Monday Night RAW 8-11-2025

As the opening video package ends, strobe lights flash all around the arena as the crowd in Newcastle Upon Tyne, England is erupting in cheers. The cameras pan through the crowd, showing off various signs reading things like “I Paid Monster Society!”, “Nikki Belt-a!”, “Give Gunther The Onion!” and more. After doing a pan of the Newcastle Arena, the cameras settle in on the commentary table where we see the team of Michael Cole and Wade Barrett.



MICHAEL COLE: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s my pleasure to welcome to Monday Night RAW, live from the Newcastle Arena! My name is Michael Cole, and I’m of course joined by my esteemed colleague, Wade Barrett.

WADE BARRETT: Thanks, Cole. We’ve got a big show planned for you tonight, it’s going to be wall-to-wall action here in Newcastle!

MICHAEL COLE: Our first match is going to be the Motor City Machine Guns taking on Dust2Dust in tag team action. The Guns have been on a tear since their return, under Jimmy Jacobs’ leadership.

WADE BARRETT: They might’ve found their stride, but it’s going to take more than some fancy footwork to take out the Unnatural one and the Blue Meanie!

MICHAEL COLE: And speaking of strides, we’ll have Giulia taking on Fallon Henley in a match that’s going to be a clash of the hard-hitting women. Who’ll come out on top, Giulia’s hard-hitting puro resu-style? Or will this turn into, as my former colleague Jim Ross would say, a real Southern “slobberknocker?”

WADE BARRETT: You can’t talk about a style clash without mentioning Gunther and The Hurricane! I’m not sure how the wrestling superhero is going to get out of this one. Gunther is a titan in the ring!

MICHAEL COLE: And to follow them up, we’ve got Tiffany Stratton and Zelina Vega in singles action. Those women are going to tear the house down, Wade!

WADE BARRETT: Hopefully they leave something for Diesel and his mystery opponent! Are we finally going to see Big Daddy Cool hit a hurricanrana?

MICHAEL COLE: I very highly doubt that, because we’ve got to save something for our main event when we have the WWE Women’s United States Champion, Karmen Petrovic, defending her title against Nikki Bella!

WADE BARRETT: Will Nikki Bella add her name to yet another Women’s title lineage? Or will Karmen Petrovic prove she’s better than the Hall of Famer? You’ll have to stay tuned to find out!

MICHAEL COLE: Well folks, last week, Birmingham, England was the site of a rather pitiful and unsportsman-like show of conduct, when WWE World Heavyweight Champion, Cody Rhodes and Hangman Adam Page were interrupted by Seth Rollins and Randy Orton during a veterans charity event!

WADE BARRETT: It was an absolutely shocking display, Cole, but you can’t pin the entire thing on Rollins and Orton. Adam Page threw the first punch! Rhodes’ protege started that fight, even if Orton and Rollins did provoke him!

MICHAEL COLE: I’m not saying any party is innocent, Wade, just that it never should’ve happened to begin with. And I think this woman agrees pretty strongly!

”Time to Rock & Roll” begins to play through the speakers, and the crowd boos as Trish Stratus makes her way from the back with her microphone in hand. She doesn’t stop to pose or hype up the crowd, she’s walking intently towards the ring. Trish climbs the ring stairs and steps easily between the ring ropes. She raises the microphone to her lips and starts speaking before she’s even in the center of the ring.

TRISH STRATUS: Yes, yes good evening. I’m a busy woman; I’ve got some business to handle, and it needs handled right now. Last week, four men not only embarrassed themselves, but embarrassed this company on the international stage at a charity event. Fortunately for them, WWE legal was able to take care of them, and they’ve been released - - with very strict requirements on behaving themselves. Unfortunately for them, I’m not as generous. So, all four of you, get out here. Right now.



Seth’s music starts to kick in, but Trish raises the mic once again.


TRISH STRATUS: NO! No, cut the music! None of them get entrance music. The way they’ve made fools of themselves, they don’t deserve entrance music!

The music cuts out abruptly, and the four men begin to make their ring in pairs, Seth “Freakin’” Rollins and Randy Orton first, with Hangman Adam Page and the World Heavyweight Champion, Cody Rhodes, following just behind them. The four men split, with Randy and Seth taking the nearby stairs and making Cody and Page walk around to the far side. They share a frosty look as they step into the ring, flanking an annoyed-looking Trish Stratus on opposite corners.

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: Look, we - -

TRISH STRATUS: Be quiet, Seth. I brought the four of you out here because, quite frankly, all four of you are still lucky to be out of jail, let alone receiving a paycheck. How dare you interrupt a charity function for military veterans?

Trish’s glare settles solidly on Seth and Randy.

TRISH STRATUS: You snuck into an event that was sponsored by the company and made a joke out of it. A joke out of the company.


THE AMERICAN NIGHTMARE CODY RHODES: That’s right - -

Trish’s whirls, her glare settling solidly on Cody and Page.

TRISH STRATUS: Shut up, you’ve all done quite enough talking lately. Because they might’ve provoked the fight, but you still swung on it. You’re the face of this company, Cody. Your protege took the first swing; technically speaking, he started that fight. And as the one who took him under your wing and taught him how to act in this business, that’s your responsibility. His bad behavior reflects on you, and yours reflects on us, and that’s unacceptable.

Trish lets out an annoyed sigh.

TRISH STRATUS: Since you all can’t play nice, I’m going to be the adult in the room and settle this once and for all. All four of you are going to be in a match and it’s going to be in two weeks…at SummerSlam!

SETH “FREAKIN’” ROLLINS: That works for me. We beat you once, we’re more than ready to do it again!

Trish’s lips curl into a smile, vicious and cruel.

TRISH STRATUS: Oh no, Seth. This match is going to be “The American Nightmare” Cody Rhodes, Hangman Adam Page, Seth “Freakin’” Rollins, and the “Apex Predator” Randy Orton…in a fatal four-way elimination match for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship!

The fans cheer the announcement, and the four men look like they’ve been hit by a bus, staring back and forth between each other, eyes wide with the bombshell announcement. Seth and Randy share a look. Randy’s head tilts to the side as he eyes the Revolutionary, until Seth claps him on the shoulder and starts saying something to him that we can’t hear. Orton’s confusion disappears, morphing into a predatory smirk as he eyes Hangman and Cody. “Time to Rock & Roll” plays on the speakers once again, and Trish drops the mic, exiting the ring to leave the four men alone as the cameras shift over to the commentary table.

