Live from Mississippi Coliseum | Jackson, MS | Crowd Size: 9,456
SEGMENT ONE
Dynamite’s cold open reveals Johnny Lawrence and Miguel Diaz standing in the backstage area, their newly won AEW Tag Team Championships proudly displayed on their shoulders.
Johnny Lawrence: Cobra Kai is back, baby! Strong than ever! This—[slaps belt on his shoulder]—this is what happens when a Sensei teams up with his star pupil! We’re the champs, Diaz!
Miguel Diaz: [half-heartedly correcting] Uh, Johnny, it’s Xolo—
Johnny Lawrence: [interrupting] Quiet! How many times have I had to tell you, it’s Sensei.
Miguel Diaz: My bad, Sensei.
Johnny Lawrence: Remember, Diaz, Cobra Kai transcends the dojo. It’s a way of life, in and out of the ring. No mercy!
Miguel Diaz: [giving up, realizing Lawrence has blurred the lines of fiction and reality long ago] So, Sensei, whatever happened with that babe of yours?
Johnny Lawrence: [eyes widening, nostalgic grin] Ally? Oh man, yeah. After Cruel Summer, she went back to Colorado to finalize her divorce. [leans in] We had a moment… but, I don’t know, it’s complicated…
Miguel Diaz: What do you mean? You’ve been trying to get her back since you were in high school.
Johnny Lawrence: [serious] Yeah, but now she’s got kids…
Miguel Diaz: [flabbergasted] What? Of course she’s got kids… no offense, but you guys are like… old… She might even have grandkids by now!
Johnny Lawrence: [offended] Whoa, whoa! I’m not old, Diaz! I’m vintage! Like a fine wine, or the original Nintendo! [taking a moment to reflect] And grandkids? No way! Ally’s too hot for grandkids! She’s—she’s like a MILF! No, wait… a GILF? No, scratch that, that’s weird…
Before the conversation can continue, Max Caster and Anthony Bowens, the Acclaimed, stumble through the backstage area, interrupting them.
Miguel Diaz: Hey guys, I wanted to thank you for the assist in our title match against A-Town Down Under, we appreciated—
Johnny Lawrence: [interrupting, sternly] We didn’t need your help. Cobra Kai fights its own battles!
Max Caster: [smirking] Sure, whatever you say ‘Sensei.’ Either way, don’t get it twisted—we weren’t doing you any favors, you just so happened to be in the right place at the right time. After we toss A-Town Down Under’s asses into that dumpster at Sympathy for the Devil, we’re coming for those tag titles.
Johnny Lawrence: [smugly] Yeah? Well, we’ll be waiting. Cobra Kai’s ready to show the world what we’re capable of, starting tonight with Beer Money, Inc. We’ve seen brothers team, best friends, fathers and sons, but none of the compares to a Sensei and his star pupil! [shakes head] We’re unstoppable!
Anthony Bowens: [rolling his eyes] You’re delusional, Lawrence.
The Acclaimed walk off, leaving Diaz and Lawrence alone once more. Johnny’s eyes are fixed in the direction that Bowens and Caster headed.
Miguel Diaz: [concerned] Sensei, everyone’s coming after us. The Acclaimed, A-Town Down Under… shouldn’t we, I don’t know, focus on Beer Money, Inc. tonight?
Johnny Lawrence: [dismissively] Please, we’re not wasting time on two middle-aged dudes with beer guts. They’re not a threat, they’re just a 12-step program waiting to happen.
Miguel Diaz: [sighs] So, if Beer Money, Inc. isn’t our priority, what is?
Johnny Lawrence: I need you to help me download our championship render from the internet so I can send it to Ally. You know, chicks dig gold, Diaz. It’s like… a law of nature. So, do I just fax it to TikTak or SpaceBook?
Miguel Diaz: [defeated] What?! No! That’s not even remotely close!
Johnny Lawrence: Ah, I get it, you send it to OnlyFans. That’s where all the real action happens, right?
Miguel Diaz: [flabbergasted] Sensei, please don’t put our tag titles on OnlyFans…
Johnny Lawrence: [smugly] Why not? People pay for the good stuff there, right? I’m just sayin’, you combine championship gold with a little skin… Ally won’t be able to resist. Hell, we might even make some cash!
