Live from Stabler Arena | Bethlehem, PA | Crowd Size: 6,500
SEGMENT ONE
The feed pops on with a loud shriek of feedback. The picture is titled. Doc Brown’s wild hair fills most of the frame.
Doc Brown: –No, no… that’s not the lens, that’s my thumb. There! There we go.
He squints at the screen, nods approvingly, and takes a step, bumping the camera.
Doc Brown: Close enough.
The lighting is awful. One bulb flickers like it’s on its last legs. Brown looks fried, rumpled, as if he’s not gotten much sleep. There’s a burst of static in the feed. Brown waits for it to pass.
Doc Brown: Video diary! I’m speaking from a completely undisclosed, totally anonymous location. I’m very far away. Different outlet plugs here… learned that one the hard way.
He waves a stack of papers in front of the camera.
Doc Brown: I am pleased to report that my experiment has been a wild success! Results beyond my wildest expectations! Reaction times? Incredible! Strength output? Preposterous!
Brown leans in, lowering his voice conspiratorially.
Doc Brown: I always believed the human body was capable of more, if we just asked the right questions! I have created something that does not break… something that does not hesitate…
He steps closer, this time filling the frame.
Doc Brown: I have some minor calculations I still need to calibrate, but in three week’s time at Elite Warfare, I will finally unveil my work for the whole world to see! The world will see what can happen when science can dream without permission!
Brown reaches for the camera, about to shut it off.
Doc Brown: Until then, this is Doctor Brown, signing off!
Match #1 | AEW Television Championship – Steel Cage
Mr. Brodie Lee (C) vs. Logan Paul
As the cold open concludes, Dynamite comes onto the air with the introduction of the challenger, Logan Paul. Arn Anderson says he spoke to Logan Paul earlier tonight, and Paul admitted to him that he’s not fully healed up from the attack last week at the hands of the Guilty Remnant.
Kevin Kelly notes that last week was the only time we’d ever seen Paul dominated since he debuted on New Year’s Day in 2024, but it took four guys to do it. Tonight, the Remnant is banned from ringside, per Director of Operations Shocker!
Kevin Kelly: If Mr. Brodie is walking out TV Champion tonight, he’s doing it alone.
Arn Anderson: The Remnant has been so violent, so dangerous. They’re systematically targeting the AEW roster. We all saw what they did to Randy Orton at Sympathy for the Devil!
Mr. Brodie Lee is out next, as Kelly notes that in All Elite Wrestling, cage matches are won by pinfall, submission, or escape. In the ring, Paul watches as Lee makes his entrance, playing to the camera. His jaw is tight, trying to project a confidence he hasn’t fully earned.
Arn Anderson: Logan’s brave, I’ll give him that. But bravery and preparedness are two very different things, and Mr. Brodie Lee’s a hard guy to prepare for!
Lee enters the ring, and junior official Lance Storm calls for the opening bell. Paul immediately circles, his hands up, light on his feet. Lee doesn’t move much, as if he’s waiting for Paul to come to him.
Paul throws the first punch, a quick right hand, and then another. Lee absorbs both, barely rocked. Paul tries for a third, faster now, and Lee answers with a forearm that drops Logan to his knee.
Lee presses forward, connecting with heavy body shots to Logan. He presses him into the corner and continues to unload. Paul tries to slip under a wild right hook, but Lee turns quickly and cuts him off with a big boot to the chest. Logan flies back into the cage, as a sickening rattle fills the arena.
Arn Anderson: An intimate crowd here tonight in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania.
Lee grabs a fistful of Paul’s hair and begins to slam his face into the cage on repeat. He goes for a back suplex, but Logan throws a series of wild elbows, creating some distance. Paul catches Lee in the face with a crescent kick, and immediately dives for the door!
Kevin Kelly: The false bravado of the self-proclaimed “Maverick” Logan Paul is evident as Logan scrambles for the door!
Lee is quick to grab his foot just as the ref starts to open the cage, dragging him back to the center of the ring. Logan pushes him off with his legs and kips up, but Lee nearly decapitates him with a discus clothesline!
Lee covers…
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Logan gets his shoulder up.
Paul scrambles to his feet. Lee charges, and Paul hits a desperation dropkick that staggers the champion. He lights him up with punches, before hitting a running clothesline that finally takes Brodie to the mat. Paul builds momentum, rebounding off the ropes. He leapfrogs Brodie, only to get snatched mid-air with a brutal sidewalk slam!
