It’s not every day the Franchise Player calls you out!

MICHAEL COLE: Adding yet another blockbuster match on top of Sting versus Seth Rollins! Halloween Havoc is shaping up to be a real monster match of a premium live event for us! But right now we’ve got Carlito and Montez Ford about to come out and give us a contest that should prove to be just as great!

”Cool” by Jim Johnston begins to play as Carlito makes his way to the top of the stage with a red apple in hand. He smirks as he tosses and catches it several times, looking over the WWE crowd.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, he is the self-proclaimed King of Cool, Carrrliiitooo!

MICHAEL COLE: Last week Moxley was embarrassed by this man, Wade. Even though he deserved the beating that he was getting, he once again turned the tides in his favor with a little assistance and put Mox down. I’m hoping that Montez Ford puts him in his place for us this week!

WADE BARRETT: Carlito gave Moxley a chance to air his grievances! He gave him an open invitation and an open forum, Moxley was part of the return of the greatest segment of all-time in Carlito’s Cabana! I think Carlito was only right to defend himself by whatever means necessary, his life was in danger! This week he’s got a competition, where those types of brawling actions are legal. So Montez should watch out, because Carlito has been on a bit of a hot streak!

Carlito motions towards the back as Jesús comes out and the fans boo both men. Carlito wags a finger at the crowd as Jesús does his duty and rips any signs out of fans hands that don't praise Carlito as the next big superstar in WWE. As he steals a Moxley sign from a fan, he rips it to pieces, and Carlito just laughs as they continue down to the ring. Carlito tosses his apple to Jesús as he climbs the steel ring steps to the apron for safekeeping. As he enters the ring, he taunts the crowd, who at this point are just berating him with boos, but the look of confusion on his face turns to anger as he shouts at the fans in attendance. “‘09 D.Rose (Rookie Year” by Tez hits and Montez Ford makes his way out to cheers from the crowd as Carlito tries to rein them in and quiet them down! Montez gives a cold stare down the ramp as he makes his way towards the ring and taunts for the fans!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And his opponent, making his way to the ring in his debut, Monnntezzz Forrrd!

MICHAEL COLE: Montez Ford has arrived and he’s looking like he’s ready for action! Most people are used to seeing Angelo Dawkins at his side as the Street Profits but he’s made splashes here and there before in singles competition in WWE!

WADE BARRETT: But he’s flying solo this time in competition! He’s got a handful tonight in dealing with Carlito as well, let’s just hope he knows how to deal with it! I’m excited to see what Ford has up his sleeve though, he always wants the smoke, Cole!

Montez holds up a finger as he motions to the backstage with his hand, and Bianca Belair shows up as backup for him. Carlito begins to complain to the official, but it falls on deaf ears! Carlito is not getting any traction with the official, so he instead complains to Jesús now, but there’s nothing he can do about it. Ford and Bianca both laugh as they make their way down to the ring, and Ford slaps a few hands fans along the way as he raises his cup and then takes a sip before he stomps his way up the ring steps and mocks Carlito on the apron. Carlito tries to attack from behind, but the official holds him back as Ford steps into the ring. Jesús tries to get up on the apron, but Bianca Belair pulls him off as Ford gets distracted by the ordeal, and Carlito does attack him from behind now, and the bell rings!

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Carlito stops at Montez as he chases the crawling Ford to the corner and, as he gets up, nails him with a few kidney shots! Carlito now presses Ford into the corner and whips him across the ring, and as he charges in to follow up, watches as Ford runs up the ropes and flips over top of him and lands on his feet! Carlito can’t believe it as he turns around and is met with a vicious knife edge chop to the throat before Ford drops an elbow on top of his head! Carlito is down, and Ford takes the opportunity to nail his standing shooting star press as he makes the cover, 1…2…Carlito kicks out! Ford now pulls Carlito off the canvas by his hair before he lays into him with a hard back elbow that dazes the Caribbean! Montez bounces off the ropes and comes in with a hard flying shoulder tackle that knocks Carlito down; he bounces off the other ropes and comes back with a discus punch that knocks Carlito off his feet! Montez begins to climb to the top rope, but as he does, Jesús gets up on the apron, momentarily distracted, and he takes a second to size up the situation. Ford decides to ignore Jesús for now as the official handles it and flies off with a frog splash but the distraction gives just enough time for Carlito to be able to roll out of the way, and Ford eats canvas instead!

MICHAEL COLE: Ford took a moment too long there as Carlito’s buddy caused a distraction for both him and the official!

WADE BARRETT: And he ate canvas for dinner tonight, Cole!

Carlito mounts over the back of Montez and unloads with rights and lefts to the back of his head to keep him off balance. Carlito now peels Montez’s head up and then slams him back down into the canvas face first before he slaps the back of his head a few times for good measure as the crowd boos! Carlito now grabs Ford and pulls him up before he runs with him and tosses him shoulder first into the turnbuckle post! Carlito now nails a series of knees to the lower back as Ford is trapped there and taunts the fans as they boo even louder now! He waves off their displeasure though and pulls Ford out of the corner and tosses him shoulder first into the post again with a sickening thud against the steel! Carlito isn’t done though, and he pulls Ford out and throws him for a third time, but Ford catches himself this time and spins around with fire in his eyes! Carlito tries to calm him down, tries to apologize for the rough treatment, but Ford isn’t hearing any of it! He lays into Carlito with a series of right hands before he rears back, spits in his hand, and lays into Carlito with a slap that gets him teetering on the balls of his heels! Ford runs off the ropes, but his foot is caught by Jesús, and the official warns him not to interfere! Carlito takes advantage as Ford yells at Jesús, and Carlito rolls him up, Ford up from behind with a schoolboy pin, 1…2…he puts his feet on the ropes! The official spots it and kicks them off, but Carlito gets rolled up by Ford now, 1…2…3!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here is your winner, MONNNTEZZZ FORRRD!