Miguel Diaz: [fully defeated] Sensei, I swear, if I wake up tomorrow and find out we’ve started a tag team title fetish page, I’m done.
In Sami Zayn and Megan Mouse-Zayn’s office, the BWM Inc. Chairs are sitting behind their desk as AEW’s Head of Security, the Big Bossman, paces around the room, visibly stressed.
Sami Zayn: [frantic] Come on, Rob! We need a plan! This curse is driving us crazy. We can’t sleep, and I keep hearing that eerie laugh—like he’s just behind us!
Megan Mouse-Zayn: [frustrated] Yeah, and I’m still trying to wash that blood out of my hair! We need a plan!
Big Bossman: [firmly] Don’t worry, you two. I’ve ramped up security for tonight. We’ve got eyes everywhere… cameras, guards, the whole nine yards. I promise, I won’t let either of you out of my sight.
Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door. Before anyone can answer, the door opens and Mr. Perfect strolls in, holding a small, elaborately wrapped package.
Mr. Perfect: Hey guys! I was just wondering around outside and the FedEx man dropped this off. It’s addressed to Megan.
Big Bossman: [eyes widening in fear, turning to Megan and Sami] Get down!
Without warning, Bossman dives across the room like a linebacker, tackling Mr. Perfect to the floor. The package flies out of Perfect’s hands, and he smashes into the desk neck-first with a loud, unsettling snap. The room goes silent.
Sami Zayn: [horrified] What the hell, Rob? That was a make-up present I got for Megan!
Big Bossman: [scrambling, clearly panicking] I—I’m sorry, Sami! We’ve all been on edge! For all I knew, that package could’ve been full of—worms, or, I dunno, voodoo dolls or somethin’!
Megan Mouse-Zayn: [exasperated] Or it could have just been a gift from my husband!
The camera zooms in on Mr. Perfect, who’s sprawled on the floor, a blissful smile spreading across his face. He’s gazing dreamily at the ceiling, muttering incoherently.
Mr. Perfect: [muttering to himself, in a near-orgasmic state] Oh yes… finally… a neck break… pure perfection…
Sami Zayn: [annoyed] Get him the hell out of here!
The scene ends with Bossman scooping Perfect up, a wet spot visible on the front of his tights.
The opening video package concludes and the pyro sounds, as Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly welcome us to a special Tuesday installment of AEW Dynamite. Tonight, we’ll see Hangman Adam Page and Bryan Danielson go one on one, with the winner to determine additional stipulations for the triple threat match between them and Kenny Omega at Sympathy for the Devil! The winner of the triple threat match will then have their choice between the 60th spot in the Elite Warfare match, or a one-on-one shot at the championship on the first show after the PPV! Kelly says but first, the AEW Tag Team Champions Cobra Kai are set to defend their newly won titles for the first time against Beer Money, Inc!
Match #1 | AEW Tag Team Championships
Cobra Kai (C) (Johnny Lawrence & Miguel Diaz) vs. Beer Money, Inc. (Bobby Roode & James Storm)
As the bell sounds, Miguel Diaz starts things off with the much larger James Storm. Diaz fires off some quick, low martial arts kicks before Storm sends him into the ropes, nailing him with a shoulder block on the rebound. As Diaz regroups, Storm and Roode exchange a few words of strategy in their corner.
Arn Anderson: Beer Money, Inc. is taking a moment to regroup, but they better watch out for the speed and resilience of Cobra Kai.
Diaz charges Storm again, but Storm catches him with a big boot. Diaz is back to his feet, and fires off an arm drag, locking in an arm bar. With the hold still locked in, Diaz makes the tag to Lawrence, who leaps off the top rope with a double ax handle to Storm’s back. Johnny continues where Diaz left off, working the arm. Storm counters with a hip toss and tags in Roode. Roode charges at Lawrence, who surprises him with a crucifix into a roll-up for a two count.
Keven Kelly: I’m continually surprised by the ring awareness of Lawrence, the martial-arts actor turned wrestler. If you didn’t know any better you’d think he was a veteran at times.
