Doug: We're back!!!
Rick: Woh, what a card we have here tonight...
Doug: SG2!! SG2!!
Rick: Marin has brought together an alliance that is stronger than ever!! Summer Games is going to be the pinnacle in alliance competition from here on out.. Every other major alliance is going to have to play catchup to the ratings SG2 is going to generate..
Doug: Who cares about the ratings, look at the entertainment level!! Its above the roof!!
Rick: Well, if we were down the street in the Skydome, the roof would be blown open from the noise level here in the Air Canada Center!!
Doug: Well its going to get even louder, because right now, WWW is taking on IWX!!!
Rick: YEAH!!!
WFWA
Summer Games Preliminary Matchup
World Wide
Wrestling .vs. Iowa Wrestling Xpress
Team WWW
Chilli
Zulias
Ulfric
Xavier
.VS.
Team IWX
Captain
Conservatism
Chris Saint
Bobby Alvarez
Crippler
[Smoke
begins to pour down the entrance ramp as the heavy guitar
laden opening rift of “Time does not heal” by Dark
Angel blares from the house
PA system. The lights dim, and as a blue glow emenates from
somewhere deep
inside the for, the haunting cords give way to equally chilling
words.]
“It’s always darkest before it goes completely black
I’m older now so I should know, you can never look back
But the scars of childhood memories dominate my head
The inner pain I’ve vowed to keep until the day I’m
dead”
A dark shadow can be seen through the fogs thick blue haze.
“You can’t see, the life I was forced to lead
What it’s like to die daily
You can’t feel, the thoughts I’ve learned to steal
Survivals my reality”
A series of blue Pyro erupts in front of the entrance as Ulfric
steps through
the fog, his long blue/black hair hanging lose in his face, he is
wearing a pair
of frayed blue jeans, a black Dark Angel t-shirt, and motercycle
boots with
“Lucifer” his black barbed wire wrapped baseball bat
strung over his left
shoulder like a guitar and the WWW US title around his waist.
“When I was young I lived in fear
The hands of doom forever drawing near
I wonder how I earned to perservere
As time advanced deceit was my life’s truth
Spurred on by the peace I never knew”
He pauses midway down the ramp to remove his t-shirt which he
throws into the
crowd before raising the bat in one hand and the belt in the
other and banging
his head in time to the music. Ulfric drops both the belt and the
bat and
quickly runs down to the ring]
Doug: Woh Rick, the first member of Team WWW, Ulfric is ready to rumble!!
Rick: Here comes the rest of his team..
‘We
are the Champions’, by Queen hits the PA system, and blue,
green, and red lights start streaming all around the entranceway
to the ringside area.
Doug: And the WWW team is coming out together to the theme of
Wednesday Night Chaos!
Rick: Don’t these guys know that if they win they’ll
have to go at each other?!?
Leading the pack is WWW Intercontinental champion, Zulias,
wearing his trenchcoat to ring, both men focused on the ring,
taking their solemn steps one by one, in sync with each other.
Following is Xavier, wearing a trenchcoat of his own, with blue
sigils instead of green lacing the outside of it, and then
finally Ulfric, taking the same deliberate steps as the other
four.
Doug: All four of these men with a business style approach to the
ring, ready to represent their team.
Rick: They really are showing why they’re the
bookkeeper’s favorites going into this matchup, look at the
intensity on their faces.
The four men all get into the ring simultaniously, Zulias and
Xavier leaping the top rope with somersaults. Each man takes a
turnbuckle and raises a hand to the crowd, and then rotate, so
that each man hits all four corners, before they turn and await
their opponents.
Doug: Finally here comes the WWW Champion!!!
{Its
Just One of Those Days}
[The light go black and a single white light peirces the
darkness. In the
midst of the beacon of light stands Chilli casting a long shadow
towards the
ring. 'Break Stuff' plays on as Chilli aproaches the ring]
{Its all about the he says, she says, bullshit}
{I think you better quit, lettin' shit slip, or youll be leaving
with a fat
lip}
{Its all about the he says, she says, bullshit}
{I think you better quit talking that shit, punk}
{So come and get it}
[Chilli continues to slowly walk towards the ring, sweat rolling
from his
every pore, muscles ready to explode into action, an icy stare
from those
crystal blue eyes]
{Its all about the he says, she says, bullshit}
{I think you better quit, lettin' shit slip, or youll be leaving
with a fat
lip}
{Its all about the he says, she says, bullshit}
{I think you better quit talking that shit, punk}
{So come and get it}
[Chilli climbs into the ring and paces back and forth, from
corner to corner
like a caged lion. The brilliant white light dies as the house
lights slowly
rise to illuminate the arena]
Rick: WWW is ready, now lets bring out there opponents!!!
