Tokyo, Japan - February 21, 2009
Pre-Show Results: At the start of the show, Ricky Steamboat announces the signing of El Generico and Kevin Steen away from Solid Gold Wrestling, continuing the promotion-war that is ongoing. Steamboat also said Mayhem is doing great in the ratings and really creating new stars for the future. Announced for Tokyo Turmoil was Jeff Hardy taking on the Necro Butcher in a Falls Count Anywhere match to settle the score once and for all between Jeff Hardy and the Age of the Fall. The Age of the Fall is barred from ringside. Bryan Danielson is serving the last week of his suspension and has threatened to quit LoC and go to SGW if he isn't given a match at Tokyo Turmoil. Steamboat has promised to book Danielson in a match, but has not given any hints as to what that match may be. Larry Sweeney has the paperwork signed and sealed for Chris Hero's International title defense next week. He's not giving any names, but promises it will be a blast from the past. Hero's opponent is a former WWE Intercontinental, European, and Tag Team Champion, making it truly a top talent in the sport of professional wrestling.
Match
One:
SGW International Championship
[[ After the match, Edge, Randy Orton, Trish Stratus, and Tyson Tomko fill up the screen. Tomko stands in the background, his arms crossed as Orton and Edge are up front with Trish in between them. After a few moments of silence, Edge breaks it. ]] Edge: Tonight's the night. Tonight, AJ Styles, you get a taste of what's coming to you and your buddies next week at Tokyo Turmoil! Tonight, AJ Styles, you and I.. One-on-one.. It's a no-brainer that whoever wins tonight gives his team momentum headed into the main event of next week. AJ Styles, tonight, I prove to the world who the real Phenomenal One truly is. [[ He points to himself. ]] Edge: ME! I'M PHENOMENAL! I'M GOING TO WIPE YOU OUT TONIGHT! YOU'LL NOT EVEN MAKE IT TO NEXT WEEK! [[ Orton laughs and slaps Edge on the chest. ]] Randy Orton: And you, Bryan Danielson, Chris Jericho wanted us to send you a message. Tonight, he's gone to Ricky Steamboat and had him use his international ties and bring him a opponent who is a legend. You brag about defending your belt in this country to make it a World title. You brag about all of those you beat to keep the belt.. Tonight, Chris Jericho is taking on a true legend. Chris Jericho has taken the LoC title and made it legitimate. [[ A brief pause as the camera zooms in. ]] Randy Orton: Because God knows your title reign did this company no good. Thank God Chris Benoit killed himself and forced this company to shut down so your reign ended. Edge: Bryan Danielson is pathetic. Randy Orton: This whole damn company is pathetic! Edge: From Bryan Danielson to Christian Cage.. To you, AJ Styles.. This company needs The Standard around a lot more than it needs it gone. Look at how things are running now. Ratings are up, buy-rates of the pay-per-views are through the roof, and we finally have champions who bring honor and prestige to the championships they hold! We've SAVED this business! We've SAVED LEAGUE OF CHAMPIONS! [[ Edge looks deep into the camera. ]] Edge: And AJ Styles, you need to save yourself. Tonight, I'm going to make sure you don't see Tokyo Turmoil. It's not about the win tonight. It's about injuring you.. Crippling you.. Rendering you more useless than you ALREADY ARE! Randy Orton: We're the best thing going in the business today. Be it LoC, SGW, NGW, or whatever.. The Standard is the most dominant force.. The most unstoppable force.. And that won't end any time soon! [[ Edge and Orton slap their title belts and walk off camera with Tomko. Trish Stratus remains behind, moving the camera from following Rated RKO, back to focusing on her. ]] Trish Stratus: And let's not forget about me. [[ She yields a cocky smirk. ]] Trish Stratus: Up next, a tag team match. Me and Sara Del Rey against Gail Kim and Maryse. [[ She sarcastically yawns. ]] Trish Stratus: Such a big challenge. But hey, it's nice to be back in the ring and prove once and for all who the most dominant diva in the business truly is.. And Sara Del