Lawrence fires off a sudden enzuigiri , sending Roode back to the mat. James Storm starts to re-enter the ring, but Diaz scouts it, and flies at him with a missile dropkick! Storm falls off the apron and onto the outside, as Lawrence tosses Roode to the outside as well. The crowd erupts as Diaz and Lawrence hit the ropes, launching stereo suicide dives to Beer Money, as all four men are scattered on the floor.
Arn Anderson: Cobra Kai is building the momentum!
As Storm stumbles to his feet, Diaz and Lawrence roll Roode back in the ring. Diaz fires off a superkick, and in tandem Lawrence sends Roode flying backwards with a packaged German suplex. Referee Lance Storm clears Diaz from the ring, and Lawrence follows up with a snap mare that sends Roode into Cobra Kai’s corner. Lawrence tags in Diaz, who goes to the top rope. He flies off with a slingshot elbow drop, as Lawrence hits an elbow of his own.
Kevin Kelly: An impressive display of teamwork from Cobra Kai thus far; maybe Johnny was right, and the Sensei/Pupil combination is what this tag division was missing?
Diaz drops Roode with an atomic drop, and follows up with a running bulldog. He covers, but Roode kicks out at two. Diaz tags Lawrence back in, as commentary praises them for cutting off the ring.
Lawrence continues the assault, stomping Roode’s hand and working the arm. He sends Roode into the corner and follows up with a draping lariat, before slamming Roode down in the center of the ring. Lawrence hits the ropes, and nails a lionsault for yet another near fall.
Arn Anderson: The agility of Johnny Lawrence is something to behold!
Lawrence keeps the pressure on Roode with chops that echo throughout the arena, but he misses the blind tag and is taken down by a stun gun as Storm comes back in. The larger Storm fires off some rights, and boots Johnny into the corner.
Kevin Kelly: And now it’s the veterans back in control!
Storm hits a fallaway slam from the second rope for a near fall of their own, and follows up with a brutal neckbreaker. He tags Roode back in, and they fire off back to back elbow drops as Lance Storm again scrambles to clear the ring.
With Storm back on the outside, Diaz attempts to rally the crowd behind Lawrence from their corner. Roode locks in a cobra clutch as the crowd cheers for Johnny, who briefly manages to escape. However, a drop toe hold sends him crashing to the mat as Roode tags Storm back in, and they again take advantage of the opportunity to double team him with a series of quick leg drops.
Kevin Kelly: Lawrence needs to find a way to tag out, Diaz is fresh, and Cobra Kai needs him in this fight.
Roode looks for a suplex, but slips out and lands on his feet. He sends Roode to the mat with a roundhouse kick, and knocks Storm off the apron with a running knee! Lawrence follows up with a flatliner onto Roode, as he crawls to his corner.
Lawrence finally makes the hot tag, and Miguel comes in on fire, taking Roode down with a crossbody. He follows up with a clothesline, and manages to scout as Storm reenters the ring, looking for a spear. Diaz moves, causing Storm to inadvertently take out Roode with the full force of his spear.
Diaz launches at Storm, sending him back to the outside with a shotgun dropkick. He follows up with a tornado DDT onto Roode for yet another near fall!
Diaz hoists Roode onto his shoulder, flipping him into a sitting pinning situation with the Cradle Shock. Roode kicks out at two once more. As both men stumble to their feet, Roode catches Diaz with a ring-shaking spinebuster, for a near fall of his own.
As they get back to their feet, Diaz stuns Roode with a kick to the gut, and follows up with a northern lights suplex that sends Roode flying into the corner. Before Diaz can follow up, Storm enters the ring, and Lawrence isn’t far behind. Lance Storm can’t control all four men, and it isn’t long before Storm sends Lawrence into the corner, tying him up in a tree-of-woe. Storm then hoists Diaz onto his shoulders, as Roode flies off the top rope with the Doomsday Device!
Roode covers, as referee Lance Storm counts 1…
2…
Diaz kicks out!
Lawrence has rolled back to the apron, and Lance Storm manages to get James Storm back to his corner as well. At this point, he reaches under the ring and pulls out a bottle of beer. He takes a swig, and Roode holds Diaz in place by his arms. As Storm goes to mist Diaz with the beer, he escapes, causing Storm to spit beer in Roode’s eyes!
