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Christy is in the back with Kurt Angle. She wants to ask about his upcoming match with Tomko, but he’d rather talk about Hulk Hogan. Kurt can’t believe that Hulk would look him in the eye and shake his hand, only to have his boys Syxx-Pac and Scott Hall ambush him right after. Christy asks if he’s accusing Hogan of the attack last week, and he responds that of course he is, since that’s the kind of guy Hogan is. He’ll be paying Hogan a visit later tonight. Christy is in the back with Tara. Tara goes over her history with Love, reminding us of how Love made her life a living hell when she got to Impact. Angelina has clearly changed, and she proved it last week when she made the save. Christy catches up with Hulk backstage, and she wants to know how he responds to Angle’s comments. He doesn’t know what she’s talking about. She summarizes what Kurt said, and Hulk seems frustrated to be accused of something else he didn’t do. He says he’ll be easy to find tonight, and Christy lets him know that Kurt will be paying him a visit. Christy is in the back with Angelina Love, and she wants to know whether Love expects The Beautiful People to interfere in her match tonight. She says that of course she does — it’s what she would do if she were still in The Beautiful People. She taught them everything they know, but clearly not everything she knows. For one thing she knows that they should never have tried to “replace” her — she asks how that’s going for them. She’s a two time women’s champion, and expects three to be her lucky number. Christy is in the back with Mick Foley, and she wants to know if he’ll fall in line. Actually he thinks he was offered a choice, to play nice or to lace up, and thankfully he’s got a new pair of boots. Christy asks about the bad blood between Mick and Bischoff, and Mick points out that the blood is literal. Mick started to cool on Bischoff, but then he thought about all the hell Bischoff’s put him through over the last couple months, putting him on a cross country chase. Abyss comes by panicking, but Mick assures him he doesn’t have to worry. He instructs him not to come down to the ring tonight, no matter how bad things get. RELATED LINKS: (video credit; divas-heaven) February 5 2010
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Christy is in the back with Ken Anderson. He grabs the mic, complaining that he has to do everything himself. He has to announce himself, and, since he doesn’t have a match tonight, it looks like he’ll have to book himself. So he’s issuing an open challenge to anyone in the locker room. He doesn’t care if it’s Sting or Joe or the guy who drops his mic, but deep down he’s praying that it’s Abyss. It doesn’t really matter though, since no matter who he steps in the ring with, the only name people will remember at the end of the night is “Mr. Anderson…” when Christy tries to close things out, he comes back with the repeated “Anderson”. Christy is in the back with The Beautiful People, and she wants to know what they think of Angelina Love. Sky is sick of hearing about Love, who’s been wallowing in their shadows since she came back. Rayne adds that Love is so 2009, and that they’ll be showing the world where the knockout gold belongs. She gestures to her waist, but Lacey is confused as to how the belts would get into their bellies. Sky has Rayne pet her. RELATED LINKS: (video credit; revan) January 29 2010
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Christy is in the back with The Pope, who’s feeling good about this match. He’s been watching Whoopi Goldberg’s movies all night, so he’s ready, and he’ll be exposing Whoopi as a fraud with two pimp slaps here tonight. Welcome to Orlando, Jordan. The Pope has spoken. He had better win this match. Christy is interviewing Kurt Angle in his locker room. Angle admits that we shouldn’t be seeing this match again, but then we’re seeing a new AJ Styles. He’s sick to see what Flair has done to AJ, but AJ’s a big boy and is responsible for his own actions. Hogan made sure justice was done tonight, and Angle will complete the just outcome by winning the title tonight. RELATED LINKS: (video credit; revan) January 22 2010
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Name: Christy Hemme