Rey, honey, it's not you. [[ Pause. ]] Trish Stratus: Some call this a dream tag team of you and myself. Some say it's bridging the gap between the eras. I say, pff, just another match I'm going to win without breaking a sweat.. And you're just another woman reaching success in this business by walking the path I PAVED! Larry Sweeney is responsible for this match and us coming together. Money talks. Consider yourself lucky you're even getting to be in the same ring as me. So don't let that get your ego inflated. Remember who's still the better wrestler between us, Sara. [[ Her tone turns very serious. ]] Trish Stratus: Seven-times I've held a Women's Championship.. A REAL Women's Championship. You may have the hold now, but for tonight, I'm going to be the one carrying this team to victory. [[ She winks to the camera and marches off, making her way to the curtain for her tag team match, which is up next! ]] Match
Two:
Women's Tag Team Match
[[ Pre-Taped Vignette. ]] [[ Inside of a gym, El Generico is seen working out on the treadmill, giving it all he has, struggling for breath. Generico, of course, has his mask on and his ring gear, the only way it should be. You can hear Kevin Steen yell words of encouragement and insult from off-camera. ]] Kevin Steen: KEEP IT UP, GENERICO! YOU IDIOT! [[ Panting, Generico is barely able to keep up. ]] Kevin Steen: TEN MORE SECONDS! [[ The camera zooms out to reveal Kevin Steen sitting on a weight bench, eating out of a bag of potato chips. ]] Kevin Steen: Looking great. [[ After ten seconds, Generico collapses to the ground after Steen shuts off the treadmill. Steen grabs Generico by the back of the mask and lifts him off the ground. They duo turns to the camera. ]] Kevin Steen: Feel better? [[ Generico shakes his head side to side, making a drinking motion with his hand. ]] Kevin Steen: Thirsty? You want something to drink? El Generico: Sí! Sí! Kevin Steen: Well, too bad! We have business to tend to right now! [[ Generico's head collapses into the palms of his hands. ]] Kevin Steen: LEAGUE OF CHAMPIONS! [[ Pause. ]] Kevin Steen: What you have in front of you today.. Your next WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! [[ A near exhausted Generico lifts his index finger in the air. ]] Kevin Steen: We came to LoC for a new opportunity. In Solid Gold, we won the belts with ease from the Briscoe Brothers. Here, we want the best! We want the titles! Edge, Randy Orton, if you have the BALLS! If you have the GUTS! Accept our challenge.. Generico has been training harder than ever, right Generico? El Generico: Sí. [[ Generico places his hand on Steen's left shoulder, which is quickly removed. ]] Kevin Steen: Don't touch me. [[ Generico nods. ]] Kevin Steen: Myself, on the other hand, needs no extra training because I am in prime condition! I am an Alpha Male in a jungle full of jokes and fools! Those LoC World Tag Team Championships is our goal.. It is our future... Our destiny! We didn't leave SGW and the money it paid to come here and be treated as jokes! From Cryme Tyme to the American Wolves.. You put them in our way, and I'll eliminate them to get those title belts! [[ Generico motions to himself. ]] Kevin Steen: Yeah, you can look at the belts as they rest on my rock hard shoulders. [[ Generico slaps Steen on the back, and has his hand quickly slapped off. ]] Kevin Steen: I said don't touch me. [[ Steen turns back to the camera. ]] Kevin Steen: Ricky Steamboat, you're a legend in this business, and you have just hired future legends in the sport of professional wrestling! I know League of champions is in Japan, but as soon as the crew comes back the first week of March, you can consider the race for the top tag team in this company OVER! Kevin Steen, "Mr. Wrestling".. El Generico.. THE NEXT LEAGUE OF CHAMPIONS WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! El Generico: OLÉ~!! [[ Fade. ]] [[ Inside the personal locker room of Sweet N Sour Incorporated, we see Larry Sweeney, Chris Hero, Sara Del Rey, Rocky Romero, KENTA, Morishima, Marufuji, and Go Shiozaki huddled around, as if some sort of meeting is going