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WCW Thunder (Thursday, Wk3 November 2001) Announcers Mike Tenay | Bobby "The Brain" Heenan (WCW Thunder's theme explodes at The Pavillion in Sacramento, California, electrifying the crowd. The spotlight illuminates Mike Tenay and Bobby Heenan at the announce booth.) Tenay: Welcome, wrestling fans, to a thunderous edition of WCW Thunder! Tonight, we have a special two-hour event, "Storm's End," dedicated to the final matches of the Bound for Glory Series! The road to the biggest pay-per-view of the year culminates here, and the stakes have never been higher! Heenan: Well, Tenay, some might say "storm's end" is also appropriate for the careers of certain competitors tonight. But seriously, folks, the last matches of the Bound for Glory Series promise fireworks! We'll see desperation, rivalries, and championship dreams colliding in the ring. Tenay: Absolutely, Heenan. Tonight, we'll witness the final chapter of the series before the clash at Bound for Glory unfolds! Buckle up, because this is going to be a wild ride! (The camera pans across the excited crowd, showcasing the diverse fan base adorned in the colors of their favorite wrestlers. The energy crackles as Tenay dives into the card for the night.) Tenay: Kicking things off tonight, we have a Block B matchup between the Crusher, Mike Awesome, and the unpredictable Brian Adams. While both men are out of contention for the finals, there's still plenty on the line for Awesome, who faces an ultimatum from his Team Canada leader, Lance Storm. Heenan: Interesting. Sounds like Storm's got Awesome on a tight leash. Makes you wonder what the future holds for the Crusher if he loses tonight. Tenay: Speaking of Storm, he'll be facing off against "The Double J," Jeff Jarrett, in a crucial Block A match. A win for Storm, coupled with a Shane Helms victory over Sting later tonight, could potentially shake things up in the standings! Heenan: Now, now, Tenay, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Sting's not exactly known for rolling over easily. Tenay: That's right, Heenan. And speaking of Sting, his match against Shane Helms later in the night holds immense significance. Should Storm lose, this match will determine who advances to the Bound for Glory Series finals! Heenan: Helms has been on a tear lately, Tenay. But Sting is a legend for a reason. This one promises to be a classic good versus evil battle! Tenay: We round out the night with another Block B encounter featuring Diamond Dallas Page going head-to-head with the outspoken CM Punk. While Punk is mathematically eliminated from the finals race, a win for DDP could potentially tie him with Booker T in points, but with the tiebreaker going to DDP. Heenan: That would be a twist, wouldn't it? Punk causing trouble for Booker T even when he's out of the running himself. What could be Punk's motivation for this match? Could he be playing his own game here? Tenay: Only time will tell, Bobby. But one thing's for sure, the final chapter of the Bound for Glory Series is upon us, and tonight promises to be an unforgettable spectacle! So, get ready for a night of action, drama, and high-octane wrestling, right here on WCW Thunder! (The camera zooms in on Tenay and Heenan, anticipation building as the broadcast cuts to the entranceway for the first match.) ------------------- Mike Awesome vs. Brian Adams Mike Awesome and Brian Adams collided in a desperate clash, both needing a win for different reasons. Awesome started strong, launching into a flurry of clotheslines and a devastating fall-away slam. Adams countered with a wicked DDT, momentarily slowing the Crusher. But Awesome rallied, connecting with his signature Awesome Bomb, driving Adams into the mat for the decisive three count. As the victor, Awesome secured his spot in Team Canada, while Adams' finished dead last in Block B of the Bound for Glory Series. ------------------- (After a quick commercial break, the arena lights dim, and the familiar WCW Thunder theme explodes. The crowd erupts as CM Punk saunters down the ramp, a smug grin plastered across his face.) Punk: (Grabbing the microphone) You loyal, but misguided WCW fans, I'm back. And tonight, I'm here to deliver a dose of reality about your so-called "favorite," Booker T! (The crowd boos loudly, their chants of "Booker T!" echoing through the arena.) Punk: (Scoffs) Oh, spare me that crap! Booker T isn't the champion, but let's be honest, who truly believes he deserves to be? He's had his shot, and he blew it, just like he's blown every other opportunity that's come his way. (The crowd's disapproval grows louder, with shouts of "Booker!" intermixed with boos.) Punk: (Pacing around the ring, microphone clutched in his hand) You wanna talk about second chances? Booker T already had his, and he squandered it. He's a reminder that past achievements don't guarantee future success. And let's not forget his checkered past – a criminal record that stains the reputation of this entire industry! (Punk throws his arms out, a theatrical flourish to emphasize his point. The crowd's reaction intensifies, a mixture of boos and scattered cheers.) Punk: (Voice rising) And somehow, he's held in high regard? I call hypocrisy! You fans deserve better than a flawed role model like Booker T even if you don't see it right now. You deserve someone who represents the values of hard work, dedication, and above all, clean living! (Punk paces around the ring, microphone clenched tightly. The crowd's disapproval grows louder, punctuated by shouts of "Four Time!", referencing Booker’s four times as WCW World Champion) Punk: (Voice rising) Four titles in the past? So what? Trophies on a shelf gather dust. What matters is the present, and in the present, Booker T is a failure. He throws away opportunities like yesterday's trash, clinging to past glories while his career spirals downwards! (Punk leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.) Punk: But hey, maybe that's not such a bad thing, is it? Maybe a loss tonight for yours truly could have some interesting consequences… Consequences that could potentially remove a certain four-time "champion" from the Bound for Glory Series picture altogether. When this whole thing started I just wanted to be the winner, but maybe… maybe I can be something better… maybe I can be a spoiler. (Punk raises an eyebrow, a sly grin playing on his lips. The crowd murmurs, some intrigued by the implication, others picking up on the potential manipulation.) (A sudden hush falls over the audience as a spotlight illuminates the Titantron, revealing Eric Bischoff's face.) Bischoff: (Voice dripping with icy calm) Punk. Once again, you demonstrate your remarkable ability to stir the pot and garner attention, even if it means stooping to such inflammatory rhetoric. (The crowd reacts with a mix of surprise and anticipation, unsure of Bischoff's next move.) Bischoff: While your criticism of Booker T may be fair, your timing couldn't be worse. Tonight, you are scheduled to face Diamond Dallas Page in a crucial Bound for Glory Series match, a match with significant implications for the tournament and the World Heavyweight Championship. (Bischoff leans closer to the camera, his gaze fixed on Punk.) Bischoff: However, your focus seems to be solely on Booker T, and I’m not a fan of the implications in what I just heard. WCW has had problems with that kind of behavior in the past and I will not tolerate that ever again. Perhaps some consequences are in order… (A beat of silence hangs heavy in the air.) Bischoff: If you lose to DDP tonight, Punk, while you may fulfill your personal vendetta against Booker T, you will also be suspended from WCW, effectively immediately, and until the end of the year. And just to be sure you understand what this means, this suspension will ban you from competing at Starrcade. Consider this a fair warning, Punk. Play your little games, but know that there will be serious repercussions. (The screen goes dark, plunging the arena back into darkness. Punk stands frozen in the ring, the smug grin replaced by a look of stunned disbelief. The crowd erupts in a cacophony of reactions – some cheering Bischoff's decision, others chanting for Booker T - as Punk's mind races. Will he put his personal vendetta aside and focus on winning the match, or will the threat of suspension and the ever-present shadow of Booker T cloud his judgment and lead to his downfall?) ------------------- (Mike Awesome, battered but victorious, sprawls on a trainer's table, ice packs strapped to his bruised ribs. He winces as he reaches for a water bottle.) (The locker room door creaks open, and Lance Storm strides in, a smirk playing on his lips. He stops in front of Awesome, arms crossed.) Storm: Well, well, well. Look who's still kicking, eh? Thought I might find you here nursing your wounds. Awesome: (Grunts) Still kicking, Storm. Just a little worse for wear. Storm: (Chuckles) You should be used to it by now, Michael. Part of the game, right? Awesome: (Sits up, wincing) Yeah, well, some games are harder to win than others. But a win's a win. Storm: (Nods) True enough. You did good out there tonight. Secured your spot in Team Canada, eh? Glad to have you back in the fold. Awesome: (Looks up, surprised) Back in the fold? What about the ultimatum? Storm: (Shrugs) Ultimatum was just a little motivational nudge, eh? You responded well. Showed heart. Showed determination. Qualities we value in Team Canada. Awesome: (Suspicious) So... I'm good? Storm: (Pats Awesome on the shoulder) For now, Michael. For now. But listen up, I've got a match coming up against "Double J" Jeff Jarrett. And for that one... (Storm leans in, his voice dropping to a low whisper.) Storm: ...you're banned from ringside. (Awesome stares at Storm, his face a mask of confusion and betrayal.) Awesome: B-banned? Why? Storm: (Straightens up, gaze turning cold) Because, Michael, you're still a bit too unpredictable for my taste. You may have secured your spot, but that doesn't mean you've earned my trust. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a match to win. (Storm turns and walks towards the door, leaving Awesome sitting alone, the ice pack slipping from his numb fingers as his dream of supporting his team crumbles to dust.) ------------- Jeff Jarrett vs. Lance Storm In a fierce battle for Bound for Glory Series supremacy, Jeff Jarrett outplayed and overpowered Lance Storm. Storm aimed for control with his technical prowess, locking in various submissions, but Jarrett countered with his signature high-flying offense. He peppered Storm with strikes, showcasing his agility with a springboard dropkick, before connecting with a devastating DDT for a near fall. As the match progressed, desperation mounted, leading to a flurry of reversals and close calls. Finally, Jarrett capitalized on Storm's exhaustion, catching him off guard with the Stroke, securing the pinfall victory. This win throws the Block A standings into chaos, leaving the championship picture wide open. ------------- (The camera cuts to the aftermath of the match. Suddenly, RVD's iconic theme song blasts through the speakers, and the crowd erupts in a sea of cheers.) RVD: (Saunters down the ramp, microphone in hand, a relaxed swagger in his step) Wow, Guys! Let's take a moment to appreciate the cosmic justice that just unfolded in this very ring! (The crowd roars in agreement, a wave of "RVD!" chants washing over the arena.) RVD: (A sly grin spreading across his face) And speaking of cosmic justice, there's a certain Canadian "gentleman" who might be feeling a little out of sorts right about now. Am I right? (RVD throws his gaze towards the ring, where Storm stands fuming, a stark contrast to the electric atmosphere.) RVD: (Voice rising slightly) You see, Lance, the universe has a funny way of balancing the scales. Remember that little "welcome back" present you bestowed upon yours truly a while back? Yeah, about that... (RVD holds the microphone out, a playful glint in his eyes.) RVD: Consider this payback, dude. And speaking of payback, I've got a proposition for you, Storm. A one-on-one showdown at Bound for Glory! You ready to step up, or are you gonna crawl back into your little Canadian flag and hide? (RVD holds the mic out, the crowd chanting "RVD! RVD!" louder than ever, eager for a showdown.) (Storm snatches a microphone in the ring, his face contorted in a mix of frustration and anger.) Storm: (Canadian accent thick) Easy there, Robert. You think you can just waltz in here and pick a fight with a man who's just… well, let's just say I've got more important things to worry about than settling some petty grudge with you. (Storm paces the ring, his words lacking conviction.) Storm: Look, I appreciate the… enthusiasm, but trust me, a match with you wouldn't exactly be the pinnacle of my career. Besides, there's a bigger picture here, RVD. We gotta look at… (Storm throws his arms out, appealing to the crowd, but their reaction is indifferent.) (Suddenly, a figure appears at the top of the ramp. Mike Awesome stands tall, arms crossed, a resolute expression on his face.) Awesome: (Voice firm) Hold up a minute, Lance. I know what you want to say. You were going to say that you want to look at the great