Live from Intrust Bank Arena | Wichita, KS | Crowd Size: 15,750
SEGMENT ONE
🎵 You think you know me… 🎵
As soon as Dynamite comes onto the air, Metalingus hits, and the crowd in Wichita comes unglued as Benny Mouse makes his way through the tunnel and towards the ring, Danhausen in tow. Benny looks laser focused as Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly welcome us to Dynamite, recapping the events of last week as the show went off the air.
Benny walks to the ring with purpose, as Danhausen lingers a step or two back, his expression unreadable. Benny stops midway down the ramp and sees a fan holding a sign that reads “Benny is Danhausen’s puppet,” with a crude drawing of Danhausen sticking his hand up Benny’s backside to control his mouth. Benny whispers something to a nearby security staffer, and continues towards the ring. The camera just barely catches the staffer removing the fan with the sign from the venue!
As Benny rounds the corner, Jane Mouse hands him a microphone as he and Danhausen step into the ring.
Benny Mouse: You think you’ve got it all figured out, don’t you? The pundits, the critics, the keyboard warriors… You saw what happened last week and you whisper, ‘Benny Mouse is nothing more than Danhausen’s puppet.’ You look at me and you see weakness, you see confusion. You see a man stripped down by time.
Benny’s face twists into a scowl as he continues.
Benny Mouse: But you’re all wrong. Dead wrong! You idiots act as if last week was some revelation — you act as if I did not stand in this very ring on July 30 and tell you all what this was! I told you then there was a reason Danhausen and I were always together, but you didn’t listen. You wanted something more. You wanted to see a picture that was never painted!
Danhausen lingers in the corner of the ring, as Benny gets more and more fired up.
Benny Mouse: It’s not my fault that you people don’t listen. I will not let anyone turn me against Danhausen. I will not betray the hand that pulled me from the abyss. When I was lost, when my mind slipped into shadow, he reached in and dragged me out. He showed me what you can’t see. He showed me what’s coming.
Benny Mouse: You people act as if I’m being controlled. As if there’s something sinister behind the motives of the man who saved me. The man who delivered me from my illness, and made me new. I told you then, he did not curse me. He blessed me with my memories… every jagged piece, every forgotten corner, it was given back to me because I was chosen!
Benny’s voice cracks as he continues, his passion slipping through every word.
Benny Mouse: I am not here by accident. I am here because I am the man for this moment. The only one who can save this industry from what waits around the corner. And when that moment comes — when the walls cave in and the shadows bleed through — you’ll understand why Danhausen chose me. Why he saved me.
Benny lowers the microphone slowly, looking out into the crowd, a mixture of fire and distance in his eyes. He slowly turns to Danhausen, who stands behind him like a shadow.
Benny Mouse: The pieces are lining up on the board, just like you told me they would. We’ve got the Guilty Remnant breathing down our necks. We’ve got that putrid rat, Master Splinter, recovering in the wings. And we’ve got my son-in-law waiting in the darkness… That means it’s time, Danhausen. It’s time to cash in on favors that we owe.
Danhausen gives Benny a nod of approval, as he turns back towards the hard cam.
Benny Mouse: The first of which will happen next week. That is when I will give the Harlem Turtles what I promised them, the night they will be cloaked in the gold they’ve sought. If a war is to be fought, my soldiers must be armed. Next week, in a Falls Count Anywhere match, the Harlem Turtles will challenge the Attraction for the World Tag Team Championships!
Benny turns back to Danhausen.
Benny Mouse: But that’s not enough, Danhausen. Not for what we’ve seen in the looking glass, not for what’s coming. That’s why I am giving you a directive, I want you to get Armageddon back on board. Give him whatever it takes. Do you understand me? Whatever it takes.
Danhausen nods, as Benny continues.
Benny Mouse: And there’s on more thing we need to take care of if we’re going to be ready for what’s to come… My daughter… Megan. Find her, Danhausen. Bring her into the fold, or bend her until she breaks. One day, I will be gone, and when the dust settles, when the war ends, Megan will be all that’s left. And this company, this empire — BWM Inc — must be saved for her.
