[After the opening of Explosion, we hear "OH YOU DIDN'T KNOW?!" to a huge pop. "YOUR ASS BETTAH CALL SOMEBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" follows as "The Roaddog" Jesse James Armstrong comes out from the back. Right behind him were the new World Tag Team champions, Scott & Steve Armstrong. Trailing behind them was a battered and bruised "World's Most Dangerous Man" Ken Shamrock, and he looked to be in a foul mood. The Roaddog grabs the mic.]
JJA: WASSUP, CHI-TOWN?! [Huge crowd pop.] It's me, it's me, it's that D-O-Double G! And me and my boys are here because lately we've been having some troubles with those bee-yatches, the Extremists!
KS: Extremists, you guys think you're real tough, don't you?! It's easy to take me out when four of you punks attack me from behind, isn't it? It's real easy to take any of us down like you've been doing to all of us! Well, why don't you try to take us out head on, straight up?!
StA: Yeah, your little antics didn't help you much last week, now did it, Ace? Devon?
JJA: Here's what we're gonna do, punkasses. The four of us vs. the four of you, elimination rules!
VOICE FROM BACK: Well that will be kinda hard, considering there's five of us!
[The crowd boos as Lance Storm walks out from the back to a huge round of boos. Following behind him are "Wonderkid" Jonny Storm, Ace Darling, Devon Storm, and the newest member of the Extremists, Rhino. Dawn Marie stands next to Lance.]
LS: That was a nice little swerve we pulled last week, wasn't it? I mean, you fools fell for it hook, line, and sinker! We already ran your dopey brother Brad out of Great Lakes Wrestling; when are you dumbasses going to follow suit and do the same? It's only going to get you boys hurt.
KS: If you think you got what it takes, why don't you step up to the plate?! [Crowd cheers.]
LS: Pipe down, sparky. We're not interested in your stupid ass. What we want, is those World Tag Team Titles.
AD: We beat the piss out of Scotty and Stevie at Slam Masters, fairly and squarely I might add, and how do they get rewarded, Devon?
DS: They get a tag title shot the next night! How unfair is that?!
AD: Extremely unfair, no pun intended. Not only that, but we won you assholes the f'n belts!
ScA: You guys want these belt?
StA: COME AND GET THEM!
[Ace Darling & Devon Storm rush the ring and the match is on.]
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Ryan Niemiller, 04-07-2001