Diaz uses the distraction for a blind tag to Lawrence, which Roode doesn’t see because of the beer in his eyes. As Roode lunges for Diaz, thinking he’s the legal man, Lawrence catches him out of nowhere with the Crane Kick! Diaz quickly launches himself into Beer Money’s corner, as he topples over the ropes taking James Storm to the outside with him!
Lawrence uses the chaos and confusion to his advantage, covering Roode as Lance Storm counts 1…
2…
3!!!
Winners: Cobra Kai
Match Time: 14:32
As the bell sounds, Roode rolls to the outside to check on Storm. Defeated, Beer Money, Inc. makes the proverbial walk of shame as Cobra Kai celebrates. Diaz and Lawrence grab their belts, and slap the hands of the fans in the front row as they make their way back up the ramp and through the curtain.
Arn Anderson: In an impressive title defense, Cobra Kai is off to a great start as tag team champions!
Kevin Kelly: No doubt about it, Arn. Cobra Kai fought valiantly against the more experienced Beer Money, Inc., and they’re riding high on that momentum here tonight in Jackson!
Almost as quickly as Cobra Kai disappears through the curtain, we see Diaz fly back out, with Lawrence flying back out as well. Within seconds, Slammer and Rip, the Street Sharks, are revealed as the culprits as they continue their assault!
Arn Anderson: Wait a minute, it’s the Street Sharks!
Kevin Kelly: It was Slammer and Rip who put Johnny Lawrence out of action after Cruel Summer, and it appears as if one surprise attack wasn’t enough for them!
The Street Sharks grab Johnny and Miguel, throwing them down the ramp with force. The audience gasps as Cobra Kai rolls back towards the ring, trying to recover.
The merciless assault continues as the Street Sharks decimate Cobra Kai around the ringside area, before finally coming to the commentary table. Amidst the boos, Slammer positions Lawrence and Rip Diaz, as they launch tandem powerbombs that send Cobra Kai right through the table!
The camera focuses on the fallen Cobra Kai, visibly shaken and unable to get up, while Slammer and Rip stand over them, celebrating their dominance.
Kevin Kelly: The Street Sharks have just sent their message loud and clear—they want those tag team titles!
SEGMENT TWO
As we come back from commercial, Arn Anderson says it’s been made official: the Aerial Assassin Will Ospreay will be the special guest on the first installment of Impaulsive! with Logan Paul since the season premiere, next Monday on Dynamite!
Match # 2 | Winner can pick additional stipulation for triple-threat at Sympathy for the Devil
‘The American Dragon’ Bryan Danielson vs. Hangman Adam Page
As the introductions are made, Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly discuss Hangman Adam Page’s victory over Kenny Omega last night on Dynamite, which evened the score between the two ahead of the triple threat at Sympathy for the Devil.
As the bell sounds, the match kicks off with a slower pace than expected. Danielson, ever the strategist, backs into the corner and smirks as Page advances. Page goes for a lock up attempt, and Danielson immediately rolls to the outside. Danielson does a few jumping jacks on the outside, as Hangman circles the ring.
Arn Anderson: It was just two months ago that these two had a classic matchup, where Danielson barely scraped by with a roll-up. The Dragon knows that this is a different Hangman than the one he faced back in August, and he’s trying to get into Hangman’s head here.
Kevin Kelly: If Hangman’s quick to temper, he’s going to make a mistake, just like last time.
Hangman, tired of Danielson’s games, rolls outside, but Danielson quickly slips back into the ring, pulling off his taunt again. This time, Page isn’t having it. With Danielson back on the outside, Hangman follows, taking him down with a thunderous clothesline. The arena erupts as Page slams Danielson against the barricade, sending a clear message that tonight, there will be no games.
Hangman rolls Danielson back inside, and follows closely behind. Danielson charges at him with a clothesline, but Hangman ducks, countering into a double armed DDT. As Danielson stumbles back to his feet, Page sends him back to the outside with a dropkick. He sizes him up, and launches himself through the second rope for a suicide dive. Danielson sidesteps him and shoves Page shoulder-first into the barricade. A sly grin spans the Dragon’s face as he methodically begins to work on Page’s arm, snapping it over the barricade, and his shoulder.
Arn Anderson: Danielson’s trying to neutralize that arm to remove the Buckshot from Hangman’s arsenal. It should also be noted, that it’s only been 24 hours since Hangman had to go toe to toe with Kenny Omega. Danielson’s fresh by comparison.