MICHAEL COLE: Carlito tried to use the roll-up with the assistance of the ropes but it backfired on him! Montez Ford is walking away with his first cool victory here tonight in singles competition!

WADE BARRETT: Carlito certainly isn’t going to find that very cool! Ford, however, is absolutely loving it!

Montez Ford rolls out of the ring and straight into the arms of his wife as the two smile and share a kiss! Carlito tries to tell the official that Montez cheated, but he isn’t buying what Carlito is selling. Jesús enters the ring and tries to help, but Carlito shoves him away and berates him for not being of any help at all. Ford and Belair just smile as they head for the backstage area.

Our shot changes to a side-angle view of Rhea Ripley. The Nightmare is sitting in a dimly lit locker room, hunched forward with her left arm resting on her knee and her dark hair hanging loose, partially obscuring her face. We see the edge of a cellphone in Rhea’s right hand, held to her ear.

RHEA RIPLEY: I’m glad you’re doing better. Look, I know you’re resting, but I just wanted to call and check in, and…

BRITT BAKER: And what?

We hear a few cheers from the crowd, but they’re quiet, their volume lowered so we can hear both Rhea and Britt’s voice coming through the phone’s speaker.

RHEA RIPLEY: I…

Rhea lets out a breath, her shoulders tight with tension.

RHEA RIPLEY: I wanna know everything you remember about the attack.

BRITT BAKER: Rhea, you have a Women’s Championship match coming up, you don’t need to - -

RHEA RIPLEY: Don’t lecture me, Britt!

The reply comes out harsh, almost a bark. There was a quiet moment before Rhea spoke again.

RHEA RIPLEY: I’m sorry. Just…tell me what you remember, please.

BRITT BAKER: Honestly? Not much. I was wearing a hoodie and she - - I think it was just one - - pulled the hood over my eyes and…just started swinging. I was half tied up in it and they got some good swings in before putting me through that table. I don’t remember much after that until the ambulance.

RHEA RIPLEY: You don’t remember any details? At all?

BRITT BAKER: No, I’m sorry…wait. Blonde. I saw a glimpse of blonde hair, but they had their head and their face covered. I know that’s not much - -

The corner of Rhea’s mouth quirks slightly.

RHEA RIPLEY: It’s more than I had a minute ago. Get some rest, Britt. I’ll see what I can dig up.

BRITT BAKER: …Okay. Just promise me you’ll be careful, Rhea.

RHEA RIPLEY: Screw you, I’m always careful.

Britt laughs, but the sound is rough even through the cell audio, sounding breathy and painful.

RHEA RIPLEY: Get some sleep, I’ll call you after RAW is over.

After a moment, Rhea lowers her phone from her ear, her face bathed in the ghostly white light. She worries at the inside of her cheek for a moment, before pressing a button on the phone.

RHEA RIPLEY: Hey Siri, show me the WWE’s women’s roster.

SIRI: Here is…the current active roster for the WWE.

We don’t see the images that appear on Rhea’s phone, but the camera pans a little to the left, showing the Adelaide native’s face as she scans through photos. She stops suddenly and scrolls back a little. For a moment Rhea’s face is impassive, but there’s a brief flicker of fire in her eyes right before the camera fades out.

MICHAEL COLE: Rhea doesn’t look like she’s taking what happened to Britt very well!

WADE BARRETT: I can’t believe it, personally. She’s doing so well as a solo act, now that she ditched the dead weight that was dragging her down, and she’s already tying another anchor around her neck!

MICHAEL COLE: Rhea does need to keep her focus as she waits to find out who her opponent for the WWE Women’s Championship is going to be. We do have an update on Britt Baker, though. As what you just saw gave away, Baker is home and recovering from that brutal assault that sent her to the hospital last week. Right now, it’s not clear when she’ll return, but she is recovering and will be back.

The cameras go to the backstage area where we see Shotzi Blackheart walking by herself. She holds the Women's Tag Team Championship belt that's thrown across her shoulder and she appears to be focused on getting to where she needs to be but she's halted, as Tatum Paxley appears in front of her, seemingly out of nowhere. Shotzi involuntarily jumps slightly, clearly startled.

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Oh... hi?

TATUM PAXLEY: Hey! I'm Tatum. Tatum Paxley.

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Great to meet you. I'm Shotzi - -

TATUM PAXLEY: - - Blackheart. Oh, I know.

She states with a bright smile on her face, as she seems almost mesmerized.

TATUM PAXLEY: I'm just glad I could finally speak to you. I've been a huge fan for as long as I can remember and to even breath the same air as you is just...

Tatum pauses, inhaling a sharp breath.

TATUM PAXLEY: ... incredible.

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Okay, that's great. Thank you?

Shotzi is uncertain of how to respond but as polite as ever, she just nods towards her and takes a step to the side, trying to move past her. However, Tatum keeps her eyes on her.

TATUM PAXLEY: I brought you a gift.

She produces the green-haired tattooed doll she had last week from behind her back, holding it up towards Shotzi. Shotzi doesn't seem to know what to do, as she hesitates but moves her hand towards it to take it from her.

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Wow, that's... nice.

TATUM PAXLEY: Do you like it? Really?

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Yep, definitely. It's... uh... lovely. Thank you. That's uh... very kind.

She hesitates but nods, clearly trying to keep on being as kind as she can be.

TATUM PAXLEY: I knew you'd love it! It's one of my most treasured items so look after it!