Benny lowers the mic, staring daggers into the hard camera. His breathing is heavy, but his face is composed, almost smug. Behind him, Danhausen nods faintly, as if understanding orders only he could truly carry out. The screen fades on the unsettling alliance plotting their next move.
The camera pans backstage to Kevin Nash, leaning up against a road case as he makes smalltalk with a production crew member. Matt Riddle suddenly walks into frame, interrupting their conversation with a sense of urgency.
Matt Riddle: Bro, I need you to do me a solid tonight. Right before the main event, I need you to bring the whole crew to the ring. Everyone, Big Kev. The Hogans, Lady Love, Hall, Savage, and yourself.
Nash raises an eyebrow.
Kevin Nash: You sound serious…
Matt Riddle: Remember how I told you I had some leads on who attacked Young Crock? It’s heavy, dude. So gather the troops, cause tonight… everybody finds out.
Nash studies him for a moment, sensing the seriousness in Riddle’s eyes. He nods.
Kevin Nash: I can do that. I just hope you know what you’re doing, man.
Matt Riddle: [firm, almost whispering] Unfortunately, bro, I know exactly what I’m doing… and it has to be done.
Riddle walks off with a sense of urgency, as the camera lingers on Nash’s worried face.
Match # 1 | AEW World Heavyweight Championship
‘The Almighty’ Bobby Lashley (C) w/ MVP & Shelton Benjamin vs. ‘Switchblade’ Jay White
White is out first to a big reaction from the crowd, as commentary discusses what an incredible opportunity this is for Switchblade, who has sort of faltered since failing to win the Dual Dominion Championship at Starrcade. Anderson notes that last week, Shocker promised we were going to see more of the roster get opportunities, and so far he is absolutely delivering. Lashley is out with MVP and Shelton Benjamin in tow, both dressed sharply in black and gold suits.
The bell rings and both men circle cautiously. Lashley powers White into the corner with ease, forcing the referee to step in for a break. White tries to chop his way out, but Lashley just eats it, staring him down coldly before blasting him with a clothesline that nearly turns White inside out.
Kevin Kelly: That’s the raw strength of Bobby Lashley. There’s no defense against that kind of power!
Arn Anderson: Jay White came to AEW to prove he belongs at the very top. He formed the Bullet Club with the Gunns, but I’ll tell you right now — every step of the way, the Hurt Syndicate has cast a shadow over them.
Lashley doesn’t let up, firing off stiff forearms and then hitting a running splash against the turnbuckle. White stumbles out and Lashley crushes him with a running shoulder block that sends White flying out of the ring! Lashley follows him to the floor, whipping White into the barricade. White snaps into the barricade hard, but Lashley does not let up. He grabs him by the arm and does it again, this time White’s body spins through the air as he goes flying into the barricade spine first. The front row crowd jumps back at the impact.
Kevin Kelly: Jay White is being manhandled here! I don’t think Lashley’s even broken a sweat!
Arn Anderson: Let’s not forget why we’re even seeing this title defense tonight. MJF, the so-called ‘great white hope’ of the Hurt Syndicate, pushed for this. Said Lashley needed to ‘shut the critics up.’ But you tell me, Kevin… was that for Lashley’s sake, or for MJF’s own?
Kevin Kelly: I think that’s a fair question, Arn. If I’m MVP and the Hurt Syndicate, I think I’d be cautious about MJF’s motives.
Lashley sends White back into the ring, and unloads on him with more chops to the chest. White finally fights back with a flurry of punches and his own knife-edge chops. Lashley shrugs them off, charging at White and nailing him in the face with a big boot, sending him crashing down.
Arn Anderson: I think it’s fair to say, that pound for pound, Bobby Lashley is the most dominant World Champion in the industry!
White scrambles back to his feet, trying to create some separation. Lashley runs the ropes and connects with a thunderous running clothesline. He follows with two vertical suplexes, but White slips free on the third. Lashley blasts him with a forearm and muscles him up anyway, completing the trifecta. He covers him.
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White stays alive!
Lashley scoops him up, placing him in between his legs as he talks trash to the camera. He goes to lift him for the Dominator, but White slips off his shoulders. Lashley turns, only for White to scoop him up and drop him hard on his head with a brainbuster! White covers!
