WWE SURVIVOR
SERIES 2003
(11/16/03)
Hey there party
people, I'm your lovable host of very
limited PPV recappery, Sean Carless, and welcome to
the Survivor Series! The event that caused the complete
unraveling and subsequent destruction of Bret Hart's
life and mental wellbeing! Many of us can no
doubt relate to this phenomenon as it pertains
to WWE pay-per-views. We feel your pain, Bret.
Clearly.
Were are LIVE from
Dallas Texas! Yes Texas. And yes, Booker T is wrestling
tonight, so I think it's fair to say he'll know the
exact location of every light in the arena by evening's
end. You know, I don't know why Book even bothers
to show up when booked in the Lone star state anymore.
It never works out for him.
Onto the
Show~!
TEAM ANGLE: Kurt Angle,
Chris Benoit, John Cena, Bradshaw & Hardcore Holly
vs. TEAM LESNAR: Brock Lesnar, A-Train, Big Show, Nathan
Jones & Matt Morgan
It
was strange seeing Smackdown's Main Event (barring the
*ahem* WAR that will be Undertaker/ Vince)
curtain-jerking here, but actually this wasn't the
first time the WWE Champion opened up Series. The
other time was in 1990 when Ultimate Warrior captained
his team of Animal, Hawk & Kerry Von Erich in the
evening's opener. And yes, much like life
itself, Hawk & Von Erich didn't survive that
night either. Oh well.
The commentators almost
immediately put over the sheer size of the team
nicknamed "Team Beef", which to me sounds like the name
of an especially disturbing gay porno movie. Or, it
could be a slap in the face to Chris Benoit, whose home
province of Alberta's lucrative cattle
industry is currently being crippled by
a mad cow disease scandal. I wouldn't put it past
WWE to create a subtle insult to our nation through a
team name no one on earth would get or understand. Or
maybe that was just my joke.
Whatever.
The match is now
underway, and BIG TIME MAIN EVENTER Hardcore Holly, gets
himself disqualified right out of the hop, for
channeling the same rage and intensity he had when he
bested Mantaur 8 years ago. Which I think is the last
time this motherfucker won a match. Huh. And all he had
to do to get a main event program was be really
unprofessional at his job. Go figure. By this logic, I
should go throw a hot cup of coffee in a co-worker's
face tomorrow. I'll be VP by
lunch.
Anyway, with
the huge gaping void (not Lita) left by Bob Holly's
absence, and because no one could find the
phone number of other potential "main
eventers" Koko B. Ware, Sonny Trout and Iron Mike
Sharpe to take his place, Kurt Angle's team is left at a
serious disadvantage. However, Bradshaw remedies this
almost immediately, acting as the
proverbial bottle of "Nair" to A-Train, cutting him
down with the "Clothesline from Hell",
and sending him back to the showers, where his
copious amounts of body hair will no doubt soak up all
the water, and cause a drought in Texas. Almost
immediately after though, Bradshaw misses another
clothesline on (Well it's the) Big Show,
and gets eliminated after a
choke-slam.
Anyway,
this just leaves Benoit, Angle and Cena against Show,
Lesnar, Morgan and ex-con Nathan Jones, whom
I'm somewhat upset never had the opportunity to
pair up with Bradshaw tonight, seeing that both have
likely beared witness to more
collective shower-room rapes than any two on the
roster. Oh well. Out next is Matt Morgan by way of Kurt
Angle and his Angle slam after Nathan Jones accidentally
kicked him in the face. WAIT. NATHAN JONES HIT A KICK?
Dear Lord, that's a first. Turns out though he was
probably aiming for Benoit who was on the apron. But
hey, whatever, you take what you can
get. However, Nathan the Milkman doesn't get
much of a chance to celebrate executing his first
ever actual contact in pro-wrestling, because he taps
out to Angle's Anklelock several seconds later. He
then goes back to the dressing room and resumes his role
of providing internally manufactured
creamer straight from his glands for Vince
McMahon's coffee. Got to love Pro wrestling. The only
place on Earth a man's chest can produce milk,
but a Diva's cannot. Anyway, in just about the same
time it took me to pen that terrifying visual, Kurt
Angle is quickly scooped up from behind and F-5'd by
Lesnar to get eliminated. Holy shit. This fucking match
is like watching the movie Final Destination on fast
forward.
