[[ Fade up. ]]

[[ Glory opens up backstage as we see Colt Cabana sitting behind a table in the men's restroom. A flushing noise is heard, and from a stall comes Abyss, zipping his fly up. Colt looks confused as Abyss walks past him. He grabs his nose as Abyss exits. ]]

Colt Cabana: First off, someone needs to light a match.

[[ Pause. ]]

Colt Cabana: Secondly, how long has Abyss been in LoC?

[[ He shrugs it off. ]]

Colt Cabana: Never to the mind, daddy! Because ladies and gents, tonight's the first ever "Good Times, Great Memories!" In honor of my pending win over Chris Daniels tonight, I will soon become the first LoC Pure Champion, and what better way to celebrate than to kick up some fun tonight in Cleveland!

[[ He adjusts a picture of Matt Classic on the desk. ]]

Colt Cabana: But who cares about the Fallen Angel? Right now Lacey's here with some big news.

[[ Lacey walks in looking disgusted. ]]

Lacey: OH MY GOD! I AM IN THE MEN'S RESTROOM! YUCK! IT SMELLS LIKE.. LIKE..

Colt Cabana: Piss?

Lacey: Yeah..

[[ She looks around for a seat. ]]

Colt Cabana: You can sit on my lap and talk about the first thing that pops up.

Lacey: Never again.

Colt Cabana: I got my five dollars worth.. Anyway, Lace, tell us why you're on Good Times, Great Memories here tonight!

Lacey: Colt, I have some footage from earlier that will end the rumors of Jimmy, Joey, and I looking for new jobs come next week! I did some purchasing and I believe.. Well, let's just watch the footage.

[[ Lacey hands Colt a tape and he rolls a television and VCR out from another stall. The bathroom door opens and in walks Kikutaro. Lacey looks confused as all hell. ]]

Lacey: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! GET OUT OF HERE!

Kikutaro: Ok.

[[ He leaves and the video plays. It shows the Hardyz arriving to the arena earlier today. They almost make it to the back entrance of the arena until they're attacked by a huge man. BRENT ALBRIGHT! Lacey's brought her hired gun from RoH into LoC to do her dirty work! Albright takes out both Hardys at the same time! He drags Jeff by the hair to Val Venis' VW Beetle. Val's trunk's open and he's getting gear out. Brent pushes him out of the way and throws Jeff in it! ]]

Val Venis: HEY!

[[ Albright throws Matt in there right after Jeff. He stares Venis down, Venis takes a sip of his soda. Albright slaps it out of his hands, hitting the ground and spewing everywhere. ]]

Val Venis: MAN!

[[ The video fades as Colt's asleep and Lacey's excited. She looks into the camera at us with a cocky smile. ]]

Lacey: THAT'S how you right wrongs! Next week, Hardy's, if you show up.. There's more where that came from! Lacey's Angels will become the next LoC Tag Champions! We're not going ANYWHERE!

[[ She goes to leave as Christopher Daniels walks in. He looks at her oddly. ]]

Christopher Daniels: You're in the wrong restroom.

Lacey: SHUT UP!

[[ She storms out as Daniels taps Colt, waking him up. ]]

Colt Cabana: Oh good, she's gone.

Christopher Daniels: What's going on in here?

Colt Cabana: My talk show.

Christopher Daniels: Oh.

[[ He looks around. ]]

Christopher Daniels: Fun and games are over, Colt. It's crunch time. Tonight, you're stepping in the ring with me. I'm taking this serious. I want that Pure title, and if you think you're going to have a cake walk to get it.. You're in for an attitude adjustment!

Colt Cabana: Easy Angel, easy. I'm as ready for tonight as I'll ever be. Don't get your hopes up on winning... But really, you hunted me down in the men's room to tell me that?

Christopher Daniels: I had no idea you were in here. I just came to take a leak.

[[ Danielson exits another stall with a roll of toilet paper and a newspaper. He stares Daniels and Colt down. ]]

Bryan Danielson: Fuck you both.

[[ Danielson walks out. The segment fades as Colt and Daniels have a stare down. ]]

Match One: Six-Man Tag Team Match
New Hart Foundation vs. CM Punk/Ron Killings/James Gibson

Hart and Killings starts out with some good back and forth action. But before too long, the ring becomes full of bodies and the referee is unable to get control of the match and restore order. Punk goes for the Pepsi Plunge on Lance Storm, but Harry Smith runs in and gets Storm out of the way. Smith climbs up top, POWERSLAM OFF THE TOP ROPE! James Gibson has Teddy Hart locked in the Trailer Hitch, but Lance Storm recovers and locks Gibson in the Straight Shooter, he taps! Impressive victory for the new Hart Foundation.

