Bored

Word on Colon is teams have called about him but the White Sox still think they have a shot with 13 games against the Royals in the second half so don't expect a trade. Hot off the presses: Cubs acquire Kenny Lofton and Aramis Ramirez from the Pirates for Jose Hernandez and I think a minor leaguer.

Durazo in right? Ummm considering he's only played four games there in his career don't count on it. There is a reason why he is a DH and its not only to keep him healthy. Any deal the A's make though they will likely have to make another deal just to dump salary because of their owner. They are likely shopping Terrence Long to some sucker right now. I'm sure they'd LOVE to get rid of Jermaine Dye's contract but not even Billy Beane would be able to convince a team to take him.

Lidle has a 5.88 ERA and has been stuck on 10 wins for a while. With the A's offense he'd have 10 or more losses with that ERA. Still talks about getting J.D. Drew, which would ironically enough involve Lidle going to the Cardinals for Drew and then the Jays would ship him to Oakland. Still a small chance of Brian Giles but the Pirates want Jason Kendall to be part of the deal and the A's don't need a catcher and definently can't take on his contract which is waaaaaaaay more than he's worth.

Only ** according to Scott Keith: Main event: Ric Flair v. Dean Malenko. Dean goes for the Cloverleaf early off a drop toehold, but Flair makes the ropes and bails. Malenko controls and gets the figure-four. We take a commercial break and return with Malenko in control, but Flair's cheating turns the tide. Malenko comes back, and Flair tries to walk out, but Benoit and Saturn chase him back. The Triad attack, and DDP's interference allows Flair to get a cheap rollup for the pin. Bleh. Flair is losing my respect by the day. ** And now your WCW Plot Hole of the Week: How can the Triad continue to defend the titles as a threesome if their sugar daddy (Flair) is no longer in control of WCW?

1998 - no show July 22, 1999 Van Hammer def. Kaz Hayashi Miss Madness def. Brandi Alexander Curt Hennig def. Chase Tatum Rey Mysterio Jr. & Eddy Guerrero def. Juventud Guerrera & Psychosis Rick Steiner def. Sick Boy; TV Title Match Sid Vicious def. Lenny Lane & Lodi in a handicap match Ric Flair def. Dean Malenko July 26, 2000 Rey Mysterio Jr. & Juventud Guerrera def. Shane Helms & Shannon Moore Elix Skipper def. The Artist M.I. Smooth def. The Jung Dragons in a handicap match Miss Hancock def. Major Gunns in an Arm Wrestling Match; Special Referee, David Flair Vampiro & The Great Muta def. Mark Jindrak & Sean O’Haire Kanyon NC Judy Bagwell Lance Storm def. Big Vito Jeff Jarrett def. Booker T in a Lights Out Bunkhouse Brawl Match

I didn't know if I should make a new topic on this since its a trade but...BLOCKBUSTER DEAL has gone down between four teams. These are the main players in the deal just reported by Sportscenter: Latrell Sprewell to Minnesota Terrell Brandon to Atlanta Glenn Robinson to Philadelphia Keith Van Horn to New York

Yes I'm sure every L.A. media member abandonded the Kobe Bryant case and covering Hollywood to cover this.

Mentioned this in the Clippers thread but here are the links: Wizards sign Gilbert Arenas, Warriors won't be able to match the offer most likely: http://espn.go.com/nba/news/2003/0721/1583869.html Warriors then sign Speedy Claxton: http://espn.go.com/nba/columns/stein_marc/1584121.html

Report is Arenas has signed with the Wizards and the Warriors signed Speedy Claxton.

Well being a young player I was afraid Arenas would just leave for money and if he signs with the fuckin' Clippers it'll be all about the money. The Warriors can only pay him $4.5 million this year but they will have a lot more cap room after this year so they could load the deal in later years but I guess Arenas can't live off of $4.5 million for this year. *sigh* I still hold out hope he'll come back as the Warriors could grab the 8th spot in the West next year if they can keep this team together.

Oh my mistake the ex-roommate Carlton Dotson is the ex-teammate. I had forgotten his name and last night ESPN was just referring to him as the ex-roommate for whatever reason.

Ex-roommate (not ex-teammate) arrested and rumored to have confessed to the murder of Patrick Dennehy. http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=stor...ssing_player_10

Well here's the pic everyone was wating for...a pic of Kate Faber's breasts...obviously not work safe and obviously fake...as in fake breasts: http://www.uvmdudeman.com/ Oh and the picture is posted in the LSD folder for those who don't wanna bother with the link.

You know the whole drug thing about the girl could backfire on Kobe. Think about it even if he didn't rape her he did fuck a 19 year old, depressed girl (who by attempting suicide is probably desperate for attention) who was probably in awe that a star like Kobe Bryant gave her the time of day. That makes Kobe look like a real dick if you think about it.

Ummm why are you just pulling out random results? I just stick to the week we are in and that's the point of the topic.

July 20, 2000 Eddie Guerrero def. Perry Saturn and Dean Malenko (pinned) a Triple Threat Match for the Euro Title Kane def. Kurt Angle by DQ Steve Blackman def. Al Snow; HC Title Match The Hardy Boyz & Val Venis def. T&A & Val Venis Bull Buchanan def. The Godfather The Undertaker NC The Big Bossman Triple H & Chris Benoit def. The Rock & Chris Jericho by DQ July 26, 2001 The Hardy Boyz def. Billy Kidman & Hurricane Helms The Dudley Boyz def. The Big Show & Billy Gunn DDP def. Kane by DQ Rob Van Dam & Chris Kanyon def. Chris Jericho & Tajiri Lance Storm def. Perry Saturn by DQ; IC Title Match Edge & Christian def. Tazz & Rhyno Kurt Angle def. Booker T to win the WCW World Heavyweight Title July 25, 2002 Mark Henry def. Kurt Angle by DQ The Big Vablowski def. Reverend D-Von Rikishi def. Albert The Rock & Hulk Hogan def. Lance Storm & Christian by DQ; Tag Title Match Rey Mysterio def. Chavo Guerrero John Cena def. Test Edge def. Chris Jericho in a Steel Cage Match