Anyway, we're
down to a standard tag match, as this leaves only
Lesnar & Show against Benoit & Cena. Benoit
eventually, after several attempts, snares Lesnar in the
cross-face for the shocking tap-out. Cena then
gets a blind tag, as Show choke-slammed
Benoit, and crowns Show with his chain and
manages to get him up for the F-U and scores the winning
pin. Man, that was one rushed match. I guess Vince
decided this match would only last about as long as it'd
take for him to finish masturbating to Brock's
team.
Winners &
Survivors: Chris Benoit & John Cena, who shake
hands after that match. They would have hugged, by
that's a physical impossibility for
Chris.
-Vince and Shane have a
moment backstage. Vince then somehow
secretly steals more of Shane's youth, as I get the
visual of there being a secret picture of a hundred year
old Vince hidden somewhere in Titan Tower ala Dorian
Gray. But seriously,
something's fishy. Shane seems to age like 5 years
every time I see him. From there, Vince runs into
Stone Cold in the hallway, and the two exchange
laughs at each other's expense. I suspect Steve was
really laughing though because he makes almost two
million dollars a year for just driving a
fucking dune buggy around. I'd be all smiles
too.
(C) Molly Holly
w/ hymen vs. Lita w/o hymen: Women's
Title.
Never in the history of
wrestling have two different women been more juxtaposed.
Molly Holly of course is renowned for being a real-life
virgin, while Lita could likely identify the penises of
many of the world's most famous luchadors from a police
line up. Molly's virginity however makes her
beloved with fans around the world, as they too can
relate to her vow of celibacy. Unfortunately for
them though, Molly is only a virgin by choice. Poor
bastards.
Anyway, this
is Lita's first title shot since returning from a one
year injury after breaking her neck on the set of Dark
Angel. Funny, the only injury I'd get on the
set of Dark Angel is carpel tunnel syndrome from
masturbating to Jessica Alba. But god bless Lita. No one
can say she just limits her spot blowing to the ring.
Anyway, Molly carries Lita's Sabu-esque
offense (HOMICIDAL! SUICIDAL! GENOCIDAL! Umm,
SPERMICIDAL!) to a decent match here. Lita
dominates much of the offense, hitting a big powerbomb,
and a follow-up Russian leg sweep, or leg sweep as
it's known in the former Soviet Union, to set up a
potential Moonsault, which was of course invented by
Buzz Aldrin in 1969, then cut from the moon landing
video. True story. However, Molly rolls clear, and hits
a huge Molly Go Round for an incredibly close two count.
Man, for a proud virgin, I find it ironic that her
finish sees her hurl her vagina upside down into your
face. If I was able to ever pick my own death, this is
how I'd like to go out. Molly, then out
of desperation, loosens the 2nd turnbuckle and drop-toe
holds Lita face first into the exposed metal for the
win.
Winner and STILL
champion: Molly Holly. The only person involved in
wrestling outside of Stacy Keibler to own real breasts.
And sadly, this list also includes The Rock. Who
knew?
/5
-Kane/Shane video
package. Botched limo decapitations, battery
cables to the nuts, and flaming dumpsters. It's
just a shame they couldn't have thrown the collective
works of Brian Gerwirtz into that dumpster too
while they had the chance.
Kane vs. Shane McMahon: Ambulance Match.
What is WWE's
fucking preoccupation with having matches
where you stuff people into things? God forbid someone
get fucking pinned in a match. Anyway, this is of course
an "Ambulance Match" which is basically just a poor
man's casket match. Or maybe a rich man's, because
Ambulance's cost more than caskets. I don't
know. All I do know is the only way you "win"
this match is to put your opponent inside the Ambulance
and CLOSE THE DOOR. The Humanity!
"I hate you SO Much, I'm
going to roll you into a vehicle specifically designed
to get you to a hospital as fast as possible, thus
stopping any potential long-term injuries! FEEL MY
WRATH!"