Doug: Well, here comes team IWX!!! The IWX theme begins to play, as Chris Saint, Crippler, and Bobby Alvarez make there way to the ring.
Rick: Alvarez and Crippler have worked with eachother before, so expect them to work as a well oiled unit.
Doug: True.. Hey!! Wheres the other guy??
Rick: Who?
Doug: That captian dude...
Rick: Well I don't know, but the rest of his team is getting into the ring getting ready, and team WWW looks like there about to blow the roof off this place..
[Captain Conservatism, a lean, clean cut man in his early thirties, emerges from behind the entrance curtain, waving the navy blue white and red flag of Iowa proudly. He has short light brown hair and is dressed plainly in just wrestling trunks, boots and wristbands, all in navy blue. Under one arm he holds another flagpole, but the flag attached to it is rolled up. No entrance music plays as the Captain makes his way down the aisle waving the flag of Iowa. He climbs into the ring and sets the rolled up flag in one corner, still waving the flag of Iowa. He slaps the backs of some of his team mates and shakes hands with ohers, before smiling at the ring announcer and making a gesture to request the use of the announcer's microphone. The announcer looks a little unsure, before reluctantly complying with the Captain' wish...]
CAPTAIN (into the microphone): No entrance music for me, folks, cause I'm a REAL MAN and REAL MEN don 't need entrance themes! This ain't MT frickin' V, this is supposed to wrestling!!!! Christ, I ain't come out here tonight to dance to music with the rest of WFWA, I've come out here to kick the rest of the WFWA's sorry asses!!!!
[The Captain gets a good reaction from the more rough and ready types in the audience]
CAPTAIN: Oh, and in case you people are wondering who I am............................Toronto, Canada..........................THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING!!!!!!! Oh, and talking of me being here in Canada.......
[The Captain reaches down into his wrestling trunks!!!..................and pulls out, of all things his passport, which he raises above his head for all to see...]
CAPTAIN (chuckling to himself): Just want you all to know I'm legal.
[The Captain's joke gets kind of a mixed reaction from the crowd....]
CAPTAIN: I thought you people would have appreciated me acknowledging your nationhood, instead of treating you like the 52nd state that y'all deep down know you are........
[Bad move......the crowd reel in shock.......a chorus of boos can't be far off.............]
CAPTAIN: No, come on now.....all jokes aside.......myself and my team mates......that would be former NeWA Hardcore CHAMPION Chris Saint, Mid-West Wrestling LEGEND Bobby Alvarez and TWO TIME former WFWA Heavyweight CHAMPION Crippler, we all represent the IWX. IWX is a wrestling federation based in Iowa-
[The Captain points to the flag of Iowa he holds in his left hand to a bewildered response from the crowd...The crowd's lack of reaction displeases the Captain....]
CAPTAIN: Man, I'm disappointed.......from what I heard, Canadians are supposed to smart people........yet judging by the silence from the stands, it's obvious you so called smart people ain't even heard of Iowa........you rocket scientists don't even know where Iowa is......
[The Captain marches over to the corner he left the rolled up flag in, puts the flag of Iowa down, and picks up the rolled up flag. Microphone still in hand, he makes his way back to the centre of the ring, untying the piece of rope which has kept the flag rolled up all this time........The Captain throws the piece of rope aside and unrolls the flag, revealing it to be the Star Spangled Banner, the flag of the United States of America!!!!!!]
CAPTAIN (waving the flag in one hand, pointing to it with the other): That's where Iowa is! THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!! The nation me and my team mates are representing tonight!!!
[The crowd errupt in fury, booing the Captain and team IWX out of the building, some even going as far as throwing bottles and cans into the ring. The Captain deflects a few of these foreign objects with his free arm, one bottle hits him in the forehead but his only reaction to this is to smile proudly....]
CAPTAIN: Let the games begin.....................
WHHHAMMMM!!!
Doug: Woh!!! Chilli just leaped out of the ring, and nailed the Cap'n with a flying cross body attack, sending the Iowa flag rolling to the floor, getting a huge pop from the crowd..
Rick: He really shut him up!!!
[Quickly, the referee sends the other men to there corners, letting Captain and Chilli attack one another. Outside, Chilli begins laying the garvin stomps to the lower back area of Cap'n. However, the Captain is quick to reach for the flag poll, and he makes good use of it, ramming into the midsection of Chilli.]
Doug: Smart move by Captain, neutralize your opponents!!
