May 27, 2007
Tempe, Arizona

[[ Mayhem kicks off in the backstage area as we see Michael Cole standing by with The Hardy Boys, Matt and Jeff Hardy. They're in their ring gear, ready for their match tonight. ]]

Michael Cole: Matt, Jeff, let me get just a few quick comments from you before you go out to the ring for your match with Mercury and Nitro to kick off the show tonight.

[[ He turns to them and begins. Matt and Jeff are bouncing around, trying to get themselves loose. ]]

Michael Cole: As the first LoC Tag Team Champions, you didn't get a lot of respect like The New Hart Foundation has as champions. My question, why haven't you two taken your rematch against the champions?

Matt Hardy: It's like this, Cole.. It's all about timing. The timing just hasn't been right for The Hardy Boys to get their belts back.

Jeff Hardy: Yeah. We took some time off from the tag scene after losing the belts in hopes of winnin' that twenty-man rumble at PRIDE. That didn't work out like we had hoped, so here we are.. Back as a team.

[[ Matt and Jeff shake hands. ]]

Matt Hardy: And back in the hunt to regain those Tag Team title belts!

Jeff Hardy: Yep!

Matt Hardy: And the road to those belts starts tonight against MnM!

[[ We go to the ring. ]]

Match One: Tag Team Match
The Hardy Boys vs. MnM

[[ The two teams in this match both want to get back to their winning ways that they once had. Matt Hardy and Joey Mercury start the match off, and MnM's cheating tactics, along with Melina, helped them gain the early advantage in the match-up. MnM keeps Matt Hardy isolated, cutting off the ring. Finally, Matt Hardy gets out of the Snap Shot and knocks both members down, making the hot tag to his brother, Jeff. Jeff comes in a house of fire, right hands and clotheslines sends Mercury and Nitro down. Matt stays in the ring, Twist of Fate on Joey Mercury! Matt clotheslines Nitro out of the ring as Jeff goes to the top, SWANTON! One, two, three! The Hardy Boys get the victory! ]]

Winner: The Hardy Boys via Pin Fall (11:43)

Shock Footage - Taped May 23rd, 2007

-[[ Chris Kanyon and Shark Boy walk through the backstage area. They are walking down the hallway where most of the dressing rooms are located. They are both in their wrestling gear. Chris Kanyon appears to be jittery, shaking visibly and he keeps licking his lips to keep them moist, something has him so stressed that he's dehydrating himself. Shark Boy is acting like.. Well.. Shark Boy. They stop in front of a door that has no name plate on it and Kanyon finally speaks. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Ya' sure this is a good idea, Sharky?

-[[ Shark Boy looks up at him and does the fin salute. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Yeah, yeah.. I know.. How else are we gonna find out?

-[[ Kanyon looks at the door and sighs. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Well.. Here goes nothin'..

-[[ Kanyon knocks on the door and then nothing. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: I guess nobody's home.. Let's go.

-[[ Kanyon turns to walk away and the door slowly creaks open with Shark Boy still standing in front of it. Shark Boy begins motioning frantically for Kanyon to come back but he doesn't notice the door is opening until he turns around to tell Shark Boy to hurry up and come with him. It looks like the blood has drained out of his face when he sees the door open.. And SHELLY MARTINEZ steps out. She looks at them both and raises an eyebrow in surprise. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: What do you want?

-[[ Delirious screams loudly from inside the room. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: We're a little busy.

-[[ Kanyon puts his hands up in front of him. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: That's mahvelous.. Me and Sharky were just goin'.. Sorry to botha' you, sugar.

-[[ Kanyon turns to walk away but Shark Boy grabs him by the wrist and does the fin salute again. Kanyon looks defeated and gets to the reason why they're there. Shelly looks less than interested. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Look.. We got some questions.. And we know ya' used to do that card readin' gimmick in da' crappy new ECW and we was wonderin' if ya' could answer'em for us.

-[[ She stares blankly at him before answering him completely deadpan. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: No time for this.

-[[ She turns to shut the door but Kanyon puts his foot in the door. Her eyes go wide and she immediately turns her head toward the dark room behind her. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: ABYSS! COME!

-[[ Kanyon looks like he has literally shit his pants in fear. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: No, no, no! Honey, wait! Just one question! Please!

-[[ She leans on the door frame, staring at Kanyon with disgust in her eyes. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: Fine. Just one.

-[[ Kanyon looks at Shark Boy who fin salutes once again and then at her, a hopeful look on his face. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Will me and Shark Boy ever win gold in SGW?

