411’s LIVE Raw Coverage 08.22.05 | Carlito’s Cabana In Flair Country

Carlito is here! “Back by popular demand: Carlito’s Cabana! And it’s a big one tonight – Carlito needs an apple for this one. Ladies and gentlemen, Carlito’s excited because he has a very special guest tonight.” [“WOO!”] “He quite possibly is the greatest guest in the history of my Cabana. Apparently you guys know who he is. Ladies and gentlemen — the Nature Boy, Ric Flair!”

Ric Flair is back! “Ladies and gentlemen, Ric Flair!” [“Woo!”] “And Nature Boy, welcome to Carlito’s Cabana.” [Boos]

“Carlito’s Cabana, welcome to Flair Country! Woo! Woo!”

“What’s with all that Woo stuff? Carlito’s trying to Woo. Carlito can Woo better than you. Woo! Woo!” He’s not terrible. “You know what? Woo is not cool anyway.” [“Flair!”] “OK, OK, OK, relax, relax, relax. We’re not here to talk about Wooing. We’re here to talk about you. You see, Carlito remembers the legendary matches, the legendary battles with Carlito’s own father, the great Carlos Colon. You guys battled all over the Caribbean. Carlito used to sit down in the coliseums, right about there. Not in those cheap seats up there with all those broke people. And Carlito would watch. My father said you weren’t all that great, but I think — well, actually, now that I’m standing in the ring with you, I guess he was right. OK, OK, you won the world title 16 times. Big deal. That also means you’ve lost the title 16 times. I mean, anybody can win as amny matches as he loses. Now Carlito, on the other hand — he’s a one-time Intercontinental Champion. Which — which happens to be a title that you never won. And by being a one-time Intercontinental Champion, that means that nobody’s beaten me for this title. And that? I’ll take it from here. That’s cool. Ric Flair, on the other hand, you’re not cool.”

“You’re right, son. I’m not cool. I am very simply the Nature Boy — WOO! Ric Flair! A limousine-riding, jet-flying, kiss-stealing, WOO, wheeling, dealing, sonofagun! That your father referred to as the King of the Caribbean. But whether it was the Caribbean or Flair Country, every woman had three words to say to the ol’ Naitch: ‘All night long.’ WOO!”

Carlito spits the apple. Flair pokes him in the eye! Flair with a right! Flair removes Carlito’s shirt and unloads punches in the corner. Chop! Chop! Chop! Whip by Flair… another chop! Shinbreaker! Carlito bails to the outside. Flair elbowdrops his own jacket. He’s back! He struts in the ring as Carlito decides he’s had enough. Play Flair’s music as he unleashes 39 Woos and Carlito heads up the ramp.

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