SHOTZI BLACKHEART: Oh, I, uh, definitely will. Thanks again...

Shotzi manages another forced smile, clearly weirded out but she nods towards Tatum and walks off. Tatum watches after her, lifting an arm and waving enthusiastically towards her to say goodbye as the cameras go back to ringside.

MICHAEL COLE: That was…quite the gift from Tatum Paxley!

WADE BARRETT: There’s something about this place that attracts the weirdos, Cole! I don’t know what it is, but it’s truly astounding!

MICHAEL COLE: What else is astounding is the influx of talent we’ve been getting in the last few weeks, it seems like everyone wants to participate in the new era! And up next we have a fatal four-way elimination match between four men who are looking to make their mark!

”MMMGorgeous” by CFO$ begins to play on the speakers and the crowd erupts into boos as Tyler Breeze struts out to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd with a smug look and an arched eyebrow, Tyler pulls his cell phone out from the pocket of his vest and gives his best Zoolander expression before sliding the phone back into his pocket and strutting his way down the ramp.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following contest is a fatal four-way elimination match! Introducing first, The Definition of Delish, Tyyylerrr Breeeeeeze!

MICHAEL COLE: Tyler Breeze is talented, there’s no doubt about it, but man is he full of himself!

WADE BARRETT: Why shouldn’t he be, Cole? The man has a face that belongs on the cover of GQ!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Tyler walks over to the steel steps and walks up to the apron, entering the ring with a dramatic flair. Walking to the center of the ring, he strikes a pose and gives another Zoolander expression as he looks out at the crowd who continues to boo him. Taking off his vest, he hands it off to the ringside attendant, telling them to be careful with his incredibly rare haute couture item. As his music fades out, he turns his attention to the entrance area and ”Catch Your Breath” by CFO$ begins to play as the crowd continues to boo as Prince Devitt makes his way out to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd with a hardened gaze, Devitt brings his arms out to the side and throws his head back as he soaks in their hatred before making his way down the ramp.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Introducing next, making his way to the ring, Prrriiince Deviiittt!

MICHAEL COLE: Prince Devitt had an incredibly successful run under the old regime, but time will tell if he’ll be able to capture that same kind of success in the new era!

WADE BARRETT: He’s a hell of a competitor, Cole, so I think it’s just a matter of time before we’re calling him King Devitt!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Devitt looks at Tyler Breeze with a sneer before going to the steel steps and making his way up to the apron. Entering the ring, Devitt goes to the center and puts his arms out to the side once again and he throws his head back as he continues to soak in the boos. Taking off his leather jacket, he drops it over the top rope to the ringside attendant before going to a corner and looking towards the entrance area. “It Is My Time” by def rebel begins to play and the crowd’s boos reach a deafening level as Dominik Mysterio makes his way out to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd with a sneer, Dominik begins to make his way down the ramp, his eyes focused on his opponents waiting for him in the ring.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Introducing next, Dominiiik Mysteeeriiiooo!

MICHAEL COLE: Now this is a guy I would’ve been fine with never seeing again!

WADE BARRETT: Oh come on, Cole! Dominik is just misunderstood! And now without his deadbeat dad around, people can get to know the real Dominik!

Sauntering down to the bottom of the ramp, Dominik goes to the steps and walks up to the apron, entering the ring as he looks at his opponents. Going over to the far corner, he climbs up and raises his arms in the air, scowling at the fans as they continue to boo him before waving them off and hopping down to the mat. His music now fades out, and the three men are left standing there in silence, wondering what is going on. The lights in the arena go dark as “King of Kings” by Motorhead hits and Triple H comes to the top of the stage with a microphone in hand. As he approaches the top of the stage he holds up a hand for the men already waiting in the ring.

TRIPLE H: Gentlemen, gentlemen! Bear with me for a moment, we’ve had a little bit of a travel issue with one of the superstars in this match! Now, this wouldn’t be our premiere show if we didn’t deliver on all the promises we’ve made. Tonight, the WWE Universe was promised a Fatal 4-Way Elimination match…

The crowd cheers for Triple H as he pauses for the moment.

TRIPLE H: So, in order to help clean up this mess, I've found a man who can be very good at it. Now, I’m not sure how familiar you all will be with the guy. He's kind of made a name for himself here and there; he’s filled up a few arenas in his time displaying his talents. I hear he’s a pretty big deal over in Japan; he’s held pretty much any championship you’ve ever heard of over there. Well, to be fair, he’s held pretty much every championship you’ve ever heard of anywhere that isn’t the WWE. So without further ado, let’s make this one of the best bouts any of you men have ever competed in. Lexis King’s replacement is none other than…

Triple H takes a few steps to the side as he awaits the replacement superstar and the fans hold on with bated breath for a pregnant pause of a moment. The soft piano keys begin to play before the crowd takes a moment to recognize it’s “Battle Cry” by Little V and they absolutely erupt as they know who is about to step through the curtains! None other than Kenny Omega makes his way out to the top of the ramp, a big smile on his face before he strikes a pose for the crowd and makes his way down the ramp.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And finally, making his way to the ring, The Cleaner, Kennyyy Oooomeeegaaa!

MICHAEL COLE: Oh my God, Kenny Omega is here in the WWE!

WADE BARRETT: I’m in absolute shock, Cole! This is one I didn’t see coming!

Slowly making his way down the ramp, Omega has a sly smile on his face as he looks at his opponents in the ring who are clearly very taken aback by his presence here. Taking off his vest, he tosses it to the side where it’s quickly picked up by the ringside attendant and he slides under the bottom rope to enter the ring, getting to his feet and continuing to grin at his opponents. Turning to the corner, he climbs up and raises his arms in the air as he soaks in the cheers from the crowd, thrilled to be in this ring in front of them. Hopping back down to the mat, Omega rolls his shoulders as he eyes up his opponents and his music begins to fade out.

