(In black and white, the scene opens in a field of flowers. The camera pans around the scene, taking in the beauty. Daisy's cover most the land scape, but sunflowers, daffodils, and dandelions also are quite prevalent. As the camera rotates, it settles on a little girl, who can't be more than five years old. The girl is holding a daisy, in her hands, her blonde hair flowing in the breeze. The scene zooms in on the girl, who begins picking the petals off the daisy, playfully counting down as she does so)
Little Girl- Ten…
(She picks another petal)
Little Girl- Nine…
(Another petal)
Little Girl- Eight…
(Another petal)
Little Girl- Seven…
(Another petal)
Little Girl- Six…
(Suddenly, all motion stops as the image freezes. The little girls face is zoomed in closer and closer as the countdown continues, not by the girl, but a man speaking over a radio.)
Man: Five….four….three….two….one….zero.
(Brief pause)
![]() (And the scene melts away as the shot changes to a growing mushroom cloud. The horrific scene expands.)
Announcer- The stakes are high.
(The cloud continues to expand, as does the fireball beneath it.)
Announcer- On November 24, 2002, the world of wrestling will be changed forever.
(Rapid shots, showing cities ravaged by wars and earthquakes, and finally, a nuclear blast chart showing the devastation effect should a blast ever occur in downtown Reno.)
Announcer- Will it be for better or worse?
(The scene fades, as the piano loop to the Transplants "Diamonds and Guns" begins to play softly the background)
Announcer- And now… ladies and gentlemen… the World Wrestling Alliance in association with Silver State Wrestling is proud to present SHOCKWAVE 2002!
(The opening video sequence begins to play as a video montage begins to play)
Whoo-Hoo!
(The explosion of pyrotechnics from the start of NGWA showdown)
Whoo-Hoo!
(The pan of the start of the SSW show)
Bars cut off and sendin me home
(Mr. Bruce taking Randy Treehuggers head off with a clothesline)
Taken more shots than Karl Malone
(Liza Plot holding her hand in victory in the ESCW Divas Tournament)
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed
(The Pharaohs of Rage standing in shock as they realized the LXG bribed the referee and screwing them over)
Who got the diamonds? Who gonna find them?
(Kris Bodderway rolling Will Calloway up and grabbing a bit more than the tights)
Who gonna find them when the time comes?
(Dragon Jones botches a moonsault, plunging head first into his opponent)
Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns
(Demon Seed walking out of the Haunted House with the NGWA Hardcore Title)
It's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
(Joey Tesauro hitting Dayum on Clayson Parks)
and unforgiving
(Jenna Blaze hitting the Blaze of Glory on Dan Pollaski)
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
(Glori Allysin Rose covering Seth Angelus to pick up the win)
and unforgiving
(Kandy trying to rip the top off of Amy Heartbreaker)
Whoo-Hoo!
(Will Calloway at the helm of a zamboni, driving Mike Valley through a glass door.)
Whoo-Hoo!
(Mike McCormick hitting the Ender's Fate off the Seek and Destroy Stage)
Knock, knock, knock, who's that? It's Momma, son
(Stan Marshall hitting the Compton Bomb on Monoxide)
Lookin' for the bitch who took the money and run
(Azreal burying Twister with the Widowmaker)
Now the daylight's gone and there's no more fun
(Chris Egerton popping Jenna Blaze with the Shining Wizard)
And who's the fuckin' bitch who stole all the heroin?
(Polaris nailing the Polaris on Chilli)
Heroin, heroin, it's all gone
(Jesse Donelly covering Citizen Kane)
Smoked it all up, and now you got none
(Ty Walker holding the Atlantic Coast title proudly in the air)
And now you look around and that's not the plan
(Mike Valley smashing Will Calloway through the windshield of a car)
This is not what you had in mind
(Mad Lion causing the cell to implode with a shooting star press on Jay Hunter)
I shot in heaven, now I cry
(Farbauti holding SyNn in a camel clutch)
No one lives forever, in fact we all die
(Goliath flying off the turnbuckle onto Jeremiah Smith)
From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops
(Jake Devins laughing in a tied up Jenna and Kandy's face)
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks
(Miller Magnum delivering Southern Comfort to Jay Hunter)
Every last soul must pay the last toll
(Marc McCarthy flying off with another spectacular aerial)
In the dice game of life, who gets the last roll?
(SyNn rolling Dragon Jones into a coffin)
Is it the one with the suit? The one with the sack?
(Red Dragon doing the traditional twig snapping gesture)
The one who hides behind his fuckin' gun and his badge?
(Dave Bergoin trying to injure Matt Saunders knee with a nightclub.)
Negative outlook? Well that's how I'm livin'
(Rayne catching Unforgiven with the Rayne Drop)
And like he said, it's a wicked world we live in
(Ricky Taverna hitting Stan Marshall with a Shark Attack)
It's a wicked world we live in
(Kevin Cage eliminating Dark Wolf to win Blast Off 4)
Whoo-Hoo!
(Dan Easton planting Wendy Briese with a suplex)
Whoo-Hoo!
(Ryan Corey pinning Will Calloway)
I'm wiggin out, flippin' out, heart is what I'm rippin' out
(Matt Saunders beating up Ricky Taverna and Dave Bergoin)
I'm slippin' out, I'm dippin' out, killin's what I'm livin' out
(Micheal Lennox hitting the Bayou Stunner on James Double Oh)
Pick 'em, let me pick 'em out, spin and let me whip it out
(Ulfric making Isaac Spy tap out to the Embrace)
Gat to your face with the fuckin' bullets stickin' out
(Zulias pinning CJ Rowell to become the WWA National Champion)
Missin' out, diss and bout, blood's what you're pissin' out
(Wendy Briese hitting a springboard Green Cyclone to roll up Dan Easton)
84 I'm crazy Crazy Horse, shootin' up, I'm illin' out
(The WhirlyBirdz hitting the Fujita-Five on Lennox from the top of the cage)
Rippin' out, I'm trippin' out, different now, I'm pimpin' out
(James Double Oh licking the feet of a screaming Wendy Briese)
any color at my belt and ouch while theyre clippin out
(Shaken Not Stirred, covered in pumpkin juice, holding up the SSW tag titles)
Criminal I'm hittin' out, in L.A. no gettin' out
(CJ Rowell holding the title high)
2 1 3, pack your P, fly wicked style
(Eric Dane holding the world title high)
Listen now, I'm sinnin' out, a 6-pack I'm sippin' out
(The music stops with a picture of Rowell and Dane facing each other.)
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The Announcers
(The scene is now the packed arena in Reno, Nevada. Thousands of screaming fans go nuts as pyrotechnics go off on stage. The camera spins, finally focusing on tonights announcers, Johnny Catchphrase and Ern Bishop, who are standing in the middle of the ring. Both are smiling broadly.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Ladies and Gentlemen… WELCOME TO SHOCKWAVE!
Massive pop!
Ern Bishop- Hey everyone! I'm Ern Bishop! And this, of course… is my supporting cast member… Johnny Catchphrase!
(Johnny waves to the crowd, which cheers at him)
Johnny Catchphrase- So… I just got one question… WWA… ARE YOU READY TO ROOOOOOOOOOOOOCK!
Cheap pop!
Ern Bishop- What a show we got for you tonight! The NGWA Heavy weight and Super J championships will be decided…
Johnny Catchphrase- Not to mention ALL FIVE WWA TITLES BEING DEFENDED!
Ern Bishop- Damn right Catch… damn right. Of course… Nevada's own SyNn is going up against the Aerial Artist in Marc McCarthy!
Johnny Catchphrase- The power of SyNn vs. the high flying antics of our luchador…
Ern Bishop- That's right… not to mention Azreal defending against Chris Egerton, in a rematch of just a couple days ago!
Johnny Catchphrase- That's right… thanks to McCarthy, Azreal was eliminated from the Super J tournament in the Semifinals… and now he has to face the same man who benefited from that interference. Can he pull it off?
Ern Bishop- Not a chance in hell…
Johnny Catchphrase- Well…. We can't forget the Tag Teams… and the WhirlyBirdz facing Shaken Not Stirred and the Timebombs tonight!
Ern Bishop- Meh… they all suck… but I gotta say… Wendy Briese is hot!
Johnny Catchphrase- True Ern… but theres a bit of bad blood between all three of these teams. Birdz not happy with Shaken Not Stirreds advances on Wendy, and the Timebombs just hate everyone.
Ern Bishop- Well, what about Ulfric defending his national championship from the very man he won it from!
Johnny Catchphrase- This could be awesome…. Not to mention, Ulfric and Zulias are fairly good friends!
Ern Bishop- Yeah…well what about the big one… ERIC DANE going all out against CJ Rowell for the WORLD TITLE!
Johnny Catchphrase- This ones going to be the most charismatic…
Ern Bishop- Oh no… don't you even start with that… lets get this ball rolling!
Johnny Catchphrase- Wait… hold on, Ern… sounds like we have a little something backstage.
Ticked off Little Bastard, isn't he?
[Scene changes into the parking lot, we see Micheal Lennox there with a
duffle bag thrown over his shoulder]
POOOPPPP!
Jonny Catchphrase- Looks like the Wolverine has arrived!
[Kevin Cage hops out of the shadows and smiles]
HEEEEEEEEEEEL HEEEEEEEEAT!
Micheal Lennox- The f**k?
[Kevin shakes his head]
Kevin Cage- No...Cage!
[Micheal drops his bag and charges Kevin. The two starts trading off with
punches as Micheal pushes Cage back into a nearby car, setting off it's
alarms]
Jonny Catchphrase- Looks like we'll get a taste of the 6 man tag!
[Micheal backs up and charges Kevin against the car but Cage counters with
a boot to his face and while Lennox stumbles, Cage charges with a huge
clothesline]
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!
Jonny Catcphrase- Tides turnin'!
[Kevin picks up Lennox slowly, he kicks him in the stomach and plants the
Lights OUT DDT. Then he stands up and walks off]
[Cuts back to the ring]
Ern Bishop- And the fun begins!
Johnny Catchphrase- If you call that fun, which I guarantee you Lennox didn't!
Ern Bishop- Bah… screw him… who's he to say anyways?
Johnny Catchphrase- One of the most successful wrestlers in WWA history?
The arrival of easton
[Scene cuts to outside the back of the arena, a black 1968 Corvette Stingray pulls into view and takes a parking spot near by. As the motor shuts off the drivers door swings open. Dan Easton dressed in red and white warm-up pants, and white hooded sweat shirt steps out of the car, pulls a back from the passenger seat and starts to walk towards the camera. As Dan nears he cracks his trademark sinister grin, then begins to speak.]
Dan Easton- "Not the real pain begins. Lennox, Saunders, Corey, they get to take part in Easton's first hat trick. Then Taverna and Cage get to be victims number 4 and 5 on my hit list tonight. The plans is simple you see, Dan Easton proves once and for all why he belongs in this game. Tonight I step up to the plate, and show the entire world just how great of a home run hitter I can truly be, when I clain the WfWA Number One Contendership."
[Dan goes back to smiling his sinister grin deep into the camera lens, then walks off towards the arena entrance with a look of determination on his face, along with the cocky ass grin of course.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Easton.. one of the many men participating in this huge six man tag match… which could see either him… but it might also see one of five others, including his arch enemy, Ryan Corey, crowned the number one contender.
Ern Bishop- Bah… screw that… lets just get on with a review of the preshow!
Jonny Catchphrase- I think we can do that…
Ern Bishop- We sure saw a lot of action, not to mention a NEW NGWA Womens Champion in Lady Jaiven!
Jonny Catchphrase- But, lets not count out the SSW winning Turf Wars…. And TYRONE WALKER becoming the new #1 Contender to the National Title!
POP!
Ern Bishop- Damn… and I liked Mad Lion too..
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… ern… I just got word, we better get out of this ring.. because our first match is about to get underway!!!!
Miller Magnum (Ngwa) vs. Jake devins (NGWA)
Jonny Catchphrase: An this next match is going to be intense as we are going to see long time rivals from the NGWA Miller Magnum and Jake Devin go head to head in what should be a brutal match.
Ern Bishop:: These two men hate each other and have been after each other for a while now this match is going a showcase of two talented wrestlers. Lets go to Talula Belle who is standing in the ring.
Talula Belle:: This next match is a single falls match. Making his way down to the ring first coming out of the NGWA and weighing in at 246 pounds from Sacremento, California The Assassin JAKE DEVINS!!
[Slowly the lights dim down as the fans stand to their feet in await of the next NGWA superstar. Their whispers fill the air, as suddenly "Enter the Sandman" by Metallica starts to blare over the PA System. The fans send out a mixed reactions of boos and cheers as they hear this music, white lights flashing on and off on the stage as slowly but surley NGWAs former Massachusetts State Champion walks out onto the stage with a smirk on his face. He wears his usual ring attire consisting of black wrestling pants, two black elbowpads, and black wrist tape as he stops in the center of the stage and stares out at the fans. Jake walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face as he passes up a few outstrecthed hands and quickly slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Jake stands up and and quickly jumps up onto the second rope of the turnbuckle nearest him, a smirk still on his face as he looks around the crowd for a moment before he jumps off backwards and spins around in mid air landing on his feet, he quickly begins to jog in place and stretch slightly as his old music fades and the lights return to normal.]
Jonny Catchphrase::You know he can't wait for Miller
Ern Bishop:: You can feel the tension in the arena right now.
Talula Belle:: An his opponents also out of the NGWA weighting in at 236 pounds from Nacogdoches, Texas Accompanied by Jenna Blaze the South's Ambassador of Pain!! MAGNUM MILLER!!
[On the video wall, we see the symbol of Texas. It morphs into Illinois and
the Double "M" logo flashes over it like a neon sign burning down.]
Now has come the day that I take the lead and I make you follow.
Toast the champion cause I came for greed and not for tomorrow.
If it feels good then it feels good and I do it all day.
You want me to play you best bring your brain, you best bring your money.
[The purple haze rises from the stage as the music rocks the arena. The
crowd defiantly into the song but not so into the man about to enter.]
Make me a superstar.
No matter who you are.
[As Miller steps through the haze and into view, the fans boo and yell
obscenities at him. He carries over his shoulder the Texas State Title.]
Razorblade and lines and I walk the line without feeling no one.
Damn my throat is dry, I can't taste the wine from these empty bottles.
Films and magazines its all what I need and all what I planned on.
Where's my limousine.
It's just a dream that I won't wake up from.
[Stopping at the top of the ramp, Miller contently looks around. With a WWA
title on the line tonight, the new music and attitude seen from Magnum
lately make him look all the more ready for the upcoming action.]
Make me a superstar.
It don't matter who you are.
Make me a superstar.
No matter who you are.
[Miller begins his usual strut down to the ring as the crowd continues. ]
And all of my pills and all of my drinks is makin me, makin me.
And all that I feel and all that I see is makin me, makin me, makin me.
Cover me in greed, cause you planted the seed when you fed my ego.
Needless and disease for old invincible me like some kind of hero.
Is it no surprise that I'm paralyzed by my fame and fortune.
As I close my eyes and dive into the sky I'm dead 27.
[The @#%$ chant begins from the crowd. Miller hands Jenna his Texas State
title as they reach the bottom of the ramp.]
Make me a superstar.
It don't matter who you are.
Make me a superstar.
No matter who you are
[Miller hops up onto the ring apron and looks around at the crowd. They are getting louder with their chants and obscenities but it doesn't seem to bother Miller. Jenna meanwhile takes a walk around sizing up the opponents
and heads back to her corner.]
And all of my pills and all of my drinks is makin me, makin me, makin me.
And all that I feel and all that I see is makin me, makin me, makin me.
And all of my pills and all of my drinks is killin me, killin me, killin me.
And all that I feel and all that I see is fakin me, fakin me.
[Miller looks back at Jenna as she gives her overview to him in preparation
for the match. Miller keeps an eye on his opponents while she does so.]
[Devins charges at Miller as he is still talking to Jenna Miller meets him in the middle and they start exchanging punchs.]
Jonny Catchphrase::Good thing Miller kept and eye on Devins as these two men are brawling it out in the middle of the ring.
Ern Bishop::This is what Miller wants this is his style of a match.
[Miller blocks a punch by Devins and then Miller nails him with a big right sending him back into the corner JD holds onto the corner and delivers as kick to the abdomen of Miller sending him back and Devins with a spinning heel kick sending Miller right on his ass.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Big exchange by these two guys they are really going at it.
Ern Bishop:: No one said this was going to be a wrestling match.
[Devins going to pick Miller up by the head as he is meet with a low blow. Miller up to his feet now Devins his hunched over using the ropes to keep himself up.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Doesn't matter much martial arts you know when you get hit by it hurts.
Ern Bishop:: Those are the kind of underhanded tactics we see a lot of here in Nevada.
[Miller goes to work on Devins with a series of right hands to the head sending Devins through the ropes to the floor as the ref starts a ten counts]
ONE….
TWO….
[Miller pushes the ref and he stops counting they start screaming at each other]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Looks like Miller doesn't want it to end that way.
Ern Bishop:: He is going to get himself disqualified if he keeps this up.
[Miller rolls out of the ring as Devins is getting up Miller bashes Devins' head into the guard rails repeatedly as Devins goes down holding his head and Miller starts stomping on him as Jenna is standing there screaming at MM to "Beat Him!" As Devins rolls over we see he has been busted open]
BLOOD POP!
Jonny Catchphrase:: An here we go.
Ern Bishop:: Devins has been busted open across his forehead.
[Miller picks up Devins and Irish whips him into the guardrail. Devins hit is hard and is hold his back as Miller walks towards him Jenna is taunting JD. Miller is standing over Devins as he gives a smile to Jenna he receives a leg sweep from JD who is on the floor.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Women are always a distraction.
Ern Bishop:: He should have been paying attention to Devins instead of Jenna.
[Both men are on the floor as they Devins tries to use the guardrail to get back up to his feet as Miller shoots up with a spear sending both men into the first row of the arena onto a bunch of chairs. As the ref rolls out onto the floor.]
BIG POP!
Jonny Catchphrase:: The ref is going to ruin all the fun.
Ern Bishop:: He is doing his job.
[Both men are down on a pile chairs as from behind Jenna is holding the Texas State Championship and just she takes a step back and charges the ref knocking him in the back of the head with belt as the ref goes down hard hitting his head on the guardrail on the way down as well.]
SHOCK POP!
Jonny Catchphrase:: She just leveled the ref with the Texas State Championship!
Ern Bishop:: She has no regard for the rules of this match.
[Miller and Devins both start to get back up to there feet Miller is on his hands and knees as Devins is up on his feet now. BIG CHAIR SHOT FROM Miller right from the floor. Devins goes flying backwards onto anther chair as Miller drops the chair on the floor and puts Devins in a double underhook position.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Devins is busted wide open and this could do it right here.
Ern Bishop:: This could be the Executive Decision!
[Devins drops to his knees stopping the move Miller still has the hook locked in though Miller standing him back up against he is going to try for it again. NO! Devins sends Miller over his back onto a chair on the floor. As he stumbles a little.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He just saved himself there that could have been it Devins was going to taste cement right there
Ern Bishop:: That could have been the whole match right there.
[Devins walks over to Miller and picks him up and hip tosses him back to the other side of the guardrail. As Jenna is screaming for Miller to get up as Devins uses the guardrail to propel himself into the air landing a huge leg drop across the neck of Miller.]
WOWZA!
Jonny Catchphrase:: Devins has taken control of this match but he may have hurt himself with that as well as both men are now on the floor.
Ern Bishop:: Devins had to take the chance.
[Devins gets back up to his feet and pulls Miller back up to his feet he signals to the crowd for a DDT but Miller pushes him off but Devins comes in with a toe kick taking Miller back down to the ground. Jenna is on right next to JD screaming at him though he pays no attention to her. Devins picks up Miller and sends him into the steel steps!]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Poor steps... What did they ever do to them?
Ern Bishop:: Bone meets flesh as Jake whips Magnum into the steps.
[Jake runs towards the downed, sitting Miller and drops down, extending both
feet out as he does...]
Jonny Catchphrase:: DAMN! Drop kick into the steps… Millers got to be out of it as Devins rolls him back in.
Ern Bishop:: That move could have done Miller in but the ref is out.
[Devins drags Miller into the middle of the ring as he wipes the blood off his fore head and goes up leaps to the top rope.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He is going to fly!
Ern Bishop:: No Jenna is on the apron.
[Devins is trying to ignore her when she grabs onto his boot. Devins gives a look out into the crowd and climbs down to the apron. He looks over at Miller on the floor as he backs Jenna off the apron.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He should have decked her.
Ern Bishop:: I guess he was trying to be gentlemen like.
[Devins leaps back up to the tope rope he stands up and]
Jonny Catchphrase:: CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!!!
Ern Bishop:: NO!!! Miller was playing possum Jenna bought him enough time as he gets both of his knees up.
POPP!
[Devins is across the ring holding his stomach as Miller slowly makes his way up to his feet he gives a smile to Jenna. Outside the ring the ref is finally getting back up to his feet.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: This is when Miller has to bring it to Devins.
Ern Bishop:: He has to take advantage of this turn of momentum.
[Miller walks over to Devins who is on the floor and he picks him up and nails a huge piledriver as the ref walks over to the announcers table.]
DING DING DING
Jonny Catchphrase:: I don't understand what is happening
Ern Bishop:: The ref has finally made his way back and he has had the bell rang. I think he's might have had enough of all this… he's lost control!
Jonny Catchphrase:: Maybe the ref is going to DQ Miller.
Ern Bishop:: Don't let it end like this.
[Miller isn't stopping in the ring however as he sends Devins into corner and charges in with a huge clothesline as Devins is on the floor in the corner. As he ref is whispering in Talula Belle's ear standing next to the announcers table. Belle starts to speak as Miller continues to stomp on JD.]
SILENCE
Talula Belle:: The referee has come to a decision about this match
STILL QUIET
Talula Belle:The referee has ruled this match… SHALL CONTINUE!!!
POP!
Talula Belle:: However!
CROWD GET LOW AGAIN
Talula Belle: Jenna Blaze is banded from ringside.
HUGE POP!
Jonny Catchphrase:: I think she only made the match better if anything.
Ern Bishop:: Looks like the ref wasn't to happy with the actions of Jenna Blaze earlier in the match up.
[Security is now escorting Jenna away from ring side as Miller stops stomping on Devins and walks over to the ropes near the ramp. Jenna is screaming as the ref rolls back into the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: TURN AROUND MILLER!
Ern Bishop:: Assassination!!!
ARENA SHAKING POP
[Devins slowly back up to his feet as he picks Miller back up.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He has the match won what the hell is he doing?
Ern Bishop:: He has the chance to end it right here.
[Devins with a kick to the gut ASSASSINATION!!!]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Anther one! Holy Shit he is looking to end this whole thing right here.
Ern Bishop:: Miller doesn't know where he is right now.
[Devins is sitting up on the floor next to Miller as he lays back on Miller]
[CROWD HELPS THE COUNT]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Jonny Catchphrase::NO!!!
Ern Bishop:: Devins just sat back up and off of Miller.
Jonny Catchphrase:: Devins has put on a show tonight for us and he is looking to give more punishment.
Ern Bishop:: I don't know if this is the best idea.
[Devins pulls the limp body of Miller up from the ground. Devins gives Miller as slap in the face as he pushes him back against the ropes. Kick to the gut!]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Devins doesn't connect as Miller hits the floor.
Ern Bishop:: He can't even stand on his own two feet Miller is out of it Devins should just pin him and put him out of his misery
[Devins takes Miller by and drags him into the middle of the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Magnum Press!! Devins has Miller in his own finisher!
Ern Bishop:: Miller is out of it he can't even tap as the ref is trying to get some kind of response out of him.
[The ref picks up Miller's hand and drops it]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Jonny Catchphrase:: NO!! Miller gets his hand up an reaches out to grab the bottom rope.
Ern Bishop:: That is amazing. Miller is still in this thing.
