"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Monday Night RAW!" says Jim Ross over the RAW theme song, "…To Be Loved" by Papa Roach. Jerry Lawler responds, "I'm Jerry 'The King' Lawler along side Good Ol' Jim Ross, and boy, do we have a match card set here tonight!"
"Yes we do King. Our main event tonight is a Fatal 4-Way for the WWE Championship. John Cena defends his title tonight against Triple H, Randy Orton, and Jeff Hardy." Says J.R.
"But that's not all!" Says King. "Tonight is the long awaited debut of Johnny 'The Gambler' Friedholm. He squares off tonight against the United States Champion Mr. Kennedy in a non-title match."
Meanwhile backstage, Friedholm was lacing up his boots. Behind him, the locker room door opened. To his surprise, Shawn Michaels stood in the doorway. "Mr. Michaels. It's an honor to meet you in person." Said Friedholm.
"Please, call me Michael." Said the Heart Break Kid. "We aren't on camera, so we don't need to use our ring names."
"Sure Mike." Responded Friedholm. He was shocked that the legendary Shawn Michaels was standing so close by.
"I came by to wish you good luck out there tonight. A majority of the locker room is expecting something good out of you tonight. I'll be watching." And with that, Shawn had left, getting ready for his match against Umaga. Friedholm looked at the clock. It was almost time. He walked down the hall to the entrance ramp. Then "Holiday" by Green Day rocketed throughout Continental Airlines Arena. It was his entrance music. Show time. He walked towards the ring and was showered with cheers of the crowd. He got into the ring and leaned against the turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent to show. Then "Turn Up The Trouble" filled the arena as a mixed audience greeted Mr. Kennedy. Some cheered and some booed. He got to the ring, looked at Friedholm, and raised his arm in the air signaling for his mic. It came down from above and the lights dimmed as he started to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to introduce myself. If you already didn't know, I am the United States championnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! I hail from Green Bay, Wisconsinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah! I am MRRRRRRRRRRRRR. KENNEDY!!" He paused and climbed up the turnbuckle. "KENN-AHHH-DEHYYYYYY!" He jumped back down. "But I am not yet done. You see, tonight is the debut of my opponent. He calls himself the gambler, and he made a gamble just entering the ring with me tonight. With a lackluster record in Ohio Valley, I give you the soon-to-be dismantled hick from New Jersey, who is as stupid as the rest of you people in the crowd, Johnny Friedholm…Loserholm." Kennedy said, and clotheslined Friedholm to start the match. The referee quickly rang the bell and the match was underway. Kennedy had quickly begun to go for Frieholm's face, punching it left and right while he was down. Then Friedholm rolled out of the way as Kennedy punched the ring. Getting back to his feet, Friedholm dropkicked Kennedy over the ropes. He fell back first onto the ground outside the ring. As he began to pull himself up using the ring barricade, Friedholm ran towards the back ropes, leaned back, ran towards the ropes directly across from him, and dove out of the ring. He hit Kennedy right in the chest, bringing him down. Friedholm stood up and threw Kennedy back in the ring. He then climbed on the ring apron and climbed up the turnbuckle. He dove in the air with a Corkscrew Splash, his finisher, towards Kennedy. At the last second, Kennedy rolled out of the way, and Friedholm landed on the empty canvas. Kennedy seized the opportunity and set Friedholm up for a Mic Check. It connected, and Kennedy went for the pin. 1-2… Friedholm got his shoulder up as the ref's hand was coming down. Kennedy grew with anger and scaled the turnbuckle for the Kenton Bomb. He dove towards Friedholm and flipped in the air. His back met the knees of Friedholm as he rolled over in pain. Friedholm the quickly got up and applied a sitting headlock to Kennedy. The pain became too much. Kennedy tapped and Friedholm got his first victory. The ref raised his hand as Kennedy rolled out of the ring. Friedholm climbed the turnbuckle and stood before the cheering crowd. However, outside the ring, Kennedy had grabbed a steel chair. He climbed back into the ring, and stood behind Friedholm. Friedholm jumped down from the turnbuckle and was about to turn when he heard the smashing of a chair. He turned to see Shawn Michaels standing over a knocked out Mr. Kennedy. HBK had delivered some Sweet Chin Music to the chair, driving it into Kennedy's skull. Friedholm and Michaels climbed out of the ring together and walked backstage. The first victory of his career had been improved with some live musical entertainment by conductor Shawn Michaels.