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Lashley kicks out with authority, as White goes flying through the air! As Lashley gets to his feet, White stays on him, locking on a sleeper suplex. As Lashley stumbles back to his feet, White catches him with the Uranage (a modified Rock Bottom), slamming him back to the mat! White covers once more.
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Lashley kicks out once more, this time with less authority. The crowd is solidly behind White, hoping for the upset of the century.
The two men meet in the center of the ring and trade blows, before Lashley pulls White in for a German suplex. White bounces up, clutching his back, but fires back desperately with a dragon screw leg whip that drops Lashley.
Kevin Kelly: If White can keep Lashley grounded, he might have a chance.
Arn Anderson: Absolutely. White’s learned by now that nothing good comes from trying to go toe to toe with The Almighty.
White charges, but Lashley explodes with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex into the turnbuckle. The crowd erupts. Lashley follows with a running elbow strike, then lines up for the Spear — but White pops up, ducks, and grabs for the Bladerunner!
The referee nearly gets caught in the scuffle, and in the chaos, White sneaks in a low blow kick that the official never sees. Lashley doubles over, gasping in pain. White grabs him, hits the Bladerunner, and covers!
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MVP and Shelton Benjamin storm the ring! They tackle White off Lashley, pummeling him mercilessly. The referee immediately calls for the bell.
Kevin Kelly: That’s a disqualification! Jay White had this match won!
Arn Anderson: Arguably, but it’s not like White was playing fair either!
MVP and Benjamin stomp away at White while Lashley slowly pulls himself up in the corner, looking furious but not exactly stopping the beatdown. The show cuts to commercial with White sprawled out, and the champion standing tall.
Winner via DQ: ‘Switchblade’ Jay White
Match Time: 13:52
SEGMENT TWO
The scene opens on a rural farm somewhere in Delaware. Chickens cluck in the background as we see muddy boots enter the frame; a shaky handheld camera pans up, revealing Jay Briscoe pacing back and forth, his eyes wild, while Mark leans up against an old pickup truck.
Jay Briscoe: Y’all saw it, the whole damn world saw it! Me an’ Mark come to AEW, first time through that curtain, we went toe-to-toe with Teo an’ Attitude, for them AEW World Tag Team Championships. And bruh… we had ‘em! It was this close, right here… [he holds his fingers an inch apart, staring into the camera with intensity] an’ what happens? Them damn Young Bucks gotta come runnin’ in, stealin’ the spotlight, tryin’ to make it about them.
Mark Briscoe: [grinning, toothless, shaking his head] Don’t act surprised, Jay. We know them boys. We been dancin’ with the Bucks since way back on them dirty-ass gym floors, VFW halls, chicken shacks, you name it. They done built their whole name off stealin’ the show, stealin’ moments. But what they stole from us? That was our gold. Our crowning moment in AEW!
Jay Briscoe snaps his finger, pointing at the camera. The footage is shaky, and unprofessional, as if it’s being filmed by one of their friends.
Jay Briscoe: And what we see next week? The Harlem Turtles gettin’ themselves a title shot. Now no disrespect — Turtles, we see y’all hustlin’, we see y’all fightin’, y’all been makin’ waves. Greatest tag team of all time! But the Briscoe Bros? We already earned that shot. We stepped up night one, and we showed we belong at the very top of this tag team game!
Mark Briscoe slams his fist onto the hood of the truck.
Mark Briscoe: Facts! We don’t need no handouts, we don’t need no politics, all we need is an even fight. And when you give us that? Somebody bleedin’, somebody cryin’, and somebody losin’ them tag team belts!
Jay Briscoe: But it ain’t all bad news! I just got a phone call from the ADO himself, the Shocker! He seen what went down, he heard the noise, he know the Briscoes got robbed. And he told us straight up — ‘Boys, you want another shot? You get it.’ And it’s goin’ down at Dynamite 60: Fall Brawl! Attraction? Turtles? Whoever it be, you shine them belts up, polish ‘em real nice, ‘cause when the dust settles at Fall Brawl, the Briscoes takin’ what’s ours. We takin’ the AEW World Tag Team Championships. And there ain’t nothin’ nobody —Bucks, Turtles, Attraction, hell, God himself — can do about it!