Lee stalks Paul, dragging him up by the neck and launching him into the turnbuckle. Lee follows it up with a running splash, followed by another! He goes for the third, but Paul slips out, and Lee collides with the cage!
Kevin Kelly: Paul’s at a disadvantage here tonight, Arn. Not only did he come into this match injured, but much of his offense has been cut off by the cage. He can’t springboard, he can’t hit the Buckshot…
Paul hits the ropes and on the rebound he catches Lee with a crossbody block. He transitions into a standing moonsault, as he goes for the cover…
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Lee kicks out with authority!
Paul’s beginning to show more and more fear and desperation as the bout drags on, but he refuses to let up. He stomps away on Brodie, before scooping him up. The crowd actually pops for Logan as he lifts Brodie into the fallaway slam!
Kevin Kelly: Impressive show of strength from Paul; that’s a 275-pound man!
Paul goes to the corner and climbs the ropes; with Lee down in the center of the ring, his eyes dart between the top of the cage and Lee on the mat.
He climbs the cage slowly, a clear opening for Paul. He looks back to Lee again and shrugs as Kelly loudly exclaims that Logan’s out of his mind. He leaps from the top of the cage and connects with a pictureesque frog splash!
Arn Anderson: Logan Paul had the opportunity to escape, but instead he puts the exclamation point on Mr. Brodie Lee!
Paul hooks Lee’s leg as Storm drops for the count…
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Brodie Lee again with the big kick out!
Paul measures him as Lee slowly returns to his feet, stunned by the monster’s resiliency. He hits the ropes again for a crossbody, but Lee catches him mid-air once more! Lee drops him with a slam, before scooping him back up… Michinoku Driver! Lee covers!
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Logan gets the shoulder up!
Kevin Kelly: You can say a lot about Logan Paul, but this kid’s as tough as they come, Arn! Sure, his personality leaves a lot to be desired, but you have to give him props for taking this fight straight to Brodie!
Arn Anderson: Logan’s refusing to go away, but how much damage can one man take?
Lee’s expression hardens. He pulls Paul up and throws him across the ring with a belly to belly. Paul lands hard in the corner, sandwiched between the ropes and the cage. Lee charges with the boot, and Paul’s head ricochets into the cage!
Logan is still sandwiched as Brodie unloads a series of punishing kicks, each one rattling Paul’s head off the cage. With nowhere to go, Brodie tortures Paul, busting his forehead open off the cage!
Arn Anderson: Oh, that’s a nasty gash for Logan Paul…
Kevin Kelly: Nasty gash? That was my nickname during my transition…
Arn Anderson: WILL YOU STOP?!
With the life draining from Logan’s eyes, Lee frees him from his entanglement and drags him back to the center of the ring. He hits the truckstop slam, followed by not one, not two, but three Brodie Bombs!
On the third, he lands in a pinning position…
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3!!!
Winner: Mr. Brodie Lee
Match Time: 12:57
Arn Anderson: An emphatic victory for Mr. Brodie Lee!
Kevin Kelly: He may have done it without the Remnant tonight, but you’ve gotta wonder, how does things play out if Logan had entered this match at 100 percent?
Lee stands over Paul as he orders Storm to call for the cage to lift. Storm makes the call as the cage slowly ascends back to the rafters. Lee looks towards the stage and motions for the Remnant to come and put a permanent end to Logan Paul!
Kevin Kelly: Wait a second, beating him wasn’t enough? Lee’s calling for his henchmen!
Lee stands over the fallen Paul, his arms spread wide as he awaits the Remnant.
The crowd buzzes, expecting chaos, as Lee barks orders toward the entrance, demanding the Remnant come finish the job.
But nothing happens. Lee’s expression shifts slightly.
Arn Anderson: Wait a minute, where are they?
Lee turns again, angrier now, still yelling toward the ramp. Still nothing happens. The cage has cleared the ring completely, with Logan Paul still unconscious and defenseless.
Then, the arena lights dim and the tron flickers to life.
The image is shaky, handheld, and moving fast through the concrete corridor backstage. The crowd murmurs as the camera turns a corner.
Executioner is revealed, sprawled out on the floor, unmoving.
Kevin Kelly: What the hell?
