(Screen is black. The screen then opens to a still shot. The shot is of a man standing in what looks to be an empty commons of a small town. The man is dressed in an old tunic, a pair of old brown sandals, and a 
flowery headband around his head. The man's standing in the commons and just peering out..the shot then shows several different shots of the man, we then finally fade in on him..the man..the soothsayer..then begins to speak.)

Soothsayer: Generations ago, a descendent of mine once tried to warn a certain man of power.

(Screen fades to a still shot of a man who's supposedly Julius Caesar.)

Soothsayer: But he was too stupid to listen.

(Screen then shows a different shot of a dying Caesar after he's been stabbed by his conspirators.)

Soothsayer: So now, I feel it's my turn, to warn two men, two powerful men.

(Screen the fades to a split screen. on one screen is The Artful Dodger standing in the ring holding up his 
International Championship belt. On the other screen is Double H The HeadHunter..he's got his World 
Championship belt around his waist as he's walkign out of a ring.)

Soothsayer: Two men of power, two men of destiny, one searching for a 
higher goal, a greater accomplishment, one with the goal to be the greatest of all time..and to hold on to what's 
his..but both are being watched by conspirators.

(Screen fades to a shot of Mr. Shhh and his Family standing in an SWF ring at a recent house show.)

Soothsayer: So I say to you Dodger, and to you Hunter..BEWARE..THE IDES 
OF MARCH!!

(Screen fades to black as the man starts walking out of the common and 
into the town.)

Fireworks explode outside the Scope Coliseum in Norfolk VA. As we get ready for the Ides of March PPV. 
Fans have been waiting for hours and the time grows near for the opening match. People have come from all 
over dressed in merchandise from their favorite wrestlers. Signs are seen saying "Julius Caesar" is still alive and living in Burbank with Elvis.  Equalizer is really Kaos. Where is Tom Pho? Hold a Godita for me! Who is the real CopyCat? The Mad Hatter is really sane!

Inside the coliseum the vendors are ready and the doors are opening. People are milling towards their seats and the house lights are beginning to dim.

Simon Phoenix and Night Shade Lane are in the control booth testing out the equipment.

SP: Ladies and Gentlemen W-E-L-C-O-M-E  T-O T-H-E I-D-E-S O-F M-A-R-C-H PPV! What a line up we have tonight along with several guest commentators and referee. So without delay lets get to our first guest commentator Mike Janiack and ... Dax!

NS: Who the hell are these guys?

SP: Shhh hired them how should I know.

[Camera homes in on the announcers table where Mike and Dax are getting situated]

MJ: Hello everone! Welcome to the return of the greatest form of sports
entertainment. Welcome to the return of Supream Wrestling Federation Pay Per
Views! Welcome, to the IDES OF MARCH! Yep, it's the return of me, Mike
Janiack and my best friend, as well as your's... Dax "The Beast" Lemming!

DL: Hidy ho, and I have to say, it's great to be back!

MJ: As I mentioned earlier, this is the return of SWF PPV, and it's going to
be a blast! So, without any further hesitation, let's get to the action....

[Former SWF announcer Mr. Prefect walks down to the ringside area. He is
holding a baseball bat, and is glaring at Mike Janiack.]

DL: Uh oh, what the hell is he doing here?

[Mr. Prefect takes a seat next to Dax and points the bat at Mike.]

MP: Janiack, if you don't move your fat ass out of that seat in two seconds,
I will shove this bat so far down your throat your best friends dog'll feel
it!

MJ: O... o ... ok.

[Mike slowly gets out of his seat, and runs up the aisle.]

DL: Uh... hello Mr. Prefect, sir. That's a mighty nice bat you got there.

MP: Shut up, Beast, I'm here to call the action. Mr. Shhh wanted me to get
Janiack out of here the quickest way possible, that freak probably moistened
himself. Now then, you got the line-up... who's first?

DL: Well... let's go to the announcer and find out!

This contest is scheduled for one fall.

["Black Fathom 4" by Kansas blares as the lights dim and a fog seems to cover the floor. Silver lasers begin to shoot out from behind the platform in a spiral pattern as Black Fathom IV steps up on the entrance ramp. The crowding is beginning to pop as the see Black Fathom emerge.]

Introducing first...
From Kill Devil Hill, NC...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Black Fathom IV

[Black Fathom IV walks proudly to the ring to the cheers of the crowd as he enters the ring the crowd is still cheering as the music dies down and is replaced by "Been Around the World" by Puff Daddy]

His opponent...
Weighing in at 207 pounds...

Corona Tecate

[Corona steps onto the ramp way as laser lights illuminate the ring, disappear and reappear, until it reaches where he is standing. He starts towards the ring and then somersaults over the top rope]

DL: Damn! I couldn't of done that when I was actually in shape.

MP: So what you're saying is we got a bunch of cruiserweights?

DL: I guess so.

[They lock up.
Corona Tecate hits Black Fathom IV.
The crowd is starting to get behind Corona Tecate.
Corona Tecate hits Black Fathom IV.
The crowd is cheering on Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV kicks Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV chops Corona Tecate.
The crowd is starting to get behind Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV goes for an Asai moonsault, but Corona Tecate counters
it witha Tombstone.
The crowd is cheering on Corona Tecate.
Corona Tecate flashes the westside gang sign.]

DL: Carona Tecate gets a great opertunity, and all he does is wave to the
crowd? What a dope.

MP: Honestly, this guy should get the job done first, THEN show everyone
he's a moron. He must have the order messed up or something.

[The crowd is cheering on Corona Tecate.
Corona Tecate goes for a dragon suplex, but Black Fathom IV blocks it.
Black Fathom IV hits a fisherman suplex on Corona Tecate.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, kickout.
Black Fathom IV goes for a bridging back suplex, but Corona Tecate
counters it with a facerake.
Corona Tecate goes for a springboard dropkick, but Black Fathom IV
side-steps and Corona Tecate only hits air.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a bodyslam.
Black Fathom IV attempts to place Corona Tecate on the turnbuckle, but
Corona Tecate blocks it.
Black Fathom IV runs into the ropes.
Corona Tecate hits a clothesline on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Black Fathom IV throws
him to the mat.]

MP: Here's another guy that gets his butt whipped because he can't act
quickly enough when it counts.

DL: That's the problem with those high-risk monouvers. You can never
completely trust 'em. I personally detest those kind of moves!

MP: Really? Gosh Beast, I thought you enjoyed people screwing themselves.
What's happened to you? You're turning into Janiack!

DL: .....

[Black Fathom IV whips Corona Tecate into the turnbuckle.
Black Fathom IV takes Corona Tecate down with a German suplex.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, kickout.
Black Fathom IV throws Corona Tecate out of the ring.
Andy Mandosa counts: one, two, Corona Tecate reenters the ring.
Black Fathom IV goes for a diving shoulderblock, but Corona Tecate
ducks out of the way.
orona Tecate attempts to place Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle, but
Black Fathom IV blocks it.
Corona Tecate nails Black Fathom IV with a spinning DDT.
Corona Tecate goes for a frog splash, but Black Fathom IV rolls out of
the way.
A small "Black Fathom IV" chant is being started.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a clothesline.]

MP: The fans seem to be firmly behind the Fathom, and it looks like it's
helping him! That was a monster clothesline executed on Corona Tecate.

DL: .........

MP: Dammit. Alright, alright... you're nothing like Janiack.

DL: That's better.

[Black Fathom IV places Corona Tecate on the turnbuckle.
Black Fathom IV takes Corona Tecate down with a superplex.
Black Fathom IV kicks Corona Tecate.]

MP & DL: Yea, kick 'im while he's down!

MP: Whoa.

DL: Honestly.

[The crowd is starting to get behind Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate.
Corona Tecate chops Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV kicks Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Corona Tecate hits Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate hits Black Fathom IV with a jumping side kick.
Corona Tecate nails Black Fathom IV with a superkick.
There are lots of chants for Corona Tecate.]

DL: Huge super kick by Corona Tecate as the crowd shifts and cheer for him
now! He's got a lot of power for a little guy y'know.

MP: Damn, these fans are getting on my nerves! They like him? They hate him?
Make of your minds!

DL: Um... sure.

[Corona Tecate gets an octopus hold on Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV tries to escape the hold.
Black Fathom IV reaches the ropes after being trapped for 22 seconds.
Corona Tecate runs into the ropes.
Corona Tecate uses a clothesline on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate is going for the pin.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, kickout.
Corona Tecate goes for an octopus hold, but Black Fathom IV counters it
with a hiptoss.
Corona Tecate runs into the ropes.
Black Fathom IV uses a Soviet suplex on Corona Tecate.
The crowd is really behind Black Fathom IV.]

MP: Gah! Look at that! They suddenly change their minds? Damn, these Norfolk
people must be sick in the head or something, don't you agree Beast?

DL: Yea, sure.

[Black Fathom IV puts Corona Tecate in a chinlock deathlock submission.
Corona Tecate reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Black Fathom IV executes a clothesline on Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV whips Corona Tecate into the ropes.
Black Fathom IV misses with a kick.
Corona Tecate goes for an Asai moonsault, but Black Fathom IV counters
it with a Tombstone.
There are lots of chants for Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV is going for the pin.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, kickout.]

DL: WHOA! An amazing counter by Black Fathom, as Corona Tecate just barely
gets the kick out.

MP: Simply Prefect!

DL: You know Prefect, these guys could turn out to be the two top
Cruiserweights in the SWF. If a Lightweight title does come into play, these
two might meet again in a title match!

MP: Pfft, Cruiserweight scum! They're just strong midjets!

[Black Fathom IV executes a short lariat on Corona Tecate.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Black Fathom IV executes an Asai moonsault on Corona Tecate.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Black Fathom IV nails Corona Tecate with the Liger Bomb.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Black Fathom IV goes for a clothesline, but Corona Tecate ducks out of
the way.
Corona Tecate nails Black Fathom IV with a spinning DDT.]

MP: After a few near falls, Tecate ducks under a clothesline and nails
Fathom with a very well executed DDT!

DL: Think you might have been wrong about the light weights?

MP: Nope.

[Corona Tecate attempts to place Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle, but
Black Fathom IV blocks it.
Corona Tecate places Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle.
Corona Tecate goes for a top-rope DDT, but Black Fathom IV
turns in mid-air and lands on him.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Black Fathom IV complains about a slow count.
Corona Tecate uses an inside cradle on Black Fathom IV.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Corona Tecate takes Black Fathom IV down with a splash.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, kickout.
Corona Tecate places Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle.
Corona Tecate hits a double underhook superplex on Black Fathom IV.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, kickout.
Corona Tecate executes a superkick on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate gets an octopus hold on Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV reaches the ropes after being trapped for 9 seconds.
Corona Tecate goes for a DDT, but Black Fathom IV counters it with
a small package.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.]

DL: Man, these cruiserweights are so quick! It's hard for me to keep up with
these fast paced mathces!

MP: Father time catching up on you, huh Beast?

DL: Yuh huh. Take off those bi-focals, Prefect.

MP: You do know I still have my baseball bat here, don't you?

DL: *gulp*

[Black Fathom IV throws Corona Tecate out of the ring.
Black Fathom IV jumps onto him with a flying cross body press.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a short lariat.
Black Fathom IV has the crowd going wild.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a double underhook backbreaker.
Black Fathom IV throws Corona Tecate back into the ring.
Black Fathom IV attempts to place Corona Tecate on the turnbuckle, but
Corona Tecate blocks it.
Black Fathom IV puts Corona Tecate in a cobra clutch.
Corona Tecate reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Black Fathom IV executes a diving shoulderblock on Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV runs into the ropes.
Black Fathom IV goes for a short lariat, but Corona Tecate blocks it.
Corona Tecate places Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle.
Corona Tecate takes Black Fathom IV down with a superplex.
The crowd is behind Corona Tecate all the way.]

MP: What a superplex! Tecate takes controll of the match quickly, and is now
dominating Black Fathom. Don't you agree Dax?

DL: Well...

MP: Baseball bat.....

DL: Yessir, I agree.

MP: That's what I thought!

[Corona Tecate places Black Fathom IV on the turnbuckle.
Corona Tecate uses a double underhook superplex on Black Fathom IV.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Corona Tecate goes for a superkick, but Black Fathom IV ducks out of the
way.
Black Fathom IV nails Corona Tecate with a diving shoulderblock.
Black Fathom IV nails Corona Tecate with a stomachbreaker.
Black Fathom IV whips Corona Tecate into the ropes.
Corona Tecate nails Black Fathom IV with an Asai moonsault.
The crowd is behind Corona Tecate all the way.
Corona Tecate goes for the Dos Equis, but Black Fathom IV counters it
with a kick to the head.]

DL: Ohh! Corona Tecate almost finished off Black Fathom with his Dos Equis,
but Black Fathom nails him with a kick to the head before it's too late!

MP: Any finisher that can be counterd by a kick to the head is no finisher
at all in my books.

DL: Since when do you read?

MP: Don't test me, Lemming!

[The crowd is on its feet cheering for Black Fathom IV.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a fisherman suplex.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Black Fathom IV runs into the ropes.
Corona Tecate executes a rolling kick on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate nails Black Fathom IV with a spinning DDT.
The chants for Corona Tecate are deafening.]

DL: What a DDT! That's gotta do it!

MP: Gah!! The damn crowd can't make up their mind, and it's driving me
nutts!

DL: Yea, as if you weren't already.

[Corona Tecate uses a splash on Black Fathom IV.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Corona Tecate throws Black Fathom IV out of the ring.
Corona Tecate goes through the ropes.
Corona Tecate whips Black Fathom IV into the guardrail.
Andy Mandosa counts:  1.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Corona Tecate hits Black Fathom IV with a spinning power bomb.
They're brawling inside the ring area.]

MP: Wholy Toledo! I've never seen that before!

DL: Yea haha! Brawling around the ring, I love it!

[Andy Mandosa counts:  2.
Corona Tecate reenters the ring.
Black Fathom IV follows him back in.
Corona Tecate goes for a frog splash, but Black Fathom IV gets his knees
up.
Black Fathom IV throws Corona Tecate out of the ring.
Andy Mandosa counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
nine,
Corona Tecate reenters the ring.]

DL: Ack... close call there. Damn, if only they could've stayed outside just
a few moments longer. It would've made my day.

MP: I'll have to agree with you there, Beast. Everything seems so much more
exciting on the outside.