white north with pride after another victory. You were going to say this was not just a match but a prove of Canadian supremacy. Rob, Lance accepts your challenge. (The crowd gasps, their eyes darting between Awesome and Storm in disbelief.) Storm: (Whirl's around, his anger now directed at Awesome) What?! You can't do that, Michael! Awesome: (Steps closer to the edge of the ramp) I just did. No need to thank me, dude. (Storm stands frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions.) RVD: (Raises an eyebrow, a sly grin creeping back onto his face) So, we’ve got a match. See you Sunday, dude. [Looks at Awesome] Big Dude… [RVD slightly bows down] (The crowd explodes in a cacophony of cheers and confusion. The camera zooms in on Storm's face, a look of indecision clouding his features. RVD goes back to the locker room while the broadcast fades to a commercial break). ------------------- Shane Helms vs. Sting The stakes were sky-high – the winner would claim Block A of the Bound for Glory Series, securing a coveted spot in the finals next Sunday. Both men entered the ring with a roar of respect from the crowd. The early goings were a chess match of technical brilliance. Sting, the seasoned veteran, utilized his trademark headlocks and shoulder blocks to control the pace, methodically wearing down Helms. Helms countered with his agility, slipping away from Sting's grasp and frustrating the Stinger with a series of dropkicks and arm drags. The crowd held their breath as Helms attempted a daring springboard moonsault, only for Sting to catch him mid-air in a devastating powerslam. The momentum shifted back and forth, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats. As the match progressed, the desperation mounted. Sting executed a picture-perfect Scorpion Deathlock, the crowd chanting "Sting! Sting!" in fervent support. Helms, his face contorted in pain, clawed his way to the ropes, just barely breaking the hold. He retaliated with a top-rope hurricanrana, catching Sting by surprise and nearly stealing the win. Both men stumbled to their feet, exhaustion etched on their faces, but their spirits remained unbroken. Helms, fueled by a final burst of adrenaline, attempted a top-rope cross-body block. However, Sting, displaying unparalleled ring awareness, countered with a mid-air powerslam. The Stinger then transitioned into a thunderous Scorpion Death Drop, driving the air out of Helms' lungs and slamming him to the mat. The referee counted to three, and the arena erupted in a jubilant roar! Sting rose to his feet, a mixture of relief and exhaustion etched on his face. He raised his arm high, acknowledging the thunderous applause of the WCW faithful. As Shane Helms recovered, shaking Sting's hand in a display of sportsmanship, the magnitude of the victory sunk in. Sting had conquered Block A, securing his place in the Bound for Glory Series Finals! The WCW World Heavyweight Championship hung in the balance, and with this win, Sting soared one step closer to his ultimate goal. ------------------- (The camera pans across a cluttered backstage area. DDP, sporting his signature tie-dye bandana, stretches his lower back with Kanyon by his side. Kanyon bounces on his toes, throwing exaggerated punches in the air.) Kanyon: (Shouting) Bang! You hear that, Punk? That's the sound of your dreams getting shattered! DDP's gonna leave you wishin' you never set foot in this ring, brother! DDP: (Groans as he cracks his back) Whoa, whoa, Kanyon, ease up on that war paint. We ain't going to war, we're going to a wrestling match. Gotta pace ourselves, brother. Kanyon: (Scoffs) Pace ourselves? DDP, this punk needs a reality check! He thinks he can waltz in here and disrespect the People’s Champion? Not on my watch! (The camera moves as Booker T strides in, a determined glint in his eye.) Booker T: (Smiling) Hold up, hold up, hold up! Ain't nobody needin' a reality check more than that sucka, Punk tonight, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, right Page? DDP: (Grinning) Booker T! Good match last monday, brother. Booker T: (Claps DDP on the shoulder) Just wanted to say good luck out there, man. Tonight's a big one. Win this, and you're lookin' at the Bound for Glory series finals showdown with Sting. Kanyon: (Jumping in) Sting vs. DDP? Now that's a main event worth payin' for! Five-star classic written all over it! Booker T: (Chuckles) You ain't wrong, Kanyon. Now, I don’t want there to be any confusion. I want that spot in the finals. I’ve been busting my ass off to get that shot at the title. But I want you to know there will be no hard feelings from me if you win tonight. Now, don't let that Chicago swagger fool you, DDP. He's got a bite to him. DDP: (Nods, a serious expression crossing his face) Yeah, I hear you, Booker T. Punk's a young pup with somethin' to prove. But hey, I ain't exactly a spring chicken myself. This old dog's still got some fight left in him. Booker T: (Pumps his fist) You said it, brother! You go out there and show that punk what happens when you mess with DDP! And who knows, maybe later down the road, we can settle that little score between us, with the title on the line. DDP: (Raises an eyebrow playfully) Don't you worry about that, Booker T. You know I ain't afraid of a good ol' fashioned Harlem Shuffle showdown. But tonight, my sights are set on that Bound for Glory Series trophy. (Kanyon starts bouncing again, radiating manic energy.) Kanyon: Let's go, let's go, let's go! Time to show the world what DDP is made of! Diamond Cutter that punk into the ground! DDP: (Slaps Kanyon on the back) Woo hoo! Alright, alright, settle down, Kanyon. We got a game plan. Let's stick to it. (DDP and Booker T bump fists, a sense of camaraderie and friendly rivalry filling the air. Kanyon does a backflip, nearly knocking over a water cooler.) (The three share a laugh, their banter momentarily taking the edge off the upcoming match's pressure. As the announcers' voices rise in the background, hyping up the main event, DDP throws a bandana over his shoulder and heads towards the entrance ramp, ready to take on CM Punk.) ------------------- Diamond Dallas Page vs. CM Punk The opening minutes were a whirlwind of aggression. Punk, fueled by undeniable animosity towards DDP, charged out of the gate with a flurry of strikes. He targeted DDP's knee with a series of dropkicks, hoping to slow down the veteran. DDP, however, weathered the storm, responding with his signature power moves. A thunderous Clothesline nearly knocked the wind out of Punk, and a perfectly executed Snapmare Takeover sent shockwaves through the crowd. Kanyon, DDP's ever-energetic cornerman, paced at ringside, mirroring the intensity of the battle unfolding within the squared circle. As the match progressed, the tide began to turn. Punk, frustrated by his inability to put DDP away, adopted a more cautious approach. He resorted to stalling tactics, spending time outside the ring and employing frequent rope breaks. The referee, watchful but fair, warned Punk several times for excessive stalling, drawing jeers from the crowd. DDP, fueled by a desire to secure a Bound for Glory Series finals berth, desperately tried to recapture the early momentum. He landed a series of near falls – a spinebuster that had Punk gasping for air, and a close two-count after a thunderous Flying Clothesline. However, time remained Punk's ally, and he managed to escape each attempt at a pin. The final minutes were an agonizing display of desperation. DDP, sensing the clock ticking down, unleashed a flurry of offense. He caught Punk off guard with a devastating Discus Clothesline, sending the "Second City Saint" crashing to the mat. With seconds remaining, DDP executed his signature maneuver – the Diamond Cutter! The crowd rose to its feet as Punk's body went limp. DDP pinned him, but the referee's three-count was drowned out by the buzzer's shrill cry. The pin attempt, mere milliseconds late, had fallen short. A sense of disbelief hung heavy in the air. DDP, visibly heartbroken, slumped to the mat, the spot in the finals had just slipped through his fingers. Punk, a smirk playing on his lips, soaked in the boos, reveling in the chaos he had created. Kanyon, disappointment etched on his face, restrained Shannon Moore, Punk's ally, who'd attempted to interfere during the final moments. As officials tended to DDP, the announcers wrestled with the implications of the draw. We now know that next Sunday it will be Sting vs Booker T for the first Bound for Glory series trophy and a World Championship opportunity at Starrcade. ------------------- (The camera cuts to the backstage area. The post-match energy still crackles in the air. Mean Gene Okerlund stands with a microphone, waiting for his guest.) Mean Gene: Folks, the echoes of that controversial draw in the main event are still ringing in our ears, but the Bound for Glory Series rolls on! Joining me right now is the victor of Block B, the man who walked a mile and kicked butt all the way, Booker T! (Booker T strides into view, a determined glint in his eye. The crowd responds with a mix of cheers and respectful claps. He adjusts his microphone.) Booker T: (A signature grin on his face) Can you dig that, sucka! Booker T is headed to the Bound for Glory Series Finals, baby! This ain't no fluke, folks. I gave it my all out there tonight, and everyone deserves a second chance to prove themselves! Come Starrcade, the WCW World Heavyweight Championship is coming back to Harlem! Mean Gene: (Nods) Strong words, Booker T! But the road to championship glory doesn't get any easier from here. You are facing Sting in the finals. How are you feeling about your chances? (Before Booker T can answer, Sting walks up beside him, his face etched with determination. The crowd erupts in a thunderous ovation.) Sting: (Raises a hand in acknowledgment) Tonight was… very peculiar, to say the least. But the one thing that has become clear is this: We are both headed to the Bound for Glory Series Finals. Mean Gene: (Smiling) Well, that makes for one heck of a finals match, wouldn't you say? Sting, the six time WCW Champion, versus Booker T, the four time WCW Champion! (Sting and Booker T lock eyes, a silent challenge passing between them.) Booker T: (Respect in his voice) Respect, Sting. You earned your spot in the finals tonight. But make no mistake, this ain't a charity case. I fought hard for that Block B win, and come Starrcade, the WCW World Heavyweight Championship is coming back to Harlem! (Sting nods, his voice firm but respectful.) Sting: Booker, you've proven yourself a force to be reckoned with. But at Bound for Glory, it won't be about what we did in each of our blocks. It'll be about one thing: who goes on to fight for the WCW Championship at Starrcade. And let me tell you, I'm coming for that title. (Booker T and Sting share a look of mutual respect. The tension in the air is palpable, not of animosity, but of anticipation for the epic clash that awaits them.) Mean Gene: (Smiling) Now that's a match I wouldn't want to miss! Sting versus Booker T at Bound for Glory to determine the first winner of the Bound for Glory cup! (Mean Gene looks into the camera.) Mean Gene: Stay tuned for Bound for Glory, this Sunday, only on pay per view! (Mean Gene signs off. Sting and Booker T, the tension slightly eased, reach out and shake hands. A spark of respect glints in their eyes, a silent promise that their upcoming match will be one for the history books. The camera zooms in on their handshake as the WCW Thunder logo fades into view, leaving the audience eager for the ultimate showdown at Starrcade.) Final standings of the Bound for Glory series :

Não sei se tens visto os prints que eu meto no final de cada show do próprio TEW, mas resumidamente comecei com um prompt do estilo: " The year is 2001. World Championship Wrestling was bought by Fusient Media in March 2001. We are now in X. My role is that of head of creative. You are a member of the writing team, meaning that your role is that of writing the detailed scripts for the shows, in accordance with my creative directions. I will provide you with directions, show by show, segment by segment. I will try to provide you context as we go, but let me know at any point if you need more information for you to do a better job. " Daqui fui dizendo "estamos no show tal, o primeiro segmento é este", e vou dando instruções segmento a segmento. No início fui precisando de dar mais contexto sobre as personagens, às vezes preciso de pedir para refinar alguma coisa quando não me soa bem, mas se mantiveres tudo na mesma conversa ele vai ganhando perceção das histórias e das personagens. Havia uma altura em que tinha dois tipos de instruções standard (que agora já não uso porque noto que a AI já não precisa e sabe o que fazer): " Write the full script. I'm just providing broad guidelines for the segments, but I expect you to fill up the blanks and provide a richer picture/script for this show: " " Write a 150 word max match report (name the wrestling moves in accordance with the wrestlers' styles and signature moves but protect their finishers): " Tbh, quase sempre faço alguns ajustes manuais no produto final que vou postando aqui, mas com cada nova versão do chatGPT vai sendo menos preciso.