[The refs breaks Devins off of Miller as Miller rolls onto his back.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Devin right back to work
Ern Bishop:: Not wasting any time he knows he can finish it now.
[Devins picks up Miller and kick to the gut but its caught by Miller]
Jonny Catchphrase:: CAPTURE SUPLEX!!!
Ern Bishop:: Miller is back in this thing as both men are on the floor now.
[Both men are on the floor right now both showing no sign of movement as the ref starts a 10 count.]
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
FOUR!!
[Devins rolls off to the side near the ropes.]
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
[Miller is in the corner and is using his upper body strength to pull himself up.]
SEVEN!!
EIGHT!!
[Both men are back on there feet now. The both turn around and charge in and extend arms. Double Clothesline… NO! Devins fakes it and hits a spear on Miller. But Miller reversing it into a DDT!]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Wow didn't see that coming.
Ern Bishop:: What a series of moves between these two that was huge!
[Miller picking up Devins by the head and nails him with a savant kick. Devins is on the floor.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Huge kicks right there sending Devins on his ass and Miller is looking to really take advantage of this.
Ern Bishop:: Devins should have finished him off before.
[Mm now picking back up Devins he lines him up and bridging northern lights suplex.]
ONE!
KICK OUT!!
Jonny Catchphrase:: No! A strong kick out by Devins.
Ern Bishop:: He will not go down that easy and Miller should know that by now.
[Miller rolls back on to his feet and delivers a kick to the head of Devins. He then reaches down and picks him back up. Miller sends Devins into the ropes with and Irish wipe and…]
Jonny Catchphrase:: THEZ PRESS FOR THE PIN!!
Ern Bishop:: This could be it.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
TWO AND THREE QUARTERS!!
KICK OUT!!
Jonny Catchphrase::Wow that was close right there.
Ern Bishop:: Miller needs to take it to Devins more he isn't going to go down that easy.
[Miller picking back up Devins drop toe hold sending Devins right onto his face. Miller follows that quickly with a knee drop to the back of the head of Devins.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Where is Miller going?
Ern Bishop:: Hes going over to the time keeps table.
Jonny Catchphrase:: He got the ring bell! He is going to use the ring bell!
Ern Bishop:: The ref is trying to stop Miller.
[JD is on his hands and knees and as he finally gets up with he is visual dazed.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Miller is about to ring his bell.
Ern Bishop:: Miller has him lined up.
[Miller comes charging in with the bell but Devins notices it just in time and docks. Miller into the ropes and kick to the gut by Devins]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Miller caught it and spun him around. I guess he didn't want to go through that again.
Ern Bishop:: Earlier in the match he got hit with back to back assassinations.
[Devins spinning around and Miller catching him with a kick to the gut himself]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Southern Hospitality!!!!
Ern Bishop:: No Devins pushed him off into the ropes.
[Miller off the ropes gets meet spinning heel kick by Devins taking MM down.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He just almost knocked his head off.
Ern Bishop:: Devins showing off his material art skills right there.
[Devins dragging Miller up to his feet. Irish whip into the turnbuckle. Devins takes a step back and lines him up.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: He is wasting to much time why isn't this guy kicking Millers teeth in right now.
Ern Bishop:: I think he noticed the bell at his feet.
[ Devins looks down and picks up the ring bell he then goes flying at Miller with the ring only to be meet by…]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Holy shit Miller with a kick to the face of Devins.
Ern Bishop::JD tried to use the ring bell and it didn't pay off.
[Miller now slowly climbing up to the tope rope with his back turned.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Looks like he is going to for a moonsault.
Ern Bishop:: Devins is back on his feet. Miller took to long to get up there.
[Devins goes to hit Miller who is on tope turnbuckle but Miller backflips right over Devins and lands on his feet.]
WOW POP
Jonny Catchphrase:: HOLY SHIT!!!
Ern Bishop:: Miller with and impressive athletic display right there.
Jonny Catchphrase::Did you see the height he just got.
Ern Bishop:: That was impressive.
[MM on the other side of Devins hits him with a drop kick sending Devins face first into the corner. MM with a roll up for the pin.]
ONE!!!
TWO!!
[Both men up to there feet as Devins stumble a little into the middle of the ring where he is meet chest to chest with Miller the action pauses for just a second.]
Jonny Catchphrase:: Eye to Eye with the Enemy.
Ern Bishop:: WHAT THE…
Jonny Catchphrase:: MILLER JUST HIT DEVINS WITH THE FORCE OF A SEMI!!
Ern Bishop:: THAT'S MILLERS NEW MOVE THE MAG-NUMB
[Miller goes for the cover.]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING!
HUGE POP FOR THE MATCH THEY JUST SAW
Talula Belle: The WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL!!! THE SOUTHS AMBASSADOR MILLER MAGNUM!!!
Jonny Catchphrase:: Its OVER! The match is OVER! MILLER DID IT! HUGE NEW FINISHER DID IN DEVINS!
Ern Bishop:: What a display by both of these men.
Jonny Catchphrase:: They are both bloody messes.
Ern Bishop:: They put on a show for the fans tonight.
Jonny Catchphrase:: That is what happens when you take two guys that hate each other and put them in the ring together. GREAT TV!
Ern Bishop:: And an impressive display of athletic ability both men pull out all the stops.
Jonny Catchphrase- Indeed… hold on Ern.. I just got word that the NGWA Commissioner has requested a bit of airtime.
Pollaskinator speaketheseth...
(The shot changes to the Commissioner's office, where Dan Pollaski sits, looking into the camera. He's not smiling.)
Dan Pollaski- Good evening. As you all probably know right now… NGWA Superstar Glori Allysin Rose was brutally attacked by an unknown person or persons last Friday during the Shockwave preshow. As I know that Glori has quite a few fans, I felt it would be fair to everyone if I gave an update on her condition. Glori was taken to the Intensive Care Unit and was actually in critical condition for a few hours, but now she is in serious condition. Unfortunately, no one can tell the long term effects of this attack, or when and if we can see Miss Rose back in the ring.
(Dan absently twirls his comish tie in his hand while he talks)
Dan Pollaski- I have talked with her friends and family, and I have promised that I will be doing what I can to figure out who did this and why, and I promised them that whoever did do this will be facing the most severe consequences. Thank you very much.
(Back to ringside)
Jonny Catchphrase- Of course, our thoughts and prayers are with Glori and her family as she struggles to recover from that vicious attack…
Ern Bishop- Bah… screw that. I mean.. women in wrestling are like five dollar whores. They come and go!
Jonny Catchphrase- You are so lucky this is PPV, and thus unedited.
Ern Bishop- I know my limits! Hold on... it sounds like someone we might actually CARE about wants a mike!
Yup... he's a Jerk, but We Love him!
[We fade into the backstage area at the Lawlor Events Center. Namely a dimly lit locker room. Sitting on a bench, getting ready for one of the biggest matches of his career, sits the Alliances Most Miserable Man. He's dressed in his ring gear, red baggy leather pants...red vest and Pharoahs of Rage T-Shirt. He's taping his wrists.]
SyNn: I bet you wonder if I'm nervous. With this being one of the biggest night's of my career. And the answer is _no_ , I plan to go out there and take that belt from Marc McCarthy..
[HEEL POP!]
[He goes back to taping his wrist's as he continues to talk.]
SyNn: Tonight, 'The Soulless One' goes head on with 'The Aerial Artist'. And wouldn't you know it, I'm the under dog...
[Pauses in thought.]
SyNn: I wonder what the line is on tonights match. All I know I that I wouldn't be against me. Tonight, I make my Mark..
Tonight, I walk away Double Crown Champ..
You ready Marc?
_I am_
[Fade out.]
WWA double crown championship
marc Mccarthy (C) (NGWA) vs. SYNN (SSW)
Johnny Catchprhrase- Right… well… we may be glad we don't have censors for this next match… SyNn and Marc McCarthy are about to go at it!
Ern Bishop - OK, are we ready to kick it off with this next one?
Jonny Catchphrase - We sure are, and what a match it'll be. I think we'll be needing some Air Traffic Control right here...
Ern Bishop - Damn straight Catch, it's Marc McCarthy vs SyNn for the WWA Double Crown Title. These two have met before, right here in SSW. That was one for the books, and you gotta believe this one will be even more spectacular.
Jonny Catchphrase - Of course it will, this is WWA Shockwave!!
Ern Bishop - Both men will be putting everything on the line for that strap of leather and gold. It begins right now.
[The Lawlor Events Center is plunged into total darkness.]
"I just said, 'up yours', baby!"
[The hard driving sound's of White Zombie's "Electrichead Part 2, the Ecstasy" begins to strain the Lawlor Events Center, PA system. Red lights, strobe and fog begin focusing on the ramp. The anticapation mounts....]
#Strip down core violate and paralyze
#Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize
#Slung low like a whore - yeah
#Devil want some more - yeah
#Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the @#%$
[A lone form can be seen through the fog and shadow's at the top of the ramp. The video wall is showing, fly-bys of the Vegas Strip at night. Along with highlights of SyNn, he's seen laying the hurt on people like Eric Dane, Hitting a SyNn-A-Plex on Stan Marshall are amoung the highlighs that flash by, in a 8mm film style.]
#Yeah - I want it
#Yeah - I need it
#Yeah - I love it
#Yeah - Electric Head in your head - in your head - in you
[The figure emerges from the fog. The Liberty Bell title slung over his right shoulder. SyNn makes himself more visable, as the capacity crowd erupts in a massive amount of heel heat!]
#Breakneck speed get a violent spinal crack'n
#Back down to the chrome and feel the death wish attack'n
#Hubcaps on your eyes - yeah
#Cannot sympathize - yeah
#A fistful of hair and a splinter in the mind!
[After soaking in some more heel heat. SyNn makes his way down the ramp.]
#Yeah - I want it
#Yeah - I need it
#Yeah - I love it
#Yeah - Electric Head in your head - in your head - in you!
[Slowly and methodicly SyNn walks past the fans. Not paying a damn bit of attention to them, his eye's focused on the ring..he points to McCarthy as this line hits...]
"I kill the @#%$ and I'll come lookin' fo' you!"
"Watch your mouth, man..."
"I can say any damn thing I want!"
[SyNn finally makes it to the ring. Mounting a turnbuckle he looks out on the crowd, patting his Liberty Bell Title..and making the motions with his hands, that McCarthy's belt is going to be his..To more Heel Heat..]
#Too far gone see the freak apologize
#Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize
#Slung low like a whore - yeah
#Devil want some more - yeah
#Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the @#%$
[SyNn hands his Liberty Bell Title to the ref and awaits the bell as the White Zombie begins to fade out...]
#Yeah - I want it
#Yeah - I need it
#Yeah - I love it
#Yeah - Electric Head in your head - in your head - in you!
Ern Bishop - The SSW Liberty Bell Champion right there, and Catch, that belt is already attaining a sort of cult status...
Jonny Catchphrase - Right, everyone wants to be Liberty Bell Champion, you can guarantee that. But I'd say the WWA Double Crown Title is even more prestigious.
Ern Bishop - Yes, this is a big one and no mistake.
[Everything goes silent.]
[Lights dim a little bit.]
[Then, Our Lady Peace's "All For You" breaks the quietness.]
[The huge TV Screen flicks alive, and the words "MARC McCARTHY" in yellow messy lettering flash all over the screen, lighting the dimly lit arena a little more. As soon as those words come up, the crowd explodes into HUGE boos for the Double Crown Champion of WWA! The words fade, and then the words "AERIAL ARTIST" flash up then are quickly followed up by the words "EXTREME ICON," "DOUBLE CROWN," "REALITY CHECK," and "LUCHADOR." ]
#A suburban man, at my door
#But I don't think I'll let him in.
#He wants discipline - discipline and control over the way I live.
#Wants the best for me,
#An old school philosophy,
#But I can't turn my back on him.
#He's a part of me,
#Buy me anything but I just need a friend.
[Lights flick on all the way, and "The Aerial Artist" Marc McCarthy - the WWA Double Crown Champion walks out from behind the black curtain. The live crowd explodes with huge heel heat and booing, as McCarthy just walks it off, not really caring about what the crowd thinks of him. Marc stops at the top of the ramp and points behind him. Amy Heartbreaker walks out, which turns the boos into cheers.]
[Marc McCarthy keeps walking down the ramp-way, with that cocky grin on his face, holding both his fists in the air. With his arms stretching upward, he grabs his forearm with his right hand. It must be like, a new sign or something, I don't know, whatever. Amy catches up and takes Marc's arm around hers, as they both keep walking to the ring.]
#It's all for you,
#You got me where you want.
#It's all for you, oh,
#Just stop breaking my heart,
#You're the blood of a seed and its all that I need,
#Got me where you want,
#It's all for you, oh.
#You got me, oh, you got me.
[Marc McCarthy wears his ring gear of dark red and green tights. Going down the right side of his tights is a thick line of dark red, going down the left side is a thick dark green line. On the right, right smack in the middle of the dark red will be three lines of dark green. On the left side, right smack in the dark green side, there will be three dark red lines. On his feet are black padded wrestling boots which has the words "Aerial Artist" going down the sides in white lettering. On his right elbow he has a black elbow pad, and he has white tape on both his fists. He has a black knee brace on his right knee. He's shirtless. Around his waist, is the WWA Double Crown Championship Belt. In his right hand is a brown Singapore Cane.]
[Amy Heartbreaker wears a shimmering pink jumpsuit and has her glorious blonde hair tied back into a ponytail, looking absolutely stunning as usual.]
#Jack Kerouac, K-K-K-Kerouac,
#On the road and in my head,
#And the irrelevance, intelligence,
#A new tattoo a lot more sex.
#Broken families,
#A new enemy,
#And you will not make up for this.
#This suburban man he wants discipline,
#But I just need a friend.
[McCarthy grins and walks around the ring a little bit, sharing a few "friendly" conversations with the front row fans. McCarthy goes as far as slapping one in the forehead, taking his sign and ripping it up, then spits on it and throws it back in his face. McCarthy just stands there grinning at him, proud of what he has done, before he slides into the ring and walks across it leaping up between the two turnbuckles onto the second rope. Amy walks up the steps and steps through the ropes into the ring as Marc McCarthy throws both fists into the air holding the Singapore Cane up, as the crowd starts booing louder.]
[He slowly gets down and hands the ref his Double Crown Title, then tosses his Cane to the outside of the ring. Amy comes over and backs him into the corner with both hands on his chest. McCarthy's eyes, however, even with the hottest woman on the planet in front of him, doesn't leave SyNn.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I tell ya, if I wasn't a married man...
Ern Bishop - What, you like McCarthy?
Jonny Catchphrase - Amy, you clown! Amy!
Ern Bishop - Oh. Right.
Jonny Catchphrase - It's gonna be tough not to get distracted during this match...
Ern Bishop - Oh, I beg to differ. The action during this match is gonna be damn intense...it's gonna be hard not to drag your peepers away from this one.
[Ding, Ding.]
Ern Bishop - SyNn and McCarthy sizing each other up here. No strangers to each other of course, but I'm sure they'll try and pull something special out of the bag tonight.
Jonny Catchphrase - Right, something that'll take the other guy completely by surprise.
Ern Bishop - And since this match is No-DQ, you can bet it'll be something big. And here we go, they charge at each other! McCarthy ducks a SyNn clothesline, bounds off the ropes...twisting torpedo splash, dodged by SyNn!
Jonny Catchphrase - Ohh boy, McCarthy ain't happy.
Ern Bishop - He has to drag himself up from the mat already, right into a SyNn sucker-punch to the gut!
Jonny Catchphrase - Ow, I felt that.
Ern Bishop - SyNn against the ropes, and there's a running uppercut, taking McCarthy down again. The NGWA man gets right up though, whipped into the ropes...hurracanrana!
Jonny Catchphrase - I love these cruiserweight matchups, they're so fast-paced.
Ern Bishop - Yes they are, SyNn taking it to McCarthy already here. But I don't think the Double Crown Champion is too willing to take this offense lying down...running knee to SyNn's gut!
Jonny Catchphrase - And now the classic eye rake against the ropes.
Ern Bishop - This crowd aren't very fond of McCarthy. SyNn isn't the cleanest character in the world, but this is his home federation. We've seen some great matches from this guy right here in SSW, and this promises to be another.
Jonny Catchphrase - Look at them now, standing toe-to-toe. Neither of them is willing to give an inch...
Ern Bishop - Well, sooner or later something has to give if someone is to walk out of the arena with the WWA Double Crown Title around his waist. They lock up...
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy spins, behind SyNn...
Ern Bishop - Ah, but SyNn does the same...
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy with an elbow to the face...
Ern Bishop - Oh man, SyNn did not like that! Belly-to-back suplex...bridged into a pin!!
ONE!!
TWO!!
NO!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Well, I don't think that pin was ever gonna yield a victor. McCarthy's got some fight left in him yet.
Ern Bishop - Some fight? Man, he's still got everything to give. Gets up, stretches his neck...ooh!! Low blow from SyNn!!
Jonny Catchphrase - That was...low.
Ern Bishop - Damn right, and there's a bulldog, taking McCarthy down. As of yet, we haven't seen any weapons come into play...quite odd.
Jonny Catchphrase - Oh, you can bet one of these two'll break out the steel chairs in a minute.
Ern Bishop - That's what these fans like to see, at least. McCarthy up, SyNn kicks him in the ribs to not much effect. Marc McCarthy is not happy. Another kick...uppercut from McCarthy! Right hook! And another! And another! SyNn driven back against the ropes...
[A dropkick from McCarthy knocks SyNn over the top rope as the crowd go wild.]
Ern Bishop - Well, sooner or later this match was gonna spill to ringside, we knew that for a fact.
Jonny Catchphrase - Right, you think either of these two would be willing to let a No-DQ match pass without taking advantage of it?
Ern Bishop - Oh, not I. McCarthy...strangely, pacing the ring, unwilling to follow his opponent. SyNn is up, and there's a suicide dive through the ropes!
Jonny Catchphrase - Damn, that was picture-perfect.
Ern Bishop - Indeed it was, and now...yes, it's time to go hardcore! McCarthy picks up the top half of the ring steps, and he is taunting Synn.
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn up...
ssswishhh...
Ern Bishop - My God, I don't know how SyNn managed to dodge that running attack with the steps but he did it, and now he has the bottom half!
Jonny Catchphrase - We have a face-off!
Ern Bishop - Yes we do, both men with their respective weapons on opposite sides of the ringside area. We could be seeing heads roll here...
Jonny Catchphrase - Damn...this could get veru brutal very fast.
Ern Bishop - Yes, and...SyNn charges forward!!
ssswishhh...
Jonny Catchphrase - Dodged!!
SMASH!!
Ern Bishop - A cool, unmoving McCarthy caught SyNn across the back with those ring steps...and SyNn just got sent over the guardrail, into the crowd!
Jonny Catchphrase - Look out, SyNn!
Ern Bishop - McCarthy just hopped on the guardrail and bounced off with an elbow drop right across the downed SyNn's chest!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn's up, and he is not happy!
Ern Bishop - Ohhhh! He's even unhappier now! Marc McCarthy just caught him with a stinging blow across the cheek, sending him reeling backwards. And again! These two are right in the middle of the crowd now...
Jonny Catchphrase - And SyNn is fighting back! We have a full-on brawl going on!
Ern Bishop - This is certainly not what we usually get from these two high-fliers, but I don't think anyone's complaining. This is intense!
Jonny Catchphrase - You can bet Reno has never seen anything like this!
Ern Bishop - Umm...
[The brawl continues through the crowd as SSW security parts the people before the two wrestlers, clearing a path towards a large open area towards the back of the ground level, used as a storage area - there are tables, chairs, large kegs, cans, you name it, all stacked against a high wall that leads up to the higher level of the crowd, where more fans are egging the two wrestlers on.]
Ern Bishop - God only knows what these two are going to do now. Look at all the stuff kept here, we've got tables, chairs...
Jonny Catchphrase - I think these fans are gonna get their money's worth.
Ern Bishop - SyNn grabs McCarthy and throws him right into the side of a table...a SyNn clothesline takes both men on top of it...
Jonny Catchphrase - This could be painful to watch...
Ern Bishop - SyNn grabs McCarthy by the hair and drags him up...right jab knocks some SyNn sense into McCarthy, and the SSW superstar lets his prey go before...
Jonny Catchphrase - ...charging forward...!
Ern Bishop - McCarthy ducks!!
CRASH!!
Ern Bishop - And SyNn was just sent flying into that huge pile of objects! His head just connected with a steel keg, leaving a massive dent in it! And now McCarthy looks to take the advantage...
Jonny Catchphrase - This can't be good for SyNn.
Ern Bishop - McCarthy picks up another of those huge kegs...I think he's gonna drop it on SyNn!
Jonny Catchphrase - No sir, this is not good in any way...
Ern Bishop - Look out!!
THUNK!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn rolled out of the way at the last minute!
Ern Bishop - That was as close as it can possibly get and now SyNn is after his opponent's blood. Grabs McCarthy...oohhh!! Smashed right into that keg!! And again! And again!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Look at that dent!
Ern Bishop - And I'm guessing there's a similar dent in McCarthy's head!
Jonny Catchphrase - He's gonna do it again!
[McCarthy's head is smashed against the keg and a huge hole is ruptured in the side. A clear liquid flows out at an unbelievable pace, sweeping both men's legs out from under them and sending them flying back a few feet.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I don't think SyNn wanted that to happen...
Ern Bishop - Man, did you see that though? I don't know what that stuff is, but having a whole keg full of it sweep forward is enough for any man. Both competitors are struggling to get up, covered in that stuff.
[SyNn is the first to his feet, but as he moves forward to confront McCarthy he slips on the liquid. Marc McCarthy takes the advantage, dropping an elbow on his downed opponent.]
Ern Bishop - Manouvering is tricky on that stuff, I bet. McCarthy's up and doing his best to stay up...
Jonny Catchphrase - He's moving towards that collection of objects over there, and he's gonna go hardcore I think.
Ern Bishop - This is one of the most hazardous enviroments I've ever seen two men fight in. If all these weapons aren't bad enough, the floor is slippery as hell now.
Jonny Catchphrase - Yeah, I don't condone this kind of thing, but...you know, it sure is fun to watch.
Ern Bishop - Oh, it sure is. Not fun to be a part of though, I guess. SyNn's trying to get up once again, but McCarthy is there with a steel chair!!
CRACK!!
CRACK!!
CRACK!!
Ern Bishop - Three shots to the head with that steel chair! My God, can you believe it? SyNn is down and indeed out...
Jonny Catchphrase - And now what's McCarthy doing? He's picking SyNn up and...and placing him on that table! What the hell?
Ern Bishop - What in the world could McCarthy be planning? Hold on, he's spotted something behind those kegs...
...a ladder!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Christ almighty...
Ern Bishop - This can not be good for SyNn! McCarthy is setting that ladder up against the high wall leading up to the upper level of the crowd, and now he is climbing it!
Jonny Catchphrase - They call him the Aerial Artist for a reason, Ern! We're about to see why!
Ern Bishop - Oh God...
Jonny Catchphrase - Just how high up is he?
Ern Bishop - I have no idea, but not high enough I guess. He's just climbing higher and higher and higher, and he's level with those fans now.
[McCarthy nimbly leaps from the top of the ladder to the rim of the upper crowd area, clinging on to the rail behind him for dear life.]
Ern Bishop - What is McCarthy thinking?? He just nailed SyNn with three chairshots, he's gotta be out of it enough already...
Jonny Catchphrase - We told you before the match this was gonna be something special...
Ern Bishop - That we did...this is gonna be something...
[After looking up at the rafters, McCarthy lets go of the rail. He leaps forward, performing a complete flip in the air. As flashbulbs go off all around him, he performs a perfect legdrop on...]
Jonny Catchphrase - ...THE TABLE!! HE DIDN'T CONNECT!!
Ern Bishop - Good GOD!!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn rolled out of the way right in time!! Marc McCarthy just fell about twenty feet!! A somersault legdrop right through a table!!