Mark Briscoe: [throwing his hands up] Dem boys is comin’, baby! Fall Brawl, it’s on like neckbone!
The camera shakes as Jay storms off, still hollering at the top of his lungs, Mark laughing maniacally behind him. The shot cuts out raw and unpolished.
The camera follows Acting Director of Operations Shocker as he walks down the hallway, clipboard in hand, muttering about schedules.
Suddenly, from out of frame, Pretty Deadly step into view, blocking his path. They’re dressed to the nines, smirks plastered across their faces as they close in on him.
Elton Prince: [with a mock gasp] Well, well, well… look who finally decided to show his face. Three months, darling. Three months since the draft. And not a single phone call, not from your brother, and not from you! Do we look invisible to you?
Kit Wilson, wearing the team’s trademarked belly shirt, runs his hand down his abs.
Kit Wilson: Because last time we checked, these aren’t invisible. These are carved perfection. And yet the tag titles? Oh, they’re strapped around the sagging waists of old men who can barely lift them!
Elton Prince: Disgusting, really. A travesty. This division is crying out for style, order, sophistication. Instead? Chaos. Old men. Turtles. Hillbillies in camo. It’s embarrassing.
Shocker sighs, trying to edge past, but Pretty Deadly shift to block him again, crowding him against the wall.
Kit Wilson: You and your brother have let this division spiral out of control! But, here’s some good news! WE are the solution!
Elton Prince: The belts belong on us! On someone who makes people swoon just by walking through the curtain. Not… whatever this freak show has become.
Shocker finally snaps, raising a hand to cut them off.
Shocker: Enough. I’ve been hearing this all week. The Briscoes just got off the phone with me demanding their shot. The Acclaimed cornered me earlier tonight before we went on the air. And now you two. You wanna know why it feels out of control? Because this is the deepest tag team roster in professional wrestling, and everyone wants a piece of the pie.
Pretty Deadly exchange a look, their smirks faltering just slightly.
Shocker: You want to prove yourselves? Fine. Next week, you’ll get your shot — against the former champions… Pretty Deadly versus The Acclaimed. Let’s see if those tight abs can handle the spotlight.
Shocker brushes past them, clearly done with the conversation. Pretty Deadly watch him go. For the first time, Elton Prince’s smirk fades and his eyes widen slightly.
Elton Prince: [gasping] A week? Kit, that’s barely enough time for a manicure!
Kit Wilson: Or for me to get my highlights touched up!
They both freeze, realizing the countdown has already begun. Then, in unison, they whip around to the camera with exaggerated determination. They strut off in a hurry, Elton muttering about nail appointments as the camera fades out.
Match #2 | Exhibition Match
Jade Cargill vs. Beth Phoenix
Beth Phoenix is out first, to a respectable reception from the crowd. However, the roof blows off the arena as the opening notes of Jade Cargill’s music hits, as Arn Anderson pops big for her on commentary, saying the longest reigning ULW Women’s Champion has finally arrived for her first match in AEW.
As the bell sounds, Beth wastes no time charging at Jade. They tie up, as the veteran pushes Jade into the corner, but Jade shoves her right back out with raw power. Beth rolls backwards and lands on her feet, quickly going to the second rope.
She launches herself at Jade with a crossbody, but Jade catches her midair with ease, holding her like dead weight! Jade swings her around, but Beth shifts into a crucifix pin!
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Jade powers out!
Beth tries again with a surprise roll-up, but this time Jade kicks her off with authority.
Kevin Kelly: It’s not often that Beth Phoenix finds herself in the ring with a stronger opponent.
Arn Anderson: Absolutely. Jade Cargill is a once-in-a-generation athlete. And unfortunately for Jade, Benny Mouse made it clear that she has to start from the bottom after the JadeTrade scandal.
The women work their way to the outside, as Beth charges after Jade. Jade cuts her off with a kick to the ribs. She grabs Phoenix by the throat and choke slams her hard onto the bottom of the entrance ramp! The crowd gasps as Jade poses over Beth, talking trash.
Knockouts Official Kenzie struggles to get control of things, as Jade returns to the ring and Kenzie checks on Beth. Beth clutches at the back of her head, but informs Kenzie she can continue.