MICHAEL COLE: What a HUGE announcement from General Manager Trish Stratus! The issues between these men are going to be settled once and for all as they do battle in a fatal four-way elimination match for the World Heavyweight Championship!

WADE BARRETT: SummerSlam just got very interesting, Cole! That match is going to be an absolute war and as great of a champion Cody has been for the last nearly six months, I think this might spell some serious trouble for his title reign!

MICHAEL COLE: We’ll just have to wait and see in a few weeks when we invade Wembley Stadium! Now it’s time for our opening contest of the night, and we have some exciting tag team action to look forward to as The Motor City Machine Guns take on the incredibly bizarre duo known as Dust2Dust!

”Six Barrel Shotgun” by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club hits the speakers and the crowd breaks out into loud boos as the Motor City Machine Guns walk out to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd with fairly neutral expressions, the duo strike their signature poses as pyro goes off before making their way towards the ring.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making their way to the ring, the team of Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin, the Motor City Machiiine Guuuns!

MICHAEL COLE: It’s been a little over two months since we’ve seen Motor City Machine Guns in action here on RAW, and tonight they’re looking to get some positive momentum going in their direction!

WADE BARRETT: These two have all the tools needed to reach the top of the Tag Team division, Cole, they just need to work on building up their momentum and finding the right opportunity!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Sabin and Shelley slide under the bottom rope to enter the ring, getting to their feet and walking to the center. Standing side by side, the Guns strike another pose before taking off their jackets and handing them off to the ringside attendant. Rolling their shoulders, the partners give each other a pep talk and turn their attention to the entrance area as their music fades out. “Goldust” by Jim Johnston plays on the speakers now and the lights dim as a golden spotlight shines on the stage. After a moment, Goldust saunters out and into the spotlight, The Blue Meanie close behind. As the lights come back up, Goldust runs his hands suggestively up his torso before making his way down the ramp, pulling Meanie close and telling him to get prepared for the match they’re about to have.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And their opponents, making their way to the ring, the team of Goldust and The Blue Meanie, Dust2Duuussst!

MICHAEL COLE: These two are without a doubt the strangest duo on the WWE roster!

WADE BARRETT: They’re certainly up there, that’s for sure!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Goldust goes to the steel steps and slowly makes his way up to the apron, Meanie trailing close behind. Goldust walks along the apron, slowly running his finger along the top rope as he eyes the Guns up and down. With a curl of his top lip, Goldust enters the ring, not taking his eyes off of the Guns as Meanie enters the ring as well. As Goldust’s music fades, the two teams take a moment to talk some strategy as they get ready for things to get underway.

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The bell rings and the two teams take a moment to converse about who’s going to start. It’s decided that it will be Chris Sabin for the Motor City Machine Guns, while The Blue Meanie is going to start things out for Dust2Dust. Meanie looks absolutely thrilled to be starting for his team and in that excitement, he begins to furiously gyrate in the center of the ring. Chris Sabin looks absolutely appalled at the display in front of him, but Meanie is too overcome with joy to notice. Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Sabin decides he’s had enough and he kicks Meanie in the stomach, causing The Blue One to double over in both surprise and pain. Sabin clubs Meanie in the back, bringing him down to his knees before hitting the ropes and coming back, drilling Meanie in the head with a running enzuigiri! Sabin goes for the quick pin on Meanie, hooking the leg, 1…2…Goldust is in the ring and breaks it up!

MICHAEL COLE: Goldust getting the save for his team there!

WADE BARRETT: That’s the beauty of tag team matches, Cole, you have someone watching your back!

Goldust makes his way back over to his corner as the referee tells him to follow the rules and stay there. Sabin gets to his feet and bends down to pick Meanie up, striking him in the face with a forearm shot. Taking Meanie by the wrist, Sabin whips him into the ropes and goes for a clothesline when he comes back, but Meanie ducks the attempt and hits the other side of the ropes. When he comes back he manages to knock Sabin down with a shoulder block! Meanie looks overjoyed that he knocked Sabin down and he once again begins to gyrate with glee. After a moment, he goes to nail Sabin with an elbow drop but Sabin rolls out of the way and Meanie’s elbow crashes into the mat instead! Sabin gets to his feet and picks Meanie up, hooking an arm around him and lifting him up before driving him into the mat with an exploder suplex! Getting back to his feet, Sabin walks over to his corner and tags in Alex Shelley!

MICHAEL COLE: Alex Shelley is now the legal participant!

WADE BARRETT: Sabin should’ve taken the chance to put Meanie away for good, but I guess he didn’t want to be a glory hog!

Shelley steps into the ring as Sabin steps out onto the apron. Looking at the downed Meanie, Shelley grins before rushing to the ropes, jumping up and launching himself off, coming down onto Meanie with a springboard moonsault! Shelley stays on top of Meanie and goes for the pin, hooking the leg, 1…2…Meanie kicks out! Shelley has an incredulous expression on his face, completely stunned that he wasn’t able to put Meanie away. He gets to his feet and he goes to pick Meanie up but Meanie brings his feet up and shoves Shelley off of him, sending him sprawling onto the mat! Meanie then turns to look at Goldust, who is reaching out for Meanie to tag him in. His eyes lighting up with hope, Meanie scurries over to the corner and slaps Goldie’s hand, bringing him into the match!

MICHAEL COLE: And here comes this year’s Royal Rumble winner, Goldust!

WADE BARRETT: I cannot believe we’re saying that in 2025.

The crowd cheers as Goldie enters the ring, and he slowly walks towards Alex Shelley. He stops just before getting to the man who is now sitting up, and he slowly runs his hands up his torso in a suggestive manner as he dramatically sucks in air before snarling his teeth at his opponent. Shelley wrinkles his nose in a mixture of disgust and confusion and he turns around, looking to tag in Sabin, but as he starts to crawl towards his corner, Goldie grabs onto his foot and stops him in his tracks! Shelley’s eyes go wide with surprise as he clearly wasn’t expecting to find himself in this scenario, and he desperately starts to hobble up on his free foot trying to regain some balance. He does, and he attempts to go for an enzuigiri but The Bizarre One ducks the attempt, throws Shelley’s leg to cause him to spin around, and then wraps his arms around him and drives him into the mat with a belly-to-back slam! Goldie goes for the cover and hooks the leg, 1…2…now it’s Chris Sabin in the ring breaking up the pin, returning the favor for Goldust breaking up his pin attempt earlier in the match!