Ern Bishop - And he didn't have a mat underneath him - it was only concrete underneath that table!
Jonny Catchphrase - That's it, you can ring the bell right now. Marc McCarthy just will not recover from that.
Ern Bishop - At least not in time for Shockwave 2003...
Jonny Catchphrase - But SyNn is still pretty much out of it after those chairshots, still lying in a heap in that massive puddle of liquid.
[Both men lie for a while, only SyNn making the smallest movements. Marc McCarthy does not move at all. Before long, SyNn makes a concentrated effort to get to his feet, fighting against the liquid. He manages to stay up by grabbing on to whatever is left of the table before picking the still-unconscious McCarthy up and carrying him back through the crowd.]
Ern Bishop - I think this match is falls-count-anywhere, isn't it?
Jonny Catchphrase - Yeah, SyNn could just have pinned McCarthy right there.
Ern Bishop - SyNn might be wanting to get away from that hazardous enviroment, and I for one don't blame him. Over the guardrail rather unceremoniously goes McCarthy, SyNn follows...
CRACK!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Amy Heartbreaker with a chairshot!!
Ern Bishop - She might be a sexy as hell, but she is a pure, 100% bitch!! SyNn could easily have dragged McCarthy into the ring and pinned him, but Amy Heartbreaker just had to stick her nose in.
Jonny Catchphrase - That's not playing nice.
Ern Bishop - See Jonny, these NGWA types have no idea about playing by the rules.
Jonny Catchphrase - That's right. I mean, look who they have as a Champion.
[SyNn struggles to get up, but Amy Heartbreaker once again rushes towards him. At the last moment, SyNn dodges a running chairshot and grabs Heartbreaker by the hair. She squirms in his grasp, screaming for help.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I wonder what SyNn'll do to that cheating whore...
Ern Bishop - I don't know, but he seems to be having a tough time doing it. Heartbreaker is screaming her head off right here, trying to break free of SyNn's grasp...
[Awoken by Heartbreaker's screams, McCarthy rises to his feet to a massive crowd reaction.]
Ern Bishop - McCarthy's up! And SyNn hasn't seen it...
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy grabs the chair from Heartbreaker...
CRACK!!
Jonny Catchphrase - ...and smashes her over the head with it!
Ern Bishop - I can't believe McCarthy's up after that massive fall through a table!
Jonny Catchphrase - Neither can I. He has Amy to thank...if she hadn't started screaming like that, he wouldn't be conscious at all.
[McCarthy grabs the chair from SyNn. The SSW Liberty Bell Champion spins around and finds himself face-to-face with his opponent once again. SyNn takes a step back in shock...]
CRACK!!
CRACK!!
CRACK!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Another three chairshots, and SyNn is down!
Ern Bishop - My God, how many chairshots has this man absorbed over the course of this match?
Jonny Catchphrase - More than is healthy, that's for damn sure. Oh, and there's a kiss! McCarthy and Heartbreaker exchanging a quick kiss for good luck...
Ern Bishop - How lucky is that man?
Jonny Catchphrase - Heck, my wife ain't too shabby herself.
Ern Bishop - Yeah, that makes...one of us. Anyway.
Jonny Catchphrase - Yes.
Ern Bishop - McCarthy makes the cover...
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
Jonny Catchphrase - YES!!
Ern Bishop - NO!!
Jonny Catchphrase - NO!?
Ern Bishop - NO!! SyNn kicks out!! Marc McCarthy can't believe it...I just can't believe either of these men are conscious, let alone fighting!
Jonny Catchphrase - This is Shockwave, the biggest event of the winter, and these two are giving it their all. I can believe that.
Ern Bishop - Both men want that title so badly. They've survived tables, ladders, chairs and God knows what else by the time this match is over.
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn is trying to get to his feet...
Ern Bishop - Well, I hope you folks at home have your VCRs set.
Jonny Catchphrase - I can tell you right now, a chairshot hurts. To take as many of `em as SyNn has...man, that takes some spirit. Not to mention that fall McCarthy took...
Ern Bishop - I think both these men are on some pretty equal ground now.
Jonny Catchphrase - Both men plagued by pain, both men...
Ern Bishop - Clothesline!! Clothesline by SyNn takes a still-shocked Marc McCarthy down! And look at Amy Heartbreaker...she's cowering on the other side of the ringside area, and it looks like SyNn is going after her! Slides into the ring...
Jonny Catchphrase - Followed by McCarthy!
Ern Bishop - He's already up, and he slides in after SyNn...
[SyNn turns around and whips McCarthy into the ropes, and walks to the middle of the ring, waiting for Marc in a back body drop position. McCarthy leap frogs over SyNn, and when SyNn turns around, nails him with a Drop to the knee which sends SyNn down. McCarthy goes up to the top rope, getting up in one leap, facing away from SyNn. He laps off, making two full missile-like spins in the air, then comes CRASHING down across the chest of SyNn in a Senton Splash manner.]
Jonny Catchphrase - AERIAL ATTACK!
[McCarthy goes for the cover.]
Ern Bishop - One...
Two...
TTTTTHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!......NOOOOOOOOO!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn kicked out of McCarthy's AERIAL ATTACK!
[McCarthy slaps the mat with his hands, then rolls out of the ring. He looks under the apron, and slides out a table, then slides he table into the ring. He slides in after the table, and sets it up in the corner.]
Jonny Catchphrase - You'd think McCarthy's had enough of tables for one evening...
Ern Bishop - I just can't believe what I'm seeing. SyNn just kicked out of the Aerial Attack, a move that many in the WWA now fear...is there anything that will put either of these guys away?
Jonny Catchphrase - I don't know, but McCarthy's gonna try and do it with the aid of a table.
Ern Bishop - Ohh boy...
[SyNn gets up, but McCarthy is already waiting for him with a slap to the face. SyNn is sent reeling back, but takes control of the situation by rebounding against the ropes and taking Marc McCarthy down with a flying scissor kick.]
Jonny Catchphrase - The momentum just keeps going back and forth here, it's incredible.
Ern Bishop - They're certainly putting a show on for us, aren't they?
Jonny Catchphrase - Two of the hottest rising stars in the alliance, both of them want to reach the next level. It's a classic formula for a classic match, and that is exactly what we're getting.
Ern Bishop - McCarthy staggers to his feet, SyNn grabs his head and bashes it several times into that table!
[SyNn picks up McCarthy for a Scoop Slam, but Marc slides off SyNn's back, and lands on his feet. SyNn turns around... McCarthy leaps up onto his shoulders and takes him over with a Hurracanrana! SyNn's head goes RIGHT through the table!]
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy turns it right around once again, and SyNn just got sent through a table!
Ern Bishop - Incredible!!
Jonny Catchphrase - This match just keeps getting more and more brutal...
Ern Bishop - And it looks now as though Marc McCarthy is going to be living up to his nickname of the Aerial Artist once again...he's going up on top!
[McCarthy blows a kiss to Heartbreaker who blows one back.]
Ern Bishop - And with the blessing of his girl, the Aerial Artist is getting ready to...FLY!! MOONSAULT!! A picture-perfect moonsault right in the middle of that broken table, across SyNn's battered, beaten body.
Jonny Catchphrase - That's gotta be it.
Ern Bishop - I think SyNn is just about ready to be pinned right now, but it doesn't look as though McCarthy is going for it. What's wrong...?
[McCarthy rolls over, and the camera zooms in - a shard of table is embedded in his side.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Ohhhhh...
Ern Bishop - That's gotta hurt!
Jonny Catchphrase - You took the words right out of my mouth.
Ern Bishop - Blood is flowing freely from the side of McCarthy's torso, that sharp piece of the table is deep inside him...
Jonny Catchphrase - Oh God, he just yanked it out. I don't feel too good...
Ern Bishop - That's not nice. That's not nice at all. Look, uh, cameraman, why don't you cut to a nice shot of Amy Heartbreaker? Yes, that's better. She doesn't look too happy either.
Jonny Catchphrase - Of course she doesn't, her boyfriend is bleeding profusely from the single sickest wound I have ever seen.
[Amy Heartbreaker, acting quickly, takes off the band that keeps her hair in a ponytail and hands it to McCarthy who is staggering around the ring. McCarthy holds the band against his wound, absorbing some of the blood.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Well, that goes some way towards fixing the problem, I guess.
Ern Bishop - I guess. Maybe now McCarthy will try and cover...SyNn!! SyNn is on his feet!
Jonny Catchphrase - After being put through a table, and then being moonsaulted the hell out of!? He must really want this title!!
Ern Bishop - Clothesline...NO!! McCarthy was going for a clothesline, but paused halfway across the ring, the pain in his side is just too great! SyNn up on the second rope...dropkick! McCarthy knocked a few feer back...
Jonny Catchphrase - And Amy's hairband knocked from his hand!
Ern Bishop - That blood is now freely leaking out on the mat...wait, SyNn goes up on top! ASAI MOONSAULT!! SyNn just gave McCarthy a taste of his own medicine with yet another picture-perfect high-flying move!
Jonny Catchphrase - Cover!
Ern Bishop - ONE!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Marc McCarthy had to fight against tremendous pain in order to kick out from that cover, he had to withstand that incredible pain in his side...
Ern Bishop - Look at that wound! I mean, honestly...
Jonny Catchphrase - He's scrambling to get that hairband back now, but SyNn isn't gonna give him the chance. Kicks McCarthy in the gut...
Ern Bishop - McCarthy flies across the ring, scrambles to his feet...and there's another kick to the gut...McCarthy stays on his feet...
Jonny Catchphrase - And up he goes!
Ern Bishop - Marc McCarthy is now on SyNn's shoulders! JACK KNIFE!!
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy was just sent crashing to the mat!! SyNn is determined to put an end to this match right now! Look at the state McCarthy's in...he's been left a twitching mess on the mat, a shadow of his former self, a shadow of the WWA Double Crown Champion...
Ern Bishop - He is in one sorry state...
Jonny Catchphrase - And now SyNn looks to want to finish the job once and for all!
Ern Bishop - SyNn up on top once again! The crowd are expecting something big right here, they're expecting a new Double Crown Champ!
Jonny Catchphrase - That's just what we're gonna get...
....................................450 SPLASH!!
Ern Bishop - That's it, it's over!!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn makes the cover!
Ern Bishop - ONE!!!
TWO!!!
WHAT!????
Jonny Catchphrase - Amy Heartbreaker!! Amy Heartbreaker put McCarthy's foot on the ropes, the cheating little...
Ern Bishop - And the referee didn't see it! The referee thinks McCarthy put his foot there himself!
Jonny Catchphrase - Not that it matters anyway, this being a No-DQ match.
Ern Bishop - SyNn had this match won! We had a new Double Crown Champion right there!
Jonny Catchphrase - Well, you better believe that if SyNn had someone like Heartbreaker on his side, he wouldn't have objected if she did something like that.
Ern Bishop - I agree, both of these men are no strangers to cheating...
Jonny Catchphrase - But SyNn has had quite enough of it! He drags a kicking and screaming Amy Heartbreaker into the ring...this could be very ugly for Heartbreaker!
Ern Bishop - Kick to the gut...she's up on the shoulders!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Crucifix Powerbomb!!
Ern Bishop - Oh, Good God!! And McCarthy is shimmying back up the turnbuckle...he's getting some serious air miles tonight!
Jonny Catchphrase - JESUS!! Shooting Star Press!!
Ern Bishop - Heartbreaker just got drilled with possibly the most deadly high-flying move around, and she is well and truly out of it. But did SyNn waste too much time with the girlfriend instead of going for the main course?
Jonny Catchphrase - Well, McCarthy's been given a Jack Knife and a 450 Splash, Ern. I don't think he'll be able to...
Ern Bishop - ...get up??? Well think again Catch, because that is exactly what Marc McCarthy just did!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Je-sus.
Ern Bishop - My thoughts exactly. Marc McCarthy is back in this thing! He's still bleeding from the side like nothing else, but amazingly, he is still alive and kicking! SyNn gets up after that Shooting Star Press, and...man, I don't think he believes McCarthy's up either!
Jonny Catchphrase - SyNn whipped to the ropes...
Ern Bishop - REALITY CHECK!! That Marc McCarthy superkick just sent SyNn flying!! Amazing how he can pull that move out from absolutely nowhere...
Jonny Catchphrase - OK, if that's not it I'm a monkey's uncle.
Ern Bishop - COVER!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
CLANGGGGG!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - JE-SUS!!!
Ern Bishop - The Pharaohs Of Rage!! Two allies of SyNn, armed with two steel chairs, have just broken up the pin with a double chairshot to McCarthy's head!!
Jonny Catchphrase - I just...can't believe this at all.
Ern Bishop - Looks like SyNn got himself a little protection for this match!
Jonny Catchphrase - And now McCarthy is being hoisted up...kick to the gut! Underhook Face Breaker!!
Ern Bishop - That's the Redemption!! The Pharaohs' finisher, the Redemption!! And Apophis Caine is draping SyNn's arm over his opponent before they leave the scene of the crime...
Jonny Catchphrase - We have a cover!!
Ern Bishop - Damn right we do!!
ONE!!
[The Pharaohs knock Heartbreaker senseless with a steel chair...]
TWO!!!!
[...before making their way up the ramp and into the backstage area.]
THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Ding, Ding.
Jonny Catchphrase - NEW DOUBLE CROWN CHAMPION!!!
Ern Bishop - SYNN WINS!!!
[A dazed SyNn is helped to his feet by the referee and handed the Double Crown Title. Elated, SyNn climbs on the top rope and flaunts it to the crowd to a mixed reaction of cheers and boos.]
Ern Bishop - SyNn is just lucky this is his home federation crowd or he'd be pelted with jeers right now.
Jonny Catchphrase - Do you think he even knows about The Pharaohs?
Ern Bishop - Oh, I'm sure he had a hand in it.
Jonny Catchphrase - Right.
[SyNn celebrates with his belt for a long time before strolling back into the ring, ready for a post-match beatdowm on McCarthy. However...]
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy's up!
Ern Bishop - That belt meant everything to Marc McCarthy!! He believes he is nothing without it...man, he is pissed off!!
[McCarthy stares at SyNn with the Double Crown Title and murmurs a curse under his breath. He snaps, swearing, kicking the ropes, pulling at his hair. After a second he slides to the outside of the ring, grabbing his Singapore Cane. He slides back in, and NAILS SyNn across the back of the head, then starts drilling his skull and upper body with Cane shots.]
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
[McCarthy grabs the Title, takes one last look at it, then throws it on the bloody skull of SyNn.]
Ern Bishop - MY GOD!! To end this match, this slaughter, Marc McCarthy just went insane, smashing SyNn ten times with a Singapore Cane!!
[McCarthy heads out of the ring and up the ramp and picking the downed Amy Heartbreaker up and carrying her with him, the wound on his side still gushing blood. SyNn lies in the center of the ring, not an iconic Champion by any means...]
Ern Bishop - Well, SyNn wins this particular battle but he looks as though he's just been through a war. No matter what, Marc McCarthy was determined to get the last laugh.
Jonny Catchphrase - Something tells me these two haven't seen the last of each other...
Lets compromise... he's half man, half god!
[Backstage at the Events Center, the camera pans along the hallways, passing many well-known wrestlers along the way. However, it stops on one - exiting his locker room, wearing blue jeans and a Ramones shirt. The camera follows him along the hallway as he stares out other wrestlers. Turning a corner, he bumps into a familiar figure.]
Red Dragon - Saki.
[Oroku Saki looks up from the clipboard he's carrying and scowls.]
Red Dragon - What the hell are you doing here?
Oroku Saki - Well, this is a WWA event. I'm a WWA employee. Even you should understand that.
Red Dragon- If you're gonna try something, I swear to God...
Oroku Saki - What's the matter? Afraid you'll lose the belt? Red, you know better than that. I'm not a cheat - Rayne is capable enough of beating you without my help.
Red Dragon - Oh, you think so do you?
[Saki smiles.]
Oroku Saki - Yes, I think so. You can't hold on to that belt for ever. Oh, sorry, sorry. Yes you can. You're Red Dragon, you're not a man, you're a God, aren't you? Beating you is impossible, isn't it? Sorry, I must have plum forgot about it.
Red Dragon - Yeah, very funny. You know, if you weren't such a washed-up jerk, I might be listening to you right now. But you're not. So let me give you the R-E-D 1 2 3, grandpa.
Oroku Saki - Hey, you learn that catchphrase from a kindergarten?
[Red shudders.]
Red Dragon - I know I'm only human, and I know that one day I'll have to give this belt up. But I'll be damned if it's Rayne. See, that guy represents all that's wrong with this business. He claims to be all righteous but he turns around and smashes me with a baseball bat. And that crowd out there prefer to cheer him, possibly the worst WWA Champion of all time, than me - undoubtedly the greatest.
[The crowd inside the arena are heard booing.]
Oroku Saki - Seems like they don't agree with you. And neither do I. I am gonna love watch Rayne tear your head off your shoulders tonight, Red. But if you'll excuse me. I have more important things to worry about.
[The NGWA Chairman heads off and Red turns around to view him with a scowl that soon turns into a hate-filled, sneering stare. We cut away.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Wow… hate filled words from the champion of the New England division, who's of course taking on Rayne later on tonight
Ern Bishop- Bah… Rayne is overrated. I hope Red really retires him this time around!
NGWA SUPEr J championship
chris egerton (W3) vs. Stan marshall (SSW)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, were in for an NGWA match now! It's the final of the Super J tournament!
Telula Bell: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall! And it is the Super J Final!
Huge POP!
Telula Belle: Making his way to the ring from Ann Arbor, Michigan-weighing in at 200 pounds,
C H R I S E G E R T O N!"
[The lights abruptly shut off throughout the arena. A hush comes over the
crowd. The silence is then cut off by the guitar intro to "Concubine" by
Converge. The riff plays its course and just barely fades, then suddenly
the song blasts out of PA, the drums and guitars going full force. Strobe
lights begin to flash, accentuating the dizzying and discordant tempo of
the song. The song enters a split-second blast beat flurry, then stops on
a dime, with the strobe lights shutting off right with it. A snare roll
snaps through the air, and accompanied by an explosion, the guitars,
drums and vocals all kick in to a wall of harsh violent noise.]
I'LL STAY GOLD
I'LL STAY GOLD
I'LL STAY GOLD.....
[With the house lights now up, Chris Egerton steps out onto the rampway,
dressed in his baggy red pants, black elbow pad, and a black Black Flag
shirt. Something is amiss though. The crowd is cheering, but Chris is
ignoring them, instead staring straight at the ring.]
Just to keep
These pasts at bay
To keep the
loneliest of the nights from claiming you
and to keep these
longest days from waking you
[As the song continues in its fury, transitioning into a breakdown, Chris
makes his way to the ring, keeping his focus directly at the center of
the ring. The fans continue to cheer as the breakdown in the song stomps
their ears into oblivion.]
For I felt
The greatest of
winters coming
And I saw you as
seasons shifting from blue to gray
[Chris climbs up onto the ring.Chris steps through the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring, glaring somewhat angrily at the fans facing him. The song transitions to the indecipherable maelstrom of blast beats and screams.]
Thats where the
coldest of these days await me
and distance lays
her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay
gold, forever gold
GOLD.
Ern Bishop: Egg-boy looking to go home with the Super J Championship under his belt. And our very own Stan Marshall might have something to say about that.
Johnny Catchpharse: Egg-boy? Where in the sam hell did you come up with that?
Ern Bishop: None of your business, color boy...
Jonny Catchphrase: Let's throw it back to the ring.
Talula Belle: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 208 Pounds...he is...
"T H E W H I T E B O Y" S T A N M A R S H A L L!
[Pulsating white lights flash throughout the arena as the lights slowly
dim. On the video wall, we see a spotlight shine on the silhouetted form
of 'Whiteboy' Stan Marshall, with a mic in his hand. Public Enemy's
'You're Gonna Get Yours' starts blaring over the PA System.]
[Just then, Stan Marshall steps out onto the ramp wearing a white vest,
blue jeans, red bandana and a gold necklace. He raises his fist to the
crowd, and we see that he holds a microphone. Whiteboy walks down the
ramp bopping to the music as he and the crowd chant along to the
rapping, the crowd directing the rhyming taunts at Marshall, while
Whiteboy believes they're insulting his opponent.]
[As the music keeps on playing, Marshall climbs into the ring and gets
on the turnbuckle with his microphone held high above his head. The
lights return to normal.]
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall has shown to be one of the bright spots in the WWA's Cruiserwieght Division..
Ern Bishop: Now if he could just work on that rapping of his..and his damn mother. I mean his home life, makes the Manson Family look like the Brady Bunch!
Jonny Catchphrase: You need help..you really do.
Ern Bishop: Keep it down over there we've got a match to call!
DING! DING!
Ern Bishop: Both men meet in the middle of the ring with an elbow and collar. A bit of pushing and shoving and Stan slips out!
HEEL POP!
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall could make a statement here by winning this match up!
Ern Bishop: And what would that be? That he's still a mama's boy?
Jonny Catchphrase: Somebody's not a in a good mood.
[As Stan slips out of Egerton's side head lock and lashes out with a kick to the back of Egerton's knee causing it to buckle. But as Chris goes down to one knee, Stan runs to the ropes bouncing off landing a drop kick to the back of Egerton's head, sending him face first into the mat!]
HEEL POP!
Ern Bishop: Marshall looking to keep in control here.
[Stan's quickly on the downed Egerton laying stomps to the neck and back of Egerton, to a HUGE HEEL POP!]
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall's not letting up. He's not going to let Egerton get to his feet!
[Stan's give one more stomp for 'mom' before reaching down and picking up Egerton up by his hair, yelling and talking smack as he does. But just as he get's Egerton up. He get's several shot's to the mid-section for his trouble.]
HUGE FACE POP!
Ern Bishop: Egg-Boy back to his feet.
[Egerton does indeed get back to his feet...]
"THHHHUUUUUUDDDDDDDDD!"
HEEL POP!
Ern Bishop: And right into a stiff spinbuster!
[Stan takes a second to taunt the downed Egerton, before running for the ropes. Then jumps off the top rope!]
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"THHHHHUUUUUDDDDDDD!"
Ern Bishop: A HUGE CORKSCREW ASAI MOONSAULT ACROSS THE CHEST OF EGERTON. STAN HOOKS THE LEG!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE-?
ROOF RAISING FACE POP!
Johnny C: He got a shoulder up! Common first pin fall of the match, and you expected him to get the pin? That never happen's!
Ern Bishop: Hey, a man can dream can't he? I've got a date after the show and the quicker we get things over with the better.
Jonny Catchphrase: Your a jackass, you know this right?
Ern Bishop: Shut your cake-hole Catchphrase.
[Stan not happy with Egerton kicking out slap's the mat, the frustration showing on Stan's face. Again he talks more smack, which allows Egerton to get back to his feet. The whole time Marshall motioning for him to get up.]
Ern Bishop: EGERTON'S CHARGING!
[That's right he is, Stan side steps....]
Ern Bishop: Drop toe hold by Marshall...and a few stomps to make sure he stays down. It looked like Egerton bounced his noggin off the mat!
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall being dominate in the early going. He's making the SSW proud right now!
Ern Bishop: Yeah as long as he doesn't screw it up!
[Chris get's to his feet, dazed from the impact of his head hitting the mat. Rubbing his temple he starts to turn to face Stan. But as he does Stan see another open door and charges from behind, grabbing a handful of hair and leap's!]
"THUUUUUDDDDDDDDDD!"
HUGE HEEL POP!
Ern Bishop: WOW! Huge running bulldog by Marshall!
Jonny Catchphrase: Does Egerton even know where he is at this point?
[Again Egerton get's to his feet, dazed more now than he was seconds before. Rubbing his chin, from the impact with the mat. He turn's straight into Marshall, who's been stalking him the whole time. Stan charges!]
FACE POP!!!!!