Kenzie returns to the ring and reluctantly starts the ten count. As the count reaches nine, Beth drags herself back into the ring just in time, only to be met with Jade whipping her into every single turnbuckle, one after another!
Arn Anderson: If I didn’t know better, I’d think that this was personal for Jade Cargill.
Kevin Kelly: I think Beth is just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Jade is looking to make a statement tonight, and unfortunately for Beth, that statement is coming from the total annihilation of the Glamazon!
Jade scoops Beth back to her feet, and Beth answers with a desperate jawbreaker that finally creates some separation. She runs the ropes, nails a flying shoulder block, and then connects with a spinning sidewalk slam!
Beth is firing up as she charges, landing a knee strike to Jade, followed by another knee, and an enzuigiri staggers the powerhouse!
Arn Anderson: Somewhere, the AEW Knockouts Champion Timeless Toni Storm is watching this one closely.
Kevin Kelly: Storm put on a strong face last week, but don’t kid yourself — the whole world saw the fear in her eyes when Jade Cargill walked through that curtain at Aftershock 2.
Beth whips Jade into the ropes, but Jade reverses it and hits a massive pump kick that levels Phoenix! She lifts Beth up and levels her with a spinebuster!
Beth somehow gets back to her feet, only for Jade to lift her up for Jaded, to the deafening approval of the crowd! She slams Beth hard into the mat before rolling her over, covering her assertively…
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Winner: Jade Cargill
Match Time: 8:32
Kevin Kelly: Jade Cargill, in her AEW debut, defeats The Glamazon Beth Phoenix.
Arn Anderson: A statement victory for Jade. She’s gotta climb the ladder from the bottom, but if this is what the bottom looks like, the rest of that division better start worrying.
SEGMENT THREE
As we return from commercial break, Hulk Hogan’s music hits, as Hogan leads the way for High Minded as they make their way out to the ring. One by one, the group members file out of the tunnel and down the aisle, until it’s Hulk Hogan, Kevin Nash, Randy Savage, Scott Hall, Lady Love, and Midget Hogan all in the ring.
Hogan’s music cuts and Riddle’s music hits, as Riddle walks to the ring with a serious expression on his face and a manilla envelope in his hands. The envelope is bent and worn, as if Riddle has been clutching it too tightly. Riddle grabs the microphone as he steps inside, meeting his fellow High Minded members.
Matt Riddle: [hesitant, looking around] Bros… and brodette, thanks for being here. I know it’s been a crazy couple weeks. Some of you still don’t trust me, but tonight… I’m putting this case to bed. So everybody — take a seat. It’s story time with Riddle.
The group shares confused looks. Nash mutters something about not sitting on the mat in $800 jeans. Hall shrugs and sits cross-legged anyway. Lady Love dramatically fans herself with a lace handkerchief. Savage crouches like he’s about to leap on someone. Hogan eventually sits but groans about his back. Eventually, everyone settles.
Riddle reaches into the envelope and pulls out a folded paper and sighs.
Matt Riddle: I know you all saw the security footage that Big Boss Man showed me… the footage that showed me nappin’ while Young Crock got attacked? Well, I got a lead a few weeks back that there was more to the story…
Matt Riddle: You see, Boss Man approached me afterwards and told me that a junior security officer had come up to him and confessed that there was actually footage of the attack. That security officer, apparently told Boss Man that he deleted the footage because it showed him sleeping on the job during the assault!
Matt Riddle: So, in the weeks since, Boss Man worked to recover the deleted footage. If you would, please direct your attention to the tron…
On the tron, grainy black and white footage shows Young Crock live streaming, his phone pointed at his face. The footage shows the junior security guard, sitting in his chair, eyes closed, snoring. Suddenly, a long-haired figure approaches Young Crock, wearing baggy black cargo pants. We see Young Crock question it, before the man launches a brutal assault on him and the footage cuts.
Riddle still clutches to the paper in his hand, as he continues.
Matt Riddle: If that security was it, we could all move forward knowing we’re all exonerated, right? But unfortunately, there’s more. Because this paper shows security logs for the building the night of the attack… that’s how I found out that the man in the video is none other than Jesse Hash!
