29th December 2008: ECW time… once again!
Finally back on ECW for some matches and promos. No Smackdown! tonight for me. One hour show, I only have to be there for about 15 to 20 minutes of it. Can relax a lot tonight… wooohooo! Match is against Katie-Lee. Classic match of my career. But before the match, I do have a promo to do, which involves the reveal of my Playboy cover. Oh, this will be fun!
Promo: I stand outside Teddy's office waiting for the promo to start. I'm given the signal to enter Teddy's office to start the promo.
"You wanted to see me Teddy" I say as I walk in
"Hola Zoe, yes I did want to see you" he replies in the way he always does
"Is there a problem?" I ask
"No, I just wanted to congratulate you on your Playboy cover, it looks amazing"
"Oh, thanks Teddy… it's amazing of what technology can do these days"
"You mean the lighting and that kind of stuff, right?" Tiffany asks
"Oh yeah, yeah… let's go with that!"
"Well you got a match with Katie-Lee tonight" Tiffany starts
"And it's up next!" Teddy finishes
A cheeky smile comes on my face.
Katie-Lee comes in really quietly and stands behind me. Tiffany gets a scared/freaked look on her face.
"She's right behind me, isn't she?" I ask
"Yeah, she is" Tiffany replies
I turn around and look Katie straight in the eyes.
"Tonight, I destroy that little Playboy body of yours. Limb by limb" Katie says, trying the intimidate me
"Well, I can see you haven't changed a bit since Halloween and the last time we faced eachother. But I have, you see… I'm a champion… so HA!"
She scans me up and down with anger burning in her eyes. She turns away, angrily, and storms out the door.
"I'll catch up with you guys later… I got myself a match to win" I say and walk out of Teddy's office
Promo over!
Match: Katie-Lee vs. Zoe Hardy
The entrances finish off and the crowd is electric. Pumped that I'm wrestling on my home brand, ECW, once again. Let's make this a good match, don't want this to be an easy win like it is normally when I face her. Let's let her win for a bit… and then I come back & steal the win!
The match is all back and forward for a good 6 minutes. She hits her finisher.
"1, 2…"
I raise my leg and put my foot on the bottom rope. That's ring knowledge right there!
The referee stops the count and Katie-Lee gets all frustrated. She begins to argue with the referee.
"That was 3 ref, 3!" she complains
"She got her foot on the rope, it was 2"
"God… learn how to count ref… that was 3"
"It was 2"
At which point my eyes have opened and I see none other than Paul Burchill running down the ramp. Man, where is Matt when I need him? Paul gets up on the apron and distracts the referee. At this point, Katie-Lee exposes the top turnbuckle. The pure steel metal is exposed and she pulls me up by my hair. She drags me the turnbuckle and begins to smash my forehead into the steel. Over and over again my forehead is smashed into the steel. I would say at least 15 times my head was hitting the metal… well, that's the point where I was completely knocked out. My forehead is cut open and blood is running down my face. The rest I know from watching the match over afterwards. And I counted, she hit my forehead on the turnbuckle 20 times in total.
John Morrison runs down the ramp to sort out Paul Burchill… oh yeah, for the past few weeks, he & Paul have had some huge matches, John has won all but 1 of the matches and Paul attacks him after the matches… that's the reason he runs down. He pulls Paul off the apron and his head bounces off the apron on the way down. Those two fight outside the ring.
Katie-Lee lets go of my head and I fall backwards onto the canvas. She goes for the pin…
"1, 2, 3… ring the bell" the referee counts and calls for the bell.
Katie-Lee quickly runs out the ring and Paul runs to her. John slides into the ring to check on my condition… aww, what a sweetie! He might be a tag team champion with The Miz, but he always checks on his friends… even if it isn't part of his on-screen character, like now.
It goes to a commercial break, during which John pulled me out the ring and carried me up the ramp to the trainers backstage.
"She still knocked out?" the trainer asks
"Yeah, I think so" John replies
"Lie her down and we'll try to sort this all out"
John puts me on the table. The trainer begins to look at the cut. He cleans up the blood.