Ern Bishop: Egerton giving Stan some of his own medicine, nailing him with a drop toe hold of his own. And now Stan looks to be on Dream Street!
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall looking a bit dazed as he makes his way back to his feet.
[Saying Marshall's dazed would be a gross understatement. Stan stumbles trying to right himself, using the ropes to pull himself up. Egerton not waiting for Stan to totally get back to his feet charges, launching himself at back of Marshall.]
"THUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDD!!"
ANOTHER FUGGIN HUGE FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: SPEAR! SPEAR! GOOD GAWD!
Jonny Catchphrase: That hit Stan right in the small of the back, sending both men to the outside and down to the floor. They're both down, and not moving. It looked like Stan's head to a huge bounce off the floor...!
[Both men are indeed down as the ref starts the ten count.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Ern Bishop: Egerton slowly getting to a knee!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Jonny Catchphrase: Marshall's using the ring apron to pull himself up. Now it's just a race to see who stands first!
Ern Bishop: I'll put my money on Marshall.
Jonny Catchphrase: Really?
Ern Bishop: Hey, I'm allowed a weak moment.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
[HUGE FACE POP!!!!!]
Ern Bishop: Damn....Egerton's to his feet first.
Jonny Catchphrase: You'd have been a loosing man...
Ern Bishop: Have I told you lately...that YOU SUCK!
Jonny Catchphrase: Heh...
[As Egerton get's to his feet, he has enough of his wits about him to roll under the bottom rope breaking the ten count. But it doesn't last long as he roles back out, and the ref has to start over. Chris could care less as he makes his way over to Stan who's gotten to his feet and charging! Stan goes for a round house kick, only to have his leg caught by Egerton.]
"SSSSSMMMMMMMAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKK!"
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Ern Bishop: ENZIGURIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: Stan with some quicking thinking dropping Egerton with that kick to the back of the bean. That'll have you seeing stars!
[Stan with the advantage now, jumps up on the ring apron. With a smirk he salutes the crowd before using the top rope to catapult him up. On his way back down he leaps off the tope rope. Twisting as he comes off it!!!!!]
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Ern Bishop: CORKSCREW MOOOONNNNNSSSSSAAAAAUUUULLLLTT!
"TTTTHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDD!"
Jonny Catchphrase: High risk move there, and it paid off for Marshall.
Ern Bishop: Yet both men are on the outside, and again the ref starts the ten count.
[It doesn't last long as Stan get's to his feet first. Picking up Egerton he locks in a head lock, throwing Chris's arm over his shoulder. He lifts Egerton into a vertical position before letting him go...
....and dropping him forward across the steel guard rail. Causing Chris to yell out in pain!]
[BIG FUGGIN HEEL POP!]
Ern Bishop: Good Lord, Marshall just dropped Egerton across the guard rail right on his sternum...
Jonny Catchphrase: That could've broken something...
Ern Bishop: It didn't look healthy that's for sure. Marshall picking Egerton up off the floor now. Egerton still trying to get his wit's about him, as Marshall roll's him back into the ring.
[After completing the task of rolling a dead 215 pounds back into the ring.. Stan grabs the top rope using it as a catapult, flipping over....]
"THHHHHUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDDDD!""
[GOOD LORD WHAT A FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: NO ONE HOME!!!! EGERTON WAS ABLE TO GET OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT ONE!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: Good to see that Egerton still has a few brain cells left..
Ern Bishop: Unlike some people I know...
Jonny Catchphrase: What?
Ern Bishop: Never mind, I don't like to repeat myself. Egerton over to Marshall now, laying in a few stomps.
[Egerton get's to his feet, about the same time as Marshall. They lock up with a collar and elbow tie up before Egerton get's the side head lock before floating around and spiking Stan with a DDT.]
Ern Bishop: Egerton with a huge DDT there, this could be a turning point. Marshall had shown dominance so far, but that might not last for long...
[Stan's able to get back to his feet, although not that steady.]
Jonny Catchphrase: Look out!!!!!
[Catchpharse's warning to Stanley goes unheard, as the SSW Cruiserwieght got back to his feet, Egerton was on him like a bad habit!]
"THHHHHUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDDDDDD"
[MONGO_HUGE FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: LAAARRRRRIAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: Egerton showing signs of life!!!!!
[Egerton climb's the closest turnbuckle, and leaps!]
"SSSMMMMMAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!""
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Ern Bishop: WOW! What a counter by Marshall. As Egerton went for the Senton Splash..Marshall was able to hit him mid-air with a _huge_ drop kick!!
Jonny Catchphrase: Quick thinking on Marshall's part.
[Marshall crawls over to Egerton, draping an arm across his chest.]
Ern Bishop: Here's the COVER!!!!!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!?!?
[MY GOD WHAT A ROOF SHAKING FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: Egerton kicked out!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: No sh*t Sherlock, that was a lazy cover by Marshall. Common get with the program!
Ern Bishop: Hey, why don't you go soak your head!
Jonny Catchphrase:....Soak your head? That's all you've got?
Ern Bishop: Bite me...
[While Ern and Johnny argue, there's action back in the ring. To a good sized pop, both men got back to their feet at the same time. Egerton get's the upper hand and starts to irish whip Marshall only to have it reversed. Egerton bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothes line. As both men come back off the ropes a second time, Marshall telegraphs a back body drop..........]
"SMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKK!"
[ANOTHER GOOD SIZED FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: That _always_ seem's to happen. Ya telegraph the move, and get a boot in your chin for it..
Jonny Catchphrase: Hey Egerton had the right idea. Someone gift wrap's something like that for you, you've got to take advantage of it!
[Egerton grabs Marshall.....]
"SMMMMMMAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"SMAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"SMMMMMAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Ern Bishop: Egg-boy trying to chop to china. He's got Marshall back up in the corner now!
[Egerton continues the assault as Marshall get's backed into a corner.With a look of true determination on his face, Chris lets go with a couple stomps to Marshall's midsection before lifting him up on the top turnbuckle.]
Jonny Catchphrase: Looks like Egerton's going for a Sup--!
[MASSIVE HEEL POP!]
Ern Bishop: NO! Marshall's fighting back!!!!!!
[Stan fights back enough to get Egerton doubled over. Not wasting anytime, he gets a standing leg scissors applied. With a couple more punches to Egerton's exposed back, he locks in the ever important waist lock and pick's up Chris in a Powerbomb posistion......
and leaps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
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[MASSIVE HIGH SPOT POP!]
"THHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDDDD""
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
Ern Bishop: COMPTON BOMB! OH MY GAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWDDDDDDDD!
Jonny Catchphrase: That was _sick_ !
Ern Bishop: This could it right here for Egerton!!!!
[Stan covers with a hook of the leg.]
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!?!?!
[So I'm betting right now that you think this thing is over.]
NOT!
[ROOF RAISING, GLASS SHATTERING FACE POP!]
Ern Bishop: THAT IS ONE TOUGH S.O.B. I CANNOT BELIVE HE KICKED OUT OF MARSHALLS COMPTON BOMB!
Jonny Catchphrase: Me either, and I'm sure Marshall is surprised as hell.
[Yes he is JC, and it show's on his face. Stan quickly gets to his feet, but not before taking a still highly dazed Egerton with him.]
Ern Bishop: Stan looks a bit lost out there now. He thought he had it all wrapped up after hitting his finisher, now he's not sure what to do.
Jonny Catchphrase: Well, if I was him I wouldn't take my time thinking about it. He didn't get the pin, so he needs to move on..
[Stan does move on by trying to get in an irish whip, only to be reversed......]
"THHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDDD!"
[GOOD GOD ANOTHER MASSIVE FACE POP!!]
Ern Bishop: LAAAAARRRRIAAAAATTTTTAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Jonny Catchphrase: That was devastating, but the question is can he capitolize?
[And the answer to that Johnny is a resounding YES!]
Ern Bishop: It looks like Egerton is going up top!!!!!
[MY GAWD HE'S GONNA FLY POP!]
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Ern Bishop: SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!!
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
Ern Bishop: ONE OF THE MOST GRACEFUL MOVES IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING TODAY!
Jonny Catchphrase: This could be it right here!
[After nailing that sick SSP, Egerton cover's with a hook of the leg.]
ONE!
TWO!
THRE---?
[WHAT A FUGGIN MASSIVE HEEL POP!]
Ern Bishop: OHHHH MYYY GAWWWDDDDDD! HOW IN THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT?!
Jonny Catchphrase: Easy....he got a shoulder up..
Ern Bishop: F*ck off!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: My aren't we a bit testy...
Ern Bishop: One of them needs to get pinned. I want to see Dane destroy Rowell tonight, the faster this get's over. The sooner we can see a true ass kicking.....
[Both men are lying on the canvas, chest's heaving in and out to get the oxygen that they desperately need. The ref stands over the two downed men, and starts the ten count.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
[Both me stir slightly.]
FIVE!
SIX!
Ern Bishop: It's a race now to see who can get to there feet first!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
[HUGE F'N THEY'RE BOTH UP POP!]
Ern Bishop: Here we go!
[Marshall get's a slight second advantage, bouces off the ropes and charges after Egerton who's just now getting to his feet. Egerton ducks the clothesline attempt floats around the back of Marshall...]
"THHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDDDD"
[FACE POP OF EARTH QUAKE MAGNITUDE!]
Ern Bishop: Egerton with a DEVISTATING DRAGON SUPLEX!
Jonny Catchphrase: Umm...he's not done yet!!!!!!
[Chris yanks Marshall to his feet to yet another huge FACE POP. Driving a boot into Stan's midsection, he locks in a standing head scissors. Reaching over he locks in a waste lock and pull's Stan up and places him on his shoulders. Reaching out Chris grabs both of Marshall's arms, holding them straight out...]
"THHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDD-CRRRRRUUUNNNNCCCHHHH"
Ern Bishop: CRUCIFIX DRIVVVVVVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: What _nasty_ looking crucifix powerbomb!!!!!!!
Ern Bishop: What the hell?? Shouldn't be going for the cover??
[Indeed he should, but instead Chris runs and bounces off the far ropes. On his way back he uses Stan's prone body as a springboard. Egerton launches himself into the air, jumping up to the top rope before using that rope to launch himself back towards Stan...]
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Ern Bishop: OHHHHH MYYYY GAAAAWWWWWWWDDDDD!
"HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT" "HO-LY SHIT"
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Ern Bishop: TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT!!!! THIS COULD BE IT RIGHT HERE!!!!
[Egerton covers with a hook of the leg! With the crowd totally behind him now, they help the ref with the count!!!]
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[MIND BLOWING, EAR DRUM POPPING FACE POP!]
[DING! DING!]
Telula Belle: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NEW SUPER J CHAMPION!!!!!
C H R I S E G E R T O N!
Ern Bishop: DAMN!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase: What an impressive display from both men!
Ern Bishop: Bah...Stan was robbed...
Jonny Catchphrase: Your kidding me right? Both men wrestled their asses off! And your trying to tell me Stan got robbed?
Ern Bishop: Sure am!
Jonny Catchphrase: Your such a prick..
Ern Bishop: Coming from you, I'll take that as a compliment.
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… Egertons not going to enjoy his victory too long… he's got to get right back in the ring..
Ern Bishop- Yeah, for the World Cruiserweight championship!
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, were gonna let Chris go back and take a breather, and we'll be ready to go with the CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP… NEXT!
One bad deed deserves another!
[Scene changes into "Nightbringer" Corey Ryan's private lockerroom area.
He's sitting in a chair]
[POP]
[Corey stands up and starts walking but then the door opens, Kevin Cage is
standing there with both hands behind his back]
Ern Armstrong: What the hell?
[Heel heat]
Kevin Cage: Fancy seeing you here....
[Corey doesn't look too happy]
Kevin Cage: What do you say to a pre-game warm up?
[Corey cracks his knuckles with a smirk, and then he charges Cage but Cage
has a fistful of barbed wire, he swings at Coreys' head full force and it
connects.]
Jonny Catchphrase: Looks like Corey fell into a trap..
[Kevin unwravels the barbed wire around his fist and starts choking
[Cuts back to ringside]
Ern Bishop- Damn him!
Jonny Catchphrase- What are you talking about? I figured you'd like something like that from Kevin Cage..
Ern Bishop- I do… but he might beat Taverna!
Jonny Catchphrase- Right… well… are you ready for yet another WWA Championship to be decided?
Ern Bishop- Oh am I!
WWA cruiserweight championship
Azreal (NGWA) (C) vs. Chris Egerton (W3)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… its time for our Cruiserweight championship… this is going to be a high flying masterpiece.
Ern Bishop- Yeah… it will be. And what can I say… Egerton might have what it takes…
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, these two met in another big match just a couple days ago, and Egerton walked away with some help from Marc McCarthy… although I don't think Egerton was asking for it..
Ern Bishop- Ugh… two goodie goodies here… oh well… could be worse…
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… lets go to the ring.
Talula Belle- THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL… AND IS FOR THE WWA CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! INTRODUCING FIRST… WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND FIFTEEN POUNDS, AND ALREADY IN THE RING… YOUR NEW NGWA SUPER J CHAMPION… CHRIS EGERTON!
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton looks a bit tired… but he's going to have to continue if he wants to win Azreals belt!
Ern Bishop- This should be a short match. Egertons dead after just wrestling!
Talula Belle- AND HIS OPPONENT, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED POUNDS… THE WWA CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION… AZREAL!
["Suffer" by Staind erupts from the PA system as Azrael walks
from the back through a thick haze of red tinted smoke, his eyes scanning the
crowd, searching the faces of the people for their reactions.]
The more you see the more you do
The television's feeding you
Write what you want to hear, anger and fear
because you suffer the hate you feel won't go away
you're all programmed to feel this way to live
another day within a world that loves to suffer
[Azrael is clad in red and black full body wrestling gear with red and black
boots and a red and black mask with his long white hair hanging halfway down his
back. The red and white strobe lights mixing with the thick red and gray fog
rolling down the ramp combine to form an illusion much like smoke and flames
with Azrael blending right in. The flash of cameras as he walks down the aisle
illuminate the bright blue eyes behind the mask, eyes which are focused and full
of intensity as they lock upon the ring. For the few fans who reach out to him,
Azrael moves closer to the sides, slapping hands with them as he continues on
down to the ring. He wears the Cruiserweight title around his waist, though when
a child reaches out to touch it he takes it off, and holds it so the child and
those around him can see and feel the belt.]
And then I come to find everything's O.K.
seen this all before but that was yesterday
try to walk right through the messes that I've made
Just let me enjoy the life here that I've made
[Once he gets down to the ring, Azrael slides the belt inside, leaps up onto
the ring apron and summersaults over the top rope to stand inside the ring,
snatches up the belt and raises in the air as he turns to each side of the ring
to acknowledge the fans as the last notes of his music fade away]
Jonny Catchphrase- Back at Summer Games, Azreal was an up and comer… now he's the best cruiserweight in the Alliance!
Ern Bishop- Yeah… but can he hold it against one of the W3's finest?
Jonny Catchphrase- Were about to find out!
[Egerton and Azrael walks towards each other meeting at the center of the ring with the referee who begins laying down the law with the both of them.]
DING DING DING!
[They turn away from each other, both heading back to their corners. Seconds later the bell is rung and they both turn away from their corners and stare each other down from across the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton looked tired before, but the moment that bell ring.. its all adrenaline now!
Ern Bishop- Lets get this show on the road!
[Azrael moves to his left as Egerton moves to his right. They circle each other briefly, never taking their eyes off of each other. They close in on each other and meet in the middle hooking up with a collar and elbow tie up.]
Jonny Catchphrase- HERE WE GO!
Ern Bishop- Egerton has the size advantage.. but that might not mean much here.
[Azrael pushes, Egerton pushes, Azrael pushes back and Egerton pushes back again. Azrael wins the struggle taking over with a side headlock, he wrenches down hard on it while Egerton starts moving his arms about trying to find an escape.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal gets things going with a headlock, but you can tell theres more to come..
Ern Bishop- Oh really? I thought Egerton was gonna tap!
Jonny Catchphrase- You do have a lot of negative energy tonight.
[Egerton waistlocks Azrael and tries to lift him up. Azrael responds with a couple of punches to Egerton's head causing the waistlock. Azrael lets go of Egerton and flips back off his shoulder landing behind Egerton. Before he could react, Azrael was quick to grab on to the headlock.]
Jonny Catchphrase- And another grapple hold…
Ern Bishop- Pretty slow start for a cruiserweight match. I wouldn't have been surprised if these guys didn't just climb the turnbuckles and collide in midair.
[Egerton blasts Azrael in the back with a forearm and a second and third. Egerton shoves Azrael off and into the ropes. Azrael bounces back and counters an attempted hiptoss with another headlock.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal working on Egertons neck.
Ern Bishop- And the fans start working on staying awake
Jonny Catchphrase- Easy boy… its nice to see a technical opening once in a while.
[Azrael spins around sends Egerton to the mat with a drop toe hold. Azrael quickly tries to capitalize by grabbing Egerton's left leg for and tries for an ankle lock submission. Egerton quickly able to get his wits about him, turns himself over and kicks Azrael once and twice in the chest with his right foot and gets him to break his grip with a third kick landing squarely on Azrael's face.]
Ern Bishop- See… here we go. Az tried his super duper grapple crap, and got rolled, and now Egerton has the advantage.
Jonny Catchphrase- Which I bet is going to go back and forth throughout this match.
Ern Bishop- Must you always think so hard??
[Azrael stumbles back holding his face momentarily as Egerton begins to roll up to his feet. Azrael shakes off the effects of getting kicked in the face and charges at Egerton just as he's getting to his feet. Egerton see's this coming and catches Azrael with an over-head belly-to-belly suplex.]
Jonny Catchphrase- What a great throw by Egerton!
Ern Bishop- Egertons starting to get the solid advantage.
[Both quickly get to their feet and rush each other. Egerton swings with a clothesline, Azrael ducks and scores with a sidekick to the gut and follows up with a belly-to-belly suplex of his own.]
Jonny Catchphrase- But not for long, as Azreal comes back.
Ern Bishop- Azreal definitely capable of suplexes despite his smaller size.
[Azrael is up first and then Egerton. Azrael tries for a clothesline, Egerton ducks under. Azrael bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Egerton. Azrael and Egerton both bounce off the ropes. Egerton drops to the mat and Azrael jumps over him. Egerton hops up and bends down looking for a back body drop, but Azrael does a forward roll over Egerton's back and hit's the ropes again. Azrael springboards off the second rope trying for a Springboard Moonsault into a DDT, only for Egerton to catch him, twist away from the ropes and take Azrael over with a Northern Lights Suplex and a bridge. The ref dives to the mat to make the count.]
Jonny Catchphrase- What a great exchange, and we have a cover!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
[KICKOUT!!]
OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The fans pop for the near fall.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Quick pin attempt by Azreal, but as usual, it doesn't pay off.
Ern Bishop- Nope… way to early.
[Egerton pops up and drops an elbow on to Azrael's chest. Lifts him up and tries for text-book suplex, Azrael floats over top and waistlocks him from behind and tries to suplex him, Egerton blocks and elbows Azrael in the head. Egerton with a go behind, he tries for a back drop suplex, Azrael once again flips back off his shoulder and grabs a headlock. Azrael spins and goes behind Egerton and then spins him around, tries for a text-book suplex, Egerton floats over this time and cracks Azrael in the back of the head with an elbow smash causing him to stumble forward a bit.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton counters, and now has Azreal in trouble.
Ern Bishop- I'd appreciate it if one of them murdered the other with a chair right about now!
[Azrael turns around, Egerton spins once and hits a ROARING ELBOW! to Azrael's face that staggers him back near the ropes. Egerton follows up with a picture perfect dropkick to the chest that sends Azrael tumbling out of the ring and to the arena floor.]
Jonny Catchphrase- And this one is going outside!
Ern Bishop- Hey, theres crap that we love outside!
[Egerton waits for Azrael to start getting up...waiting...waiting... Egerton takes a few steps back and then handsprings across the mat and sends himself flying over the top rope with a SPACE FLYING TIGER DROP! crashing into Azrael and crushing him on the floor.]
Jonny Catchphrase- WHAT A MOVE BY CHRIS EGERTON!
Ern Bishop- Egg Boy pulling out all the stops on that one!
[Egerton gets up a little gingerly and seems a bit hobbled on his left knee after the landing on the floor. He shakes it off and goes to work, picking Azrael up and snap suplexes him on the floor. Azrael cringes in pain and holds his back. Egerton stomps him on the chest before rolling him back into the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase- And this is going back into the ring.
Ern Bishop- Egerton is going all out here..
[Egerton hops up on to the ring apron, springboards, and hits a staggering Azrael with a Missle Dropkick from halfway across the ring. Egerton is up quickly and ties Azrael up with a La Majistral Cradle and a pin...]
Jonny Catchphrase- A cradle… this could be tough to get out of!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
[Kickout...]
Ern Bishop- Not tough enough.
[Egerton back up, he lifts up Azrael and sends him to the ropes. Egerton puts an arm out looking for a clothesline, Azrael counters hitting a float over DDT near the middle of the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal with a great reversal.
Ern Bishop- That's going to stop Egg boy cold!
[Azrael pops up, bounces off the ropes and hits ROLLING THUNDER, followed up with a Standing Moonsault. He hooks the leg...]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal going for a cover of his own here…
ONE!!!
KICKOUT!]
Ern Bishop- Not even close!
[Azrael lifts and scoop slammed Egerton with authority and dropped a leg across his face. Azrael picked Egerton up again and dragged him to the nearest corner and then dropped with a vicious back drop suplex. Azrael mounted the top rope and hit a twisting backflip into a senton, crashing down on Egerton's body.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal is pressing the advantage here.
Ern Bishop- And once again the Cruiserweights are getting their wings.
[Azrael hooks a leg...]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
[KICKOUT!!!!]
OOOOAAHHHH!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase- Not quite three… but Azreal is getting closer!
[Azrael lifted Egerton up for a back breaker over his knee and once again went to the top. Azrael tried for a moonsault, but found nothing but canvas as Egerton rolled away at the last second.]
Ern Bishop- Azreal kisses the mat, he's tried for too many top ropes, and Egerton finally figured him out!
Jonny Catchphrase- And now Egerton might have the advantage here.
[Azrael popped off the mat clutching at his midsection from the impact and as he turned around he was caught out of nowhere by a stilled dazed Chris Egerton who planted Azrael into the mat with a Urange, dropping right on his shoulders, neck and head.]
Ern Bishop- That's going to put Azreal in a world of hurt!
Jonny Catchphrase- Az not looking so hot right now.
[Egerton hooks the leg....]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
[KICKOUT!!!!!!]
OOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase- Have to admit… I thought that was all.
[Egerton gets up slowly and tries to knock away the cobwebs as he waits for Azrael to rise. Egerton charges and levels Azrael with a clothesline. Egerton lifts Azrael for an Inverted Atomic Drop and bounces off the ropes. Egerton kicks high, aiming for the head, Azrael surprised him by catching his foot and all in one fluid motion took him down with an ultra fast Dragon Screw legwhip. Azrael immediately followed up with a half crab and sat down right on Egerton's back while wrenching away at his left leg.]
Ern Bishop- Submission attempt here by Azreal.
Jonny Catchphrase- The tables are turned, but its been back and forth all match.
[Egerton groaning in pain as Azrael continues to torque on his leg with the half crab... Egerton tries to break free, but Azrael just torques even harder by leaning further back. Egerton finally tripped one of Azrael's legs causing him to release the hold. Egerton wracked in pain started to crawl towards the ropes, but Azrael was quickly back on top of him and locked on the half crab again.]
Ern Bishop- And theres another submission!
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton's legs being put into a world of hurt.. and its not looking good for him!
[Egerton crawls closer to the ropes, but still can't reach the ropes. Egerton screams in pain and seems to gain a second strength of desperation as he digs his hands into in the mat and pushes up and tries to get Azrael off balance and it works enough to get Azrael to loosen up on the hold just long enough for Egerton to crawl close enough to grab on to the bottom rope.]