MICHAEL COLE: Goldust could’ve ended that right there!

WADE BARRETT: Chris Sabin wasn’t about to let that happen, not after what Goldust did when he tried to pin Meanie!

The referee tells Sabin to get back to his corner, but he ignores the instructions. Instead, he rushes towards Meanie and nails him with a shoulder block, sending The Blue One crashing down to the arena floor in a heap! The crowd boos Sabin for this, who just laughs and turns his attention to Goldust who is starting to get to his feet. As Goldust stands up, Sabin charges in and looks to nail him with a superkick but Goldust manages to step out of the way, causing Sabin to lose his balance! Goldie takes advantage of this, grabbing Sabin around the head and rushing towards the ropes, throwing him over to the top and outside to the floor! Goldust looks down at Sabin with a smirk but the moment is fleeting as Alex Shelley comes up behind him and rolls him up with a schoolboy pin, holding onto the tights for the advantage! 1…2…3! NO! Goldie just manages to wriggle free! Both men scramble up to their feet and Goldust charges in, looking to nail Shelley with a clothesline but he ducks the attempt and quickly turns around, grabbing Goldust around the head and bending him back before driving him into the mat with the Shellshock! Shelley covers Goldie, hooking both legs, 1…2…3! The Guns take it!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here are your winners, Chris Sabin and Alex Shelley, THE MOTOR CITY MACHIIINE GUUUNS!

MICHAEL COLE: What a win here for The Guns tonight!

WADE BARRETT: They’ve managed to get some positive momentum going, now let’s see if they can keep that going forward! If they do, it won’t be long until they’re at long last wearing the Tag Team Titles!

”Six Barrel Shotgun” begins playing again and the crowd boos as Alex Shelley stumbles to his feet. Chris Sabin gets to his feet outside the ring and slides back in under the bottom rope, going over to Shelley and proudly clapping him on the back as they celebrate their win. They both recoil from the referee as they’re approached to have their hands raised, instead opting to raise their own arms in the air. Smirking at the booing crowd, Sabin and Shelley go to the ropes and exit the ring, hopping down to the arena floor. They look at The Blue Meanie, who is struggling to get to his feet and they cruelly laugh as they begin to make their way up the ramp, flipping off fans in the front row booing them as they head towards the back.

We cut to the backstage area where Cathy Kelley is waiting for her cue. She gets it and starts talking into the camera.

CATHY KELLEY: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time, the WWE Tag Team Champions. Brian Myers and Matt Cardona, The Major Players.

The crowd in the arena has a smattering of boos and cheers as she introduces the Tag Team Champions. Cardona comes in on one side and Myers comes in on the other, sandwiching Kelley.

CATHY KELLEY: Gentlemen, last week you had a great win over 2.0 to defend your titles. What’s next for the Tag Team Champions?

MATT CARDONA: Cathy, we have officially turned back every challenge that’s come our way since winning the Tag Team Championship.

BRIAN MYERS: I mean, there’s not been many defenses since we won - -

Cardona cuts his partner off.

MATT CARDONA: Hey! That’s not our fault! People saw us winning the Tag Team Championship and decided that they didn’t even want to try!

BRIAN MYERS: That’s a good point.

MATT CARDONA: Fact of the matter is this, Cathy. It doesn’t matter who winds up being next, because we’re going to send them to the back of the line where they belong.

BRIAN MYERS: And let me tell you, as someone who has been at the back of the line before, it’s not a place you want to be.

MATT CARDONA: We’ll never be there again, bro. That’s a promise!

JEFF JARRETT: You’ve got to be kidding me with all this.

Cardona and Myers both look off out of the frame and the camera pans back as Jeff Jarrett, Satnam Singh, and Sonjay Dutt walk into the interview area as well.

CATHY KELLEY: Jeff Jarrett? What are you doing here?

JEFF JARRETT: I’m getting tired of hearing these two knuckleheads go on about their Tag Team Title reign.

MATT CARDONA: Speaking of the back of the line. Here’s the king of that spot in 2025. What year do you think this is, old man?

JEFF JARRETT: We have two wins in the last month. How many do you two morons have since winning those Tag Team Titles?

BRIAN MYERS: Well - -

MATT CARDONA: Don’t answer that! It’s not important!

JEFF JARRETT: That’s right, because you both know the truth! You’ve been ducking challengers since winning those titles. Well, here comes a challenge that you can’t duck. We want a shot at those titles.

MATT CARDONA: You think you guys can beat The Outrunners two out of three times and that’s enough to qualify you for a Tag Title match?

JEFF JARRETT: I don’t see anyone else stepping up. Lord knows you two won’t be out there looking for challengers. So let me ask you this. Why not us?

BRIAN MYERS: That’s actually a pretty good point.

MATT CARDONA: Fine, you want a shot at these titles? You’ve got it! We’ll show you that we are indeed fighting champions.

JEFF JARRETT: You boys just signed up to have your final match as champions. Enjoy your final days with the Tag Team Titles because you’re about to lose them.

Cardona and Myers watch as Jarrett, Singh and Dutt walk off out of frame and the scene changes back to the commentary area.

MICHAEL COLE: Looks like we have ourselves a Tag Team Title match set for some time in the near future!

WADE BARRETT: Finally, an actual challenge for Cardona and Myers!

MICHAEL COLE: Jarrett, ever the opportunist, saw an opening and quickly filled it as the champs were looking for number one contenders.

The cameras now go back to Cathy Kelley as she gets the viewers with a warm smile.

CATHY KELLEY: Everyone, please welcome my next guest, JAMIE HAYTER!

The camera zooms out to show Jamie Hayter standing next to Cathy Kelley. A sour look is on Jamie’s face while the crowd can be heard cheering her.