Anyway, the
two men go at it right away, and Shane ends up hitting a
flying elbow through the Spanish announce table. Poor
Hugo and Carlos. They usually get another two hours to
prepare themselves before their world explodes
all around them. They take the
carnage backstage and Shane backs an SUV into Kane
sending him cascading through some
glass. Considering what Shane's done to Kane
in the last month though, this is like the equivalent of
a fucking chinlock. The shark wasn't just jumped
here, he was harpooned and eaten. Shane then grabs a
walkie talkie, and says "send it!" Wait. Where the fuck
did he get a walkie talkie from? That shit just
materialized out of no where. Man, Shane's like a
real life equivalent to Solid Snake, carrying tons
of fucking shit on him, but none of it is visible. In
the ensuing chaos, there's some audio glitches, and we
hear a phantom voice say "I'm at the end of my
rope". I can only assume that this is a member of WWE
creative about to commit suicide after reading a
draft of Stephanie's impending RAW script. Or perhaps,
it's God himself, relaying how we all feel about this
feud. Anyway, back in the arena, the two brawl in and
around the ambulance. Shane botches a tornado DDT on
top, and of course tries it AGAIN, and yes, Kane doesn't
see it coming. Holy shit, Kane's as bad as one of HBK's
opponents who always turn around despite that ominous
loud thumping behind them only meaning one fucking
thing. Shane then grabs a box
of STUFFING, err, LETHAL STUFFING~!, and sets
it beside Kane who is in Shane-Terminator position.
Shane then climbs to the top of the ambulance and
delivers said Terminator, absorbing the blow with the
box of padding. You know, for a guy who just a few weeks
ago tried to decapitate Kane by remote controlling a
limo containing him into the side of a truck, he sure is
suddenly looking out for his best interests.
"Sure I tried to burn you alive again and then
murder you with my car, but damn it, if I don't put this
box down first here, SOMEONE MAY GET SERIOUSLY
HURT". Yup. Shane then tries to stuff Kane
into the ambulance, but Kane reanimates, after
obviously not being incapacitated by the brutal pillowy
box he was just driven through, and tombstones
Shane on the concrete, and then stuffs him
into the Ambulance to win the match... and
negate those 60 plus
consecutive Shane McMahon house show wins over him.
THAT'S HOW YOU MAKE A MAIN
EVENTER~!
Winner: Kane. A man
who's living proof that if you want to maim your arch
rival and rid him from your life for good, it's
probably best not to lay a series of pillows down
for him to fall on.
/5
-Backstage, Brock
claims that he didn't really lose tonight. Hey, it's the
Survivor Series! Losses and undefeated streaks don't
count here. History has proven it. Anyway, Goldberg
enters and introduces himself to Lesnar, thus negating
that theory from Timecop
that two entities of identical matter cannot
exist in the same space. Fucking Timecop. Next thing you
know, they'll tell us using a device
to apprehend criminals on the lam through
various stages of time isn't possible
either.
-Jonathan
Coachman comes out to the ring, cutting a
brief promo, informing us that doctors have cleared
him... to do...something? Wait, why would you
need medical clearance to contribute absolutely nothing
to the industry? Man. He then interviews
Dallas Mavericks owner Mark Cuban who
is sitting at ringside. Cuban states that he can't wait
for Austin to beat up Bischoff, which brings out Easy E.
himself. Bischoff invites Cuban into the ring as the
crowd chants "Cuban" repeatedly, marking the first and
only time you'll hear Texans speak of a Cuban with
any sort of affection. Cuban shoves Bischoff down
but Randy Orton materializes out of thin
air for the Sports-center moment and RKO's
Cuban. JR then flips out in disgust over this,
but I laugh to myself at the prospect of Orton renaming
his RKO "The Trade Embargo" for one night just so I
could hear JR bellow "Cuban's
suffering the effects of a cruel Trade Embargo!" Sadly,
this only amuses me, and I get puzzled stares from
the other people in the room. Perhaps it's because I
don't live here and just broke in and turned on their TV
about an hour ago.
Maybe.
-Backstage, Evolution
parties with strippers. LADIES LOVE TRIPLE H. Or at
least *someone* on Creative wrote it that way. Man,
who'd have a vested interest in suddenly portraying
him as an irresistible sex symbol? What a head
scratcher.
Los Guerreros vs. (C)
Homolition: (The Bashams) : WWE TAG TEAM
TITLES
For the record, The
Bashams are still wearing their homoerotic S& M gear
here. However, I'm guessing the "S" part is directed at
us, the viewing audience who is subjected to their push,
while creative itself provides the "M" by
subjecting them to this terrible fucking gimmick.