[Captain grabs Chilli and tosses him into the ring. Captain rolls under the bottom rope, but Chilli is quick to get to his feet, and he meets the entering Captain with a knee butt to the face. Captain flys back, bouncing off the ropes. Chilli continues the attack, and nails Captain with another flying knee butt. Captain stumbles back into his corner, and tags in Chris Saint. Saint lunges forward, but Chilli meets him with a shotgun kick to the stomach, into a tiger chauncey!!! Chilli is quick to head to his corner, tagging in Ulfric for the double team. Ulfric and Chilli lift Saint off the mat, and throw him to the ropes, Saint comes back, and the WWW stars hammer him with a double spinebuster!! Ulfric goes for the pin, while Chilli runs to the IWX corner, nailing Crippler, Captain, and Alvarez!!]
1...
2...
3!!!
***Chris Saint has been eliminated***
Doug: Saint is gone!!!
[The three IWX members burst into the ring, but they are met in force by team WWW, Chilli, Xavier and Zuliaz mug the three IWX members, but smart thinking by Crippler, he rolls to the outside, and pulls Ulfric out with him. Ulfric lunges at Crippler, but the two time WFWA Champion ovides the attack, and tosses Ulfric into the steel ring post... Ulfric bounces back, and Crippler executes a Aztec Suplex onto the ring floor!!!]
Rick: Oohhh!!! Crippler just put the hurt on Ulfric!!
[Crippler rolls back into the ring, while Team WWW members Zulias and Xavier help Ulfric up and back into the ring. Ulfric sort of pushes them away and rolls back into the ring. Crippler picks him up, but Ulfric reverses and pulls Crippler down into a craddle pin!!
1...
2...
Ulfric uses the ropes for leverage!!!
3!!!!
***Crippler has been eliminated!!!***
Rick: Woh!!!! CRIPPLER IS GONE???????
Doug: I don't think referee Tim White saw that!!!
Rick: Well, team IWX is in trouble, losing Saint and Crippler!!
Doug: Yeah, here comes Alvarez after Ulfric!!!
[Alvarez hits the ring, and levels Ulfric with a texas lariat. Alvarez continues the assualt, applying a front face lock to Ulfric. Ulfric lets out a growl of pain, but soon Zulias jumps in and smokes Alvarez with boot to the back. Quickly, Captain comes into the rescue and nails Zulias with a running elbow but.. Soon, all hell brakes loose, and Team WWW storms the ring and Chilli and Xavier double team Captain, and send him hard to the outside with a double dropkick. Soon, all four WWW members surrond Alvarez...]
Rick: This don't look good for Bobby!!
[Alvarez stumbles up, but he is met with a huge boot to the midsection from Chilli. Soon, Chilli sets Alvarez into a powerbomb position, but like vultures, the rest of the team come in for the kill.]
Doug: It looks like Zulias, Chilli and Ulfric are going to put Alvarez into a triple powerbomb!!!
Rick: Look Xavier is going to the top rope!!!
[All three men hoist Alvarez up into the air, while Xavier leaps off the top rope, nailing Alvarez with a guillotine leg drop!!!!]
Doug: HOLY #@%$!!! Alvarez just got annihilated!!!
Rick: Ulfric looking for the pin!!!
Doug: Yeah, look at team WWW they are protecting Ulfric's pin like a pack of wolves...
1...
2...
3!!!!
***Bobby Alvarez has been eliminated***
Doug: Only Captain Conservatism left!!!
[The Captain cautiously rolls back into the ring, but is mobbed by Team WWW. Chilli hammers him with an elbow to the back, but quickly, the referee steps in, and forces everyone but Ulfric and Cap'n to exit the ring. Ulfric and Cap'n grapple, and quickly the Captain applies a standing arm bar. Ulfric reverses, but Captain uses his technical ability, and he pulls Ulfric into a standing crossface chickenwing!!!]
Rick: Great move by Captain!! Ulfric is in pain for sure!!
[From the WWW corner, Xavier jumps in to break he hold!!
Doug: C'mon!!!
Rick: Captain is heavely outnumbered here, he's got to be sure to not let the other three WWW members distract him.
Doug: Well its kind of hard not too, when they are always attacking him.
[Captain pulls himself up off the mat, and he makes his way towards the WWW corner to attack Xavier, but from behind, Ulfric nails him with a reverse DDT!! Ulfric tags in Xavier, and quickly, X leaps in and applies a leglock. Captain wiggles in pain, but reverses the hold into a figure four!!!]
Rick: Great technical move by Cap'n!!
Doug: Fo' Sho'!!!