CATHY KELLEY: Jamie, at Money in the Bank, Blair Davenport cost you the match that would eventually be won by Giulia. Then, we heard her reasoning last Monday night. What I’m getting at is…

Cathy trails off in response to Jamie glaring at her. She slowly moves the microphone up to Jamie’s lips.

JAMIE HAYTER: No matter what her reasoning is, Blair shouldn’t have stuck her nose in my business. So, I didn’t have much to say to her. I preferred letting my actions speak for me last week, and I will never team up with her again.

The crowd can be heard cheering in the background.

JAMIE HAYTER: I don’t give a shit if that puts a target on my back. I don’t care if that makes me a marked woman. I’ve been marked before and I’m not afraid to be marked again. As a matter of fact…

Jamie pulls a marker out of her front jeans pocket. She draws a circle on her abdominal area before a drawing a bullseye right above her belly button before addressing Blair.

JAMIE HAYTER: I’ve already marked myself. So, come and get me Blair. I’m waiting for you to come and face me or are you too much of a little bitch to fight me face to face without sneak attacks? My guess is the latter because while we were a dominant team together in STARDOM, everyone found out which one of us was the weak link of the team. While those titles were vacated because I kicked too much arse on behalf of both of us, you ended up losing those belts after winning them again with someone else. Meanwhile, I went onto greener pastures and solidified myself as the Most Powerful Woman in Wrestling. You, however, have proven time and time again that you were the weak link between us.

CATHY KELLEY: I’m guessing that you mean that every team has a more successful half like how Shawn Michaels was the more successful member of the Rockers while Marty was…

JAMIE HAYTER: I’m not going to let you drag Marty. While he was less successful than Shawn, Marty actually held the Intercontinental Championship, and he beat Shawn to win it. If anything, Blair is the Jim Neidhart. She would be lucky to reach the heights of Marty Jannetty.

CRACK! Jamie instantly falls forward, but why? The camera pans to a few steps behind from where Jamie was standing, revealing Blair holding a steel chair. Blair had smashed Jamie in the back of the head with the chair. With Jamie out cold, Blair smirks before walking away while the crowd can be heard booing.

As the cameras go to another area backstage, we see Roxanne Perez leaning against a crate. She's just dressed in her regular street clothes and seems somewhat uninterested in being there; just needlessly scrolling on her cellphone. However, the sound of slow footsteps are heard as Jimmy Jacobs enters the frame and stops just in front of her.

JIMMY JACOBS: You know, if you ever find yourself floundering, you could always talk to someone who knows how to build winners....

Roxanne doesn't initially look up but after a moment, she slowly lowers her phone and looks at Jimmy; her eyebrow raised.

ROXANNE PEREZ: Floundering? I beat Nikki Bella just a few weeks back and - -

She jumps into defense mode but then reigns it in, shaking her head.

ROXANNE PEREZ: I don't have to defend myself to you. I can make it on my own, trust me. I don't need help.

JIMMY JACOBS: You're right, you don't owe me anything. I'm just saying, you're an incredibly talented woman with the heart and resilience to get far. But let's not pretend that you know how to proceed without Cora Jade...

Those words do seem to get to Roxanne, but she opts not to respond and attempts to ignore him. However, Jimmy continues.

JIMMY JACOBS: My team... The Syndicate... is evolving and we're looking to expand. You can stand still... or you can be part of something that moves... something that grows. We provide an opportunity of a lifetime and a chance to be something greater.

Roxanne pushes herself off of the crate and is now face-to-face with Jimmy. She stares at him with a blank expression on her face.

ROXANNE PEREZ: Are you done?

Jimmy, amused, takes a step back.

JIMMY JACOBS: Not really, but I'll give you time to ponder that. You seem to be someone at a crossroads... someone who isn't sure which direction to go. When you're ready to stop surviving and actually start thriving and I mean really thriving, you know where to find me.

Roxanne just watches him wander off into the distance. Her expression hardens slightly as she considers his words and the cameras go back to ringside.

MICHAEL COLE: It looks like Jimmy Jacobs has set his sights on Roxanne Perez!

WADE BARRETT: I wonder if she’ll take him up on his offer!

MICHAEL COLE: We’ll have to see how that plays out over the coming weeks, but now it’s time for our next match! We have women’s division action as Fallon Henley takes on Ms. Money in the Bank, Giulia!

”Saddle Up” by def rebel begins to play on the speakers and the crowd erupts into cheers as Fallon Henley makes her way out to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd with a big smile on her face, Fallon gives them a wave before making her way towards the ring.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making her way to the ring, Fallooon Hennnleeey!

MICHAEL COLE: Fallon Henley’s had a bit of a rough summer, Wade. First she lost the Women’s United States Championship after a four week reign, and then she lost the Money in the Bank ladder match. A win here tonight over Giulia would bring some major positive momentum her way!

WADE BARRETT: That’s quite a tall task though, Cole. Giulia has been absolutely dominant since returning in June!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Fallon slides under the bottom rope to enter the ring. Going to the corner, Fallon climbs up onto the second turnbuckle and raises her arms in the air, pointing and smiling at the fans once again. Jumping back down to the mat, Fallon turns her attention to the entrance area and rolls her shoulders as her music fades. “Time of Arrival” by def rebel begins to play on the speakers and the crowd now boos as Giulia saunters out to the top of the ramp. Carrying the Money in the Bank briefcase in her hand, Giulia looks at the crowd with a smirk before making her way down the ramp, an expression of indifference forming on her face as she eyes Fallon Henley.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And her opponent, making her way to the ring, Ms. Money in the Bank 2025, Giuuuliiia!

MICHAEL COLE: Giulia is the picture of confidence here tonight!

WADE BARRETT: As she should be! Think about it, Cole, she’s just one well-timed cash in away from becoming the Women’s World Champion! She’s got the world at her fingertips!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Giulia goes to the steel steps and slowly makes her way up to the apron, entering the ring. Going to the center, she raises the Money in the Bank briefcase in the air, a smirk on her lips as she stares out at the booing fans. Lowering the briefcase, Giulia walks over to the ropes and hands it off to the ringside attendant, shrugging her coat off and handing that to the ringside attendant as well. As her music fades out, Giulia turns her attention to Fallon once again, her smirk breaking out into a big, wicked smile.