Quase faz pensar num brand split... espera Brand Split? Uhm...😁

WCW Monday Nitro (Monday, Wk3 November 2001) Announcers Tony Schiavone | Scott Hudson | Bobby "The Brain" Heenan ]The scene opens on a packed arena at The Pavillion At ARC. The iconic Nitro theme explodes, electrifying the crowd. Tony Schiavone, Scott Hudson, and Bobby Heenan stand at the announce booth, the energy palpable.] Schiavone: Welcome to Monday Nitro, live from Sacramento, California! The air is electric, the fans are rabid, and tonight, the Bound for Glory series heats up with a red-hot agenda! Hudson: That's right, Tony! And things are definitely on fire after what transpired at Thunder. With Dustin Rhodes and Jeff Jarrett questioning Flair's leadership, the Horsemen seem like a house of cards waiting to tumble. Heenan: [Chuckles] House of cards? More like a circus act, WOO! Flair's lost control of his lions, and they're starting to roar! But let's not dwell on backstage drama, folks! Tonight, we have pure, unadulterated Nitro action! Schiavone: [Ignoring Heenan's jab] Absolutely! In Bound for Glory series action, Mr. Monday Night, RVD, takes flight against the unorthodox Sean O'Haire! Sparks will fly, folks, guaranteed! Hudson: And in another Block A match, "Double J" Jeff Jarrett tangles with the unpredictable Bryan Clark! Schiavone: But Block B isn't out of the spotlight! Chuck Palumbo, takes on the always-impressive Mike Awesome! This one is a clash of styles, and the outcome is anyone's guess! Schiavone: And speaking of styles clashing, "The Nature Boy" Ric Flair himself steps into the ring against Brian Adams! Will Flair be focused after the events of Thunder, or will the cracks in the Horsemen facade widen? Hudson: And we can't forget about the man with the spear! Goldberg joins us later tonight to address his upcoming Caged Heat match against Scott Steiner for the World Heavyweight Championship, with Ken Shamrock as the special enforcer! The tension is thicker than a Goldberg entrance, folks! Heenan: [Sarcastically] Oh, the thrills! The chills! Goldberg grunting his way through another match? Sounds like a lullaby! But hey, at least we might see Shamrock put some manners on that overgrown gorilla! Schiavone: [Smiling] Heenan, you may not like him, but the fans do! And tonight, they're going to get their money's worth! So don't go anywhere, Nitro is just getting started! (Camera pans over the excited crowd, zooming in on the crowd. Anticipation builds as the first match is announced.) ------------------- Rob Van Dam vs. Sean O'Haire RVD, a blur of green, unleashed his aerial arsenal – a springboard moonsault met O'Haire's standing dropkick in mid-air, a gasp rippling through the crowd. But O'Haire wasn't just eye candy. A devastating Vader Bomb flattened RVD, followed by a moonsault attempt of his own. Yet, the Whole F'n Show kicked out, rallying with Rolling Thunder and a leg lariat sending O'Haire crashing. The final act saw RVD ascend the top turnbuckle, wings of defiance spread. A picture-perfect Five Star Frog Splash sealed the deal, leaving O'Haire sprawled and RVD celebrating, momentum firmly in his grasp as he marches towards Bound for Glory. ------------------- [The camera pans backstage to find Mean Gene Okerlund standing with Samoa Joe, the new United States Champion, who stands tall with the title over his shoulder.] Mean Gene: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the new United States Champion, Samoa Joe! [The crowd cheers as Joe nods in acknowledgment.] Joe: (Voice a rumbling undercurrent) This victory, Gene, ranks amongst the most significant in my journey. But triumphs, like fleeting shadows, vanish if not pursued. I don't rest on laurels, I build legacies. Mean Gene: You speak of the championship's storied past. How do you plan to add your own chapter? Joe: (Eyes glinting with ambition) The U.S. title deserves a champion who lives and breathes its fighting spirit. A champion who welcomes worthy challengers. Hence, at Bound for Glory... (His voice booms) I issue an open challenge! Any man, any style, step into the ring. Prove your mettle, and earn the right to challenge for this championship! (Before Joe can elaborate, a figure materializes from the shadows. It's Shane Douglas, sporting a cocky grin and his signature leather jacket.) Douglas: Hold on, champ. Seems you were looking for a challenger, and you just happened to walk past one. Joe: (Eyebrow raised) Shane Douglas? Douglas: (Smirking) The one and only. Seems everyone forgets history these days. But memories? Those have teeth, Joe. And mine remind me I held this very title twice. The Franchise deserves another shot. Joe: (Intrigued) Are you sure you want to face me? Do you still possess the hunger to even be competitive against someone like me? Douglas: (Eyes narrowing) Don't underestimate me, Joe. Bound for Glory? Consider it a reminder of who the Franchise truly is. Mean Gene: (Eyes sparkling) Hold on folks, this just got interesting! Samoa Joe, are you accepting Shane Douglas's challenge? Joe: (A slow smile spreads across his face) The open challenge stands, Douglas. But remember, at Bound for Glory, I don't entertain nostalgia. I conquer challengers. Prove you still belong in the game, Franchise. Let the fight begin. Mean Gene: And there you have it! Samoa Joe versus Shane Douglas for the United States Championship at Bound for Glory! Mark your calendars, folks! (As the announcers erupt in anticipation, Joe and Douglas lock eyes, a silent agreement forged in the shared language of competition. The camera pans out, leaving their silhouettes etched against the backstage darkness, a promise of violence and glory hanging heavy in the air.) ------------------- Mike Awesome vs. Chuck Palumbo Awesome, known for his surprising agility for his size, showcased his technical prowess. He countered Palumbo's power with a dropkick to the knee, followed by a slingshot suplex that sent the bigger man crashing to the mat. He then transitioned into a surfboard submission, squeezing the air out of Palumbo's lungs. Palumbo, fueled by desperation, powered out of the submission and connected with a devastating lariat. Both men were down, gasping for air. Sensing victory, Awesome rose first and nailed Palumbo with his signature Awesome Bomb. Palumbo lay still, and the referee counted to three. Mike Awesome stood tall, finally winning a match in the Bound for Glory series. ------------------- [The roar of the crowd still echoes in the air as Mike Awesome stumbles through the locker room door, sweat dripping down his face. He throws himself onto a bench, his chest heaving with exertion. Relief washes over him as he catches his breath, the taste of victory still sweet on his tongue.] Teddy Hart (jumping up, clapping excitedly): There you go, Awesome! Knew you could pull it off! [Teddy's eyes sparkle with genuine enthusiasm. Robert Roode approaches, a rare smile playing on his lips, and offers Awesome a water bottle.] Robert Roode: Good work out there, Awesome. Now, that's the Awesome we know and love. Mike Awesome (nods, a weary smile forming): Thanks, guys. It wasn't easy. Every match in this series is a battle. Teddy: Exactly! But you're a fighter, Awesome. You never give up. This win proves it. Roode: Now, let's not get complacent. One match left, one more victory. You gotta keep the momentum going. Awesome (takes a swig of water, determination in his eyes): I know. No pressure, right? [Suddenly, the locker room door swings open. Lance Storm enters, his expression stoic. The celebratory atmosphere cools instantly.] Lance Storm: Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up to the party. Awesome (standing up, tension rising): Storm. You got something to say? Storm (folds his arms): Just reminding you, Michael. One match left. Tick-tock. [Teddy and Roode exchange uneasy glances. The air crackles with unspoken tension. Awesome holds Storm's gaze, a mixture of defiance and uncertainty in his eyes.] Awesome: I heard you loud and clear, Lance. No need for the reminders. Storm (a slight smirk playing on his lips): See that you do. Because the clock is ticking, and Team Canada doesn't have time for passengers. [Without another word, Storm turns and walks away, leaving the locker room filled with a heavy silence. Teddy and Roode offer hesitant smiles to Awesome, but their encouragement rings hollow in the wake of Storm's cold words.] Awesome (eyes narrowed): One more match. [He repeats the words under his breath, before it fades for a commercial break.] ------------------- [The roar of the crowd still echoes faintly through the backstage corridors. In a dimly lit corner, Sting sits alone, his face creased with concentration. The Bound for Glory series trophy gleams under the spotlight, casting an almost mocking glow.] Sting (gravelly voice, heavy with experience): Bound for Glory. A trophy forged by the deepest desires and fueled by ambition.Two people stand my way to the finals. Helms is swift and unpredictable. Storm... he is a cunning strategist, calculated and ruthless. They're both tough contenders, but I won't let them deny me my opportunity. [He rises, his frame casting an imposing shadow. His eyes, filled with quiet intensity, scan the room before settling on the trophy.] Sting: But the true battle lies beyond the tournament. Scott Steiner! You and your group of minions need to be taken down a notch. You may be the champion right now, but it is all a sham. [A flicker of anger crosses his face, quickly replaced by grim determination.] Sting: This Sunday, inside Caged Heat, Goldberg gets his chance. And I damn sure hope he wins. I respect him, and if I am to face him, I'm sure Starrcade will be a night to remember. [He pauses, his gaze hardening.] Sting: But regardless of the outcome, my path remains unchanged. Whether Steiner or Goldberg stands tall, I will face them at Starrcade and I will rise from the shadows as the WCW World Heavyweight champion. [With that, Sting disappears into the shadows, leaving behind the echoes of his words and the promise of a coming storm.] ------------------- Ric Flair vs. Brian Adams Ric Flair, channeling the spirit of the fans, battled against Brian Adams in a grueling Bound for Glory series encounter. Adams dominated the early goings, targeting Flair's back with repeated thrust kicks and backbreakers. "The Nature Boy" weathered the storm, absorbing the punishment with grit and trademark dramatics. But Flair wouldn't be kept down. He countered a powerbomb attempt with a signature inverted atomic drop, sending Adams reeling. Flair, fueled by the roar of the crowd, rallied with chops, chops, and more chops, culminating in a thunderous clothesline. The match reached its climax with Adams locked in a Figure Four Leglock, desperation etched on his face. Flair, fueled by years of experience and the will of the people, dug deep, twisting the hold tighter. The crowd erupted as Adams finally tapped out, securing a hard-fought victory for Flair. Despite starting slow, Flair's resilience and timely offense saw him back in a respectable position in the Bound for Glory Series, sitting comfortably in the middle of Block B with 7 points. ------------------- Backstage, AJ Styles strides with focus. Suddenly, Chavo ambushes him with a vicious right hook, sending Styles reeling. A chaotic brawl erupts, fists flying in the confined space. Chavo gains the upper hand, cornering Styles. Just as Chavo prepares for a finishing blow, Sting and Samoa Joe enter, their presence silencing the fight. Chavo, caught mid-swing, hesitates, fear replacing rage. He slinks away, defeated. Sting checks on