The camera doesn’t linger on the Executioner, and instead, it keeps moving. Faster, turning down another corridor. This time, it finds big Brody King out cold, sprawled against a production crate.
The crowd starts to stir as the cameraman takes another few steps. Alistair Black is flat on his back, his arms slack at his sides, completely unconscious!
Arn Anderson: What’s happened to the Remnant? Someone’s taken them out!
Back in the ring, Lee stares at the screen, his jaw tight and his eyes darting. This clearly wasn’t a part of his plan.
The camera continues down the hall and finally stops, as we hear muffled audio. As it pushes in, the audio becomes clearer, and Splinter and Shocker are on screen, both gripping a third man between them.
The camera tilts to reveal that the brothers are holding Splidder! He’s thrashing furiously, trying to break free.
Splidder: [screaming] Let me go! Let me go!
Splinter shakes his head, and Shocker tightens his grip, refusing to let go.
Splinter: This is for the best, brother.
Lee’s face twists into disbelief; he clearly wasn’t expecting this. And then—
🎵 WORLD’S APART 🎵
The building explodes!
The crowd comes unglued as Sami Zayn storms through the curtain, his eyes wild as he moves with purpose. Anderson says we’ve not seen Zayn since the controversial finish to the Hell in a Cell match at Sympathy for the Devil!
Kevin Kelly: SAMI ZAYN IS HERE!
Zayn slides into the ring and immediately tackles Brodie Lee, raining down fists with raw, unfiltered fury. Lee tries to cover up or roll away, but Zayn stays on him, unloading weeks—months—maybe even years of rage!
Arn Anderson: Is that where Splinter was last week? Was he calling in the cavalry?!
Zayn drags Lee to his feet and blasts him with a Helluva Kick! Lee’s head snaps back violently as he drops to the mat.
Kevin Kelly: Sami Zayn isn’t going to stand by and let the Guilty Remnant execute their plan, not when his wife is in their sights!
Zayn picks Lee up and drops him with authority with a Blue Thunder Bomb! The crowd is wild, as Zayn stands tall, absorbing the deafening reaction as the scene fades.
SEGMENT TWO
The scene opens in black and white film grain, the familiar Hollywood soundstage dressed in velvet curtains and Art Deco. The camera pushes in on the director’s chair, Timeless Toni Storm stitched on the back.
Before the camera can pull out to show a wide shot, there’s a loud CRASH!
Now the camera movement is jerky, as if the operator is trying to find where the noise came from. The curtain is ripped clean off its rail, as the shot widens to reveal Becky Lynch!
Lynch’s hair is wild, and the shot dissolves from black and white to full color. Becky’s eyes are furious as she wildly swings a baseball bat, destroying Toni Storm’s vintage set!
She kicks over the director’s chair. It clatters as her eyes lock onto the camera. Her lip curls in disgust as she paces.
Becky Lynch: Timeless Toni Storm is a woman hiding behind filters and film grain. She’s pretending she was born in the wrong era, because she can’t survive in this one!
Becky Lynch: You’re not timeless, Toni. You’re temporary! You’re a gimmick that caught fire because the wind was right, and the audience wanted something cute.
Becky Lynch: And Jade?
Becky scoffs.
Becky Lynch: Jade Cargill is a silhouette. She’s a bodybuilder wrapped in hype. She’s living proof that if you look the part, these stupid fans will forgive everything else.
Becky Lynch: Jade rode her look, and rode the scandal. She rode the attention, and somehow, people have confused all that with greatness!
Becky exhales, shaking her head.
Becky Lynch: I didn’t ride anything. I fought. I fought when nobody knew my name, and I kept fighting when they did. I proved night in and night out, era after era… I am THE MAN!
Her voice hardens.
Becky Lynch: That’s the difference between me and you two… I don’t need a set. I don’t need smoke and mirrors. Because I have set the standard in this industry for half a decade! I am the greatest wrestler of all time, and it’s not just me saying it! Others are saying it too!
Becky Lynch: In three weeks at Elite Warfare, Toni, this little movie of yours comes to an end! Jade Cargill… my spotlight that you’ve borrowed the past two years? I’m taking it back!
Becky turns, hurling a boom mic to the ground. It lands with a thud, and the camera lingers on the wreckage as Becky walks off the destroyed set!