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The bell rings and Giulia wastes no time charging in, pummeling Fallon with a flurry of left and right hand shots. Fallon covers up in an attempt to protect herself, but Ms. Money in the Bank is relentless with her assault, continuing to pelt Henley with the shots. Giulia gets Fallon into the corner and continues to rain the punches down on her, as the referee tries to get her away from Fallon. Giulia finally relents, bringing her hands up in a surrender-like pose as she takes a few steps back from Fallon. Just as it seems like Fallon is about to catch her breath, Giulia comes charging in again, bringing her knee up and driving it into Fallon’s midsection, knocking the wind out of her as she slumps down to the mat in a seated position!

MICHAEL COLE: Giulia is absolutely brutalizing Fallon in the opening moments of this match!

WADE BARRETT: I said it was going to be a tall order to beat Giulia, I wasn’t kidding!

With Fallon now down in the corner, Giulia begins to viciously stomp away at her, not letting up as the fans boo her for her devious actions. The referee once again steps in, telling Giulia she needs to let up or else she may find herself getting disqualified. Sneering at the referee, Giulia backs away from Fallon once again, watching with a wicked delight as the referee checks on Fallon. Fallon nods her head and assures the referee that she’s okay to continue the match as she grabs onto the ropes and slowly starts to pull herself to her feet. Once she’s completely up to her feet again, Giulia comes charging in but Fallon moves out of the way, sending Giulia crashing into the turnbuckles! Fallon quickly turns Giulia around and delivers a stomp to Ms. Money in the Bank’s midsection, and then another! Fallon takes a couple of steps back and then charges forward, leaping up onto Giulia and then rolling back, driving Giulia into the mat with a Monkey Flip!

MICHAEL COLE: Fallon Henley has managed to turn the tables on Giulia!

WADE BARRETT: I’ll admit, I’m surprised to see this, Cole!

As Giulia crashes onto the mat, Fallon scrambles over to make the pin, hooking the leg, 1…Giulia immediately gets her shoulder up! Fallon nods her head as she gets to her feet and she grabs Giulia by the wrist, pulling her up as well. Standing behind her opponent, Fallon wraps her arms around Giulia’s waist but before she can do anything, Giulia rears back and delivers a sharp elbow to the side of Fallon’s head, and then another! Fallon lets go of Giulia as she stumbles back from the shots, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs out. Giulia immediately turns around and charges toward Fallon, looking to nail her with a suplex, but Fallon ducks the attempt and quickly turns around, wrapping her arms around Giulia as she did before and quickly lifting her up and driving her into the mat with a German suplex! Fallon bridges her body up as she keeps Giulia’s shoulders down to the mat, 1…2…Giulia kicks out!

MICHAEL COLE: Fallon is getting closer to putting Giulia away!

WADE BARRETT: She just might do the impossible here tonight, Cole!

Fallon and Giulia get to their feet at the same time, and Fallon rushes in, taking Giulia down with a clothesline! Giulia quickly scrambles back up to her feet but Fallon is ready for her, charging in and taking her down with a second clothesline! Giulia gets to her feet a little more slowly this time, and Fallon rushes in looking to connect with a third clothesline, but Giulia ducks this attempt and she turns around, charging in and nailing Fallon in the face with a bicycle kick! As Fallon falls to the mat in a heap, Giulia goes to the ropes and steps out onto the apron, walking over to the turnbuckles. Climbing up to the top, Giulia looks down at Fallon and then leaps off, nailing Henley with a flying elbow drop! Giulia stays on Fallon and hooks the leg, 1…2...Fallon kicks out!

MICHAEL COLE: Fallon kicked out! She’s still in this!

WADE BARRETT: I cannot believe what we’re witnessing here tonight!

Giulia sneers at Fallon, grabbing her by the hair and roughly pulling her up as she gets up to her feet as well. Grabbing Fallon by the wrist, Giulia whips her into the ropes but Fallon manages to counter, whipping Giulia into the ropes instead! As The Beautiful Madness comes back, she uses her momentum to her advantage, jumping in the air and taking Fallon down with a jumping clothesline! Not wasting anymore time, Giulia grabs Fallon by the wrist and pulls her up to her knees before striking her with a vicious Arrivederci Knee! Fallon slumps to the canvas but Giulia doesn’t stop, she bends down and picks Fallon up, lifting her up and then driving her back into the mat with the Northern Lights Bomb! With Fallon out, Giulia goes for the cover and hooks both legs, 1…2…3! Giulia wins!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here is your winner, GIUUULIIIA!

MICHAEL COLE: The Beautiful Madness continues her dominant ways here tonight, but Fallon Henley didn’t go down without a fight!

WADE BARRETT: You always talk about how much heart she has, Cole, and she proved that here tonight in spades!

”Time of Arrival” plays on the speakers again and the crowd boos as Giulia gets to her feet. As the referee raises her hand in the air to declare her the winner, a wicked smile forms on her face as she looks out at the crowd, not caring that they’re booing her. The referee hands her the Money in the Bank briefcase and she raises that in the air as well, her smile growing wider as the boos grow louder. Lowering her arms, she walks to the ropes and exits the ring, hopping down to the arena floor. She smirks at the fans in the front row, making her way up the ramp to the back as the referee checks on the still down Fallon Henley.

”Can’t Tell Me Nothing” plays over the P.A. system and the crowd turns their collective attention towards the entrance area. The crowd boos loudly as Stokely Hathaway appears at the entrance area. Behind him is Daniel Garcia with a small towel hanging down over his face. They stop at the top of the ramp for a second or so before making their way to the ring, the boos still raining down on them.

MICHAEL COLE: Absolutely inexcusable behavior from these two last week!

WADE BARRETT: In my opinion, it was a long time coming!

MICHAEL COLE: You cannot actually believe that Wade, after all that Garcia and Janela had been through together.

WADE BARRETT: What? A bunch of losing? Garcia had every right to do what he did!

MICHAEL COLE: Daniel Garcia is a quitter. He quit on Joey Janela. That’s the fact.

Stokely steps into the ring with Garcia behind him. The towel hanging down off of his head is unmoving. A ringside crew member hands Hathaway a microphone as their music fades.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: I know all of you out there think I’m coming out here tonight to gloat, talk my smack, and put Joey Janela in his place. I’m going to be as serious as I’ve ever been with you all out there. So, enjoy it because it’s not going to last for long.