[Black Fathom IV executes a DDT on Corona Tecate.
The crowd erupts.
Black Fathom IV executes a small package on Corona Tecate.
The crowd is going nuts for Black Fathom IV.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Black Fathom IV nails Corona Tecate with the Running Forearm Smash.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Black Fathom IV throws Corona Tecate out of the ring.
Andy Mandosa counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, Corona Tecate
reenters the ring.]

DL: The least Black Fathom could've done was follow Corona Tecate out of the
ring! Gosh, what a jip.

MP: I want a refund!

[Black Fathom IV hits a back suplex on Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV nails Corona Tecate with a German suplex.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Black Fathom IV hits Corona Tecate with a bridging back suplex.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Black Fathom IV uses a stomachbreaker on Corona Tecate.
Corona Tecate uses a double underhook superplex on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate whips Black Fathom IV into the ropes.
Corona Tecate executes a rolling kick on Black Fathom IV.
Corona Tecate flashes the westside gang sign.
The crowd is cheering on Corona Tecate.]

DL: Corona Tecate is in total control of this match and the fans seem to
agree.

MP: Finish him!

[Corona Tecate acknowledes the crowd.
Corona Tecate climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Black Fathom IV throws
him to the mat.
Black Fathom IV executes the The Blackout on Corona Tecate.
Black Fathom IV goes for the pin.
Andy Mandosa counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is behind Black Fathom IV all the way.]

DL: Wholy crap Prefect, I think Black Fathom heard you! We have a weener!

MP: You must mean winner. And what's this about Tecate being in full control of the match? Ha.

DL: Black Fathom is taking the SWF by storm, as he's out victor tonight.
Let's get the final word.

[Andy Mandosa raises Black Fathom IV right arm]

AM: And the winner is Black Fathom IV in a match time of 12 minutes and 20 
seconds.

["Black Fathom 4" by Kansas blares as the winner walks proudly back to the locker rooms]

DL: You gotta love that cruiserweight action, don't you Prefect?

MP: Yea, sure. Why don't you just say who we have next.

DL: Well, next we have a 4-way match to prove just who is - the best new
commer to the SWF. The four men are...

MP: Why don't you just let the announcer say this, ok? I've heard enough of
you for one night, and there's we still have to finish this match. Ugh.

[The arena lights begin to dim as "Da Last Don" by Master P begins to blare over the sound system. ]

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 290 pounds...
Andre Phoenix

[The crowd begins to buzz as 6'8 Andre steps up onto the platform. Wearing black trunks with a crimson Phoenix on the back and black double knee pads and black elbow pads with his initials written in crimson.]

MP: Love the outfit. Wonder who his tailor is.

[As Andre reaches the ring his music is replaced with "My Own Prison" by Creed as multicolor laser lights shoot in all directions across the arena.]

His opponent...
Weighing in at 325 pounds...

The Copycat

[Dressed in boots, blue jeans and a black tank top The Copycat steps up on the platform]

DL: He needs to find out who Dre's tailor is.

[The Copycat walks towards the ring as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. He enters the ring and heads off to the corner to await his competition. "Symphony No.5" by Beethoven begins to blare over the sound system]

MP: I'm not into classical music.

[The lights dim, a spotlight lights up the entrance.  Suddenly, Alice appears holding a tea cup.  She starts down the aisle and stops about ten feet from the entrance, turns to the opening and sips from the tea cup.  She then holds it up towards the entrance as The Mad Hatter enters the arena.]

Their opponent...
Led to the ring by Alice...
He comes from Through The Looking Glass...
Weighing in at 308 pounds...

The Mad Hatter

DL: You've got to give him credit for originality.

[The Mad Hatter has a faint smile upon his face as he follows Alice to the ring]

MP: I bet I know what he is smiling about.

{As they enter the ring  the lights go dark and as they begin to slowly come on fog begins to rise from the floor - the crowd is buzzing as Trey Lawrenze steps up onto the platform]

Their opponent...
Representing The Family...

Trey Lawrenze

MP: Oh my, this Trey Lawrenze looks great! He's huge!

DL: And he's a member of the family. Hail Trey!

[Trey walks silently to the ring starring straight ahead at his opponents.]

MP: Man he looks pissed.

DL: I saw Shhh talking with him before the match, that may have something to do with it.

MP: These guys are in for a real beating if it does. And speaking of beatings, there goes the bell.

[They lock up.
Trey Lawrenze nails Andre Phoenix with a bodyslam.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a bodyslam, but Andre Phoenix counters it with a
facerake
Trey Lawrenze goes for a hair pull, but Andre Phoenix blocks it.
Andre Phoenix executes the Stinger Splash on Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Andre Phoenix chops Trey Lawrenze.
The crowd is really behind Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix punches Trey Lawrenze.
There are lots of chants for Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix hits Trey Lawrenze.
The crowd is really behind Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix goes for a backspin DDT, but Trey Lawrenze counters it
with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Trey Lawrenze gives the universal sign for money.
Trey Lawrenze further incites the crowd.]

DL: Yea baby!

MP: Why isn't everyone in the ring??

DL: This is not elimination style match. There are only two people in the
ring at any given time, allowed to tag out as they chose. Once someone gets
the pin or submission, the match ends and that's your winner.

MP: Ah... rip off.

[Trey Lawrenze goes for a lariat, but Andre Phoenix blocks it.
Andre Phoenix kicks Trey Lawrenze.
There are lots of chants for Andre Phoenix.
Trey Lawrenze kicks Andre Phoenix.
Trey Lawrenze further incites the crowd.
Andre Phoenix kicks Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix has the crowd going wild.
Andre Phoenix whips Trey Lawrenze into the ropes, but Trey Lawrenze
reverses it.
Trey Lawrenze misses with a shoulderblock.
Andre Phoenix hits Trey Lawrenze with a shoulderblock.
Andre Phoenix goes for a cobra clutch, but Trey Lawrenze counters it
with an armdrag takedown.
In turn, Andre Phoenix counters it with a lariat.
Andre Phoenix goes for a Russian legsweep, but Trey Lawrenze counters it
with an elbowsmash.]

MP: Counters and re-counters and under the counter! Who's in control now?

DL: It would seem Trey Lawrenze, but he's tagging out to the Copycat.

[Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Copycat.
The Copycat nails Andre Phoenix with a choke slam.
The Copycat nails Andre Phoenix with a frog splash.
The Copycat goes for the The Cat of Nine Tails, but Andre Phoenix
counters it with a back fist.]

DL: That could've ended it right there, Prefect. Andre Phoenix was pretty
lucky if you ask em.

MP: But I didn't ask you.

DL: So?

MP: So, shut your mouth!

[Andre Phoenix has the crowd going wild.
Andre Phoenix attempts to place The Copycat on the turnbuckle, but The
Copycat blocks it.
Andre Phoenix goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but The Copycat blocks
it.
The Copycat whips Andre Phoenix into the ropes, but Andre Phoenix
reverses it.
Andre Phoenix hits The Copycat with a powerslam.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, kickout.
Andre Phoenix goes for a legsweep faceslam, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat executes a Russian legsweep on Andre Phoenix.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.]

MP: Haha! The best part of wrestling is probably when the fans boo!

DL: Um, yea. Either way, The Copycat is doing pretty well despite the fans.

[The Copycat chops Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix hits The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix hits The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix has the crowd going wild.
Andre Phoenix hits The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix nails The Copycat with a Northern Lights suplex.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, kickout.
Andre Phoenix throws The Copycat out of the ring.
Andre Phoenix goes through the ropes.]

MP: Here we go!

DL: Woohoo!

[Andre Phoenix whips The Copycat into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Andre Phoenix goes for a tiger suplex, but The Copycat blocks it.
Kevin Smith counts:  1.
The Copycat executes an over-the-shoulder stomachbreaker on Andre
Phoenix.
The Copycat whips Andre Phoenix into the guardrail.
Kevin Smith counts:  2.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Andre Phoenix goes for a piledriver, but The Copycat blocks it.
Kevin Smith counts:  3.
The Copycat nails Andre Phoenix with a gutwrench suplex.
Kevin Smith counts:  4.
Kevin Smith counts:  5.
Kevin Smith counts:  6.
The Copycat hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Andre Phoenix.
Kevin Smith counts:  7.
The Copycat whips Andre Phoenix into the guardrail.
Kevin Smith counts:  8.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kevin Smith counts:  9.
Andre Phoenix reenters the ring.
The Copycat follows him back in.]

MP: Aww!

DL: They better leave soon or I'm gonna be mighty pissed! The Copycat was
doing pretty good for himself outside though.

[Andre Phoenix hits a legsweep faceslam on The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix uses a Northern Lights suplex on The Copycat.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, kickout.
Andre Phoenix tags out to Trey Lawrenze.]

MP: Welcome back Mr. Lawrenze!

DL: We still have yet to see the Mad Hatter in the ring. I kind of like the
Hatter, let's see what he can do to these three other men. Tag in the
Hatter!

[Trey Lawrenze executes a powerslam on The Copycat.
Kevin Smith counts: One, kickout.
Trey Lawrenze uses a clothesline on The Copycat.
Trey Lawrenze whips The Copycat into the turnbuckle.
Trey Lawrenze runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a bearhug, but The Copycat counters it with a
facerake.
The Copycat runs into the ropes.
The Copycat misses with a clothesline.
The Copycat hits Trey Lawrenze with a kick.
The Copycat tags out to Andre Phoenix.]

MP: The kick and run technique. Cute.

DL: Maybe a bad strategy for Copycat, because now he can't get the pin.

[Andre Phoenix hits a DDT on Trey Lawrenze.
The crowd is going crazy.
Andre Phoenix goes for a legsweep faceslam, but Trey Lawrenze counters
it with a faceslam.
Trey Lawrenze nails Andre Phoenix with a forearm smash.
Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Copycat.
The Copycat goes for a jack-knife power bomb, but Andre Phoenix
counters it with an achilles tendon hold.
The Copycat breaks the hold after 10 seconds.
The Copycat is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
The Copycat tags out to Trey Lawrenze.]

DL: He's in, and then he's out! Maybe the Copycat still needs some rest.

MP: Well, lucky for us Trey Lawrenze is back in.

[Trey Lawrenze hits Andre Phoenix with a headbutt.
Tey Lawrenze executes a clothesline on Andre Phoenix.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a thumb to the throat, but Andre Phoenix blocks
it.
Andre Phoenix executes a kick to the midsection on Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix tags out to The Mad Hatter.]

DL: Alright! Now we're cookin'!

MP: Let's see what The Mad Hatter is really made of.

[The Mad Hatter uses a short clothesline on Trey Lawrenze.
The Mad Hatter acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering
him.
The Mad Hatter goes for the Wonderland, but Trey Lawrenze counters it
with a facerake.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a Death Valley Driver, but The Mad Hatter
counters it with a DDT.
The Mad Hatter tags out to Andre Phoenix.]

MP: What a jip! The Hatter was in there for less then twenty seconds, and he
got his ass kicked half the time!

[Andre Phoenix hits the Stinger Splash on Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix uses a jumping DDT on Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix tags out to The Mad Hatter.
The Mad Hatter goes for a chokehold, but Trey Lawrenze counters it with
a kick to the midsection.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a Gorilla Press, but The Mad Hatter counters it
with
a facerake.
The Mad Hatter tags out to Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix takes Trey Lawrenze down with a punch.
Andre Phoenix executes a European uppercut on Trey Lawrenze.
Andre Phoenix goes for a backspin DDT, but Trey Lawrenze blocks it.
Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Copycat.]

DL: A nice block by Lawrenze as he tags out to the Copycat.

MP: You know, out of all these men, Andre Phoenix has been in here the
longest, and he's still fighting strong. As of now, he's my pick to win!

[The Copycat hits an over-the-shoulder stomachbreaker on [Andre Phoenix.
The Copycat executes a backbreaker on Andre Phoenix.
The Copycat throws Andre Phoenix out of the ring.
The Copycat goes through the ropes.
The Copycat goes for a backdrop, but Andre Phoenix blocks it.
Andre Phoenix executes a fisherman suplex on The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix whips The Copycat into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kevin Smith counts:  1.
Andre Phoenix executes the The A-Bomb on The Copycat on the concrete
floor.]

DL: Ohh! What a move on the concrete floor! It's ovet!

MP: Great idea by Andre Pheonix! I see big things for this rookie.

[Kevin Smith counts:  2.
Andre Phoenix goes for the The A-Bomb, but The Copycat counters it with
a vertical suplex.
The Copycat whips Andre Phoenix into the guardrail.
The Copycat nails Andre Phoenix with a backbreaker.
Kevin Smith counts:  3.
The Copycat reenters the ring.
Andre Phoenix follows him back in.
The Copycat runs into the ropes.
Andre Phoenix hits The Copycat with a clothesline.
The Copycat falls out of the ring.
Andre Phoenix goes through the ropes.
Andre Phoenix whips The Copycat into the guardrail.]

DL: With a short stay in the ring, both men are back outside. The Copycat
gets whiped the the guardrail.

MP: This is where all matches should be! Yea haha!

[Andre Phoenix reenters the ring.
The Copycat follows him back in.
Andre Phoenix hits a kick to the midsection on The Copycat.
Andre Phoenix executes a DDT on The Copycat.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.]

DL: What a DDT!

MP: The fans seem to agree! Andre Phoenix looks to be stealing the show here
tonight!

[Andre Phoenix tags out to Trey Lawrenze.
Trey Lawrenze executes a lariat on The Copycat.
Trey Lawrenze executes the Westside Driver on The Copycat.
Trey Lawrenze goes for the pin.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Mad Hatter.
The Mad Hatter goes for a full nelson, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat kicks The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat kicks The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat is starting to get more cheers than boos.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.]

DL: The Copycat and the Madhatter in the ring now. You know, the two most
anticipated men in this fight are the two doing the least ammount of work!

MP: Trey doesn't have to work, he's part of the family.

[The Mad Hatter kicks The Copycat.
The Mad Hatter acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering
him.
The Mad Hatter punches The Copycat.
The Mad Hatter executes the Wonderland on The Copycat.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
The Mad Hatter goes for a vertical suplex, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat hits a double arm DDT on The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
The Mad Hatter begs off.]

DL: Oooh, a begger.

MP: That's a quality every wrestler should have.