Poor hapless bastards. Even worse though, is the fact
that they seem to create a reaction coming out and in
the ring, so void of heat, that there has never
been a sub-temperature recorded in human history that it
could be properly gauged against. The fact that
Eddie Guerrero, IN TEXAS, couldn't get the fans to
care is a testament to this fact. Dear God. These guys
are the wrestling version of the fucking Ice age. Maybe
they can form an alliance with the equally heatless
A-Train. After all, every Ice-Age needs a Woolly
Mammoth.
Anyway, since I could
care less (I could actually.) I'm going to bottom line
this one. Guerrero's look good at first, but
eventually The Bashams regain the advantage after a
double slingshot on the ropes,
ridiculously called by Cole "a classic Basham
double team maneuver". Classic? Dear God. I guess
by this logic Orlando Jordan is a grizzled veteran, and
fucking Jon Heidenreich is a Hall of Famer.
Anyway, eventually, after interfering several
times, Shaniqua gets dragged into the ring, and Eddie
frog splashes her, so Chavo can give her a
spanking. Ha. In real life, diving onto a woman with
your body and knocking her out so your buddy can touch
her ass gets you jail time. Trust me on that. But
don't worries, I am appealing.
With that said, Chavo
looks to possibly finish a Basham with his tornado
ddt (the one with no personality in the black
pleather pants. Oh.) but he accidentally kicks Eddie
with his foot, and the distraction is enough for Doug to
roll him up as he checked on his fallen uncle for the
win.
Winners and still
champions of a world, somewhere out there, who hopefully
care about them, because no one here does: The Bashams.
/5
-Video package for the
Austin vs. Bischoff feud. This whole animosity stems
from the fact that Eric once fired Austin in WCW
because he couldn't find a way to market a guy in "black
trunks and black boots". Ya, clearly there was no money
to be made in WCW by a bald guy with a goatee that fits
that description...
Team Austin (HBK, Booker T., RVD, & The
Dudleys) vs. Team Bischoff (Y2J, Randy Orton, Christian,
Mark Henry & Scott Steiner;)
Poor Lance
Storm. He was apparently originally supposed to be a
part of this match, to further his push, but WWE opted
to put HBK in at the last minute. Lance was however
compensated by the office by being given a huge
penis. Heh. I can just imagine that
conversation. Office: "Lance, we've decided to
instead stick you with a huge dick".
Lance: " HHH is making a me a member of
Evolution?". Haha, Ok, maybe not. But I like my
version of the story better.
Anyway, this was easily
the best match of the night, made even better once they
got the fucking luggage out of the way. And speaking of
which, Scott Steiner and his chain-mail hat is the
first to go, after The Dudleys gave him a
tandem neckbreaker and Booker finished him with the
Book-End. And just in time too. His shift guarding the
one true cup of Christ was about to begin. That was
close. Almost immediately after, The World's Strongest
Man (you know once the other 16 dudes who beat him in
the Olympics die) Mark Henry pins Booker with the
"World's Strongest Slam". But hey, how do you know
it's the Strongest in the World unless you take every
one? Yup. Soon after, Henry bites the dust (and probably
any food he can get his hands on backstage! Did I
mention those hands could tear PHONE BOOKS in half?)
after The Dudleys gave him a 3D and RVD hit the five
star frog-splash. The three then gang pin Henry to send
him packing. Henry then goes backstage and crushes
some APPLES and bends random metal bars in ANGUISH AND
FRUSTRATION, and just because that's what really strong
guys do in their spare time according to WWE. Out
next is RVD, whose fucking "Educated Feet" get
umm, sent home from school early? courtesy of
an RKO by Orton. Out next is both Dudleys in
succession, as D-Von goes out by Jericho after a
twilling flashback (which clearly should have been
how Rob went out), and Christian takes Bubba out with an
Unprettier. Fortunately, Bubba wasn't that pretty to
start with, so it's all good. This just leaves HBK all
by his lonesome against Orton, Jericho &
Christian.
All three men
take it to Michaels, who gets busted wide open on the
outside by being sling-shotted into the post by
Christian. CHRISTIAN ON CHRISTIAN VIOLENCE~! A feud
between these two makes so much sense on so many levels.
I mean, Armageddon is coming next month, right?