Ern Bishop- He's got the rope!
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton was in trouble there, but smart thinking got him out of it!
[Azrael releases the hold and drags Egerton back to the middle of the ring. Azrael stomps Egerton's leg and then drops an elbow across the back of his neck. Azrael turns Egerton over, lifts his left leg up and tries for a figure four leglock, but Egerton countered with a small package that only got a one count.]
Ern Bishop- Egerton tries for a quick pin, but that wasn't effective at all..
Jonny Catchphrase- Nope… but this is turning into a festival of coutners!
[Azrael was up quickly to his feet and caught Egerton right on the side of the head with a low dropkick. Azrael popped up and tried for a rolling cradle that only got a one count. Azrael ripped Egerton up and took him over with a Arm-Trapped (Gangrel) Belly-to-Belly suplex.]
Ern Bishop- These two are going back and forth right neither gaining much of an advantage.
Johnnny Catchphrase- OH well… its still entertaining…
[Azrael whips Egerton to the furthest corner and crashes into him with a handspring back elbow attack and then whips him to the corner across the ring and again hits a handspring back elbow. Azrael blasts Egerton in the face with an elbow and sends him back to the other corner with enough force that Egerton stumbled out of the corner. Azrael was already on the move as he went past the dazed Egerton, leaped to the second ropes and backflipped into a DDT planting Egerton on his head.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Although now Azreal is starting to get the advantage.
[Azrael goes for the cover...]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!
[KICKOUT!!!]
OOOOOOAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!
[Azrael lifts Egerton up from behind, waistlocks him and takes him over with a German suplex, holds, rolls and does it a second time.]
[A third...]
[A fourth...]
[A FIFTH revolution on the rolling German with a bridge...]
Ern Bishop- Five German Suplexes… and Egertons on dream street!
Jonny Catchphrase- This could be it!
[Count: One.....]
[Count: Two......]
[Count: ...............]
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OOOOOOAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!
[KICKOUT!]
Ern Bishop- Egerton kicked out! Amazing!
[Azrael doesn't release and drags Egerton up again...]
[High Angle BACKDROP DRIVER with a bridge!!!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- ANOTHER pinning combination from Azreal!
ONE
TWO...........]
[............]
[SHOULDER UP!!!!!!!!]
Fans - OOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The fans pop HUGE for Egerton's effort.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Another Suplex by Az fails to put Egerton away! Chris is one tough mo-fo!
[Azrael STILL HOLDS ON and rolls with it...]
[DRAGON SUPLEX........rolling......]
[Once more with a bridge.....]
Ern Bishop- Jeez! Howmany suplex with pins does Az have?
[Count: ONE............]
[Count: Two..........]
[THREEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[The fans are going nuts and Azrael has finally let Egerton go who is now totally out cold. Azrael can't believe that isn't it, he asking the ref over and over, he just can't believe it.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal having a rare lapse in concentration here… I think if he were to do one more, he'd have Egerton.
Ern Bishop- I wouldn't say that.. the wrestlers of the WWA know how to come alive when it counts.
Jonny Catchphrase- You're right on that one.
[Meanwhile, Egerton has managed to roll himself out of the ring to catch a breather from the assault he just endured from Azrael.]
Jonny Catchphrase- See… Az needs to keep up the pressure, Egertons recovering.
Ern Bishop- Oy… all these fair players annoy me.
[Azrael bounces off the ropes and baseball slides into Egerton catching on to his head for a DDT, but Egerton instinctively shoves him off and Azrael crashes back first into the steel guard railing. Egerton rolls himself back into the ring. Azrael is right behind him, also rolling into the ring. Egerton is up first and charges at Azrael with a lariat, Azrael ducks, Egerton stops in his tracks, swings around as Azrael does the same and both hit each other with clotheslines. Neither falls and they both swing connecting with punches to the face and it staggers both of them.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Well.. that was interesting.
Ern Bishop- This could result in a fistfight!
[Azrael swings, Egerton blocks, Egerton swings, Azrael blocks and kicks at Egerton's left knee with a shin kick and takes him over with a Hammerlock Northern Lights suplex, but doesn't go for the cover. Azrael hooks Egerton's head for an Acid Drop, but Egerton shoves him off into the turnbuckle! Egerton bounds off the ropes and nails Azrael with a Lariat! Both men lay gasping for air on the mat.]
Ern Bishop- What an exchange by these two! And the crowd is loving it!
Jonny Catchphrase- Most Cruiserweight matches are considered high flying masterpieces, but this one has been very technical!
[Egerton springs into action and hits Azrael who just got up on to one knee, on the side of the head with a SHINING WIZARD (knee smash)!!! Egerton doesn't capitalize, just falls to the mat... Egerton rolls away a bit, gets up and waits for Azrael to get up... He bounces off the ropes and drives another SHINING WIZARD knee smash into Azrael's face. This time he goes for the cover.....]
Ern Bishop- Of course.. this is better than Tesauro versus Widow… remember that one?
Jonny Catchphrase- Will you focus on the match? Especially since Egerton is three seconds away…
[Count: ONE.........]
[Count: TWO..........]
[..........................]
[NO!!!!!!!!!!! KICKOUT!!!!]
Ern Bishop- Dear god! Az kicked out of two shining Wizards!
[Egerton is up right away and drops a knee on Azrael's face. Egerton lifts Azrael up and hits a Reverse Neckbreaker and follows up with a dropkick to the back of the head. Egerton lifts Azrael again, goes behind and lifts him for an Atomic Drop and drops him straight down on his backside. Egerton steps back a bit and takes with a vicious kick to the back and a second to the back of the head. Egerton lifts him up again and hits a jumping piledriver.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Piledriver!
Ern Bishop- The new Super J champion knows that tournament produced the current WWA Champion, and it might just produce the next one!
[Egerton sets Azrael up in a seated position so that he's facing away from the near corner. Egerton climbs to the top and hits a missle dropkick on the back of Azrael's neck.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Oh my god! Egertons neck just snapped!
Ern Bishop- Amazing!
[Azrael rolls around in pain after the dropkick to his neck not knowing that Egerton is waiting for him... Azrael gets up to a knee and Egerton takes off looking for another Shining...Azrael comes to his senses quick enough to roll out the way and out of the ring. Egerton was way ahead of him and hit a Corkscrew body attack over the top rope to the floor.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Smart dodge by Azreal, but Egerton is too into this.
Ern Bishop- This is the third time these two men have faced, and the second time in the past few days. I daresay they are starting to figure each other out.
[Egerton slams Azrael's face into the ring apron and then rolls him back in. Egerton climbs up on to the apron, slingshots over the top rope landing on the second rope, he springboards into a moonsault. Egerton lifts Azrael up and whips him to the ropes, spins, ROARING ELBOW, Azrael ducks and kicks Egerton in the gut and takes him down with a backslide pin.......]
Jonny Catchphrase- True… the first meeting in the first round of the last Super J… COVER!
Ern Bishop- More like a rollup, but we might have a winner here!
[Count: One....]
[Count: Two...]
[Kickout....]
[Both get to their feet and Azrael connects with a ROARING ELBOW of his own that staggers Egerton and Azrael follows up with a LARIAT that is countered with a go behind and a VERTICAL GERMAN SUPLEX that drops Azrael directly on to his skull! Azrael is down face first on the mat.]
Jonny Catchphrase- Oh God! Both these men are being pusshed to the limit here, and both have to be feeling the burn!
Ern Bishop- True.. I daresay we might be coming down to the nitty gritty here..
[Egerton goes to the apron, springboard, SENTON! Egerton uses his momentum and rolls right to his feet and hits a top rope ASAI MOONSAULT! Egerton gets up and yells that this is it... He rips Azrael off of the mat, turns him around and locks on an inverted facelock... Azrael blocks and escapes, he kicks at Egerton's left leg again and then once to the gut and hooks him up for Egerton's own finish, MY GREAT DEVASTATOR!!! And plants him with it.....Azrael hooks a leg...]
Jonny Catchphrase- HOLY CRAP! Az may just have Egerton!
Ern Bishop- With his own move, no less!
[ONE...............]
[TWO...................]
[THREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! at the last possible milisecond.............]
[NUCLEAR POP!!!]
Ern Bishop- HE KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT!
Jonny Catchphrase- But how much can Egerton have left!
[Azreal is stunned He slashes his throat showing that this match is OVER... He rips Egerton off the mat and puts him in the nearby corner and sets him up on the top rope... He signifies that this is it and hooks Egerton for a SUPER FISHERMAN's BUSTER!!]
[Egerton is FIGHTING IT!!]
Ern Bishop- Egertons alive! Something I wouldn't think he'd be right now!
[Egerton is punching away at Azrael's midsection. Azrael loosens his grip. Egerton grabs him by the head and headbutts him right in the face!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- Egerton using his head to get our of that dilemma.
[Egerton stands up on the second ropes outside the ring and brings Azrael up to the top as he also now stands on the top rope...]
Ern Bishop- Oh, this is gonna be messy!
[He hooks him for a suplex....]
[LIFTS....]
[TWISTS HIM....]
[SUPER FALCON ARROW!!!! Egerton holds on to one of Azrael's legs......]
Jonny Catchphrase- OH MY GOD! Azreal has to be out after that!
Ern Bishop- New champion coming up!
[ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[THREE?????????????????????????????????????????]
[SHOULDER UP WITH ONLY 9/10's of a second to spare!!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- HE KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT!
Ern Bishop- How the living hell did Azreal not die on that!
[Egerton is in total shock!]
[Azrael is trying to come to his senses.]
[Egerton lifts Azrael up and puts him back on the top rope, this time facing away from the top rope. He mounts the ropes and is trying to chickenwing Azrael arms for his own WIDOWMAKER SUPLEX!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal planted Egerton with his own finisher earlier… and now he's trying to return the favor!
Ern Bishop- I don't think Azreal is going to let him!
[Azrael is trying to keep Egerton from locking both arms... Egerton blasts him on the back with a forearm... Egerton tries again, but Azrael butts him in the face with the back of his head...and again and again... Egerton's nose just exploded with a gush of blood!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- OH God! And the red juice flows!
Ern Bishop- Poetic justice right there… Egerton gave both Wendy Briese and Azreal bloody noses during the Super J.
[Egerton falls back with his hands covering his face. Azrael tries to steady himself as the headbutts had also made him woozie... He tries to himself off the ropes, but Egerton had gotten up and hit a flying double axe handle on his spine. Egerton climbs up on to the ropes again, but if smashed in the face with a back elbow. Azrael repositions himself on the ropes so he is standing side-by-side with Egerton and he hooks him....]
Jonny Catchphrase- Azreal's not saying die.. whats he gonna do?
[Side Russian Leg Sweep from the middle rope!! They both crash to the mat landing on their heads and necks with a very sick sounding thud on the mat...]
Ern Bishop- Aw Damn… that just got us a draw!
[Neither is moving... The ref checks on both of them, neither is responding, he begins to count them both out...]
[ONE.................]
[TWO.................]
[THREE.............]
[FOUR............]
[FIVE.................]
[Azrael begins to stir.........]
[SIX..............]
[Now Egerton........]
[SEVEN.............]
[Azrael is on a knee, Egerton is on all fours.......]
[EIGHT............]
[NINE..........
{Azrael is up.....]
Jonny Catchphrase- This match continues!
[Egerton gets up and is kicked in the gut. Azrael sets him up for a powerbomb... He crosses Egerton's arms across his chest... Azrael tries to lift.... Egerton blocks..... Tries again.... Blocked.... Azrael lets go and KNEES EGERTON IN THE FACE!!!]
Ern Bishop- Azreal couldn't put him over in the throw.. so he settled for a striking blow!
[Azrael hooks him with the crossed-arms again... He lifts him up halfway, but Egerton is kicking his legs. Azrael tries once more... He's got him up....]
{Egerton keeps kicking away....]
Jonny Catchphrase- Whatever Azreal is trying.. its not going to work!
[Azrael can't control Egerton....]
[Azrael with Egerton on his shoulder stumbles back to the ropes and Egerton's right foot gets caught under the top rope. Azrael is trying to bring him down with the Thunder Fire Powerbomb...]
Ern Bishop- He's not going to do it!
Jonny Catchphrase- He is!
[Azrael pulls... Finally Egerton's foot comes loose... Azrael tries to hold him up but his arms are starting to give... Egerton pushes off with his foot on the top rope causing Azrael to stumble forward...]
Jonny Catchphrase- OH NO!
[Azrael trips.... Egerton is pointed straight down at the mat...]
[HEAD SPIKED!! Egerton gets his head spiked into the mat with an unintentionally modified Thunder Fire Powerbomb... Everyone in the arena GASPS in horror... Egerton isn't moving...... Azrael lays across Egerton.....]
Ern Bishop- WHAT A SICK MOVE BY AZREAL!
Jonny Catchphrase- That was an accident! But I don't think… someone get the medics! Egertons neck has to be broken!
[ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[Yes?]
[No?]
[IT's OVER!!!]
DING DING DING!
Talula Belle- YOUR WINNER... AND STILL CHAMPION... AZREAL!
[The fans explode in cheers..... The decible level is high enough to shake the building......]
[The referee raises Azrael's hand in victory as Staind's "Suffer" begins to play.]
Jonny Catchphrase- AZ RETAINS! WHAT A MATCH! But… is Chris…?
Ern Bishop- HES ALIVE!
(The crowd gives a massive pop as Egerton begins to stir, and struggles to his feet, grimacing through the searing pain in his neck. He stares at Egerton, and Egerton stares back, before both men simultaneously offer each others hands, and shake.)
MAAAAAASIVE POP!
Jonny Catchphrase- That's what I like to see! We have sportsmanship for once!
Ern Bishop- I guarantee you we won't have much sportsmanship in the next match.
Jonny Catchphrase- You may be right… our next match is going to be hideously ugly… you won't want to miss it! Its next!
Ern Bishop- Yeah.. but we're going backstage first!
hat trick!
[The scene changes into the backstage area and we see a Matt Saunders
walking around in the corridors. He nods to some of the people around the
behind the scenes.]
[Arena ERUPTS]
Jonny Catchphrase: Hey it's Saunders! What's he doing back there?
[Camera pans with Kevin Cage menacingly lurking around the corner]
[Extreme HEEL HEAT]
Ern Bishop: Cage is one hateful person...you've had past encounters with
Cage haven't you Jonny?
Jonny Catchphrase: Yeah...we're 1-1-1...dead equal. He's a very calculating
fighter...
[Matt Saunders walks past Cage, who grabs a chair and swings it at
Saunders' back]
[MORE HEEL HEAT]
Jonny Catchphrase: CHEAP Cage!
[Kevin throws down the chair and smiles contentfully. He grabs the freshly
healed leg of Matt and puts him in the Sharpshooter. The arena erupts as
Matt starts screaming]
Kevin Cage: F**KING SCREAM! F**KING SCREAM!! SCREEAAAMMM
SAAAUUUNNDEEERRRS!!
[Officials come out and break Kevin's hold on Matt Saunders]
Jonny Catchphrase: What is this the third time tonight?
[Cuts back to ringside]
Jonny Catcphrase- Okay… that was just ridiculous.
Ern Bishop- What? Cage is getting himself the upper hand. Nothing wrong with that
Jonny Catchphrase- I can't believe you're defending him! Lets just get on with the next match.
Ern Bishop- But first. The NEW Number one Contender is about to speak!
we wish we were this cool!
[The camera finds Ricky Taverna backstage, he's dressed ready for action in his usual attire: Black trousers, boots and a white shirt with the sleeves cut off. Accompanying the Card Shark, is resident SSW slut, Tallula Belle, dressed accordingly in something slutty.]
Talula Belle - Ricky any last minute thoughts before you step into the ring in what you must consider the biggest match of your career to date?
[Taverna smirks.]
Ricky Taverna - Biggest match of my career, what the hell are you talking about whore?
Talula Belle - This is your chance to become the number one contender for the WWA World Heavyweight Title.
[Taverna shakes his head.]
Ricky Taverna - No chance, I'm facing and partnering cumstains that I don't care about. All I want to do is teach these schumcks what we do here in Nevada. They can come from miles around, but no one cares about them. The only thing that matters in this match is myself and Matt Saunders. Whoever isn't let down by the cumstains he has to work with will win, it's that simple. These schmucks should get the 'F' out of Nevada before they become permanent fixtures in the concrete floor of the casino.
Talula Belle - Strong words.
[Taverna looks at Belle because she's a deserving idiot.]
Ricky Taverna - Look now I know your dumb but I'd like you to relieve some tension around here, get down on your knee's and do what you good at.
[You need to cut elsewhere at the double.]
ladder match
ngwa heavyweight championship
red dragon (ngwa) (C) vs. Rayne (Ngwa)
Ern Bishop- Awwwww crap!
Jonny Catchphrase- What?
Ern Bishop- If Talula is giving Ricky a blowjob… who's going to announce the next match…
Jonny Catchphrase- Wait.. hold on… she's coming back out… guess Taverna's a one minute man…
Ern Bishop - Well one of the biggest rivalries in the entire alliance started over six months ago at Corporal Punishment and still isn't finished.
Jonny Catchphrase - I remember Red when he was a rookie back in WWCW. I was Champion over there for a time, I took this kid under my wing, just a little and he went on to be the last WWCW champion, now he's an insane monster that's hardly recognisable from the kid I knew.
Ern Bishop - Really?
Jonny Catchphrase - Yeah, think we tagged together a few times.
Ern Bishop - You ever face him in the ring?
Jonny Catchphrase - Dunno, if I did I'm sure I won.
Ern Bishop - Well I dont fancy your chances these days.
Jonny Catchphrase - Umm.. Neither do I.
Ern Bishop - As for Rayne well a former WWA World Heavyweight Champion. Spent a long time in ACW and in EWC before moving to NGWA.
Jonny Catchphrase - EWC sucks, I turned up for that Blast Off show of theirs, wish I hadn't bothered.
Ern Bishop - You didn't do to well did you?
Jonny Catchphrase - Nope. But hey I'm semi retired these days.
Talula Belle - (wipes her mouth) Ladies and gentlemen our next match this evening is a Ladder match and is for the WWA New England, New Generation Wrestling Alliance, Heavyweight Title. Introducing first from Shattered Plains, North Dakota he weighs in at 275 lbs ... RAAAAYYYYYYYNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
[the lights dim]
[Rayne's voice echoes over the PA. The words fly across the big screen as they are said.]
… When the rain falls ...
... NOTHING ...
... is safe ...
[The sound of thunder begins to roll throughout the arena. As it fades away, a pitter pattering is heard as silver glitter begins falling from the ceiling. Strobes flicker throughout the entire arena, giving the glitter this "falling rain effect." Suddenly, out of nowhere, the power of Verdi's "Dies Irae" begins to boom throughout the arena. The crowd explodes in cheers.]
#Dies irae, dies illa (The day of wrath, that day)
#solvet saeclum in favilla, (which will reduce the world to ashes,)
#teste David cum Sibylla. (as foretold by David and the Sybil.)
#Quantus tremor est futurus, (What terror there will be,)
#quando judex est venturus, (when the Lord will come)
#cuncta stricte discussurus. (to rigorously judge all!)
[After a few moments, Rayne steps out onto the stage wearing a pair of cut-off blue jeans, black combat boots and a black, sleeveless "NGWA" t-shirt. He walks to the top of the stage, stands with his arms spread and lowers his head as pyro goes off above him, sending sparks raining down upon him. The crowd is absolutely nuts at this point.]
#Tuba mirum spargens sonum (The trumpet, scattering a wondrous sound)
#per sepulchra regionum, (among the graves of all the lands,)
#coget omnes ante thronum. (will assemble all before the Throne.)
#Mors stupebit et natura, (Death and Nature will be astounded)
#cum resurget creatura, (when they see a creature rise again)
#judicanti responsura. (to answer to the Judge.)
[He pauses for a moment, exhales smoke from the pyro and then walks down the aisle.]
#Liber scriptus proferetur, (The book will be brought forth)
#in quo totum continetur, (in which all deeds are noted,)
#unde mundus judicetur. (for which humanity will answer.)
[He walks around the ring a few times and then slides into the ring, walking to a turnbuckle and sits perched on it.]
#Judex ergo cum sedebit, (When the judge will be seated,)
#quidquid latet apparebit, (all that is hidden will appear,)
#nil inultum remanebit. (and nothing will go unpunished. )
[The music fades out, as he waits for the the match to begin.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne, came through a war with the massive Unforgiven now looking to pick up some gold.
Jonny Catchphrase - That Unforgiven is a big lad.
Ern Bishop - And at Summer Games 3 Rayne made him tap out, but suffered severe injuries.
Jonny Catchphrase - Summer Games 3, Silver State Wrestling won that!
Ern Bishop - Everyone here knows that.
Talula Belle- And his opponent, from Bangor in North Wales, weighing in at 230 lbs, he is the reigning NGWA Heavyweight Champion ............ RRREEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDD DRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGOOONNNNNN!!!!
THE
MAN
WHO'S
DONE
IT
ALL
[A horizontal red line appears on the video wall. Gradually it begins to resemble a heart monitor signal. It pauses...]
"On a Rope, On a rope"
"Hangin' a rope"
[Rocket From The Crypt's 'On A Rope' kicks in in explosive fashion, and following the same theme, pyro bursts up from both sides of the stage and the crowd go absolutely wild as Red Dragon steps out on the stage wearing a pair of torn blue jeans and a Ramones shirt.]
[After taking in the booing, Red holds his head up high and strides down the ramp, mouthing obscenities at his opponent as he goes. Red steps on the apron and Rayne steps forward. The two go nose-to-nose, literally screaming in each others' faces as the music fades out.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Well they're in each others face already!
Ern Bishop - They don't like each other that's for sure.
[Referee gets in between Red & Rayne and forces Rayne back allowing Red to step between the ropes into the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase - You wouldn't like a guy who almost ended your career!
Ern Bishop - And I'd take out the swine that did.
[Referee takes the NGWA Heavyweight Title from Red Dragon and orders the rope to be brought down from the roof.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Well you most likely couldn't punch your way out of a paper bag, a wet one!
Ern Bishop - You don't think?
[The Title belt is attached to the rope and hoist up 15 feet above the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Maybe you'd stand a chance against a sodden one, I don't know never seen you fight.
Ern Bishop - I'm great I tell you.
[Rayne and Red look up at the title belt suspended up in the rafters of the Lawlor Events Center in Reno.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I'll believe you, most likely most wouldn't.
Ern Bishop - Thanks.
Jonny Catchphrase - We're about ready to go, here Title's up in the air two guys who hate each other are already in the ring. What we waiting for?
Ern Bishop - The Bell?
[Ding..Ding.]
Jonny Catchphrase - And there it is.
[Red beats Rayne to the punch and starts firing off rights into the face of Rayne, backing him up, Rayne blocks one and comes back with one of his own, Rayne follows it up with more, Red Dragon backed against the ropes and whipped across the ring. Red rebounds off the ropes ducks a clothesline from Rayne, puts the brakes on Rayne turns straight into a kick to the gut and Red drills him with a DDT.]
Ern Bishop - Quick exchange and the smaller man used his speed to get the advantage.
[Rayne stomped several times by Red who's back on his feet at the double, laying into Rayne. Red grabs a handful of hair and pulls Rayne back to his feet and goes for a Snap Suplex, Rayne blocks it, Red goes for it again, but again it's blocked by Rayne who adjusts and lifts Red, hitting a Snap Suplex.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Great defence and Rayne able to take Red down with a Snap Suplex of his own.
[Rayne rolls back up but Red's not far behind the two tie up, collar and elbow style, Red tries for a go behind into a Hammerlock but Rayne blocks it and goes behind into a Wristlock of his own. Rayne quickly wraps an arm around the neck of Red and takes him down with a Reverse DDT.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne big on defence, Dragon's big on dishing out and receiving pain. Which in the end will bring him through this one I reckon.