[The Copycat whips The Mad Hatter into the ropes.
The Copycat goes for a monkey flip, but The Mad Hatter blocks it.
The Mad Hatter tags out to Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix takes The Copycat down with a European uppercut.
Andre Phoenix goes for a Tombstone, but The Copycat counters it with
an elbowsmash.
The Copycat goes for a backdrop, but Andre Phoenix counters it with
sunset flip.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Andre Phoenix tags out to Trey Lawrenze.
Trey Lawrenze throws The Copycat out of the ring.
Kevin Smith counts: one, two, three, The Copycat reenters the ring.
Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Mad Hatter.]

MP: With a series of tags, the Mad Hatter and The Copycat are again fighting
each other.

DL: I'm just glad that the Hatter is in there! I love this guy!

[The Mad Hatter goes for a facerake, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat executes spinning headscissors on The Mad Hatter.
The Mad Hatter begs off.
The Copycat hits a DDT on The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat executes a monkey flip on The Mad Hatter.
The Mad Hatter begs off.]

MP: Nice DDT by The Copycat, and that monkey flip wasn't that bad. But that
begging by the Hatter, that's pure genious!

DL: Simply Perfect!

MP: Nonono, Simply Prefect!

[The Copycat goes for a gutwrench suplex, but The Mad Hatter blocks it.
The Mad Hatter goes for a chokehold, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat is starting to get more cheers than boos.
The Copycat whips The Mad Hatter into the turnbuckle.
The Mad Hatter comes back, but is met with an elbow.]

DL: Big elbow by the Copycat and the Mad Hatter looks to be losing steam.

[The Copycat goes for a choke slam, but The Mad Hatter counters it with
an elbowsmash.
The Mad Hatter runs into the ropes.
The Mad Hatter hits The Copycat with a clothesline.
The Mad Hatter goes for a bridging back suplex, but The Copycat blocks
it.
The Copycat nails The Mad Hatter with a DDT.
The Copycat is starting to get more cheers than boos.
The Copycat hits a bulldog headlock on The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter with a double arm DDT.
The Copycat seemingly enjoys the boos.]

MP: The Copycar clearly kicking ass here, and the fans are hating it!

DL: That's a guy you have to respect! Someone who can take to boos!

[The Copycat executes a frog splash on The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.]

DL: I stand corrected.

[The Copycat goes for the The Cat of Nine Tails, but The Mad Hatter
counters it with a roll away.
The Mad Hatter whips The Copycat into the ropes, but The Copycat
reverses it.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter with a shoulderblock.
The Copycat runs into the ropes.
The Mad Hatter misses with an elbow.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter with a clothesline.
The Mad Hatter falls out of the ring.
Kevin Smith counts: one, two, three, The Mad Hatter reenters the ring.
The Copycat goes for a bulldog headlock, but The Mad Hatter blocks it.
The Mad Hatter nails The Copycat with a fisherman suplex.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Mad Hatter executes the Wonderland on The Copycat.
Kevin Smith counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.]

MP: That was the Hatter's finisher!

DL: So close! Only a two count on the Copycat.

[The Mad Hatter goes for the torture rack, but The Copycat blocks it.
The Copycat hits a piledriver on The Mad Hatter.
The Copycat is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
The Copycat hits The Mad Hatter with spinning headscissors.
The Copycat tags out to Trey Lawrenze.
Trey Lawrenze goes for an eye gouge, but The Mad Hatter blocks it.]

DL: The Copycat finally tags out, probably looking for a breath of fresh
air.

MP: It's a good thing he tagged in Trey too. Trey's in there, and in
control.

[The Mad Hatter goes for a slap, but Trey Lawrenze reverses it.
The Mad Hatter begs off.
Trey Lawrenze runs into the ropes.
The Mad Hatter hits Trey Lawrenze with a clothesline.
The Mad Hatter tags out to Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix takes Trey Lawrenze down with a punch.
Andre Phoenix goes for a punch, but Trey Lawrenze blocks it.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a palm blow, but Andre Phoenix blocks it.
Andre Phoenix whips Trey Lawrenze into the turnbuckle, but Trey Lawrenze
reverses it.
Andre Phoenix comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection.]

MP: Yea baby! Nice kick by Trey Lawrenze. I see huge things in the future
for this man!

[Trey Lawrenze uses an inverted atomic drop on Andre Phoenix.
Trey Lawrenze throws Andre Phoenix out of the ring.
Trey Lawrenze goes through the ropes.
Trey Lawrenze whips Andre Phoenix into the guardrail.
Kevin Smith counts:  1.
Kevin Smith counts:  2.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a lariat, but Andre Phoenix ducks out of the way.
Kevin Smith counts:  3.
Andre Phoenix knocks Trey Lawrenze into the ringpost.
Andre Phoenix goes for the The A-Bomb, but Trey Lawrenze counters it
with a snap suplex.]

DL: Phoenix tries to hit his finisher, but he just can't take the big man
down!

MP: Of course he can't, no one can!

[Trey Lawrenze knocks Andre Phoenix into the ringsteps.
Numerous fans are using Trey Lawrenze for target practice.
Kevin Smith counts:  4.
Trey Lawrenze knocks Andre Phoenix into the ringsteps.
Trey Lawrenze whips Andre Phoenix into the guardrail.
Trey Lawrenze uses an inverted atomic drop on Andre Phoenix.
Trey Lawrenze goes for a lariat, but Andre Phoenix ducks out of the way.
Andre Phoenix reenters the ring.]

DL: Smart move by Andre Phoenix, running back into the ring. Saved his ass
for sure.

MP: He's a chicken! A wuss! He should take the beating like a man!

[Trey Lawrenze follows him back in.
Andre Phoenix whips Trey Lawrenze into the ropes.
Trey Lawrenze hits Andre Phoenix with a kick.
Trey Lawrenze tags out to The Mad Hatter.]

DL: And in comes the Mad Hatter.

MP: And Andre Phoenix is still in there! He's taking a beating, can he keep
on ticking tho?

[The Mad Hatter gets a standing wristlock on Andre Phoenix.
Andre Phoenix is struggling to reach the ropes.
Andre Phoenix is inching his way towards the ropes.
Andre Phoenix reaches the ropes after being trapped for 18 seconds.]

MP: Hatter just barely got out of that one! He's starting to show some
weakness.

[The Mad Hatter executes the Wonderland on Andre Phoenix.]

DL: THE WONDERLAND! IT'S OVER!

MP: NO! TREY GET IN THERE!

[Kevin Smith counts: One, two.]

DL: ONE! TWO!

MP: NO! TREY HURRY!

 three.]

DL: THREE! IT'S OVER! HATTER WINS!

MP: WAAAHHHH!!!!!

The winner is The Mad Hatter. Time of match: 0:18:31

DL: That's gonna do it for me tonight. Easy money. As we gear up for the SWF's first Last Man Standing Match, let's send it over to Brandon Hudson and Ernie Lee.

[Scene shifts to Thomas Gardiner and Ernie Lee who are sitting in an annoucners booth.]

TG:  Thank you very much, Dax.  Well fans, the Ides of March has started off with a real bang and the best is yet to come.  I'm Thomas Gardiner, filling in for Brandon Hudson who is still recovering from the brutal attack by the Mad Hatter, and of course I am joined by the one and only "Evil" Ernie Lee.

EL:  Well isn't this just a regular night of joy.  Mr. Shhh walks up to me in the back and says, "Ernie, I have good news and bad news.  The good news is, you won't be working with Brandon tonight.  The bad news is, his replacement is Thomas Gardiner."

TG:  Come on, Ernie.  I'm really excited to be working with you here at the greatest Pay-Per-View event of all time!

EL:  I can't believe I miss Hudson.  This is your first time in the announcer's booth isn't it?

TG:  Well yes, but I've been training for a position like this for a long time now.   Here we go, Ernie!  Rick Ascott is back in the ring, and we are set to go with the Last Man Standing match!

[Scene cuts to the ring.]

RA:  Ladies and gentlemen... The following contest is a Last Man Standing match to determine the number one contender for the SWF Toughman Championship!

[The crowd goes nuts.]

RA:  The official rules dictate that a winner can be decided only by keeping his opponent down for a ten count.  There are NO pinfalls... NO submissions... NO countouts... and NO disqualifications!

[The crowd again bursts into cheers as "Walkin' On The Sun" by Smashmouth blasts over the speaker system.]

RA:  Introducing first... Being led to the ring by Ziggy Mour... Originally from Montreal, Quebec, Canada... Now residing in New York City... "BIGGIE Z" ZACK ADAMS!!!!!!!

[Biggie Z and Ziggy Mour step through the curtains.  Biggie is carrying a chair with the words "GT's Face Here" written on it.  Ziggy is dressed as Sean McKenzie and holding an empty bottle of vodka.]

EL:  Biggie Z is without question the odds on favorite to win this match after his attack on GT just last Thursday.  I still can't get over the sheer brutality of that attack, and I can't believe GT is actually gonna wrestle tonight.

TG:  It just goes to show you that SWF superstars are a true tough breed.

[Biggie Z steps through the ring ropes, sets the chair up in the center of the ring, and sits down as his music is replaced by the Macarena.]

EL:  What the hell is this?

TG:  It's the Macarena, Ernie!

EL:  I know it's the damn Macarena, you idiot.  What I meant was.... just forget it.  You aren't gonna understand anyway, moron.

[The fans stand up from their seats and continue watching towards the entrance as the Macarena continues to play over the speaker system.]

EL:  What the hell is this?  Is GT here or not?  And why is this terrible song still playing?

TG:  Come on, Ernie!  It's fun!  Get up and dance!

EL:  Sit down, you mental midget.

[Finally, one last "HEY MACARENA" blasts out and shifts directly to the opening of "Hands of Death" by Rob Zombie and Alice Cooper.  Gods Tears steps through the curtains and the fans go crazy.]

TG:  Gods Tears is in the house!

EL:  Wow!  Listen to those cheers!  Sounds like I need to get something done.

[Ernie Lee stands up, turns his back to the camera, walks towards the audience, and takes a bow.  He turns around and returns to his seat.]

EL:  Oh... and shut up, Thomas.

RA:  And his opponent... From Detroit, MI... he is the master of the Drunken Rage... GODS TEARS!!!!!

[Biggie Z stands up and picks up the chair as Gods Tears enters the ring and "Hands of Death" dies down.  After a few choice words between the two opponents, they both turn to look at the entrance as "We Care A Lot" by Faith No More blares over the speaker system.]

RA:  And ladies and gentlemen, the man who has been appointed as special guest referee for this contest... the one and only... MOON DOG GATOR!!!!!!!!

[The crowd cheers louder than ever as Moon Dog Gator makes his way to the ring, constantly barking along the way.]

TG:  I can't belive it!  It's Moon Dog Gator!

EL:  Well Christ, Terrance, it makes perfect sense.  Moon Dog has been involved with both of these guy ever since the match was announced.

TG:  My name is Thomas.

EL:  How long have you been working here?

TG:  Just over one week now, Ernie.

EL:  Well I've been in this business for years, and I say your name is Terrance.  So shut up, Terrance, we've got Moon Dog calling for the bell and a brawl is getting started!

[They lock up.]
Biggie Z kicks Gods Tears.
Biggie Z is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Biggie Z hits Gods Tears.
Gods Tears hits Biggie Z.
A fan at ringside badmouths Gods Tears.
Gods Tears punches Biggie Z.
A fan at ringside badmouths Gods Tears.
Biggie Z punches Gods Tears.
Biggie Z punches Gods Tears.
Biggie Z is getting a good reaction from the crowd.]

TG:  You were exactly right, Ernie.  This is nothing more than a brawl as Biggie and GT are slugging it out in the ring.

EL:  I think GT needs to ignore Biggie for a minute and go teach that loudmouth punk in the crowd a lesson.

[Biggie Z whips Gods Tears into the ropes, but Gods Tears reverses it.
Biggie Z hits Gods Tears with a clothesline.
Gods Tears falls out of the ring.
Biggie Z goes through the ropes.
Biggie Z is handed a road sign.
Biggie Z hits him with the road sign.
The crowd is cheering on Biggie Z.
Gods Tears is busted wide open.]

EL:  Yeah baby!  We're just getting started with the match, and we already have blood!

TG:  GT has been busted open by that road sign.  The action has already spilled out of the ring.

[Biggie Z whips Gods Tears into the guardrail.
Biggie Z hits a legdrop on Gods Tears.
Biggie Z whips Gods Tears into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Biggie Z throws Gods Tears over the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
Biggie Z throws Gods Tears over the guardrail.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind and smashes the vodka bottle over Gods Tears head.]

TG:  And now Ziggy is getting into the fight by hitting GT with the empty vodka bottle!

EL:  This is total carnage, and I love it!  GT seems to be taking a helluva lot of punishment.

TG:  I think it's safe to say that he was not ready to step back into the ring after that attack from Biggie last Thursday on Around The World.

[Biggie Z whips Gods Tears into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Biggie Z throws Gods Tears over the guardrail.
Biggie Z is handed a fire extinguisher.
Biggie Z takes a swing at Gods Tears with the fire extinguisher, but he
 gets out of the way.
Gods Tears snatches the fire extinguisher from him.
Gods Tears hits him with the fire extinguisher.
Gods Tears is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Biggie Z is busted wide open.]

EL:  HA HA HA!  Now we've got double the blood, double the fun!  

TG:  Usually third time is a charm, but Biggie's third attempt at using a weapon GT backfired!  These fans seem to be pretty much behind Biggie tonight.  I guess they figure he is the lesser of two evils.

[They're brawling down the aisle.
Gods Tears executes a headbutt on Biggie Z.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, Biggie Z is back to his feet.
They're brawling down the aisle.
Gods Tears takes Biggie Z down with a fist to the midsection.
Gods Tears is handed a keyboard.
Gods Tears hits him with the keyboard.
Gods Tears goes for the The Druken Rage, but Biggie Z counters it with
an elbowsmash.]

TG:  These two are headed down the aisle, and they could be back in the locker rooms pretty soon.  

EL:  GT nails Biggie a vicious one with that keyboard and goes for the Drunken Rage, but Biggie manages to get out of that predicament.

TG:  Well, there are no submissions in this match, so it wouldn't really matter.

EL:  Shut up already.  If GT locks on the Drunken Rage, Biggie will pass out, and that means he stays down for the ten count.  How stupid are you anyway?

[Biggie Z uses the Doctor Bomb on Gods Tears.
Biggie Z knocks Gods Tears into the stairway.
They're brawling up the aisle.
Biggie Z hits a piledriver on Gods Tears.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, Gods Tears is back to his feet.]

TG:  GT was about six seconds away from losing this one after the piledriver.