The High Minded members exchange glances, still somewhat confused. Midget Hogan mumbles that “he’ll fucking kill him” as Riddle cuts him off.
Matt Riddle: Unfortunately, Hash did not do this alone. He didn’t do it for free. He was… paid. And bros… he was paid by someone in this very ring!
Everyone starts looking accusatorially at one another, before Riddle holds up his hand. He gulps, stalling a second, before forcing himself to continue.
Matt Riddle: Look… I didn’t wanna have to say this. Like, at all. This is the kinda thing that breaks up boy bands, bro. But I gotta say it. I gotta.
He swallows hard, then blurts:
Matt Riddle: It was Midget Hogan!
The arena erupts at the accusation, as Midget Hogan immediately starts to deny it.
Lady Love: You take that back! Midgey would never!
Midget Hogan: [frantic] He’s makin’ it up! Why would I ever —
Matt Riddle: Bro, you’ve been a snake since the beginning! You didn’t want me in your wedding last year, and you pointed your finger at me as soon as the attack happened! Anyone who goes back and rewatches our segments over the past year will easily see it, you never wanted Young Crock around! You never loved Lady Love’s son!
.Nash grabs his head like he’s watching a soap opera. Hogan rips his shirt in fury but immediately regrets it when he realizes he’s got no backup shirt. Savage starts yelling “Oooh yeah, betrayal of the tiniest kind!” Hall just mutters, “This is wild, chico.”
Riddle holds the envelope up high, backing away like it’s a smoking gun.
The scene fades as Lady Love starts sobbing uncontrollably. Midget Hogan shouts that he’s innocent. Everyone else just looks totally distraught. The segment concludes as Lady Love is helped out of the ring by Hall, Nash, and Savage. Midget Hogan tries to follow them, but Hulk tells him to stay back, and that they need some time to process this.
Match #3 | Number One Contenders Match for the AEW World Heavyweight Championship at All Out
Hangman Adam Page vs. Cody Rhodes
As the introductions are made, Anderson and Kelly discuss what a wild night it has been, as we’re set to find out who will challenge Bobby Lashley for the AEW World Heavyweight Championship at All Out on Oct. 5.
The bell sounds, and the two circle one another before locking up. Cody shoves Page off, hitting a quick shoulder block that sends Hangman to the mat.
Arn Anderson: What a summer that the American Nightmare Cody Rhodes has had! He won the Dual Dominion Championship at Starrcade, he took the WWE Champion The Rock to his limits at Summerslam, and now he’s looking to punch his ticket to his first world title opportunity in BWM Inc.!
Kevin Kelly: That’s all true, but let’s not forget that Rhodes has a target on his back from Matt Cardona, who hasn’t been shy about letting the world know that he wants to take that belt from Cody and use it as his ticket to WWE!
Arn Anderson: Those two are going to settle things in two weeks at Dynamite 60: Fall Brawl, but tonight, it’s about All Out, and who stands across the ring from Bobby Lashley. Hangman said last week he feels like he was robbed of his title reign when Lashley cashed in on him over two months ago. Tonight, he could win an opportunity at redemption.
Page pops back up and plants a boot straight to Cody’s jaw, staggering him. They trade chops in the center, before Cody backs Page into the corner and unleashes right hands, but Page reverses and pounds away himself.
With a fist full of hair, Hangman sends Rhodes to the outside. He bounces off the ropes before launching himself at Rhodes with the suicide dive! He connects hard, as both men crash into the barricade.
Page looks for a piledriver on the floor outside, but Cody counters it. He lifts Page up and drops him spine-first onto the barricade with the Alabama Slam, to the approval of the crowd.
Both men writhe in pain, but Cody is up first. He grabs a chair from ringside, sets it up by the rail, and uses it as a launching pad — step-up Disaster Kick! He wipes out Page, but Cody also crashes awkwardly, grabbing his knee.
Senior Official Michael McMahon gets control of things, sending both men back inside. Page regains control with a backbreaker, followed by a stiff lariat that turns Rhodes inside out. Page climbs the ropes, looking for the moonsault. Cody kips up and charges the corner, sending Hangman off the ropes and flying back to the outside!
