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Another week, another update. Canadians dominating thus far this year.

WWE only counts WCW championships if its Ric Flair. And Booker T. But he has yet to win either the WWE or World Heavyweight Championship

Kinda hard since, IIRC, Yurple is dead.

After a Christian promo...TEAM CANADA! Young, Williams, and Steak Sauce vs... Hoyt, Kenny King and Jay Lethal.

The camera returns to the Qwest Center after the insipid tripe that is commercials, showing that the crowd is once again ready to get the show rolling. "Back to Lockdown, everyone," Longdogger Pete re-introduces "and next up on this card is a very unique style match: a Triple Impact match. For those of you who have never seen this type of contest, why don't you go over the rules for them, Suicide? "Oh, MAY I?" Suicide King replies, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Anyway, it's very simple. Funyon will read a specific move from a card at the start of the match. That move, drawn at random backstage, will need to be hit three times by a wrestler in order to get the victory." "And the thing about this is, we don't know WHAT type of move it's going to be." Pete adds. "It could play to either man's strengths, it could play to either man's weaknesses." "And THAT is what's going to make this very interesting. Despite my feelings for either of these guys now." "Let's get this started!" Pete calls quickly, as the camera cuts to the ring, Funyon ready to do his job. Funyon: The following contest is a Triple Impact Match! The first man to hit a randomly drawn move three times will be the winner! "Bouncin' Back" by Mystikal cues up over the speakers now, and the crowd pops for the Human Hurricane as he makes his way out. Funyon: Introducing first, from the Bahamas, standing 5'11" tall and weighing in at 214 pounds...WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILDCHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILD! "The former multiple time SWF Tag Team Champion will be giving up some size and strength in this match, but I'm sure that Wildchild is already aware and prepared for such an eventuality." Pete says. "Especially since he, as far as I know, does have an experience edge going into this match." "Well, that may be true..." Suicide King begins, apparently about to make a point. "...but there COULD be a chance that the move that is needed to win this match is a power move, in which case Wildchild will have to dig down REALLY deep to get the win." He finishes as The Bahama Bomber slides under the bottom rope, getting into the ring. "That is a good point, King.. But you know that Wildchild is looking to get the win, especially after being screwed out of the International Championship two shows ago." "That's only your opinion on what happened." Suicide King replied. "He won the match, but not the title. He should be happy with that." "Bouncin' Back" is cut off now, along with the lights in the arena. The crowd anxiously awaits for the announcment... THE KING...HAS...RETURNED! *BOOM!* And "Superstar" cues up over the speakers now, the crowd giving a pretty equal reaction to the opponent for Wildchild as he and his sexy manager make their way out, tonight in blue attire. Funyon: Aaaand his opponent, accompanied to the ring by his manager Kelly "The Queen" Connelly, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...standing 6'3" tall and weighing in at 250 pounds..."THE ICOOOOOOOOOON"....MAAAAAAAAAAX...KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! "For Max King this is a match that he feels he MUST win." Pete explains as King and Kelly make their way to the ring. "The past two shows have been rough for him, losing to Ghost Machine and TORU in close matches. A win here COULD help him get back on track for his plans in the future." "Yeah, but his plans are kinda twisted, if you ask me." S. King states. "I mean, teaming with his former enemy to go for the Tag Straps, when he's already lost to one half of the champions? Not a smart move at all." King and Kelly get up onto the ring apron, looking out to the crowd...all of whom are showing respect for both these great athletes. Wrestler and manager both step between the top and middle rope, leaning in for a kiss as they enter, then go to a neutral corner. "Despite your opinion on the matter of King's tastes in partners, the fact remains that he's got great skills, and this should be a classic match between to great competitors. Let's find out the move that's going to be the goal of the match!" Pete says. In the ring, as "Superstar" fades out and as Kelly removes King's jacket and shades, Funyon pulls an envelope out of his jacket pocket...obviously containing the move. Both combatants wait patiently for the announcement. Funyon: And the move that will be used for the victory IS.... A drum-roll cues up over the speakers, obviously to build dramatic tension as Funyon opens up the envelope. He nods after reading the move inside, before announcing... Funyon: MISSILE DROPKICK! "WOW!" both Pete and Suicide call out at the same time. Wildchild seems to be a bit happy now, glad that the move isn't a power one. King's expression is a rather stoic one, not reacting one way or another to the announcement. "Well, if previous matches with Wildchild are any indication, this will play HEAVILY into his favor for this match." Pete