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"The Macho Man has the heart of a lion!" Lawler pleaded. "He just needs to make the tag to Booker or Diesel!" But the heels were operating like a well oiled machine. Swagger tagged R-Truth back in. Truth locked Savage in a tight reverse chinlock, grounding the high flying legend and cutting off the ring.
The Jacksonville crowd began to rally, clapping their hands in unison, stomping their feet, desperately trying to will the Macho Man back to his feet.
"MACHO! MACHO! MACHO!"
Savage, his face contorted in pain, slowly began to push himself up. He broke Truth's grip with a jawbreaker. Truth stumbled backward. Savage lunged desperately toward his corner, his hand outstretched toward Booker T!
But The Miz made a blind tag! Before Savage could reach Booker, Miz rushed into the ring, grabbing Savage by the tights and violently pulling him back into the center of the ring!
Miz hooked Savage's arms, looking for the Skull Crushing Finale!
But Savage dropped his weight, executing a beautiful snap mare takeover that sent Miz flying over his shoulder! Both men were down on the mat!
"This is it!" Cole screamed. "This is the opening! Savage needs to make the tag!"
Savage began the slow, agonizing crawl toward his corner. The Miz began crawling toward his.
Savage leaped forward, slapping the outstretched hand of Booker T!
The Miz tagged in Jack Swagger!
Booker T sprang over the top rope like a coiled spring! He ducked a wild clothesline from Swagger, hitting a massive leaping forearm smash! R-Truth ran in illegally, but Booker caught him with a devastating spinebuster!
Swagger charged again, but Booker caught him perfectly, hooking his arm and slamming him into the mat with the Book End!
"Book End! Book End!" Lawler shrieked. "Booker T is cleaning house!"
Booker hooked Swagger's leg!
One! Two!
The Miz dove across the ring, breaking up the pinfall at the absolute last possible millisecond!
The ring instantly dissolved into absolute, unmitigated chaos.
Diesel stepped over the top rope, grabbing The Miz by the throat. Miz's eyes bugged out of his head. Diesel lifted the A-Lister up, but R-Truth jumped onto the giant's back, locking in a sleeper hold to save his partner!
Diesel stumbled backward under the weight, crashing into the ropes, while The Miz collapsed to the canvas, gasping for air.
Jack Swagger, recovering from the Book End, saw Booker T turning around. Swagger charged, looking for a devastating gutwrench powerbomb!
But Booker fought out with sharp elbows to the side of Swagger's head. Booker bounced off the ropes, completely ignoring the chaos happening between Diesel, Truth, and Miz on the other side of the ring.
The six man tag team match had devolved into a masterpiece of continuous, breathtaking action, the referee completely losing control as all six men threw the rulebook entirely out the window.
"This is an absolute clinic!" Cole yelled over the roar of the crowd, the camera panning wildly to catch the bodies flying across the ring. "The sheer talent and movesets on display from both of these teams are simply unbelievable!"
"I don't know where to look!" Lawler added, his voice breathless. "It's complete bedlam in Buffalo!"
"Come on, Swagger! Finish him!" JBL screamed into his headset, desperately rooting for the heels to pick up the victory and secure a moral victory for the Undisputed System.
Booker T, shaking out his wrist from the sheer force of the Book End he had just delivered, saw Swagger trying to push himself up off the canvas. Booker bounced off the ropes, accelerating to maximum velocity, and launched himself into the air, looking for a devastating Scissor Kick to put the All-American American away for good.
But Swagger possessed the elite ring awareness of an amateur wrestling standout. He rolled out of the trajectory at the absolute last microsecond. Booker's boot crashed into the empty mat. Swagger instantly popped to his feet, lunged forward, and caught Booker T's leg, violently twisting it and locking in the Patriot Lock right in the center of the ring!
"He's got it locked in! The Patriot Lock!" JBL cheered wildly, jumping out of his chair. "Tap out, Booker! Tap out! Swagger is going to snap his ankle like a dry twig and send him back to the retirement home where he belongs!"
"Booker is in absolute agony!" Cole shrieked, watching the six time champion scream in pain, desperately clawing at the canvas. "He is nowhere near the ropes! He has to find a way to break the hold!"