IT'S PERFECT. Hell, they can even bring Rhyno back
to RAW and add him to the equation. BEWARE THE MARK OF
THE (MAN) BEAST! Christian then rolls HBK back
inside, but he manages to get
off a sudden superkick on Christian and falls
atop of him for the pin! Jericho comes in and beats him
down immediately, and after a brief HBK comeback,
Jericho misses a lionsault, but ducks a HBK superkick
attempt and looks to apply the Walls; however,
HBK counters out with an inside cradle that gets the
pin! Jericho however, grabs a chair and nails HBK after
his elimination.
This just leaves Orton
vs. HBK. It's Creation vs. Evolution, round two, and
considering Orton seems to be
disturbingly sprouting wood here, I can only assume
he must be representing Homo Erectus. Orton goes
for a cover, but HBK kicks out at two. The referee then
gets wiped out after Orton and HBK crashed into him
after a cross body attempt. HBK then looks to
finish Orton with some Sweet Chin Music,
but Bischoff runs in and attacks Michaels with
some of his patented Kung-Food offense, but Austin
returns the favor by stunning Orton. It's anybody's
match here, when suddenly Batista runs in,
strangely sans pants, and gives HBK a sit-out powerbomb.
I could have sworn Batista was wearing clothes at
the Evolution party earlier. Funny, when I
plan to run in and spontaneously attack a guy, I don't
suddenly get the urge to kick my pants off first. Oh,
Batista then pulls Orton on top, and he gets the winning
pin!
Winner &
Sole Survivor: Randy Orton; As a result, this "ends"
Steve Austin's WWE career. Oh noes! Who'll be put over
the talent that actually has to go out and make a
living wrestling for the company now? Ah, I
kid.
-After the
match, Austin helps up HBK who says he's sorry. Austin
then says "What the fuck are you jabbering on
about? I'll be back in three weeks
anyway."
[Sean's note from 2007:
And he was! This time as a "Sheriff". I guess he figured
the best way to get out of future Domestic abuse
charges was for he himself to become the arresting
officer....]
Austin
then comes back to the ring for his farewell, and
tells the crowd that he started his career in
Dallas. From there, Coach comes out with "security"
and clearly not independent wrestlers. All cops
have crew cuts and tribal tattoos after all. Austin
then beats the shit out of Coach to the delight of the
crowd. I could point out that a white guy with
a skinhead was destroying a black man who was
begging for mercy as rednecks cheered him on, but
even fucking Carrot Top is blacker than
Coach, so no harm, no foul.
Vince McMahon vs. The Undertaker:
Buried Alive, which ironically enough is also the
working title for Rob Van Dam's
autobiography.
Cole puts over
that this is Undertaker's "match", which is ironic
because he's lost almost all of them. Same with Hell in
a Cell's and Casket matches. By this
same logic, I guess Cole would be a hit with a
ladies, and great at his
job. Hilariously, one of Tazz's
"Key's to victory" earlier for Vince was: "Avoid
the Hole". Sound advice that
someone should have probably given Sylvain
Grenier when he first came to the WWE. Could have
probably saved him a lot of grief. But seriously, how is
that even advice to Vince? That'd be like saying to
someone heading into combat: "Avoid being shot",
wouldn't it?
Jesus.
Anyway,
Undertaker decimates Vince from the opening bell,
and busts him wide open, much like HBK was in the
previous encounter. Man, you have
to wonder how many innocent lives could have been
saved with transfusions from this
fucking PPV. Oh well. All you'd have to do is
show them a video of Mark Henry wrestling from earlier,
and they'd willingly give their lives. Clearly. From
there, Undertaker WORKS VINCE'S LEG. Why? What sense
does that make? That'd be like stomping on a guy's toes
in a boxing match. In what possible way would this
completely incapacitate Vince to be buried
alive? Dear
lord.
Soon
after, Taker gets a shovel and smashes it over Vince's
head. Normally, this is enough to umm, kill a normal
senior citizen, but not Vince! Being the head of a
corporation makes you impervious to harm! Go ahead and
try and run Donald Trump over some time. Your car will
just explode around him! It's true. Taker then crushes
Vince's ankle with the steel steps, and carries him to
the gravesite. But before he can roll him into the
grave, Vince gets a desperation
low-blow and hits Taker in the head with the
shovel. Undertaker of course no sells it too, and
pulls Vince into the hole (I guess he didn't listen to
Tazz's sage advice after all).