The crowd has not stopped booing since the music faded and stopped. The crowd starts to chant “Shut the **** up” at Stokely, who disapprovingly shakes his head.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: That is not the case though. I’m out here tonight to thank Joey Janela.

MICHAEL COLE: Oh, give me a break! What is this all about?

WADE BARRETT: I guarantee Stokely will tell us.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: Joey, I want to say thank you for being a friend to this man right here…

Stokely turns his body slightly, pointing at an unmoved and unwavering Daniel Garcia standing behind him with his arms crossed.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: While I think you’re the living embodiment of armpit smell, you were a tag team partner for him. You were a confidant for him. You were a friend and arguably a brother for this man right here.

Garcia remains emotionless as Stokely continues.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: You were to this man what I should have been to him. And I want you to know, Joey, that each and every time I pleaded with this man to leave you like I knew he should have…he fought for you. He stood up for you. He had your back.

Stokely shakes his head again before continuing.

STOKELY HATHAWAY: That’s when I knew, in my infinite wisdom and eventual winner of the 2025 WWE Manager of the Year, what I had to do with Daniel. I had to let him come to the conclusion that I already knew all on his own. I had to wait for him to realize what the truth really was. Knowing good and well that eventually he was going to come to see what I already knew. So, I waited.

He pauses a second.

STOKELY HATHAWAY And I waited.

He pauses again.

STOKELY HATHAWAY And I won’t lie to you all out there. There were a few moments in that time where I thought maybe Daniel wouldn’t come to that realization. Maybe he would waste his talents for the rest of time with this exhaust pipe sucking anchor of a man. However, I would have my faith rewarded. Last week, Daniel Garcia finally came to see what I’ve known all along. That trip to Dick Kick City that Joey Janela took was long overdue, but certainly well deserved.

A smile creeps onto Stokely’s face as he’s about to ramp it up.

STOKELY HATHAWAY I know you’re back there, Joey. I could smell you as soon as you arrived to the arena. Let me get out in front of you though. I know you want to come down here. I know you want to beat Daniel up and probably me too. Just…don’t. Don’t embarrass yourself. Don’t put yourself in a position you’re not fit to be in. Because Daniel Garcia is on a level that you’ll never come even close to attaining, Joey. That’s why this tag team is no more. That’s why he is no longer your brother. Your friend. Your partner. Forget you ever knew Daniel Garcia. Move on with your life and go back to where you belong. Under some bridge in New Jersey.

With that, Joey Janela’s music hits and the crowd erupts as Janela appears at the entrance area and is absolutely booking it towards the ring.

MICHAEL COLE: Here we go, Wade!

WADE BARRETT: This is a huge mistake on Janela’s part.

MICHAEL COLE: He’s not coming in through the crowd! He’s not sneaking up behind them! He’s coming to confront them like a man!

Janela slides into the ring. At this point, Garcia has put himself between Stokely and Joey. Garcia still has his arms crossed and the towel hanging from his head. You can see his eyes though and he is staring daggers through Joey Janela, who stands looking back at him. The stare off is intense and Janela is handed a microphone from the ringside attendant.

JOEY JANELA: You know what? Stokely is right. I had every intention of coming down to this ring and beating the piss out of you. Because that’s what you deserve.

Stokely is yelling inaudible things at Janela while Garcia remains unchanged.

JOEY JANELA: I’m not going to do that though. I did come out here to lay out a challenge to you though. A challenge for a match at SummerSlam.

Stokely pulls his mic back up to his face.

STOKELY HATHAWAY You must be out of your damned mind! For months, you have been a weight holding this man back and now he is free and ready to fly. You want a match? You’re not on his level!

JOEY JANELA: Not only do I want a match, I want a wrestling match. Not a street fight. Not a no disqualification match. Not a no holds barred match. I want a wrestling match with you, Daniel Garcia. I’m going to show you exactly what I’m capable of in this ring and show you that you’re wrong about me.

Stokely is practically cackling at this point.

STOKELY HATHAWAY You want to go one on one in a wrestling match with Daniel Garcia? You really actually are out of your mind!

JOEY JANELA: So, what do you say, Daniel? You’re man enough to stand in this ring last week and kick me in the nards. Are you man enough to stand across this ring from me at SummerSlam and get outwrestled from a piece of crap from New Jersey like Joey Janela?

Garcia hasn’t moved an inch since stepping between Joey and Stokely.

STOKELY HATHAWAY You want a match! You go - -

Before Hathaway can finish, Daniel whips around and puts his hand in Stokely’s chest, bringing the microphone down and away from his mouth. Stokely’s eyes narrow as Garcia just stares at him. Joey seems a little confused as to what’s going on as well. Garcia pushes Hathaway towards the ropes, away from Joey, and gets both he and Stokely out of the ring, leaving Joey in there by himself. Joey’s music plays again as Garcia walks away from the ring and Stokely is next to him, confused and asking Garcia for answers.

MICHAEL COLE: He can’t even give Joey Janela a response! Daniel Garcia is a quitter and a coward!

WADE BARRETT: Joey Janela doesn’t deserve a response!

MICHAEL COLE: Kudos to Joey for coming out here like a man and challenging Garcia like that. Shame Daniel walked away instead of answering the challenge.

WADE BARRETT: What do we have going on here, Cole?

MICHAEL COLE: You’ve got to be kidding me. Just like the last two weeks, I’m being handed an envelope by a ringside crew member.

WADE BARRETT: There’s that graphic up on the TitanTron once again!



MICHAEL COLE: Can we get confirmation from Trish Stratus or someone in management on what is going on with this award? This is three weeks now where they just spring this on us without any kind of warning. If this award is legit, I’d like to at least give the nominees the credit they deserve.

WADE BARRETT: No need for the lack of professionalism, Cole.

MICHAEL COLE: I know you’re right. I think I’m just a little flustered by what we saw between Garcia and Janela. I’ll focus up here.

WADE BARRETT: You want me to read the nominee?

MICHAEL COLE: No, I got it.



WADE BARRETT: What a SummerSlam history this guy has had!

MICHAEL COLE: Shawn Michaels has had an illustrious career up to this point and that includes a good number of wins at SummerSlam!

WADE BARRETT: He’s been doing it for a long time.