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The bell rings and not all that surprisingly, Tyler Breeze, Prince Devitt, and Kenny Omega all rush in towards Dominik Mysterio and start pummeling away at the young superstar. Dominik tries to put his arms up to shield himself but it’s no use, this trio is absolutely relentless as they continue to hammer away at him. Prince Devitt then grabs him and throws his head under his arm, driving the young Mysterio’s head into the mat with a vicious DDT! Tyler Breeze then picks Dominik up and knees him in the midsection, causing him to double over before Breeze hooks his arms through Dominik’s, flips him around and drives his head back into the mat once again with the Unprettier! The crowd is going wild, clearly enjoying this madness and as Dominik starts to get up onto all fours, Kenny Omega hits the ropes and when he comes back, he drives his knee into Dominik’s head with the V Trigger! With Dominik out, Kenny goes for the cover and hooks the leg, 1…2…3!

SAMANTHA IRVIN: Ladies and gentlemen, Dominik Mysterio has been eliminated!

MICHAEL COLE: Now that’s feel good TV, get that punk outta here!

WADE BARRETT: Oh come on, Cole, Dominik was robbed!

Everybody works together to roll Dominik’s body out of the ring, and he falls to the floor of the ringside area in a heap. Prince Devitt is clearly enthused with what they’ve just done to his former Judgment Day team member, and he puts his hands up in the air towards Omega and Breeze, looking to do the “Two Sweet” gesture with them. Omega and Breeze look at one another, nod in agreement, and they turn back to Devitt and they both kick him in the midsection, causing him to double over! They both drape their arms over his head and they drive him into the mat with a double DDT! Omega nods to Breeze to make the pin and The Sultan of Selfies does just that, 1…2…3!

SAMANTHA IRVIN: Ladies and gentlemen, Prince Devitt has been eliminated!

MICHAEL COLE: I can’t believe this, we’re already down to two!

WADE BARRETT: This match is flying by, Cole, I bet Dominik and Finn wish they’d been on the same plane as Lexis King!

Tyler Breeze gets to his feet and strikes a pose for the crowd, a big, proud smile on his face. The crowd, however, is back to booing him now that it’s down to him and Kenny Omega and the smile quickly leaves his face as he puts his hands on his hips and yells at the Salt Lake City crowd to show him some respect. Breeze then turns around to see Kenny Omega staring at him intently, and quickly smiles again, as he tries to put his hands up defensively and use his charm to appeal to Omega. It doesn’t work, however, as Omega begins to walk towards Breeze, a devious smile forming on his face. Breeze shakes his head in fear, and then charges forward, looking to hit Omega with a clothesline but Omega ducks the attempt and quickly turns around, grabbing Breeze underneath the arms and lifting him up, driving him into the mat with a dragon suplex! Quickly, Omega goes for the pin, 1…2…kick out by Tyler Breeze!

MICHAEL COLE: I thought this was about to be over!

WADE BARRETT: I have a feeling Tyler Breeze is going to wish he hadn’t kicked out of that!

Kenny smirks as he gets to his feet and he watches Tyler Breeze roll around on the mat gasping for breath. As Breeze gets up on all fours, Omega moves quickly, hitting the ropes and looking to hit Breeze with the V Trigger but Breeze moves out of the way at the last second and quickly gets to his feet! Putting his hands on his hips, he stomps on the mat as he looks at Kenny Omega with clenched teeth and says “how dare you try to disfigure my perfect face?!” Omega just looks at him incredulously before looking out at the crowd and points at Breeze, saying “is he for real?” which causes the crowd to erupt with cheers. Shaking his head, Omega turns his attention back to Breeze who is looking at him with an expectant look on his face, clearly waiting for Omega to reply to the question. With a smirk, Omega nails Breeze with a kick to the midsection that brings The King of Cutesville down to a knee. Once again, Omega hits the ropes and this time, he successfully brings his knee up into Breeze’s face, nailing the V Trigger! As Breeze falls back and clutches at his face, Omega goes for the cover and hooks the leg, 1…2…3!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here is your winner, The Cleaner, KENNYYY OOOMEEEGAAA!

MICHAEL COLE: Kenny Omega has won! He wasn’t even originally scheduled to be in this match and he’s just won his WWE debut!

WADE BARRETT: I’m still in shock, Cole! I can’t believe Kenny Omega is in WWE and now he’s just gotten a big win under his belt!

”Battle Cry” begins to play on the speakers again and the crowd is on their feet with cheers as Kenny Omega gets to his feet and has his hand raised in the air by the referee. Soaking in the cheers from the crowd, Omega raises his other arm triumphantly into the air as well. As the referee lets go of his arm, Omega keeps his arms raised up in the air and goes to the corner, climbing up on the turnbuckle and raising his arms up once again. After a moment, he hops back down to the mat, exiting the ring and going down to the floor, slapping outstretched hands of fans in the front row as he makes his way up the ramp to the back. Meanwhile, in the ring, Tyler Breeze has come to and realizes he’s lost the match and he starts throwing a temper tantrum, screaming at the referee for stealing this match from him before stomping to the ropes and exiting the ring, quickly walking up the ramp to the backstage area.

Once again, the camera cuts to the backstage area. This time, however, the camera's focus is on a dimly lit area. Well, dimly lit with one exception. There is a makeshift spotlight shining on what appears to be a massive gold throne. And, as you'd expect, seated proudly on the throne is The Golden Samoan... GOLDUST. Goldie is draped in a gold robe that damn near sparkles in the spotlight. In typical Goldust fashion, the scene is surreal and dare I say... unsettling. Goldust's legs are crossed, and he looks utterly regal... and, dare I say, utterly... bizarre.