On the other side of the ring, Big Daddy Cool was still dealing with the parasitic weight of R-Truth. The conspiracy theorist had his arms wrapped tightly around Diesel's neck in a desperate sleeper hold, trying to chop down the seven foot tree.
Diesel stumbled blindly, his face turning a dark shade of red. But the veteran legend wasn't going down that easily. With a guttural roar of pure, unadulterated power, Diesel reached back, grabbed R-Truth by his dreadlocks, and violently snapped him forward over his massive shoulder!
Truth flew through the air, crashing spine-first onto the canvas with a devastating backpack stunner escape!
The Miz, who had just recovered from being choked out moments prior, saw Diesel turn around. The A-Lister foolishly charged the giant, looking to hit a running clothesline.
Diesel didn't even flinch. He simply raised his massive right boot, catching The Miz perfectly under the jaw with a catastrophic Big Boot that sounded like a shotgun blast echoing through the arena.
Miz completely flipped backward, tumbling head-over-heels before crashing into the corner, absolutely lifeless.
"Diesel is cleaning house!" Lawler yelled. "He just swatted The Miz out of the air like a fly!"
Diesel turned his attention back to the center of the ring, where Jack Swagger was still wrenching Booker T's ankle. Diesel took two massive, deliberate steps forward.
Swagger looked up, his eyes widening in sheer panic as he realized the shadow of the giant was falling over him. Swagger immediately released the Patriot Lock, scrambling backward like a terrified crab, abandoning his submission hold just to preserve his own life.
Booker T gasped for air, clutching his ankle, rolling toward his corner.
"Swagger is a coward!" Lawler mocked. "He wanted no part of Big Daddy Cool!"
"It's called tactical preservation, King!" JBL argued defensively. "You don't stand in front of a freight train! Swagger is regrouping to formulate a better strategy! That is the kind of high IQ wrestling the God King appreciates!"
With the ring temporarily cleared of immediate threats, Booker T managed to drag himself up using the ring ropes. He limped toward the corner, extending his hand. Diesel leaned over the top rope, slapping Booker's hand to make the legal tag.
The crowd popped massively as Diesel formally entered the match as the legal man.
R-Truth, having just recovered from the backpack stunner, staggered to his feet. He saw Diesel stalking toward him. Truth tried to utilize his incredible, explosive speed. He hit the ropes, darting forward, and launched himself into a beautiful, twisting corkscrew scissors kick, aiming right for the giant's temple!
But Diesel simply swatted Truth's legs away mid-air. As Truth crashed to the mat, Diesel grabbed him by the throat, hoisting the wildly kicking superstar high into the air with one hand.
"He's got him for the Chokeslam!" Cole yelled.
But from out of nowhere, Jack Swagger re entered the fray. He clipped the back of Diesel's knee with a brutal chop block! Diesel roared in frustration, dropping R-Truth to the mat as his massive leg buckled.
The Miz, ever the opportunist, sprang to life from the corner. He charged the kneeling giant, hitting a devastating running knee lift straight to Diesel's jaw!
"The numbers game is catching up to the giant!" JBL cheered. "Miz and Swagger are working in perfect harmony!"
Swagger and Miz began double teaming Diesel, raining down heavy, closed fist punches, trying to keep the big man grounded. The referee, finally regaining some semblance of control over the chaotic match, began his five-count, warning Miz and Swagger to break the double team.
"One! Two! Three! Four!" the official shouted, physically stepping between the competitors.
Miz and Swagger backed away, their hands raised in mock innocence. But the distraction was all they needed. R-Truth scrambled to his feet, hitting the ropes, and connected with a massive leaping Lie Detector forearm smash that finally laid Diesel out flat on his back!
Truth scrambled for the cover, hooking the massive leg of the giant!
"Could this be it?!" Cole gasped. "Could Truth pull off the massive upset?!"
One! Two!
Diesel violently powered his shoulder up, the sheer force of the kickout launching R-Truth entirely off of him and sending the conspiracy theorist tumbling halfway across the ring!