Jonny Catchphrase - Hmm.. that's only half what you need to do in this situation. Gotta climb that ladder.
[Red pulled back up, Rayne whips him into the corner, Red hit's it hard and Rayne follows in with a right hand to the face, Rayne peppers Red with a bunch of closed fists, and then a Forearm. Rayne grabs Red and sends him across the ring..
..SMACK..
..Pop..
..Red hit's the Opposite turnbuckle hard and at pace.]
Ern Bishop - Red Dragon almost moved the ring right there.
[Red takes several steps out the corner and is sent down with a charging clothesline from Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Sure he did and just sent down with a big time clothesline.
[Rayne grabs Red by the head and pulls him back to his feet, Russian Legsweep by Rayne takes Red down. But as Rayne gets back to his feet he grabs his arm as if it's in pain.]
Ern Bishop - Red Dragon nearly broke that arm in a Ladder Match a few weeks back, must be in pain after he hit that big time Clothesline.
[Rayne stomps Red in the back as he starts to get back to his feet but still holds onto his arm.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Certainly has some heavy strapping not only on that arm also on his head.
[Red dragged back to his feet by Rayne and lifted up and dropped down over the knee with a Backbreaker, Rayne doesn't release and lifts Red Dragon back up and hit's a Fall Away Slam.]
Ern Bishop - So far it seems to only worry him, but not hamper him a great deal.
[Rayne catches Red with a boot to the face as he starts to get back to his fet, Red pulled back up. Rayne goes for an Irish whip..but it's reversed. Rayne shot to the ropes, by Red who ducks down and as Rayne comes back he's sent high into the air..
..BUMP..
..Heavy Landing off a Back Body Drop.]
Jonny Catchphrase - That could hamper him, Rayne sent high up, might have been able to grasp that belt if he had his wits about him, but hit the canvas hard.
[Red turns and looks at Rayne and pretends to snap a twig between his hands.]
Ern Bishop - This guy likes breaking people, showing it right there.
[Red backs into the ropes, as Rayne starts to get back to his feet, Red moves forward and comes down with a Scissor kick across the head of Rayne. Red with Rayne face first on the canvas applies a STF.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Submission attempt by Red, not like him.
Ern Bishop - The match can't be won with a submission, only climbing up and grabbing that belt using a ladder can get the job done.
[Rayne grits his teeth and a grin appears across the face of Red.]
Jonny Catchphrase - But if you can incapacitate your opponent, then it's gonna give you the chance to climb that ladder grab that belt while he's still limping.
[Red Dragon looking possessed releases the STF and grabs the legs of Rayne dropping and elbow into the back of it, Red back to his feet turns Rayne over and stomps him in the gut, before tying his legs up in a Figure Four Leglock.]
Ern Bishop - Seemingly that is the plan of Red Dragon, not a bad idea.
[Rayne on his back starts to shuffle his shoulders towards the ropes.]
Jonny Catchphrase - If Rayne can make it to the roes that'll at least get him out of the hold, how much good after that is a different matter.
[Red Dragon screams in the face of Rayne, who shuffles a little closer to the ropes. Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth.]
Ern Bishop - Dragon telling Rayne that it's only going to get worse.
[Rayne groans as Red Dragon smacks his foot on the matt, then is just about able to lay a right hand in the chin of Rayne. Who reaches out and tries to grab the bottom rope but his fingers touch it and jerk it up and down.]
Jonny Catchphrase - You wouldn't argue with him now would you?
[Rayne shuffles a little closer on his shoulders and reaches, stretches and grabs the bottom rope with a hand, red Dragon quickly releases the hold and jumps back to his feet and starts to stomp the knee of Rayne.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne's leg must be aching, Red Dragon in complete control of this one right here.
[Red Dragon grabs the top rope and jumps over in Slingshotting himself to the outside, landing on his feet Red grabs the head of Rayne and starts to choke him on the bottom rope.]
Jonny Catchphrase - No trying to take the breath out of Rayne.
[Red releases on the referees count of four and pulls Rayne outside the ring. Then stomps him into the concrete.]
Ern Bishop - Taking it to the outside, a Ladder Match but we ain't seen a Ladder at all just yet, that could be about to change.
[Red pulls Rayne back to his feet and hits a Swinging DDT, before turning Rayne over and laying in shot after shot after shot from a mounted position, with Rayne's hair held in his other hand.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Mounted punches by Red Dragon. Holding that hair and making sure Rayne's head goes no where.
[The referee slides out the ring and tells red to let go of Rayne. Red gets in the face of the referee and backs him up Jaw Jacking him as he does so.]
Ern Bishop - I like this guy he tells the referee who's boss!
[Red jumps up to the apron, with Rayne still down on the outside, Red comes flying off ..
..BUMP..
..Arrggg..
..Legdrop from the Apron, across the face of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - You would! Rayne will be seeing stars right now.
[Red Dragon makes his way under the ring and pulls out a Ladder.]
Ern Bishop - Things about to go airborne!
Jonny Catchphrase - Call Nevada State Air Traffic Control here comes the Ladder.
[The Ladder is laid over the body of Rayne.]
Ern Bishop - But that Steel Ladder can also be used as a Weapon.
[Red Dragon shoves a Ringside Official out the way and grabs his chair, snapping it shut he stands over Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Speaking of weapons, there's a steel chair right there!
[Red Dragon with an evil smirk lifts the chair over his head..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..CLANG..
..Jeer..
..Red Dragon drops the chair doused in heel heat.]
Ern Bishop - Fans here in Reno didn't appreciate that, Red smacking Rayne with chair through the ladder.
[Red Dragon grabs the Ladder off the body of Rayne and stomps him several times for good measure. Red Dragon sets the Ladder up on the outside and starts to climb it.]
Jonny Catchphrase - He can't reach the Title Belt from the outside, come on Red but your brain into gear!
[Red climbs up the ladder and stands on top of it. Looks down on Rayne.]
Ern Bishop - I dont think Red Dragon has finished just yet.
[From the top of the Ladder, Red Drops down onto the top rope, springboards off it..
..Ohhh..
[Flash of Camera's]
..BUMP..
..Pop..
..Top Rope, Springboard ASAI Moonsault by Red lands across the chest of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Now that's the Red I remember!
[Rayne not moving Red Dragon holds his chest and sits back catching his breath.]
Ern Bishop - Don't think I have ever seen anything like that before.
Jonny Catchphrase - I remember the guy Moonsaulting through a Steel Cell onto a guy!
Ern Bishop - No Cell's here just a Ladder and some ropes but he made good use of them.
[Red Dragon back to his feet and starts to fold the ladder up again and slides it into the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Maybe that'll be enough to keep Rayne down, Red could have the opportunity to win this one right here.
[Red follows the Ladder in and starts to set it up in the middle of the ring.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne starting to come too.
[Rayne stirs on the outside.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Red Almost has that Ladder setup though.
[Rayne pulls himself to his feet using the apron. Red Dragon still in the middle setting up the ladder, he turns around, seeing Rayne and smirks a little, before rushing forward and sending Rayne staggering backwards into the ringside barrier with a Baseball Slide Dropkick.]
Ern Bishop - Have to wonder what's his first aim, make sure Rayne is incapacitated for win the match.
[Red drives several stiff kicks into the chest and face of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - If possible I'm sure he'll be happy if he can do both.
Ern Bishop - No arguments from me.
[Rayne pulled back to his feet by a Handful of hair by Red Dragon who goes for an Irish Whip..reversed..
..CLANG..
..Ohhh..Pop..
.Red Dragon whipped into the ringside barrier with some impact.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Maybe though his own, quest for inflicting pain will bring him unstuck, certainly has right here.
[Rayne charges forward at Red who quickly adjusts and Back Body Drops Rayne into the crowd.]
..Ohh..
Ern Bishop - Or maybe not!
[Rayne lands in the crowd, as the people scarper. Red Dragon jumps the barrier and grabs Rayne and slumps him over the Barrier.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Red a hell of a competitor no doubt about it, no matter how much I don't like him these days.
[Red hops back over the barrier, backs up and little before rushing froward..
..SMACK..
..Red connects with a drop-kick to the chest of Rayne still hung over the Steel Barrier.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne hung out to dry right there!
[Dragon hops back onto the apron, makes a little run forward, leaps..
..Gasp..
[Cameras Flash.]
..CRUNCH..
..Ohhh...Pop..
..Scissor Kick to the back of Rayne's head, brings him slumping back to the ringside area.]
Jonny Catchphrase - High Flying stuff, High Impact stuff!
[Red Dragon, pulls Rayne back to his feet and hit's a Snap Suplex, onto the concrete. Dragon rolls back up and starts wondering around the ring.]
Ern Bishop - Certainly is Red Dragon wondering the outside looking for something.
[Rayne starts to get back up as Red goes under the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase - He should concentrate on his opponent!
[Rayne finds the chair discarded by Red as Red re-appears from under the ring holding a Singapore Cane.]
Ern Bishop - Dragon has a Singapore cane, his favoured weapon.
[Red Dragon charges at Rayne with the Singapore cane over his head..
..SMACK..
..Ohhh..Pop..
.. Rayne counters with a Drop Toe Hold into the discarded Steel Chair.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Great counter and quick thinking by Rayne though catching Red with a Drop Toe Hold and Red's head smacked into that chair.
[A dazed Red is puled back to his feet by Rayne who whips him into the apron, red hit's it and staggers forward caught by Rayne who's hit's a Belly to Belly Suplex into the concrete on the outside.]
Ern Bishop - Suplex by Rayne really planted Rayne into the cold concrete.
[Rayne stomps Red before going under the ring and pulling out a table.]
Jonny Catchphrase - We've had chairs and table's, why the hell not have a table.
Ern Bishop - I agree.
[Rayne sets the table up, before driving a stiff boot into the face of Red as he starts to get back to his feet.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I think we're about to see some splinters.
[Rayne pulls Red back to his feet, hooks him up in a Suplex..
..CRACK..
..Pop..
..Red Dragon sent crashing through the table.]
Ern Bishop - Reversal of roles from a few weeks back when it was Red Dragon who put Rayne through a table to retain his Heavyweight Title. This time Rayne sent the Champion cracking through the table.
Jonny Catchphrase - Whatever the hell these two do to each other they have to remember that their aim is to climb that ladder and grabs that belt.
[Rayne gets back to his feet and pulls himself up to the apron, using the ropes. Rayne back into the ring, the Ladder still setup in the center of the ring.]
Ern Bishop - Red Dragon set that Ladder up but now it's Rayne who could be about to climb it and grab the title belt, becoming only the forth NGWA Heavyweight Champion.
[Rayne starts to climb as Red Dragon starts to come to.]
Jonny Catchphrase - If I know Red he wont be wanting to give up anything easy.
[Rayne about halfway up the ladder as Red Dragon slides back into the ring.]
Ern Bishop - Your right he's on the way back into this match now.
[Rayne takes another two rungs as Red Dragon starts to climb up behind him.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Knew he would be.
[Rayne tries to stomp Red Dragon in the head from above him on the ladder. Red knocked down a step or two but garbs the leg of Rayne halting his progress.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne desperate to keep Red Dragon off the ladder. But not going anywhere with Red holding his leg.
[Rayne then lets go of the ladder and drops a leg either side of Red's head, siting on his shoulders, Rayne arches backwards and hits a Hurricanrana.]
..Pop..
Jonny Catchphrase - He's the biggest guy I've ever seen use that move, showing that despite being built like a brick shit house you don't loose your athleticism.
[Rayne pulls Red Dragon to his feet and whips him across the ring, ladder staying upright as Red comes back Rayne drills him with a Diving Clothesline.]
..Pop..
Ern Bishop - ACID RAYNE!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Damn near took his head off, that Ladder still upright, but rocking.
[Rayne like a cat leaps up to the top rope.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne about to go airborne!
[Rayne leaps from the top..
..BUMP..
..pop..
..Legdrop across the face of Red Dragon.]
Jonny Catchphrase - That one I believe he calls the Rayne Drop. And it just dropped on Red Dragons head. Doop Doop Doopey Doopy Do.
[The ladder rocks a topples, resting against the ropes.]
Ern Bishop - Very funny, not. But your right Acid Rayne followed up with the Rayne Drop, could mean Rayne if he can get that Ladder set back up then the title could be all his.
[Rayne grabs the Ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring under the Title Belt.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Needs to start climbing then and quick before Red comes round.
[Rayne starts to climb the ladder. Red Dragon still down.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne will avenge the loss at Corporal Punishment of six months ago if he can seal the win here. In the same stipulations, that too was a Ladder match but for the WWA World Heavyweight Title.
Jonny Catchphrase - That match put him on the shelf for a few months. Red went on for a decent run with the title.
Ern Bishop - Including a win here in SSW over Eric Dane, the now champion.
[Rayne is about halfway up the ladder as Red Dragon sits back up and looks up at him.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Yeah. I remember Dane was arrested later that night.
[Red Dragon pulls himself back to his feet as Rayne starts to reach up for the title, but can't quite reach it.]
Ern Bishop - That he was, Rayne can't quite reach that Belt though.
[Rayne takes another step up the ladder, But Red Dragon is right behind him and grabs him around the waist pulling himself up.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Stalling allowed Red to catch up and he's got a hold of him now, Rayne going nowhere except down.
[Red Dragon pulls Rayne off the ladder and arches backwards..
..SMACK..
..Ohhhhhhhh...Pop...
..German Suplex off the Ladder.]
Ern Bishop - DRAGON DROP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jonny Catchphrase - Holy Terry Woods, I've seen some things.
[Rayne and Red Dragon lie on the canvas neither moving an inch.]
Ern Bishop - Holy Terry Woods?
Jonny Catchphrase - Holy Fuck, get it!
[Red Dragon the first to start to stir, arm moving a little. Before he sits up.]
Ern Bishop - Very Funny.
Jonny Catchphrase - Big time bump there, looks like Red is coming around, gives him a big advantage.
[Red Dragon pulls Rayne back to his feet and shoves him into the corner, before letting fly with a Flurry of Martial Arts kicks to the body and face.]
Ern Bishop - Red Dragon with shades of Stan Marshall's finisher tha Flurry.
Jonny Catchphrase - Feet like lightening.
[Red Dragon grabs the ropes and guts a foot into the throat of Rayne choking him, referee starts a count.]
Ern Bishop - Now choking Rayne again.
[Referee pulls Red of Rayne, Red shoves him away and drives several shoulders into the mid section of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Like I said Red's always been a big time performer, the guy was a class act, now he's just a vicious act.
[Red grabs Rayne and whips him..
..SMACK..
..Ohhh..
..Rayne connects face first with the Ladder and knocks it down.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne bleeding after hitting that Ladder Face First.
[Rayne staggers straight into the clutches of Red Dragon who hit's him with a Reverse DDT.]
Jonny Catchphrase - You'd bleed if you hit the ladder face first at pace.
[Red rolls to his feet and lays in several boots to the midsection of Rayne before stomping him and pulling him back to his feet by the hair, Red whips Rayne to the ropes, Rayne rebounds back and is sent crashing down with a Running Big Boot to the face.]
Ern Bishop - Or if I just had a Boot right into the kisser like that.
[Red Dragon stomps Rayne before backing into the ropes and dropping an Elbow into his chest, Red rolls back up bringing Rayne with him before Turning him round into a Swinging Neckbreaker.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Rayne laid out with a Swinging Neckbreaker right there.
[Red Dragon leaps up to the top rope, waiting perched on the top rope, as Rayne starts to get back up.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne firmly in the sights of Red dragon here.
[Rayne back up looks around..
..Sent down with a Missile Dropkick to the face.]
..Pop..
Jonny Catchphrase - Red still knows how to fly, we've seen that tonight.
[Red scrambles over to Rayne and grabs his leg and applies a Sharpshooter.]
Ern Bishop - Another Submission move, unexpected in this match but certainly still affective.
Jonny Catchphrase - Without a doubt, I've been in holds like this and it hurts like hell.
[Rayne nowhere near the ropes in the middle of the ring, groans in pain and Red Dragon pulls back harder and harder on the hold.]
Ern Bishop - Taking away the legs is great strategy in this kind of match.
Jonny Catchphrase - Well Rayne tapping out wont make any difference even if he did, but if Rayne passes out that gives Red a free ticket to the title.
[Rayne's face is a bloody mess, he grits his teeth and shakes his head.]
Ern Bishop - I never thought of that, this kid Dragon is a genius.
Jonny Catchphrase - I think Rayne fading.
[Rayne reaches for the ropes but is miles away his eye's begin to glaze over, blood still pouring from the gash on his forehead.]
Ern Bishop - Your right, Rayne certainly is fading.
Jonny Catchphrase - He's gone I think.
[Red dragon looks over his shoulder at Rayne who's not moving except for the rising and falling of his chest as he breathes.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne has passed out, Red Dragon could be about to win this without having to worry about Rayne.
[Red Dragon smirks viviously as he releases and kicks the arm of Rayne which is limp.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Red checking on Rayne and he's definitely out.
[Red Dragon makes his way over and grabs the Ladder, and starts setting it up, trapping Rayne under the bottom rung.]
Ern Bishop - Another clever move from the NGWA Champion, trapping Rayne under the Ladder he's about to climb.
[Red Dragon takes several steps up the rungs.]
..Jeeerrr..
[Marc McCarthy comes running out from the back.]
Jonny Catchphrase - McCarthy! He has issue's with both these guys.
Ern Bishop - And if I were him I'd be fucking Pissed off after what happened earlier.
[McCarthy slides into the ring is quick to his feet and hits a Jumping Superkick into the ladder, which sends it off balance with Red dragon at the top of it..
..DOUBLE MF BUMP..
..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh........POP...
..Red Dragon falls off the ladder as it hit's the ropes and lands in a heap on the outside.]
Jonny Catchphrase - That was one hell of a fall, and Red Dragon is in some serious trouble now.
[Marc McCarthy slides out the ring and grabs the Singapore Cane.]
Ern Bishop - McCarthy likes using that Singapore Cane almost as much as Red Dragon does.
[Rayne starts to come to, sitting up as McCarthy slides back in with the cane in hand...
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..Jeeerr..
..McCarthy drives the cane into the face of Rayne several times.]
Jonny Catchphrase - He was bleeding before that, a few more cuts appearing on the face of Rayne with every swing of that Cane.
Ern Bishop - McCarthy another guy who wants to be NGWA Champion, that I know. Had a chance a few weeks back, but since then has had his hands full with CJ Rowell.
[McCarthy smiles as Rayne slumps down, but behind McCarthy Red Dragon is back to his feet on the outside.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Someone might wanna tell McCarthy that Red's back to his feet.
[Red slides back in and catches McCarthy with a Spear through the ropes..
..BUMP..
..Ohhh..Pop..
..The two guys land hard on the outside.]
Ern Bishop - These two tagged with each other a couple of weeks back, they look far from friends right here.
[MCCarthy dragged back up by Red dragon who starts to drag him up the ramp, then hooks McCarthy up..
..CLONK..
..Pop..
..Drops him on the ramp with a Snap Suplex.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Well McCarthy might think twice about sticking his nose into someone's elses business from now on.
[Red Dragon lays some mounted punches into the face of McCarthy, before pullign him back to his feet and locking on a reverse Full Nelson and driving several headbut's into McCarthy's face.]
Ern Bishop - Ermm.....
Jonny Catchphrase - What?
Ern Bishop - The ring.
[Rayen starts setting the ladder up inside the ring, oblivious to Red Dragon.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I dont think either of them has a clue about that.
[McCartht grabbed by the trunks by Red Dragon who takes a few quick steps forward..
..Gasp..
..CRUNCH..
..Pop..
..McCarthy sent flying off the top of the ramp by Red Dragon into some equipment.]
Ern Bishop - Well Christ knows if Red Dragon is more intent on finishing McCarthy or retaining his match and finishing Rayne.
[Rayne in the ring starts to climb and the crowd pops. Red Dragon looks down on McCarthy amongst a bunch of wrecked equipment and then to the ring and the smirk disappears from his face. And Red charges down towards the ring.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I think that could have told you.
[Red reaches the ring and leaps to the apron then the top rope. Rayne 3/4's up the ladder.]
Ern Bishop - Certainly could have.
[Red from the top rope, leaps..
..GASP..
[Flash of Camera's.]
..DOUBLE BUMP..
..POP..
.Red Dragon spears Rayne off the ladder and drives him down into the canvas.]
Jonny Catchphrase - I never saw anything like that before! A guy Spearing another guy from a ladder.
[The ring looks like a car accident, with Red & Rayne down in the ring, neither man moving.]
Ern Bishop - This is the WWA the best in the World today here tonight!
[Red Dragon starts to stir, and sits back up shaking his head.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Rayne has suffered allot in this match. STF, Sharpshooter, Chair Shot's, Singapore Cane. Red must have this won now.
[Red Dragon grabs the Singapore Cane and stands over Rayne..
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..SWOOSH..
..Whack..
..Jeeerr..
..drives the Singapore cane into the back of Rayne.]
Ern Bishop - I'm not even going to try and argue on that one.
[Red Dragon pulls Rayne back to his feet and whips him to the ropes, Rayne comes back..
..SWOOSH..
..CRACK!!!!..
..Jeeerr..
..The Singapore cane snaps as Red Dragon brings it down over the head of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - This is just sick.
Ern Bishop - You gonna get in their and stop him?
Jonny Catchphrase - I could take him, but not is he's got that cane.
[Red drops the cane over Rayne's broken body and grabs the Ladder again and starts setting it up.]
Ern Bishop - Rayne's out of it, this is all for Red Dragon's taking now.
Jonny Catchphrase - No shit Sherlock.
[Red Dragon halfway up the ladder, and continues to climb.]
Ern Bishop - This one is over, they're heading back to New England bloody but with the same guy still holding the title belt.
Jonny Catchphrase - I agree with you, this one is over.
[Red Dragon makes it to the top of the ladder and grabs the Title Belt, pulling it from the rope.]
..Pop..
[Ding..Ding.]
Announcer - Your winner and still NGWA Heavyweight Champion ............ RRREEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDD DRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGOOONNNNNN!!!!
[Dragon holds the title belt up in the air and looks down on Rayne who has just started to move.]
Ern Bishop - Red Dragon retains and in fine style.
Jonny Catchphrase - Well it wasn't pretty but the guys here in Nevada certinaly seemed to appreciate it.
[Red sneers and drops the title belt to the canvas, again he pretends to snap a twig between his hands.]
Ern Bishop - I dont think Red Dragon is done!
[Red Dragon leaps..
..GASP..
[Flash of Camera's.]
..BUMP..
..Pop..Jeer..
..Red Dragon somersaults and lands back first on the back of Rayne.]
Jonny Catchphrase - Flight Of The DRAGON!!!!!
Ern Bishop - After this Rayne might never be the same again.
Jonny Catchphrase- Maybe… but I don't think the WWA is ever going to be the same again after this next match!
Ern Bishop- I'd have to agree, these six guys all have talent. But theres one man who's head and shoulders above the others.
Jonny Catchphrase- Taverna?
Ern Bishop- How'd you guess?
Jonny Catchphrase- I got lucky… but here's someone who's looking to dump your hero… Matt Saunders!
its showtime!
[We fade in to a shot of the backstage hallway. Walking towards us is Matt Saunders, which receives a large pop from the Nevada faithful in attendance. He is drinking a bottle of water and is in a gray track suit. He walks right by the camera, and into his locker room]
[The camera follows him in there. He spins around and looks dead straight into the camera. The fans begin to pop again before he even speaks.]
"I'd like to be able to stand here right now and tell you that i'm not nervous."
[Wipes some sweat from his brow.]
"I'd like to be able to stand here before you with a gameplan that will assure myself a way to the number one contendership..."
[Pause.]
"I'd like to be able to stand here without any sort of doubt in my mind that I'm at one hundred percent..."
"But I can't do that."
[Sombering words.]