EL:  No referee counts by seconds you idiot... especially Moon Dog who would probably get stuck stuttering on five.  GT probably had a good two minutes to get back up.

[They're brawling in mid-arena.
Gods Tears is handed the Cheese Grater.
Gods Tears scrapes his face with the Cheese Grater.
Biggie Z is bleeding like hell.
Gods Tears threatens a fan with the Cheese Grater.]

TG:  Hey!  There is no reason to threaten the fans!

EL:  You are certainly a young mark.  There are a million reasons to threaten the fans.  Man, it's great to see GT with his signature weapon.  No one knows how to use the cheese grater quite like him.  

[Gods Tears goes for a roundhouse right, but Biggie Z reverses it.
Biggie Z is handed a steel chair.
Biggie Z hits him with the steel chair.
Biggie Z hits him with the steel chair.
Biggie Z hits him with the steel chair.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, Gods Tears is back to his feet.
Biggie Z complains about a slow count.
Biggie Z flings Gods Tears over a row of chairs.
The crowd is really behind Biggie Z.]

TG:  Biggie literally tried to knock GT out with those chair shots.

EL:  How perceptive of you.  He didn't quite do the trick though.  GT is about as rough as they come.

TG:  Adams getting a little frustrated here, he loses his temper and tosses GT into all of those chairs.

[They're brawling down the aisle.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Biggie Z is handed a bullrope.
Biggie Z hits him with the bullrope.
The crowd is really behind Biggie Z.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Biggie Z hits him with the bullrope.
The crowd is really behind Biggie Z.
Biggie Z flings Gods Tears over a row of chairs.
There are lots of chants for Biggie Z.]

EL:  I can't believe this!  Biggie and GT are on the second floor of the Scope!  What if GT decides to toss Biggie down to the arena floor?

TG:  Well thank god they are heading back down the stairs.  I was worried that Biggie would try to hang GT over the railing with that bullrope.

[They're brawling down the stairway.
Biggie Z uses a jumping DDT on Gods Tears.
The crowd is really behind Biggie Z.
Biggie Z knocks Gods Tears into the stairway.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Biggie Z takes a swing at Gods Tears with the bullrope, but he
gets out of the way.
Gods Tears snatches thebullrope from him.
Gods Tears hits him with the bullrope.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.]

EL:  You may have spoken too soon.  GT has the rope, and they are heading back to the second floor!

TG:  Well GT has dropped the bull rope in favor of another weapon.

[Gods Tears is handed a keyboard.
Gods Tears hits him with the keyboard.
Gods Tears further incites the crowd.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Gods Tears throws Biggie Z down to the first floor.
Ringside is quickly filling up with debris.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five]

TG:  I can't believe what I have just seen!  GT tossed Biggie down to the first floor, and Biggie is out cold!  This could be all over!

EL:  GT is getting revenge for that attack by returning the favor to Biggie tenfold!

[Six, seven, eight, ni... ni... ni... ni... ni, Biggie Z gets back to his feet.]

EL:  Wait up here!  I told you that Moon Dog would screw this up!

TG:  That's wild.  Moon Dog got to nine and just stalled.  GT should have had the win right there!

EL:  Ah hell, no big loss.  GT will just have to beat Biggie down a lot worse, or vise versa.  

TG:  And that's exactly what GT plans to do as he is descending the stairs right now.

[Gods Tears descends the stairs.
Gods Tears hits him with the keyboard.
A few fans are trying to get a shot in.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Gods Tears locks Biggie Z in the Ziplock.
Biggie Z is struggling to get out of the hold.
Biggie Z is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Biggie Z is close to escaping the hold.
Gods Tears lets go after 28 seconds.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind and distracts Gods Tears.
Biggie Z executes a hiptoss on Gods Tears.]

EL:  There we see the benefit of a good manager.  When your man looks to be stuck, you can always give him a little help.

TG:  That's exactly what happened.  GT has taken this match into his control, but with the help of Ziggy Mour... the balance could be shifted.

[Biggie Z goes for a dragon suplex, but Gods Tears blocks it.
Gods Tears is handed the Cheese Grater.
Gods Tears scrapes his face with the Cheese Grater.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Gods Tears knocks Biggie Z into the stairway.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Gods Tears scrapes his face with the Cheese Grater.
Gods Tears is being booed out of the building.
Biggie Z is bleeding like hell.
Gods Tears takes a swing at Biggie Z with the Cheese Grater, but he
 gets out of the way.
Biggie Z snatches the Cheese Grater from him.
Biggie Z scrapes his face with the Cheese Grater.
Biggie Z has the crowd going wild.
Gods Tears is bleeding like hell.]

TG:  Biggie Z gives GT a taste of his own medicine as he uses that cheese grater against him.

EL:  That's a first!  Right now I'm willing to bet that GT must be pretty pissed off that someone used his cheese grater on him.

[They're brawling down the stairway.
Biggie Z nails Gods Tears with a flying forearm.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, Gods Tears gets back to his feet.
They're brawling up the aisle.
Biggie Z uses a power bomb on Gods Tears.
Moon Dog counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Gods Tears
gets back to his feet.
Gods Tears is being booed out of the building.]

TG:  Believe it or not, GT is still getting up before the ten count.  These men are taking so much punishment here in this match.

EL:  It's all about the desire to recapture that Toughman title.  These two have the opportunity to prove themselves as the toughest Toughman Champ of all time if they can walk out of this arena with the belt tonight.

[They're brawling in mid-arena.
Biggie Z flings Gods Tears over a row of chairs.
Biggie Z is handed a keyboard.
Biggie Z hits him with the keyboard.
They're brawling down the aisle.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Biggie Z is handed nightstick.
Biggie Z hits him with the nightstick.
The chants for Biggie Z are deafening.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Biggie Z hits him with the night stick.
The crowd is behind Biggie Z all the way.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Gods Tears
gets back to his feet.]

TG:  Biggie Z is just beating GT senseless with that nightstick, but GT is back up and begging for more.

EL:  You have got to give GT credit.  He has been out of the hospital for like two days now, and here he is taking more punishment than I have ever seen in his career, and he is still coming back for more.

[Biggie Z nails Gods Tears with a knee to the back.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind and distracts Gods Tears.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
They're brawling down the stairway.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind, but Gods Tears nails Ziggy Mour.
They're brawling down the stairway.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Biggie Z goes for a jack-knife power bomb, but Gods Tears blocks it.
Gods Tears knocks Biggie Z into the stairway.]

TG:  Unbelieveable!  These two have gone out of the arena!  They might be heading for the exit and taking this one out to the parking lot!  Unbelievable!

EL:  Someone needs to tell these fans to get the hell out of the way. 

[They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Gods Tears executes an inverted power bomb on Biggie Z.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Gods Tears is handed a frying pan.
Gods Tears hits him with the frying pan.
A few fans are trying to get a shot in.
Gods Tears hits him with a frying pan.]

EL:  GT using that frying pan as a weapon back here.  It looks like some fans are trying to help him too.

TG:  And Gods Tears is not allowing Moon Dog Gator to make a count.  Every single time that Biggie Z goes down, GT is picking him right back up.

[They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Gods Tears hits Biggie Z with an inverted power bomb.
Gods Tears is being booed out of the building.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind and distracts Gods Tears.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Biggie Z hits a choke slam on Gods Tears.
Biggie Z flings Gods Tears over a row of chairs.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind, but Gods Tears nails Ziggy Mour.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Biggie Z goes for a hiptoss, but Gods Tears counters it with a lariat.
Both men are down.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, Ziggy Mour distracts Moon Dog.
Moon Dog takes Ziggy Mour down with a headbutt.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, Gods Tears gets back to his feet.]

TG:  Both men may have been counted down there if not for Ziggy Mour.

EL:  Yeah but Ziggy got lesson number one, you don't mess with Moon Dog Gator.

TG:  GT is back to his feet, but Biggie Z is still down.

[Five, six, seven, eight, Biggie Z gets back to his feet.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Gods Tears goes for a punch, but Biggie Z counters it with a roundhouse right.
Ziggy Mour comes from behind, but Gods Tears nails Ziggy Mour.
Biggie Z is handed a steel chair.
Biggie Z hits him with the steel chair.
Biggie Z hits him with the steel chair.
Biggie Z sets up the steel chair.
Biggie Z powerbombs Gods Tears onto the steel chair.
There is no referee to count.]

TG:  Biggie Z has knocked GT out, but Moon Dog Gator is nowhere to be found!

EL:  He's over there getting a hotdog.  I can't believe this.  This makes two times now that someone has been down for the ten count, and Moon Dog hasn't been able to follow through.

[They're brawling down the stairway.
Biggie Z is handed a keyboard.
Biggie Z hits him with the keyboard.
The crowd is behind Biggie Z all the way.
Biggie Z goes for a DDT, but Gods Tears blocks it.
Gods Tears nails Biggie Z with a jawbreaker.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Moon Dog is back on the job.
Gods Tears knocks Biggie Z into the stairway.
They're brawling down the stairway.]

TG:  Now these two are headed back down the stairway as Gods Tears regains the advantage.

EL:  Yeah, apparently they only went up the stairs so Moon Dog could get some munchies.  This is ridiculous, Travis.

[They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Biggie Z hits him with the keyboard.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Gods Tears grabs the keyboard from him.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Gods Tears hits him with the keyboard.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Gods Tears goes for the The Druken Rage, but Biggie Z counters it with
a back heel kick.
They're brawling on the second floor.
They're brawling down the stairway.
Biggie Z uses a choke slam on Gods Tears.]

TG:  For the second time in this match, Biggie Z has managed to stay out of the Drunken Rage.

EL:  That's without a doubt the best plan you can have when wrestling GT.  Holy crap!  Biggie Z just chokeslammed GT down the stairway!

[They're brawling down the stairway.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Biggie Z hits a power bomb on Gods Tears.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five]

TG:  And look at this... Biggie brought GT back up the stairs just to power bomb him back down.  GT is down for the count here!

EL:  Get up GT!  You've come too far to let it end here!

[Six, seven, eight, ni... ni... ni... ni... ni, Gods Tears gets back to his feet.]

TG:  Moon Dog once again stalling at nine.  At this rate, the match may never end!

[Biggie Z knocks Gods Tears into the door.
They are brawling outside of the arena.
Biggie Z goes for a power bomb, but Gods Tears counters it with a backdrop.
Gods Tears executes a headbutt on Biggie Z.
Gods Tears hits Biggie Z with an inverted power bomb.
Gods Tears climbs into a car.]

TG:  The action has spilled out into the parking lot of the Scope!  I've never seen anything quite like this in my entire life!  This is what the SWF is all about!

EL:  GT just totally planted Biggie's face into the ground, and it looks like he's trying to get that car started so he can run Biggie over.  That's one way to keep a man down for a ten count I guess.

[Gods Tears exits the car.
Gods Tears executes a headbutt on Biggie Z.
Gods Tears nails Biggie Z with The Hurt on the car.]

EL:  The Hurt!!!  It's been forever since I've seen The Hurt, and GT is using it to continually bash Biggie's head into that car!  This is brilliant!

TG:  I think GT has just won this one!  

[Gods Tears lets go after 34 seconds.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five]

EL:  Turn out the lights, the party's over!

TG:  There is no way that Biggie is getting up from this attack.  GT will go on to face Sean McKenzie for the Toughman title later tonight in the Hell In The Cell match.

[Six, seven, eight, ni... ni... ni... ni.. ni... ni... nine, Biggie Z gets back to his feet.
Gods Tears is arguing with Moon Dog.
Gods Tears shoves Moon Dog.
Biggie Z knocks Gods Tears into the car.
Biggie Z nails Gods Tears with a flying forearm.
Biggie Z takes him down with a DDT.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five]

TG:  Now it looks like Gods Tears may be the one staying down for a ten count!

EL:  Either one of these men could go down at any time.  They have beaten the hell out of each other, and I'm not sure either of them will be able to walk to the ring to fight McKenzie later tonight.

[Six, seven, eight, ni... ni... ni... ni... ni.... nine, Gods Tears gets back to his feet.
Biggie Z shoves Moon Dog.
Moon Dog nails Biggie Z with the D-Dog-T.]

TG:  The D-Dog-T!  Biggie Z is out cold after the D-Dog-T!  I can't believe it!

EL:  That came out of nowhere!  Moon Dog just couldn't take it anymore, and Biggie Z is all done!

[Gods Tears tells Moon Dog to count.
Moon Dog nails Gods Tears with the D-Dog-T.
Both men are down.
Moon Dog counts: One, two, three, four, five]

TG:  And another D-Dog-T!  Both competitors are down, and Moon Dog is counting!

EL:  He can't do this!  We have got to have a winner here in this match!

[Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Moon Dog reenters the Scope.
Moon Dog walks through the curtains.
The crowd is giving Moon Dog a standing ovation.
Moon Dog whispers something to Rick Ascott.]

TG:  What is going on here, Ernie?  What will happen to the Hell In The Cell match now that there has been no declared winner for the Last Man Standing fight?

EL:  I have no idea.  This is a big rip off if you ask me.  Did you notice how Moon Dog had no problem counting to ten when it was for both men.  Something's fishy here.

TG:  Rick Ascott is about to make the official announcement, so let's listen in.

RA:  Ladies and gentlemen... both men were counted down... however a winner has been decided... 

[The crowd cheers on.]

RA:  As the official referee of the match... Moon Dog Gator has stated that because he was the last man standing... he will go on later tonight to face Sean McKeznie... therefore, the winner of the match... MOON DOG GATOR!!!!!!!!!

[The crowd is going crazy as "We Care A Lot" by Faith No More once again plays over the speaker system.]

EL:  No!  This can't be happening!

TG:  Well, he has a point.  After all, Moon Dog's decision is final in this match.

EL:  I just don't see how Mr. Shhh can let this decision stand.  

TG:  Well, Pagan announced the match just a couple of week back, and he said that there would be a special guest referee.  You have to wonder if this was planned out all along.

EL:  I'm sure we haven't heard the last of Biggie Z and Gods Tears on this one.  There is no way that those two are gonna let this happen without getting a little revenge on Moon Dog.

TG:  What an event Ides of March has turned out to be so far, and we are only on the fourth match of the card.  We go from a Last Man Standing match to a hardcore rules match between the reigning TV champion, Frankie Swinger, and the returning King Cobra.  This should be a great match.

