WWE Monday Night Raw Results
Date: July 28, 2025
Location: Little Caesars Arena, Detroit, Michigan
Commentary: Wade Barrett (Play-by-Play), Booker T (Color Commentary)
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Opening Segment:
We open RAW with a black-and-white newsreel style voiceover.
Voiceover: “Previously on Monday Night Raw… Goldberg kicked Bret Hart into another dimension.”
Cut to a live feed from Detroit Mercy Hospital. Goldberg, dressed wrestling gear that screams apology tour, enters Bret Hart’s hospital room holding a bouquet of black roses and a Tim Hortons coffee.
Goldberg: “Bret… listen, man. I’m sorry. That kick was—was a mistake. I was wrong. Dumb. Intense. But I’m here now. To say… I’m sorry.”
Bret Hart: (wearing a neck brace, shades, and holding the Excellence of Execution autobiography) “You’re a dum-dum, Bill. A buffoon. A reckless, jackhammering, bafoon. That kick cost me everything, and all you brought me is decaf?”
Goldberg: (his face darkens) “You know what, Bret? I came here to make peace. But the truth is… I did it on purpose.”
Crowd in arena: GASPS
Goldberg: “I’ve been hurting people on purpose my entire career. Because it feels good. And you? You were just another name on the list.”
With that, Goldberg SMASHES the coffee over the bedrail and lunges at Bret Hart, flipping the bed as sirens blare in the hospital hallway. Nurses flee. Goldberg lets out a primal roar before superkicking a heart monitor.
Barrett (commentary): “Oh my word! Goldberg’s gone absolutely mental!”
Booker T: “This man needs to be arrested, dawg. Not celebrated!”
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Match 1: Mistico vs. Dominik Mysterio
A fast-paced lucha showcase kicks off the in-ring portion of RAW. Dominik enters with “Mami” Rhea Ripley by his side, but the crowd drowns him in boos.
Booker T: “This kid’s got more heat than a Detroit summer, Wade!”
Mistico dazzles with aerial offense: springboard armdrags, tilt-a-whirl headscissors, and a spectacular corkscrew plancha over the top rope. Dominik gets some control with a rope-assisted DDT and attempts a Frog Splash, but Mistico dodges and connects with La Mistica—a spinning hammerlock DDT—into the crossface for the tap!
Winner: Mistico
Barrett: “Mistico just owned Dirty Dom!”
As Mistico celebrates, we cut to an NXT preview:
> Tomorrow Night on NXT:
Grayson Waller hosts the Waller Effect with special guest NXT North American Champion, Carmelo Hayes!
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Match 2: Damian Priest vs. Kalisto
Kalisto sprints out and takes the fight to the Judgment Day’s Archer of Infamy, using lightning-quick kicks and top-rope attacks. A Salida del Sol attempt is caught mid-air and countered with a South of Heaven chokeslam!
Booker T: “That boy Kalisto got turned into salsa, baby!”
Priest doesn’t even cover immediately. He hoists Kalisto up again and nails Razor’s Edge into the corner before finally pinning him with a boot to the chest.
Winner: Damian Priest
Barrett: “Priest just made a statement.”
Post-Match Promo: Damian Priest grabs a mic.
Priest: “John Cena, you call yourself a champion? I don’t see a champion—I see an old man from that jobber organization, HCW running on nostalgia fumes. At SummerSlam, your legacy ends. And Judgment Day… begins.”
The lights flicker purple. Priest holds up his hand in Judgment Day’s symbol.
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Backstage Segment: Doc Brown Pep Talks Chad Gable
Backstage in the locker room, Chad Gable is pacing in a singlet with “ALPHA 3000” on it. In walks Doc Brown, wild hair and lab coat flapping, holding a flux capacitor-shaped protein shaker.
Doc Brown: “Gable! Great Scott! The trajectory of your win-loss ratio is plummeting faster than the DeLorean at 88 miles per hour!”
Gable: “I’ve been training 1.21 gigawatts a day, Doc. What am I doing wrong?!”
Doc: “It’s not about power, Chad! It’s about TIME! You’re wasting precious seconds doing SHOOSH chants when you should be German Suplexing every beaner into the next century!”
Doc pulls out blueprints.
Doc: “Now, I’ve modified your ankle lock to reverse the torque through a wormhole—technically illegal in Tijuana.”
Gable: (eyes wide) “You’re a genius.”
Doc: “No, I’m a lunatic. But YOU… you’re the future of technical wrestling. So get out there… and suplex some wetbacks through the space-time continuum!”
Cue electric guitar riff as Gable sprints down the hallway yelling, “THANK YOU!”