[Zulias jumps into the ring, and places a boot to Captain's face, breaking his hold.]
Rick: Damn it, this isn't fair...
Doug: Captain is trying to keep his cool, but he's outnumbered here.
[Captain again gets to his feet, but Xavier nails him with a facebuster. Xavier heads to the ropes, and tags in Chilli. Chilli steps in slowly, starring down Captain.. He moves swiftly, almost like a wolf stalking his prey.. Chilli grabs Captain, and applies Absolut!!! A running powerbomb into the turnbuckle!!! But Captain reverses it at the last minute, pulling Chilli into the turnbuckle head first with a frankensteiner variation!!!!]
Rick: YEAH!!!
[Captain quickly covers!!!
1...
2...
Chilli gets his legs on the ropes!!!!
Rick: Captain almost eliminated the WWW Champion!!!
Doug: How close, how close!!!
[Captain pulls Chilli back up, and applies the Full Nelson!!!!]
Doug: Captain applied his finisher!!!!
Rick: Chilli is fighting it!!
[Chilli moves towards the ropes, but Cap'n is holding his ground.. Suddenly, Chilli's head snaps back, nailing Cap'n in the head, breaking the hold!! Chilli quickly lunges for Captain's legs, pulling him up into the Tequilla Shooter!!! Captain fights it, but taps out!!!!!]
***Captain Conservatism has been eliminated.***
*Team WWW advances!!!*
Rick: Woh!!! What a finish, Captain and Chilli with a technical battle!
Doug: Great move by Chilli, Liontamer, Sharpshooter variation!!!
Rick: Captain tried to keep IWX faith, but WWW was way to much for IWX to handle.
Doug: Well, WWW advances to the final, and thats a big boost for them.. Considering they have there entire team behind them.
Rick: Yeah, well have three more events before the final, and up next is the gauntlet!!
[The camera swithces to the outside...]
Doug: Hey look at that car!!!
[A brand new BMW 718i slowly pulls into the ACC Wrestler parking lot. The silver car pulls right up front in a reserved spot, and shuts off. As the headlights go out, the driver and passenger doors swing open, as Drew Jacobs, and Craig Sinister step out and head towards the building. Jacobs turns back to the car, and sets the alarm. The loud chirp, signals the car is activated. As Jacobs turns around, he bumps into a man walking out of the building with a cigarette in his mouth.]
Jacobs: Yo' watch it.
[The mans face comes into view....Eric Dane....]
Dane: Long time Drew.
[Jacobs smirks.]
Jacobs: Whats up Eric.
[Dane holds out his hand, and Jacobs shakes it without fear, or hesitation.]
Dane: Nice car.
Jacobs: Thanks.
Dane: I bet that cost an arm and a leg.
Jacobs: Not really, I have a lot of friends.
Dane: Yeah, speaking of which, when are you heading to Detroit.
Jacobs: I don't know. Someday.
Dane: I bet.
Jacobs: I gotta go.
[Jacobs begins to walk into the Air Canada Center.]
Dane: See you around Drew...
[Jacobs under his breath...]
Jacobs: I hope not.
[Back to the ring...]
Doug: Woh!!! Eric Dane is here!!!
Rick: Yeah, and it looks like him and Jacobs had a few friendly words.
Doug: Jacobs and Dane having friendly words? Those two wouldn't have friendly words with there own mothers!!
Rick: Speaking of words, we have AAW's Platinum in the back!!
[The camera zooms in as the door opens with Platinum walking away as Kim gets her hand on Platinum's arm causing him to turn facing. His eyes lit up as he answers]
Platinum -"How can i help you kim?"
Kim- Well Platinum I'm here to ask you a few questions before your off into the rumble. Wha..... (Kim gets cut off)
Platinum- Sure no problem, now continue.
Kim- What are you thoughts on this one.
(Platinum takes the mic away from Kim gently)
Platinum- Finlly Platinum is here at Summer Games 2.(pauses) The wait, the count down is over, now just minutes left to this battle. (pauses)Well this is an easy one as anyone can my thoughts, but the only diffrence between my toughts and the thoughs for the other wrestlers is that mine will happen as there's is just another fantazy. The thing that stands in there way is the solid wall called PLAINUM. Tonight i will live up to my slogen and prove to these people that Platinum is everthing that he says he is. The making Platinum one of the favorite wrestlers world wide. Will that be all Kim (Hands the mic back to her)
Kim- Well you answered all the questions i had.
(platinum walks away as he vanashes down the hallway.
Kim- Well there you have it, what words by Platinum the AAW superstar.
[Back to the ring...]