Dan: Fans, we've just been informed that something is going on back in the locker room! Dan: How did Frankie Sarracco get out of the locker room?! Security guard: (yelling down the hall) Hey you with the mop, come here and clean this up! Dan: THAT'S JOE BANNO!!! Is this his new job?!! Dan: What is he doing?!! Dan: The Firm just got ambushed!! They're getting destroyed in there! Dan: Let's get some security in there! Dan: I can't believe what just happened! Dima: That's what happens when you have stupid security guards! (DING DING DING) Andy Burton: The following contest, is a tag team contest, and it is scheduled for one fall! First....... ("Fight The Power" by Public Enemy blast throughout the arena.) Andy: About to enter the ring, being accompanied to the ring by their manager DJ Slam, as well as The Shogun of Harlem and Martin X, from Lagos Nigeria, weighing at a total combined weight of 570 pounds, here are Nelson and Muffasa Bukola, THE NUBIAN WARRIORS! Dan: And here comes all the members of Black Power as Martin X, DJ Slam, and The Shogun of Harlem lead the way to the ring for The Nubian Warriors! Nelson waving that Nigerian flag in the air as this capacity crowd boos loudly for the members of Black Power! Dima: They are stupid Americans! Nobody cares about what they think! Dan: Black Power in full force for this match! And now they are all climbing into the ring. They raise their fist in the air with defiance and... All 5 men: BLACK POWER! Dan: This hasn't been a good night for the members of Black Power thus far. Martin X lost to Johnny Smith eariler on tonight! And then they thought that they were getting a new member in Ebola Zaire! But he easily laid Martin X out! Dima: Ebola taking the coward way out, by hitting a man from behind! Andy: And their opponents, they are both from Los Angeles California, weighing at at total combined weight of 630 pounds, here are ICE COLD, AND MICHAEL "PRIMETIME" FULTON! Dan: And here comes Ice Cold and Primetime! They are running towards the ring and now they are in the ring and they are hammering away on all the members of Black Power! Michael Fulton is beating on Martin X, and now he takes him and throws him through the ropes! Ice Cold has DJ Slam and The Shogun of Harlem and he makes them butt heads! Now he tosses them through the ropes as well! Now they are both hammering away on The Nubian Warriors! Ice Cold and Fulton take them and Irish Whip them and The Nubian Warriors crashing into each other! Fulton taking Nelson and sends him through the ropes, and Ice Cold takes Muffasa and sends him through the ropes as well! And this capacity crowd is on their feet as Ice Cold and Michael Fulton have cleared the ring! Dima: I guess Black Power doesn't have any power at all! They could have never done that to DIMA! Dan: Nelson crawling back into the ring now and Ice Cold steps out and this match is underway! Michael Fulton hammering away on Nelson Bukola! He sends him to the ropes and FOREARM SMASH BY FULTON! Fulton with the cover.........one.................two................. kickout by Nelson! Fulton picking him up off the mat and now he's banging his head against the ring apron as the crowd counts along.... ..one......two......three......four......five......six.....seven...... eight......nine......TEN! And Nelson is dizzy and he falls down! Dima: I'm surprised these Americans know how to count that high! Dan: Michael tagging in Ice Cold and Cold coming in and he picks Nelson up and he nails him with a roundhouse right! Ice Cold now lifting him up! Look at the power of Ice Cold as he holds Nelson Bukola up in the air! And Ice Cold with a beautful vertical suplex on Nelson! Cold with the count.........one....................two....... ...............NO! Nelson able to kick out! Cold now grabbing Nelson and he throws him right into his own corner! Nelson making the tag to Muffasa and I'm not so sure that was a smart move by Ice Cold! Dima: Ice Cold wants to prove he can be powerful! But no one can be as powerful as us RUSSIANS! Dan: Muffasa Bukola coming into the ring now! Look at the size of this two men! Both of them are 350 pounds with Muffasa with a one inch advantage over Ice Cold! Ice Cold and Muffasa Bukola locking up and Muffasa with the advantage. Muffasa backing Ice Cold into the corner and he knees him into the midsection. And a chop to the chest of Ice Cold! And another one! And another one! And Ice Cold returns the favor with a chop to Muffasa! And another one! And another one! Ice Cold grabbing the big man and REVERSE NECKBREAKER BY ICE COLD! Dima: That move was ok! However, DIMA could have done it much better! Dan: Ice Cold now trying to pick Muffasa up but MUFFASA NAILS HIM IN THE GROIN! Ice Cold bending over in pain. A thrust kick to the head of Ice Cold sends the big man to the mat! Michael Fulton badly wanting to get into the ring! Muffasa now picks the big man up and BODY SLAMS him to the mat! Muffasa with