Winner: New Hart Foundation via Submission (13:19)

[[ The fans are buzzing after that awesome opening match. We fade up to Jim Cornette in his office. He looks pretty perturbed about what's happened so far tonight. He rubs his hands together and greets the fans. ]]

Jim Cornette: Hello LoC fans, I'm Jim Cornette. As of right now, the Hardy Boyz are on their way to the hospital after Brent Albright's attack and attempted kidnapping earlier today. Luckily, they're still alive, and their status for their title defense next week is unknown at this time.

[[ He interlocks his hands. ]]

Jim Cornette: So replacin' the Hardy Boyz tonight will be the team of Spanky and Paul London takin' on America's Most Wanted.

[[ Crowd pop. ]]

Jim Cornette: And now, I'm going to announce the three names of the LoC Heavyweight Title match next week in Chicago! The board's voted and all selections are final. They've chosen the three men they think will produce the best match and be the best champion for this company.

[[ He grabs an envelope and pulls out an index card. ]]

Jim Cornette: Christian Cage.

[[ The fans boo this decision. He grabs another card. ]]

Jim Cornette: Kurt Angle.

[[ Huge pop for Kurt Angle. Cornette grabs the last index card and looks totally disgusted. ]]

Jim Cornette: The final man in the match, Bryan Danielson.

[[ Cornette is NOT happy by no means. ]]

Jim Cornette: Also on this card, the committee has said since Danielson was scheduled to face AJ Styles in the main event to determine who fought for the Pure title next week, that a replacement has been selected, and the match is to take place immediately. So without further adieu, the replacement superstar for the American Dragon.. SHANE DOUGLAS!

[[ Out comes the Franchise in full robe and gear to a mixed reaction. He laughs, strokes his goatee, and makes his way to the ring. He grabs a microphone and taps it, making sure it works. The fans are chanting "LET'S GO FRANCHISE!" and "FUCK YOU FRANCHISE!" both at the same time. ]]

Shane Douglas: Cut my FUCKIN' music! HAHAHA! In case you don't know who I am.. I am THE FUCKIN' FRANCHISE OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! I AM THE FRANCHISE SHANE DOUGLAS!

[[ The Franchise is over big tonight. ]]

Shane Douglas: Steamboat called me a few weeks back and said, "Franchise, I need you. LoC needs you if it wants to survive! It needs someone to take the reigns and be the foundation for the company!" And I paused, smiled, and told Steamboat.. That he.. and this company, League of Champions.. COULD SUCK MY DICK! MY BIG OL' DICK! And when you people and this company's through, AJ Styles and Pure Wrestling can bow down at my feet.. AND LICK MY BALLS!

[[ He throws his hands in the air, getting some massive heat now. ]]

Shane Douglas: I'm here for one reason.. That's to win the LoC title. Fuck Pure Wrestling, fuck the title.. Fuck AJ Styles! He's just another gimmickless guy doing backflips! Those guys are a dime a dozen! If you want someone to come into this company, save pro wrestling, and make this crapper worth something, THEN YOU'RE PUTTING YOUR EYES ON THAT MAN! Tonight, AJ Styles and Pure wrestling gets their asses.. FRANCHISED!

[[ He laughs. ]]

Shane Douglas: AND THAT'S A FACT, JACK!

[[ Styles runs to the ring and starts pummeling him! The bell rings and we begin. ]]

Match Two:  Pure Title Tournament
AJ Styles vs. Shane Douglas

The Franchise is no where near his old form in terms of ring shape, so AJ Styles wrestled circles around him in the opening minutes. Douglas was finally able to slow the tempo down to be able to work on Styles and get some control of the match. After several near falls, the Franchise is pissed, argues with the referee, turning his back on Styles. Styles recovers and rolls Douglas up for the three! AJ Styles is going to the finals of the Pure title tournament next week!

Winners:  AJ Styles via Pinfall (11:53)

[[ We leave the arena and the camera fades up in the backstage area. We see MnM and the Dudley Boyz face-to-face in a heated argument already taking place. Both teams look close to blows as we join in. ]]

Johnny Nitro: You two, you used to be the greatest team in professional wrestling. You and D-Von were the Road Warriors for this generation. But now look at you two.

Joey Mercury: Pathetic.

Johnny Nitro: You two can't win a match to save your lives.. You two no longer have the right to call yourselves the greatest tag team in wrestling. Forget those WWE, WCW, and ECW Tag Title reigns. Those don't mean a stinkin' thing anymore!