says. "King is going to have to work carefully to get the win." Kelly steps out of the ring after talking to King a bit, "The Icon" nodding solemnly at what he has to do. Once manager and ring announcer are out of the ring, the bell rings. "We're underway!" Pete calls, as both King and Wildchild step into the center of the ring. The fans are watching on at the start to see how these two will react to each other... ...and cheer more as the two pound fists as they reach each other. "Ugh, sickening!" Suicide says, sighing. "Well, even with the Family Friendly rules removed, King and Wildchild showing good sportsmanship here before they get to fighting." The two of them step back, waiting now to see the first move of the other is. King reaches in, trying to grab Wildchild in a grapple, but the smaller competitor manages to duck under the attempt, slipping behind King, slamming his elbow into the back of the larger athlete's neck. King tries to turn around and catch Wildchild with a back-strike, but the Tropical Tumbler manages to roll out of the way, causing King's attempted strike to hit nothing but air. The former Tag Champ uses the ring ropes as a boost before attempting a flying forearm on King, but "The Icon" side-steps the move, causing Wildchild to crash down on the mat. Max tries to catch Wildchild while he's still on the mat, but the endurance of the former tag champ is too much to keep him down longer than a split second, and King hits nothing but canvas. Wildchild climbs up to the top rope immediately, King just a few steps slower than Wildchild, gets up to his feet at just about the same time as Wildchild reaches the top, and turns around as The Bahama Bomber leaps off to attempt the first Missile Dropkick of the match. King seems to be ready for it though, stepping to the side, and pushing down so his opponent crashes down. Max steps towards Wildchild, but the lighter competitor trips King by his ankle, taking him down. Both men stand up to their feet, looking at each other, and getting applause from the capacity crowd. "What a quick exchange to start this match of two great competitors!" Pete calls. "However, I don't think that BOTH Wildchild and King can keep this pace up for the entire match." "Oh, no WAY that they can keep this up." Suicide states. "King will have to get Wildchild down and use his power advantage against Wildchild if he wants to get him dazed enough for the Missile Dropkick attempts." "I'll agree with that assessment, but the problem for King is trying to get a good hold of Wildchild to keep him down for something power-wise." Pete adds, as King and Wildchild both approach the center of the ring again. The former Tag Team Champion bounces off the ropes, apparently trying for another high-impact move on King, but "The Icon" is prepared for it this time, ducking down and back-dropping the 214 pounder down to the canvas. Immediately, King drops a knee into the chest of Wildchild, trying to use ALL of his 250-pounds into the chest and sternum area of Wildchild. "Now THAT'S what King needed to do...ground Wildchild, and use his power against him!" Suicide King notes. "But he can't keep him grounded for TOO long, S.K. After all, Wildchild needs to be on his feet if King is going to hit him with a Missile Dropkick!" Pete reminds. "This isn't a regular match, remember." As if he could hear what was being said at ringside, Max King goes over to the ring ropes, climbing up them to go for his first attempt at building up a win. "But this could be a mistake! Wildchild went for the move early, and missed it. And King I don't think can fly as high, as far, or as fast as The Caribbean Cruiser can!" Pete says rather bluntly. "I hate to say it, but I agree with you in this situation!" Suicide replies. Wildchild gets up to his feet after a few seconds, the wind apparently knocked out of him momentarily from that elbow shot from King earlier. The man who has before claimed to be Wrestling's Superman waits for Wildchild to turn around, before leaping up for all he's worth, trying to catch his opponent with a Missile Dropkick. However, the former Tag Champ catches the attempt coming with his eyes, back-flipping out of the way and causing King to crash down. Almost IMMEDIATELY after landing onto his feet, Wildchild leaps to the top rope again, and as King turns around, he gets BLASTED in the face with a Wildchild Missile Dropkick! Funyon: Wildchild gains a point with that Missile Dropkick. The score is now 1-0 in favor of Wildchild! "That says it all, right there: Wildchild only has to hit that move two more times, and he's going to get the win in this contest!" Suicide King notes. "Well, from here on it's going to be a slightly uphill battle for the former ICTV Champion. That's got to get into the mind of King...and now Wildchild is climbing up again! Apparently he's going to try for the quick win in this match!" Wildchild has a look of confidence on his paint-clad face as he balances on the top rope, waiting for King to turn around once again. Like a...well, like a missile, for lack of a better term...The Bahama Bomber leaps off, attempting to nail King in the face once again. King seems to be ready for it this time though, and simply takes a step back this time, grabbing the legs of Wildchild as he comes off the top. The crowd cheers out as King starts twisting the leg of Wildchild, trying to