Apparently Alberto Del Rio is cleared to perform and will face Santino to exact revenge for his personal valet, Ricardo Rodriguez. Why God, why????
It’s a shitty match that has Del Rio kicking the shit out Santino and really doing nothing for anyone. And that’s all I’ve got to say about that.
Ah christ, Cyndi Lauper is coming up later on and we get to endure a retrospective on her involvement in WWF/E from about 25 years ago. UGH. Girls might wanna have fun, WWE fans just wanna have wrestling on their goddamn wrestling show.
Now Layla’s in the ring and she introduces Cyndi Lauper and Wendy Richter. Nobody really cares, and Wendy looks to have porked up a bit. Who am I to judge? Anyhow, Cyndi appears to have been living in Middle Earth since the 80′s. Michael Cole actually apologizes to us at home for what we’re watching. Thank you Michael Cole.
Now Heat Slater is here to do something. He’s interrupting them and calling himself the One Man
Rock Band. He even goes so far as to sing us a sample of his first single. It’s hilarious. He sounds like a cat, shoved in a dog’s ass, being run over by a stampede of cattle. And Roddy Piper is here! HOLY SHIT YES! SAVE US RODDY!
So anyhow, Roddy does what he can to salvage things, invokes Capt. Lou Albano and presents Cyndi with a gold record to replace the one he smashed three decades ago. Cyndi then smashes it over Heath Slater’s head. So…uh…that happened.