All recaps of the above matches mentioned by CRZ (slashwrestling.com): WCW CHAMPIONSHIP: NAPPY T v. KURT ANGLE - T seems to prefer glowering at Angle to surrendering his championship belt to referee "Blind" Earl Hebner. "Angle" chant - T raises his arms and displays his belt to the crowd. I dare say T is starting to get into heeling it up once again. (Must you so dare?) Dare I dare, forsooth. Und so weit. (Oh, shut up.) Finally, he forks it over. Angle, too, keeps his gaze locked upon his opponent instead of the belt. HERE WE GO! Both men keep their distance as the opening bell sounds - who will make the first move? Finally, they clench - T powers Angle to the corner. Hebner wants the break, but it comes with a right hand from the champ - Angle ducks it, however, and unleashes an onslaught of right hands - four punches find the mark before T can move out of the corner. Angle still in control - T put into the ropes, but it's reversed - another swing and another miss as Angle ducks...right hand, right, into the ropes, big back body drop! Into the corner, but T reverses - Angle pops out of the corner almost immeidately with a clothesline! Angle daring him to get up...grabbing the legs - pancakes him down and keeps the left leg - Anglelock applied! but T sees it coming and quickly grabs the bottom rope. Angle lets go and stomps, but T is outside to try and get his wind back. Angle doesn't want that, so he's out after him - T must have eyes in the back of his head, as he strikes with a mule kick that catches Angle off guard. T drives Angle's head into the commentary table - no, it's blocked! Angle with an elbow to the body - and it's BOOKER's head meeting the table, with such force that he rolls over and right into Jim Ross' lap! JR scatters as Angle tries to add to his advantage - right hand, head to the table again, and T lies on the table once again. The crowd chants "Angle!" as Angle finally puts the champion back in the ring (since you can't win it on the floor). T with a desperation swing - Angle ducks, grabs the waistlock and throws T with a German suplex! "Wooo!" Angle going up top - will he hit the moonsault?! OF COURSE NOT! T rolls out of the way and Angle falls flat - this could be his chance to take over. Cover - 2. T brings him up - then levels him with a right hand. Angle takes an involuntary trip through the ropes - Hebner doesn't like it, but YOU tell Booker T what to do. T outside - winding up - BIG chop. ANOTHER chop. T runs Angle to the barricade - and over, into the crowd! Right hand - kick in the gut - right. Wow, these security guys look like Right to Censor members, don't they? T runs at Angle...but he drops down and dumps him over the barricade to the floor! Angle climbs back over, but T recovers with a double sledge. Angle RAMMED into the STEEL steps, chest first. T rolls in to break the (ha) count, then rolls back out. Angle's head meets the STEEL steps again. Angle rolled back in - T back in at five. The champion snapmares him over - off the ropes with the trademark kneedrop - 1, 2, Angle kicks out. T clamps on the headlock...Angle struggles to breathe, and the crowd comes to life. Angle raising his fist to the sky - the crowd's collective voice rises - to his feet! Elbow in the gut! Elbow breaks the hold! Right hand! Right! Right! Off the ropes....but CAUGHT in the spinebuster! T covers - 1, 2, NO!! The champion takes great issue with the cadence - eww, DROOLING even. Crowd puts together ANOTHER impressive "Angle" chant as Angle attempts to recover. Into the ropes, Angle ducks the clothesline...and springs off the ropes with a flying forearm smash! Angle quickly back up - off the ropes with a clothesline! T put into the corner - no, pulled back into a belly-to-belly! Leg is hooked - 1, 2, T kicks out!! Angle places T on the top buckle - right hand, right, right...Angle climbs up - TOP floor - is it? Yes! SUPERPLEX!! That took a lot out of BOTH men...oh, man, here comes the W/ECW - Hebner tries to hold off Kanyon and the Dudleyz, but fortunately the reinforcements are right behind, as the WWF LOCKER ROOM is out as well - there must be a dozen men outside the ring - certainly too much for Hebner to handle - much less see Angle hooking the leg in the ring behind him! Angle lets up and gives a frustrated look outside - Kanyon is in behind him with a chairshot! The rest of the WWF REFS are out in a mostly futile attempt to restore order, as STILL MORE FOLKS come out to join the fray - the action *is* spilling further away from the ring, however, as man after man heads over the barrier and out through the crowd. Hebner is back in the ring - and finding both men down. His count is up to seven...T slowly to his feet at eight - slowly rolling Angle over - covering - 1, 2, NO!!!! T has a MAJOR league sourpuss face on him - what must I do, you almost feel him asking...what must I do to put this man down? T lifts Angle up - knife-edge chop - but Angle fires back almost instantly with a right hand! T with a right, Angle with a right! T with a forearm, Angle with a right...and ANOTHER right...and ANOTHER RIGHT! Into the ropes, no, reversal - T with *the Harlem sidekick* right on the button - leg is hooked - 1, 2, SHOULDER UP! T is about ready to SHIT. Again he lifts Angle up - knife-edge chop. Every time, a measured knife-edge chop. A THIRD windup and chop. But Angle takes it all - and turns it all around! The CHAMP is in the corner and it's ANGLE - right hand! Right hand! Right hand! Right hand! Irish whip into the opposite - no, reversed - no, sent back to the original corner...Angle almost collides with Hebner, but manages to stop himself - T with a Harlem sidekick to the back of Angle's head, but Angle ducks! But HEBNER takes the brunt! Angle lands two right hands - ready to try an Irish whip, but