RESULTS: Monday Night Raw Mar. 10, 1997

The World Wrestling Federation.... for over THREE years, the symbol of excellence in sports entertainment.

(The camera shows the parking lot, outside the CoreStates Center. A rental car has just pulled into a space, and the driver has gotten out. It's Double J! Jarrett grabs his bags and crosses the street and stands in front of the building.)

"Ha Ha Ha! Oh, boy! Tonight I'm back in action, and Undertaker . . . tonight, punk, right here in Philadelphia, you become Apollo Creed as Rocky Balboa here puts the hurting on you! Ha Ha Ha!"

Jarrett starts to make his way towards the arena, but suddenly a long limosine pulls up in the street just behind him. A tapping at the window is heard, and the back window rolls down. Jarrett walks over and puts his ear to open window and listens, before talking to whoever is inside.

"No . . . no, don't worry about it. It's all set. Yeah, tonight. No, he's ready. Trust me, it'll all work out. Alright, I'll see you inside."

The window goes back up, and Jarrett enters the building. The limo shifts back into drive and pulls down into the garage of the arena, as the camera zooms in on the lisence plate . . . which reads "MR. BIG".

(Monday Night Raw Theme Plays.)

Fireworks erupt over the CoreStates Center in Philadelphia! The fans are going WILD!!!! A spotlight spins across the fans to the runway to show... THE GIANT! He's heading down the aisle toward the announcer's table!

Pillman: Alright! Giant! The next world champ! WELCOME! Anvil... hand him a head-set.

The Anvil, standing next to Pillman, reluctantly hands the Giant a head-set.

Giant: I hope none of you mind... I will be commentating during this Raw. Sorry Heart Attack, Mr.Taylor is busy so he can't come out here to sit with you.

Heart Attack: You know DAMN well... and all these people know damn well that I have NOTHING TO DO with Terry Taylor! He is FAR from PERFECT!

Pillman: Hahaha! Does Corey know about Taylor, Heart Attack?

Heart Attack: I'm not going to say ANYTHING! This is crazy! Go ahead and talk.

Giant: Brian, I do not like Atlantra. I think she's a member of the Rebirth and I don't trust her. I've overheard Phoenix talking to her.

Pillman: Does anybody know what this Rebirth is? What was dead that has to be reborn? Heart Attack, maybe it's your career... they asked YOU to join!

Heart Attack: You TOO! Maybe it'll START your career!

Pillman: Yeah, well... I WAS INJURED! Anvil... I've broken a sweat. Wipe my brow.

The Anvil brings up a towel and dabs it on Pillman's head... a little rough, pushing his head back. The Giant glares at Anvil, who gets a wild look back at the Giant.

Pillman: EASY! EASY!

Anvil: No sweat. Heheheh.

Pillman: That's right, citizens... the Anvil is my Servant for a Day! And what a day it's been! We're going to forget about talking now... and I'm going to show you some footage of the day.... with the Anvil serving my every need! Let's roll that tape now. Anvil... fetch us some popcorn!