EL:  I don't know how they are gonna top that last match, but I'm  sure they will try.  You know, I just hate this King Cobra guy.  He was one of the original members of the Gangstas, and he's more than proved himself in this sport over the years.  I was pretty surprised to hear that he was coming out of retirement, but what a way for him to return.  

TG:  Absolutely, and you would have to believe that should he take a win over Frankie tonight, that would make King Cobra the number one contender to the TV title.  Let's get to the ring for the official introductions.

RA:  Ladies and gentlemen... This contest is a falls-count-anywhere-non-title-no-DQ-no-countout-match
scheduled for one fall... Introducing first... From Phoenix, AZ... Weighing in at 255 lbs...  He is making his return to the SWF here tonight... KING COBRA!!!!!!

["Don't Tread On Me" by Metallica suddenly blasts over the sound system as green and gold fireworks go off near the entrance.  King Cobra steps through the curtains wearing gold and green tights and a half mask.  The fans are cheering loudly as Cobra makes his way to the ring, throwing out toy King Cobra masks to the crowd.  As he enters the ring, his music fades and is replaced by "Go Daddy-O" by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy.]

RA:  And his opponent... Led to the ring by Mack the Knife...Weighing in at 244 pounds... The SWF Television Champion... FRANKIE "THE ORIGINAL" SWINGER!!!!!!

[Three showgirls appear and the woof whistles begin to be heard. The girls do a small dance routine and then line up down the aisle. Then Frankie and his manager appear on the platform as fire shoots up from the ring post. Frankie and Mack the Knife are wearing pin stripe zoot suits and a fedora. The video wall
is a blazed with clips of the Rat Pack. The three girls grab Frankie's arm as he passes by them and they all struts down to ring side together. Stepping into the ring Frankie removes his fedora and coat.]

EL:  There he is... The Man... Frankie Swinger!  I love this guy.  He's cocky, cool, and he doesn't usually lose.  I've made a lot of money by betting on this guy.

TG:  You cannot count Cobra out of this match, Ernie.  He has an advantage over Frankie in experience.  They are not waiting around... Frankie Swinger is going for a vertical suplex here!

[They lock up.
Frankie Swinger uses a vertical suplex on King Cobra.
The crowd is really behind Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger goes for a piledriver, but King Cobra counters it with
a backdrop.
King Cobra executes a Northern Lights suplex on Frankie Swinger.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, kickout.
King Cobra nails Frankie Swinger with a Northern Lights suplex.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, kickout.
King Cobra complains about a slow count.]

TG:  Frankie Swinger is just barely able to escape the pin after two Northern Lights suplexes.  King Cobra is definitely back in full force.

EL:  Well Cobra needs to forget about the two count, whether it was slow or not, and keep on Swinger or else the champ will take him out before he even knows what's going on.

[King Cobra uses a jumping DDT on Frankie Swinger.
A small "King Cobra" chant is being started.
King Cobra hits Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger punches King Cobra.
The crowd is cheering on Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but King Cobra
 counters it with a side suplex.
King Cobra nails Frankie Swinger with a power bomb.
Chris Parker counts: One, kickout.
King Cobra whips Frankie Swinger into the ropes, but Frankie Swinger
 reverses it.
Frankie Swinger takes King Cobra down with a faceslam.
Frankie Swinger pretends to roll some dice.
There are lots of chants for Frankie Swinger.]

EL:  You see that!  Frankie Swinger has taken total control of this match as soon as King Cobra made one little mistake.

TG:  Cobra nailed Swinger with a power bomb, but he only grabbed a one count out of it.  I am very impressed with both of these men, and I believe that both of them have to be considered major stars all over the world.

[Frankie Swinger whips King Cobra into the ropes.
Frankie Swinger hits King Cobra with a backdrop.
Frankie Swinger goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but King Cobra
 counters it with a side suplex.
The crowd is starting to get behind King Cobra.
King Cobra catches Frankie Swinger in a cobra clutch.]

TG:  King Cobra locks on the Cobra Clutch, and we could have a winner right here!

[Frankie Swinger is struggling to reach the ropes.
Frankie Swinger reaches the ropes after being trapped for 13 seconds.
King Cobra nails Frankie Swinger with a jumping DDT.
The crowd is cheering on King Cobra.
King Cobra throws Frankie Swinger out of the ring.
King Cobra goes through the ropes.]

TG:  Swinger escapes the Cobra Clutch and finds himself on the receiving end of a punishing DDT.  Now King Cobra is taking things to the outside.  Remember, there are no countouts or disqualifications in this contest.  

EL:  And don't forget that falls count anywhere in the arena.  I have to give credit where credit is due to Cobra, he is smart by taking this one to the outside while he has the advantage. 

[They're brawling inside the ring area.
King Cobra throws Frankie Swinger over the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
King Cobra hits him with the knuckles.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
King Cobra flings Frankie Swinger over a row of chairs.
A small "King Cobra" chant is being started.
King Cobra flings Frankie Swinger over a row of chairs.]

TG:  Swinger goes flying out into the crowd!

EL:  Heads up!  I haven't seen Cobra this focused since his feud with Mr. Shhh himself!

[They're brawling in mid-arena.
Frankie Swinger executes a swinging neckbreaker on King Cobra.
They're brawling down the aisle.
Frankie Swinger executes a belly-to-belly suplex on King Cobra.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Frankie Swinger nails King Cobra with a Russian legsweep.
Frankie Swinger executes the Doubledown on King Cobra on the concrete floor.
The crowd is cheering on Frankie Swinger.]

TG:  DOUBLEDOWN!  

EL:  Damn!  Swinger slams Cobra down right on the concrete, and he better go for the pin right now!

[The crowd is cheering on Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger goes for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Frankie Swinger looks shocked.]

TG:  I can't believe it!  King Cobra just barely squirms out of that pin from the Doubledown!  

EL:  What the hell is Cobra made out of?  

TG:  Look at that expression on Swinger's face.  He is totally shocked by that kickout!

EL:  Well he better keep his concentration on Cobra because the snakeman is back up to his feet.

[King Cobra knocks Frankie Swinger into the stairway.
A small "King Cobra" chant is being started.
King Cobra goes for a bulldog, but Frankie Swinger throws him off.
Frankie Swinger is handed a baseball bat.
The crowd is cheering on Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger chokes him with a baseball bat.
Frankie Swinger nails King Cobra with a kneedrop.
Frankie Swinger hits him with the baseball bat.
Frankie Swinger is getting a good reaction from the crowd.]

EL:  Now that was quick thinking.  Frankie grabbed that bat and decided to take some of the spunk out of Cobra by choking him.  Ow... HOMERUN!

TG:  Frankie Swinger is definitely turning this one up a notch, and Mack The Knife is now making his way towards King Cobra.

[Mack The Knife comes from behind, but King Cobra nails Mack The Knife.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
King Cobra goes for a DDT, but Frankie Swinger blocks it.
Frankie Swinger goes for a tiger driver, but King Cobra blocks it.
King Cobra knocks Frankie Swinger into the arena wall.
King Cobra puts Frankie Swinger in a clawhold.
Frankie Swinger is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Frankie Swinger tries to fight the pain.
Frankie Swinger is close to passing out from the pain.
Chris Parker checks Frankie Swinger's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.]

TG:  King Cobra has Swinger caught in a clawhold, Referee Chris Parker checks the arm... and it falls.

[He lifts it... it falls.]

TG:  And one more fall, and King Cobra has defeated the SWF TV Champion!

EL:  Come on, Frankie!  You are better than this!

[He lifts it... it stays up !]

TG:  And Frankie Swinger is still in this one!

EL:  Yeah baby!  You got em, Frank!

[Frankie Swinger fights his way out of the hold after 42 seconds.
King Cobra executes a jumping side kick on Frankie Swinger.
King Cobra is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

TG:  Jumping side kick!  One!  Two!  Three!  No... just short!  Frankie Swinger just barely able to kick out of that pin.

EL:  I can't believe how much Cobra is into this.  He is really here to prove himself tonight.

[King Cobra goes for a Yakuza kick, but Frankie Swinger blocks it.
Frankie Swinger goes for a piledriver, but King Cobra blocks it.
Mack The Knife comes from behind, but King Cobra nails Mack The Knife.
Frankie Swinger is handed the roll of silver dollars.
Frankie Swinger hits him with the roll of silver dollars.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frankie Swinger.
They're brawling up the aisle.
Frankie Swinger hits him with the roll of silver dollars.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frankie Swinger.]

TG:  A series of blocks and reversals, but Frankie Swinger regains the advantage as Mack The Knife hands him a roll of silver dollars.

EL:  You can never say that Frankie isn't inventive with his wrestling.

[Frankie Swinger whips King Cobra into the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
King Cobra takes Frankie Swinger down with a Yakuza kick.
Mack The Knife comes from behind, but King Cobra nails Mack The Knife.
Frankie Swinger throws King Cobra over the guardrail.
Frankie Swinger hits a slingshot on King Cobra.
Frankie Swinger is handed a keyboard.
Frankie Swinger hits him with the keyboard.
A few fans are cheering on Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Frankie Swinger complains about a slow count.]

EL:  Oh come on!  That was a three count!

TG:  Swinger goes for the pin after taking Cobra down with that keyboard, but it's only good for 2 and a half.  Once again Swinger is complaining that the count was too slow.

[King Cobra goes for a piledriver, but Frankie Swinger counters it with
a backdrop.
In turn, King Cobra counters it with a sunset flip.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

TG:  I thought it was all over right there with Cobra catching Swinger in the sunset flip!

EL:  What is up with Frankie?  He just doesn't seem to be himself tonight.  Too many martinis?

[They're brawling in mid-arena.
King Cobra whips Frankie Swinger into the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
King Cobra throws Frankie Swinger over the guardrail.
King Cobra executes a bulldog on Frankie Swinger.
King Cobra executes a spin kick on Frankie Swinger.
The crowd is cheering on King Cobra.
King Cobra is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

TG:  Yet another near fall there as Cobra hits the spin kick on Swinger.

EL:  Frankie has really taken a beating in this match.  I could have never predicted that King Cobra would take control of so much of this match here tonight.  I hate to say it, but I don't see one bit of ring rust on the guy.

[King Cobra hits Frankie Swinger with a spin kick.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
King Cobra hits Frankie Swinger with an Asai moonsault.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

TG:  What an Asai moonsault from King Cobra!

EL:  A move created by Ultimo Dragon.  No one, especially Cobra, could ever perform that move even half as well as the Dragon.

[King Cobra is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
King Cobra is handed the ring bell.
King Cobra takes a swing at Frankie Swinger with the ring bell, but he
gets out of the way.
Frankie Swinger snatches the ring bell from him.
Frankie Swinger hits him with the ring bell.
A few fans are cheering on Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

EL:  He just nailed Cobra with the ring bell!  Ring-A-Ding-Ding!  HA HA HA!

TG:  Yet Swinger can not keep King Cobra down for the three.

[Frankie Swinger whips King Cobra into the guardrail.
Frankie Swinger goes for the Doubledown, but King Cobra counters it with
a throw-off.
King Cobra hits him with the ring bell.
The crowd is cheering on King Cobra.
King Cobra is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

TG:  Now it's Cobra with the ring bell and ONE!  TWO!  Just short of a three count!

EL:  Get up Frankie!  Look!  He's pulling the silver dollars out again!

[Frankie Swinger is handed the roll of silver dollars.
Frankie Swinger takes a swing at King Cobra with the roll of silver dollars,
but he gets out of the way.
King Cobra snatches the roll of silver dollars from him.
King Cobra hits him with the roll of silver dollars.
King Cobra is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
They're brawling in mid-arena.
King Cobra hits a jumping side kick on Frankie Swinger.
King Cobra goes for the Snakebite, but Frankie Swinger counters it with
a backdrop.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frankie Swinger.]

TG:  It looked like it was all over for the TV champion right there.  King Cobra clocked him with the roll of silver dollars and was going for the Snakebite, but Frankie managed to drop back on top of him.

EL:  Frankie isn't going down that easy, Tor.  He's the champ, baby!

[Frankie Swinger goes for a double underhook suplex, but King Cobra
 counters it with a backdrop.
Frankie Swinger executes a low blow on King Cobra.
Frankie Swinger takes King Cobra down with a vertical suplex.
Frankie Swinger takes King Cobra down with a fallaway slam.
Frankie Swinger takes King Cobra down with a stomp.
Frankie Swinger throws King Cobra back into the ring.
Frankie Swinger is going for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One...]

TG:  And Swinger sends Cobra back into the ring... he's going for the pin!  ONE!

[two...]

EL:  TWO!  You've got him, Frankie!

[thr... shoulder up.]

TG:  It's not over!  King Cobra manages to get his shoulder up just in time!

EL:  Frankie is looking like he doesn't know what to do to put this guy down.

[Frankie Swinger pretends to roll some dice.
Frankie Swinger executes the Doubledown on King Cobra.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frankie Swinger.
Frankie Swinger goes for the pin.
Chris Parker counts: One...]

EL:  DOUBLEDOWN!  Maybe he does know how to put Cobra down!

TG:  And for the second time Frankie hit the Doubledown.  Will it work this time?

[two...]

TG:  It looks like Cobra will kick out!

[three.
A few fans are cheering on Frankie Swinger.
"Go Daddy-O" by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy again begins to play.]

TG:  That's all she wrote.  King Cobra kicks out, but just a little too late on that one.

EL:  It's payday for Frankie!  I knew he would take it.  Welcome back to the SWF, Cobra!  Take it away, Ricky Ascott!

RA:  The winner of this match... SWF Television Champion... FRANKIE SWINGER!!!!!!

TG:  And with Frankie Swinger taking the win over King Cobra, our job is almost done for the night.  

EL:  Thank god.  If I had to work just one more match with you, I think I would commit suicide.

TG:  Well actually, Ernie... we do have one more match on our schedule.

EL:  No!  My god has forsaken me!

TG:  It's Trinity's Hot Shot Donovan going one on one with The Judge!

["I Shot The Sheriff" by Eric Clapton blares over the sound system.]

RA:  This following contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first... From Montreal, Quebec, Canada... Weighing in at 295 pounds... THE JUDGE!!!!!!

[The crowd boos loudly as The Judge and The Bailiff make their way to the ring.  As they step through the ropes, the music fades out to "Some Like It Hot" by Power Station.]

RA:  His opponent... Led to the ring by Trisha Deneke... Hailing from Chicago, Illinois... Weighing in at 234 pounds... HOT SHOT DONOVAN!!!!!!

