RESULTS: Monday Night Raw Apr. 21, 1997

Owen lets the hold go, but pulls Benoit into the center of the ring and flips on top of him, hooking the leg. The ref counts... 1... 2.... KICKOUT!

Owen rises up and tags in the Bulldog. Smith pulls Benoit up... and drapes him over his shoulder!!!!

JR: THE POWERSLAM!!! IF HE HITS THIS... IT'S OVER!!!

Benoit drops down behind the Bulldog and twists on a hammerlock. He pulls the Bulldog to his corner and tags in Arn. They exchange.

Anderson comes in and sends the Bulldog to the opposite corner, crashing his back into the turnbuckle! The Bulldog is rebounded back to the center of the ring... where Arn catches him and sends him to Benoit's corner..... AND INTO BENOIT'S OUTSTRETCHED BOOT!!!

JR: Double TEAMING! Classic HORSEMEN style!

Arn comes running in after the Bulldog... and EATS A CLOTHESLINE!!! The Bulldog plows over Anderson and tags in Owen! Owen comes in and pulls Anderson up... into AN ATOMIC DROP that he punctuates with a punch to the gut that doubles Arn over... and into a DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB!!

JR: WOW! WHAT A COMBINATION OF MOVES!!!

Owen goes up to the top... AND HITS AN ELBOWDROP!!! Hart then sends Anderson for the ride... jumping up for the spin wheel kick... but getting swatted out of the air by a double axehandle from Arn! Both wrestlers go down.

After a few moments of catching their breath, they begin to get up to their feet. Owen strikes first with a European Uppercut.... followed by a kick to the face.... then a kick to the stomach that doubles Arn over.... then a kick to the face that straightens him up.... then a SPINNING HEEL KICK!!!! ARN GOES DOWN!!!

Owen hooks his legs.... and turns him over into a SHARPSHOOTER!!!! IT'S OVER!!!! ARN GIVES UP!!!! THE REF RINGS THE BELL!!!

Winners, by submission: Owen Hart and the British Bulldog

JR: WHAT MOVES BY OWEN!! He certainly impressed me tonight! I think Owen and the Bulldog are coming into their own... and when they face the Hart Foundation again, it COULD be a different outcome! What a match that'd be!!!

JR: Let's go now... to Corey Major!

COREY MAJOR

The camera opens up in Corey's apartment in Ohio. Corey is here, dressed in jeans and a demin jacket, open in the front. His face is bruised slightly and he has on some band-aids, covering the wound he suffered recently. He no longer has tape around his ribs.

The apartment is pretty messy. Some make-shift furniture dots the room amidst a sea of chaos! Two piles of laundry, one clean, one dirty is behind the couch. A stack of about 20 pizza boxes is piled to the right. Each box is labeled with a different size and brand of strings for his bass guitar.

On the wall hangs a Claudia Schiffer calendar next to a framed picture containing scores of concert tickets. On the opposite wall is a framed picture of a white wolf.

A series of amplifiers make up the back-drop, behind three basses on stands, one of them a beautiful red sunburst Fender Precision Plus with Lace Sensor Pick-ups. Corey looks up at the camera.

Corey: Welcome to my CHAOTIC ABODE! Doctor's orders has me at home, nursing my wounds and takin' it easy. I've had a rough week... gettin' all banged up by the Enforcers AND Diamond Dallas Page... then gettin' WHALLOPED by the Imperial Machine. That dude can really pack a KICK for someone that ain't got boots on. WHEW!

Corey takes a seat on the edge of the couch.

Corey: Yeah... rough week. But it just goes to show... they STILL fear COREY! I got crappy skills, but I ALSO have Lady Luck ridin' on my shoulders! And let me clear it ALL up... it AIN'T Sunny! Nope! I haven't heard from her in a LONG time... and Roxanne has convinced me, that she ain't no good for my career.

Corey: She's RUINED careers. Sure, she's nice to look at... and I WAS interested. But then she spoke... and THAT sank my battleship. Naw... I'm lookin' for a girl that can maybe help out my career as WELL as bein' someone that is fun..

Corey reaches back behind the couch and pulls up an acoustic bass and taps out a few progressions.

Corey: So Sunny... I've given it thought. And the answer is NO! Blizzard, THAT should make you happy. I ain't 'standin' in your way no more.' So hop TO it! ... ME? I've got WORK to do. I'm headin' back to the Dungeon in Calgary... Roxanne's gym in Miami... and the Sensei's facility in Los Angeles. I'm pullin' in all the experience I can. I'm workin' as HARD as I can... because this HOBBY of mine called wrestling... just MAY pan out into a CAREER! And like I said, dudes... I MAY have crappy skills... but I have MAJOR potential. And THAT'S what the WWF 'SUPERSTARS' fear. This comin' Superstars... Diamond Dallas Page... I gotcha in the ring. I beat you before... and I CAN do it again. I'll need some luck... I'll need to work hard... but I can do it. You underestimated me before... and THAT was my biggest weapon.

Corey: Well, Diamond-dude.... I'll just have to invent some NEW weapons for when I get your butt in the ring this weekend. DDP... on WWF Superstars.... CHAOS WILL ENSUE!!!!

Corey carefully sets the acoustic bass down and stands up, removing his jacket.

Corey: Now I'm gonna grab me a shower... so take the camera and jet! Nice talkin' to you all... and thanks for comin' here. Later dudes!