"Man, that's a deep one" he says
"Wow, it is as well" John responds as he sees the cut
Meanwhile…
"Have you guys seen Zoe?" Matt asks franticly
"Check the trainer's room" The Miz replies
"Thanks man" Matt says and runs to the trainer's room where he finds John looking over a knocked out me.
"What happened?" he asks in slight panic
"Claim down man, she has a deep cut on her forehead and is still knocked out… nothing to worry about" John explains calmly
"Oh, okay… wait, she's still knocked out?"
"Yeah, but she'll be fine… calm down Matt… I'm sure that she'll wake up in the next few minutes" John says
"Okay, okay… how'd she get the cut?"
"Exposed turnbuckle over a dozen times… you should really watch it, you know, especially when she's wrestling"
"I was in the showers and getting ready for my match against Mike… does she need stitches?"
"Yeah, but only a few, nothing major" the trainer replies and getting ready to give me a few stitches
"Okay, okay… I got to go do my match" Matt say quickly and kisses me on my forehead
"See ya Matt" John says as Matt runs down the hallway towards the curtain
The trainer finishes the stitches… 6 in total, it seriously is nothing major.
"She should really be, not knocked out by now" the trainer says as he puts a cover on the stitches
"Yeah, try splashing some cold water on her face… it works in the cartoons" John says
"True" the trainer says and grabs a sponge of cold water. He squeezes the sponge above my face and the cold water runs down onto my face.
I feel the coldness and my eyes snap open. I quickly sit up.
"Yay, she's alive!" John says with a smile and a slight laugh
"Dude, that was freezing… oh fuck my head hurts" I say and hold my head
"Alright, you're fine… free to go" the trainer
"Hang on… hang on… how many stitches have I got in my head?"
"6"
"Damn… I was aiming for 10"
John laughs and shakes his head slightly.
"And you stayed here throughout the whole thing" I say as I turn my attention to John
"Yeah, what are friends for? Oh, Matt was in here before, but he had to head out to his match"
"Aww, you're so sweet"
"Thanks"
"Wait, Matt was here? Man, I haven't seen him in like over an hour"
"Won't you being seeing him at the hotel?"
"Nah, not this week… got Adam as my room mate this week"
"Oh, I bet that brings back memories for ya"
"Shut up, shut up… if I wasn't as dizzy as hell right now, I would slap you"
"I'm kidding… you know I was…"
"Yeah right…"
"Come on… let's go count how many times Katie-Lee hit your head on the metal"
"Fine, but I'm still going to slap you… just when I'm not as dizzy"
"Fine, come on"
"Okay… see ya next week man" I say to the trainer and I slide off the table and walk out the door with John.
We watch the tape and count the number of times my head hit the exposed metal of the turnbuckle. As I said before, in total it was 20.
I head back to the hotel with John, Matt's catching a ride with Jeff.
I get to my room and see the bed as like a heaven on Earth. I fall onto it and realize that I left the door open.
"John" I yell out
John walks to my room. "Yeah"
"Can you close the door, please?" I say and look at him with a smile on my face
"Alright, night Zoe… see you next week"
"Thanks sweetie, and night"
He closes the door and goes back to his room.
I crawl up to the top of the bed and look around the room. Only one bed… oh shit! Adam is sleeping on the sofa… I've already claimed this huge bed as mine! Hehehe!
A couple hours later, Adam walks in the room.
"Hey Zoe"
"Hey Adam"
"Only one big bed, ay?"
"Yep, and I've already claimed it… you got the sofa"
"Damn… oh come on… it's a huge bed"
"No!"
"Zoe… we haven't spent a night together in god knows how long, you are married now, I don't want Matt to hate me like the last time I took his girl, and I don't have any strong feelings towards you"
I look him in the eyes… yeah, he ain't lying. "Fine, but if you touch me, I will kick you where it hurts… you are too convincing"
"Thank you, and I know" he says with a smile
We sleep and I end up kicking off the bed. He didn't touch me, I just wanted some more room, and when I say more room, I mean the whole bed. He pushes me back and we go back to sleep.
Good night boys and girls, ladies and gentlemen, and others!