[Hot Shot Donovan and Trisha Deneke emerge from the entrance.  Donovan poses on the platform as
fireworks are launched behind him.]

TG:  And there he is!  Trinity's Hot Shot Donovan!  What an impressive wrestler this guy truly is.

EL:  The only thing impressive about Hot Shot is Trisha.

[They lock up.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the turnbuckle.
Hot Shot Donovan runs shoulder-first into the corner, but The Judge lifts his
 knee.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the ropes, but Hot Shot Donovan
 reverses it.
The Judge goes for a palm blow, but Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the turnbuckle.
The Judge comes back and rocks Hot Shot Donovan with an elbow.
The Judge attempts to place Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle, but
Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
The Judge locks Hot Shot Donovan in a choke against the ropes.
Roy Bean warns The Judge to let go.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, three, four.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, three, four.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, three, four.]

TG:  The match starts out with both men attempting to get advantage, yet neither of them seem to find a way to take control.

EL:  I beg to differ.  That choke on the ropes that The Judge is giving to Donovan seems to be working.  The Judge is brilliant.  He knows exactly how to bend the rules and get away with it.  I'd come out of retirement to manage a guy like this.

[The Judge runs into the ropes.
The Judge misses with a clothesline.
The Judge nails Hot Shot Donovan with a jumping elbow thrust.
The Judge takes Hot Shot Donovan down with a jumping elbow thrust.
The Judge gets a chinlock deathlock submission on Hot Shot Donovan.
Hot Shot Donovan is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Hot Shot Donovan reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.]

EL:  Donovan isn't having the best time in this match so far.  His mind definitely has to be messing with him since he was unable to defeat Fatal Fury.  Thanks to Equalizer I might add.

TG:  Well you also have to take into account that The Judge knows a lot more about Donovan in this contest.  It was just a few weeks ago at Slaughterhouse where Hot Shot defeated The Judge.  

EL:  Judge has been on a winning streak ever since though.  I don't think the pretty boy is gonna end it.

[The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan with a short clothesline.
The Judge takes Hot Shot Donovan down with a flying bulldog.
The Judge is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
The Judge nails Hot Shot Donovan with a slingshot legdrop.
The Judge seemingly enjoys the boos.
The Judge uses a Soviet suplex on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
The Judge uses a European uppercut on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge is going for the pin.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge nails Hot Shot Donovan with a power bomb.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, shoulder up.]

TG:  The Judge coming close to a win twice already.

EL:  That was a beautiful power bomb there.  Donovan is being put in his place tonight.  

[The Judge goes for an Indian deathlock, but Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the ropes, but The Judge reverses it.
Hot Shot Donovan takes The Judge down with a palm blow.
Hot Shot Donovan hits an elbowsmash on The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the ropes, but The Judge reverses it.
The Judge takes Hot Shot Donovan down with a palm blow.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the ropes.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge with a kick.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a dropkick, but The Judge side-steps and
Hot Shot Donovan only hits air.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the ropes, but Hot Shot Donovan
 reverses it.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge with a kick.
Hot Shot Donovan climbs to the top turnbuckle, but The Judge nails him
 in the stomach.
Hot Shot Donovan falls onto the top turnbuckle.
The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan with a superplex.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.]

EL:  Damn!  That was a rough fall for Hot Shot who will definitely not be pleasing Trisha anytime soon!

TG:  That was a distasteful comment.  What a magnificent suplex by the Judge, and he's going for a pin!

[The Judge is going for the pin.
Roy Bean counts: One]

TG:  That's one!

 [two]

TG:  Two!  This one could be over!

 [kickout.]

TG:  Close but no cigar.  Can you believe that the fans are actually beginning to cheer the Judge?

EL:  I never thought I'd see the day when the fans actually got smart.

[The Judge locks Hot Shot Donovan in the Ziplock.
Hot Shot Donovan is struggling to reach the ropes.
Hot Shot Donovan reaches the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds.
The Judge takes Hot Shot Donovan down with a European uppercut.
The Judge is going for the pin.
Roy Bean counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge locks Hot Shot Donovan in a camel clutch.
Hot Shot Donovan reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.]

TG:  The Judge has really come to win tonight.  He almost got the pin, and now he's followed up with a camel clutch.

EL:  Hot Shot manages to get out of that one, but as far as I'm concerned, this is just proving that Donovan's claims that he is ready for the World title are ridiculous.

[The Judge uses a springboard lariat on Hot Shot Donovan.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.
The Judge executes a slingshot legdrop on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge attempts to place Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle, but
Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
The Judge uses a DDT on Hot Shot Donovan.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
The Judge places Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle.
The Judge takes Hot Shot Donovan down with a superplex.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.]

EL:  Another superplex from The Judge.  Donovan is looking terrible here tonight.  It's a nice thing to see.

TG:  Definitely different from their first encounter.  What shocks me is the way the crowd has changed.  When this match started, it was Hot Shot being cheered and Judge getting the boos.  Now it's the exact opposite.

[The Judge hits a headbutt on Hot Shot Donovan.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a palm blow, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the ropes, but Hot Shot Donovan
 reverses it.
The Judge misses with a clothesline.
Hot Shot Donovan misses with a clothesline.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge with a clothesline.]

TG:  Hot Shot making a come back here!

EL:  Well it's about time.  He should at least try.  I mean, he's obviously gonna get beat anyway.

[Hot Shot Donovan hits a swinging neckbreaker on The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the ropes, but The Judge reverses it.
The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan with a kick.
The Judge goes for an inverted backbreaker, but Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
Hot Shot Donovan uses a forearm to the back on The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the turnbuckle, but The Judge reverses it.
The Judge runs shoulder-first into the corner.
The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan with a Soviet suplex.
The Judge throws Hot Shot Donovan out of the ring.
Roy Bean counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
Hot Shot Donovan reenters the ring.]

TG:  And Hot Shot just barely makes it back into the ring before the ten count.

EL:  That offense from Donovan was pretty short lived.  I think he may have actually though about walking out of the match when The Judge threw him out of the ring. 

[The Judge places Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle.
The Judge executes a superplex on Hot Shot Donovan.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
The Judge goes for a European uppercut, but Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a kick to the midsection, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the turnbuckle.
The Judge runs shoulder-first into the corner.
The Judge chops Hot Shot Donovan.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.
The Judge chops Hot Shot Donovan.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Trisha Deneke trips The Judge.
Roy Bean threatens Hot Shot Donovan with disqualification.
Roy Bean warns Trisha Deneke.
Roy Bean is back on the job.]

EL:  At least Trisha seems to care about her man's career.  Unfortunately it doesn't look like he does.

TG:  Hot Shot's heart is obviously not in this match, Ernie.

EL:  To be honest, the way he's been acting lately makes me think that his heart isn't in his career period.

[The Judge uses a palm blow on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge places Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle.
The Judge nails Hot Shot Donovan with a superplex.
The Judge places Hot Shot Donovan on the turnbuckle.
The Judge hits a superplex on Hot Shot Donovan.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
The Judge kicks Hot Shot Donovan.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.
The Judge kicks Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge chops Hot Shot Donovan.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.]

EL:  You idiot, Donovan!  He hits the man once and immediately turns his attention to the stupid fans.

TG:  I think Hot Shot is realizing that he's not exactly giving 100% tonight, so let's see if he's willing to switch things around and take this match into his control.

[Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan whips The Judge into the ropes.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Judge with a bodyslam.
Hot Shot Donovan runs into the ropes.
The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan with a shoulderblock.
The Judge whips Hot Shot Donovan into the ropes, but Hot Shot Donovan
 reverses it.
Hot Shot Donovan kicks The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan chops The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.]

TG:  Hot Shot is doing a great job of turning this match around, but he seems to be getting distracted by the boos from the fans.  He's not exactly used to getting boos.

EL:  Christ on a stick!  If he doesn't want to get boos from the crowd, he should actually do something!

[Hot Shot Donovan kicks The Judge.
The Judge kicks Hot Shot Donovan.
Hot Shot Donovan kicks The Judge.
Hot Shot Donovan is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
Hot Shot Donovan kicks The Judge.
The Judge hits Hot Shot Donovan.
The Judge doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting.
The Judge executes the Death Sentence on Hot Shot Donovan.
Roy Bean counts: One...]

TG:  Hot Shot is still trying to stay in this one, but the fans just don't care and it's obviously getting under his skin.  Hold up here, The Judge nails him with THE DEATH SENTENCE!  He's going for the cover!

 [two...]

TG:  We have a two count, and Hot Shot is down for the three.

[three.
"I Shot The Sheriff" begins to play again.
The crowd is wildly cheering The Judge with only a few scattered boos audible.]

TG:  That's gonna do it.  Plain and simple, The Judge came here to wrestle tonight while Hot Shot well... I'm not sure what Hot Shot came here to do.

EL:  Donovan obviously came here to lose.  

TG:  Rick Ascott has the official result of the match.

RA:  The winner of  the match... THE JUDGE!!!!!!

EL:  I personally think Ascott should have announced the loser instead.  Rack another win up for The Judge who just seems to be invincible lately.

TG:  Well, that'll do it for us tonight, but the show is far from over.  We still have lots of action left, so let's send it over to Simon Phoenix and Night Shade Lane.

SP: Well here we are, finally, to cover the SWF American Title match.

NS: You know Phoenix since Shhh took over we have been covering
A lot of big matches. Not like the stuff they threw at us before.

SP: He recognizes greatness, that's all.

NS: Either that or we just work cheaper then anyone else. 

SP: Well tonight Tanner Boyle is matched up against Fatal Fury for the
SWF American Title. Fury has been working hard to claim this title but 
Tanner has vowed not to give it up. So without further ado let's get down to
Ringside and see how it ends up.

RA: This contest is scheduled for one fall.
It is for the SWF American Title.

["...And Justice For All" by Metallica starts to play as the lights dim
and streaks of lights dart across the arena to the rhythm of the music]

RA: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 294
pounds, here is Fatal Fury!!

[Fatal Fury emerges from the entrance to the sound of loud popping as
fireworks light up the arena. He makes his way down to the ring as the
crowd cheers him on. As he enters the ring his music fades and is
replaced by "The Ruff Riders" by DMX starts to play ]

RA: And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 285 pounds, 
here is the  SWF American Champion..., Tanner Boyle!!

[Tanner Boyle comes through the curtains and makes an X with his arms and 
screams as several fireworks are launched behind him. The crowd goes wild as he runs to the ring stopping every so often to scream at the crowd.]

Tanner Boyle

Fatal Fury attacks Tanner Boyle before the bell.

NS: Fury isn't waiting for a bell he is going to end this match before it ever starts!

Fatal Fury nails Tanner Boyle with a Gorilla Press.
Fatal Fury is going for the pin.

SP: And once again you know why Fury is a leader among wrestlers here at the SWF.

Johnny Walker counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Fatal Fury throws Tanner Boyle out of the ring.
Johnny Walker counts: one, Tanner Boyle reenters the ring.
Fatal Fury goes for a cobra clutch, but Tanner Boyle counters it with
an armdrag takedown.
Tanner Boyle catches Fatal Fury in a double chickenwing submission.
Tanner Boyle lets go after 26 seconds.

NS: WHY LORD WHY do these people let go? 

SP: We still have a lot of matches to go this is only the middle of the PPV.

Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury with a roundhouse right.
Tanner Boyle goes for a bearhug, but Fatal Fury counters it with a punch.
Fatal Fury whips Tanner Boyle into the ropes.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury with a shoulderblock.
Tanner Boyle goes for a Gorilla Press, but Fatal Fury blocks it.
Fatal Fury goes for a lariat, but Tanner Boyle ducks out of the way.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury.
The crowd is going crazy.
Fatal Fury punches Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury is eliciting a sizable round of boos.

SP: As you can tell by the cries of the crowd, Tanner is the All American 
Boy here tonight.

NS: No Kip Douglass was the All American not Tanner Boyle

SP: Well Douglass ain't here now is he?

Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Fatal Fury goes for a clothesline, but Tanner Boyle counters it with
a Gorilla Press.
Tanner Boyle has the crowd going wild.
Tanner Boyle goes for a back suplex, but Fatal Fury blocks it.
Fatal Fury goes for a clothesline, but Tanner Boyle counters it with
a Gorilla Press.
The crowd is going crazy.
In turn, Fatal Fury counters it with a facerake.
Fatal Fury whips Tanner Boyle into the turnbuckle.
Fatal Fury hits a forearm smash on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury goes for a kick to the midsection, but Tanner Boyle blocks it.
Tanner Boyle executes a powerslam on Fatal Fury.

SP: Fury goes across Boyle's body and Boyle has the cover.

Johnny Walker counts: One, two, kickout.
Tanner Boyle goes for an inverted power bomb, but Fatal Fury blocks it.
Fatal Fury hits a belly-to-back suplex on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury takes Tanner Boyle down with a vertical suplex.
Fatal Fury executes a Tombstone on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury is eliciting a sizable round of boos.

NS: The fans may not like Fury but what a power house he is tonight. 

Fatal Fury runs into the ropes.
Fatal Fury nails Tanner Boyle with a lariat.
Fatal Fury is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Fatal Fury executes the Furious Fall on Tanner Boyle.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Fatal Fury uses a belly-to-back suplex on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury yells at the crowd.

SP: Yeah! Yell at those worthless good for nothin's.

NS: Uh Phoenix they inadvertently paid our salaries so WATCH WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT THEM YOU BLEEP!

Fatal Fury is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Fatal Fury goes for a Tombstone, but Tanner Boyle blocks it.
Tanner Boyle attempts to place Fatal Fury on the turnbuckle, but Fatal Fury blocks it.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury.
The crowd is really behind Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury chops Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury punches Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury further incites the crowd.
Fatal Fury punches Tanner Boyle.
Tanner Boyle chops Fatal Fury.
Tanner Boyle kicks Fatal Fury.
There are lots of chants for Tanner Boyle.

SP: Tanner Boyle can seem to get this thing going tonight. If he doesn't start something soon Fury is going to walk away with the belt.

NS: Tanner has just been holding out and letting Fury wear himself out.

SP: If he is waiting for Fury to go down he has another thing coming. 

Fatal Fury punches Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury whips Tanner Boyle into the turnbuckle.
Fatal Fury goes for a powerslam, but Tanner Boyle counters it with a lariat.
Tanner Boyle is going for the pin.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, shoulder up.

NS: See and you were worried. When Tanner makes his move it is for a pin not just for show.

SP: It was only a two count Shade. The number has to be three.