GOLDUST: Mmm. Ahhh, yes… welcome. Don't look so surprised. I mean... after all, you weren't expecting someone... OR... something else, were you? Mmm. Perhaps, you were expecting to see someone other than the Golden Samoan, a member of the Goldline, tribal chief of the unnatural… leader of the bizarre...

Much like viewers saw at No Mercy... Goldust dramatically rubs his golden thumb.

GOLDUST: Welcome to the kingdom of gold... where the bizarre reigns supreme…

If Goldust had a golden scepter with him on that golden throne... this would be the point where he would twirl it. Instead, the gold one lets out a long, dramatic sigh.

GOLDUST: You see, my dear subjects... dear WWE Universe... the time has come. The time has come for... mmm...

Goldust runs the golden thumb up his chest in a seductive fashion.

GOLDUST: The time has come for a golden era. An era where championships and men are forged in gold… and ruled by...

Before Goldust can finish his thought, he is interrupted by a loud honking noise. The camera slowly spins around to reveal none other than... yes, you guessed it... the Blue freakin' Meanie. And, for whatever reason... Meanie is dressed as a court jester. Which, is somehow slightly less terrible than his Paul Heyman cosplay we last saw him in. Meanie's blue hair pokes out from beneath a floppy hat as he attempts to ride a tricycle around. Fortunately, (or unfortunately... depending on how you look at it) Meanie can't seem to figure out how to position himself on the tricycle to ride it properly. So, instead, he's just pushing it around honking the horn.

THE BLUE MEANIE: All hail the Gold One! All hail the Golden Samoan! Honk! Honk!

Meanie honks the horn wildly while simultaneously saying the words "Honk, honk!" Goldust rolls his eyes. He's clearly frustrated.

GOLDUST: Meanie… Meanie, please, my beautiful blue baby, will you please, for the love of everything... STOP the honking!

THE BLUE MEANIE: Yes, mommy.

GOLDUST: Thank you.

THE BLUE MEANIE: Sorry, mommy...

The Blue Meanie parks the tricycle next to the throne and decides to stand awkwardly at attention.

GOLDUST: Soon... very, very soon... the WWE… will kneel before me. The stars… will glitter in my image. It'll be my name and my name alone on the billboard of every arena. And soon... every title, every championship, every accolade, every scrap of gold in this beloved company will belong to ME... the Golden Samoan... soon everything will belong to GOLLLDUSSST.

The camera zooms in as Goldust stands up. Goldie steps forward with his golden thumb extended before him.

GOLDUST: And this… this GOLDEN thumb? Well, let me tell you... this thumb will strike fear… into the heart of every WWE superstar... that is... if it hasn't already.

The Blue Meanie giggles and does a little jester dance.

THE BLUE MEANIE: ALL HAIL THE GOLDEN SPIKE! ALL HAIL THE GOLDEN SAMOAN!

GOLDUST: Mmm… yes. Soon… very... very... very... soon... they will all FEEL it. THEY WILL ALL FEEL ME... AND MY GOLDEN WRATH.

The camera pans away slowly as Goldust begins to rub his golden thumb in a rather perverse manner. At least, that's certainly how his actions are initially received. And with that... the camera quickly cuts away and back to a shot of Michael Cole and Wade Barrett.

MICHAEL COLE: I don’t know what’s stranger, Wade... the Golden Samoan... or the Blue Jester.

WADE BARRETT: Yuck. How disgusting, Cole. Truly unsettling. Especially that jester… how grotesque!

We join Byron Saxton in another area backstage, and just as he goes to speak? Renee Paquette pops into frame.

BYRON SAXTON: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time - -
RENEE PAQUETTE: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time - -

The two pause and look at one another with a bit of confusion, but also to build anticipation for the announcement.

BYRON SAXTON: Stokely Hathaway!
RENEE PAQUETTE: Mercedes Mo - - who did you just say?

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Scram, Bryan!

BYRON SAXTON: It’s Byron.

Walking onto screen now is none other than the sharply dressed Stokely Hathaway. Renee’s chipper demeanor dropped the moment Saxton said that name. Stokely steps up to Saxton and crosses his arms. Saxton almost looks like he wants to stand his ground, but something makes him turn around in fear. Stokely looks pleased with himself, stepping closer to Renee now to start the interview.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: See? And you tell people I’m not scary.

Renee lets out a sigh before turning her attention to none other than Megan Bayne, who the camera moves over so she can be shown standing behind Stokely with a scowl on her face.

RENEE PAQUETTE: Hey, Megan.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Camera over here!

The camera moves back over to focus on Renee and Stokely, but zooms out so Megan is still visible. Stokely’s rage subsides and that conman smile returns.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Sorry, Renee - - Mercedes couldn’t make it this week. But your best buddy is here! So go ahead, ask away!

As Renee goes to speak, Stokely raises a finger up. We can see them looking at something off screen in front of them. Renee immediately gives Stokely an angry look but Stoke simply points to… whatever it is.

RENEE PAQUETTE: Okay…first question, IS Mercedes here tonight?

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Oh, absolutely! We all know how important Mercedes is to the foundation of this company, and we know that she’s the rightful Women’s Champion - - of course she’s here!

Renee starts looking around for Mercedes.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: She’s here…

Stokely points to his chest - - his heart. That kills Renee’s excitement immediately.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: There…

Stokely points to Renee’s heart, and Renee gives him the dreaded furrowed brow look.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: She’s everywhere. There’s a little bit of Mercedes Moné in all of us.