Styles, offering support. The camera lingers on the three figures, a silent reminder of the simmering tension between the WCW Cruiserweight Champion and his number one contender. ----------------- [The electrifying energy of a packed Nitro arena pulsates as Billy Kidman and Rey Mysterio Jr. step onto the stage. The crowd erupts in cheers, recognizing the two high-flyers.] Tony Schiavone: It seems like Rey Mysterio Jr. and Billy Kidman have a few words for their Bound for Glory opponents! Scott Hudson: They're out for justice, Tony! The Four Horsemen have ganged up on Rey, injured him, and cost both men the United States Championship! [Kidman snatches the microphone, his eyes blazing.] Kidman: Bound for Glory ain't just about trophies and titles, it's about righting wrongs! You think you can take out Rey, handicap me, and walk away as champs? Think again, Flair! You and that musclehead Buff are going down! [Mysterio, fire in his voice, grabs the mic.] Mysterio: Lucha libre teaches us to strike back when pushed! Bagwell, you think you're something special, vato? At Bound for Glory, we prove how wrong you are! Bobby Heenan: (Snorts) Two little fleas barking at a lion! Flair and Buff will roll over these runts, guaranteed! [Kidman snatches the mic back, a grin flashing under his mask.] Kidman: Words are nice, Horsemen, but at Bound for Glory, you'll see what real fighting spirit looks like, and it won't be pretty for you! Mysterio: Six days, Flair! Six days, Bagwell! Solo seis dias más... But tonight you still have to face me, Bagwell. Es tiempo de venganza. [Mysterio and Kidman strike their signature poses, holding their fingers up high. The crowd roars, echoing their determination.] Schiavone: Well, talk about building hype, folks! That right there was raw emotion! Hudson: I wouldn't want to be in Flair and Bagwell's shoes right now, Tony. These guys are out for blood! [Suddenly, the arena plunges into semi-darkness. A familiar guitar riff cuts through the air, and the crowd explodes in jeers as the theme song of "Double J" Jeff Jarrett electrifies the arena] Tony Schiavone: Well, it looks like the action keeps on rolling as "The Chosen One" Jeff Jarrett is in the building! Next up, a Bound for Glory series match as he faces the Bryan Clark! [The camera follows the spotlight panning towards the entrance ramp as Jarrett emerges, swaggering with characteristic arrogance. He and Rey and Kidman cross paths, but nothing happens other than some mean looks from both sides.] ------------------- Jeff Jarrett vs. Bryan Clark Clark fought valiantly, connecting with a series of dropkicks to rock Jarrett. However, "Double J" weathered the storm, catching Clark off guard with a brutal clothesline. Seizing the opportunity, Jarrett executed his signature Stroke sending Clark crashing to the mat with a sickening thud. The referee slammed his fist down for the three-count, and Jarrett smirked, securing a dominant victory in the Bound for Glory series match. ----------------- [The spotlight bathes the ring in a warm glow as the legendary Dusty Rhodes enters. The crowd erupts in cheers, their affection for the "American Dream" palpable.] Dusty: (Microphone in hand, voice booming) Well, the good folks out there, they know Dusty Rhodes ain't one to shy away from speakin' his mind. Now, let me tell you somethin', folks, seeing my own flesh and blood, Dustin, lose that United States Championship last week... that sure put a lump in my throat. It hurt, folks, it really did.. Dusty: But sometimes, folks, the hardest lessons are learned the hard way. You see, Dustin, he got a little too big for his britches, if ya wheeeel. He forgot about the values that this ol' timer here instilled in him: humility, loyalty, respect. He forgot who his family is. [Dusty's voice softens, a tinge of sadness creeping in.] Dusty: And then I look at a man like Samoa Joe, a true champion, a man who walks the straight and narrow. He reminds me a lot of myself, back in my younger days. He may have a little belly, but he has a lot of guts. But even a good man can make mistakes, folks. Just like Dustin did when he turned his back on his own father and joined up with that sorry bunch, the Four Horsemen! [The crowd boos erupt, echoing Dusty's disapproval.] Dusty: (Shaking his head) I thought I raised better than that, folks. But maybe, just maybe, there's still a chance to set things right. [Suddenly, a voice cuts through the air, filled with venom.] Dustin: (From off-screen) You ain't got a chance in hell, old man! [Dustin strides onto the stage, his eyes blazing with defiance.] Dustin: You talk about mistakes? The biggest mistake you ever made was bringing me into this world! You ain't my father, and I ain't your son! [A gasp ripples through the audience. Dusty's face contorts with a mixture of hurt and anger.] Dusty: (Voice strained) Now listen here, boy... Dustin: (Interrupting, voice laced with a dangerous edge) Don't you call me "boy"! I challenge you, Dusty Rhodes, to a Texas Bull Rope match at Bound for Glory! Let's settle this once and for all! I will whip some sense into you old man. [The crowd buzzes with anticipation, the atmosphere thick with tension.] Dusty: (Eyes narrowed) You want a fight, son? You got it! Maybe a good ol' Texas-style spanking is just what you need to learn some respect! Bound for Glory, it is! [Dusty and Dustin lock eyes, a primal challenge sparking between them. The camera zooms in on their faces, capturing the raw emotions of a father and son at war. The image fades to black, leaving the audience to grapple with the shocking twist in the Rhodes family saga.] ------------------- Rey Misterio Jr. vs. Buff Bagwell Bagwell dominated early, manhandling Rey with power moves like a sidewalk slam and a clothesline. Rey, ever the underdog, countered with his trademark agility, dodging a flying shoulder block and connecting with a springboard dropkick. He followed with a flurry of high-octane offense, culminating in a hurricanrana that sent Bagwell sprawling. Sensing victory, Rey scaled the turnbuckles, but Bagwell recovered and shoved him towards the ropes. In a flash, as Bagwell setup the Blockbuster, Rey was able to sidestep the maneuver, which gave Rey enough time to grab Bagwell's tights for a surprise roll-up. The referee counted to three, awarding a shocking win to the resilient Rey, who celebrated with Kidman as a frustrated Bagwell argued with the official. Flair, face contorted in anger, stormed out of ringside, foreshadowing a tense encounter at Bound for Glory. ------------------- [After a short break, Nitro explodes with a primal roar as the opening notes of Goldberg's iconic theme hit. The crowd erupts in a frenzy, a sea of electric bodies pulsating with anticipation. Smoke and pyrotechnics engulf the entranceway as Goldberg walks out, his presence electrifying, his face granite beneath the intense spotlights. He enters the ring, a living embodiment of focused power, the deafening roar of the crowd washing over him like a tidal wave.] Tony Schiavone: The WCW juggernaut, the man who decimates opponents with surgical precision, Goldberg is here! Scott Hudson: And folks, he's got one thing on his mind: Bound for Glory! And the WCW World Heavyweight Championship currently clinging to the undeserving grasp of Scott Steiner! (Goldberg grabs the microphone, his voice a powerful growl that reverberates through the arena.) Goldberg: Steiner! You cower behind numbers, behind your brother and your henchemen, too terrified to face me one on one like a man! At Bound for Glory, in the unforgiving Caged Heat steel cage, there'll be nowhere to hide! (The crowd explodes in a thunderous ovation, their cheers echoing through the rafters. Goldberg paces the ring, his piercing gaze scanning the electric audience, his determination palpable.) Goldberg: But there's another presence at Bound for Glory that demands attention. Ken Shamrock, they call you the enforcer. But the only thing to enforce is pure, unadulterated pain for anyone foolish enough to stand in my path! You and I, we don’t really know each other, but ... (Suddenly, Ken Shamrock's theme blares, eliciting some cheers from the crowd. Shamrock enters the ring, his demeanor radiating calm focus, his eyes glinting with steely resolve.) Shamrock: Goldberg, you said you don’t know me, so here I am. What do you want to ask me? Goldberg: The truth is I don’t know who I’m dealing with. I don’t know what’s Your deal. What’s in it for you Shamrock? Shamrock: Well, I don’t know if you saw this, but I just signed a contract with WCW. And when you get to a new place, a new job, and your boss asks you to do something, you tend to do it. Goldberg: So what if Bischoff asks you to screw me out of the title? What if Steiner offers you extra money to do just that? Shamrock: You clearly don’t get it, Bill. Can I call you Bill? [Goldberg nods.] Ok, Bill. Let me say this to you, loud and clear. That… is… not… how I roll. Money is far from being what I value the most. I value the purity of this sport, and I value respect. That is why the role of enforcer fits me. I want that match to respect the rules and I will stop any shenanigans either side tries to pull. But you see, respect isn't something you demand, Bill, it's something you earn. And frankly, I don't have much to offer right now. Not to Steiner, who manipulates the rules , and not to you, who charges at anyone you see with reckless abandon. (Goldberg stands face-to-face with Shamrock, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. A silent battle of wills unfolds, their gazes locked in an intense duel.) Goldberg: Respect? Inside that cage, there's only one thing that matters – victory! And I'll claim it, even if it means going through you next! (Their eyes remain locked, the unspoken message hanging heavy in the air. The tension is shattered by the sudden eruption of the crowd as Scott Steiner and Rick Steiner, along with their cronies Kronik, storm the ring, armed with weapons.) (Chaos erupts. The Steiners and Kronik charge at Goldberg, but Shamrock steps forward, launching Scott Steiner with a powerful belly-to-belly suplex, sending the champion crashing to the mat with a sickening thud. Fuelled by a surge of primal rage, Goldberg unleashes his signature spear on both members of Kronik, their bodies crumpling like rag dolls under the impact.) (Rick Steiner, his bravado replaced with sheer terror, scrambles out of the ring, disappearing into the throng of stunned spectators. Goldberg stands tall in the center of the ring, chest heaving, his eyes burning with an inferno of fury. Shamrock watches from the corner, clearly angered but with a flicker of grudging respect replacing his initial skepticism.) (The camera zooms in on Goldberg's face, then pans to Shamrock. The two lock eyes once again, the message now clear – an uneasy alliance forged in the crucible of chaos. As Nitro fades to black, the question of their fragile partnership remains unanswered, leaving the audience buzzing with anticipation for the explosive showdown at Bound for Glory.) Status of the Bound for Glory series after tonight:

Ambos usamos o chatgpt para escrever os shows (para ser sincero eu mudo sempre algumas coisinhas mas a base vem de lá). O @Almeno tem tido isso parado, mas creio que ainda tinha ideias de continuar. 😄

Tenho um par de tópicos para ti... 😁 Falando mais a sério, considerando a evolução que o chatgpt teve desde que comecei o meu booking até agora, recomendo vivamente (p.ex. já tive wrestlers para os quais não tinha planos mas que dei push porque percebi que a AI escrevia a personagem de forma interessante.