Tanner Boyle nails Fatal Fury with a backbreaker.
The crowd is really behind Tanner Boyle.
Tanner Boyle uses a backbreaker on Fatal Fury.
Tanner Boyle whips Fatal Fury into the ropes, but Fatal Fury reverses it.
Tanner Boyle goes for a football tackle, but Fatal Fury counters it with a DDT.

SP: A DDT and Tanner is staggering to his feet. He is going to have a headache after that one.

Fatal Fury further incites the crowd.
Fatal Fury nails Tanner Boyle with a Big Leg Drop.
Fatal Fury is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Fatal Fury nails Tanner Boyle with a double underhook suplex.
Fatal Fury catches Tanner Boyle in a hangman.
Tanner Boyle is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Tanner Boyle reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Fatal Fury catches Tanner Boyle in a front facelock.
Tanner Boyle is struggling to reach the ropes.
Tanner Boyle tries to escape the hold.
Tanner Boyle is struggling to reach the ropes.
Fatal Fury lets go after 12 seconds.
Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury.
Tanner Boyle puts Fatal Fury in a bearhug.

SP: Tanner has Fury in a bearhug and he is fighting to get out.

NS: He is actually dragging Tanner with him towards the ropes. That is pure determination on Fury's part.

Fatal Fury reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.
Tanner Boyle whips Fatal Fury into the ropes.
Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle with a shoulderblock.
Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle with a kneedrop.
Fatal Fury puts Tanner Boyle in a front facelock.
Tanner Boyle is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Tanner Boyle reaches the ropes after being trapped for 22 seconds.
Fatal Fury executes a belly-to-back suplex on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle with a double underhook suplex.
Fatal Fury takes Tanner Boyle down with a Big Leg Drop.
Fatal Fury executes a clothesline on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury executes a powerslam on Tanner Boyle.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, kickout.

SP: Hey Shade I hear they are having a special preview at the end of the card tonight.

NS: Yeah Shhh didn't hold back on this one. I understand it cost him almost as much as it did to purchase the SWF.

SP: Any clues.

NS: I guess we will just have to stay tuned.

Fatal Fury complains about a slow count.
Fatal Fury nails Tanner Boyle with an elbowdrop.
Fatal Fury hits a Hotshot on Tanner Boyle.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Fatal Fury hits a kneedrop on Tanner Boyle.
Tanner Boyle nails him with a low blow.

SP: Owwwwwww Fury ain't getting any tonight.

NS: Can you say CUP!

The crowd is going crazy.
He goes for the pin.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

SP: Fury is trying to stand by is still walking a bit funny.

Tanner Boyle whips Fatal Fury into the ropes.
Fatal Fury takes Tanner Boyle down with a lariat.
Fatal Fury is being booed out of the building.
Fatal Fury executes the Furious Fall on Tanner Boyle.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Fatal Fury uses an over-the-shoulder stomachbreaker on Tanner Boyle.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Fatal Fury runs into the ropes.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury with a shoulderblock.
Tanner Boyle attempts to place Fatal Fury on the turnbuckle, but Fatal 
Fury blocks it.
Tanner Boyle hits a fireman's carry on Fatal Fury.

SP: By the way I understand that GT is going to have a new rival to content with.

NS: Who is it? 

SP: A new comer to the SWF but not to wrestling. It's the Budman!

NS: Budman? Are you sure it isn't Coors or Black Label.

Tanner Boyle executes a stomachbreaker on Fatal Fury.
Tanner Boyle is going for the pin.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, kickout.
Tanner Boyle attempts to place Fatal Fury on the turnbuckle, but Fatal 
Fury blocks it.
Tanner Boyle nails Fatal Fury with a dropkick.
Tanner Boyle takes Fatal Fury down with a Gorilla Press.
Tanner Boyle has the crowd going wild.
Tanner Boyle hits Fatal Fury with a back suplex.

NS: A back suplex and Tanner is going for the cover.

SP: It seems that Tanner is finally getting something going.

Tanner Boyle is going for the pin.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tanner Boyle hits a fireman's carry on Fatal Fury.
Tanner Boyle whips Fatal Fury into the ropes, but Fatal Fury reverses it.
Fatal Fury hits Tanner Boyle with a kick.
Fatal Fury locks Tanner Boyle in a figure-four leglock.
Tanner Boyle tries to escape the hold.
Fatal Fury lets go after 13 seconds.

SP: Fury had this match sewn up and he blows it by letting go.

Fatal Fury runs into the ropes.
Fatal Fury hits a lariat on Tanner Boyle.
Fatal Fury executes the Furious Fall on Tanner Boyle.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Fatal Fury gets a sleeperhold on Tanner Boyle.

NS: Time for a little shut eye Tanner

Tanner Boyle reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.
Fatal Fury whips Tanner Boyle into the turnbuckle, but Tanner Boyle reverses it.
Fatal Fury comes back and rocks Tanner Boyle with an elbow.
Fatal Fury locks Tanner Boyle in a cobra clutch.
Tanner Boyle is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Tanner Boyle reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.
Fatal Fury locks Tanner Boyle in a sleeperhold.
Tanner Boyle breaks the hold after 7 seconds.
Tanner Boyle nails Fatal Fury with a double underhook piledriver.
Tanner Boyle gives the sign for the X-Plosion.

SP: Tanner thinks he is going to put this match to bed. He has just given the sign for his finisher.

NS: We have seen finishers all night long Phoenix and these guys just seem to laugh it off.

SP: It's a new breed of wrestler Shade. Stamina beyond belief.

Tanner Boyle executes the X-Plosion on Fatal Fury.
Johnny Walker counts: One, two, three.

NS: OH MY GOD! He did it. He managed to pin Fury. I can't believe it.

SP: Well you'd better. Tanner wanted to keep the belt and he has done it.

Tanner Boyle has the crowd going wild.

[Tanner holds the belt above his head as Johnny Walker steps to the middle of the ring]

JW: The winner and still the SWF American Champion Tanner Boyle! In a match time of 11 minutes and 8 seconds.

["The Ruff Riders" plays as Tanner makes his way back to the locker room]

SP: You've got to admit that Fury dominated that match up to the final minutes.

NS: Yeah but all it takes is that one precise move, a pin and a three count.

SP: Well here we are for the Tag Team Title Match and what a match this will be.

NS: During the last few weeks we have seen all three teams in matches and all
have won at least once.

SP: Well I am going with The KBK.

NS: Why would you want to do that?

SP: I like the dog.

NS: That's no dog that's their manager!

SP: No I mean the little dog from the commercials.

NS: So do I.

[The house lights begin to dim and the jumbotron explodes with Ground Zero
in gold letters then changes to green letters of the KBK and finally red 
letters from Trinity.]

This match is ready to get underway and I see Bruce Campbell is already
in the ring.

RA: This contest is a tag team triangle match scheduled for one fall.
It is for the SWF World Tag Team Titles.

["The End" by the Doors begin to blare as the house lights dim]

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Tyler...
At a total combined weight of 580 pounds...

Ground Zero

[Black Jack, Kaneda and Tyler step up on the platform as the crowd cheers and multi-colored laser lights shoot through the arena]

NS: I really do like this song.

SP: I've always known you to be a bit morbid Shade.

[Ground Zero walk slowly to ther ring slapping hands with their fans. As they enter the ring  'Welcome To My Nightmare' by Alice Cooper begins to play. You hear loud boos from the audience.]

Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 545 pounds...
The Living Dead

[Flame shoots from the ramp as The Living Dead step up onto the platform. They make their way to the ring as the crowd continues to boo and throw debris. As the Dead make their way into the ring "California Love" by 2pac begins to play to play over the speaker system ]

Their opponents...
Led to the ring by Baby Girl...
At a total combined weight of 496 pounds...

The SWF World Tag Team Champions...
Kold Blooded Killaz

[ Chico and El Cholo appear with Baby girl on the rampway.  The jumbotron shows a picture of the three saluting with the Taco Bell flag behind them and the little Chihuahua standing on a table in front of them. The crowd is going wild as the walk to the ring.]

NS: This is going to be one hell of a match.

SP: You have said that about every match so far.

NS: Yes but I really mean it about this one.

SP: It looks like Rigor and Black Jack are going to start this thing off and
there goes the bell.

They lock up.
Black Jack goes for a spinebuster slam, but Rigor counters it with a kneelift.
Rigor chops Black Jack.
Rigor chops Black Jack.
Black Jack hits Rigor.
Black Jack chops Rigor.
The crowd is starting to get behind Black Jack.
Black Jack hits Rigor.
Black Jack goes for a power bomb, but Rigor counters it with a backdrop.
Rigor uses a kick to the midsection on Black Jack.
Rigor executes the Rigor Vigor on Black Jack.
Black Jack is close to passing out from the pain.
Bruce Campbell asks Black Jack if he should stop the fight.
Black Jack shakes his head.
Bruce Campbell asks Black Jack if he's had enough.
Black Jack shakes his head.
Black Jack isn't moving anymore.

NS: Already we see that Rigor has the advantage with this big man from Ground Zero.

SP: Black Jack made his first mistake by showing up tonight and Rigor is going to accommodate him by letting him leave early.

Bruce Campbell tells Black Jack to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Black Jack nods.
Bruce Campbell asks Black Jack if he should stop the fight.
Black Jack shakes his head.

NS: Campbell is concerned and is ready to stop the fight but Black Jack is
refusing to give in

SP: Well if he did this early in the game then Ground Zero could never show 
up for another match.

Black Jack starts moving again.
Bruce Campbell tells Black Jack to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Black Jack nods.
Bruce Campbell checks Black Jack's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.

NS: I don't know this may be it for the big man. Rigor is not letting up.

He lifts it... it stays up !
Black Jack fights his way out of the hold after 1 minute.

SP: A full minute in Rigor's submission hold. That has got to be a record.

Black Jack goes for a vertical suplex, but Rigor blocks it.
Mortis enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Kaneda enters the ring and lays out Mortis.
The crowd is really behind Kaneda.
Black Jack and Kaneda whip Rigor into the ropes.
They hit Rigor with a double fist to the midsection.

NS: Kaneda and Mortis have entered the ring.

SP: Kaneda is not about to let his partner get doubled teamed here tonight.

NS: I was talking with him earlier and although he doesn't have the aggressiveness of Black Jack as far as speech goes, his actions speak
louder then words.

Kaneda leaves the ring.
Black Jack hits Rigor with a Gorilla Press.
Black Jack goes for a headbutt, but Rigor blocks it.
Rigor tags out to Mortis.

SP: Rigor makes the tag and a little bit of double teaming is taking place.

NS: Where is Kaneda when you need him.

SP: He's probably still looking at Baby Girl.

Mortis and Rigor whip Black Jack into the ropes.
They hit Black Jack with a double backdrop.
Mortis and Rigor whip Black Jack into the ropes.
They hit Black Jack with a double fist to the midsection.
Rigor leaves the ring.
Mortis hits Black Jack with a punch.
Mortis hits Black Jack with a faceslam.
Mortis goes for the Mortis Tortise, but he can't do it.

NS: Mortis just tryied his finisher on Black Jack but Black Jack is not
about to get in another situation like that.

SP: He is countering and goes for a submission hold.

Black Jack counters it with an armbar submission.
Mortis reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.
Black Jack runs into the ropes.
Mortis hits Black Jack with a clothesline.
Mortis takes Black Jack down with a Russian legsweep.
The crowd is booing Mortis.

NS: I have to tell you that Black Jack is having a lot of difficulty with
The Living Dead here tonight.

Mortis goes for a bulldog headlock, but Black Jack throws him off.
Black Jack uses an inverted power bomb on Mortis.
Black Jack is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Black Jack runs into the ropes.
Mortis misses with an elbow.
Black Jack hits Mortis with an elbow.
Black Jack nails Mortis with an over-the-shoulder stomachbreaker.

SP: It looks as though Black Jack has had enough and is heading over for 
the tag.

Black Jack tags out to El Cholo.
El Cholo throws Mortis out of the ring.
Bruce Campbell counts: one, two, Mortis reenters the ring.
El Cholo goes for a DDT, but Mortis blocks it.
Mortis tags out to Rigor.
Mortis goes for a thrust kick to the head, but El Cholo ducks out of the way.
Mortis leaves the ring.
Rigor hits a low blow on El Cholo.

NS: Rigor and Mortis have really been impressive tonight. 
They have dominated thefirst few minutes of this match.

Rigor chops El Cholo.
Rigor kicks El Cholo.
El Cholo chops Rigor.
El Cholo seemingly enjoys the boos.
El Cholo hits Rigor.
El Cholo is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
El Cholo hits Rigor.
El Cholo goes for a powerslam, but Rigor counters it with a lariat.
Rigor is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Rigor tags out to Black Jack.

NS: Black Jack is the man that Rigor tags out to and is climbing in the 
ring with a look of vengeance.

Black Jack hits El Cholo with a kneebreaker.
Black Jack hits El Cholo.
The crowd is cheering on Black Jack.
Black Jack chops El Cholo.
Black Jack takes El Cholo down with the Running Forearm Smash.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.

SP: A running forearm smash and a near pin for Ground Zero.

NS: Just a two count no big deal.

Black Jack goes for a football tackle, but El Cholo side-steps and Black Jack
 only hits air.
El Cholo gives the sign for the Run For The Border.
El Cholo executes the Run For The Border on Black Jack.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, in the ropes...
El Cholo takes Black Jack down with an elbowdrop.
El Cholo tags out to Rigor.

SP: After the tag Rigor and Black Jack are at each others throat again.

NS: Black Jack needs to get out of the ring and send in someone else to deal with Rigor. 

Rigor catches Black Jack in a Boston crab.
Black Jack is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Black Jack reaches the ropes after being trapped for 11 seconds.
Rigor gets a figure-four leglock on Black Jack.
Black Jack breaks the hold after 9 seconds.
Black Jack executes a DDT on Rigor.
The crowd is really behind Black Jack.
Black Jack goes for a piledriver, but Rigor blocks it.
Black Jack whips Rigor into the ropes, but Rigor reverses it.
Black Jack goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Rigor counters it with a side suplex.
Rigor tags out to Mortis.

SP: I think Black Jack has got his groove back and has forced Rigor to make the tag to Mortis.  

NS: Big mistake because The Dead tend to do a lot of damage when they are both in the ring.