Match #2 | 5 on 5 Elimination Match
The Flex Squad w/ Midget Hogan (Jesse Hash, Flex Fuller, Brian Cage, Powerhouse Hobbs & Lex Lugar) vs. High Minded (Matt Riddle, Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, Scott Hall, & Kevin Nash)
As the introductions are made, Arn Anderson and Kevin Kelly discuss how this match came to fruition, with Midget Hogan caught red-handed hiring Hash to take out his stepson, Young Crock, and trying to frame Matt Riddle for the crime.
The heels are out first, paying no mind to the boos from the crowd. The audience comes alive as High Minded is introduced, and Anderson notes that Midget Hogan better watch his back, as his former crew would love to get their hands on him.
Kevin Kelly: Arn, this one’s simple… five on five, elimination rules. One pinfall or submission at a time until only one team is left standing.
Arn Anderson: High Minded’s loaded with legends, but the Flex Squad is pure power and pressure. Everyone’s favorite stoners have their work cut out for them tonight.
Riddle insists on starting the match for his team, bouncing on his toes. Powerhouse Hobbs steps forward for the Flex Squad, cracking his neck as he enters.
Arn Anderson: Matt Riddle’s confidence is bordering on arrogance. Hobbs isn’t the type of guy anyone should underestimate.
The bell sounds, and they tie up in the center of the ring. Hobbs shoves Riddle clear across the ring. Riddle gets back to his feet, smiling, and fires a few quick kicks to the legs. He ducks a lariat and tags out fast to Scott Hall. Hall steps into the ring, flicking his toothpick in Hobbs’ face.
Powerhouse Hobbs responds with a shoulder block that flattens Hall. Hobbs lifts him back up and continues the assault, but Hall counters with hard right hands, followed by a fallaway slam that sends Hobbs retreating to his corner.
Brian Cage slaps him on the back to make the tag, as Hall tags in Nash. The two big men collide in the middle of the ring. Nash clubs Cage with heavy forearms, but Cage muscles him into the Flex Squad’s corner.
Flex makes the blind tag, lighting Nash up with a mixture of power and martial arts moves. Fuller catches Nash with a spinning wheel kick that sends the big man into his own corner. Savage slaps him on the back and enters the match.
Savage comes in like a bullet, snapping Fuller down with an arm drag, and then another, followed by a double axe handle. He fires up, pointing to the heaves, only for Hash to jump him from behind.
The ref tries to restore order, but the Flex Squad is using the numbers game to gang up on Savage. Hobbs tags himself in, scoops Savage up, and drills him into the mat with a spinning spine buster!
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3!
Jane Mouse: Randy Savage has been eliminated!
The crowd boos loudly, and the Hulkster storms in, red-faced, ripping his shirt off. He unloads on Hobbs with punches, backing him into the corner. He sends Hobbs into the ropes and connects with the big boot!
Kevin Kelly: Vintage Hulk Hogan!
Arn Anderson: We know what comes next, Kev! He’s gonna drop that big leg!
Hogan goes for the leg drop, but Lex Luger rushes in and attacks! Hobbs gets to his corner and makes the tag, and now Luger is legal. Lugar lifts Hogan up for the torture rack, but the Hulkster slips free! Hogan hits a clubbing axe blow and makes the hot tag to Matt Riddle!
Riddle comes in and catches Lugar with the Bro Derek!
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3!!!
Jane Mouse: Lex Lugar has been eliminated!
Brian Cage comes in and attacks Riddle, connecting with a deadlift powerbomb. He goes for the cover, but Hogan is back in to break up the count!
Riddle makes the tag to Hall, who comes in for a slugfest with Cage. Cage surprises everyone as he catches Hall with the Drill Claw (a modified inverted tombstone) into the cover!
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Jane Mouse: Scott Hall has been eliminated!
Kevin Kelly: The Flex Squad now has the advantage, as High Minded is down two!
Nash comes back in to avenge his partner. They slow things down about, as Nash controls Cage with jabs, followed by a side slam. Nash lifts him for the Jackknife, and it connects!
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Jane Mouse: Brian Cage has been eliminated!
Jesse Hash wastes no time, rushing the ring. He lights Nash up with kicks before hitting a somersault senton. He lifts Nash and hits a running bulldog.
Nash catches him and goes for the Jackknife again, but Hash flips through and connects with an X-Factor! He covers!