on. Sweeney is in the middle of giving what appears to be a big speech. He has all ears and eyes focused on him. ]] Larry Sweeney: What happened last week was an ABORTION! A CATASTROPHE! AN ATOMIC BOMB WAS DROPPED ON ME! Rocky Romero: Seriously? An atomic bomb? It's just Davey Richards. [[ Del Rey rolls Sweeney, who is still in the full body cast and wheelchair, over to face Romero. ]] Larry Sweeney: LOOK AT ME! Rocky Romero: He only kicked you in the face, bro! Larry Sweeney: And thanks to you dimwits, HE CRIPPLED ME! [[ Sara Del Rey rolls her eyes. ]] Larry Sweeney: Last week, I gave Davey Richards the greatest gift of all! I gave him paid prostitution! Red heads usually cost thousands! Sara Del Rey: How would you know? Larry Sweeney: And Davey Richards took my gift, and THREW IT BACK IN MY FACE AND THEN CRIPPLED ME WITH A KICK IN THE FACE! Sweet N Sour Inc. is the best bet he had of makin' it to the top of this company! He can't talk! He has no charisma! He has nothin' goin' for 'em without me leading his way! [[ Hero looks around, confused. ]] Chris Hero: Where's Eddie Edwards? Larry Sweeney: Dead. Chris Hero: What? Larry Sweeney: That name is dead to me, Hero! DEAD! The money I had set aside for Bill Goldberg was spent on Eddie Edwards thanks to Davey Richards! Now look at Goldberg! He's wrestlin' for Hogan in Florida! That's dividends I'm never gonna' collect! So, as for Eddie Edwards, he no longer exists to me! [[ Sweeney manages to snap his fingers and Del Rey wipes down his forehead with a towel. ]] Larry Sweeney: As for those two, I've planned their demise. I mean, I do STILL OWN THEIR CONTRACTS! Chris Hero: You want me to wipe them out? Larry Sweeney: Oh, no, no! Hero, baby, next week, you have a tall order! You have a former WWE Intercontinental, Tag, and European champion to deal with! Your International title's on the line against your stiffest competition yet! I appreciate the offer, but I have another route planned for the American Wolves. AHAHA! [[ Sweeney looks to KENTA and Marufuji, sitting in chairs, looking as confused as you'd expect two foreigners who speak zero English would be. ]] Larry Sweeney: On the last night of the Japanese tour.. TOKYO TURMOIL! I wanna' see the International Tag Team Championships defended! I want to see KENTA AND MARUFUJI.. KILL.. THE AMERICAN WOLVES! [[ Del Rey rolls Sweeney closer to them. ]] Larry Sweeney: Can ya' do that for me?! Huh? Can you eliminate Edwards and Richards? Can you? Can you KILL THEM IN THE RING NEXT WEEK?! [[ Neither man responds. ]] Larry Sweeney: THAT'S THE SPIRIT! [[ Sweeney chuckles with bad intentions in his eyes. ]] Larry Sweeney: As the man who controls Davey Richards and Eddie Edwards' contracts.. I'm bookin' 'em in a match! Next week at Tokyo Turmoil, they're fightin' Sweet N Sour International! They're fightin' for the belts, BUT THEY AIN'T GONNA' WIN 'EM! OH, NO! THEY AIN'T LEAVIN' THE RING IN ANYTHING BUT BODY BAGS! [[ Sweeney snaps once again as Del Rey reaches and pulls Sweeney's sunglasses off his face. ]] Larry Sweeney: AND WHEN THEY DIE, I'LL CASH IN THE LIFE INSURANCE POLICIES I TOOK OUT FOR THEM! I'LL BECOME A MILLIONAIRE! Chris Hero: You aren't already? Larry Sweeney: I made some bad investments that were beaten down by the poor economy. It's fine, though. I have some savings left that Momma Sweeney left me when she left. Chris Hero: You didn't tell me your mother died. Larry Sweeney: Oh, she didn't. She just left for Tijuana. She'll be back in April. [[ Quickly changing the subject. ]] Larry Sweeney: Next week, Davey Richards pays for his poor judgment! He pays for his lack of decision making abilities! Davey Richards will be executed in the middle of that ring along with his little buddy, Eddie Edwards by my Japanese Assassins! KENTA, Marufuji, if the American Wolves are taken out once and for all, I'll buy each of you one night in Heaven with Miss Elizabeth! [[ KENTA and Marufuji gives thumbs up. ]] Rocky Romero: Yo, isn't Elizabeth dead.. In Heaven? [[ Looks of concern come across KENTA and Marufuji's faces. ]] Larry Sweeney: If by "dead," you mean DROP DEAD GORGEOUS, then yes! [[ KENTA and Marufuji give thumbs up once again. Sweeney laughs in delight. ]] Larry Sweeney: Davey Richards, your heroic act last week, savin' that tramp SoCal Val.. It's gonna' blow up in your face! [[ Fade. ]] Match