-[[ She doesn't even hesitate. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: No.

Chris Kanyon: Ya' didn't look at ya' cards.

Shelly Martinez: I know. Leave.

-[[ She slams the door in their faces. Kanyon and Shark Boy both stand there in shock at how abrupt that was. Kanyon then does the unexpected and knocks again before running his hand down his face nervously. Shark Boy looks surprised that Kanyon did this. After another few moments, the door creaks open again and Shelly leans out, looking annoyed. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: Look, boys.. Obtaining championship gold in Solid Gold Wrestling is all about how far you are willing to go to get it.. How far are you willing to go for this gold, Chris Kanyon and Shark Boy? How far?

-[[ Shark Boy gives her the fin salute. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: He's right.. As far as we have to.

Shelly Martinez: Will you go to the world's end for this gold?

-[[ Shark Boy stares blankly at her. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: I guess.

-[[ She smiles evilly. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: Then you must find someone who is familiar with that territory.. Someone who, without fear, will sail into the darkest waters, risking his and your life all the way in search of your gold.. You can not make the journey to the world's end by yourself. You will find your third man who will guide you to championship gold--

-[[ She notices a shadow looming down the hall. Someone is coming in their direction. She quickly changes her fortune. ]]-

Shelly Martinez: --tonight.. You will find him tonight. As a matter of fact.. You will find him in this very hallway.. Moments from now. Yes. I can see it. Now, leave me alone.. And if you knock on my door again, Abyss will answer and you will both become memories.

-[[ She slams the door in their faces again. Shark Boy and Kanyon stand there in silence for a moment. They stand shoulder to shoulder and look down at the floor. Suddenly, the tapping of boots on the floor alerts them and they perk up. They both turn their head toward the sound and a figure in a long coat and baggy pants rounds the corner of the hallway. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: Holy... She was right, Sharky!

-[[ Shark Boy fin salutes. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: It's him! Our new partna'! Butta'! It's butta', Sharky!

-[[ The man walks into the light and we see him in full detail. The long, red coat. The baggy, brown pants. The boots, the bandana, the... Sword? No way, this can't be who they think it is. ]]-

Paul Burchill: Lower ye masts and shiver me timbers.. 'Cause Pirate Paul Burchill's comin' aboard!

-[[ Kanyon and Shark Boy both rush up to him and Kanyon embraces him in a big hug. Burchill looks uncomfortable with this close contact as he has no idea what's going on. Shark Boy points at Burchill and fin salutes him. Kanyon lets go and backs away from him, loudly proclaiming. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: You! You're our guy! You're our guy!

-[[ Burchill strokes his goatee nervously as he looks back and forth from Kanyon to Shark Boy and back again. ]]-

Paul Burchill: No offense, mate.. But the sea is me first and only love.

Chris Kanyon: What about gold?

-[[ Burchill shrugs. ]]-

Paul Burchill: Arrr! That, too!

-[[ Kanyon slaps Shark Boy on the shoulder. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: I told you he was our guy!

-[[ Burchill's eyes go wide with shock as Kanyon and Shark Boy each take him by the arm and lead him down the hallway like a scene out of the Wizard of Oz as Kanyon shouts happily. ]]-

Chris Kanyon: WHO BETTA'! WHO BETTA'!

-[[ Close in on Burchill's frightened face and we go to the ring. ]]-

Match Two: Women's Singles Match
Jillian Hall versus Sara Del Rey

[[This match marks Jillian's first in-ring appearance for Solid Gold Wrestling. There's a long feeling out process between the two as Jillian keeps stalling for time. Once they lock-up, the match is all Death Rey as she dismantles Jillian and grounds her for most of the match. Jillian manages to bring the match back to their feet and it turns into a striking contest but Jillian quickly realizes she's made a mistake as Del Rey cuts her down with vicious kicks and slaps before bringing her down hard with a big boot. Jillian is rendered completely useless and Del Rey takes her off of the mat, Royal Butterfly and Jillian is finished. ]]

Winner: Sara Del Rey via Pin Fall in 10:39

-[[ After the match, Jillian is busted up pretty badly and sits on her knees in the ring.. She looks to be in a great deal of pain.. She looks up at Del Rey who just stares her down before she shakes her head and leaves the ring, going to the back as the fans boo Jillian. ]]-

Glory Footage - May 26, 2007

[[ Moments after AJ Styles and Christopher Daniels were screwed out of their tag match against Edge and Christian earlier in the night. They're in their locker room, still in their ring gear, looking pretty pissed off. ]]

Christopher Daniels: Edge, Christian, you wanna' screw us out of a match because we're responsible for you not being contenders for the World title?