T hangs on - knee in the chest to double him over - off the rope with the axe kick - no, Angle's head is back up and out of the way! OLYMPIC SLAM!! AND DOWN COME THE STRAPS!! Angle grabs the left ankle and turns it, twists it...but STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN is out - kick in the gut to break the anklelock - KICK WHAM STUNNER and Angle is down for good. Austin SCREAMING at T to cover him, but T is still out as well. The trash flies towards Austin, but he has a singular resolve. T has just figured out what's transpired - his face curls into a smile...and he breakdances back up to let the crowd know EXACTLY what's about to happen - he's even doing an Angle-esque hop! The champion advances...but Angle has enough left to grab the ankle...and not let go! Booker is so close to the ropes....but the pain is so great he can't even see them! Only one thought goes through his mind - "this has to stop" - and he'll do ANYTHING to make it stop. BOOKER T TAPS OUT!! KURT ANGLE! KURT ANGLE! KURT ANGLE! Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new heavyweight champion of the world! (10:30) Austin's face registers abject shock as a triumphant Angle, barely able to stand, leans in a corner and holds the forty pounds of gold high overhead. And in this moment on this night, there are no fans left seated in THIS arena. I hope...at least in spirit...you're standing too. KURT ANGLE (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania - 237 pounds) v. WORLD'S STRONGEST MAN MARK HENRY (Silsbee, Texas - 353 pounds) referee: JIMMY KORDERAS Coming to you from the Conseco Field House in Indianapolis, IN and SAP transmitido en espanol 25.7.2 (taped 23.7), this is WWE SmackDown! Lockup, Henry shoves him away. Lockup, go behind by Henry - suplex attempt ain't working - no - Angle holds his back - Henry with a scoop...and a slam. Angle pounds the mat. We go again! Lockup, waistlock by Angle, takedown, floats into the headlock - Henry picks him up - and sits him on top - then pats his bald head! Angle protests. Kick by Angle when Henry comes in - right, right, right, whip is reversed, back elbow by Henry. Scoop....Angle fighting it...nope, Henry with the press - and the slam. Henry calls to the crowd - but Angle's out on the avalanche attempt. Angle with a death suplex! But again he holds his back. Angle manages to hook the leg - 1, 2, no. Angle right, right, right, right, right, right, right, off the ropes, Henry with a clothesline - clothesline - into the corner...Henry runs in and Angle meets him with a forearm. But Henry comes right back with a powerslam. Henry takes a while with the crowd, but it doesn't bite him as he connects with the splash in the corner. But before he can finish him off, KING BROCK LESNAR is out with a forearm to Henry's back (DQ 2:59) and he gives him the Key on My Keyboard - then rejoins HEY, MAN on the outside before heading back. Angle is ticked off and takes off in hot pursuit. Replay of Lesnar's damage - and Paul's grin. WWE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: LANCE STORM & CHRISTIAN (champions - 454 pounds - with Test - and "Global Warning Tour" hype) v. HOLLYWOOD HULK HOGAN (challenger - Hollywood, California - 280 pounds) and THE ROCK (challenger - Undisputed champion - Miami, Florida - 275 pounds) referee: MIKE CHIODA Well, he stand up next to a mountain - he chop it down with the edge of his hand. Oh boy, these entrances take forever - in fact, let's go ahead and take an ad break RIGHT NOW! Nope, no such luck. Nice Yoda sign in the crowd: "Live Forever, Hulkamania Will." It's Hogan and Storm and it's "USA" from the crowd. Hogan powers away Storm. Hogan wants him to KISS IT! Lockup, Storm to the eyes, right, right, right, right, elbow uppercut, into the ropes, clothesline, Storm reacts to the "Hogan" chant - Hogan is up - right, right, right, into the ropes, clothesline. right, Storm bounces to Rock for a right, it's pinball time, right from Hogan, tag to Rock. Right, right, right, right, into the ropes, clothesline. Suplex. Leg is hooked - Storm out at 2. Storm with a jawbreaker - Storm tags out. Doubleteam kicking until Chioda puts Storm away - Christian stands on the neck. Christian tries to draw Hogan in, but Rock doesn't let the Canadians get the advantage behind the ref's back - Rock pops out with a clothesline. Whip, head down, kick by Christian - but runs into the belly-to-belly throw. Right by Rock. Whip is reversed, Storm tags him from behind - Rock turns round and Storm shrugs - Rock shrugs back and pops him one! But Christian is right back with a viscera. 1, 2, no. Right, right, right - tag to Storm. Held open for the kick by Storm. Stomp, standing on the neck. Chioda pointed to his patch! Storm ignores it and steps on his neck again. Right hand by Storm - into the ropes is reversed, Rock hits the Samoan Drop. Christian in, Christian out - free shot for Test - spinebuster for Storm! Will we get the People's Elbow? Of course we WON'T - Test lowers the bridge on the second rope run and Rock takes a tumble into the commentary table. Christian puts Rock back in the ring and Storm covers - 1, 2, no! Let's take a Foot Locker Replay. Storm brings Rock to his feet as the crowd chants "Hogan" - but it's Christian in. Open shot to the ribs. Stomp, stomp, stomp, Christian with a blatant choke for 4. Cover - 2. Christian brings him up slowly - Rock right back - right, right, Christian with a forearm. Into the ropes, Rock back with a swinging neckbreaker. Whip is reversed, Test ankles Rock while Christian fakes an injury to get Chioda's attention. Test drops Rock facefirst on the commentary table while Chioda works on keep Hogan away from the other side of the ring. Test with a right. Storm puts Rock back in for Christian - 1, 2, no. Tag to