Three:
Singles Match
[[ In the interview area, we see John Cena standing by with AJ Styles, who is in his ring gear, prepared for his match up next against Edge. ]] Michael Cole: AJ Styles, up next, you go one-on-one with Edge. AJ Styles: I got nothin' to say. When I pin ;em one-two-three, that'll be all the talkin' I'm gonna' have to do. [[ Styles turns to Cena. ]] AJ Styles: And next week, our actions are gonna' speak LOUD! John Cena: Damn right, son! [[ Cena and Styles shake hands. ]] John Cena: Go get 'em, AJ! I got ya' back if you need it! AJ Styles: Thanks, bro. [[ Styles goes off-camera and Cena takes control of the interview, ripping the microphone out of Cole's hand and shoving him out of the camera's view. The camera zooms in tightly on Cena. ]] John Cena: Seven days. SEVEN DAYS! SEVEN DAYS 'TIL FIVE ASSES GET WHIPPED! [[ Cena rips off his hat and throws it to the side. ]] John Cena: Since December 6, this has been goin' on. For over two months, League of Champions has been engaged in a civil war. Chris Jericho, you and your crew have torn through this company. You've blazed a trail of destruction and bloodshed. You kidnapped a mother, took her from her children.. You took a man's mentor and best friend, crushed their faces against brick walls.. The Standard's bloodied members of his roster, used intimidation tactics, and ignored the administration's demands to ensure they got their way. [[ You can see the intensity and fire explode out of Cena. ]] John Cena: DAMMIT! THAT ENDS NEXT WEEK! THE STANDARD IS DEAD AND BURIED AT TOKYO TURMOIL! [[ He pounds his chest. ]] John Cena: UNTIL THE DAY MY HEART STOPS BEATIN', I'M GONNA' MAKE SURE THIS COMPANY DOESN'T GET OVERTAKEN BY THE LOWEST SCUM IN THE WORLD! Chris Jericho, Edge, Randy Orton, Tyson Tomko, and that big bastard Morishima! Next week, your time's comin'! Your judgment day, your day of execution, your funeral is February 28, 2009 in TOKYO BY GOD JAPAN! [[ You can hear the fans cheering as they watch the promo from the arena. ]] John Cena: These fans know all about Godzilla. [[ Pause. ]] John Cena: But when it comes to the five fire-breathin' SONS OF BITCHES THAT'S GONNA' WIPE OUT DA' STANDARD NEXT WEEK.. Neither the fans or The Standard.. Have any idea what's comin' their way. [[ Cena shakes his hand in front of his face. ]] John Cena: They can't see us. They can't even begin to predict what's comin' at 'em. When we hit 'em next week.. We gonna' hit LIKE A HURRICANE! LIKE A TSUNAMI! [[ Cena looks into the camera, serious as a heart attack. ]] John Cena: Call the authorities. Next week.. It's gonna' be a natural disaster when ten men enter the ring, and only one side can win. Me and my boys.. When it comes ta' losin'.. It's not an option. [[ We go to the ring. ]] Match
Four:
Singles Match
[[ Christian Cage is seen standing in front of a blue backdrop, fresh off his match against Claudio Castagnoli. He takes a towel and drapes it over his shoulders, even though he did nothing in the match. ]] Christian Cage: Jerry Lynn, one week. One week until I add you to the list of those who now respect me. [[ He points to himself with a thumb. ]] Christian Cage: After next week, I'll be one step closer to redemption. One step closer to the ultimate revenge.. And that's you, Chris Jericho. [[ Cage tenses up. ]] Christian Cage: After I cast Jerry Lynn to the side like the low-card joke he is.. I'm coming for you. I'm coming for you and the entire Standard! You bloodied me, humiliated me, and set my career into a tailspin. I should be main eventing pay-per-views, collecting world titles, and making the big money. Instead, thanks to you, I'm wrestling someone like Jerry Lynn in the mid card. [[ He shakes his head with a look of disgust on his face. ]] Christian Cage: That all ends next week. [[ He smirks. ]] Christian Cage: And I can't wait. [[ He takes the towel, wipes his face, and tosses it to the ground. ]] Christian