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Jane Mouse: Kevin Nash has been eliminated!
Hulk Hogan storms the ring and lights Hash up with his signature moves and poses, before Hash barely escapes to his corner. He tags in Hobbs, but as Hobbs enters, he immediately eats the big boot! Hogan hits the ropes… big leg drop connects!
Hogan covers…
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3!!!
Jane Mouse: Powerhouse Hobbs has been eliminated!
Kevin Kelly: It’s 2 on 2 now, with Fuller and Hash against Hogan and Riddle!
Fuller storms the ring, and the two jockey for position. Hogan eats a big tackle, as Fuller begins to target Hogan’s knees. Hash comes in, and there’s a double team attack, until the ref sends him back to his corner.
Fuller locks in an STF on Hogan, cranking back with everything he has. Hogan fights, but he can’t reach the ropes. Finally, Riddle is in and hits a stomp before he’s sent back to his corner.
Riddle pounds the apon, begging for a tag.
Hogan finally reaches him, and Riddle comes in hot! He explodes with strikes, roundhouse kicks, and a running knee! He floats it over into the Bromission, but Hash comes in to break things up!
Chaos erupts as Hogan and Riddle engage in a slugfest with Fuller and Hash. Hash eats a double-team clothesline and crashes to the outside, as Hogan makes the tag, and now he and Fuller are legal. Hogan goes for the big boot once more, but Midget Hogan jumps on the apron and starts hollering at him.
Hogan charges the apron, but Midget Hogan jumps down before Fuller gets to him. He hits Hogan with a thundering clubbing blow from behind, before lifting him and drilling him to the mat with a butterfly swinging neckbreaker.
Fuller scoops Hulk off the mat, lifting him for an impressive delayed jackhammer!
Arn Anderson: Look at the strength of Flex Fuller! This man’s all muscles!
With Hogan in the center of the ring, Fuller charges full speed into the ropes. He jumps to the second rope, springboards, and hits a twisting springboard elbow!
Kevin Kelly: Bicep Bomb connects!
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Jane Mouse: Hulk Hogan has been eliminated!
Arn Anderson: Oh no, this isn’t good! The Flex Squad’s down to two, but Matt Riddle is all alone!
Riddle charges the ring and hits Fuller in the jaw with the running knee! Riddle locks on a rear-naked choke, a Fuller staggers and drops to his knee.
Riddle latches in harder, and Fuller drops to the mat! The ref checks the arm once, and it drops. He checks it again, and Fuller’s arm falls to the mat. On the third time, it drops again as Arn Anderson exclaims that Matt Riddle has just choked out Flex Fuller!
Arn Anderson: That’s the MMA background of Matt Riddle!
Jane Mouse: Flex Fuller has been eliminated!
Just as Riddle gets to his feet, Jesse Hash comes from behind and immediately rolls him up!
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Riddle kicks out!
Kevin Kelly: Jesse Hash tried to catch Matt Riddle off guard!
Riddle gets to his feet and catches Hash in the jaw with the ripcord knee; he sends him flying across the ring with a high belly to belly.
Arn Anderson: These two men had such an intense battle at Sympathy for the Devil, a night in which Jesse Hash and the Flex Squad came out on top! Will we see a repeat here tonight?
Hash rolls to the outside to regroup, as he confers with Midget Hogan. Riddle climbs to the top rope and goes for the splash! He wipes them both out with a big dive!
Riddle rolls Hash back inside and connects with a moonsault! He covers…
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2.999!
Hash kicks out!
Riddle hits the ropes, calling for the Broton. Hogan jumps on the apron, and Riddle immediately charges him. Before he can get his hands on Midget Hogan, Hash catches him with the whisper in the wind. Hash tries to capitalize, but Riddle catches him with the Bro to Sleep!
On the way down, Hash’s foot catches referee Lance Storm in the head, knocking him out!
Arn Anderson: Oh no, Storm’s down!
Midget Hogan immediately slides in, looking to hit Riddle with a cheap attack!
Suddenly, the lights in the arena dim, and a countdown begins on the screen…
10… 9…. 8… 7…. 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1….
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The letters “Y” and “C” fill the tron, and out comes Young Crock, doing the full Jericho-style Y2J pose!
Kevin Kelly: Oh my God, he’s BACK!