get him locked up into a Figure Four...but Wildchild manages to punch free and roll out of the ring, "Now THAT was a brilliant attempt by King there, and that may make up for that early Missile Dropkick attempt." Suicide King states. "If King takes out the legs of Wildchild, not only will that reduce his speed greatly, but it will also hurt the man from the Bahamas' chances of getting the move in!" "Fortunately for Wildchild's sake, he knew just what was coming, and managed to get to the outside to regroup. Remember, Wildchild can't be counted out in this type of...wait a second." The "wait a second" refers to the fact that, wile Wildchild tries to regain his bearings on the arena floor, Max King actually starts climbing up the nearest turnbuckle, an almost twisted grin on his face. Kelly looks afraid, as if she doesn't think that this is a very good idea. The capacity crowd in the Qwest Center, however, are on their feet, ready to see Max take a GREAT risk to get the victory. "Max King on the top rope, and I don't think that Wildchild has any idea that King is up there!" Pete says. "But he better learn quickly, because..." Wildchild turns around JUST as King comes off the tope rope to the arena floor, and gets blasted by a 6 foot 3 inch tall missile coming at him feet first, and gets knocked right against the ring barricade! Funyon: "The Icon" Max King gains a point with that Missile Dropkick. The score is now tied at one a piece. "Well that was a great risk by "The Icon", going for a move like that from the top rope to the floor, but in this case it has paid off." Pete calls. "But the REAL question is, who took the worst of that: Wildchild or Max King? I mean, King DID land on that arena floor back first, and there's only so much padding there to protect someone's body." Kelly Connelly is quick to rush over to the side of the ring where her man is laying, concerned as King writhes in pain on the floor. Wildchild, on the other hand, is barely supported by the ring barricade, having hit it with his back and the back of his head after King hit the move. The referee is about to start a count since both men are out of the ring, but quickly remembers the rules of this contest. Kelly continues to try to get her man to come to again, but unfortunately for her, it's Wildchild who is the first to move, pushing himself off of the barricade and collapsing back down to his knees after he does so. "Now see, this is what I was talking about, Pete. King put almost everything that he had into that missile dropkick, but because of where he landed it's Wildchild who moves first." "Well, that's what you have to do, King. You know that as well as anyone...try whatever it takes to get a win in a match, no matter what the rules are." Pete reminds. Wildchild crawls towards the ring, his back seemingly hurting from hitting the barricade as he does, but is still ready to continue on with this match. Kelly, desperate to make sure that Wildchild doesn't have TOO much of a head start in coming back in this match, leans in and... "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" goes the crowd, as Kelly plants a deep and almost passionate kiss on King. "Well, that's ONE way to revive someone." Pete says with a chuckle, as Max King starts coming too. He reaches up to touch Kelly's face, before realizing that he's in the arena. Meanwhile, in the ring, Wildchild uses the ring ropes to help himself back up to his feet, and ready to continue the offensive. King is getting back on his feet as Wild is climbing up to the top rope, and starts to make his way to the other turnbuckle from the top rope. "I don't know how wise an Andros Dive is in this situation, Pete!" Suicide notes, obviously seeing what Wildchild is attempting. King, finally steady, turns to see what's coming, and with a burst of speed that could be considered by some surprising for a man that's 250, runs up the ring steps, and shakes the ropes, causing Wildchild to crotch himself on the top turnbuckle. "See what I mean, Pete!" "I do see what you mean. King now getting back into the ring, and he's ready to capitalize on this situation that was built up. Climbing the ropes while Wildchild is still crotched on the top, King grabs his opponent around for some type of superplex. The former Wild and Dangerous team member is prepared for such an attempt though, repeatedly driving his elbow into King's jaw. King starts to club back with forearms of his own, his power edge proving to be an advantage as he slugs at the back of Wildchild. Realizing that arm attacks aren't working out for him as he would have liked, The Human Hurricane starts nailing King with almost desperation-style headbutts. Feeling King start to slip off of his perch, Wildchild quickly turns around and gains his balance on the top rope, and with King still holding on to the ropes with one hand, springboards, turns in mid air, and nails King with a Missile Dropkick that pushes both of them off of the top rope to the canvas. Unfortunately for "The Icon", he lands on his back, while Wildchild rolls and gets back to his feet! Funyon: Wildchild gains a point with that Missile Dropkick. The score is now 2-1 in favor of Wildchild! "That counted?" Suicide asks, surprised. "Well, they said Missile Dropkicks. They didn't say ANYTHING about them not being modified versions of it." Pete says. "And now Max King is going