[[ Pause. Daniels catches his breath. ]]

Christopher Daniels: See, what you two may not realize, AJ and I, we're a lot like you two. We're basically brothers. We've been in many of wars like you two have in our time together as a team. Steel cages, choked out by coat hangers, stabbed by forks.. But one thing remains.. We're still together today.

[[ AJ nods. ]]

Christopher Daniels: So if you think your little revenge of screwing us out of a match means we're all even with one another.. Think again.

AJ Styles: That's right. Edge and Christian, we've been at one another's throats since day one. It's time for all of this to come to an end!

[[ The camera zooms in to get a tighter view of Styles and Daniels. ]]

AJ Styles: Chris and I, we're the best tag team of this decade like you two were the team of the nineties. Let's find out once and for all who truly is the better team on a level playing field.. At The Final Showdown on June 23!

Christopher Daniels: AJ Styles, Christopher Daniels.. Edge and Christian.. Falls count anywhere in the building!

AJ Styles: It's time to put this rivalry to bed, boys.

[[ Daniels snarls into the camera. ]]

Christopher Daniels: It's time.. To say your prayers!

[[ Fade. ]]

Match Three: Six-Man Tag
Jay Lethal, Edge, and Christian vs. Carlito, Jerry Lynn, and Ron Killings

[[ This match is lop-sided on paper, and it turned out the same way when the bell rang and the match started. Lethal worked most of the match against Carlito, showing vast improvement over the last few weeks as he prepares for his ELITE title match against CM Punk next week on Glory. All six men end up in the ring at the same time, but it comes down to Christian and Jerry Lynn. Un-Prettier on Lynn leaves him on the ground, allowing Christian to make the cover and get the victory for Sports Entertainment Xtreme! ]]

Winner: Jay Lethal, Edge, and Christian via Pin Fall (7:59)

-[[ Guido Maritato, Tony Mamaluke and Trinity are backstage during the Mayhem taping.. Guido and Tony are in jeans and 'F.B.I.' t-shirts. Trinity is in her net and 'Caution' tape top. They're not booked for matches on Mayhem or the pay-per-view tonight, so they are hanging out in the back and enjoying the show from behind the curtain. ]]-

Tony Mamaluke: 'Ey, Guido! What'chu think about all dese new mooks comin' into SG-Dub and gettin' all kinds o' tv time while you'se and me get stuck doin' nothin'!

Guido Maritato: You'se wanna know what I think about that? Every time we wrestle.. We get our asses kicked! Yo! So, da' way I see it.. We sit at home and collect a check fa' nothin'... FUHGETTABOUDIT!

-[[ Mamaluke shrugs, a big smile on his face. ]]-

Tony Mamaluke: Ey! That's what I said! FUHGETTABOUDIT!

-[[ They sit there, flicking their chins at each other and repeating 'fuhgettaboudit' until Chase Stevens and Andy Douglas walk into the shot. They're wearing jeans and 'WRESTLE!' t-shirts. It's Team WRESTLE!'s very own Naturals. They stop a few feet away from the Italians and look them up and down. ]]-

Andy Douglas: Take a good look..

-[[ Chase scratches his chin, nodding. ]]-

Andy Douglas: Because you're lookin' at a real tag team right here.

-[[ Guido smiles real big. ]]-

Guido Maritato: 'Ey! That's right! These are good boys! We ARE a real team!

Tony Mamaluke: Yo! I love dese guys!

-[[ Chase and Andy look at each other and then back at the Italians. ]]-

Chase Stevens: I think you misunderstood my boy, Andy, here.. Take a good look at US.. We're the real team around here.. Typical of you foreigners.. No comprende, por favor, I guess.. No hablo American?

-[[ Guido and Tony look at each other now, eyebrows raised. ]]-

Tony Mamaluke: First of all, chu fuckin' mook... It's English, not American.. And second.. We ain't no stinkin' Mexicans! 'Ey!

-[[ Another voice echoes from a few feet away. ]]-

Chavo Guerrero: Excuse me? You ain't no.. What?