"I would have to say without a shadow of doubt that I am the "X factor" in this match. Nobody knows what to expect from me, nobody knows how well i'm going to do. Not even I know. Which is a scary thought, because I'm so used to having it on lock all of the time."
"I know that once the match starts, I will be watching my opponents just as much as I will my partners. It's funny how you have to rely on a couple of guys to uphold your team, and then turn around and wrestle them later on for the number one contendership."
[Saunders smirks.]
"I know Dan Easton thinks he's a big shot....well he's not.
"I know Kevin Cage is a glory hog, and doesn't like to have anyone upstage him. Well, i've already done that to him.
[Dramatic Pause, because we know who's next.]
"Ricky Taverna."
[Disgusting boo's from the crowd as it is very clear who the most hated man in Nevada is.]
"I know what you're all about just a little too well. Which is why.."
[Saunders pulls out a red marker and begins to draw a bullseye on the camera lens, so everyone can see.]
"I've made you my number one target..."
[Pause.]
"Cumstain."
[Nice pop from the crowd after that remark.]
"As for my partners, I know of their pasts. I know they are both former world champions, something that I have never quite reached. Ryan Corey make for formadable partners, and make for even tougher opponents. Lennox outlasted me at summer games, but this time it will be me who outshines you all...."
[Pause.]
"Especially in front of MY FANS!"
[Eruptive pop, always happens when you give Nevada props.]
"Just like that. On the shelf, but back in action and ready to pick up right where I left off. Now..."
[A wink for the camera.]
"Chew on that sh!t."
[He flashes a cocky grin, as the camera pans back and fades out.]
six man tag match
dan easton (awa), kevin cage (ngwa) & ricky taverna (ssw) vs. matt saunders (SSW), micheal lennox (W3) & ryan corey (awa)
Ern Bishop- Oh dear God were about to get messy!
Johnny Catchphrase- Can't say I can disagree, Ern! This is going to be a down and out murderfest!
Ern Bishop: Indeed, and when Ricky Taverna beats everyone into a bloody pulp and takes his place as the rightful #1 contender…
Johnny Catchphrase- Do you REALLY think that's going to happen?
Ern Bishop- Of course I do! Who else would it be?
Johnny Catchphrase- Um… Cage?
Ern Bishop- Bah… he's had his chance… twice.
Johnny Catchphrase- Easton?
Ern Bishop- Who?
Johnny Catchphrase- Corey?
Ern Bishop- God help him!
Johnny Catchphrase- Okay… I get it… you're only going to mark for Taverna…
Ern Bishop- No! I mean… since Cage and Easton are on his team… I guess I'm going to have to like them too!
Johnny Catchphrase- But you just insulted them!
Ern Bishop- I did…
Johnny Catchphrase- OY! Lets just go to the ring!
Talua Bell- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING IS THE SIX MAN TAG NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS MATCH! THE RULES ARE AS FOLLOWS: THE MATCH WILL HAVE TWO FALLS… THE FIRST WILL A SIX MAN TAG MATCH THAT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL! AFTER THAT, THE WINNING TEAM WILL COMPETE IN A SINGLE FALL TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, THE WINNER OF WHICH WILL BE THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
(The crowd goes nuts as Talua finishes the rules)
Ern Bishop- These guys are all stoked.. and its not because Talua is a babe!
Talula Belle- NOW, FOR THE PARTICIPANTS IN THIS MATCH! INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM MIAMI, FLORIDA, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND SIXTY-FIVE POUNDS… REPERESENTING THE AMERICAN WRESTLING ASSOCIATION, DAN EASTON!!!!!!!
(The crowd boos rather loudly as Dan Easton steps out from behind the curtain, and walks to the ring)
Johnny Catchphrase- Dan Easton, making an explosive precense in AWA a couple of weeks ago with a decisive win over Ryan Corey.
Ern Bishop- That's because Corey sucks… of course.. half the guys in this match utterly suck. And only one guys actually any good…
Johnny Catchphrase- Okay! You can stop plugging Taverna now!
Ern Bishop- There's not enough time in the day…
Talula Belle- AND HIS PARTNER, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND SIXTY SIX POUNDS…. REPRESENTING THE NEXT GENERATION WRESTLING ALLIANCE… KEVIN CAGE!
['Tear Away' by Drowning Pool plays over the PA system]
Guitar Riffs...
[The lights dim, but blue lights scan the crowd throughout the arena,
circling in random patterns. On the Jumbo-Tron the words K-E-V-I-N-C-A-G-E
flash rapidly, then it flashes Kevin Cage rapidly across the screen]
I'm tearing away
Pieces are falling I can't seem to make them stay
Yooooooouuuuuuuu run away
Faster and faster you can't seem to get away
BREAK!!!!!!
[The Jumbo-tron shows a close up of Kevin Cage, he stares menacingly into
the camera with a smug look on his face]
Guitar riffs...
[Kevin Cage slowly walks from behind the entrance at the top of the ramp
looking down at the ground, with a white towel hanging from his hand. Kevin
wears plain black pants, with a pair of boots, and a Guerilla Warfare
t-shirt on. Blue lights highlight Kevin Cage.]
Hooooopppppe there's a reason
For questions unanswered I just don't see everything
Yeeeeeeeessssssss I'm inside you
Tell me how does it feel to feel like this, just like I do
[Kevin slowly raises his gaze from the floor and looks up at the ring, he
slowly walks his way to the ring tossing the towel over the back of his
neck. Blues light iluminated the entrance ramp as bright]
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
[Kevin grabs the middle rope, pulling himself up onto the ring apron. He
pauses before (blue ring lights flash on) slipping over the middle rope and
under the top one. He walks over to the officials, tossing his pure white
towel to them]
Doooooo I really want this?
Sometimes I scare myself I just can't let it go
Caaaaan't you believe it?
Everything happens for reasons I just don't know
[Prominent blue lights highlight the ring as Kevin walks over and stands in
the middle of the ring. He lips sings with the lyrics, singing each line to
each four sides of the ring while pointing to himself on the last part with
his thumb]
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone or anything
[Blue pyros erupt from each of the four corners of the ring, as Kevin
raises both of his taped fists into the air frowning his face while saying]
BUUUUUT MEEEEEEE
(@#%$ I love me!)
Guitar riffs
[Kevin walks over to his corner]
Johnny Catchphrase- Love or hate him, you'd have to admit, he's a fighter.
Ern Bishop- Absolutely… first he got his eye stabbed out by Red Dragon at Summer Games, and then was set up in a car accident by Marc McCarthy… and he comes back still as cynical and negative as ever! I love it!
Johnny Catchphrase- That's right.. normally, going through such hell would give you a new lease on life… but Cage just sees it as another extention to kick ass. He's not much of a team player, and that could hurt him today!
Ern Bishop- Bah… he'll cope!
Talula Belle- AND THEIR PARTNER, FROM BAKERSFIELD, CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND FORTY SEVEN POUNDS… REPRESENTING YOUR VERY OWN SILVER STATE WRESTLING… RICKY TAVERNA!
"It's all a game of chance"
blares out over the P.A. in the cocky tone of Ricky Taverna. Followed shortly by
"Your luck just ran out, Cumstain.
["Something for the Weekend" by Super Fury Animals begins to play. Images on the video wall display dice being rolled, cards being laid on the green felt of a table. A ball coming to land in the number thirteen on a Roulette Wheel. And then Fruit Machine's spinning around, coming up with 3 cherries.]
[Ricky Taverna walks out from behind the curtain and pauses at the top of the ramp. With a swagger and inciting the crowd with some rather rude mocking gestures Taverna makes his way to ring.]
[As Ricky approaches the ring, he pulls himself up using the ropes on to the apron, then turns his back to the ring putting his arms on the ropes and leaning over them backwards. Landing on his feet in the ring.]
[Taverna walks over to Easton and Cage and offers his hand to them, the two shake.]
[Taverna gives tests the ropes elasticity as the music dies.]
Ern Bishop- MY HERO!
Johnny Catchphrase- Oh brother…
Ern Bishop- Naysayer! This man is the one of two men who has had the distinguish of being the Silver State Champion, OUR champion, and you denounce him?
Johnny Catchphrase- He got HANDED the belt and was a paper champion! And plus, you bash Dane all the time.
Ern Bishop- Uh… SHUT UP!
Talula Belle- AND NOW FOR THEIR OPPONENTS! INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM WHITING, IOWA… WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND THIRTY FIVE POUNDS… REPRESENTING THE AMERICAN WRESTLING ASSOCIATION… THE NIGHTBRINGER…. RYAN CORREY!
(The crowd gives a hearty cheer as NRC comes out, and walks into the ring)
Ern Bishop-OH BARF!
Johnny Catchphrase- I take it you're not a big Nightbringer fan, Ern?
Ern Bishop- Lets just say that Jesus may love him… but he's about the only one.
Johnny Catchphrase- That was harsh… not to mention you probably just caused our entire Christian demographic to shut off the television…
Ern Bishop- Pah… Tavernas version of the Lord's Prayer did that days ago!
Talula Belle- AND HIS PARTNER, FROM NEW ORLEANS LOUISIANA… WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND FORTY FIVE POUNDS… REPRESENTING WORLD WIDE WRESTLING… MICHEAL LENNOX!
[The arena falls dark and silent, the crowd anxious and waiting for something to happen. Then the ominous tapping of the highhat begins the fever pitch of the guitar riff while laser lights zoom throughout the arena.]
*BUUUM*
*CRASH*
[The heavy guitar laden first riff of AC/DC's "Back In Black" roars through the arena, accompanied by a flash of brilliant red pyrotechnics while a video package plays on the JumboTron.]
*BA-BA-BUUM*
*CRASH* *CRASH* *CRASH*
[The next heavy riffs roar out, with more amazing fire flashes. The crowd rises to their feet to cheer the man, but unable to tear themselves away from the magnificent show.]
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back [I bet you know I'm...]
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin ' every one of them and running wild
[Red and White pyro streamers, burning bright ignite and engulf the entrance area in a bath of fire and brimstone. The crowd is on their feet and whipped into fury as they give The Wolverine an amazing ovation at the entrance area.]
Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
[Just as that all important phrase is said, two rockets fly down from the ceiling and blast into the top of the entranceway. This draws the audience's attention there for a moment, and when they look back at the entrance, "The Wolverine" Micheal Lennox is there. He stands on the platform, with a focused look on his face when he pours water over his head as he walks down the aisle dressed in ripped black jeans with "Wolverine" written down one leg, combat boots, taped fists and a black/red "Bourbon Street" t-shirt, and an old black leather jacket while he wears his W*3 Heavyweight Title belt around his waist and his W*3 Tag Team Title belt over his shoulder. His long tangled hair hanging down in his face while he walks down the aisle and smacks hands with the fans before he steps inside of the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle before he gives the fans a double fist salute.]
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
[Lennox throws his belts to the ref before he takes his jacket off and throws it to the side and paces like a caged animal waiting for the bell
to ring.]
Johnny Catchphrase- The Wolverine… this man is one of the most dominant forces in the WWA today!
Ern Bishop- This entrancefest is taking forever! Lets just skip the next one.
Johnny Catchphrase- You're only wanting to do that because its Saunders. You'd be wetting yourself if it was Taverna!
Ern Bishop- Do you always have to criticize me?
Talula Belle- AND HIS PARTNER, FROM SAN DIEGO CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDERED AND TWENTY ONE POUNDS… REPRESENTING YOUR VERY OWN SILVER STATE WRESTLING…. MATT SAUNDERS!
[The lights in the arena dim down to black.]
[On the big screen we watch as a lightning bolt comes toward us, before exploding and revealing the word SHOWTIME on the screen in hot white print.]
[The bass begins to fill the arena.]
#Word up son... WORD!
[The beat begins to thump a bit, as we wait for the next line.]
#YA, to all the killa's and the hundred dollar billa's..
[Pause.]
#Fa real Nigga's who ain't got no feelin's...
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
#Check it out now.
[Out he comes from the back in his trade mark dark blue robe and matching pants. We can see the white letters on both sides of his legs that read Showtime. He stands there on top of the ramp, breathing in the experience of the music, and the fans who have risen to their feet.]
[The fans explode with a huge face pop as Saunders raises his head and begins to nod it to the words.]
#I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
#We be the infamous, ya heard of us...offical queensbridge murdera's
#The mobb comes equipped for warfare..
#beware of my crime family with nuff shots to share
#For all those, who wanna profile and pose
#Rock you in the face, stab your brain wit ya nose bone.
[Pop to that.]
#You all alone in the streets cousin
#Every mean for they self in this land we be gunnin'
#And keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed too
#They come around but they never come close too
#I can see it inside your face, your in the wrong place
#Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up!
#With bulletholes n such...
#Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched.
[Saunders makes a little gesture to his towards the ring of death by pullin' a trigger. He continues to nod his head to the beat.]
#You can put ya whole army, against my team and..
# I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
[He stands at the bottom of the ramp, glaring into the ring. He slides underneath to a pop from the crowd.]
#Your simple words just don't move me, ya minor, we major
# You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playa
#Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots will make you levitate
#I'm only 19 but my mind is old
#and when things get for real my warm heart turns cold.
#Enough nigga's deceased, another story is told (It ain't nuttin really)
# Aiyo dun, spark the philly.
[Saunders climbs the turnbuckle closest to the camera and raises his hand high to another pop from the crowd.]
[The music trails off as Saunders takes off his robe. His eyes glaring over at his opponents.]
Ern Bishop- BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORING!
Johnny Catchphrase- Quiet Ern… all men are in the ring… and were ready to go!
DING DING DING
Ern Bishop- So… who's going to get going for us…?
(Both teams make a quick decision of who is to start out, as Lennox and Easton are chosen, and step through the ropes.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Looks like the Wolverine and the Diabolical one!
(Lennox stands in the middle of the ring to start the match and just stares at Easton before they lock up.)
Ern Bishop- Whats with all the stupid nicknames.. lets just have some blood!
(Lennox connects with a quick knee into the midsection before he knocks Easton down with a short arm clothesline.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Lennox immediately goes for the advantage here.
(Lennox picks Easton back up by the hair but Easton counters with a forearm to the chest before whipping Lennox to the ropes.)
Ern Bishop- Oh no! This might be over right from the get go!
(Easton goes for a reverse elbow smash but Lennox ducks under and sends Easton to the mat with a double leg takedown before locking on an anklelock.)
Johnny Catchphrase- It might be! Lennox is wasting absolutely no time in trying to get Dan Easton to submit!
(Easton screams, but its too early, and he manages to kick out of it.)
Ern Bishop- Bah… he got out of that easily.
(Lennox is right back on him though, and he hooks Easton up from behind, going for a German Suplex.)
Johnny Catchphrase- The hold yes… but he's not out of getting the living tar beaten out of him by Micheal Lennox!
(Easton lunges back with an elbow, however, and sends Lennox stumbling back, holding his face in his hands.)
Ern Bishop- Cut your bias catch. Besides, he's diabolical… so he's going to figure out a few ways to get out of Lennox's attempts.
(Easton turns, and Lennox charges with a clothesline, but Easton grabs the arm, turning it into an armbar.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Of course.. now Easton trying for a submission of his own..
(Lennox fires off with a few shots to Eastons head, and Easton lets go of the arm.)
Ern Bishop- Even a has been like Micheal Lennox won't be put away that easily. This one could take a while.
(The two get to their feet, and lock up.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Lennox might not want to lock up with Easton… he's losing on the size advantage.
(Lennox gets better leverage, and begins trying to force Easton to his knees, but Easton drops low, and rams his head into Lennox's stomach.)
Ern Bishop- So how the hell is that damn Lennox WINNING?
(Lennox lets go, and doubles over, and Easton grabs Micheal, taking him apart with an overhead belly to belly suplex!)
Johnny Catchphrase- Wow! Lennox managed to come out the better in that lockup, using what might be the strongest in-ring knowledge in the WWA to his advantage.
(Lennox gets to his feet, a bit slowly, but Easton quickly manuevers behind him, planting him headfirst into the canvas with a bulldog!)
Ern Bishop- Pah…the Book Worm over in New England would know more about wrestling than Lennox!
(Easton rolls Lennox over, and covers, hooking the leg…)
Johnny Catchphrase- Actually I can't argue there.. everyone knows that the Book Worm is the smartest. He's just a bit short on the practical application side. But we have a cover!
ONE!
TWKICKOUT!
(Easton gets back to his feet and picks up a stunned Lennox and goes for a German suplex but Lennox counters by hooking the arms and smashing his head into Easton's face numerous times before tripping him to the mat and locks on a STF.)
Ern Bishop- Dammit!
(Easton screams again, but this time, he's unable to shake Lennox off.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Easton was holding onto the advantage… but now he's got Dan Easton in yet another submission.
(Easton screams and reaches for the ropes… too far!)
Ern Bishop- Easton could be in trouble here!
(Easton begins crawling towards the ropes, but Lennox is too much weight for him to maneuver.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Easton can't move towards the ropes! This could be down to three a lot quicker than we thought!
(Finally, Cage runs in, and kicks Lennox hard in the face.)
Ern Bishop- Smart move there by Kevin!
(Saunders and Corey angrily start to rush into the ring, but the ref holds them off.)
Johnny Catchphrase- A bit of an error there by Lennox's team mates, as they have distracted the ref from whats really going on!
(Cage and Easton enjoy a little stompfest on Lennox, but Cage bails before the ref can turn around.)
Ern Bishop- Brilliant move over there… and Taverna didn't even have to lift a finger!
(Easton grabs Lennox, going for a German Suplex again, this time succeeding)
Johnny Catchphrase- A bit cheap, but Dan Easton is back in control!
(Easton looks to his corner, and tags in Cage, holding on for an abdominal stretch.)
Ern Bishop- That's not cheap… it smart!
(Cage winds up, and lands a sick haymaker into Lennox's abdomen, sending him down.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Lennox is in trouble here early on…
(Easton, smiling to the jeering crowd, steps out of the ring, as Cage takes over.)
Ern Bishop- And in comes the Diabolical one!
(Cage begins punching away at Lennox, aiming mostly for Micheal's head.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Kevin Cage making his comeback here, having been injured by a one Marc McCarthy.
(Cage picks up Lennox, and whips him into the ropes, SMASHING Lennox into pieces with quite the devastating Spear.)
Ern Bishop- And he's running over Lennox!
(Cage picks Lennox up again, and throws him into the corner, running in with an elbow to Micheal's throat.)
Johnny Catchphrase- But were without a doubt here… Cage is about as sick as you can get!
(Cage then kicks the dazed Lennox in the stomach, and MURDERS him with a DDT. Cover…)
Ern Bishop- Lennox is down, and Cage is going for the win!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Johnny Catchphrase- Lennox nowhere near done, but he needs to get out quick!
(Cage throws some taunts to the crowd, earning him some serious heel heat, and tags in Taverna.)
Ern Bishop- Now things get ugly!
(Ricky rushes in on Lennox, and baseball slide kicks him in the head.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Taverna the last man on his team to get in this match… but Lennox has yet to tag out!
(Taverna kicks Lennox a few times in the head, before lifting him to his feet.)
Ern Bishop- Taverna is on fire!
(Lennox recovers for just a second, and swings at Taverna, but Ricky ducks, and takes Lennox down with a gorgeous snap suplex.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Anyone would be on fire if they were taking on a person who has been in this as much as Lennox has!
(Taverna goes for the irish whip on Lennox but Lennox reverses the whip and picks up Taverna before slamming him down to the mat with a painful spinebuster.)
Ern Bishop- What? He can't do that!
(Lennox gets back to his feet before hitting the ropes and driving his forearm into Taverna's throat numerous times before locking on a figure four head scissors.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Lennox showing he still has some gas in his tank, but I don't think he can go much longer without tagging out.
(Ricky can't even scream in pain, but he refuses to tap when the ref asks him to.)
Ern Bishop- Ricky's can't be out of it yet!
(Taverna begins throwing punches at Lennox's side, but Lennox refuses to let the hold go.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Of course… he might not need to tap out if Taverna submits right here and now!
(Finally, Taverna kicks out, and manages to hook his leg around one of the ropes, and the ref forces Lennox to let go.)
Ern Bishop- There we go!
(Lennox complies, then lifts Taverna up, smashing him into the floor with a Russian Leg Sweep.)
Johnny Catchphrase- The holds broken, but Taverna not out of the woods yet!
(Lennox covers…)
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Ern Bishop- Taverna kicks out!
(Lennox lifts up Taverna, and drags him over to his corner.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Uh oh… we could be looking at a double team here!
(Lennox grabs Taverna in a side headlock when he makes the tag to Corey.)
Ern Bishop- This isn't fair…
(Corey climbs up to the top turnbuckle and connects with a double ax-handle to the back of the head of Taverna.)
Johnny Catchphrase- That hurts…and Taverna is sent reeling!
(The Nightbringer stomps on Taverna a couple of times, but on the seventh or eigth stomp, Ricky grabs his leg, reversing it into a Dragon Screw.)
Ern Bishop- Lennox is lucky that he got that tag… he'd be dead of a Shark Attack right now.
(Taverna holds on to his foot, keeping it in an anklelock.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Taverna going for a submission… can he do it?
(But Corey kicks Taverna away,only to be speared by Ricky as he gets up.)
Ern Bishop- Nope… but he doesn't need to. The Nightbringer is Taverna's bitch right now!
(Taverna stomps away on Corey, before lifting him up and hitting a Slingshot Suplex.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Slingshot Suplex from Ricky Taverna has Nightbringer on Dream Street!
(Taverna gets a dazed NRC back to his feet, and whips him to the ropes.)
Ern Bishop- I'm loving it as Ricky picks Corey apart bit by bit.
(Saunders makes a blind tag to NRC, and climbs into the ring, as Taverna powerslams Corey.)
Johnny Catchphrase- HERE COMES SAUNDERS!
(Taverna gets up, and notices Saunders, who is calling Taverna on.)
Ern Bishop- Matt Saunders is making the biggest mistake of his life right now.
(Taverna smiles, and says "not yet cumstain", before tagging in Cage.)
JEEEER!
Johnny Catchphrase- What? Tavernas avoiding Saunders!
(Cage barrels in, but Saunders gets a boot up, nearly taking off Cage's head in the collision.)
Ern Bishop- Holy cow… Cage collided so hard, that might have broken his neck
(Kevin gets up slowly, but finds himself the victim of a few kicks to the head from Saunders, who then hooks him up in a nice basic Suplex.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Matt Saunders came to this match on fire, and he's working Kevin Cage over right now.
(Cage, clutching his back in pain, gets to his feet, but Saunders gets behind him,and nails a tiger Suplex pin…)
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
(Cage kicks out, and gets to his feet.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Cage is back, and he's none too happy.
(Both men stare each other down, before Saunders charges, but Cage is ready, and he puts Showtime in a rolling Boston Crab.)
Ern Bishop- Ha! Saunders is introuble now!
(Saunders immediately kicks out of it though, and gets to his feet.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Or not…
(The two lock up, but Cage gets the advantage, and shoves Saunders away.)
Ern Bishop- Saunders isn't so dominant anymore, is he?
(Saunders moves in, but Cage kicks out, catching him in the stomach, before sending him through the floor with a facebuster!)
Johnny Catchphrase- Saunders face is crunched in with that!
(Cage lifts Saunders up again, and BURIES him with a Samoan drop.)
Ern Bishop- Corey and Lennox better tag in their buddy, because he's through!
(Cage looks to cover, but Taverna starts shouting that he wants in.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Uh oh… what the heck is this? NOW Taverna wants in?
(Cage looks over, and grins, and tags in Taverna.)
Ern Bishop- He's going to be smart!
(Taverna climbs into the ring, grinning sinisterly, but stops cold as he sees Saunders kip up.)
POP!
Johnny Catchphrase- UH OH! Here we Go!
(The two men stare each other down, but this time, Taverna makes no move to tag.)
Ern Bishop- Everyone knows whats going on… they are going mad!