to have to play a MAJOR game of catch-up, being down 2 to 1 in this case!" "That's right, and Wildchild climbing up to the top rope already! He's ready to get the win right away!" Suicide King calls, as Wildchild climbs up. Max King curses to himself at the fact that he's fallen behind already in this match, turning up to see Wildchild balancing himself on the top. Not about to get caught again with another Missile Dropkick, "The Icon" runs up the turnbuckles, grabbing The Tropical Tumbler into a Superplex, and twisting just at the last second in mid air to land right on top of his opponent. "Superbplex! And that will upset the game-plan of Wildchild, and take the wind right out of the cruiserweight-level wrestler's body!" Pete calls. "And King not wasting a second as HE tries to get up to the top rope again!" "Well, even though it may not be the best move to do in a situation like this, in this case he HAS to set that up to win the match!" Suicide states. "Wildchild getting to a seated position...I'm not sure that Wildchild WANTS to get back standing until he knows just exactly where King is." Pete says. "That may just be one of the best moves made in this match, because it's harder to hit a Missile Dropkick if your opponent is..." Max King is quick to prove Pete wrong before he can even finish his sentence, jumping down to the second rope and using THAT rope to hit a Missile Dropkick! It may not have been as flashy as his first, but the referee decides that it's good enough! Funyon: "The Icon" Max King gains a point for that Missile Dropkick! The score is tied at two! "Well, he proved you wrong in that situation, Pete! And NOW is the time where things will get intense!" Suicide calls. "It's the fourth quarter, the bottom of the ninth, whatever cliché you wanna use in this type of situation." Pete says. "But the fact remains, only one more Missile Dropkick will win this match, and both men you KNOW are waiting for the chance to get to use it." King gets up to his feet, all smiles as he realizes how close he is to victory now. Wildchild, on the other hand, is holding his head from repeated shots to it from a 250-pound man. King is not too eager to get to the ropes again, instead opting to grab Wildchild and lift him back onto his feet. Whipping the Bahama Bomber into the ropes, King attempts for a flying forearm shot of his own, but Wildchild manages to duck under the move, waiting for King to get up. Wildchild leaps up, and catches King in the face with his patented Leg Lariat! The crowd is on their feet as these two great combatants continue their match, and Wildchild brings more cheers from their mouths as he goes to the ring ropes, King getting up to his feet, and uses the top rope for a springboard, hooking King's head and twisting in mid air, dropping "The Icon" with the Springboard DDT! "King landing right on his head there, and this is the set-up that Wildchild needed!" Pete says. "But he wants to make sure of it, as he once again goes to pick up King!" "Well, I THINK that Wildchild is thinking about hitting King with one of his BIG signature moves so that King doesn't realize where Wildchild is even when he gets back up, but you KNOW that he won't be able to get King up for the Wild Ride!" Wildchild, nevertheless, sets King up into the position to seemingly start the Wild Driver. However, an attempted lift proves Suicide King's point for him, and he attempts to adjust the move into the Wild Driver! "Wild Driver attempt...this is going to do it for King if Wildchild hits it...but King manages to power out!" Pete says as it happens, King using all the strength in his arms to break free. Wildchild turns around, but King manages to stay behind him, hooking him up into a sleeper hold, and dropping him with a Sleeper Drop! "Wildchild should have gone for the move while he had the chance!" Suicide correctly calls. "This is what could cost him BIG time right now...and King wasting NO time in going to the top rope for HIS attempt!" "Well, Wildchild took a chance in not going for the win, but the fact remains it's happened, and he's going to have to live with that decision." "And possibly die by that decision too." Suicide adds. Kelly is on the outside of the ring, bouncing in jubilation at the fact that King is only one move away from getting the victory, and King is...well, simply focused on trying to actually hit the move. Wildchild starts getting up, holding the back of his head and his throat area from that Sleeper Drop, but despite the pain in both of those areas in his body has enough wherewithal to leap up, catching King while he's on the top rope and running jumps up, showing INCREDIBLE agility and jumping ability as he catches King off the top rope, monkey-flipping him all the way to the canvas once again. With both men down on the canvas, hurting from all that they've put each other through, the crowd takes up a dueling chant. "WILD-CHILD!" "LET'S GO I-CON!" "WILD-CHILD!" "LET'S GO I-CON!" "WILD-CHILD!" "LET'S GO I-CON!" "These fans showing respect for what BOTH of these men are putting each other through in the name of competition, Suicide King! You know that whoever wins this match will be in contention for singles gold in the very near future." Pete proudly proclaims. "And they may take months off of their careers if they keep trying these types of risks. I'm surprised that either of them