Danielson rolls in to break the count, and as he comes back through the ropes Page trips him on the apron. Danielson lands back first, before rolling off the apron. Hangman launches himself at Danielson with a springboard clothesline, sending him crashing to the floor. He tosses Danielson back inside and goes to the top rope, hitting him with a huge clothesline that nearly knocks Danielson out of his boots.
Danielson is back on his feet in seconds, though, showing off his veteran instincts. He backdrops Page out of the ring, setting up his patented suicide dive, but Page reverses mid-air with a belly-to-belly suplex on the outside! The tide is turning in Hangman’s favor as he drives Danielson into the steps—hard. Blood starts pouring from Danielson’s forehead after Page rams him into the ring post.
Kevin Kelly: How vicious is Hangman Adam Page? Let’s not forget where all of this started, back in 2022, when these men were friends! It wasn’t until Danielson betrayed AJ Styles, and Omega and Page lost the tag titles that things really started to change for Page.
Back in the ring, Page is still in control until Danielson catches him in a cross arm breaker, again trying to target that arm. Hangman fights out and nails Danielson with a Death Valley Driver, giving himself a brief respite. Page roars to his feet, adrenaline kicking in. A German suplex gives Page a near fall, but as he attempts a second suplex, both men tumble over the ropes and crash to the floor!
Danielson capitalizes on the chaos, pushing Page hard into the post. Now blood is running down his face as well, but that doesn’t stop Page from continuing the assault, dumping Danielson on the steps with a sidewalk slam. In a moment of savage irony, Page mocks Danielson by doing his own jumping jacks as the crowd erupts into a mixture of cheers and boos.
Page sends him back inside, and the blood continues to pour from both men’s faces. Page goes to the top rope, but Danielson charges at him with a vicious kick to the head, knocking him off the rope and onto the apron! Danielson goes after him, but Page counters, dumping Danielson to the floor with the Deadeye!
Arn Anderson: That’s the move he used to beat Kenny Omega last night!
Hangman again sends Danielson back inside, and now he sizes him up from the apron for the Buckshot. As he launches at Danielson, Danielson shocks him as he catches him with the LeBell lock!
Hangman struggles but refuses to tap, somehow breaking the hold by sheer force. Danielson gets sent over the top rope, and as he tries to skin the cat, Hangman nails him with a massive moonsault to the outside. Back in the ring, Page sets up for the Buckshot Lariat, but Danielson dodges and blasts him with a running knee for a near fall!
But suddenly, something snaps in Page. With blood still trickling from his forehead and his arm hanging limp, he grabs Danielson and viciously slams his fist into Danielson’s head over and over again. The referee tries to pull him back, but Page is on a rampage, furiously hammering at Danielson’s skull, blood splattering with each punch.
Arn Anderson: Hangman’s completely lost his cool once more!
The referee threatens disqualification, but Page doesn’t care. He drags a dazed Danielson to his feet, ready to deliver more punishment, when suddenly, Kenny Omega’s music hits! The crowd explodes as Omega rushes down to the ring, sliding in just in time to pull Page off Danielson.
Omega shouts at Page, trying to get through to him, but Hangman shoves Omega away, still seething. Omega gets back in his face, and this time, Page seems to snap back to reality. He takes a step back, chest heaving, as Omega checks on Danielson, who is barely conscious.
As Page exits the ring, Arn Anderson says perhaps there’s some part of the old Hangman still deep down inside, because he didn’t have to stop that assault. Kelly speculates that Page didn’t want to face the wrath of Omega, suggesting he stopped only to protect himself ahead of the triple threat in three weeks.
The camera zooms in on Hangman’s bloodstained face as he stares down his former friend before finally leaving the ring.
Winner: Bryan Danielson via DQ
Match Time: 28:09
In the parking garage outside of the arena, Big Bossman is shown ushering Sami Zayn and Megan Mouse-Zayn towards their car. Bossman walks ahead of them, scanning the area like the hawk – determined to get the couple out of the arena after a thus far successful night in preventing them from feeling the wrath of the curse.
Big Bossman: [looking around] I’m going to make sure you two get outta here safe.