Storm - Christian with an armbar, Storm drops an elbow - 1, 2, no! Storm with a right, right, right, making lots of noise - Rock blocks, right, right, right, right, whip is reversed but Rock goes for Rock Bottom - but Storm elbows out of the attempt - Storm with a clothesline - free shot for Hogan - superkick for Rock! - cover - 1, 2, Hogan saves! Christian in, Hogan puts HIM down with one right hand - Chioda puts Hogan back and he face three men down in the ring. Rock tries to crawl Hogan's way...But Test pulls Hogan off the apron! Hogan runs after Test - back in the ring, Christian has Rock's legs - Rock kicks him off and leaps to his corner...but nobody is there! Storm pulls him back before Hogan can get to his corner, then makes too big a deal about it - giving Rock enough time to pop up, gutshot, DDT for Storm! Two men down again - Storm tags Christian, HOT TAG TO HOGAN! Christian doesn't know what to do - block, right, right for Storm, right for Christian, right for Storm, winds up the double noggin knocker, Christian put into the ropes, but he DUCKS the big boot, he and Storm slip under Hogan and hit a DOUBLE SUPLEX! Rock back up - right for Storm, right for Christian, Rock Bottom for Storm - Test in - Rock blocks, right, right, right, right, NOW KISS THAT RIGHT and Test goes outside and into the commentators' laps. Christian with the Unprettier on Hogan inside - 1, 2, Hogan kicks out with authority! Yep, there's that head shake. Right hand by Christian, no effect. Right, nope. Hogan is jackhammering up on the next right. Right hand YOOOOU. Block, right, right, right, into the ropes, big boot - calling to the crowd and here it comes - legdrop! 1, KING BROCK LESNAR breaks it up. Umm, well. (DQ 9:16 Sactown) Another forearm in the back - and Hogan gets an F-5 as well. Wow, so Stephanie lured him to SmackDown! to ruin most of the matches? THAT IS BRILLIANT MANAGEMENT! Rock is in to check on Hogan while Lesnar meets Heyman on the ramp. Lesnar makes the international "I want da belt" sign. I guess nothing else is gonna happen, 'cause we take that ad break CHAVO GUERRERO (El Paso, Tejas - 213 pounds - with SmackDown! in Charlotte hype) v. REY MYSTERIO (San Diego, California - 175 pounds) referee: BRIAN HEBNER Everybody's lost their "Jr" already, looks like. Mysterio is rocketed up through the stage for his entrance - pretty nifty. Here we go! Lockup, go behind by Guerrero, takedown, floats to a headlock, Mysterio reverses to an arm wringer, Guerrero reverses, Mysterio to the rope, backflip, Guerrero gives him a gutshot. Knucklelock applied - Guerrero with the monkey flip and they hold on - Guerrero rolls back over Mysterio's knees - back to their feet - STILL holding the knucklelock, Mysterio leaps and lands shins on shoulders - then goes down the back for 2! Mysterio goes behind - Guerrero shakes him off - leapfrog by Mysterio - another leap onto the shoulders, Mysterio does a 180 for a head scissors takeover. Tazz starts talking about masks being sacred but forgets to mention that every website on earth made that "Rey would be lynched in Mexico" smarkass comment. Rey plays to the crowd. Right, into the opposite corner is reversed, but Mysterio gets the elbow up. Mysterio runs at him - over the top, crawls down for a roll through (Cole: "he calls this the torito!") - 1, 2, no. Whip, reversed, Mysterio tries to slide under but Guerrero stops him - there's a German suplex that FLIPS Mysterio! Guerrero hangs him up on the ropes. Guerrero plays to the crowd as well. Head to the buckle, shoulder to the gut, shoulder, shoulder, slap, right, forearm to the ribs. To the centre where Chavo applies the abdominal stretch. Mysterio elbows to try to turn it - Guerrero brings him up for a hiplock, but Mysterio shifts his weight for a cover - 1, no. Mysterio ducks, caught, sat on top, blocks, kicks him away, tries for a plancha but Guerrero meets him with a dropkick - 1, 2, no. Mysterio sent under the bottom rope and to the floor! Guerrero to the apron - now to the floor. Shoulder to the gut - rolled back in the ring as Hebner hits 4. Up on the shoulders - and DOWN for the gutbuster! Guerrero hooks the leg - 1, 2, no! "C'mon, ref!" Mysterio sent into the ropes, brought up, Mysterio dropkicks down! Baseball slide dropkick puts *Guerrero* outside! Here's a pescado with a twist to the floor! Tazz: "tope!" Well, okay. Give it a Foot Locker Replay. Mysterio signalling another turnbuckle climb...but Guerrero meets him with a right and climbs up after him - Rey right, right, shoves him off, top buckle, leaps off with a cannonball! Off the ropes, baseball slide dropkick to the head again - into the ropes, reversed into a knee in the gut by Guerrero. Bringing him up - Rey back down - ducks a right elbow, a left elbow, pulls his arms between the legs until Guerrero flips, vaults him and bridges back - 1, 2, no! Guerrero up with a gutshot. Into the ropes, head down, leapfrog by Mysterio but Guerrero catches him, swings him up onto his back - GORRYBOMB - 1, 2, no!! Guerrero stomps. Mysterio into the corner sternum first. Guerrero getting the confidence back. Euro uppercut. Into the ropes, boot up by Mysterio. Chavo into a drop toehold and eats the ropes. Mysterio with his spin into the ropes, but THIS time it connects with two boots in the mush! That's a "619," we're told. Mysterio on the apron - springboard - Frankensteiner - holds onto the leg - 1, 2, 3! (5:52) Glad he finally made it. EDGE (Toronto, Ontario - 249 pounds - with Foot Locker's House of Hoops presents WWE SummerSlam! Tix on sale Saturday - meet Lita!) v. CHRIS JERICHO (Winnipeg, Manitoba - 227 pounds) within the confines of the unforgiving STEEL cage referee: Chioda inside, Hebner outside This is SmackDown!'s first-ever cage match - so let's take an ad break! Another