Cage: I've slowly but surely paid for my sins. I've earned my keep week after week as I climb my way back to the top. You, Jericho, you've not done anything but keep throwing your weight around, bullying people with your power. That title belt is your power. Without it, you're nothing. Without that belt, you're no better than Jerry Lynn or Claudio Castagnoli. [[ Without skipping a beat, he continues. ]] Christian Cage: After Tokyo Turmoil, if Cena, Punk, Rhino, AJ, and Kurt leave anything.. I'm comin' for your belt. [[ He slaps his chest. ]] Christian Cage: It's not about fighting The Standard head-on.. All someone has to do is take that strap. Without it, you're nothing. I'm gonna' be that man who takes the belt! Me! And when I do, Jericho.. It'll be CLASSIC! [[ Fade. ]] Match
Five:
LoC United States Championship
[[ Seconds after the bell rings to end the match, the Necro Butcher hits the ring and begins attacking Roderick Strong! He's softening Strong up for Tyler Black next week! Tyler Black's in America until Tokyo Turmoil, so he's sent his Age of the Fall cronies to do his dirty work for him! The bell repeatedly rings, trying to get Necro to stop, but to go avail. Strong hits Necro with a chop, sending Necro staggering back.. But Necro clocks Strong in the face with a stiff right hand, sending Strong down to the mat! HERE COMES JEFF HARDY! Hardy goes up top, DROP KICK! TWIST OF FATE! Jeff Hardy goes back up top and plays to the fans.. HERE COMES ABYSS! Abyss shoves Hardy off the top and enters the ring and picks him off the mat. SHOCK TREATMENT! Strong tries helping Jeff Hardy, but he pays for charging at Abyss by getting hit with the BLACK HOLE SLAM! The Necro Butcher pulls a table from under the ring and sets it up inside. He grabs Roderick Strong off the mat and hits the Tiger Bomb through the table! Abyss continues pummeling Jeff Hardy, doing his own weakening of his opponent next week! Allison Wonderland enters the ring and calls off the dogs. Satisfied with their work, Abyss and Necro leave the ring to a chorus of boos as Roderick Strong and Jeff Hardy are tended to by trainers and referees. Next week will be big weeks for both Roderick Strong and Jeff Hardy! ]] [[ Immediately backstage, Strong comes through the curtain and looks into the camera, bleeding and out of breath. ]] Roderick Strong: Come face me like a man, Tyler Black! [[ He puts his hands on his hips, inhaling deeply. ]] Roderick Strong: I fought the hardest match of my life against Morishima, and what happens afterward? I tell ya'! I was attacked by the Necro Butcher, that's what happened! Then here comes Jeff Hardy! Then here comes Abyss! It was chaos in the ring, man. [[ He looks into the camera. ]] Roderick Strong: You need to grow a pair and fight your own battles! Next week, there's no where to hide! Next week, if you even bother to show your big ugly face.. I'm gonna' take your title belt and put it around my waist! [[ Strong continues walking to the locker room area as the scene fades. ]] [[ The scene quickly shifts to the interview set where Leticia Cline is standing by with CM Punk. ]] Leticia Cline: CM Punk, what's this plan John Cena hinted at earlier? [[ Punk smirks. ]] CM Punk: You'll see by the end of tonight. [[ He looks to the camera, raising the black baseball cap up from covering his eyes. ]] CM Punk: Chris Jericho and company's calling card is isolating people and beating them down, bloodying them, and in some cases, like my friends Cabana and Steel.. Sending them to the hospital for SURGERY! [[ Punk bites his bottom lip, trying to calm himself. ]] CM Punk: Tonight, one week before we wipe The Standard off the face of the Earth once and for all.. We set the tone for next week. Leticia Cline: Any words for Tyler Black and the Age of the Fall? [[ Punk smirks. ]] CM Punk: Yeah. [[ He takes a deep breath and looks sternly into the camera. ]] CM Punk: Once The Standard's old news.. I'm comin' for you, Tyler Black... I'm comin' for you, Jimmy Jacobs. I don't care about the title! That means nothing to me when I have bigger fish to fry! All I care about is the way you won it. If