Young Crock storms the ring with a steel chair and fires off a shot to Jesse Hash! He fires off a shot at Midget Hogan! The crowd is on their feet for Lady Love’s son, who we haven’t seen since Hash laid him out back in the summer!
He lifts Hash…
CROCK BOTTOM!
He drags Riddle on top of Hash, as he wakes Storm…
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Winner: High Minded (Matt Riddle)
Match Time: 22:01
Arn Anderson: What a reception for Young Crock! At long last, justice for that heinous attack, and for what Jesse Hash did to his mother!
Kevin Kelly: What a match! High Minded wins the battle, but this war feels far from over! Don’t go anywhere, when we come back, the AEW World Heavyweight Championship is on the line!!!
SEGMENT THREE
Match #3 | AEW World Heavyweight Championship
‘The Aerial Assassin’ Will Ospreay (C) vs. ‘Switchblade’ Jay White
As Jay White is introduced, Arn Anderson notes that this is White’s second shot at the AEW World Heavyweight Championship, noting that he had previously challenged during Bobby Lashley’s reign in a match that ended in a disqualification.
Kevin Kelly: The AEW World Heavyweight Championship has changed hands more times in 2025 than in any previous year. Of 11 televised defenses, the belt has changed hands six times this year! Those numbers favor Switchblade coming into this bout more than they favor Ospreay!
Arn Anderson: I’m not here to argue with the math, but Ospreay’s not going to be content to see his first western world title reign end in his first defense.
Kevin Kelly: Both of these men are former IWGP World Champions, but holding a world title in Japan isn’t on the same level as holding a heavyweight championship recognized by the World of Wrestling. In White’s head, there’s an asterisk next to whether or not he can call himself a former world champ.
As Ospreay is introduced, the reigning defending champion is out to a hero’s homecoming. Anderson notes the winner of this encounter will have to defend the title in three weeks at Elite Warfare.
The bell sounds, and Ospreay immediately charges with a boot. White immediately bails from the ring, drawing boos from the crowd. Ospreay expresses frustration, calling for White to get back into the ring.
Kevin Kelly: Jay White is in no hurry whatsoever. He wants to drag Will Ospreay into deep, uncomfortable waters.
Arn Anderson: It’s truly a smart strategy. White wants to frustrate the champion. He wants Ospreay to rush and make a mistake.
White finally gets back inside, and the two meet in the center of the ring with a stiff lockup. They jockey for position, but Ospreay muscles White backward and drives him into the corner.
Senior official Michael McMahon calls for the clean break. White uses it to his advantage and charges Ospreay, who catches him in a side headlock. White moves them to the ropes and breaks free, rebounding into a shoulder block from Ospreay. White absorbs it before hitting the ropes and catching him with a shoulder block of his own.
Ospreay loses his balance and tumbles to the mat, but he quickly kips back up. He’s met with an open hand slap to his face, drawing boos from the crowd once more.
Ospreay hits the ropes and flies past White on the first charge. He runs the ropes a second time, and then a third, picking up speed. He hits White full force with a shoulder block, this time sending White crashing to the mat.
As White gets back to his feet, Ospreay hits him with a dropkick right on the jaw. White rolls to the outside again, looking to reset.
Arn Anderson: Normally, I’d encourage a wrestler to step out of bounds to try and reset. With Ospreay, it may be a mistake because of all the things he can hit you with!
Ospreay leaps over the ropes and connects with a plancha before whipping White into the barricade. As White tries to catch his breath, Ospreay goes back inside, hits the ropes once more, and goes for a suicide dive. White catches him midair, hurling him ribs-first into the barricade!
White scoops him up and goes for a suplex onto the floor, but White hooks his leg and stops the momentum. White reverses it, picking him up for a suplex. Rather than following through the move, however, he spins Ospreay and slams him ribs-first into the steel post!
Kevin Kelly: A nasty landing for the champion!
Arn Anderson: Jay White’s just so aware of his surroundings. That was almost a sidewinder! You take away Ospreay’s ability to draw a full breath, and you slow down the champion immeasurably!
As Ospreay writhes in pain on the floor, White rolls in to break up the count. He rolls back to the outside and grabs Ospreay by the hair, rolling him back into the ring.
Ospreay tries to create some difference, nailing White with a right hand, followed by another. White kicks him in the gut and lifts him for a rib-breaker, again winding the champion.