WCW Thunder (Thursday, Wk2 November 2001) Announcers Mike Tenay | Bobby "The Brain" Heenan [The camera pans across the excited crowd as WCW Thunder kicks off from The Pavilion in Sacramento, California. Mike Tenay and Bobby Heenan sit ringside, ready to provide commentary for the action.] Mike Tenay: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a very special edition of WCW Thunder, this is WCW Thunder: Storm’s End! I'm Mike Tenay, alongside the one and only Bobby "The Brain" Heenan, and we will be here for the next two hours as the Bound for Glory series approaches its decisive matches for both Blocks! Bobby Heenan: That's right, Tenay! And tonight, we've got an electrifying lineup, including some high-stakes matches in the Bound for Glory series! [The camera cuts to Tenay and Heenan at the commentary table.] Mike Tenay: Absolutely, Bobby! Last week saw some major developments in the tournament standings, and tonight's matchups could shake things up even more! Bobby Heenan: You got that right, Tenay! The competition is heating up, just like the California sun! Mike Tenay: Speaking of heat, let's take a look at tonight's card. In Block B action, Booker T takes on Mike Awesome, while CM Punk goes head-to-head with the Nature Boy himself, Ric Flair! Bobby Heenan: Oh, Punk better watch out for Flair's tricks. The Nature Boy may be older, but he's still got a few surprises up his sleeve! Mike Tenay: And in Block A, Bryan Clark clashes with Jeff Jarrett, while our main event features the Icon, Sting, facing off against Rob Van Dam! [The camera focuses on Tenay and Heenan as they continue their commentary.] Bobby Heenan: You know something, Tenay? Sting needs to be careful with RVD’s special move? Mike Tenay: The Five Star Frog Splash? Bobby Heenan: No… The roll-up. I’ve heard many people backstage say RVD is really good about rolling up things! [The crowd reacts to Heenan's comment with a mix of laughter and boos.] Mike Tenay: Well, I’m not sure that’s what they mean Bobby. Well we have an action-packed show here on WCW Thunder, and we are about to have our first match! [The camera fades as the opening segment comes to a close, setting the stage for an exciting night of wrestling action.] ------------------- Booker T vs. Mike Awesome Booker T counters Awesome's power with swift strikes and kicks, gaining an early advantage. Awesome turns the tide with a devastating spinebuster, followed by a barrage of power moves. Booker fights back with a series of chops and a spine-tingling axe kick. Awesome retaliates with a brutal powerbomb, but Booker kicks out. The match intensifies with near falls on both sides. In the climax, Booker hits the Book End, but Awesome kicks out. Undeterred, Booker finishes with a thunderous Harlem Side Kick, securing the victory and vital points in the Bound for Glory series. ------------------- [The camera fades in to reveal Sting, Samoa Joe, and AJ Styles standing backstage. Sting is holding a microphone, his expression serious but determined. Joe and Styles stand beside him, silent but supportive.] Sting: "Tonight, I step into the ring with one of the most exciting talents in WCW today. Rob Van Dam. He's proven himself time and time again, with a unique style and a charisma that's captured everyone’s attention." [Sting pauses, his eyes focused as he reflects on the challenge ahead.] Sting: "But I'm still undefeated in the Bound for Glory series, and I'm not planning on changing that. I'm here to win." [Before Sting can continue, the sound of footsteps interrupts him. RVD appears, his demeanor relaxed yet confident. Sting's expression tightens, but RVD approaches with a smile, extending his hand in a gesture of respect.] RVD: "Hey, Stinger. I just wanted to say, I got a lot of respect for what you've done in this business. Tonight's gonna be a hell of a match, and win or lose, I know it's gonna be a fun one. So how about it, Sting? Shake on it?" [Sting eyes RVD warily for a moment before nodding, a hint of a smile crossing his face. He accepts RVD's handshake, acknowledging the mutual respect between them.] Sting: "You got it. May the best man win." [With that, RVD and Sting exchange a firm handshake as Joe and Styles look on, a sense of camaraderie in the air. The tension between them dissipates, replaced by a shared understanding of the challenge ahead.] ------------------- [The camera cuts to the locker room, where Mike Awesome sits, still in his wrestling gear, visibly dejected after his earlier loss. His head hangs low as he reflects on the match.] [Suddenly, the door swings open, and Lance Storm strides in, flanked by Teddy Hart and Bobby Roode. Storm's expression is stern, his demeanor authoritative as he approaches Awesome.] Storm: "Michael, we need to talk." [Awesome looks up, surprised by Storm's abrupt entrance. He braces himself, knowing Storm's reputation for discipline within Team Canada.] Storm: "I watched your match out there, Michael. And I'm disappointed. Your string of losses isn't just bad for you – it reflects poorly on me, on Robert, on Theodore, and on the Grand Dominion of Canada." [Storm's tone is firm yet not unfeeling, his words carrying the weight of expectation and disappointment.] Storm: "You possess two remaining matches in the Bound for Glory series, Michael. Two opportunities to validate yourself, to demonstrate that you merit inclusion here. But let me elucidate – if you do not elevate your performance and secure victories in those contests, you are out of Team Canada. There exists no tolerance for inadequacy within our ranks." [With that, Storm, Roode, and Hart turn to leave, their presence leaving an impression. Awesome is left alone, the weight of Storm's ultimatum sinking in as he contemplates his next move.] ------------------- CM Punk vs. Ric Flair In a dynamic encounter, CM Punk clashed with the wily Ric Flair. Punk asserted early dominance with his sharp strikes and technical acumen, nearly securing victory with his signature Go To Sleep (GTS) maneuver. Flair retaliated with his patented chops and crafty submissions, exploiting Punk's limbs. As the match intensified, Jeff Jarrett and Buff Bagwell stormed the ring, disrupting the action. Flair used the distraction to try and get an advange with a low blow. This backfired as the referee turned his back to the action at that exact moment, prompting the disqualification and handing Punk a decisive victory. Despite the chaos, Punk's resilience and Flair's cunning left the audience captivated, setting the stage for further confrontations. ------------------- [The arena buzzes as at the same time as Flair, Bagwell and Jarrett argue with the referee and with each other, CM Punk stands victorious in the ring, his theme music pulsating through the speakers. Punk, with a smug grin, seizes the moment to take a mic.] CM Punk: "Well, well, well... Look who's standing tall in the ring once again. I know you don’t understand. “How can that skinny guy beat all of these big buys?”. Well, unlike the rest of you, I don't rely on vices to “succeed”. And speaking of success, next week, I face Diamond Dallas Page. Now, DDP might be at the top of Block B in this Bound for Glory series, but mark my words, he's no match for me. I’m taking that spot in the finals. I’m winning the finals. And I’m winning the World Heavyweight Championship at Starrcade" [The crowd jeers as Punk continues, his tone dripping with arrogance.] CM Punk: "And as for you, Booker T... You may think you're a contender, but let's face it, you always choke when it matters most. So, while you're busy floundering, I'll be climbing to the top, one victory at a time. Straight edge means I'm better than you, Booker, and there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it." [Punk drops the mic, soaking in the boos from the audience as he exits the ring, leaving a trail of disdain in his wake.] ------------------- [The camera captures the backstage chaos as the Horsemen engage in a heated argument. Ric Flair, still seething from his loss, finds himself in the crosshairs as Jeff Jarrett confronts him, his frustration palpable.] Jeff Jarrett: "Ric, what in the hell happened out there? You were supposed to take care of business against that punk, CM Punk! Instead, you're out there losing your cool and getting DQ’ed!" [Ric Flair, his temper flaring, retorts sharply, his voice dripping with intensity.] Ric Flair: "Don't you dare question me, Jarrett! I had everything perfectly under control until you two decided to stick your noses where they don't belong." [Jarrett, unfazed by Flair's outburst, responds with a mix of frustration and disappointment.] Jeff Jarrett: "Control? Ric, face it, you haven't had control of anything lately! The Horsemen are falling apart! Where have you been Ric? No, that’s not it. Where is the Nature Boy? Where was the Nature Boy you when I lost World Heavyweight Championship? Where was all that control on Monday when Dustin lost the US title? We rebuilt the Horsemen brand, but The Man has not showed up for work." [Flair, determined to assert his authority, looks to his loyal ally, Buff Bagwell, for support.] Ric Flair: "DON’T… You dare! Bagwell, you've got my back, right?" [Bagwell hesitates for a moment before nodding, though his expression reveals uncertainty.] Buff Bagwell: "Of course, Naitch. We're a team, through thick and thin." [Without a word, Dustin Rhodes, his face a mask of silent discontent, turns and exits the scene, leaving the Horsemen in a state of disarray.] Jeff Jarrett: "Well, Ric, I’ don’t have time for this. I have a match next, that I intend to win, even if I’m out of contention. Because that is what the Horsemen do. In the meantime, get your head in the game and try to salvage what's left of your legacy. We don’t need this shell of a man. We need the Nature Boy… the dirtiest player in the game… you better find that 'mojo' of yours. And you better do it fast." [With a final, pointed glance, Jarrett strides away, leaving Flair to stew in his own turmoil.] ------------------- Jeff Jarrett vs. Bryan Clark Double J strutted to the ring, but the usual arrogance was tinged with desperation. The opening act was a symphony of pain: Clark wrenching the limb with dragon screws, Jarret firing back with frustrated lariats that only amplified the agony. Jarrett, fueled by defiance, fight from underneath. He tried to lock in a Figure Four Leglock but was nearly victim of a sunset flip into a near-fall. But Clark, ever the pragmatist, capitalized on a stumble, slamming Jarrett's arm into the ring post. Jarrett, his face etched with agony, dug deep. He countered a diving elbow with a desperate clothesline, staggering Clark. Jarrett than hit The Stroke. One, two, three! The bell rang, Double J held his arm aloft, a bittersweet victor in a war of attrition. The win was his, but the damage, inflicted and endured, lingered, a chilling reminder of Clark's calculated brutality. ------------------- (Scene opens after a commercial break. A familiar riff explodes, electrifying the arena. John Cena emerges, chain glinting, bandana a beacon in the smoke. The crowd buzzes with anticipation, some cheering, others booing.) Cena: Yo! Cena is here, but somethin' ain't right! Bound for Glory series? They left me out of sight! Sting, Storm, Van Dam, Jarrett, Booker T, the whole crew, But the real main event? They forgot who to pursue! Me! John Cena! The heart, the soul, the fire brand. But politics prevail, these suits don't understand. (Crowd starts to react, with more people booing Cena.) Cena: They say experience reigns, legends deserve their shot. But experience fades, legends get forgot. It's a new era, a revolution in the ring. And the future's name? John Cena, that's what I bring! (Suddenly, the music cuts. The crowd starts a hesitant "BG! BG!" chant. Lights flash, and BG James appears on the stage, microphone in hand, a mischievous grin on his face.) BG James: Whoa, hold on there, Champ! Still bitter about that pumpkin surprise? Remember, Halloween ain't the only night where luck flies. Bound for Glory? Don't get ahead of yourself, son. Experience counts, and trust me, you ain't got none. (The crowd cheers for BG, their energy shifting.) BG James: You talk a big game, destiny you claim. But haven't you forgotten what this business is all about, man? It's not just mic skills, it's grit, it's sweat, it's fight. And you, Cena, haven't convinced me you deserve the spotlight. (James lowers his voice, a playful challenge simmering in his eyes.) BG James: Forget Bound for Glory, champ. Focus on the here and now. Put down the mic, step in the ring, let's see what you got somehow. Prove your words ain't just smoke, show us the fire behind. 