Tough Enough 2 Stacker 2 ad Don't forget the WWE Divas take off most of their clothes Wednesday after Enterprise! When we come back, the match has already started! Ain't that a bitch? Foot Locker Replay shows Jericho wanted to introduce a chair before entering the cage, but Edge hit a baseball slide dropkick to the door, into Jericho! Joining the action, it's Jericho with a right, chop, chop, into the ropes is reversed and Edge flapjacks Jericho - mount, right, right, right, right, right - Jericho tries to go through the door (smart guy!) but Edge catches him and pulls him back - Jericho blocks a head to the cage with his boot - elbow by Jericho, right, choke in the corner - head to the buckle, kick, kick, right, right, into the opposite corner, but Edge pops out with a clothesline for Jericho. Chop! Edge with a chop. Chop! Whip into the opposite corner - Jericho jumps to the second rope, top turnbuckle, and almost climbs over the top before Edge realises what's going on, runs after and catches him - but Jericho kicks him off! Edge climbs up after him, grabs the tights and pulls him back into a hard landing! Edge with a boot to the head. Right hand. Chop! Whip is reversed by Jericho, head down, Edge kicks. Jericho falls back and ties himself between the ropes! Edge asks who the king of the world is, then spears Jericho! Edge winds up, but Jericho sidesteps and rams him into the cage wall!! Jericho wastes no time driving Edge's head into the cyclone fencing one more time. Let's make it three walls for Edge's head. Jericho calls to the crowd, which helps to distract us from Edge giving himself the blade, I imagine. Right hand by Jericho and sure enough, Edge has the cut. Stomp, stomp. Jericho makes cole slaw out of Edge's forehead, much to Chioda's consternation. Blatant chokery but there's no disqualifications in the cage. Choke on the second rope. "Jericho sux!" chant. Boss Man straddle by Jericho. "C'mon Baby" gets 2. Jericho is now more interested in embarrassing Edge than in escaping - that might bite him later, but not at the moment. Jericho with a chop. There's another chop. Jericho laying into him verbally. Edge reverses - slap! Chop! Into the opposite corner is reversed, but Edge gets the boot up! Edge runs in - Jericho sidesteps and there's the Flashback for 2! Right by Jericho. Now Jericho ties *Edge* into the ropes - no protection from the right hands - Jericho SHUFFLING! Another right. Jericho plays to the crowd and runs - but Edge is out and *Jericho* tastes the STEEL! Both men are down, so let's take another Foot Locker Replay. Jericho is to his knees and Edge is up as well - Jericho runs into a clothesline - Edge with another clothesline - into the ropes, but Edge hits the flying jalapeno! Edge with a shuffle of his own and there's his version of the faceplant - 1, 2, no! Jericho into the ropes - nobody home on the dropkick! Jericho's Lionsault meets the knees! Edge-o-matic! 1, 2, NO! Edge is up but just barely - he decides to try to climb over and out...Jericho to his feet - shot to the small of the back, again, climbing up to the second rope - right, right, superplex coming up - Edge right, right - Edge with a super Blowout! But he can't cover fast enough - 1, 2, NO! Edge up and waiting for Jericho to join him - gutshot, Jericho reverses, takedown, going for the Walls of Jericho! Edge fights it enough for Jericho to think twice, so he drops down and gives Edge a WOW Catapult into the cage wall! Jericho crawls to the cage door - two hands on the frame of the cage - half way out...Edge makes a desperation lunge and grabs an ankle - pulling Jericho back in, but Jericho grabbed his chair on the way in. WHACK! Jericho hooks the leg - 1, 2, NO!!! Jericho can't believe it - he covers again - again Edge is out at 2! Jericho shoves Chioda then grabs the chair again. Running start as Edge gets to his feet - Edge DUCKS - SPEAR! Leg is hooked - 1, 2, JOHNNY ACE! Edge is up to .2 Muta, which is usually enough to make the picture turn black and white on SmackDown! (har har) - but he's climbing to the top one more time. BUT THE DOOR IS RIGHT THERE - sure enough, Jericho is up from behind with the perfectly legal uppernut. Jericho to the top to join him - SUPER "BULLDOG!" That gets a Foot Locker Replay, you bet. Jericho pulls himself up by the ropes - and now HE has lost his mind because he's trying to *climb* this time. Jericho is up to the top and one leg is swung over - lying on the framework of the top of the cage. Edge finally makes it over and yanks on the hair until Jericho comes back over - Jericho on Edge's shoulders - SUPER ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP! That hurt Jericho from Edge's shoulders but Edge took that fall from the top rope and feels it just as much. Both men are finally stirring after a Foot Locker Replay. And now Jericho crawls to the door as Edge climbs to the top - over - Edge drops and gets the win! (we saw 13:14+) LANCE STORM is out, though, immediately followed by CHRISTIAN & TEST - three-way beatdown on Edge becomes a four-way beatdown as they put him back in the cage. Here comes JOHN CENA - managing Storm but not Test from behind. It's four-on-two - let's even it up with... RAYMOND STEREO? He scales the cage - PLANCHA FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE onto Storm & Christian! Test tries a powerbomb but Rey punches from the top, then changes it into a huracanrana! Cena and Mysterio double dropkick Test! Christian gets a whip from Mysterio, into a back body drop from Cena. Right for Jericho by Mysterio - Edge puts Storm into the cage wall - as the Canadians go through the door, Jericho finally manages to make it over the cage wall to the floor, making me wonder why he couldn't do that during the match - ah well, play Rob Zombie!