Stokely looks to Renee and Megan with his BS big smile, waiting for either of them to agree. We hear… is that shuffling? What the heck? Somebody off camera is shuffling papers? Renee goes to say something, but Stokely once again points offscreen… why? Renee is very stiff and unenthused while asking this upcoming question.

RENEE PAQUETTE: And what about… what about the legal action you’ve threatened to take against Dakota Kai for cashing in?

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Great question! Well, I can’t speak too much as to the case itself, but we have our lawyer looking through all the evidence we compiled just to make sure everything is up to snuff. He’s very bullheaded about these kinds of things.

More shuffling… wait a minute. No, it can’t be. Yet again, Renee comes off very… blah with the question. Like she’s not asking what she wants.

RENEE PAQUETTE: How is that affected by the match at Saturday Night’s Main Event?

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Another smart, very well thought out question. Wow, Renee, I’m so impressed with how far you’ve come as a journalist and interviewer.

Okay, something’s clearly wrong here. Stokely would never compliment Renee! And through gritted teeth, Renee does the same???

RENEE PAQUETTE: Thank you, Stokely, and I’m impressed with how you’ve managed to make something from nothing.

Stokely smiles, but the pause feels… wrong? Like it’s not supposed to be there. Through his big smile, you can hear Stokely say the following as he nods his head off-camera.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Say it.

With all the grace of a hostage making a video at the request of their captor, Renee does as said.

RENEE PAQUETTE: And how much you’ve grown, both figuratively and literally.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Thank you for noticing! But we’re getting a little off track now. Don’t make me have to take my compliment back. Unfortunately, Saturday Night’s Main Event is too close for the legal action to stop the match from going forward. But one way or another - - Mercedes is getting her title back. She already ran through Serena Deeb at No Mercy with ease, and I don’t even think she’s been seen since! I don’t know, I don’t watch the product if The Blueprint isn’t on my screen.

Stokely’s said it before - - if The Blueprint isn’t on screen, every other character should be asking “Where is The Blueprint?” Renee shakes her head at the nonsense she’s forced to endure.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: And Dakota Kai? Puh-lease. What has she ever done? She can climb a ladder, she can sneak attack a GOAT, she can dodge a wrench - - and by that logic, a ball! But she can’t beat Mercedes Moné. Not for real. She couldn’t beat Serena Deeb for goodness sake, what is she gonna do to the revolutionary who - -

RENEE PAQUETTE: But this isn’t Mercedes versus Serena OR Mercedes versus Dakota, it’s a triple thre-

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Stick to the cue cards!

THERE ARE CUE CARDS! Son of a gun! You see the regret in his eyes almost immediately, which gets the first smile we see out of Renee all segment. But she’s awoken a sleeping giant… figuratively.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: But fine, let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about how the odds have once again been stacked against Mercedes. We can’t do that without talking about how she’s looked at those odds and she walked across the stacks like the crate challenge! That’s what she does best! Saturday Night’s Main Event is more than a match. It’s about setting a new standard, officially. And when Mercedes Moné walks into that ring, every single person will be reminded who runs this place. Dakota Kai and Serena Deeb are great - - well, maybe “great” is too strong - - but they’re not her, and they never will be. Now read the damn cards!

Instead of doing as told, Renee shoves the microphone into Stoke’s chest, letting it go and storming off. Realizing he’s crossed a line, Stoke becomes remorseful.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Renee! C’mon! I’m just joking!

The scene fades with Stokely taking off after Renee and the larger than life Megan Bayne in tow.

The cameras now go to another area backstage, and the fans erupt as we see Seth Rollins walking down a hallway. The Visionary has a bit of a strut in his step and a smile on his face. He high-fives a couple of members of the production staff as he passes them by. One, he aims and fires a single finger-gun at.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Working hard or hardly working? Ha-ha-haaaaah!

Seth lets out his trademark laugh and claps the worker on the shoulder as he continues on his way, and the announce desk cuts in.

MICHAEL COLE: Seth Rollins looks like he’s riding high! We’re just two weeks away from Halloween Havoc, and I think Seth’s feeling the festive spirit.

WADE BARRETT: I think he might be getting a little over-cocky myself, Cole. With what he’s got ahead of him, he should be training, not walking around slapping it up with the backstage crew!

MICHAEL COLE: I’m sure the Architect has a game plan. For those at home, it’s been just three weeks since we got to witness Sting’s shocking return before his hard-fought win over Bron Breakker. Then, the very next week at No Mercy, the Crow challenged Seth to a rematch of his 2015 loss.

WADE BARRETT: Not just a loss, but the injury that ended Sting’s career for eight years.

Before the announcers can continue their walk down memory lane, we watch Seth come to a stop. The Visionary pulls his sunglasses down and peers over the top of them. After a moment, the camera pans over and Bron Breakker steps into frame, to a very mixed reaction from the crowd.

BRON BREAKKER: Seth.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Bron. I wondered if I’d bump into you.

Bron’s brow furrows and he looks a little taken off-guard by the remark.

BRON BREAKKER: I - - what?

Seth rolls his eyes.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Come on, Bron. I know you’re smarter than that. I watched RAW last week, and I saw you begging Triple H to give you my match

BRON BREAKKER: Right…

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Well, I’ve thought about it, long and hard.

There’s a brief silence that Seth allows to hang. Bron makes an impatient gesture with his hand, egging him to continue.

BRON BREAKKER: …And?

Even with how serious he looks, there’s a smile in Seth’s eyes; he’s enjoying Bron’s impatience. After a moment, he lets out a dramatic sigh and shakes his head.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: No.