From there,
Undertaker looks to have Vince beat, when he goes
toward the back-hoe parked over by the grave,
to dump the dirt on Vince to finish... when
suddenly a pyro explosion goes off
and "blinds" him as Kane climbs out of the loader
and peppers Taker with a few punches and rolls him into
the grave after pulling Vince out. Vince then drops
a huge load of soil onto Taker for the "win". Oh, ok.
But just one question: How does being BLIND
knock you out cold? Who knew PARALYSIS was a side-effect
of lack of vision! It's a miracle people
like Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles can even walk!
Clearly in their state they should be confined to
wheel chairs! Yup.
Winner: Vincent
Kennedy McMahon. The future of the business. He really
needed the rub here if he's ever going to go onto
accomplish anything in this
industry....
/5
-HHH vs.
Goldberg video package. $100,000 bounty collected by
Batista. I guess when the other "bounty hunters"
were Rodney fucking Mack and Steven Richards, it
wasn't exactly a close race. It's just a shame they
aborted what appeared to be a HBK/Goldberg rivalry. I
was hoping to see a match between the two, just to see
who God roots for. Or maybe I just wanted them to rename
No Way Out "Yahweh Out" for a
future match between them. Oh
well.
HHH w/ Ric Flair vs. (C) Goldberg w/ 4
more months of mediocrity to go: World Heavyweight
title
Got to love the fact
that there's been no mention of whether or not
Undertaker is STILL FUCKING ALIVE. They just
immediately segue to the World Title match. I'd
love to see other forms of entertainment
also gloss over really important
information for upcoming hyperbole like WWE.
"We have just learned that a nuclear strike has
taken place on American soil. Millions are possibly
dead. Stay tuned for
Frasier!"
Anyway, Trips is back
from his HHHoneymoon, and is totally bloated. In
fact, he looks like he may have polished off
one of those six-foot wedding cakes all by
himself. Either that, or one of the boys in the
back has ribbed him by putting gravy in his water
bottle.
Goldberg is of course
coming into this thing "injured" after Batista collected
the bounty and took out his ankle; but hey, if you
really wanted to incapacitate Goldberg enough
to win back your belt, I'd just encase myself in glass,
and when he instinctly punches through it and lacerates
himself again, I'd wait until he bled out enough to the
point where he passes out completely, and then
pin him. Of course that's just
me....
With that
said, Goldberg actually does a decent job of
selling the ankle as HHH worked over his leg with a
number of leglocks. Strangely, we seem to running a
little late, and this one is likely going to
get cut down due to time restraints. What can you
say, sometimes miracles do happen. Goldberg ends up
making a comeback with some clotheslines, but Flair ends
up handing Trip's a pair of brass knuckles, which he
uses, but this only gets two. Hunter
then gets frustrated with Hebner's count
and drops his patented "angry ref-hating
armpit" onto Baby Earl taking him out of the equation.
Flair tries again to get involved but this just
lights a fire Menorah under
Goldberg, and he gets press slammed by Goldberg for
his troubles. HHH of course grabs
his trusty sledgehammer from there, but Goldberg gets a
hold of it, and takes out the other members of Evolution
who try and interfere, before dropping it in lieu of his
own hammer... the jackhammer, bitch, which was preceded
by a spear to retain the title. Speaking of hammers, I'm
surprised WWE hasn't had Goldberg bring a literal
jackhammer into this feud to counteract sledgy. It seems
like something WWE would do seeing how
painfully clichéd they are sometimes. But then again, I
forgot, Linda McMahon banned all piledrivers,
remember?
HIYO.
Winner & Still
World Heavyweight Champion: Goldberg. I wonder if he'll
make it to Chanukah with the belt. I can't imagine that
huge belt getting over too well in Synagogue, though.
Moses wasn't exactly too forgiving on
those Golden idols, remember? WHO'S NEXT!...TO READ
FROM THE TORAH!
End
show.
FINAL THOUGHTS: Total one match
Pay-per-view here. But everything else was completely
inoffensive, and relatively decent. It's just a shame
the Ambulance took off with Shane so fast. Once they dig
up Undertaker, that'd have probably really came in
handy. By the way, speaking of which, IS THE
MOTHERFUCKER EVEN ALIVE? No one's said anything
yet. When the arena staff cleans up that dirt tomorrow,
they're in for one hell of a
surprise...
Thumbs
up.
/5