MICHAEL COLE: Will Shawn Michaels take home the SummerSlam Heat Beater award? Tune in to SummerSlam to find out!

WADE BARRETT: Was that so hard, Cole?

MICHAEL COLE: Just getting tired of having these segments just thrown on me.

The camera settles on Cathy Kelley, standing confidently with a microphone in hand. The faint hum of anticipation is broken as she turns to the camera with her signature professional smile.

CATHY KELLEY: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest... the one and only... The Hurricane!

The frame suddenly shifts as a flash of green and black appears from the side. The Hurricane steps into view with exaggerated energy, planting himself next to Cathy. The camera quickly zooms out to capture his full superhero pose - - chin tilted skyward, chest puffed out, one fist on his hip, the other pointing heroically toward the ceiling lights. His cape sways dramatically, catching just the right flicker of the backstage lighting. For a few moments, he holds the pose with almost comical conviction... but then his shoulders slowly relax, his head lowers slightly, and the superhero vibe fades into a more casual stance, as though reality momentarily seeps through the mask.

CATHY KELLEY: Hurricane, tonight on RAW you go one-on-one with Gunther. The stakes couldn’t be higher - - the winner earns a shot at the United States Championship. Are you ready for this challenge?

Hurricane tilts his head slightly, as if the weight of the question carries more than just tonight’s implications. His gloved fingers flex, adjusting the fit of his mask as he takes a slow breath before speaking.

THE HURRICANE: Two weeks ago, right here on RAW, I stood face-to-face with a truly powerful adversary... Goldust. The very same Goldust who robbed me of my moment in the Royal Rumble match. The same Goldust who, two weeks ago, took something from me that I held dear. For over ten weeks... no one - - and I mean no one - - could beat The Hurricane in a one-on-one match. That streak was my badge of honor. And Goldust... ended it.

His voice dips lower for a brief moment, the playful tone giving way to something heavier, almost reflective. The mask hides his eyes, but his body language makes it clear he’s replaying the loss in his mind. His gloved hand briefly clenches into a fist before relaxing again.

THE HURRICANE: That loss... it reminded me of who I am. It reminded me of humility - - something I... might have lost somewhere along the way, especially after Money in the Bank. But tonight... tonight is the start of something new. Facing Gunther tonight may give me a ticket to SummerSlam, and at SummerSlam, I’d have the chance to finally prove my worth to the entire WWE Universe by capturing the United States Championship.

Cathy listens intently, nodding slightly as she leans in just a fraction, keeping her tone measured and professional as she continues the interview.

CATHY KELLEY: Hurricane, since King & Queen of the Ring, you’ve had multiple opportunities. Each time, you’ve told the WWE Universe that you want to prove your worth. How is tonight any different from the other times you’ve said those words?

The question hangs in the air for a second, almost challenging in tone. Hurricane straightens up slightly, tilting his head as if contemplating how to phrase his next words.

THE HURRICANE: This time I’m not here to stand in front of WWE Universe and proclaim that I will absolutely win gold. I’m not here to say I’ll mow down everyone in my path. I’m not here to promise that I’ll defeat Gunther, or Ethan Page, or anyone else. What I am here to do... is show the spirit of the fight. Even if I end up lying on that mat looking up at my opponent celebrating over me... I’ll walk out as a hero.

He takes a step closer to Cathy, his voice lowering but growing in intensity, as though he’s speaking from a place of deep conviction.

THE HURRICANE: Wins and losses... they don’t define me. What matters... is destroying the evil. And very soon Cathy... The Hurricane won’t be the only one fighting in the name of absolute good.

Cathy raises an eyebrow at that last statement, curiosity piqued.

CATHY KELLEY: Are you saying... you have some kind of plan B up your sleeve?

Hurricane turns his head slowly to meet Cathy’s gaze. The playful spark in his demeanor fades into a silent, piercing stare. The pause is long enough for the backstage noise to become uncomfortably noticeable. Finally, in a low and deliberate tone...

THE HURRICANE: You always have to have... the plan B.

Without another word, Hurricane pivots sharply, his green and black cape flaring dramatically with the motion. The fabric whips through the air, catching Cathy across the shoulder in the process. She freezes in place, momentarily stunned by the unexpected swat, her expression stuck somewhere between surprise and confusion. The camera lingers on her as Hurricane walks away, disappearing into the bustling chaos of the backstage area as the cameras go back to ringside.

MICHAEL COLE: Plan B? What could The Hurricane possibly be talking about?

WADE BARRETT: Your guess is as good as mine, Cole!

MICHAEL COLE: Well maybe we’ll find out here shortly, our next match is going to see The Hurricane taking on The Ring General Gunther, with the winner earning a shot at Ethan Page and the United States Championship!

”Prepare to Fight” by def rebel begins to play on the speakers and the crowd boos as Gunther makes his way to the top of the ramp. Looking at the crowd with a stoic expression, Gunther begins to make his way towards the ring, his expression becoming more serious as he focuses on the ring.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is to determine the number one contender to the United States Championship! Introducing first, making his way to the ring, Guuuntherrr!

MICHAEL COLE: Since returning to the WWE this summer, Gunther has been on an absolute tear and tonight he has the opportunity to get one step closer to having gold around his waist!

WADE BARRETT: He’s a dangerous man, Cole, and he’ll do whatever it takes to climb the ladder and resume his place at the top!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, Gunther walks over to the steel steps and slowly makes his way up to the apron, Gunther wipes his boots before entering the ring. Walking to the center, Gunther brings his arms behind him as he continues to look out around the crowd, his expression not changing from the look of stone. Bringing his arms back to his sides, Gunther turns his attention to the entrance area as his music fades out. “Eye of the Hurricane” begins to play on the speakers now and the crowd breaks out into a mix of cheers and boos as The Hurricane makes his way out to the top of the ramp. Not paying much attention to the crowd, The Hurricane strikes his superhero pose before making his way down to the ring, his attention focused on Gunther.



SAMANTHA IRVIN: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, The Hurriiicaaane!

MICHAEL COLE: This man right here has shown a tremendous amount of promise in 2025, if you ask me it’s only a matter of time until he’s a champion!

WADE BARRETT: He could very well get one step closer tonight if he can find a way to get past Gunther!