BRON BREAKKER: What? What do you mean no? You have to understand how badly I need this, Seth. I need to show everyone that what happened at RAW 25 was just a fluke. That Sting just got lucky! C’mon, man, I know you understand where I’m coming from.

Seth nods slowly for a moment, stroking his beard with one hand. The other he reaches out and places on Bron’s shoulder. The Woodstock native looks less-than-pleased with this.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Trust me, Bron, I understand being frustrated with booking and not getting the matches I want. But you’re not the only one who’s got unsettled business. That stuff in 2015, the Authority crap, has hung over my head since it happened – and rightfully so, in some cases. I was going through some stuff and trying to find myself, and I made some bad decisions. But that match with Sting is one of my big regrets in life. I beat one of the greatest men, one of the unsung heroes of this business, with a small package. And to make it worse, I nearly ended his career in the process. So, I understand you’re wanting to redeem yourself and make up for some bad history, but that’s what I’m trying to do and, unfortunately, I got the match first.

BRON BREAKKER: Okay, but…what about a triple-threat? It’s not exactly what either of us want, but - -

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: No. I understand what you’re going through, Bron. Trust me. But right now, the best thing you can do is wait until your opportunity comes. And I’ll tell you right now, you’re not getting that match at Halloween Havoc. Find another match, get your mind off of it and start building yourself back up.

BRON BREAKKER: Until my opportunity comes…

Seth smiles and claps Bron on the shoulder.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Atta boy.

Seth opens up with another shot from the finger guns before stepping out of frame, leaving Bron to watch him leave. After a moment, the Georgian badass starts to slowly nod, and his lips curl into the first smile the WWE Universe has seen from him in weeks as the cameras go back to ringside.

MICHAEL COLE: I’m not sure I like that smile that we just saw come across Bron’s face! It looked like there was some malicious intent going on there!

WADE BARRETT: Bron is just happy to be able to move for now and work himself back up. He knows that Seth has to put this thing with Sting to bed at Halloween Havoc. It’s nothing malicious, it’s just knowing that his opportunity is going to come.

MICHAEL COLE: I’ll tell you who is getting an opportunity, Enzo & Cass are getting one right now! They are finally back in tag team action and they’re taking on Matt Menard and Nick Wayne next!

”SAWFT is a Sin” begins to ring out, and the fans instantly boo the pair as they head out to the top of the ramp. Enzo does his little sidestep dance moves as Cass just poses like the giant that he is. Both men begin to head down the ramp as Enzo tells a few fans to back up off him as they get a little too close to touching him on their entrance. Cass leans forward as if to strike, which seems to make sure they do back up and quickly. Enzo laughs as he stares out into the crowd and gives them an unkind gesture by scraping his hand out from under his chin at them!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making their way to the ring, they are a self-proclaimed Certified G and a Bonafide Stud, Enzo Amore and Biiig Caaass!

MICHAEL COLE: Enzo and Cass have been dying to get back into tag team action, Wade! This week they get their wish as they take on the newest Patriarchy member, Matt Menard and his partner, Nick Wayne!

WADE BARRETT: Both men have done very well for themselves so far! I don’t think you can talk about Enzo and Cass without knowing you are going to see some real effort! Cass is a monster and Enzo is unpredictable, they’re a great pair!

Enzo slides into the ring as Cass climbs up onto the apron behind him. We’re treated to a high-energy dance step from Enzo and Cass steps over the top rope. Both men discuss strategy for a moment as they stand in the ring, but it isn’t long before “Take Over” plays and Nick Wayne makes his way out to the top of the stage and Matt Menard bursts out from behind him! The crowd cheers as they see Menard, but Wayne looks confused. Menard and Wayne talk strategy as they head down to the ring, but Daddy Magic doesn’t seem to understand something. Wayne tells him that he wants to be in; he’s got to be fully in, and he tells him that he can start the match tonight. Show Wayne what he’s got, and they’ll work from there.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And their opponents, members of The Patriarchy, Nick Wayne and Maaatt Menarrrd!

MICHAEL COLE: Last week we saw Matt make a deal with Christian, but I’m not sure it was the right decision. Christian takes advantage of everyone under his tutelage and I’m sure this will work out no different!

WADE BARRETT: Menard has been having a rough time, Cole! He needs a support system without Cool Hand Ange around! The Patriarchy just wants to help him blossom into his own!

Menard looks nervous as he steps through the ropes, but Wayne hypes him up a bit and tells him he’ll do fine. Cass smirks as he points at them, and Enzo just bursts out with laughter at the pair. It’s obvious they’re amused by this ragtag, patched together team who will be working together for the first time. Wayne steps out, and as he does, Menard turns around and notices that he’s in the ring with Big Cass. He almost audibly gulps without being anywhere near a mic.

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As soon as the bell rings, both Cass and Menard charge at each other, both men going for the clothesline, and they wind up slamming each other down in the center of the ring! They get to their feet and begin to exchange clubbing blows, but Cass takes control of the brawl. He nails a vicious-looking knee to the ribs of Menard! Cass grabs hold of Menard and lifts him up in the air and sends him back into his team's corner with an overhead belly-to-back suplex! After the show of power, he tags in his partner and makes room for the little engine that could! Enzo comes in and hits a series of quick jabs to the head of Menard! He now drags Menard off the mat and slams him into the corner of the ring with a brutal shoulder thrust! Cass oooh’s at each successive shoulder thrust that Enzo lays into the midsection of Menard! Enzo makes the quick tag to Cass, and they bring Menard out of the corner and wipe him out with a brutal double clothesline! Cass makes the cover on Menard, 1…Menard powers out!

MICHAEL COLE: Enzo and Cass showing some real tag team chops! But Menard is not ready to quit just yet!