-[[ Guido and Tony look surprised now. The numbers game is now in WRESTLE!'s favor.. Chavo Guerrero struts out of the shadows, also in jeans and a WRESTLE! t-shirt.. Chavo looks both Italians in the eye. Trinity keeps a few steps back the whole time. ]]-

Chavo Guerrero: Stinkin' Mexicans, esse?

-[[ Chavo and the Naturals move closer to the Italians with Chavo getting right in Mamaluke's face. ]]-

Chavo Guerrero: Maybe you didn't see what we did to Sean Waltman, homes.. Becky Bayless... Homicide.. Team WRESTLE! is making a statement, esse.. And if you don't want to be a part of that statement.. You better watch your asses, alright?

-[[ Chavo goes from Guido to Tony, staring each one down for a few seconds each. ]]-

Chavo Guerrero: I think.. They get the point, boys.

-[[ Chavo is totally smug. ]]-

Chavo Guerrero: See you two later, homes.

-[[ Chavo snaps his fingers and the Naturals follow him off camera. The Italians stand there, looking shaken up. Trinity watches them leave and doesn't even notice another intruder walking up to them. Suddenly, he catches their eye. ]]-

Trinity: Oh, sick.. The hell is he doin' 'ere!?

-[[ The camera pans over to reveal.. The Sandman! The Sandman is standing there in jeans, a 'Sandman' t-shirt and is holding a Singapore cane in one hand and a beer in the other.. He pours the beer all over his face and spits what went in his mouth all over the ceiling. He stares at the Italians with wild eyes. ]]-

The Sandman: ....WHAAAAAZZZZUUUUUUUUP!?!

-[[ Guido scratches his head. He looks nervous. ]]-

Guido Maritato: 'Scuse me... Ya' know.. I know's who ya' are.. And I know what ya' done.. But walkin' up on us and spittin'at shit all ova' da place...... Who inna FUCK do you think you are!? 'Ey!

-[[ Sandman stares at him and delivers the line completely deadpan. ]]-

The Sandman: Ya' mother.

-[[ Guido and Tony exchange looks. ]]-

Guido Maritato: That don't make no sense!

The Sandman: Fuck you, then.

-[[ Without warning, The Sandman busts his Singapore cane over Guido's head! Guido goes down, holding his face and the Sandman blasts Mamaluke next! The Sandman pulls Mamaluke up and begins pounding him with big right hands before lifting him up power slam style and planting him head first into a big, plastic garbage can! Mamaluke's legs stick straight up out of the can like popsicle sticks. Guido is starting to stand when Sandman turns around and takes him by the hair. He pushes the Men's Bathroom door open and drags Guido inside before shoving back against a toilet and wearing his head out with the cane! Guido is completely ruined and the Sandman spins him around and dumps him head first into the toilet and flushes it! The Sandman wanders back out of the bathroom where Trinity is still standing. The Sandman reaches into his back pocket and removes another can of beer. He looks at Trinity and stares at her revealing top. ]]-

The Sandman: Nice tits.

-[[ He snaps the beer open, causing foam to go all over her face and tits, soaking her clothes and hair. Trinity looks disgusted as the Sandman begins dumping the beer all over his head and proceeds to smash the can on his forehead until he draws blood! The Sandman is in Solid Gold Wrestling.. What could possibly happen with him on board!? ]]-

Match Four: Singles Match
James Gibson versus Fit Finlay

[[ This is one of the stiffest matches to ever air on Mayhem. It's a crime that it wasn't shown on the pay-per-view later tonight, but lucky for the fans, it was on free television. Gibson and Finlay wore each other out for several minutes with vicious chops and European uppercuts. They take the fight to the mat where Gibson uses his speed to dominate Finlay but Finlay has enough of that and brings the fight back up and pummels Gibson with a barrage of forearms and elbows. A thin trail of blood trickles down Gibson's forehead but that doesn't slow him down. Gibson fights back with some kicks and forearms of his own but Finlay keeps drilling him down to his knees. He locks Gibson in a front facelock and begins dropping knees on his head. Gibson pushes his way back up and gets Finlay in the corner but Finlay keeps lifting knees into his head and chest. Gibson reverses the facelock out of nowhere into a Northern Lights Suplex but Finlay kicks out. Gibson charges at Finlay and Finlay hits him with a big clothesline. Finlay begins untying the turnbuckle pad and throws it out of the ring. Gibson is back up and runs at Finlay but Finlay flapjacks him into the exposed steel, catches him coming out of the corner and tombstones him for the three count. ]]

Winner: Fit Finlay via Pin Fall in 16:19

Fade out.