was standing for that exchange just seconds ago." Suicide says. "That's what this match is all about, King...the spirit of fighting, no matter what it takes to get the win." Pete says. "Wildchild starting to stir now, he's the first one to get up to his feet. That spells bad news for Max King if Wildchild is quick enough to capitalize on this type of situation." Pete calls. Wildchild nods out to the crowd, giving a point to the turnbuckle and bringing the fans to their feet again. The "WILD-CHILD!" chant builds up more, but the "LET'S GO I-CON!" chant is right behind, trying to will Max King back up to his feet again to keep this match going on. However, King still isn't up to his feet as Wildchild scales the turnbuckles, ready to get his balance and fly once again right into the face of King. "Wildchild waiting on that top rope, like a tiger ready to pounce on his prey! And the prey is just NOW starting to move off of the mat!" Pete says. "This is it, Pete...Max King's losing streak is about to continue in just mere seconds!" Suicide calls. Wildchild nods out to the crowd, and as King starts turning actually presses off, seemingly going for a shooting star press, but doing an extra-twist in mid air with a Missile Dropkick attempt. However, King manages to brace himself and catch the legs of The Bahama Bomber as he flew, causing him to crash and having him right where he wanted. In no time, King twists the former Tag Champ's legs into a figure four position, putting his arms through and twisting him over! "TEXAS CLOVERLEAF!" Pete calls. "Wildchild went TOO wild out there in that Shooting Star before the Missile Dropkick, and now he's going to pay for it!" The camera quickly goes to the face of Wildchild, showing the pain etched on it from King pulling on the legs and pressing his weight down into the back of Wildchild. The crowd is electric, loving the exchange that has gone on between the two of them! "Man, that HAS to be killing Wildchild there, all that pain in the body! If..." Suicide King is interrupted by Wildchild rapidly slapping the mat, tapping out to the pain of the Texas Cloverleaf! However, obviously no bell is rung, and King presses just a bit more with the hold. "Remember Pete, there's no submission wins in THIS match!" Suicide calls. "Wildchild could tap all night, and there's nothing that can be done!" "But Max now letting go of the hold, and climbing up to the top right away. He wanted to weaken Wildchild's legs, so even if he COULD get away from this attempt, he won't have as much as he could left to go for another Missile Dropkick!" Pete calls. "If Max hits, this match is over! The fans are on their feet, waiting to see just what will happen!" Kelly cheers for King keeping his balance on the top, and makes SURE that he realizes the fact that The Tropical Tumbler is getting up...slowly to due to the work done to his leg. Wildchild turns, King leaps off the top for his attempt... ...And King NAILS it, dropping Wildchild HARD with it and forcing the bell to be rung! Funyon: Here is your winner, "THE ICON"...MAAAAAAAAAAX...KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! The crowd gets up to their feet and applauds...whether it's for King winning, Wildchild's attempt at a victory, or just both of these great competitors is up for debate. "A VERY close and hard fought match between two GREAT superstars, but in the end it was Max King showing great agility and smarts in catching Wildchild off guard to get the victory!" Pete says, as Kelly gets into the ring to hug her man while he's still on the ground. "Well, I unfortunately have to give the guy credit: to be perfectly honest, I never expected King to get the victory when the Missile Dropkick was announced as the move. But he surprised me, and probably surprised a lot of other people in the crowd." Suicide King notes. "But with some of the stuff that he had tried in the match, one has to wonder just how much this match has taken out of "The Icon"." "Not just Max King, what has it taken out of EITHER man, these two...wait, King getting up now, with Kelly's help, and looks over to a just recovering Wildchild. I don't know if he knows that this match is over." "Ooh, now THIS could get REALLY interesting! Let's see these two take each other on some more, I'd love it!" Suicide says, from the sounds of the shuffling getting on the edge of his seat for an apparent confrintation. However, Suicide King gets disappointed, but the fans don't...as King helps Wildchild up, being careful of the legs that he weakened with the Texas Cloverleaf, and shakes his hand. Kelly grins widely, stepping between both competitors and raising both their hands as "Superstar" starts playing over the speakers now. "I don't think it really mattered WHO won this match. In the fans eyes, as well as in the eyes of King, Kelly, AND Wildchild, both combatants are winners tonight for that great match that they just had." Pete says. "What sentimental garbage." Suicide King almost spits out, as all three start to leave the ring, Kelly holding the ropes for both men. "If that match was any indication of what's to come, we're going to have a GREAT next two matches. Coming up next, JJ Johnson vs. TORU Takahara! Don't go away!" The camera fades out as King AND Wildchild go up the ramp, Kelly helping in her own way to hold both men up as they're lead to the backstage area.

