(As Smackdown comes on the air, the music of Triple H kicks in, as the Game
makes his way down to ringside.)

Triple H:
Goldberg, by sticking your nose in my business on Monday night, you cost me my
chance to get a shot at your title.  Not because the nWo told you to, not
because Randy Orton asked you to, but because you knew full well that if you
had to defend the title against me at Armageddon, I would be leaving with the
gold.

But Goldberg, your little plan failed, because I am still standing right here
and right now, and I intend to go through any member of the nWo that you can
throw at me, until I get the opportunity to face you, and take back my title.


Come on nWo, who've you got?  Send them down...

(After a brief pause, the music of Jeff Jarrett kicks in, as Double J makes his
way out onto the ramp.)

Jeff Jarrett:
Well, well, well, if it ain't Triple H.  The Game.  The man who claims to be
that damn good.  Well Hunter, you damn sure didn't look that good last Monday
night on Raw, when Randy Orton pinned your ass to the mat for the 1-2-3.

I wanna ask you Hunter, how did it feel when Randy Orton smashed my guitar
right over your head?  Could you even feel it at all, or were you out cold
instantly?  Hahahaha.  And you really thought that was all Goldberg's doing?
Well, you're wrong buddy, it was all part of another quality nWo plan.  You
think that I left my guitar at ringside by accident?  Hell no, I knew what
was coming.  I left it there so that Goldberg could come down, hand the guitar
to Randy, and let the rest write itself, and it damn sure did.

Triple H:
Is there a point to all this Jeff?  Because if not, I say you drop the mic, 
bring your ass into this ring, and let me beat the crap out of you.

Jeff Jarrett:
Hahaha, always the tough talker Helmsley.  You and I, we're gonna fight boy, 
but it ain't gonna happen tonight.  Oh no, you and me, we've got a little match
scheduled for Armageddon.  

Triple H:
Well, I suggest you go see Hogan and cancel that match, because I'm fighting
Goldberg for the title at Armageddon.

Jeff Jarrett:
You see Hunter, that's where you're wrong.  You're not fighting Goldberg, you
are fighting me.  With the nWo in charge, you ain't got no sway around here no
more.  But at Armageddon, you will be getting some Stroke, if you know what I
mean.

As far as the WWE title is concerned, there's a number 1 contenders match
tonight, with Chris Benoit, Randy Orton, Edge and Rob Van Dam squaring off for
a title shot at Armageddon.  And just to make it extra interesting, the special
referee will be none other than the WWE Champion himself, Goldberg.  So you see
Hunter, you're not even in line for a title shot at Armageddon, so I suggest
that you give up your worthless chasing right now.

What I will tell you though, Hunter, relates to our match at Armageddon.  As
you well know, coming up very soon is the Royal Rumble.  And if you beat me at
Armageddon, you're in the Rumble.  If you don't, then you're not.  And you had
better remember this boy, I was the man that buried the Undertaker deep inside
his own coffin, and at Armageddon, I won't think twice about putting the Game
into his final resting place.

So now we've got all that cleared up, there's one more thing to d...

Triple H:
Nothing's cleared up, you son of a...

Jeff Jarrett:
Okay, make that two things to do.  Number 1, cut that piece of trash's mic off,
and second of all, get the security down here to eject him from the building,
because he has nothing more to say or do here tonight.

(Jarrett's music hits, as the security comes down to remove Triple H.  While
this is going on, Smackdown goes to commercial.)