the cover.............one.... ........two...............NO! Ice Cold able to kick out! Muffasa now has Ice Cold in the corner and now he's choking him! Ramon making the count........one......two......three......four and Muffasa releases the choke. Muffasa now picks him up and PILEDRIVER to the mat! Ice Cold is hurt! Dima: The poor little American can't take any pain! How pathetic! Dan: Muffasa with the tag to Nelson and now Nelson is stomping away on the chest of Ice Cold! Nelson grabbing the big man and a knee to the stomach. Nelson now taking him and he drives his head to the mat. Nelson with the cover.................one.................two Ice Cold able to kick out again! Nelson now rolling Ice Cold to the center of the ring. He's climbing up to the top ropes! And here comes Nelson and NO! Ice Cold able to move out of the way and Nelson Bukola is hurt! Dima: The dumb American was just lucky! Dan: Now all he has to do is just make the tag. Nelson crawling over to his corner as Ice Cold is crawling over to Michael Fulton. Nelson makes the tag to Muffasa and here comes the big man and ICE COLD MAKES THE TAG! Michael Fulton hits the ring and Muffasa throws the punch, but Fulton blocks it. Fulton with a left, and a right and he bounces to the ropes and hits big Muffasa with a forearm smash! Muffasa is stumbling and now Fulton backing up. He charges towards the big man and NAILS HIM WITH A SUPERKICK! Muffasa Bukola is down and now Fulton with the cover................one.............. two............... Three! NO! Muffasa barely able to get the right shoulder up! Dima: This Fulton isn't as pathetic as he looks! Dan: Nelson Bukola hitting the ring now and Fulton is up and he nails Nelson with a forearm smash, sending Nelson flying over the top ropes! Fulton now picking up the big Muffasa and BODY SLAMS him to the mat! Fulton with the cover.................one................ two................... Muffasa kicks out again! Fulton setting him up and SWINGING NECKBREAKER by Michael Fulton! It might be over! Wait a minute! DJ Slam is on the aporn! Martin X just pulled Ice Cold off the apron and now the two are brawling. Referee Ramon De La Cerveza trying to get Slam off the apron. Fulton is picking Muffasa up! The Shogun of Harlem hits the ring and now he's measuring Fulton up and THE SHO NUFF! The Shogun of Harlem nails Michael Fulton from behind with that deadly Sho Nuff kick! Muffasa Bukola falls right on top of Fulton as The Shogun crawls out of the ring. Ramon turns around and makes the count.....................one.................two.......... THREE! The Nubian Warriors win the match! (DING DING DING) Andy: The winners of the match, in the time of 11 minutes and 35 seconds The Nubian Warriors! Dan: And The Nubian Warriors crawling out of the ring as Ice Cold goes to attend to his partner Michael Fulton. Ice Cold helping Fulton up and WAIT A MINUTE! ICE COLD JUST CLOTHESLINED MICHAEL FULTON! What in the world is going on here! Ice Cold now picking up Fulton and AN OVER-THE-SHOULDER STOMACHBREAKER by Ice Cold! Why is he doing this? Dima: I do not know. Maybe Fulton said something about his ugly American mother! Dan: Ice Cold now picking Fulton up and THE COOL AS ICE! The members of Black Power are all hitting the ring and Ice Cold looks as if he's going to attack them as well! Wait a minute, Ice Cold now lifting his fist up and OH GOD NO! Ice Cold: BLACK POWER! Dan: I cannot believe what I am seeing! The members of Black Power are all lifting their fist up in the air as well....... All 6 men: Black Power! Dan: This is unbelieveable! Ice Cold has joined Black Power! I don't believe this! Why would he do something like this? What about all the fans! The crowd is booing loudly now and now Muffasa Bukola is picking up Michael Fulton! This is terrible! Nelson Bukola climbing up to the top ropes and THE MOTHER LAND! The Nubian Warriors nail Fulton with the Mother Land! And now Martin X spits in the face of Fulton and throws him out of the ring! Talk about insult to injury! Dima: The puny Ice Cold has gone back to his old ways! Dan: Martin X now grabbing the microphone and lets see what they have to say. Martin X: Yeah Boston! Look at that punk Michael Fulton! On the floor KNOCKED OUT! I told you that the Black Man was NUMBER 1! Well it wasn't a good night for us to begin with. Johnny Smith cheated to beat me! Yall seen how he pulled the tights! But the racist AICW officaiting didn't see it like that! Then I offered that Ebola punk a chance to be in the greatest stable in the AICW history and like the WHITE BOY that he is, he attacked me! DJ Slam: Word Up Ebola! You sold out to the white man chump! Martin X: But then, my Nubian Warriors! I knew I could count on you guys! The Nubian Warriors gave Michael Fulton the beating of his life! And then my brother, ICE COLD, gives Fulton another beating and joins Black Power! Cold, my man! What made you finally do it? (Ice Cold takes