'Cause talk is cheap, Cena, and victories are not a state of mind. (Cena's initial swagger fades, replaced by a scowl. He clenches his fists, frustration boiling over.) Cena: Victories, huh? Let's not forget your little Halloween masquerade. Fluke luck, that's all it was, a trick that quickly frayed. Bound for Glory awaits, the future I hold tight. You, James, are just a sideshow, a distraction in the night. (Cena storms towards the stage, but James doesn't budge. He raises his microphone, his voice steady.) BG James: Halloween shadows long gone, champ. Now face the reality. Bound for Glory's a ladder, and you ain't even reached the first degree. So talk less, fight more, that's the message I impart. Come at me, bro, and see things fall apart. (The crowd roars as Cena reaches the stage, their anticipation electric. He stands face-to-face with BG, their gazes locked. Cena opens his mouth to retort, but James cuts him off with a wink.) BG James: Remember, champ, talk's cheap, but victories? Those echo long and true. (James drops the mic and disappears backstage. Cena hesitates, the fire in his eyes replaced by a flicker of doubt. The scene fades to black, leaving the question hanging: will Cena prove his worth in the ring, or will his bravado falter against the man who already silenced him at Halloween Havoc?) ------------------- Rob Van Dam vs. Sting Sting, a stoic wall of power, absorbed RVD's frenetic onslaught. A dragon screw sent the Whole F'n Show crashing, but a Scorpion Deathlock countered the Rolling Thunder, a chilling reminder of the Stinger's lethal hold. RVD, the high-flying icon, soared for his signature moonsault, only to be met by a thunderous Deathdrop, the impact resonating through the arena. Time ticked down, each second a knell for RVD's championship dream. A desperate Frog Splash missed its mark, sailing past Sting's outstretched hand as the bell tolled, the finality a gut punch. RVD's face mirrored the shattered fragments of his title shot, while Sting, undefeated, bathed in the roar of the crowd, his boots thudding a solemn victory march down the aisle. Mike Tenay: Sting survives another battle in the Bound for Glory series! Though not a victory, he remains undefeated and atop Block A. Bobby Heenan: (Sarcastically) Oh joy, more Sting! Whoop-dee-doo! (Suddenly, the lights flicker. A menacing figure lunges from the darkness, launching a vicious attack on Sting! It's Dustin Rhodes, eyes blazing with fury! Sting, surprised, stumbles but retaliates, trying to fend off the unexpected assault. The crowd explodes in shock and confusion.) Tenay: What is this?! Dustin Rhodes attacking Sting, right after his hard-fought match? What could possibly be his motive?! Heenan: Ha! Maybe Dustin of seeing the Stinger everywhere, WOO! (The brawl intensifies. Dustin pummels Sting with relentless strikes, leaving the legend reeling. Just as Dustin seems to gain the upper hand, the iconic Horsemen theme song shatters the arena. Ric Flair, strides down the ramp, looking furious.) Flair: Dustin Rhodes! WOO! What the hell do you think you're doing?! Stand down, NOW! (Dustin hesitates, momentarily stunned by Flair's thunderous entrance. Sting uses the opportunity to land a powerful clothesline, sending Dustin staggering.) Flair: This was not part of the plan, WOO! We have bigger fish to fry, bigger goals to achieve. Sting is not our target tonight! Dustin: (Shouting) What are you talking about, Ric... he cost me the United States Championship! He beat us at War Games! He cost us everything! Flair: And revenge won't bring any of it back, WOO! We move forward, as a unit, not with impulsive actions! Now get yourself together! (Dustin, visibly conflicted, lowers his fists. Flair throws him a disapproving glare before focusing his attention on Sting, who stands warily in the ring.) Flair: Sting, let me assure you, this... this was not sanctioned. Consider it a rogue maneuver, nothing more. The Horsemen bear no ill will towards you. Our sights are set elsewhere, WOO! (Before Sting can respond, the Horsemen theme plays again – Buff Bagwell and Jeff Jarrett rush down the ramp, their characteristic arrogance on display.) Bagwell: Flair, enough talk! Time for action! Jarrett: We're not leaving here until things are settled, one way or another! We haven't forgotten WarGames, Ric. And trust us, neither has the entire locker room! (Flair stares them down, his gaze unwavering.) Flair: Your concerns are noted! But tonight is not the night for settling old scores. We have bigger fish to fry. (Suddenly, AJ Styles and Samoa Joe charge into the ring, their eyes locked on the growing tension.) (The scene descends into chaos. Flair and his Horsemen stand on one side of the ring, Sting and his new protectors in the opposite side. The crowd roars, anticipating an all-out brawl as the final moments of WCW Thunder tick away.) Tenay: This is pandemonium! Seven of the biggest stars in WCW, ready to tear each other apart! And with the Bound for Glory series heating up, the tension is at an all-time high! Heenan: (Chuckles) Now this, this is what I call entertainment, WOO! Who will stand tall when the dust settles? Who will emerge as the frontrunrunners in the Bound for Glory race? Tune in next week to find out! (The camera pans across the faces of the seven men, each a predator sizing up their prey. As the screen fades to black, the announcers list the remaining contenders in each Block, leaving the viewers with a tantalizing glimpse of the battles to come.) Tenay: In Block A, the race is tight with Lance Storm, Sting, and Shane Helms all in contention. While in block B, we still have DDP, Booker T, or even the unpredictable newcomer, CM Punk, all in contention! Don't miss our special show next week as The Bound for Glory series is getting closer to the finish line! Goodnight everybody! Status of the Bound for Glory series after tonight: https://imgur.com/5VdyZ22

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WCW Monday Nitro (Monday, Wk2 November 2001) Announcers Tony Schiavone | Scott Hudson | Bobby "The Brain" Heenan The Pavillion At ARC is packed to the rafters as the camera pans over the buzzing crowd, anticipation crackling in the air. The familiar trio of announcers—Tony Schiavone, Scott Hudson, and Bobby Heenan—sit ringside, ready to kick off another electrifying edition of Monday Nitro. Tony Schiavone: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Monday Nitro! We are live from The Pavillion in Sacramento, California and we've got an incredible lineup for you tonight, folks! Scott Hudson: Absolutely, Tony! We've got five amazing matches lined up, including a father-son showdown for the WCW United States Heavyweight Championship! Bobby Heenan: I don't know about you two, but I've got my doubts about this one. Dusty Rhodes hasn't been in a singles match in ages. Does he really deserve a shot at the title? Tony Schiavone: Oh, come on, Bobby! The American Dream is a legend in this business. He's earned the right to challenge for the US Title! Bobby Heenan: Some people also call me a legend of this business, Schiavone. Maybe I should replace Goldberg and Bagwell, and take on Scott Steiner myself! Tony Schiavone: Come on! Did you want to be in a match with the World Heavyweight Champion!? Bobby Heenan: No! But the same should be said of Dusty facing Dustin. Scott Hudson: Well, we'll soon find out if Dusty still has what it takes. But let's not forget about the other matches tonight, including the high-flying duo of Kidman and Rey Jr. taking on Team Canada! Bobby Heenan: And don't forget about the Bound for Glory Series matches! Shane Helms and Sean O'Haire are set to square off in what promises to be a thrilling match, while Booker T goes head-to-head with Chuck Palumbo! Tony Schiavone: Plus, let's not overlook our main event! Goldberg and Buff Bagwell battling it out for the number one contender spot for the WCW World Heavyweight Championship! Bobby, are you sure you don’t want to be on this one too? [Heenan mumbles something while the other two share a laugh.] Scott Hudson: It's going to be a night to remember, folks! But for now, let's head to the ring as Dusty Rhodes gets set to take on his own son for the US Title! As Dusty Rhodes' iconic WCW theme music fills the arena, the attention turns to the ring, signaling the beginning of the US Title match. ______________________ [Dusty Rhodes stands in the center of the ring. Opposite him, his son Dustin Rhodes, the current champion, with the WCW United States Heavyweight Championship glinting on his shoulder, looks on with a mix of confusion and anger.] Dusty Rhodes: Hold on just a minute, folks. Before we get this match started, I need to get something off my chest. [The crowd falls silent, hanging on Dusty's every word as he calls for a microphone.] Dusty Rhodes: Now, I gotta be honest with y'all. I ain't got no business being in this ring tonight. I ain't competed in a singles match in ages, and I sure as heck don't deserve a shot at this title. [At the announce table, Bobby Heenan can't resist chiming in, taunting Tony Schiavone with a sly grin.] Bobby Heenan: Hey Tony what did I tell you, huh? Dusty Rhodes: But this ain't about me, folks. No sir. This is about my boy, Dustin. [The crowd murmurs, sensing the tension between father and son.] Dusty Rhodes: Dustin, you've been goin' down a dark path lately. You've been hurtin' folks left and right—Sting, Rey Mysterio Jr.. But nothin' hurts me more than seein' you turn your back on a man who had your back and was nothin’ to you but a friend. With a dramatic pause, Dusty cues the entrance music, and the arena erupts as Samoa Joe's theme hits, and Dave Penzer announces that "The following match is for the WCW United States Heavyweight Championship"! ______________________ WCW United States Heavyweight Championship Samoa Joe vs. Dustin Rhodes In a hard-fought battle, Samoa Joe and Dustin Rhodes clash in the ring, each showcasing their unique styles. Dustin utilizes his technical prowess and experience, attempting to outmaneuver the powerful Joe. However, Joe's strength proved formidable, thwarting Dustin's every move. As Dustin's allies, the Four Horsemen, try to intervene, they're met with resistance from Sting, AJ Styles, and Dusty Rhodes at ringside. In a climactic moment, Joe executes his signature Muscle Buster, pinning Dustin for the victory. The crowd erupts as Joe celebrates with Sting and AJ Styles, while Dusty Rhodes presents him with the US Championship. -------------- Billy Kidman & Rey Mysterios Jr. vs. Team Canada (Robert Roode & Teddy Hart) Kidman and Rey Jr. display their aerial prowess against the technical finesse of Robert Roode and Teddy Hart. Kidman almost hit his trademark shooting star press but Roode was able to avoid it in the last second. Rey Jr.'s lightning-fast speed and agility overwhelm Hart, as