"It's going to take a lot more than that to keep Big Daddy Cool down!" Lawler laughed, completely relieved.
The match continued its breakneck, instant classic pace, a true clinic of contrasting styles. The cunning, rapid fire tag team mechanics of Miz, Truth, and Swagger were constantly clashing against the overwhelming power, veteran instincts, and sheer star power of Savage, Booker, and Diesel. Every time the current-era stars seemed to gain a definitive advantage, the legends would pull an incredible reversal out of their expansive arsenals.
Swagger tagged The Miz back in. The A-Lister climbed the top turnbuckle, looking for a double axe handle on the recovering Diesel. Miz leaped into the air, but Diesel caught him right in the breadbasket with a devastating mid air right hand that completely folded The Miz in half!
Diesel slowly pushed himself up to a vertical base. He looked over at his corner. The Macho Man Randy Savage was jumping up and down on the ring apron, his neon fringe flying wildly, demanding the tag.
Diesel reached out, slapping Savage's outstretched hand.
The Jacksonville arena completely unglued.
"The Macho Man is back in!" Cole shrieked over the deafening noise. "The Madness is running wild on Monday Night RAW!"
Savage sprang over the top rope, a look of pure, unhinged intensity in his eyes. The Miz scrambled to his feet, throwing a desperate right hand. Savage blocked it effortlessly, responding with a blistering flurry of left handed jabs that backed the A-Lister into the ropes. Savage Irish whipped Miz across the ring, dropping his head to look for a back body drop.
Miz anticipated the move, kicking Savage squarely in the chest. Miz hit the ropes, accelerating forward for a running clothesline. But Savage ducked underneath it, popped up behind Miz, and executed a flawless, picture-perfect back suplex that drove the A-Lister's shoulders hard into the mat!
Jack Swagger ran in to break up the momentum. Savage saw him coming, sidestepping the All-American American, and launched him entirely over the top rope with a massive back body drop! Swagger crashed violently onto the ringside floor, clutching his back in absolute agony.
"Savage is a one man wrecking crew!" Lawler cheered, his crown practically falling off his head from the excitement. "He is taking out everyone in his path!"
R-Truth entered the ring illegally, desperate to save his team. He charged Savage, looking for his signature spinning heel kick. But Booker T had seen enough. Booker slid into the ring under the bottom rope, intercepting Truth with a devastating, echoing knife edge chop that stopped the conspiracy theorist dead in his tracks.
Booker T grabbed R-Truth by the tights, physically hurling him through the middle ropes to the outside floor, right next to where Jack Swagger was still writhing in pain.
Inside the ring, The Miz slowly staggered to his feet. He looked around, his eyes wide in sheer, unadulterated terror. He realized with a sickening twist in his gut that both of his partners had been neutralized and dumped to the outside. He was completely alone in the ring with the Macho Man.
Savage hit the ropes, accelerating to top speed, and nearly took The Miz's head completely off his shoulders with a catastrophic, leaping flying clothesline!
Miz collapsed into a heap in the center of the ring.
Savage popped up, pointing directly at Booker T. Booker nodded, tagging himself in on Savage's outstretched hand.
The end was near, and the crowd knew it. They rose to their feet in unified anticipation.
Booker T stalked The Miz. As the A-Lister slowly pushed himself up to a kneeling position, entirely disoriented, Booker delivered a swift, brutal kick directly to the gut, doubling Miz over. Booker hit the ropes, rebounded with incredible velocity, and executed a flawless, devastating Scissors Kick!
The back of Booker's leg drove Miz's face squarely into the canvas with a sickening thud.
Miz rolled toward the ropes, completely lifeless, sliding under the bottom cable and tumbling to the ringside floor to join Swagger and Truth.
"Scissors Kick! Scissors Kick!" Cole yelled. "The Miz is out cold! The legends are systematically dismantling this team!"
But R-Truth, operating on pure, desperate instinct, managed to drag himself back up to the ring apron. He saw The Miz and Swagger completely incapacitated on the floor. He saw the three legends standing tall in the ring, staring a hole directly through him.