White continues to focus on Ospreay’s ribs, driving him into the corner and hitting him with shoulder thrust after shoulder thrust. White hits a modified bearhug with Ospreay on the mat. Ospreay fights to his feet and throws a series of back elbows, but White transitions it into a snap back suplex.
Arn Anderson: And now it’s Ospreay rolling to the outside to catch his breath!
White follows him, sending him back first into the apron. He whips him into the barricade and then back into the apron. White tosses him back into the ring and waits for Ospreay to rise to his feet. He charges with a corner uppercut, but Ospreay sidesteps it.
Ospreay hits a few chops, followed by a desperation uppercut. White fires back with a suplex into the corner, followed by a cover!
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Ospreay kicks out.
Arn Anderson: What a treat here tonight, in the final match of the year for All Elite Wrestling. Two of the best superstars on the planet, fighting for the ultimate prize in the game!
With Ospreay on the mat, White locks in a modified octopus stretch. Ospreay wrestles out of it, and the two exchange punches in the center of the ring. Ospreay goes for an Irish whip, but White counters with one of his own. Ospreay hits the ropes, looking for the handspring enziguiri, but White catches him on the rebound with a stiff kick to the gut!
Arn Anderson: Switchblade Jay White has an answer to everything!
White pushes Ospreay into the corner, and Ospreay catches him with a hook kick to create some separation. Ospreay goes to the apron and looks to springboard, but White pulls down the top rope and Ospreay fumbles, gutting himself on the top rope!
Arn Anderson: The longer this match goes on, the more Ospreay is favoring his ribs.
White doesn’t let up, hitting the ropes and charging Ospreay. Ospreay counters with a big sunset flip that sends White to the outside! Ospreay fires up as the crowd cheers him on. He charges, backflips, clears the ropes, and levels White with a twisting moonsault!
On the outside, Ospreay still favors his ribs as he sends White back inside. He springboards, this time connecting with a phenomenal clothesline. He hits the ropes again, this time connecting with the handspring enziguiri! He follows it up with the skytwister press into the cover!
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White kicks out!
Arn Anderson: How many rotations did Will Ospreay get on that skytwister press?! I’ve never seen anything like this young man. Dragonfly, Krusader… they set the pace, but Ospreay’s elevated the aerial game more than anyone in the modern era.
Ospreay lifts White for the Stormbreaker, but this time his ribs give out, and he’s unable to lift him. Instead, he sends White back over the ropes and to the outside. He goes for another dive, but White sees it coming and moves out of the way. Ospreay crashes violently into the barricade, his neck and shoulders taking the brunt of it.
Kevin Kelly: A horrifying landing for Will Ospreay!
On the outside, McMahon checks on Ospreay, but White doesn’t allow him to tend to him for long. He picks Ospreay back up and sends him inside, drilling him with a modified Death Valley Driver into the cover!
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Thre—
Ospreay gets his shoulder up!
White begins to stomp away on Ospreay’s ribs, sandwiching him in the corner. He knees him in the face and goes for another stomp. Ospreay catches his boot and lifts him onto his shoulder, placing him on the second rope. He nails the Cheeky Nandos (a hook kick when the opponent is leaning on the second rope towards the ring post) before lifting him to the top rope. He ties White into the tree of woe and unloads a series of slaps as White is defenseless! The offense draws admonishment from the referee, but cheers from the crowd.
As White manages to free himself, Ospreay scoops him into the ropes and onto his shoulders, as Anderson speculates that he’s looking for the Stormbreaker. White slides out of it, but Ospreay catches him and attempts an inverted suplex! White lands on his feet and lifts Ospreay, positioning him for the Blade Runner!
Ospreay ducks it and goes for the Hidden Blade elbow! White sidesteps it and catches him with a flatliner! German suplex!
White’s back to his feet and sets up in the corner. He charges Ospreay, who counters with the Spanish Fly!
Kevin Kelly: My God, what a counter!
Arn Anderson: But Ospreay can’t capitalize! There’s been too much damage to the ribs!
Both men are down, just barely fighting off McMahon’s 10-count. They get back to their feet, and Ospreay throws a forearm. White fires back with the same! They exchange strikes in the center of the ring before Ospreay bests him.