Time to crank out the recaps for those matches...all are by CRZ (slashwrestling.com) except the Hart/Hakushi match which is recapped by Kevin James Podsiadilk on the RSPW message boards: Bam Bam Bigelow v. Bret Hart - Luna Tunes comes out wearing a lovely black cast, which goes unmentioned by the commentators, while Hart is introduced as the King of the Ring, for those of us who forgot. Heenan says Lawler is in town, which shouldn't come as a shock to anyone because this is last week's taping. Heenan goes on to call Tiny Tim a "dried up old prune," and, in reference to the Hart parents: "Which one's Stu again?" After a Bam Bam flurry, and subsequent Hitman flurry, Bigelow ends up on the outside of the ring. Hart takes turns between hurting Bigelow on the outside and turning to face Luna for no reason. They both go back in, and Hart climbs to the top and does the flying sitdown on Bigelow. Apparently, this hurts his knee, because the commentators spend the rest of the match talking about it. We take an ad break, and when we come back, Hart is on the outside holding his knee while Bigelow and Luna make out. Hart coms back in. Bigelow with half hour suplex for 2. Devastating whip into the buckly. Hart tries to come back with a cross body, but Bam Bam catches him and slams him. 2. Headbutt. (Savage: "This guy's great!") Second headbutt. Third -- no, Hart rolls away. Bigelow should know better, the third one NEVER works. Hart with punches and impressive back suplex. Hart with punch, dropkick. 2 count for Hart. They trade blows, and Bigelow gets the better of the matchup. Bigelow with dropkick that completely misses, but Hart sells. Chokehold, and another ad break. We come back to the same hold. "Let's go Bret! Let's go Bret!" Bigelow misses a dropkick, and Hart comes roaring back. Punches, baaaaack body drop. Bigelow with headbutt, Hart answers with elbow. 2 for Hart. Hart drags Bammer's hairless head across the rope. Hart with headbutts to the extreme lower back (figure out Heenan's comment). 2 for Hart. Hart with clothesline from the ropes. 2 again. Hart with punches and sleeper. Bigelow takes Hart to the corner to break the hold, but Hart comes back with a reverse DDT. Yes, the Sharpshooter is imminent, so let's cue Jerry Lawler, who is in the balcony next to the Harts, with a working microphone. Of course, Hart breaks the hold and starts for the balcony. He gets as far as the second row before Bigelow wakes up, goes out, headbutts him, and brings him back. Lawler tries to carry the Harts in an "interview," but the Harts rank very low on the clever rejoinder scale, so Lawler flies solo, and is merciless with his comments. Hart gets pummelled. Bigelow for 2. I wonder why, if he's so offensive to the commentators, one doesn't find a why to turn off his mic. Bigelow misses the BUTT drop from the top, Hart punches away. Hart with two clotheslines (notice Hart isn't dumb enough to try three of anything) and a 2 count. Hart with ANOTHER DDT variant, and off he goes to find Lawler. Yeah, why bother to pin him. Referee "Blind" Dave Hebner gets to 10 faster than Nobbs and Sags were fired, and that's that. By the time Hart gets to the balcony, Lawler is long gone. Watch those security guards push kids out of the way so the wrestlers can get through. Ha ha ha... Anyway, Hart ends up consoling his "obviously" distraught parents. Hakushi (w/Shinja) vs. Bret Hart Once again, prior to the Hitman's entrance, Shinja produces the burlap bag, and Hakushi extracts that faux cranium from it. Thank you once again for sharing that with us, Hakushi. I understand Hakushi is working on a rather unusual ventriloquism act in his spare time... We interrupt this column to ask this very important question regarding next week's main event: Do Savio and Razor have what it takes to take the tag titles from Owen and Yokozuna? The answer: no, of course not. We now return to your regularly scheduled main event, already in progress. Enter the Excellence of Execution. Unfortunately, he has nothing to top Hakushi's performance, so he just hands out his glasses and gets on with it. But Shinja, as luck would have it, snags his cufflink on the Hitman's boot as he re-enters the ring. As Hart gets back out in order to untangle them, Hakushi starts the match by leaping out of an alternate dimension to land a chop to the Hitman's back. Hakushi pounds Hart from pillar to post, or actually post to post, then drops him over the railing, which will incur a $20 fine, due to the local ordinances. A series of stomps, chops, and a scoop and slam lead up to Hakushi's first big move, a belly-flop flip right onto the Hitman's raised knees. Bret's turn. Atomic drop, clothesline, turnbuckle souffle, followed by a taste of top rope for dessert. Various blows, leading up to a backbreaker. More general roughing, all pretty dull, so Hakushi decides it falls to him to liven things up. When Bret tries to give him a cross-corner whip, Hakushi not only reverses it, but makes like Hideo Nomo and tosses a vicious sinker that not only drops like a stone but totally misses all three turnbuckles, leaving the projectile, Bret, to squarely impact the base of the post. On second thought, that's a bit too lively. Let's take an -- ad break -- Hakushi finally rescues Bret from his precarious location, gives him a cross- corner whip (three inches), and follows it with a backflip, handspring, and shoulder right into Hart's face. 9.4 from the judges. The Hitman slumps down, Hakushi presses him with his foot into order to make sure he stays there, then does a corner-based variation on the Bossman sit. Hakushi plays to the crowd, finds they really don't want to play, and so he gets back to work. For his next trick, he clotheslines Bret, but holds on to his arm in order to pull him right back up for another clothesline. This sort of gives new meaning to the term "rope-a-dope". After about three cycles of this, the Hitman has had quite enough, blocks, and gives both of them a back suplex headache. Hakushi recovers first, with a savant kick. Then, Hakushi whips him, but Hart reverses, and does a gut-wrench suplex. Unfortunately, he turns Hakushi a bit too far, and the Japan native is able to land on his feet. Your turn to try it, Hitman. Bret gives it his best shot, but can only land partially on his feet, the rest of his body landing horizontal on Hakushi's knee in a backbreaker. Cover for 2. Next, Hakushi does another cross-corner whip, and this time gets the whole six inches. Hakushi positions him just so, climbs the turnbuckles... and nails the flying headbutt. Fortunately, Hakushi is no Bam Bam Bigelow, so Hart kicks out at 2. Hakushi with a snap suplex, and then, the Japanese version of the reverse chinlock, the nerve pinch. Bret is quickly out of that, comes off the ropes, jumps behind his opponent, and starts pushing him in the direction of the ropes. Hakushi, confronted with three openings between the ropes, decides to take the lowest one. Hart, unfortunately, had the highest one in mind. As a result, friction with the mat allows Hakushi to stop short of exiting the ring, while Bret has no such luxury. Hakushi ascends the turnbuckles to ponder his next action with regard to the floor-lying Hitman. "Jump, jump, jump!" urges Jerry Lawler. Meanwhile, on a ledge somewhere in New York City... -- ad break -- Bret's still on the floor, which is just as well for him, as he gets a great view of Hakushi's next move, a cartwheel into a backflip *over* the ropes and landing on the Hitman. The judges have no choice, they all pull out their "10" cards. But while we are watching the replay on double feature, the turning point in the match occurs: Hart rises first, slugs Hakushi, then takes his skull, and another convenient skull belonging the Shinja, and attempts to fuse them together. He doesn't quite succeed in that, but the effect is sufficient. For his next trick, the Hitman climbs up two ropes high, then jumps back off, again flattening both of his Oriental opponents. Selecting the one with more body art and less clothing, Bret Hart rolls him into the ring, and does the backbreaker the way he had meant to in the first place. Two ropes up for an elbow drop and a two-count. Shinja crawls up on the apron for a better look, and Hart decides that will be okay, as long as Shinja stays right there. Hart borrows from his brother-in-law and executes a bulldog for 2, then a small package for 2. Vince is starting to wonder what it will take to put Hakushi away. I'll give only one hint: it has three syllables, and starts with an 's'. Bret tries a roundhouse. Wrong. Hakushi ducks, and hits a back suplex. Up to the top rope in a jiffy, Hakushi tarries there a while, then leaps. Liftoff! Re-entry! Ouch! The canvas really felt that. Hart takes the fallen flier, sits him atop another turnbuckle; no, better yet, stands with him on top of the top turnbuckle, for about a big a suplex as you can get. And would you know, that leaves Hakushi laid out, flat on his back, legs spread out, just begging to be locked into a... that it, a Sharpshooter! Hakushi has nothing left to fight it off. Bret holds it a few extra seconds, then releases it, not because the referee was starting to get on his case, but because a certain annoyance named Shinja was coming in at six o'clock high. Bret Hart decides to unload Jerry Lawler's entire repertoire on the would-be mime: two punches, a face rake, and the coup de grace, a piledriver. Vince strongly hints, well, be honest, outright says that this will likely be the last we see of Shinja for a long while, in order that he can devote himself full time to being the judge at the O. J. Simpson trial. It's a dark night in the land of the rising sun (though technically, it's, what, about 2 p.m. JST as this match takes place?) Ah, here we are, at long last, time for the run-in, and it's... not, as we would likely expect, Isaac Yankem Doodle, but instead, Jean-Pierre LaFitte, who is making off with the bag containing Hakushi's Hart-head. Don't ask me what this is supposed to mean, I can't make, well, you know, or tails of it either. Bret Hart clearly has no idea what has happened, nor can I think of any reason why he should care if he did, either. THOSE DAMN DUDLEYZ and NAPPY T v. KING EDGE & CHRISTIAN and KURT ANGLE in an elimination tables match - Angle wants to start for his team - oh, surely that's the BEER talking. Booker wants to start, but D-Von holds him back - so Angle gives *D-Von* the forearm in the back instead. Right, right, right, right, right, kick, kick, right, right, right, into the ropes, back elbow. Head to the buckle. Right, right, into the opposite corner is reversed, but Angle gets the elbow up. Angle with a running clothesline. Crowd responds to his "woooo!" with a whoop of their own. Tag to Christian, open shot. Right hand. Snapmares him over - kick in the back, kick in the head, stomp, overhand punches to the back (five). Stomp. Tag to Edge, open shot, into the ropes for a double hiptoss. Right hand by Edge. Gutshot, right, into the opposite corner - Edge runs at him, D-Von drops and dumps him onto the apron - Edge tries an apron run, ducking D-Von's clothesline...and unfortunately running into Bubba Ray's boot to the face. Bubba Ray takes Edge's head to the STEEL steps - why not put him through a table now? Because there's ten minutes left in the show, I suppose. Right, right, back in for D-Von - and now Booker gets the tag. Open stomp. T with a chop. Arm wringer...Edge reverses...T reverses back and connects with a back heel kick. Head to Bubba Ray's boot - tag to Bubba Ray. Open shot to the ribs. Right. Bubba Ray is screaming a lot. Another straight right. Choke on the second rope, knee in the back. Snapmares him over - kick between the shoudlerblade. Dropped headbutt - off the ropes with an elbowdrop. Double axehandle to the chest. Edge fires back to the gut - right, right, Dudley strikes him down again. D-Von in - into the ropes, double flapjack. D-Von covers - ha ha, who had D-Von in the "first guy to forget there are no pinfalls in this match" pool? Right hand, tag to Bubba Ray - scoop...and a slam. Bubba Ray is on the second rope - oh no, it's the dreaded SENTON THAT NEVER WORKS!! Bubba Ray has his "why do I ever TRY that move?" face on. Both men down - tag to Christian! Right hand for Bubba Ray, right hand for D-Von as he comes in, right hand for Booker T before HE can come in - ducks a swing from Bubba, floats into a snap Slop Drop, ducks a swing from D-Von and floats THAT into the perpendicular backbreaker - T coming in again, which brings in *Angle* - HE knocks him out of the ring and follows. Christian and Edge have Bubba - BIG double suplex! Whip is reversed on the outside and it's Angle going into the steps. Christian brings in a table - he and Edge set it up. But they've taken too long - Bubba Ray with a gutshot to Edge, and dumping him outside the ring - Christian doubles over when D-Von's trick knee acts up - 3D (Dudley Death Drop) takes Christian through the table...and out of the match. (5:24) As referee "Blind" Earl Hebner tries to clear the remains of the table out of the ring, Edge is back up...and coming off the rop with a double clothesline to both Dudleyz! Edge off the ropes - oops, he picked the side Booker T was standing on, so he shouldn't be TOO surprised when he finds himself tripped up and getting pancaked. T back in the ring - right hand, chop, kick (Chef Boyardee Double Feature of Christian's elimination) X.X 6.1 stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp - dirty look for Angle... Edge put in the ropes...duck, powerslam attempt fails, Edge down the back and hits the Edge-O-Matic! Bubba Ray comes in - Edge ducks his clothesline and keeps running until he hits D-Von with a forearm. Bubba Ray manages a cheap shot on Angle, though, then turns back to catch Edge with a hot shot. Bubba Ray outside and bringing a table in - Angle over to take Bubba Ray into the barricade, while inside the ring D-Von gets the table up. Edge hits the SPEAR! on D-Von...but Booker T surprises him with a spinebuster through the table! (7:15) Well, it's Angle alone now...let's see if he steps up. Right hand for Bubba Ray on the floor, back in - right for T, right for D-Von, right for T, right for D-Von, "Iblockyourpunchyoudon'tblockmine" for a returning Bubba, right, right, but D-Von manages to get one in - make that three. Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, T joins him for a double stompdown. Bubba Ray pulls him to centre, then drops a forearm. D-Von drops a forearm. T asks them to go outside, and let him have him alone. Scoop...and a slam. T off the ropes with the kneedrop. Tag to Bubba Ray. Scoop...and a slam. "Now you die!" D-Von with "What are you doing?" "D-Von!" "What?" "Let's get the damn tables." Booker T takes the chance to get in a bitchslap or two as the table it put in - the Dudleyz stay on the outside while T gets it ready. T has him in the front face and is going for the suplex...but Angle blocks! Another block! Third attempt - it's ANGLE with a suplex! Both Dudleyz come in - and they both get forearms for their troubles. Bubba runs at him - backdrop over the top rope to the outside! Ducks a swing from T - German suplex! D-Von put through the ropes! Angle goes outside as well - right for D-Von - Angle takes the table out on the floor and turns it ninety degrees. D-Von with a right - right, right, right...aha, now I see why he set it up that way - D-Von runs at Angle, but he catches him in a belly-to-belly overhead suplex - BUT THE TABLE DOESN'T BREAK!! That'll ruin their plans. Bubba Ray comes over - forearm in the back - again - open-handed slap - Angle fires back - now they're trading punches - now it's Angle alone - and now Angle is back over to D-Von with a right. Setting up that table again - a SECOND belly-to-belly overhead suplex breaks that table. (11:10) Angle back in the ring - Booker T ducks the clothesline - gutshot - off the ropes with the axe kick! T breakdances back up, pissing off Ross completely. T with some words for the crowd...and of he ends up walking into an OLYMPIC SLAM! Unfortunately, he doesn't hit the table square, and THAT one doesn't break Ross: "I wonder where these tables came from - Dudleyville, the Dudleyville lumber company?" Bubba Ray back in - trying to set up the table but one of the legs it toast - so he sets it up in the corner. Angle back up - right, tossed through the ropes. T with a forearm to Angle - but the whip is reversed and T makes SURE it breaks THIS time! (12:14) Man, Angle's gonna get five jobs out of three people - two men left. Right for Bubba Ray, Dudley fires back, Angle, Dudley, Angle, Dudley, Angle, Angle, Angle, crowd chants "Angle" (!), whip attempt is reversed by Dudley, pulled into a short clothesline but Angle ducks THAT...waistlock grabbed, but Dudley's trick knee acts up. Dudley going for a clothesline - Angle ducks but Hebner doesn't....ohhh he goes down. This is the cue for NICK PATRICK to amble out. Dudley chops Angle down - elbowdrop. Forearm to the head. Dudley outside...and coming back in, bringing a table with him. Dudley sets the table up - crowd chanting again - Dudley setting him up for the powerbomb, but Angle slides down the back - forearm in the back - going for the Olympic Slam - but Patrick moves the table out of the way! Angle is unhappy, and Patrick senses it...he goes to hightail it, only to be met outside the ring - head to the announce table! Again! Angle climbs onto the table and clamps on the Anglelock on Patrick! But THEOLD STONE COLD is out and sprinting over to the announce table - forearm in the back breaks up the anklelock! Repeated forearms in the back by Austin - Angle rolled into the ring - KICK WHAM STUNNER. Austin feeds him to Bubba Ray, who powerbombs him through the table. No ref, but we'll assume the bell rings here. (15:04) They play *Austin's* music...but not for long, as KANE, JERICHO & THE APA are out again - Austin hotfoots it through the crowd. Austin's music plays again as our final shot is of Angle in the remains of a table...out like a light. War Zone credits, WWF logo, see ya later! BOOKER T (Houston, Texas - 256 pounds - with RAW is brought to you by Vin Diesel IS Triple X, a strange meat product IS Slim Jim, and a glorified speed alternative IS Stacker 2!) v. CHRIS BENOIT (Edmonton, Alberta - 229 pounds) to decide the #1 contender to the unified intercontinental championship referee: NICK PATRICK I hope Fit Finlay walks out and watches this match! Lockup, arm wringer by Benoit, T reverses, grabs a waistlock - shoves T into the ropes, T with a shoulderblock. T has taped ribs, did I mention? Lockup, arm wringer by T, Benoit shoves him into the corner, Patrick wants the break and gets it for a microsecond before Benoit drives his shoulder into those injured ribs, shoulder, shoved back into the corner, pulled out and shoved back again, forearm in the small of the back, into the ropes, T ducks the clothesline and gives Benoit a crescent kick. Chop, chop, whip is reversed into a gutshot by Benoit - Benoit with a backbreaker across the knee - 1, 2, no. T put into the corner back first. Benoit pulls him up - snap suplex. Cover, tix onsale crawl, 1, 2, no. European elbow, T elbows back, elbow, Benoit elbows, T reverses a whip attempt and pulls him into a big kick. Benoit chop, chop, in the ropes, reversed, T with a sleeper - Benoit turns in and gives T a death suplex. Benoit shakes it off and starts to...remove a turnbuckle cover from the second rope. Right, right by T, right by Benoit, T, Benoit, T, T chops, slap, into the ropes, big back body drop out. Clothesline. Benoit put in the ropes, Benoit ducks, but T hits a flying jalapeno. Benoit into the ropes again - T with a big spinebuster! T is going up top...but Benoit is back on his feet. So T gives him a missile dropkick instead! 1, 2, NO! Kick doubles Benoit over - T off the ropes...took too long, Benoit slips away from the axe kick! Right to the ribs by Benoit - grabs the waistlock - T back elbow, elbow, Benoit forearm in the back, grabs the waistlock again - German suplex! Benoit holding on - TWO! THREE! T back elbow, elbow, FINALLY unclasping his hands - tries a standing switch but Benoit also throws a mean elbow...off the ropes, ducks T's clothesline, waistlock - FOUR! And a bridge! 1, 2, NO! Benoit tries another suplex, T is out, Benoit ducks the roundhouse, Benoit with a slap, into the corner, T is up and over, crisscross rollup out - 1, 2, NO! Benoit runs T into the exposed eyebolt...then takes him down and applies the Crippler crossface! I didn't see him tap, but Patrick calls for the bell - either he gave up or he's out cold. (5:53) Benoit takes on van Dam next week. Replay shows T *did* tap - just the camera angle, okay. WELL IT'S THE BIG SHOW (Tampa, Florida - 500 pounds) v. SPIKE DUDLEY (Dudleyville - 150 pounds) referee: Robinson Spike gives an expository glance at Bischoff on his way to the ring. Spike with a shoulder in the gut - lookit him bounce! Dropkick - is swatted away. Well it's the big stomp. Show rips off Dudley's shirt - stomp, stomp. Walks over his chest. Wow, is Spike WHITE. Knee to the (taped, natch) ribs. Well it's the big ram into the turnbuckle. Well it's the big forearm to the small of the back. ahhhhhhhhhhhTHECHOKESLAAAAAM - for some reason, I don't think he'll get up from that. 1, 2, 3. (1:03) Bischoff motions to Show to get a table. Show, get the table! But before Show can do anything, BUBBA RAY DUDLEY is out with an uppernut, chop, chop, chop, whip doesn't happen - Show attacks the injured arm. Show chokeslams Bubba Ray through Spike AND the table! Show yuks it up and so does Bischoff. Play his music!

^So which chick is she?

The second chick in the top row looks cute. Kobe's fuck toy actually is probably one of the better looking chicks there but not worth possibly ruining his basketball career over.

Interesting report from ESPN about possibly a large quanity of drugs found in Kobe's hotel room.

There was some blurb about hearing loud noises coming from the room which could mean many things of course. Oh and no need for a witness when it comes to seeing them go into the room together because Kobe already admitted to having sex with her.

Well the old saying, well not be that old, is that no matter how hot a woman you see there is a guy out there who is tired of fucking her. That holds especially true to famous guys who can have any woman they want. Let's be honest Kobe was stupid to get married so young.

Errr its not quite murder but I'm dreading this turning into another white people all think he's guilty and black people all think he's innocent thing. Let's hope Cochran doesn't get involved.

Of course you have to defend him until he's proven guilty. Saying shit like that only fuels the fire to people who will defend the guy no matter what even if he is proven guilty. Just see O.J. and Mike Tyson. Yeah okay O.J. didn't get convicted but we all know that story.