As they approach the car without incident, Sami looks to Bossman.
Sami Zayn: [smirking] We appreciate your dedication tonight, you’ve done a good job. But the coast is clear, you can head back inside.
Big Bossman: [protesting] Are you sure about that? I don’t know, boss, things have been weird lately. I’d feel a lot better if I could watch you drive off.
Sami Zayn: [smugly] Relax, I think we can manage the final five feet to the car. We can handle ourselves from here. Go grab yourself a coffee, or whatever it is you security guards like.
Bossman hesitates, but reluctantly nods and walks away. Sami turns to holding the car door open like a gentleman.
Sami Zayn: [with a smile] After you, m’lady.
Megan starts to step into the car but suddenly screams and jumps back. Sami’s eyes widen in alarm as Paul Heyman casually emerges from the backseat, smiling that signature unsettling smile.
Megan Mouse-Zayn: [shocked] Paul?
Sami Zayn: What the hell is this, Heyman? What are you doing in my car?
Paul Heyman: [calmly raising his finger] Sami, I apologize if I startled Mrs. Zayn. Or, should I say… Mrs. Mouse-Zayn? I’m never quite sure what to call her. Keeping the maiden name, hyphenating… it’s all very modern, isn’t it? Makes things… complicated. I just wanted a quick word with you. Privately.
Sami Zayn: [crossing his arms, his patience wearing thin] A word, huh? You could’ve sent a text, Paul. You didn’t need to pull some creepy backseat ambush. What do you want?
Paul Heyman: [smiling] You see, Sami, I haven’t forgotten about what you did at Retribution. In fact, none of us have. You pulled off what you so gleefully call the “heist of the century.” But as far as we’re concerned, you screwed Roman Reigns out of the AEW World Heavyweight Championship.
Sami’s annoyance quickly turns to defensiveness, but there’s a hint of unease creeping in as he listens. Heyman takes a step closer, his voice dropping in intensity.
Paul Heyman: You had no business getting involved in the Tribal Chief’s match. He doesn’t take too kindly to that sort of thing. And now? Now, you’re going to put him in the 60-man, three-ring Elite Warfare match for the AEW World Heavyweight Championship.
Sami Zayn: [annoyed, scoffing] And why would do that? You think I’m just going to give him a title shot because what, you show up like a horror movie villain? No way, Paul. It’s not happening.
Heyman’s smile doesn’t waver, and from behind him, Roman Reigns steps out of the shadows, his presence looming large. Sami’s confidence falters for a split second, but he quickly puts up a front, his frustration turning into thinly veiled panic.
Sami Zayn: Oh, great, so this is a setup. You’re just going to try and intimidate me into giving you what you want?
Paul Heyman: [sternly] Oh Sami, you’re mistaken. We’re not asking. Either you put Roman in the match, or he’ll take much more than just that title from you. I think the phrase he used was… [leans in] rip your arms off and beat you with them.
Sami looks between Roman and Heyman, the annoyance turning into genuine worry now. He tries to brush it off with a nervous laugh, but the threat is too real to ignore. He turns to Megan, who looks concerned, then back to Heyman.
Sami Zayn: [gritting his teeth] You’re blackmailing me. That’s what this is, right? You really want to go down this road? You think threatening me is going to end well for either of you? This is a big mistake.
Paul Heyman: [calm and calculating] A mistake would be thinking you can avoid what’s coming. You’ve been looking over your shoulder for months now, worried about curses and enemies. But this… [gestures to Roman] this is something you can control. Agree to put Roman in the match, and he’ll leave you alone—until Elite Warfare. After that? Well, then all bets are off.
Sami’s jaw tightens, his mind racing. He knows he’s cornered, and the smug bravado he tries to project can’t quite cover the tension. He glances at Roman, who’s glaring at him with cold determination.
Sami Zayn: [finally, with a deep, reluctant sigh] Fine. Roman’s in. But don’t think for a second that this is the end of it. I won’t forget this.
Paul Heyman: [satisifed] Oh, Sami. We’re counting on it.
Roman steps forward, locking eyes with Sami, making it clear that this is far from over. After a long, tense moment, Roman and Heyman step aside, allowing Sami and Megan to finally get into the car. As they pull away, the scene concludes and screen fades to black.
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