Got some news. Unfortunately, due to some stuff that came up, I can't be in the tag team match. So...um...any chance that we could re-book the match for next week? And take me off the card completely? Unless Landon is willing to try the match by himself...but I don't want to burdon him if I don't have to.

I'm REALLY hoping that Christian wins the belt. I'd LOVE for a Team ECK as World Champs signature.

Yeah they do. Brock Lesnar won the IWGP title in a Triple Threat Match.

Which is why I'm PRAYING SOMEONE in WWE creative watches the Mania 21 DVD and remembers the set-up for a possible Triple H/John "Bradshaw" Layfield match. Anyone who doesn't know what I'm talking about: JBL and Orlando were walking backstage, and Triple H and Flair walk in from the other direction. The two of them trade minor insults (Trips being sarcastic about the "wrestling god" thing, JBL mentioning that (at the time) he was the only one undefeated as a champion). They then mentioned they'd see who at the end of the night was best by having title gold with them. Perfectly set up for a Mania Match...have them eliminate each other from the Royal Rumble, and blame each other for not being in a title match. They then fight to try to prove who is the superior main-event level wrestler out of the two of them. Plus, it will keep both of them out of possible title matches.

I'm still praying in the back of my mind that SOMEHOW we get JBL/HHH at this WrestleMania. Hell, they set it up at Mania 21! Pull the trigger on that already!

Late 91... Savage/Piper/Flair. Play up that both Piper and Savage want a piece of Flair, but in the match can't agree on who gets the fall.

The biggest loss is his singles theme will never play again if he isn't re-hired.

I am SO there.

I personally would LOVE to see that happen. Think about it...if Edge and Kurt keep their titles up to Christian winning the NWA title, then Team ECK will dominate my signature!

Richards, as far as I know, is still under WWE Contract. TNA HAD Johnny B Badd, but I don't know what happened. We haven't seen him on TNA since they came to Spike TV.

OK, watching WrestleMania IV right now (what can I say, I like that Mania), and something in it made me think. What are some weird minor things wrestlers have done over the years. The example I'll use here is with Randy Savage and Elizabeth...as they decided to wear different attire in each of Savage's four matches. No real reason for it, just every time they came out Savage wore different ring attire, and Liz wore a different dress.

Can someone get me a good picture of Kurt Angle with the World Heavyweight Title around his waist that I could use for my signature? Bout the same size as the Edge picture in my sig, if possible.

I had a similar thing with a character in an E-Fed. The guy is a super-patriot...like early-days Kurt Angle...and so, when he won a title, he'd change the strap so, when the belt is worn properly, the strap would have one half of it blue with white stars, and the other half of it red and white alternating stripes. Oh, and for the topic? Well, don't know about the UGLIEST, but the best IMO was this one: The block logo, IMO, will always be more professional looking than the scratch logo. Plus, it still has the shape of the Attitude belt that everyone loves. The only thing that I might change is the strap color from blue to black.

On Unlimited after the show, Cena carried Flair to the back.

I'm sure the IRS is getting most of it, though. Rotundo's lucky then.

Bah, Anti-Climatic finish. And cue Cena attacking Edge, right?

And our next Ladder or TLC match... At WrestleMania 22...a BIG rematch from WrestleMania 21... THE BIG SHOW vs. AKEBONO!

Plus, she's of legal age, unlike Hogan's daughter.

With the amount of times Flair gets busted open, combined with all the blood that gets in his hair..I'm thinking that Ric should just permanently dye his hair red.

She does her bumps with Edge. Her grinds too.