Triple H was pacing nervously backstage before his non title match with Rob
Van Dam on the RAW show just before Summer Slam. He'd be stripped of his
title at the Pay Per View for certain, all these questions were buzzing
round his head again and again. Still he was a professional and had to
keep his mind focussed on his match. It was Monday and Rob Van Dam had
challenged him to a world title match earlier that night after Triple H had
cost him the Intercontinental title to up and coming young star Randy
Orton. Triple H had accepted his challenge, on the condition it would be
at Summer Slam but he would gladly take on RVD tonight in a non title match
which RVD didn't hesitate to accept and proceeded to tell The Game how he
would 'start the new game for him tonight and end the game on Sunday at
Summer Slam'.
He heard Lillian Garcia the ring announcer introducing RVD 'Introducing first, weighing 238 pounds Rob Van Dam' Now it was his turn as 'Time To Play The Game' by Motorhead blasted through the arena 'Here goes' he said to himself as Lillian made the introduction 'And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Ric Flair, from Greenwich Connecticut, weighing 273 pounds, the World Champion - Triple H' He headed down to the ring to a chorus of boos and jeers, how he enjoyed playing the heel, how he enjoyed being hated by the fans, but at the same time knowing that they respected both him and Ric. It was now that he was very serious, pouring himself with water and then spitting it out again, it was his trade mark in a way. He noticed a fan holding up a sign saying 'Game Over' he couldn't help but chuckle quietly inside, he loved to see fans with signs like that, it added to the heat and the hatred that he loved so much.
He climbed into the ring and the music died down, the lights were back on as usual and the match was about to begin. The bell rang and things were underway, however he still couldn't focus properly and new that, although they had been told to go about 10 to 12 minutes it was going to be a long match and an even longer night.
He heard Lillian Garcia the ring announcer introducing RVD 'Introducing first, weighing 238 pounds Rob Van Dam' Now it was his turn as 'Time To Play The Game' by Motorhead blasted through the arena 'Here goes' he said to himself as Lillian made the introduction 'And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Ric Flair, from Greenwich Connecticut, weighing 273 pounds, the World Champion - Triple H' He headed down to the ring to a chorus of boos and jeers, how he enjoyed playing the heel, how he enjoyed being hated by the fans, but at the same time knowing that they respected both him and Ric. It was now that he was very serious, pouring himself with water and then spitting it out again, it was his trade mark in a way. He noticed a fan holding up a sign saying 'Game Over' he couldn't help but chuckle quietly inside, he loved to see fans with signs like that, it added to the heat and the hatred that he loved so much.
He climbed into the ring and the music died down, the lights were back on as usual and the match was about to begin. The bell rang and things were underway, however he still couldn't focus properly and new that, although they had been told to go about 10 to 12 minutes it was going to be a long match and an even longer night.