Kevin Kelly: That was an ugly landing for Hangman, as the American Nightmare may have just bought himself a huge opening.
Arn Anderson: That’s the veteran experience of Cody Rhodes. You don’t have to outfight Hangman every second, you just have to outthink him.
Cody capitalizes, hitting a powerslam on the floor, then dragging Page to the apron. He connects with the Cross Rhodes on the edge of the ring! McMahon immediately checks on Page, as Rhodes plays to the crowd. As McMahon steps out of the way, Rhodes follows up with some stomps as commentary calls for him to cover him.
Cody tries to drag Page to the outside, but Page cuts him off with a draping DDT. He fires back with the fall away slam, before going up top and finally connecting with the moonsault!
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Rhodes kicks out!
Frustrated, Hangman begins to work the knee that Rhodes tweaked earlier, before locking on a one-legged Boston Crab! He wrenches it, as Cody flails desperately for the ropes
He finally gets there, forcing the release of the hold. Page stays on him, lifting him back to his feet. Cody connects with an uppercut, before hitting the ropes, connecting with the Cody Cutter from out of nowhere!
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Page kicks out!
Cody lifts him back up, signaling for the Cross Rhodes. Hangman gets out of it, following up with a kick to the gut. He hits a pop up powerbomb and covers Rhodes!
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Rhodes kicks out!
The pace quickens as Page hits the slingshot crossbody to the floor, then nails the Orihara moonsault! Back inside, he plants Cody with a Ligerbomb, covering him once more!
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2.999!
Kevin Kelly: Page is throwing everything he’s got at Cody Rhodes and can’t put him away!
Hangman lifts Cody for the Deadeye, but Cody slips free, superkicks him, and plants him with a Cross Rhodes!
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2.999!
Hangman kicks out! Cody pounds the mat in frustration, then stomps away at Hangman’s neck.
They fight to the apron, where Cody teases another Cross Rhodes. Hangman counters with a sickening tombstone piledriver on the apron! Page isn’t done, following it up with a draping DDT on Cody to the floor! The ref checks both men as the crowd chants “A-E-W!”
Page is the first to his feet, sending Rhodes back into the ring. Page again climbs to the top ropes, but Rhodes is up, and meets him in the corner! Cody fires off some right hands, but Page counters with a headbutt. He lifts Cody up, as both men find themselves in a precarious position. He launches them both off the top with a fallaway slam, as both men land wickedly, crashing through the announce table!
HOLY SHIT changes erupt, as Michael McMahon rushes to the scene of the crash landing, checking on both men. Commentary notes that they don’t see either man getting up from that one.
As McMahon is about to call the match a no contest, Matt Cardona suddenly emerges from the crowd! McMahon tries to get him out of here, but he doesn’t listen.
Cardona climbs to the second rope, as boos rain down on him. By this point, Page has started crawling back to the ring, as Rhodes lies in the wreckage of the table. He finally starts to get to his feet, as Cardona launches himself with a Radio Silence!
At the last possible second, Rhodes moves out of the way, and Cardona instead lands on McMahon!
Arn Anderson: By God, Matt Cardona just took out the referee!
Kevin Kelly: Cardona landed hard on that one, as Rhodes just barely manages to survive!
Rhodes slowly crawls towards the ring, where Hangman lies in the center, hoping to regroup. Suddenly, the lights lower and Will Ospreay’s music hits! The Aerial Assassin rushes down the ramp, the American Dragon Bryan Danielson in tow behind him! The crowd is losing it.
Just as Page gets to his feet, Danielson charges and connects with the Busaiku Knee! Ospreay lifts Page up and dumps him on his head hard with the Tiger Driver 91!
The camera turns towards the tunnels, where the Young Bucks and Kenny Omega rush to the ring. They chase off Ospreay and Danielson, who disappear into the crowd.
Back in the ring, Rhodes slowly has gotten to his feet. Junior Official Lance Storm rushes to the ring as Rhodes lifts Page onto the turnbuckle. He positions him… Avalanche Cross Rhodes!
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Winner: Cody Rhodes
Match Time: 26:11
Cody kneels in the ring, exhausted but smiling, soaking in the crowd reaction as Hangman is tended to by officials.
World Of Wrestling: Murrey Universe 