the mic from Martin X as the entire arena stands on their feet booing loudly.) Ice Cold: Why don't y'all SHUT UP! Don't y'all see a brotha tryin' talk? You know, I've been in the AICW since tha beginning! I work my black butt off day in and day out! Tryin' to please the fans! Tryin' to please the AICW! Tryin' to please everybody! I get THREE title shots! A Television Title Shot! A World Title Shot! And an International Title Shot! And in each and every title shot, I get JERKED by The White Man! And frankly, I'M SICK OF THIS CRAP! So for now on SCREW THE FANS! Screw the AICW! Cause it's all about THE BLACK MAN BABY! WHAT UP WIT DAT? (The crowd continues to boo loudly) Ice Cold: Tom Corson, you complained about me fighting for the fans? Well, you right punk! The fans don't mean a thang to a brotha like Ice Cold no more! But don't think you gettin' off that easy! You tried to take me out chump! And where I'm from, when you try to take someone out, then it's time for a 187 with my gat in yo' mouth fool! And Fulton? You wanna piece of the ICE COLD? Don't sing it chump! BRING IT! 'Cause Ice Cold's down with a new WHOLE COLD CLIQUE! And their names are all BLACK POWER! Word Up! Martin X: Now Black Power is stronger than ever! And it's time that I get what's mine! The AICW World Championship! Saint, I'm sick and tired of this Holy Crap that you be preaching! Cause first of all GOD IS A BLACK MAN! I mean, think about it! If you read the bible, all it is is a blank WHITE page! That is until you add the BLACK LETTERS! So you wanna preach your Gospel you WHITE DEVIL? Step into the ring with THE BLACK MAN, and I'll baptize you in the name of my fist knocking you upside yo' head! DJ Slam: Preach on baby, preach on! Martin X: And Ebola? You tired to play the black man! And for that, you're in serious trouble! My man Shogun said that he wasn't very happy with what you did! And he's going to take care of you real good baby! Shogun of Harlem: CAUSE I AM THE SHOGUN OF HARLEM AND I AM THE MASTER! DJ Slam: Black Power forever chumps! (The 6 men all raise their fist in the air with defiance.) All 6 men: BLACK POWER! Dan: This is disgusting! The members of Black Power are leaving the ring as we try and get some medical attention for Michael Fulton. I don't understand why Ice Cold would do a thing like this! He was such a nice guy and all. Anyway, standing by we have Cesar Colon! Cesar Colon: Thank you Dan! (clears throat) Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time refer to theirselves as "The Most Perfect Tag Team" in wrestling. Here are LANCE AND MAX STUDD, THE PERFECTLY PERFECT DUO! ("More Human Than Human" pumps the Fleet Center as the crowd jumps to their feet. A clear spotlight shows where the wrestlers entrance is as Sensuous Samantha steps out from behind the curtain. She's wearing a black leather skirt with a small white chained belt around her waist. She also has on a light green and orange top that ties around her neck and around her back. She also has on light green pump shoes. She has her hair down in curls on her shoulders. After she starts walking a little Lance and Max Studd then step out and the crowd goes BALLISTIC. They're both dressed in their wrestling attire and have their AICW tag team titles slung over their shoulders. Sensuous Samantha smiles and walks down the aisle dodging the fans as Lance and Max do the same. Sensuous Samantha climbs on the apron as Cesar Colon holds the ropes open for her and she steps in and twirls around in the ring. Lance and Max step in after her and green and yellow fireworks shoot up from the ring posts as they hold their AICW tag team titles up high in the air for the fans. Sensuous Samantha smiles and walks over to Cesar where he takes her hand and kisses it. The music dies out.) Cesar: Welcome, Lance, Max! Hi Samantha! That outfit is soooooooo FLY! You work it girl! Sensuous Samantha: Oh Cesar, stop making me blush! You've got it going on and we all know that! Cesar: Well, fellas, you've been the champs for a little more than a month now, and you have been on a tear, beating the former champs, The Nubian Warriors not once, but TWICE! How did it feel when you were able to beat them and get Samantha back? Lance Studd: HOW DID IT FEEL? HOW DID IT FEEL? (smiles) It felt PERFECT! You know, when Sensuous Samantha was gone, it was like a part of us was missing, but now that she's back we're looking better than ever, and so is she! Nubian Warriors are out of the picture and we're right here in the picture. We're the reigning tag team champions and they're just the past, while we're the PRESENT and the FUTURE. I can't seem to find more words to describe us, since of course we are today's best tag team in the world! But, yes, it does feel the greatest to be tag team champions of American Internet Championship Wrestling! Max Studd: EXACTLY! We're still celebrating having yet another win over the NUBIAN WARRIORS and winning Sensuous