WWE: Picture Perfect—The Conqueror Brock Lesnar Becomes the Champion

Once upon a time, there was a man known as The Conqueror. Everything that was set in front him, he conquered. Whether it be the NCAA or UFC. Whether it be Triple H, whose arms he broke, or Shawn Michaels, whose arm he also broke. Whether it be Mark Henry, whom he demolished or Big Show, whom he destroyed.

And of course, there was The Undertaker; on the grandest stage that he’d never been defeated on, until he faced this Beast Incarnate on that very stage and was defeated ever so decisively. The greatest streak in the history of professional wrestling, broken. One of the greatest performers in professional wrestling history, battered, beaten, and hospitalized. And, oh by the way, likely retired.

This man’s name is Brock Lesnar. And as if he wasn’t lethal enough on his own, in his corner stands perhaps the greatest manager in the history of the wrestling business, Paul Heyman.

The strategy, the physical dominance, the aura, the intimidation; Brock Lesnar posses all the traits one could ever desire in this business, and then more.

There was one accomplishment that Lesnar had yet to place on his phenomenal resume, and that is to be the WWE World Heavyweight Champion. The lone wolf atop the mountain.

This, too, only because it was an impossibility before, given that the WWE had two world champions. But at SummerSlam 2014, that was true no more. There was one champion, and his name was John Cena.

If there was any man in the company who could slay this beast, it was seemingly Cena. A 15-time world champion, just one short of tying Ric Flair’s record of sixteen. The face of the company for over a decade now. Overall, Cena had carved a legacy that was only amongst the greatest of all-time.

Hell, Cena had already beaten Lesnar once before, at Extreme Rules 2012. But at that time, Lesnar was suffering from diverticulitis, and was only at about 50%. But since then, Lesnar had healed and had never been in better health.

At SummerSlam, two legends were set to collide. One who has stood for hustle, loyalty and respect and has never faultered from those beliefs. And the other who stands for absolutely no cause at all.

John Cena vs. Brock Lesnar, the biggest fight of the summer.

PAINTING THE PICTURE: BLOOD, URINE & VOMIT

“I’m going to rip John Cena apart at SummerSlam. I’m going to leave him in a pile of blood, urine, and vomit.” -Brock Lesnar

Brock Lesnar and John Cena stood at opposite sides of the ring, while referee Charles Robinson lifted the two championships, currently held by Cena, in the air. That—the most prestigious prize in the industry—was at stake.
The bell sounded and John Cena stormed out of the gate with a vicious flurry to the former NCAA and UFC champion. Taking the fight to Lesnar seemed like the best possible gameplan for Cena, after all. But it failed, and failed miserably at that.

Lesnar wrestled Cena to the mat. He pounded furiously with fists all over Cena’s body. They’d brawl some more for leverage, and Cena would even gain the upperhand temporarily, before Lesnar hoisted Cena in the air for an F5!
This WWE World Heavyweight Championship match was in grave danger of ending just seconds in! Would it? 1, 2, no!

The Brooklyn crowd came alive with dueling “Lets Go Cena!” “Cena Sucks” chants as a smile came across the faces of both Lesnar and Heyman. They knew they had Cena exactly where they wanted him. But on the flip side, Cena has always excelled with his back against the wall.

Immeadiately, though, Lesnar waisted no time in dropping Cena on the back of his head with a German Suplex, with another one soon to follow.

Lesnar arrogantly danced around the ring, with the smile from mere seconds ago morphing into a cold glare. Most men would be besides themselves, when on the brink of such a monumental win, but it was just another day in the life of the Beast Incarnate.

A boot to the back of the head and knee to the side of the gut to Cena would brutalize the champion. He’d try to compose himself long enough for offense, but again would fail quite miserably.

This led to another knee to the gut, and a fisherman’s suplex before Lesnar simply stalked his prey. The crowd had been silenced, with the exception of one lone kid obnoxiously shouting “Lets Go Cena!”

Cena would drive Lesnar into the corner, begining a flurry of offense that sent a buzz through the crowd. Rights and lefts, rapidly, had litting effect on the challenger. Yet one knee to the ribs sent Cena to the canvas, and the crowd back into deafening silence.

On commentary, JBL brought up the notion that Lesnar was offended that Cena would kick out of the F5, and that seemed completely valid given how one sided this match had been.

Lesnar grounded Cena with more knees, and even an abdominal stretch. The outcome of this match already seemed like a forgone conclusion, it was just a matter of Lesnar savoring the beatdown like the predator he was, and John Cena not being given the opprotunity to live up to his “Never Give Up” motto.

Lesnar toyed with the face of the WWE, slamming him down by his head when finished. Five minutes into the match, John Cena had mustered exactly zero offense. Another attempted flurry was shut down by another knee.
By the minute, the feeling in the arena was increasingly an uncomfortable one. WWE’s white knite who always saves the day was being sysmatically dismantled.

German Suplexes number three and four came in quick succession. Six. Seven. Lesnar then non-chanlantly covered the defending champion; 1, 2, shoulder up from Cena. Somehow, someway, John Cena was not yet done. He, according to Jerry Lawler, couldn’t yet be ruled out.

“Cena has always overcome the odds!” the both pessimistic Cena critics and optimistic Cena fans had to be thinking. But he also hadn’t faced such a monster and taken such a vicious beating.

Knees and boots to a disoriented Cena came before belly-to-back suplex number eight.

Lesnar let Cena clumsily stumble around the ring, taking a great amount of joy from Cena’s struggles before he nailed German Suplex number nine.

Number ten seemed inevitable, but John Cena had other plans to with an elbow to the head of Lesnar. Punches and series of clotheslines seemingly sent Lesnar reeling, but the Beast recovered and positioned Cena for an F5. Cena, though, reversed into an Attitude Adjustment. Cover; 1, 2, no!

Lesnar sat up—shades of The Undertaker—and laughed at a gassed Cena’s efforts. Cena had taken his best shot, and it wasn’t enough.

Cena charged at Lesnar, but Lesnar scored a takedown and pounded him with punch after punch. Afterwards, German Suplexes number ten, eleven, twelve and thirteen came, with the same power that the first one possessed. It was a sight to behold, really, at how truly perfect Lesnar’s suplexes were.

“Die! Die!” Lesnar screamed at Cena, as JBL suggested that it was time for the referee to stop the match. He’d didn’t.
Lesnar lifted Cena’s carcaus off the mat for German Suplexes number fourteen, fifteen and sixteen. Lesnar demanded Charles Robinson ask Cena once more, but to avail.

Cena would come up with one last gasp effort, by tripping Lesnar into the STF, a move that had submitted many, and both won and retained Cena many championships. But not on this night.

Lesnar rolled out of the STF and pounded Cena into oblivion. This sspecimen of a man lifted Cena in the air for the F5! 1, 2, 3!

Your winner, in convincing fashion, and new WWE World Heavyweight Champion; Brock Lesnar.

SPINNING IT FORWARD

Following the involvement of Seth Rollins in the much more competitive rematch at Night of Champions, Brock Lesnar will alas put his WWE World Heavyweight Championship on the line against both John Cena, and Mr. Money In the Bank Seth Rollins.

Does the same destruction away the challengers at the Royal Rumble that Cena received at the hands of Lesnar just months ago? Will John Cena overcome the odds once again and become a  record-tying 16-time world champion? Or will Seth Rollins emerge with his first world championship in tow, and possibly still have his briefcase too?

Sunday, January 25, these questions will be answered when the Royal Rumble emanates live from the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, on the WWE Network and pay-per-view.