WADE BARRETT: Menard and Wayne are going to need to play catch up to win this one!

Menard struggles to get up a bit, but it will take more than that to put him away! Cass is more than happy to oblige and hits him with a series of clubbing blows to the head before he slams him with a belly-to-back suplex! Menard winces in pain as Cass makes the cover, 1…Menard kicks out again! Cass drags Menard over to the corner and tags in Enzo again; instead of going after Menard, Enzo rushes across the ring and knocks Wayne off the apron onto the barricade, and the crowd boos! Enzo turns back to the ring as Cass grabs hold of Menard, and they hit him with a sit-out powerbomb and neckbreaker combo! Cass leaves the ring and Enzo makes the cover, 1…2…Menard kicks out! The Patriarchy just can’t seem to gain a foothold in this match. Enzo lays into Menard with a series of punches before he twists him around and performs a snap suplex! Enzo now locks in a front chancery to slow things down and wear Menard out some more!

MICHAEL COLE: Enzo slowing things down but still doing as much damage as he can to wear down Daddy Magic!

WADE BARRETT: I told you, Cole! Enzo and Cass came to play, they aren’t going to let this opportunity just pass them by!

Enzo wrenches back on the hold and looks to apply as much pressure as possible! Wayne is back onto the apron and begins to will his partner to life, a man who has been beaten up and laid into throughout this match! Menard is clearly in a ton of pain but crawls to the ropes and finally gets a hand on them to break the hold! Enzo keeps the hold locked in though for an extra few seconds as the crowd boos when he finally lets go and makes a tag to Cass! Cass grabs hold of Menard and climbs to the middle rope before he nails an avalanche sidewalk slam and crushes him before making the cover, 1…2…Menard kicks out yet again! Cass whips him back into the corner with Enzo and comes in with a body avalanche! He’s not done there though, and he backs up to smash him with yet another body avalanche! Cass makes the tag to Enzo; both men look to lift Menard up, but he clutches around both of their necks and drops them with a double DDT! Menard slowly gets up and goes for the tag, but Enzo catches him and nails him with a belly-to-back suplex to stop the hot tag!

MICHAEL COLE: He really needs that tag Wade, but he just can’t seem to get it!

WADE BARRETT: Enzo and Cass have been at the top of their game. Using frequent tags to keep him off his game, isolation is key to winning a tag team match! If you can keep someone away from their partner and they don’t stand a chance at winning!

Enzo whips Menard into the corner and comes in to squash him, but Menard catches him and counters with an STO that plants Enzo into the canvas! The crowd cheers as Menard looks to his corner and jumps over to get the hot tag to Nick Wayne finally! Enzo tags in Cass, bringing him back into the match, but Wayne knocks him off the apron with a clothesline! Wayne now scoops up Enzo and body slams him! Wayne climbs onto the apron and sizes up Cass and hits him with a moonsault that sends him crashing down as Wayne lands on his feet! The crowd actually cheers for Wayne as he springboards off the steps and nails Cass with a Wayne’s World on the floor outside the ring! Wayne climbs to the top turnbuckle now and sizes up Enzo on the canvas and jumps off and nails him with a top rope somersault senton! Cass comes crawling into the ring, but he’s met with the House Call before he can get to his feet! Wayne covers Cass, 1…2…NO! Cass gets the shoulder up!

MICHAEL COLE: What a whirlwind of action from Nick Wayne! These people actually cheered for him!

WADE BARRETT: It’s strange to hear cheers for anybody in The Patriarchy! But maybe they’re finally coming around, Cole!

Nick shakes his head as he rolls off of Cass, spots Menard back up in their corner, and makes the tag! Both members of The Patriarchy look to end this as Menard gets Cass in the air and Wayne runs off the ropes, but Enzo takes him out with a flying shoulder tackle! Enzo mouths off to Wayne as Menard slams Cass down before he turns around into a dropkick from Enzo! Enzo checks on his partner and drags him toward the corner; he then climbs through the ropes and tags himself in as the legal man. Enzo takes both men down with a double clothesline before doing a little jig in the ring! Enzo scoops Wayne up and slams him on top of Menard before he throws him out of the ring and covers Menard, 1…2…Menard barely gets the shoulder up! Enzo can’t believe it; he refuses, but as he gets to his feet, they get yanked out from underneath him and abruptly slams face first into the canvas as the official checks on Cass! Austin and Colten Gunn hightail it over the barricade as they watch from the crowd! Menard picks Enzo up and flattens him with an Implant DDT! He throws a tired arm over Enzo, 1…2…3!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here are your winners, Matt Menard and Nick Wayne, THE PAAATRIARCHYYY!

MICHAEL COLE: Where did The Gunns come from? The Undisputed Era just screwed Enzo and Cass!

WADE BARRETT: I thought you were rooting for Menard and Wayne? They got the victory here, a well deserved one for fighting back and taking advantage of the circumstances! That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it?

Menard breathes heavily as he sits up on the canvas; he can’t believe what just happened. Wayne picks him up and hugs Menard. This is a huge victory for The Patriarchy, a huge victory for Menard! Menard gets a half smirk on his face as he realizes he’s won another match. He lifts Wayne up and twirls him around before they exit the ring and begin to talk. Cass and Enzo are both still dazed as they collect themselves in the ring; they don’t even know what happened. Enzo complains to the official, but as he looks around, he can’t find either Austin or Colten anywhere in the stands. He rips off his headband and tosses it on the floor as he’s irate as he tries to explain what went down. Cass pulls him away, and Enzo is still fired up as he yells and screams. He gets lifted onto Cass’s shoulders as the two make their way to the back, Enzo still screaming at the top of his lungs as the cameras fade out to commercial.

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