(The SSW-orientated crowd goes nuts as Saunders beckons for Taverna.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Saunders was injured a few weeks ago on Taverna's orders… I'm sure he's been looking to return the favor!
(Taverna smiles, flipping of Saunders and saying "bring it on, cumstain".)
Ern Bishop- This is gonna be ugly!
(The two lunge at each other, exchanging blows.)
HATED RIVALS COLLIDE POP!
Johnny Catchphrase- HERE IT GOES!
(Its not long before its obvious that Taverna is on the worst end.)
Ern Bishop- Crap! Tavernas not doing so well!
(Taverna stumbles back into the ropes, only to be taken down with a sky-high from Saunders as he bounces back!)
POP!
Johnny Catchphrase- It looks that way… Saunders just BURIED Taverna!
(Taverna clutches his back in pain, but Saunders isn't through yet.)
Ern Bishop- Somebody stop this!
(He mounts, and begins punching Taverna in the face over and over again, before picking him up, only to slam his head into the canvas.)
Johnny Catchphrase- Five weeks of frustration before Saunders could get back into the ring just EXPLODING right here, this man is pissed!
(Saunders grabs Taverna's hair, lifts him up, shoots him off the ropes, and BURIES him with a Spinebuster!)
Ern Bishop- I can't watch this! Go to commercial!
(Taverna flops head over heels, dazed out of his mind, and Saunders' now pumped up, screams "take that, CUMSTAIN!")
COOL TAUNT POP!
Johnny Catchphrase- This is a pay per view… we don't HAVE commercials!
(Taverna, having enough, starts to crawl towards his corner, but Saunders leaps up, and flattens him by jumping feet first on his back.)
Ern Bishop- I don't care… no decent human being deserves to be treated like this!
(Saunders gets Taverna up, and whips him into the corner, following up with a clothesline.)
Johnny Catchphrase- And Taverna deserves to be the citizen of the year?
(Saunders then begins UNLOADING with knife chops into Tavernas chest.)
Ern Bishop- Poor Ricky…
(Finally, with Taverna clutching his chest in pain, Saunders leaps up, hitting a monkey toss, throwing Taverna clear across the ring!)
Johnny Catchphrase- Theres some elevation by Ricky!
(Saunders tags in Corey, who picks up Taverna, and nails a stalling brainbuster.)
Ern Bishop- Now the Nightbringer in on the fun.
(Taverna clutches his neck in pain, and Corey makes the cover…)
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Johnny Catchphrase- Ricky Taverna sure as hell is dying hard here…
(Corey slaps the mat in frustration, and picks Taverna up, burying him with a DDT.)
Ern Bishop- The good normally do.
(Corey picks up Taverna again, but the Card Shark catches him in a low blow, causing the Nightbringer to go down, hard.)
Jonny Catchphrase- That's young dude… the good die young! Anyways… Taverna with a cheap move, and he's back in this match.
(Taverna dives at his corner, catching Easton's arm.)
Ern Bishop- Here comes Easton!
(Dan Easton saunters in, taunting the Nightbringer.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Just quit taunting and wrestle already!
(Corey tries to get to his feet, but kisses a boot from Easton, then antoher kick.)
Ern Bishop- Now Easton has the advantage, and Saunders can only look on.
(Easton turns, and taunts the fans, who jeer back, before kicking Corey in the head again.)
Jonny Catchphrase- You're vendetta is ridiculous dude. Anyways… Nightbringer getting worked over pretty bad here.
(Easton picks Corey up, and lifts him onto his shoulders, DECIMATING him with a Death Valley Driver.)
Ern Bishop- Yeah! That's gonna make NRC see stars!
(Easton throws Corey into the corner, rushing in with a running splash, before setting Corey up on the turnbuckle.)
Johhny Catchphrase- Dan Easton coming alive here!
(Easton hooks up NRC, and PLANTS him down with the mother of all superplexes!)
Ern Bishop- ITS OVER!
(Easton gets back up, and signals for the Dyabolical Passion.)
Jonny Catchphrase- It actually just might be!
(He locks on the vicious submission, only to be clotheslined out of his boots by Micheal Lennox.)
Ern Bishop: CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEAP!
(The ref forces Lennox out, but turns around just in time to see Taverna and Cage slinking into the ring.)
Jonny Catchphrase- This is getting ugly.
(The ref screams at everyone to get out, and Easton and Corey are once again the only guys in the ring.)
Ern Bishop- Well… were back to one on one…
(Easton and Corey both get to their feet, and both men dive to their corners, Corey tagging in Lennox, and Easton tagging in Cage.)
Jonny Catchphrase- And now it's a different one on one!
(Cage charges in, but catches a clothesline from Lennox.)
Ern Bishop- Lennox on the advantage here!
(Lennox picks up Cage, and nails him with a cradle suplex.)
Jonny Catchphrase- This could put Cage away!
(Lennox gets Cage to his feet, and whips Cage into the ropes before putting him straight down with a violent spinebuster.)
Ern Bishop- Lennox is dominating here!
(Lennox covers…)
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO!
Jonny Catchphrase- Cage kicked out! At the last possible moment!
(Lennox gets Cage to his feet, but Cage sneaks around him, and tags in Taverna.)
Ern Bishop- Here comes Ricky!
(Ricky charges in, only to take a clothesline from Lennox.)
Jonny Catchphrase- But Lennox is on fire!
(Lennox picks up a dazed Taverna and starts to apply a submission, but like a scarred animal Taverna jabs Lennox in the eye and scrambles to the virtual safety of the ropes.)
Ern Bishop- Taverna playing it safe…
(Taverna begs off as Lennox comes in, a moments hesitation by the Wolverine and he's on the wrong end of a Low Blow, Taverna up quickly hit's a DDT.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Cheap move by Ricky Taverna… but it worked!
(Back to his feet and lays a paunch to the jaw of Saunders, one to NRC before stomping Lennox, spitting on him and making the tag to Easton.)
Ern Bishop- And now in comes Easton… this is getting fast and furious.
(Saunders tries to climb in, but the ref holds him back.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Matt Saunders not happy about what just went down.
(However, Lennox is all to glad to roll into the corner, and tag Saunders in.)
Ern Bishop- And he's going to get his chance to do something about it!
(Saunders puts one foot in the ring, and finds his stomach crushed in by a spear from Easton.)
Jonny Catchphrase- But Dan Easton creams him with a violent spear!
(Saunders flies to the outside of the ring, as Easton steps through the ropes, and jumps off the apron smashing a foot in to the throat of Saunders.)
Ern Bishop- Easton with the advantage now!
(Easton picks up Matt and throws him into the guard rail, then throws him into the steel steps.)
CLANG!
Jonny Catchphrase- This is getting ugly, and you can see that Lennox and Corey don't like this one iota!
(The steps fly off with a band, as Saunders is thrown back into the ring quickly by Easton.)
Ern Bishop- Yeah… but they can't do anything about it!
(Easton kicks Saunders into the corner of his team, and the team start triple teaming but the ref is quick to stop them.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Ref barely hanging onto control here!
(Easton tags in Kevin Cage, then nails in a few stomps before steping through the ropes onto the apron.)
Ern Bishop- In comes Cage, these guys are working Saunders over horribly!
(Cage rams his foot into the chest of Saunders over and over for a good ten seconds, before tagging in Ricky, then stepping through the ropes to stand on the apron.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Yeah… and keeping up a good pace of tags. Saunders needs help, and quick.
(Ricky unloads with some stomps to the c hest of Saunders, just like everyone else, and when done, which is after about another ten seconds, he tags in Eaton once again.)
Ern Bishop- Jebus… you're going to be able to use Saunders chest as a cup holder when these guys are done!
(Easton gets in again and starts stomping away on Saunders, as the crowd boos.)
JEEEEEEEER!
(Ricky sits on the apron and wraps his arm around Saunders' neck, chocking him., as Easton lays in stomps to him.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Oh come on! This is uncalled for!
(The ref doesn't notice, however Lennox does and enters the ring but before he can move the ref is pushing him back.)
Ern Bishop- Well… Saunder's team mates aren't doing anything better! They're distracting the ref!
(Cage enters the ring and starts stomping with Easton as Ricky still cuts of the air of Saunders'.)
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!
Jonny Catchphrase- Someone get the refs attention! This is blatant!
(Lennox finally gets out of the ring after trying to dart across the ring, and Cage quickly gets out, as Ricky lets go, pretending nothing had ever happened.)
Ern Bishop- Crybaby.
(Easton tags in Ricky, then exits the ring as Ricky steps through the ropes.)
Jonny Catchphrase- These guys have isolated Saunders, and he's trying to breathe, but he's basically in a bad way.
(Saunders gets to his hands and knees, holding his throat, trying to breath.)
Ern Bishop- It's a great teamwork by these three… pity they'll have to beat each other up later.
(The Card Shark laughs with a cocky grin on his face before kicking Saunders in the ribs three times, making him fall over onto his stomach.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, Ricky knows what to do against a defenseless opponent. His damn Armani Army has been making these situations for months!
(Ricky drops about four elbows to the ribs of Saunders, before lifting him up and throwing him across the ring to the ropes.)
Ern Bishop- There… they got Saunders out of the enemy corner, you happy?
(Saunders come back and ducks a Clothesline, keeps running and after hitting the ropes runs against toward The Card Shark.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Saunders could be coming back into this!
(Ricky unexpectingly runs forward and NAILS a shoulder into the gut of Saunders, then lifts him up onto his shoulders, takes about five steps backwards, and dumps him to the outside of the ring.)
Ern Bishop- The funny thing is… you were actually serious!
(Saunders lands hard on his side, as Ricky rolls to the outside of the ring, starting to pick up Saunders.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Saunders is desperate!
(Ricky yells something to a fan in the front row, before throwing saunders into the apron, then throwing him right after into the steel guard rail.)
Ern Bishop- Ew… look at how busted up Saunders is. He's going to stain Ricky's shirt!
(Ricky nails in a few punches, before starting to knee Saundersi n the ribs.)
Jonny Catchphrase- You're sick, Ern.
(Before long, Saunders starts bleeding from his mouth.)
Ern Bishop- Aw… go on and cry about it!
(Dan Easton runs into the ring, giving the finger to both 'The Nightbringer' Ryan Corey and 'The Wolverine' Michael Lennox.)
Jonny Catchphrase- And now Easton is going to start taunting… what a bunch of bad sports we are dealing with here!
(Both men run into the run, heading toward Easton as Cage runs in as well.)
Ern Bishop- BRAWL!
(A huge fist fight breaks out in the middle of the ring.)
Jonny Catchphrase- The ref has completely lost control now!
(Ricky notices this, and smiles at how busy the ref is... then makes his way around the ring quickly.)
Ern Bishop- Oh yeah.. now things get good!
(He picks up a chair then starts walking back toward Matt Saunders, who is just now trying to pull himself up by the apron.)
Jonny Catchphrase- NO! Don't Do it!
(Ricky runs, holding the chair up high, and as soon as Matt gets to his feet, sends him back down with a HUGE chair shot to the forehead!)
CRACK!
Ern Bishop- OH HELL YEAH!
(Then another,)
CRACK!
CRACK!
(and another!)
Jonny Catchphrase- Someone disqualify him!
(Taverna rolls into the ring, chair in hand, aiming at Corey…)
CRACK!
Ern Bishop- Ha! This is gonna put all three of em out!
(Cage smiles, and distracts the ref, while Taverna lines up Lennox…)
CRACK!
Jonny Catchphrase- TAKE THAT YOU CHEATING SON OF A…
(but Lennox dodges, and Taverna smacks Easton instead.)
Ern Bishop- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Cage is irate at the foul up, and he and Taverna start bickering.)
Jonny Catchphrase- I don't believe this! They were one chair shot away from the screw job of the century, and now they're falling apart!
(Cage shoves Taverna, and Taverna shoves him back.)
Ern Bishop- NO! Cage! Ricky! Stop this!
(Taverna raises the chair, but Cage blocks it.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Yeah… save the beatings for the next fall!
(Taverna drops the Chair, and SHARK ATTACK on Kevin Cage!)
Ern Bishop- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WHY RICKY???? WHY????
(Cage flops to the mat, and Taverna turns back to Lennox, only for the Wolverine to grab him, and….)
BOURBONIZER!
Jonny Catchphrase- HA! TAKE THAT CUMSTAIN! YOU JUST SCREWED YOUR WHOLE TEAM OVER!
(Taverna flops lifeless to the mat, and Lennox covers.)
Ern Bishop- NO! STOP HIM! STOP THIS!
(Easton tries running forward, but Corey reaches out, and trips him up with his leg.)
Jonny Catchphrase- HA HA HA HA HA! Its over!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!!!!!
DING DING DING!
MASSIVE F'N POP!
Talula Belle- YOUR WINNERS… THE TEAM OF MICHEAL LENNOX… MATT SAUNDERS, AND RYAN COREY!
Ern Bishop- GOD MOTHERFUCKING DAMMIT!
Jonny Catchphrase- HA! Taverna's team self destructed before our very eyes! This is too good!
(Cage is Irate… and he gets up, grabbing the Chair.)
Ern Bishop- Oh boy… I don't think Cage liked what just happened too much.
CRACK!
(Down goes Lennox!)
Jonny Catchphrase- Really? I figured he'd enjoy losing his shot at the WWA world Championship!
CRACK!
(Down Goes Easton!)
Ern Bishop- Oh… he's pissed!
CRACK!
(Down Goes to Taverna!)
CRACK!
(Another one to Taverna!)
Jonny Catchphrase- And theres an extra shot to Taverna for that Shark Attack!
CRACK!
(Down goes Corey!)
CRACK!
(Down goes Saunders!)
CRACK!
(Another one to Saunders!)
CRACK!
(And another!)
Ern Bishop- Jesus Christ! Cage is on a Rampage!
CRACK!
(Down goes the Ref!)
CRACK!
(Down goes the guy sitting in the front row!)
Jonny Catchphrase- What are you doing!
CRACK!
(Another shot to Saunders!)
Ern Bishop- Um.. hiding? Cage is going to kill everyone at ringside if he has a chance, and I don't want that to be me!
CRACK!
(Down goes one security guy as they rush into the ringside area!)
CRACK!
(Down goes another!)
CRACK!
(And another!)
Jonny Catchphrase- Dear god… Someone clear a path for this man… this is getting ugly!
(Cage, screaming in rage, heads back stage…)
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
(…chairshotting a few more fans as he does so.)
Ern Bishop- Is he gone?
Jonny Catchphrase- Yeah. He is. Well.. um… were supposed to have a second fall to this, but none of the finalists are exactly in a position to wrestle. I just got told we're taking a couple minutes break, and then we'll be right back with the Triple Threat to determine the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!
sns is ready!
[In the locker room of the SSW Tag Team Champions, Shaken Not Stirred James and Isaac are about set for this their biggest opportunity to date.]
[Both are dressed for action in black trunks with 'SNS' on the reverse in the colo9urs of the Union Jack, black boots, knee pads and elbow pads. Both wear black 'SSW' t-shirts.]
I Spy - So promise me your not going to do that stuff with Wendy, spanking her ass and licking her feet.
[James nods.]
I Spy - And we are going to teach the Timebombs a lesson. No one fucks with us.
J20 - Except the Valets.
[James smirks.]
I Spy - And when we're done with the Timebombs then we take the WWA World Tag Titles from Twister and Wendy.
J20 - Dude this isn't an elimination match. It's single fall.
[Isaac slaps himself on the head.]
I Spy - That ruins everything.
J20 - Not really, just means after we've murdered the Tic-Tic's we win anyway.
[Isaac shrugs as we cut elsewhere.]
triple threat
wwa #1 contenders
matt saunders (ssw) vs. micheal lennox (w3) vs. Ryan corey (awa)
(We're back to the ring, where Lennox, Corey, and Saunders are all up, and shaking their heads.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… looks like we got everyone in some semblance of order..
Ern Bishop- They carried Taverna and Easton away…
Jonny Catchphrase- And fired a tranquilizer dart at Cage or something.
Ern Bishop- That's not funny!
Jonny Catchphrase- Okay… well, we're ready to go with fall number two!
DING DING DING!
(The bell rings to start the match when Saunders connects with a boot to the midsection of Lennox.)
Ern Bishop- DO we have to watch this?
(Saunders grabs Lennox and whips him into the far corner and goes for a back drop but Lennox counters with a swinging neckbreaker.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Hey… I would have stuck around for Taverna, Easton, and Cage.
(Lennox goes for the cover.)
Ern Bishop- Its over! Yay!
ONE!
TWO!
BROKEN UP!
(Corey breaks the cover.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Its going to be harder for you to pick up a pinfall here… theres no one to stop anyone from breaking up a pin.
(Corey pulls Lennox up and connects with a european forearm before whipping him into the ropes.)
Ern Bishop- Oh well… I might as well be chipper, and call this like the good little announcer I am… right?
(Corey goes for a clothesline but Lennox ducks under and floats over into a DDT.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Right.
(Lennox goes for the cover.)
Ern Bishop- Okay… fine… LENNOX MAY HAVE IT RIGHT HERE!
ONE!
TWO!
BROKEN UP!
(Saunders breaks it up with a low dropkick to Lennox's head.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Close call, but you gotta take both men out if you plan to win this!
(Saunders grabs a front face lock on Corey and lifts him up for a vertical suplex but Corey reverses the suplex and takes Saunders over.)
Ern Bishop- Corey relying on some inner strength to get that one off.
(Lennox climbs up to the top turnbuckle and waits for Corey to turn around before Lennox leaps off with a flying clothesline.)
POP!
Jonny Catchphrase- What a move by Lennox!
(Lennox gets up and then spun round by Saunders and planted with a spinning spine buster ala Arn Anderson.)
Ern Bishop- What a move by Saunders!
(Saunders covers Lennox.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Get that edge of sarcasm out of your voice!
ONE!
TWO!
BROKEN UP!
(Corey dives at Saunders catching him with a double ax handle to the back, breaking up the count.)
Ern Bishop- This is going to go on forever!
(Corey lifts Saunders up and bashes him on the head with a forearm.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, lighten up… the actions good!
(Saunders returns fire with an elbow smash to the face.)
Ern Bishop- Saunders and Corey starting to slug it out here.
(Corey with another forearm, Saunders with another elbow, they continue to trade head shots until Corey landed a 1-2 combination of a European Uppercut and Spinning Back Elbow to Saunders head that staggers him.)
Jonny Catchphrase- What a combo by the Nightbringer!
(Corey turns away and gets caught with a Belly-to-Belly suplex from Lennox.)
Ern Bishop- But Corey forgot about Lennox!
(As Lennox gets up Saunders runs up behind him and grabs a waistlock.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Jeebus… no one is too quick to get out of this match, are they?
(GERMAN SUPLEX, he rolls with it, lets go of the waistlock and chickenwings Lennox's arms and takes him over with a TIGER SUPLEX with a bridge.)
Ern Bishop- He could have him here!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
(Corey drops an elbow across Saunders exposed midsection and then another across his chest.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Lennox kicks out, but Corey is right back on top of things!
(Lennox pulls himself up with the ropes and just as he's about to get up, Corey rushes him and clotheslines Lennox over the top rope and ends up going over with him.)
Ern Bishop- Oh… this is going to the outside!
(Corey and Lennox begin to fight on the outside with Saunders still in the ring.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Corey and Lennox are outside… if Saunders plays this right, he could be in the catbird seat.
(Corey whips Lennox to the guard railing, Lennox reverse this and Corey counters that and tries to take Lennox's head off with a short-arm clothesline, but Lennox ducked and went behind Corey.)
Ern Bishop- That's such a lame phrase…
(Corey elbowed him in the head, once, twice and Lennox lets him go.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Corey gettting out of a bad situation there.
(Corey turns and chops Lennox, Lennox returns with one of his own.)
Ern Bishop- Exchanging blows, those two are.
(Meanwhile in the ring Saunders has climbed the ropes and takes flight a corkscrew plancha landing on both Lennox and Corey on the floor. Saunders rolls back in and showboats a little as Lennox rolls in and followed shortly by Corey.)
Jonny Catchphrase- Well, were heading bck into the ring.
(Saunders grabs Lennox and puts him over his shoulders. Saunders looks for the Agony of Defeat but Lennox kicks his way off and shoves Saunders into a superkick from Corey. Corey and Lennox look to each other before they climb up to opposing turnbuckles and leap off with tandem elbow drops. Both of them go for the cover.]
Ern Bishop- Oh, like this is going to work…
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Corey is up first and hits Lennox first with a running elbow before throwing him into the near corner and firing away with a vicious chop. Lennox comes back with a chop of his own. Both continue to trade chops when Saunders comes out of nowhere and clotheslines both guys to the mat.)
Ern Bishop- Well that double team broke up…
Jonny Catchphrase- And Saunders capitalized on it.
(Lennox rolls out to the ring apron and Saunders picks up Corey. He tries again for the Agony of Defeat, Corey escapes and pushes Saunders from behind into the ropes just as Lennox got up. Saunders' head banged against Lennox's before Corey took Saunders over with a rolling back cradle. Corey kept rolling with so that both ended up on their feet with Corey having Saunders in a rear waistlock, Corey took Saunders over with a German Suplex, no bridge, all impact.)
Ern Bishop- Double head knocker!
Jonny Catchphrase- But it's a rollover… into an agonizing German Suplex! Saunders' back has to be burning after that!
(Lennox who had been sent reeling to the floor rolls back in and is met by Corey with an elbow drop. Saunders joins the fight again and helps Corey with pummeling Lennox. They sent him to the far corner, Corey whipped Saunders into the corner and Saunders crashed into Lennox with a Stinger Splash. Saunders moved out of the way just before Corey came charging in with a clothesline into the corner.)
Ern Bishop- Another double team here…
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… that's a great idea, because it takes one guy out, and you two can fight amongs yourselves.
Ern Bishop- It can backfire, though.
(Corey and Saunders continue to pummel away on Lennox when they whip him into the ropes for a double back drop but Lennox holds on to the ropes and kicks Corey in the head. Saunders comes up and goes for a clothesline but Lennox ducks under and boots Saunders in the midsection. Lennox tries for a Bayou Stunner... Corey took aim... Saunders broke away from Lennox... Corey blasted Lennox right on the chin with a SUPERKICK that sent him reeling over the top rope.)
Ern Bishop- There goes Lennox!
[Saunders is up...]
[Corey turns...]
[AGONY OF DEFEAT!!!]
Jonny Catchphrase- AGONY OF DEFEAT.. and LENNOX IS ON THE OUTSIDE!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Jonny Catchphrase- HEEEEEEE GOT HIM!
Talula Belle- HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER… MATT SAUNDERS!
Ern Bishop- What a match!!!
Jonny Catchphrase- What a great match! A hard fought victory, but Saunders gets the win!
Ern Bishop- Well, great… Saunders is the number one contender… can't get much better than this!
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… he's earned it… that was a hellacious match, and finally, Saunders pulled it out!
Ern Bishop- So whats next!
Jonny Catchphrase- I believe the WhirlyBirdz are taking on Shaken Not Sirred and the Timebombs!
Ern Bishop- Oh… more cluster f*cks!
Jonny Catchphrase- I guess you could say that… stick around!
birdz are ready too!
(The shot cuts back to the WhirlyBirdz locker room. Wendy is looking pretty nervous, and Twister is trying to calm her… Dan walks in)
Dan Pollaski- SHOW TIME!
Terrence Thompson- He won?
Dan Pollaski- Yeah…
Terrence Thompson- HA! Five bucks!
Dan Pollaski- Dammit, Cage! Anyways… I meant you guys are up next.
(Wendy stands up)
Wendy Briese- Lets do this.
Dan Pollaski- Remember… its one fall… so just find a way to get Shaken Not Stirred out of the ring…
Terrence Thompson- Aight… lets go!
Jonny Catchphrase- Well… the Birdz are ready… Shaken Not Stirred is ready… we're ready too!
Ern Bishop- Okay… lets go to the ring!
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