Joey Mercury: It's time for you two to move over, it's our time.

Bubba Ray Dudley: I think you two need to back up and get to steppin'.

[[ Mercury and Nitro chuckle. ]]

Johnny Nitro: Oh, whaddya' gonna' do, Bubba? Huh? You gonna' get EXTREME!?

Joey Mercury: Heh, ECW sucks.

Johnny Nitro: Huh? You gonna' slam us through some tables?! You gonna' get D-Von to head butt Mercury after you yell a damn catchphrase that's ten years old?

Joey Mercury: "What's up?"

[[ Bubba and D-Von are surprisingly taking all of this. ]]

Johnny Nitro: You two need to quit and go pasture somewhere before a team puts you out of your misery.

D-Von Dudley: That gonna' be you two?

Johnny Nitro: Yeah right, D-Von. You two are so far below us, it'd be us lowering standards to even mess with you two. You wanna' really know what we think of you two and your extreme legacy?

[[ Nitro spits right in Bubba Ray's face! Mercury starts punching on D-Von and we got a brawl going on in the backstage area right now! Here comes Steve Corino! Corino has a steel chair and starts leveling Bubba Ray with it! Why is Steve Corino helping Mercury and Nitro take out the Dudley Boyz? Just about when things look grim for the Dudleyz, here comes MONTY BROWN! POUNCE ON MERCURY! ALPHA BOMB ON NITRO! ]]

Steve Corino: Oh......

[[ Monty stares him down, Corino gives him a forearm to the face, not phasing him. He shakes his head, knowing he's ruined. ]]

Steve Corino: Shit.

[[ Corino runs off, and Monty lets him go as he checks on the Dudley Boyz. What a way for the Alpha Male to debut in LoC! This war is far from over! ]]

[[ The Coalition walks down the hallway looking fired up about everything that's going for them right now. They see CM Punk making out with Maria in the backstage area like they just invented kissing. The Coalition stops and Orton pushes Punk out of the way. ]]

Randy Orton: Calm down, hoss. Don't wanna' get in the dog house of ANOTHER promotion for doing that.

[[ Orton smirks and stares Maria down. ]]

Randy Orton: Besides, a girl like that doesn't belong with someone like you. She needs to be hanging with.. Me. How's that sound Maria? Or, can you produce real thoughts in that head of yours?

CM Punk: Back off, Orton.

Randy Orton: Oh, what are you gonna' do, Punk? Slap some X's on my hands and pour some Pepsi on me?

Edge: Straight edge.. More like, straight gay. Look at you, Punk. You look ridiculous.. All X'ed up, bunch of stupid tattoos.. I heard a lot about you. I thought you were some hot shot indy wrestler. But now.. you're matchless for next week's big event. You're not fighting for the LoC title.

CM Punk: You aren't, either.

Christian Cage: But I am, kiddo.

[[ Christian smiles and slaps his chest. ]]

Christian Cage: The LoC Championship Committee made the greatest decision of their careers by putting me in this match. Next week, you're looking at the first-ever Heavyweight Champion! So Punk, I won't forget you, man. I'll let you carry my bags or something.

Tyson Tomko: Good.

Edge: And before that, while you're sitting in the back in your street clothes without a match, I'll be welcoming John Cena into this company. Oh that's right, I'M GONNA' RUIN JOHN CENA'S DEBUT! I'M RAININ' ON HIS DAMN STINKIN' PARADE NEXT WEEK!

[[ Trish smirks and pats Edge on the chest. ]]

Trish Stratus: Next week in Chicago's gonna' be a night no one will ever forget.

Randy Orton: Punk, it's been fun chatting with you. But right now, I actually have to go win a match. You ought to try winning someone, it's pretty fun.

[[ Orton slaps him on the arm. ]]

Randy Orton: Oh, and hey, when you stop being such an emo queer, maybe we could go smoke some weed.

[[ Shrugs. ]]

Randy Orton: At least get suspended for something cool instead of being suspended for getting to first base.

[[ Tomko then big boots Punk for no reason! Trish pie-faces Maria to the ground! That made no sense! Orton and company walk to the ring for our next match! Edge is accepting Cena's open challenge next week! ]]

Match Three:
Val Venis vs. Randy Orton

This match was treated as nothing but a joke to Randy Orton. He'd get the advantage after a big move, and walk around the ring, jawing at fans, slapping Venis around, treating him like Val Venis is a piece of garbage. It appears to be over at any time Orton wants it, but he keeps doing more damage to Venis, just playing with him like a cat with a mouse. Orton hits the RKO, but on the way down, Orton's foot inadvertently hits the referee in the face, knocking him out. Here comes CM Punk! He trades blows with Orton, finally hitting the Pepsi Plunge from the top rope! He rolls Venis on top of Orton and revives the referee! Val Venis has DEFEATED Randy Orton! Orton comes to and sees Punk, and he is furious! Val Venis has broken his losing streak!