Getting to the bottom of the ramp, The Hurricane goes to the steel steps and marches up to the apron. Entering the ring, he walks to the center and strikes his superhero pose once again. Narrowing his eyes, Gunther charges forward and knocks The Hurricane down, bringing his music to an abrupt end!

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The bell rings and the crowd is booing as Gunther stomps on The Hurricane and then delivers a second stomp. Gunther reaches down and rips The Hurricane’s cape off of him and stomps on it with his boot, rubbing it into the canvas. The crowd boos even louder at this, and Gunther just looks out at them with a sneer before kicking the cape towards the ropes where the ringside attendant hurriedly grabs it before any more damage can be done to it. Gunther turns his attention back to The Hurricane who is down on the mat and he bends down, grabbing the WWE’s resident superhero and roughly bringing him up to his feet. With The Hurricane wobbling, Gunther decks him in the face with a right hand shot, then another, and another! As Gunther prepares to strike Hurricane for a fourth time, the green dynamo suddenly blocks the shot and he strikes Gunther with a right hand of his own! And another! Hurricane then kicks Gunther in the midsection, causing The Ring General to double over, and then clubs him in the back to bring him down to a knee. The Hurricane then grabs Gunther’s head and brings it under his arm, driving it into the canvas with a DDT! The Hurricane rolls Gunther over onto his back and goes for the cover, 1…Gunther emphatically kicks out!

MICHAEL COLE: The referee didn’t even make it to 2!

WADE BARRETT: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to put Gunther away, especially with a championship opportunity on the line!

The Hurricane grits his teeth in determination as he gets to his feet and makes his way over to the ropes, stepping out onto the apron. Walking over to the turnbuckle, Hurricane climbs up to the top and he looks down at Gunther and leaps off, looking to nail a splash but Gunther rolls out of the way and The Hurricane has a nasty crash landing into the canvas! Hurricane rolls around on the mat, clutching at his midsection as he grimaces in pain, and Gunther uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. He looks at The Hurricane rolling on the mat and an evil grin forms on his face. Walking over to the downed superhero, Gunther bends down and grabs him, throwing The Hurricane’s head between his legs. Gunther lifts Hurricane up onto his shoulders, looking to nail him with a powerbomb but the caped crusader manages to counter with a hurricanrana that sends Gunther tumbling! Gunther manages to scramble to his feet and The Hurricane rushes in to nail a clothesline but Gunther ducks the attempt and quickly turns around, delivering a devastating chop to The Hurricane’s chest!

MICHAEL COLE: Oh my God, did you hear that?!

WADE BARRETT: I think they heard that all the way up in the nosebleeds! That’s gonna leave a mark!

The Hurricane doesn’t have the chance to even grab at his chest as Gunther nails him with another chop, and then another, and then another! After a fifth and final chop, The Hurricane finally clutches at his chest but only for a brief moment as Gunther grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. As The Hurricane comes back, Gunther brings up his foot and nails The Hurricane with a big boot that sends him down to the canvas! Gunther goes for the cover and hooks the leg, 1…2…THREENOO!! The Hurricane gets his shoulder up just in time!

MICHAEL COLE: I thought that was about to be it, Wade!

WADE BARRETT: It probably should have been, if The Hurricane knew what was good for him!

Gunther looks at The Hurricane and actually laughs at the fact that he kicked out. “You want to keep going?” he says with a smirk as he gets to his feet. Bending down, he picks up The Hurricane but is taken by surprise when The Hurricane nails him with a right hand shot to the face! And then another one! The crowd is fully behind The Hurricane, cheering him on as he delivers a third right hand shot and then a fourth! The Hurricane hits the ropes now and when he comes back he leaps into the air, taking Gunther down with a jumping clothesline! Gunther falls to the mat but manages to get up a knee fairly quickly, but The Hurricane isn’t wasting any time! He comes charging forward and leaps up, connecting with a shining wizard to The Ring General’s head! Gunther falls down to the mat and The Hurricane takes this opportunity to quickly cover Gunther, 1…2…THREENOOO!! Gunther kicks out!

MICHAEL COLE: The Hurricane was so close there, but Gunther managed to get the shoulder up!

WADE BARRETT: That might’ve been The Hurricane’s only chance to put this one away!

The Hurricane has a look of disbelief on his face, he can’t believe Gunther kicked out. Not letting his emotions get the best of him, he gets to his feet and walks to the ropes, stepping out onto the apron once again. Going to the turnbuckles, he climbs up to the top and wastes no time, leaping off to hit a flying crossbody, but once again Gunther moves out of the way and The Hurricane crashes into the mat! Gunther gets to his feet and walks over to The Hurricane, bending down and grabbing him by the head. Throwing his head in between his legs, Gunther lifts The Hurricane up onto his shoulders and then drives him down to the mat with a folding powerbomb! Gunther keeps a grip on him, however, and lifts him back up and drives him back to the canvas with a second powerbomb! That’s seemingly not enough, as Gunther still maintains his grip, lifts him up and drives him back down with a THIRD powerbomb! Still not content, Gunther bends down and picks The Hurricane up, keeping a grip on his wrist as whips him into the ropes and when he comes back, nails him with the Beheading! The Hurricane is nearly turned inside out as he falls to the mat and Gunther goes for the cover and hooks the leg, 1…2…3! Gunther has earned a US Championship opportunity!



SAMANTHA IRVIN: Here is your winner, GUUUNTHERRR!

MICHAEL COLE: Gunther has done it! He’s earned a shot at Ethan Page and the United States Championship!

WADE BARRETT: If it’s anything like we’ve seen here tonight, or for the last few weeks since he’s returned, we may very well be looking at the next United States Champion!

”Prepare to Fight” begins to play on the speakers once again and the crowd boos as Gunther gets to his feet, the stoic expression back on his face. The referee raises his arm in the air to declare him the winner, and Gunther quickly pulls away, going to the ropes and exiting the ring. Stepping down to the arena floor, Gunther begins to purposefully walk up the ramp, ignoring the fans in the front row that are booing him and hurling insults his way. Meanwhile, the referee helps The Hurricane up to his feet, and the crowd applauds him for his efforts. Looking out around the cheering crowd, The Hurricane nods his head before limping over to the ropes, exiting the ring as the cameras fade out to commercial.

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