Ospreay pulls White up by the hair, but he immediately charges him with a shoulder to the ribs! Ospreay doubles over! White unloads with rights, before picking Ospreay up off the mat! Ospreay counters with an uppercut!
Ospreay calls for the Oscutter, but before he can hit the ropes, White pulls him down with a fist full of hair! Ospreay fires back with a hook kick that doubles White over.
He scoops White up into the electric chair drop, but instead backs himself into the corner. To the surprise of Kelly and Anderson, and to the delight of the crowd, Ospreay begins to climb the ropes with White on his shoulders! Ospreay flips him through, hitting a modified powerbomb from the second ropes!
The crowd pops huge, and Ospreay covers him!
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2.999!
Arn Anderson: So close!
Ospreay calls for the OsCutter, but White sees it coming and immediately falls to the mat!
Arn Anderson: Well, that’s one way to counter!
Ospreay steps over him, hooking his arms as he tries again for the Stormbreaker. White again drops to the mat, forcing Ospreay to try for the big lift, but his ribs give out again!
Arn Anderson: Jay White’s decision to target those ribs early on may very well be the reason he’s still in this thing! He’s crippled so much of Ospreay’s offense!
Ospreay lights him up with some martial arts kicks before setting up in the corner. He signals for the Hidden Blade!
Arn Anderson: He doesn’t need to lift you to hit you with this!
He charges White, but White ducks it! Ospreay hits the ropes, bouncing for the OsCutter! White catches him with a crucifix-like counter, as he holds Ospreay on the mat and unloads with merciless elbows!
White finally lets up, using the ropes to pull himself up. He lifts Ospreay into a Blade Runner, but Ospreay spins around and plants him on his neck with the reverse hurricanrana!
HIDDEN BLADE!
Arn Anderson: Both men are down! There’s a BIG fight feel here!
Through grunted breaths, Ospreay struggles to climb towards White. He gets to his feet, his breathing labored. White gets to his knees as Ospreay pulls off the elbow pad!
Kevin Kelly: Wait a minute, what’s this?
Arn Anderson: Oh no, the rest of the Bullet Club is here! That’s Austin and Colten Gunn on the apron!
McMahon immediately turns to deal with the Gunns, and Ospreay spots them in the corner. Each breath Ospreay takes shows evidence of the injured ribs. He stumbles to the corner to get his hands on the Gunns, but Switchblade craws from behind and hits a low blow!
Arn Anderson: Oh, come on!
Ospreay starts to double over, as the White catches him and holds him up. The Gunns bail from the apron, and White sends Ospreay flying backward and onto his head with the snap German!
Will Ospreay looks completely out of it, and the boos from the crowd are deafening!
Kevin Kelly: He threw him right on his head!
White picks him back up, hitting him with the Bloody Sunday suplex! He covers the champion!
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2.999!!
Ospreay kicks out!
White refuses to let go of Ospreay’s arm and pulls him up for the Blade Runner! Ospreay flips through and pulls him up… SUNSET POWERBOMB!
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WHITE KICKS OUT!
Arn Anderson: OH MY GOD! How bad does Jay White want to win this thing?!
Ospreay rolls White into the corner and climbs the ropes… INVERTED 450 SPLASH! He lands bad on his own ribs, immediately drawing up in reaction before rolling for the cover!!
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Thre—
White has his hand on the rope!
Kevin Kelly: How does White do it! How does he always know where he is in that ring at all times?!
Ospreay’s back to his feet and for the third time goes for the Stormbreaker… he finally gets him up, but White slides out! White goes for the Blader Runner; Ospreay slides out and misses with a hook kick! Sleeper suplex sends Ospreay backwards, but he flips through and lands on his feet! Hook kick! Another one! He hits the ropes… HIDDEN BLADE connects!
The crowd roars as Ospreay hits the ropes… OsCutter connects! White topples forward, but Ospreay catches him. He positions him again between his legs…
Arn Anderson: Ospreay’s determined to hit this move!
He lifts him with a groan, but this time, Stormbreaker connects!
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3!!!
Winner: Will Ospreay
Match Time: 29:23
Arn Anderson: What a match-up! Switchblade Jay White just had the performance of a lifetime, but there’s no doubt Kev… Will Ospreay is THE MAN right now!
Kevin Kelly: Folks, that’s a wrap for All Elite Wrestling in 2025! Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year, and we’ll see you on Monday, Jan. 5!
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