Wallstreet starts with the rest holds as I look at the timer and realize I have two hours of this garbage left.
Mongo and Debra argue over her lust for Jarrett. Double J takes a big bump over the railing. Jarrett gets some early control but Nick Patrick cheats to give Wallstreet the advantage. This is pretty much a nothing match, and this show has already used up all the good will that I may have been willing to use. Two competent to really good workers, neither of which ever got over to the level of their potential. More time wasting with the “Miss nWo” girls. Bubba hops on a Harley and runs into Morrus, which allows Nick Patrick to count to 10 at 9:03. Morrus misses a moonsault and splats on the cement. Eventually they stumble to the floor and down the aisle. Bischoff doesn’t even know how this thing is suppose to end. A moonsault puts Bubba down forever but Nick Patrick can’t make a ten count, which is apparently how you win. A large chain is next introduced and Morrus downs Bubba. They brawl with some standard punch and kick stuff before Bubba tries to use a pair of handcuffs, only to be sent over the top rope with a big clothesline. No truth to the rumor that Donald Trump booked this stipulation. Next…Įric shows some of the middle aged women who are trying to be named “Miss nWo” and a few of the women are asked questions by Jeff Katz. Instead of bumping from the top rope, Jericho sort of hangs half-way down until Chono can toss him through the table. Jericho tries a top rope attack but Chono catches him up there. Chono sets up a table but Jericho prevents him from using it by delivering a variety of suplexes to try and finish his opponent. Jericho fight back with a nice German suplex, but Nick Patrick isn’t interested in counting a pin against his employer’s man. Chono wears away at Jericho’s leg to try and prep him for the STF. Chono works a deliberate pace as Bischoff cackles over spending Ted Turner’s money on the new set.
Harlem Heat, Brian Nobbs, Arn Anderson, Mongo, Sherri Martel and the Faces of Fear come in to watch the action in the audience. Eric Bischoff and Ted Dibiase call the action. The baby faces all have snarky comments shouted at them over the P.A. They have a new set built with three big screens and a large wall of lights that spells out “NWO”. The amount of money they spent renting all those things, and closing a road probably could have funded ECW for a few months. We see a parade of dump trucks, cop cars and ambulances coming down a snow covered road.
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