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I said this in The Vault but I will say it again here:
Not since King of the Ring 98 have I seen a single moment in pro wrestling that I've watched and gone "Oh my god this is fucking incredible" and been so happy that endorphins were released into my system. Watching Randy Orton punt the shit out of Triple H, pin him to win the title, and then have Triple H get carried out on a stretcher while the fans were singing Hey Hey Hey Goodbye made me feel that way all over again.
I don't give a fuck about any of Orton and HHH's history anymore. This one event made everything worth it. I don't care that it didn't happen at a big PPV. This made it a big PPV for me. God bless you, Randy Orton.
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