Truth looked down at his partners. He yelled at Miz to get up. He yelled at Swagger to help him.
But The Miz, clutching his jaw, simply shook his head. He had taken enough punishment for one night. He wasn't going to sacrifice himself for a match that was already lost. The A-Lister turned his back on the ring and began to limp slowly up the entrance ramp.
Jack Swagger, seeing Miz abandon the match, made the exact same business decision. He clutched his lower back, stumbling backward up the aisle, following his Hollywood partner to the safety of the locker room.
"Look at this!" Lawler laughed, pointing at the ramp. "There is no honor among thieves! The Miz and Jack Swagger are completely abandoning R-Truth to the wolves! They are leaving him to face the music all by himself!"
"It's a disgrace!" JBL wailed, his voice cracking. "They are supposed to be a team! They are supposed to stand their ground! This is why the Undisputed System is the only true faction in the WWE! Sandro Zhang would never tolerate this kind of cowardice!"
R-Truth turned his head, watching his partners walk away in absolute disbelief. The reality of his situation washed over him. He slowly turned his head back to face the ring.
Booker T, Diesel, and Randy Savage were standing in a line, absolute, predatory smiles on their faces.
Truth slowly, hesitantly stepped through the ropes. He put his hands up, trying to reason with the veterans.
"My bad!" Truth pleaded, backing away toward the corner. "My bad! It's a misunderstanding! I don't even like those guys!"
Booker T didn't care about the apologies. He stepped forward, delivering a devastating kick to the gut that immediately doubled Truth over. Booker hit the ropes, accelerating, and delivered a second, even more brutal Scissors Kick that drove the conspiracy theorist face first into the canvas!
Booker T didn't go for the cover. He simply stood up and tagged Diesel.
The seven foot giant stepped over the top rope, cracking his knuckles. Diesel reached down, grabbing the unconscious R-Truth by his dreadlocks, hauling him up to his feet. Diesel hooked Truth's arms, lifted him effortlessly into the stratosphere, and held him suspended high above the ring.
"Jackknife!" Cole screamed as Diesel dropped Truth violently on the back of his neck with the catastrophic Jackknife Powerbomb!
The ring shook from the impact. But still, they were not finished. The fans demanded the ultimate nostalgic conclusion, and the legends were more than happy to deliver.
Diesel tagged Randy Savage.
The Macho Man sprinted to the corner, scaling the turnbuckles with the speed and agility of a man half his age. He stood tall on the top rope, the Madness burning brightly in his eyes, pointing both of his index fingers high into the Jacksonville sky.
The entire arena held its breath, completely captivated by the iconic silhouette.
Savage leaped into the air, hanging suspended in time, before crashing down with devastating, pinpoint precision! He drove his elbow directly into the sternum of R-Truth with the signature, picture perfect Flying Elbow Drop!
"THE ELBOW DROP CONNECTS!" Cole shrieked, completely losing his voice. "THIS MATCH IS OVER! RING THE BELL!"
Savage hooked the massive leg of R-Truth, hooking it deep, as the referee dove into position.
One!
The crowd counted along, a massive, deafening roar.
Two!
Three!
DING! DING! DING!
The majestic, triumphant horns of "Pomp and Circumstance" absolutely blasted through the arena PA system. The Jacksonville crowd exploded into a massive, sustained standing ovation.
"Here are your winners..." Justin Roberts boomed over the music. "The team of BOOKER T... DIESEL... and the 'MACHO MAN'... RANDY SAVAGE!"
"What an absolute clinic!" Lawler cheered, standing on his chair to applaud. "The legends came to Jacksonville, they put on a wrestling masterclass, and they proved that class is permanent! The Miz, Swagger, and Truth didn't stand a chance once the momentum shifted!"
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 21 (2011)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida, USA
Brand: WWE - RAW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Styles
Faction: The Undisputed System
Championships History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions, 1x FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA World Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA X Division Champion, 1x WWE United States Champion, 1x WWE Champion, & 1x World Heavyweight Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner, 1x Mr. Money In The Bank, Youngest WWE Champion, PWI Top 500 (No.1) - 2010, & 1x KOTR (2010)
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0