Samantha back! After the poor dear was held captive by those punks it was the least we could do. But, we're still waiting for the good ole' guys known as the Nubian Warriors to try and give us a "run for our money." Dream on guys. We've got more money than your mama makes in one night sporting the streets of BROOKLYN, NEW YORK. We know how to win, while you guys know how to run and hide! Cesar: You guys also have big fans in Pretty Boy Troy! As a matter of fact, he wants you to join his stable. Do you think you will be becoming a part of "The Enterprise?" Sensuous Samantha: Cesaaaaar, we all know that everyone wants me! But, only a few can have me. Do you want me? (Cesar looks a little tense and loosens his tie a little bit.) Cesar: Umm..yes. Yes Miss Samantha, I do want you! But, I asked you a little question... Sensuous Samantha: Question? Who cares about a question? How bad do you want me? (smiles) Cesar: I uhh...I umm...I guess you could say that I wanted you bad! YEAH! REALLY, REALLY BAD! I want you worse than I want great hair! Sensuous Samantha: (smiling at Cesar and playing with his tie) Well, sheesh...I guess you could say that you must really want me! Here... let's let PPD talk while me and you have a little discussion, 'kay? (Samantha smiles and takes the microphone from Cesar. She then tosses it to Lance as he catches it and she takes Cesar to the side and starts playing with his hair.) Lance Studd: Lemme see here, while Sam is all busy and stuff, for the millionith time I will say that as good as we are, we would CONSIDER being in the ENTERPRISE. I mean, this pretty boy guy has gotta do some heavy begging before we consider anything, and well he's almost there, I guess! Max Studd: MY POINT EXACTLY! We think so much alike that we know how to handle this guy. So, "PRETTY BOY" if you REALLY want us in your damn stable then on the next WAR or HEAT, you're going to have to come down here, get down on your knees and beg for us! If you don't then toodles to you. We're doing fine and dandy without you, but we'd love to have you! If you wanna accept this little offer, then go right ahead. We'll be waiting. (Cesar walks over and takes the microphone from Max. Sensuous Samantha follows him and puts her arms around his neck and smiles. He breathes heavily and begins to speak.) Cesar: (blushing and talking swiftly) Finally, you have your opponents for tonight, THE PAIN CONNECTION! These guys are UNDEFEATED in their short AICW career and now they are getting a shot at the AICW World Titles! They have that crazy Danny Moore and that very mean Steven Dunne, plus the entire Demonweb! How do you plan on beating this unpredictable opponent? Lance Studd: THE DEMONWEB? What kinda name is that? Well, we're certainly not worried about no damn DEMONWEB. I mean, we took out BLACK POWER, didn't we? That's the last thing on our mind. But, the fact of the matter is that these LOSERS are trying to go for our belts! Well, let me remind you guys, that we're not giving these belts up to no PAIN CONNECTION. We're the PPD, not some kind of loser tag team that you can throw around like Money and Power was. We've beaten some of the best here in the AICW. Sure, we haven't beat the PAIN CONNECTION . . . YET! But, tonight...later tonight, these guys are going to see what we mean. They're going to see the fierce anger in our eyes at keeping the AICW tag team titles. And, you know what else they're going to see? They're going to see us raising up the AICW tag team championships after we PIN their sorry asses to the canvas after they are PERFECTLY PERFECT EXECUTED!!! (Crowd cheers.) Max Studd: Aaaah yes...they will be PERFECTLY PERFECT EXECUTED and we will walk out the way that we walked in the BOSTON FLEET CENTER. As the AICW tag team champions! Ya know, we both have something in common. What's that? Well, we've BOTH beaten GANGSTAS AND PRANKSTAS! That's it. And, now that it's tied even the Perfectly Perfect Duo are going to break that tie when we step into the ring and take you LOSERS out so we can go back to New York City get us our usual hotel room in the Plaza Hotel, break out the wine and celebrate YET another win over YET another damn tag team here in the AICW! Now, we're done talking the talk, and we're ready to go to the back and talk strategy! Let's wrap this damn thing up! Cesar: Thank you uh, Lance and Max. Sensuous Samantha, will I be seeing you AFTER the show? (Cesar carefully covers his wedding ring with one hand) Sensuous Samantha: (blows a kiss at Cesar) You bet! Who cares if you're already married? Mrs. Colon I'm more woman than you'll EVER know of, and you honey is coming home with me tonight! You're so welcome, Cesar for the great time. See ya later, AICW! Cesar: (swallowing hard) Well good luck in your match! PPD everybody! Back to you Dan! (getting down on knees) HONEY! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! I..uh..I umm..I didn't mean a word of it! HONESTLY!