you had beaten me cleanly in that ring, then I'd shook your hand, I'd slapped your back, and I'd told you, Tyler Black, that you truly were the better man. [[ He shakes his head with a crazed smile on his face. ]] CM Punk: But you didn't. You needed your little buddy, Jimmy Jacobs, to stab me in the face with a railroad spike to put my shoulders down! The business between us is on the backburner for the time being.. But believe me.. It's not forgotten. It's not over. [[ Punk leaves the interview set immediately afterwards, leaving Leticia there by herself. ]] Leticia Cline: And there you have it! Chris Jericho and The Standard is in store for a big surprise tonight! What will it be?! [[ We go to the ring. ]] Match
Six:
LoC World Heavyweight Championship
[[ Chris Jericho has retained his title for the sixth time, over halfway to Danielson's eleven defenses. At this point, it could be questioned if the Standard could even be stopped at this point with Chris Jericho leading the way. He's taken out a respective list of individuals en route to marking his second month as World Champion heading into Tokyo Turmoil next week. ]] [[ The Champion-Tron comes to life showing the parking lot. Jericho leans over the ropes to watch as Edge and Tyson Tomko are unconscious on the ground, and John Cena FU'S RANDY ORTON ON TOP OF A CAR WINDOW! The entire Standard has been taken out in the parking lot by their opponents for next week! Edge tries getting to his feet, GORE INTO A CAR DOOR BY RHINO! Blood spills all over the parking lot as the five men look at the chaos they've caused in the parking lot, satisfied with what they've done. Jericho is beside himself, in total disbelief this could even happen. He shakes his head, running his hands through his hair. He sighs a sigh of relief, thrilled it wasn't him getting bloodied in the parking lot and only his teammates. That is.. ]] [[ Until Kurt Angle enters the ring and stands behind Jericho, who has no idea what's going on. ]] [[ ANGLE SLAM! ]] [[ The Japanese fans explode for the first time all month as Angle locks in the Angle Lock and keeps yelling threats about breaking Jericho's ankle in half seven days before Tokyo Turmoil! There's nothing Jericho can do! Trish Stratus rolls into the ring and kicks Angle in the back of the head. Angle releases the ankle lock and stands up and stares Trish down. "What are you going to do, hit a woman?", Trish arrogantly asks Angle. Angle looks to the fans, and then HEAD BUTTS TRISH STRATUS! Jericho grabs his title belt and hobbles out of the ring and into the stands.. ]] [[ Where CM Punk, John Cena, Rhino, and AJ Styles are waiting for him! THE ASSAULT ON THE STANDARD WASN'T LIVE! IT WAS DONE EARLIER AND THEY DID IT TO TRICK JERICHO AND ISOLATE HIM! ]] [[ Jericho takes punches and forearms from all four men until Cena grabs him and tosses him over the guardrail as they follow him. Punk rolls Jericho back into the ring. Jericho begs for mercy on his hands and knees in front of Angle. Angle spits in his face! Jericho has made these men's lives a living hell for the past two months, and finally, finally retribution is seemingly theirs one week before Tokyo Turmoil! GORE! Cena picks Jericho up, FU! Styles goes up top and hits the SPIRAL TAP! Punk scoops Jericho's lifeless body off the ground and hits a Pepsi Twist, allowing Angle to finish it off by adding more insult to injury by applying to Angle Lock once again! Jericho taps, taps, and taps some more, just begging for the hold to be released! Finally, Cena forces Angle to release the hold as all five men celebrate in the center of the ring! ]] [[ A lot is at stake next week at Tokyo Turmoil. Karen Angle HAS to be released to Kurt Angle, The Standard has their backs against the wall for the first time, at a total disadvantage, seeing all their momentum disappear into thin air tonight! Cena, Punk, Styles, Rhino, and Angle look to be five men working together as an unbreakable, cohesive, wrecking machine! Can they finish off The Standard once and for all next week and regain control of League of Champions from these tyrants' grasp? ]] [[ Fade out. ]] |