Winner: Val Venis via Pinfall (20:20)

[[ Darkness. We see the silhouette of Kurt Angle sitting inside of an empty ring. He's wearing one of his hoodies with the hood up, almost covering his entire face. He speaks very stern as he sits, looking very focused. ]]

Kurt Angle: It's no mistake to why I was selected by the LoC Championship Committee to fight for the chance to be the first ever LoC Heavyweight Champion.

[[ Brief pause. ]]

Kurt Angle: Next week, Chicago, Illinois.. It's going to be a chance of a lifetime. LoC has given me a new chance to start my career all over. In every company I've been in, I have went to the top of the mountain and stayed there. I've beaten all the greats who claim they are the best. Samoa Joe, ended his win streak. Triple H, Rock, Edge, Christian, all of them have at one time or the other been given one of two options.. Tap or snap..

[[ He still doesn't look into the camera. ]]

Kurt Angle: On Glory, only one man's going to walk away as the first-ever LoC Champion. Only one man can step up and carry the LoC banner from here on out. That man, that man's Kurt Angle! Bryan Danielson, Christian Cage.. Next week, you two are nothing but two roadblocks in the way of me getting what I want. Next week, I have my eyes set on that championship gold and there's NOTHING..

[[ Pause. ]]

Kurt Angle: ..NOTHING..

[[ One final pause. ]]

Kurt Angle: You two can do about. I am the Wrestling Machine. I am Kurt Angle. The next League of Champions Heavyweight Champion.. It's true. DAMN TRUE!

[[ Angle turns to the camera, snarling, spit coming out of his mouth. Kurt Angle is ready for the Heavyweight title shot next week in Chicago, Illnois! ]]

Match Four: Tag Team Match
London and Spanky vs. America's Most Wanted

This was a great tag match, but the fans definitely would rather of had the Hardy Boyz in this match. Lots of back and forth action going on in this one, with bodies flying everywhere. Two of the best tag teams in the world today pulled out all of the stops. Paul London almost hurt himself badly with a shooting star press off the apron, landing awkwardly on James Storm. The ending comes as AMW double teams Spanky, hitting him with the Death Sentence for the pinfall.

Winner: America's Most Wanted via Pinfall (12:42)

[[ John Cena pops up on our screen. ]]

John Cena: Next week, Chi-Town, bay-beh!

[[ Pause. ]]

John Cena: Edge wanna' accept? Fine. Cool. Edge gonna' get BUSTED UP!

[[ He looks confident. ]]

John Cena: Love me, hate me.. After next week, LoC's gonna' hafta' RESPECT JOHN CENA!

[[ The fans are hating every second of this. ]]

John Cena: DA' CHAIN GANG GONNA' BE IN FULL FORCE IN CHICAGO! DA' RATED R SUPA'STAR'S GONNA' GET RAN OVA' BY A MONSTER TRUCK NAMED JOHN CENA!

[[ He waves his hand in front of his face. ]]

John Cena: You can't see me, Edge.. But I'ma see you next week!

[[ Fade. ]]

Match Five: Pure Title Tournament
LoC Glory Main Event
Colt Cabana vs. Christopher Daniels

This was the new main event for a reason. Both men want to go on and win the Pure title more than anything to make their marks on LoC for the first show. They threw everything they had at one another. Daniels was hitting Colt with every move he knew and trying to go for the pin to no luck. Colt finally fights back, locking Daniels in the reverse Boston Crab, but Daniels gets the ropes. Flatliner by Daniels, Koji Clutch! Colt's in trouble, but he somehow gets his feet on the ropes. The end comes as Colt Airplane Spins Daniels, ala Matt Classic, then hits the Colt .45! Colt Cabana has done it!

Cabana raises his arms in the air in celebration. Daniels shakes his hand, knowing he wasn't the better man tonight. Colt is noticeably fired up. AJ Styles appears on the ramp, applauding Colt. Colt stares him down and points to him, telling him, "Next week, baby! Next week!" Styles nods and points back. Styles vs. Cabana's going to be amazing!

Winners: Colt Cabana via Pinfall (32:38)