he delivers his signature springboard hurricanrana. Despite Roode and Hart's calculated teamwork, Kidman and Rey Jr. maintain control with their quick tags and dynamic double-team maneuvers. The match reaches its climax when Rey Jr. executes a breathtaking Frankensteiner, securing the pinfall victory. The crowd erupts as Kidman and Rey Jr. celebrate their triumph. -------------- [The camera follows Kidman and Rey Jr. as they make their way backstage after their match, still breathing heavily from their hard-fought victory. They stop in front of the camera, facing it directly, eager to deliver their message to Nature's Buff and the world.] Rey Jr.: "¡Oye, escucha! We're tired of being pushed around by the Four Horsemen. We've had enough of their games, sus trampas." Kidman: "That's right, Rey. We've both been screwed out of the United States Championship by them, but it seems like karma got the best of them. It’s funny that we decided to fight tooth and nail to get our shot at those tag team titles, and look? It’s the only championship the Horsemen still hold. Now we really can’t back down now." [Flair and Bagwell listen attentively, their expressions shifting between sorrow and frustration as Kidman and Rey Jr. press their point.] Bagwell: "You think you've got what it takes, little guys? Ha! We've seen bigger threats in our sleep!" [Flair, visibly struggling to contain his emotions, interjects with his trademark bravado.] Flair: "Woo! You two think you can hang with the big boys? That's a laugh! But hey, if you want to dance with the Nature Boy and Buff, consider yourselves invited to the party!" [Rey narrows his eyes, switching effortlessly between English and Spanish as he responds to Bagwell.] Rey Jr.: "¿Crees que nos importa lo que piensas, Ric? We've faced bigger challenges than you and Bagwell before, and we've always come out on top." [As their demeanor changes, Flair and Bagwell erupt into laughter, their earlier facade crumbling away as they mock Kidman and Rey Jr.'s size.] Flair: "You're in way over your heads, boys!" [Amidst their laughter, Flair and Bagwell accept the challenge, leaving Kidman and Rey Jr. to contemplate the daunting task ahead.] ______________________ Shane Helms vs. Sean O'Haire O'Haire's raw power clashed with Helms' agility and resilience. The match sees Helms utilize his high-flying maneuvers, including the Shining Wizard, to keep O'Haire on the defensive. O'Haire retaliates with his devastating kicks and power moves, but it's Helms who secures the victory with a surprise roll-up pin, showcasing his cunning ring awareness. With this crucial win, Helms climbs the ranks of Block A, positioning himself just one point shy from Sting and with the same points as Lance Storm. ______________________ [Backstage, Mean Gene Okerlund stands ready with a mic as Rob Van Dam steps into frame, wearing his iconic laid-back demeanor.] Mean Gene Okerlund: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the one and only Rob Van Dam. RVD, you've got some big challenges ahead of you in the Bound for Glory Series. How are you feeling about your chances? [Rob Van Dam adjusts his sunglasses, a confident smirk playing on his lips.] Rob Van Dam: Hey Gene, you know me, man. I thrive on challenges. Sean O'Haire, Sting... both tough competitors, no doubt. But hey, I'm not one to back down from a fight. [RVD's tone turns more serious as he emphasizes the magnitude of the task ahead.] Rob Van Dam: Winning both matches won't be easy, but hey, I'm up for it. If I can pull it off, I'll be sitting pretty at the top of Block A. And you know what they say, Gene... nobody gets higher than R…V…D. [Suddenly, Mike Awesome appears, interrupting the interview with a grin on his face.] Mike Awesome: Rob… I just wanted to drop by and wish you good luck, man. You know, we've had our differences in the past, but I have always respected... [Before he can finish, the rest of Team Canada storms in, Lance Storm leading the charge. They ambush RVD, catching him off guard. RVD fights back as best he can, but the numbers quickly overwhelm him. Mean Gene looks on in shock as chaos ensues.] Mean Gene Okerlund: It's absolute pandemonium here backstage! Team Canada pouncing on Rob Van Dam out of nowhere! [The camera captures the brawl as RVD struggles against his attackers, the sounds of the scuffle echoing through the backstage area. The segment ends with Team Canada standing tall over a fallen RVD, with Mike Awesome looking on with a blank expression.] ______________________ Booker T vs. Chuck Palumbo Palumbo dominates early with power moves, but Booker's resilience turns the tide. Booker unleashes a flurry of strikes and hits the Book End, but Palumbo kicks out. Palumbo mounts a comeback, but Booker counters with a spinebuster followed by a scissor kick for the win. Booker's resilience earns him a vital victory, tying him with DDP who keeps the first place in Block B of the Bound for Glory series. The crowd erupts as Booker celebrates his hard-earned triumph. ______________________ [The camera fades in to show AJ Styles, Sting, and Samoa Joe walking backstage, their championship belts gleaming under the lights. Suddenly, Chavo Guerrero Jr. storms into the scene, a look of frustration etched on his face.] Chavo: "Hey, Styles! I need to talk to you!" [AJ Styles turns to face Chavo, his expression calm but attentive.] Styles: "What's up, Chavo?" [Chavo steps forward, pointing an accusatory finger at Styles.] Chavo: "You know damn well what's up! At Halloween Havoc, I had you beat fair and square. But because of some technicality, I didn't walk out with that Cruiserweight Championship!" [Sting steps forward, interjecting with a measured tone.] Sting: "Easy there, Chavo. Let's keep it civil." [Samoa Joe remains silent, observing the tense exchange.] Styles: "Look, Chavo, I get it. You're upset, and you have every right to be. But those who sow the wind reap the whirlwind." [Chavo's frustration is palpable as he glares at Styles.] Chavo: "Styles. I want what's rightfully mine – a rematch for that title!" [Styles nods, acknowledging Chavo's demand.] Styles: "Fair enough, Chavo. Nobody is more frustrated about that match’s finish. You want a rematch? You got it. But let's make this interesting. How about we settle this once and for all at Bound for Glory?" [Chavo hesitates for a moment, contemplating Styles' proposal. Styles extends his hand to seal the agreement.] Chavo: "You're on, Styles. [Chavo extends his hand] But mark my words – I'll walk out of Bound for Glory as the new Cruiserweight Champion! [Chavo moves his hand back to his body before shaking the champion’s hand]" [Both men share an electric eye glaze before parting ways. As Chavo storms off, the tension in the air dissipates slightly. Styles turns back to his companions, a sense of resolve evident in his demeanor.] Styles: "Looks like we've got ourselves a match at Bound for Glory." [Sting and Samoa Joe nod in agreement, showing their support for Styles as the camera fades to black, hinting at the impending showdown at Bound for Glory.] ______________________ [The camera pans backstage to find Ric Flair and Buff Bagwell engaged in conversation, their faces reflecting a mix of determination and anticipation.] Flair: "Tonight's the night, Buff. Tonight, you prove to the world why you're the future of WCW." [Bagwell nods, a steely resolve in his eyes.] Bagwell: "You're damn right, Naitch. Tonight, I take down Goldberg and show everyone what I'm made of." [Flair places a reassuring hand on Bagwell's shoulder, a confident smirk playing on his lips.] Flair: "Losing that US Championship earlier? That's just a bump in the road. We've faced tougher challenges before, and we've always come out on top." [Bagwell's expression hardens as he recalls their shared journey.] Bagwell: "You're right, Flair. We've been through it all. But tonight, it's about more than just us. It's about reclaiming he Horsemen’s rightful place at the top of WCW." [Flair nods in agreement, his legendary charisma shining through.] Flair: "That's right, Buff. When the Horsemen ride together, there's nothing we can't accomplish. And tonight, we ride to victory once again." [Bagwell clenches his fists, his determination unwavering.] Bagwell: "The future is now, Flair. And tonight, we show the world that the Four Horsemen are back and better than ever." [As the camera fades to black, the echoes of their confidence linger in the air, setting the stage for an electrifying showdown in tonight's main event.] ______________________ Goldberg vs. Buff Bagwell The match begins with Bagwell taunting Goldberg, showing off his arrogance. Goldberg, unfazed, enters the ring with a determined expression. Both competitors lock up in the center of the ring, each trying to assert dominance. Bagwell resorts to underhanded tactics, targeting Goldberg's knee to gain an advantage. However, Goldberg showcases his resilience, fighting back with powerful strikes and throws. Despite Bagwell's cunning maneuvers, Goldberg maintains control with his sheer strength. As the match intensifies, Ric Flair attempts to interfere, trying to distract Goldberg. The referee catches Flair in the act and promptly ejects him from ringside, much to Bagwell's frustration. With Flair removed from the equation, Goldberg seizes the opportunity to unleash his full potential. With Flair gone, Goldberg gains momentum, unleashing a flurry of devastating moves. Bagwell struggles to keep up, resorting to desperate measures to turn the tide. However, Goldberg remains relentless, countering Bagwell's attacks with precision and power. In the closing moments of the match, Goldberg delivers a thunderous spear, flooring Bagwell. The crowd erupts as Goldberg signals for the end. With a display of unmatched strength, he hoists Bagwell up for his signature jackhammer, driving him into the canvas with authority. The referee counts the pinfall, declaring Goldberg the victor to the roar of the crowd. [The arena is charged with tension as Goldberg stands tall in the ring, his victory over Buff Bagwell still fresh. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifts as the Steiners and Kronik storm the ring, launching a brutal attack on Goldberg.] Tony Schiavone: "Oh my! It's chaos here on Monday Nitro! Goldberg is being ambushed by the Steiners and Kronik!" Bobby Heenan: "Ha! This is what happens when you try to climb to the top of the mountain, Schiavone! Sometimes it will only take you down!" [Goldberg fights back fiercely, unleashing a barrage of strikes and spears against his assailants. The ring becomes a battleground, with bodies crashing to the mat and fists flying in every direction.] Scott Hudson: "Goldberg isn't backing down! He's fighting off all four men!" Bobby Heenan: "Well, that’s life! Nobody said it was fair!" [As the brawl intensifies, security rushes to the ring, attempting to restore order. Officials flood the area, struggling to separate the combatants amidst the chaos.] Bobby Heenan: "Look at this! Security can barely keep control! It's pandemonium!" [Eric Bischoff's theme music blares through the arena, signaling his arrival. With a microphone in hand, Bischoff strides confidently to the ring, ready to address the chaos.] Eric Bischoff: "Hold on, hold on! This is not how we settle things in WCW! You four, back off!" [The assailants reluctantly back away as Bischoff takes center stage, addressing the crowd.] Eric Bischoff: "Now, let me make something perfectly clear. I've had it up to here with the chaos, the interference, the underhanded tactics! This has gone on long enough!" [The crowd murmurs in anticipation, wondering what Bischoff has in store.] Eric Bischoff: "Goldberg, Steiner, you both want to settle this score once and for all, right? Well, at Bound for Glory, we're going to do just that! At Bound for Glory, it's going to be a Caged Heat match!"" [The crowd erupts at the announcement, but Bischoff isn't finished.] Eric Bischoff: "But that's not all. Oh no, we're not stopping there. To ensure there's no funny business, I'm appointing a special enforcer for this match. Someone who knows a thing or two about keeping the peace." [The anticipation in the arena reaches a fever pitch as Bischoff builds up to his next announcement.] Eric Bischoff: "Ladies and gentlemen, the special enforcer for the Caged Heat match at Bound for Glory will be none other than... Ken Shamrock!" [Ken Shamrock’s theme plays as “The World’s Most Dangerous Man” comes out. He shakes Bischoff’s hand. Goldberg and Steiner exchange heated glances, the tension palpable as the show fades to black, setting the stage for an epic showdown at Bound for Glory.] Status of the Bound for Glory series after tonight:

WCW Thunder (Thursday, Wk1 November 2001) Announcers Mike Tenay | Bobby "The Brain" Heenan As WCW Thunder kicks off from the vibrant Maples Pavilion in Stanford, California, commentators Mike Tenay and Bobby Heenan set the stage, highlighting the intense competition of the Bound for Glory series. With Sting and DDP leading their respective blocks, anticipation runs high for tonight's matchups. "Welcome, folks, to another electrifying edition of WCW Thunder! I'm Mike Tenay, alongside the always entertaining Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan," Tenay exclaims. "That's right, Mike! And let me tell ya, this Bound for Glory series is heating up faster than a barbecue in July!" Heenan chimes in with his trademark wit. The duo then dives into the night's card, featuring four explosive bouts all contributing to the Bound for Glory series standings. "We've got CM Punk squaring off against Brian Adams, Chuck Palumbo taking on Brian Adams again... sounds like Adams is a busy man tonight, due to his boss, the WCW World Heavyweight Champion, Scott Steiner, who seems to want both members of Kronik to get rid of any distractions, as soon as possible." Tenay comments. "Maybe Adams will get so worn out, he won't even remember who he's fighting!" Heenan quips, drawing a chuckle from Tenay. "Lance Storm goes toe-to-toe with Bryan Clark, and in our main event of the evening, we've got Kanyon facing off against none other than the Nature Boy himself, Ric Flair!" " Ah, Kanyon, the wild card of WCW! You never know what he's going to do next. Maybe he'll hit Flair with a golf club, or challenge Lance Storm to a dance-off!" Bobby Heenan jests, eliciting laughter from Tenay. With the stage set and anticipation building, WCW Thunder promises an action-packed night of wrestling as competitors vie for supremacy in the Bound for Glory series. ______________________ CM Punk vs. Brian Adams In the opening moments, Punk showcases his agility with quick strikes, keeping Adams on the defensive. Adams retaliates with brute force, overpowering Punk with heavy strikes, focusing on Punk’s head. As the match progresses, Punk gains momentum with a series of quick strikes. Frustrated by Punk's resilience, Adams resorts to underhanded tactics, introducing a steel chair into the ring. The referee intervenes, and takes the chair out of his hands, leaving Adams disoriented for a second, which was enough for Punk to lock in the Anaconda Vise for the win. ______________________ [CM Punk asks for a microphone as he strides confidently in the ring, a smirk playing on his lips as he lifts the mic to address the audience.] CM Punk: "Well, well, well, Stanford! How are we all feeling tonight? Now, I know, I know, some of you might be a little disappointed. Losing to Booker T at Halloween Havoc wasn't exactly how I envisioned my night going. But hey, it happens, right? Even the best of us hit a speed bump every now and then." [He sneers, his gaze piercing as he locks eyes with the camera.] CM Punk: "But you know something? I have a message to Booker T. You see, Booker, you might've snagged a win against me, but what happened the very next night? Oh, that's right, you fell came short in your match with DDP. Like you always come short when push comes to shove. And now, here we are, in the heart of the Bound for Glory series, and where do you find yourself, Booker? Exactly where we were last week." [Punk's smirk widens as the boos grow louder from the audience.] CM Punk: "And let me tell you something, Booker. Deep down, in the darkest corners of your mind, you know it as well as I do. You're not cut out for this. You're not worthy of any glory. But me? I'm destined for greatness, Book. And mark my words, when this tournament reaches its climax, when the dust settles, and the smoke clears, the name on that cup will read none other than C…M… Punk. So get ready, Booker, because when this is over? Nobody will remember who won at Halloween Havoc." [With a smug grin, Punk drops the mic and exits the ring, leaving the audience booing vehemently in his wake.] ______________________ Chuck Palumbo vs. Brian Adams Adams, adopting a ruthless approach, targets Palumbo's knee with relentless strikes. Despite the onslaught, Palumbo displays resilience, countering Adams' attacks with powerful strikes of his own. As the match progresses, Palumbo rallies, showcasing his agility with high-impact moves. Sensing victory within reach, Palumbo delivers a decisive Bicycle Kick, flooring Adams for the pinfall. Despite Adams' underhanded tactics, Palumbo emerges victorious, his determination shining through despite the heel's attempts to sabotage his chances in the Bound for Glory series. ______________________ Lance Storm vs. Bryan Clark Clark initiates the bout aggressively, targeting Storm's limbs with brute force. Undeterred, Storm utilizes his technical prowess, countering Clark's power-based offense with precision strikes. As the match progresses, Storm gains momentum, applying his signature submission holds to wear down Clark. Despite Clark's relentless assault, Storm maintains control, showcasing his strength. Sensing an opportunity, Storm capitalizes on a distraction created by Mike Awesome, seizing the moment to execute a decisive roll-up for the pinfall victory. With calculated strategy and resilience, Storm claims the crucial win in the Bound for Glory series. ---------------- [Backstage, Jeremy Borash stands ready with his microphone as Kanyon and DDP prepare for the interview.] Jeremy Borash: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with Kanyon and Diamond Dallas Page. Kanyon, tonight you have a match against Ric Flair in the Bound for Glory series. What are your thoughts heading into this crucial matchup?" [Kanyon's eyes dart around erratically as he speaks, emphasizing his mental instability, while DDP stands by with a reassuring nod.] Kanyon: " Listen up, Borash! Tonight, it's not just about me. It's about taking DDP all the way to the top of Block B and then dethroning Scott Steiner. But tonight, it is also about respect. You see, Jeremy, I've got a bone to pick with Flair, and it's not just about climbing the ranks. It's personal. Months ago, Flair and his centaurs laughed in my face, treating me like a joke. But tonight, I'm not laughing. I'm coming for revenge, and I'm bringing the fight straight to Flair's doorstep." [Kanyon likes like a maniac for a second before DDP tries to get him back to his more subdued self] DDP: "That's right, Jeremy. Kanyon's fired up, and so am I. We're not just looking to win matches; we're looking to make a statement. And tonight, Flair's going to find out just how serious we are." Kanyon: "So, Flair, you better be ready, because the Maniac is coming for you. And when I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy! Because that's not just a threat, it's a... Who better than Kanyon?!" [With a determined nod, DDP and Kanyon leave the interview, ready to make their mark in the ring.] ---------------- Kanyon vs. Ric Flair Ric Flair enters the ring with his signature strut, exuding confidence as he eyes his opponent, Kanyon, who enters next to a chorus of cheers from the crowd. The match begins with Flair using his technical prowess to gain the upper hand, targeting Kanyon's legs and wearing him down with well-executed holds and chops. Kanyon fights back with his unorthodox style, countering Flair's offense with quick strikes and high-flying maneuvers. As the match progresses, Kanyon gains momentum, showcasing his resilience and determination. He mounts a comeback, delivering powerful strikes and innovative moves that keep Flair on the defensive, but eventually knocks the referee down. Kanyon comes close to hitting his signature Flatliner, drawing cheers from the crowd as he prepares to put Flair away. However, just as he's about to execute the move, the rest of the Four Horsemen, led by Jeff Jarrett, Dustin Rhodes, and Buff Bagwell, storm the ring, causing chaos. With the referee still down, they launch a vicious assault on Kanyon and Diamond Dallas Page, who rushes to his friend's aid. Seizing the opportunity, Flair locks in his patented Figure Four Leglock on Kanyon, applying pressure as Kanyon writhes in pain. The referee regains consciousness at the right time for Flair to secure the victory by submission. As the bell rings and Flair's theme music plays, the Four Horsemen celebrate in the ring, raising Flair's hand in victory. Kanyon and DDP lie battered and bruised, unable to fend off the onslaught from their adversaries. The Horsemen stand tall, their unity and underhanded tactics proving effective once again as the show comes to a close.

No fundo os dados são manipulados, salvo quando dizem o que pensas. Obrigado por confirmares o meu ponto. 🙂

O bebâdo quando cai, a culpa também é do chão que está torto.

Kevin Nash’s WCW Departure: The Real Story Behind the “Prank” on Nitro By Dave Meltzer | Wrestling Observer In one of the more bizarre moments on this week’s WCW Monday Nitro, fans were promised a match between Kevin Nash and Kanyon, only for Eric Bischoff to come out and reveal that the whole thing was a prank orchestrated by Nash himself. According to Bischoff, Nash had requested his release weeks prior, making this match nothing more than a joke at the expense of WCW and its fans. However, as with many things in the world of pro wrestling, there's more to the story. Let’s start with what’s true: Kevin Nash is indeed out the door. His contract with WCW officially expired the night before Nitro aired. This isn’t just a storyline—Nash is no longer with the company. But contrary to Bischoff’s claims, Nash never asked for his release. Sources within WCW have confirmed that Nash simply allowed his contract to quietly expire, and all signs point to him reuniting with Scott Hall and Hulk Hogan in the WWF, possibly to reform the NWO. So why was the match with Kanyon advertised? It seems someone within WCW management overlooked the exact expiration date of Nash’s contract. Internally, the belief was that they had a few more days with Big Sexy under contract, and this match was meant to serve as a storyline exit. But as WCW has shown time and again, even under new ownership, management remains as disorganized as ever. This latest misstep is yet another example of how the more things change in WCW, the more they stay the same. Despite the promise of a new era under Fusient Media, WCW continues to grapple with the same old problems. Nash’s departure, especially under these circumstances, is a stark reminder that WCW’s management issues are far from resolved.

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Gostei bastante. Tirando uma ou outra em que posso estar mais agarrado emocionalmente ao original, acho que está fantástico. Se cá vierem farei de tudo por ir ver.