Mortis and Rigor whip Black Jack into the ropes.
They hit Black Jack with a double kick to the midsection.
Rigor leaves the ring.
Mortis goes for a DDT, but Black Jack throws him off.
Black Jack throws Mortis out of the ring.
Bruce Campbell counts: one, two, three, Mortis reenters the ring.
Black Jack takes Mortis down with a kick to the midsection.
Black Jack goes for a power bomb, but Mortis counters it with a rana.

SP: It never ceases to amaze me how they get their legs wrapped around their opponent's neck like that.

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Mortis tags out to Rigor.
Mortis nails Black Jack with a thrust kick to the head.
The crowd is booing Mortis.
Rigor uses a Victory Roll on Black Jack.

NS: A victory roll by Rigor and Black Jack's shoulders are on the mat.

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, in the ropes...

SP: A near pin by Rigor and the ropes saved Ground Zero.

Mortis leaves the ring.
Rigor nails Black Jack with a DDT.
Security guards are restraining some fans from hitting the ring.
Rigor executes the Rigor Vigor on Black Jack.

NS: Oh no not the Rigor Vigor again. This is a real damaging move on Black Jack. 

Black Jack breaks the hold after 10 seconds.

SP: It seems Black Jack has figured out how to get out of that one.

Black Jack kicks Rigor.
The crowd is really behind Black Jack.
Black Jack punches Rigor.
There are lots of chants for Black Jack.
Rigor chops Black Jack.
Black Jack kicks Rigor.
The crowd is really behind Black Jack.
Black Jack executes a Russian legsweep on Rigor.
Black Jack is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.

NS: A series of good moves by Black Jack and a near pin. 

SP: The look on Rigor's face is one of "I can't believe he did that"

NS: Well he better believe it. Black Jack is out for blood! 

Black Jack whips Rigor into the ropes.
Tyler trips Rigor.
Bruce Campbell threatens Ground Zero with disqualification.

SP: Tyler needs to be careful or Ground Zero will loose the match for sure.

NS: Hey she didn't trip him. She was just point out that his shoe was untied.

Bruce Campbell warns Tyler.
Bruce Campbell is back on the job.
Black Jack catches Rigor in a Sammartino backbreaker.
Rigor reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.
Black Jack tags out to Kaneda.

SP: Finally Black Jack leave and his partner is in.

Mortis enters the ring and lays out Black Jack.

NS: Yeah Mortis is making sure he leaves, the hard way.

SP: Wasn't that a movie with Michael J. Fox?

The crowd is booing Mortis.
Rigor and Mortis whip Kaneda into the ropes.
They hit Kaneda with a double backdrop.
Mortis leaves the ring.
Rigor tags out to El Cholo.
El Cholo hits Kaneda with a leg lariat.
El Cholo goes for a Frankensteiner from the top rope, but Kaneda side-steps and El Cholo only hits air.
There are lots of chants for Kaneda.
Kaneda hits El Cholo with a ropeflip hiptoss.

NS: Kaneda is a master at those submission moves but needs a little work
On the power moves.

Kaneda goes for an armbar submission, but El Cholo blocks it.
El Cholo whips Kaneda into the ropes.
El Cholo hits Kaneda with an elbow.
El Cholo tags out to Chico.
Chico and El Cholo whip Kaneda into the ropes.
They hit Kaneda with a double fist to the midsection.

SP: Owwwwwwww that hit to the midsection has doubled over Kaneda and they
Are not finished with him yet.

Chico and El Cholo whip Kaneda into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Kaneda with a double fist to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
The crowd is really behind Kaneda.
El Cholo leaves the ring.
Kaneda throws Chico out of the ring.
Kaneda goes for a plancha, but Chico moves out of the way.

NS: Kaneda misjudged that one and he looks like he is having trouble
Getting to his feet.

El Cholo comes over to make it two-on-one.
Chico takes Kaneda down with a flying somersault headbutt.
El Cholo hits Kaneda with an enzuigiri to the face.
Chico hits a German suplex on Kaneda.
Black Jack comes over and lays out El Cholo.

SP: And Black Jack is coming over to help out his partner.

Black Jack nails Chico with a DDT.
Kaneda goes for a frog splash, but Chico rolls out of the way.
Bruce Campbell counts:  1.
Chico is handed a frying pan.
Chico takes a swing at Kaneda with the frying pan, but he gets out of the way.
Kaneda snatches the frying pan from him.
Kaneda takes a swing at Chico with the frying pan, but he gets out of the way.
Chico snatches the frying pan from him.
Chico hits him with the frying pan.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Chico whips Kaneda into the guardrail.
Chico goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Kaneda counters it with a side suplex.

SP: they are both out of the ring and Campbell in up to 2.

Bruce Campbell counts:  2.
Kaneda whips Chico into the guardrail.
Kaneda executes a German suplex on Chico.
Bruce Campbell counts:  3.
Kaneda executes the Shockwave on Chico on the concrete floor.
The crowd is really behind Kaneda.

NS: THE SHOCKWAVE! There is no way that Chico is getting up from that one.

SP: Oh he is getting up alright but very slowly. 

NS: He probably feels like Godzilla just stomped on him.

Kaneda whips Chico into the guardrail.
Kaneda goes for a German suplex, but Chico counters it with an elbowsmash.
Bruce Campbell counts:  4.
Chico whips Kaneda into the guardrail.
Chico goes for a backbreaker, but Kaneda blocks it.
Kaneda reenters the ring.
Chico follows him back in.

NS: Both wrestlers are back in the ring after a few minutes rest outside
And they are ready to go.

SP: You call that rest?

NS: Kaneda doesn't think so apparently cause he is going to the corner
To make the tag to Rigor.

Kaneda tags out to Rigor.
Rigor goes for a piledriver, but Chico counters it with
a slingshot into the turnbuckle.
A portion of the crowd is booing Chico.
Chico takes Rigor down with a tiger suplex.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Chico hits him with the frying pan.
A portion of the crowd is booing Chico.
Chico takes Rigor down with a clothesline.
Chico takes Rigor down with an inverted power bomb.
A portion of the crowd is booing Chico.

SP: Chico is wasting no time in making mince meat out of Rigor.

Chico uses an Asai moonsault on Rigor.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Chico hits a clothesline on Rigor.
Chico is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, kickout.
Chico hits him with a frying pan.
Chico hits a tiger suplex on Rigor.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, shoulder up.

NS: And now that he is through Cholo will make the pie.

Chico tags out to El Cholo.
El Cholo executes a flying spinning leg lariat on Rigor.
El Cholo doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting.
El Cholo goes for an abdominal stretch, but Rigor counters it with a facerake.
El Cholo begs off.

SP: Rigor has had enough and is going to make Cholo pay.

Rigor uses a piledriver on El Cholo.
Rigor is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Rigor whips El Cholo into the ropes, but El Cholo reverses it.
El Cholo hits Rigor with a kick.
El Cholo throws Rigor out of the ring.
El Cholo goes through the ropes.
El Cholo goes for a gutwrench suplex, but Rigor counters it with a backdrop.
Rigor throws El Cholo back into the ring.
Rigor goes for a sleeperhold, but El Cholo counters it with a jawbreaker.
El Cholo throws Rigor out of the ring.
Bruce Campbell counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,

SP: Does it appear to you that Campbell doesn't like the Dead?

NS: What makes you say that?

SP: That had to be the fastest count we have heard all night.

Rigor reenters the ring.
El Cholo executes a powerslam on Rigor.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
El Cholo hits a legdrop on Rigor.
Chico enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
El Cholo and Chico whip Rigor into the ropes.
They hit Rigor with a double kick to the midsection.
Chico leaves the ring.
El Cholo puts Rigor in a chokehold.

SP: Cholo has a death grip on Rigor and is refusing to let go.

Bruce Campbell warns El Cholo to let go.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three, four.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three, four.

NS: He is really testing Campbell on this one.

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three, four.
El Cholo sets up Rigor on the table.
El Cholo tries to drive Rigor through the table with a flying bulldog, but he
moves out of the way.
The table didn't break.

SP: Quick move by Rigor sends pain through Cholo's bodies as he hits the 
Table.

Rigor throws El Cholo out of the ring.
Rigor jumps onto him with a senton.
Bruce Campbell counts:  1.
Baby Girl comes from behind, but Rigor nails Baby Girl.

SP: I can't believe he nailed her.

NS: All she wanted was to ask him for a date. But I guess that relationship
is over with.

El Cholo reenters the ring.
Rigor follows him back in.
El Cholo executes the Run For The Border on Rigor.

NS: I don't think Rigor is going to get out of this one. This match will be
over... but wait he is nearing the ropes. 

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, in the ropes...
El Cholo tries to drive Rigor through the table with a piledriver, but he
blocks it.
Mortis enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Chico enters the ring and throws Mortis out of the ring.
Chico is starting to get more cheers than boos.

SP: It appears that Mortis has had enough and went into help his partner
Only to be met by Chico who immediately took care of the situation.

Chico executes the Running Forearm Smash on Rigor.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

NS: Wait a minute, Chico is not the legal man.

SP: Who cares a pin is a pin.

NS: In this case it was a near pin.

El Cholo executes a dragon suplex on Rigor.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Chico leaves the ring.
Rigor punches him in the throat.

SP: A slam to the throat and Cholo is having problems getting
His breath.

He goes for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Rigor whips El Cholo into the ropes.
Rigor hits El Cholo with a clothesline.
Rigor sets up El Cholo on the table.
Rigor executes a Tombstone through the table.
The table didn't break.

NS: What are these tables made out of? I haven't seen one break yet!

Rigor hits El Cholo with a backbreaker.
Rigor goes for an armbar submission, but El Cholo blocks it.
El Cholo tags out to Chico.
Mortis enters the ring, but gets cut off.

SP: Mortis tries to get into help out but Campbell is stopping him.

NS: Unfortunately while he is dealing with Mortis it has given the KBK
The opportunity to double team Rigior.

Chico and El Cholo whip Rigor into the ropes.
They hit Rigor with a double elbowsmash.
El Cholo nails Rigor with a clothesline.
Chico nails Rigor with a flying somersault headbutt.
Chico acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Chico and El Cholo hit Rigor with a double clothesline.
Mortis gets back up and lays out El Cholo.
Rigor and Mortis whip Chico into the ropes.
Rigor and Mortis hit Chico with a double clothesline.
Mortis leaves the ring.
Rigor tags out to Kaneda.

SP: Rigor out and Kaneda in. Now for some really action.

Kaneda whips Chico into the ropes.
Kaneda hits Chico with a kick.
Kaneda puts Chico in a sleeperhold.

NS: Nitey nite Chico.

Chico is struggling to reach the ropes.
Kaneda lets go after 17 seconds.

SP: He had him! Why did he let go????

Kaneda takes Chico down with a ropeflip moonsault.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Kaneda complains about a slow count.
Kaneda runs into the ropes.
Chico hits Kaneda with a shoulderblock.
Chico takes Kaneda down with a savate kick.
Chico is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, shoulder up.
El Cholo enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Chico and El Cholo whip Kaneda into the ropes.
Chico and El Cholo hit Kaneda with a double clothesline.

NS: Kaneda goes flying. The KBK are helping him up now and.....

Chico and El Cholo whip Kaneda into the ropes.
Chico and El Cholo hit Kaneda with a double clothesline.

SP: Kaneda is taking quite a beating from these two. 

NS: They are good by themselves but they are dynamite together.

El Cholo executes a piledriver on Kaneda.
Chico nails Kaneda with a flying senton.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
El Cholo leaves the ring.
Chico hits a double underhook piledriver on Kaneda.
Chico takes Kaneda down with a clothesline.
Chico nails Kaneda with an Asai moonsault.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, kickout.

NS: That wasn't even long enough to count.

Chico whips Kaneda into the ropes.
Chico hits Kaneda with a backdrop.

SP: A flying backdrop pushes Kaneda towards the ropes.

Kaneda falls out of the ring.
Chico goes through the ropes.
Chico knocks Kaneda into the ringsteps.
Chico goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Kaneda counters it with a facerake.
Tyler comes from behind and distracts Chico.
Bruce Campbell counts:  1.
Kaneda sets up Chico on the table.
Kaneda tries to drive Chico through the table with a slingshot somersault splash, but he moves out of the way.
The table didn't break.

NS: Kaneda isn't moving and neither did the table.

Chico is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Chico hits Kaneda with a brain buster.

SP: These guys must have stell implanted in their heads and necks. How
Can anyone survive that on concrete.

NS: It's all in the wrist.

SP: It has nothing to do with the wrist!

Chico executes an elbowsmash on Kaneda.
Chico hits a European uppercut on Kaneda.
Bruce Campbell counts:  2.

SP: Still outside the ring and Campbell is up to two.

NS: If they both get counted out that means the Dead wins right?

El Cholo comes over to make it two-on-one.
El Cholo hits Kaneda with a clothesline.
Chico executes a German suplex on Kaneda.
El Cholo nails Kaneda with a cartwheel kick.
Chico goes for an inverted power bomb, but Kaneda blocks it.
Kaneda nails Chico with a Frankensteiner.
Chico uses a Samoan Drop on Kaneda.
Bruce Campbell counts:  3.
Chico reenters the ring.
Kaneda follows him back in.
Chico executes the Frejoles Bomb on Kaneda.

SP: Back in the ring and Chico tries for the pin with his finisher.

Chico is being booed like there is no tomorrow.

NS: The crowd really doesn't like the KBK and is expressing it quite well.

SP: Where they like them or not they are about to get the first pin of the evening.

Chico goes for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three.

Kaneda has been eliminated.
Security guards are restraining some fans from hitting the ring.

SP: The fans are going crazy and are trying to get to Chico. 

NS: The fans are crazy if they want to try to get in the ring with that
crazy bastard.

SP: The KBK have eliminated Ground Zero in a mere 18 minutes and 47 seconds, but now have to deal with The Living Dead.

NS: Mortis is climbing in the ring to take on Cholo.

El Cholo whips Mortis into the ropes.
El Cholo nails Mortis with a clothesline.
El Cholo runs into the ropes.
Mortis misses with a clothesline.
El Cholo misses with an elbow.
Mortis hits El Cholo with a clothesline.
Mortis executes a flying clothesline on El Cholo.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Mortis.
Mortis catches El Cholo in a camel clutch.
Mortis lets go after 12 seconds.
Mortis poses for the crowd.

NS: Mortis is showing off his new outfit for the crowd.

Mortis is starting to get more cheers than boos.

SP: And apparently they approve.

Rigor enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Chico enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Mortis and Rigor whip El Cholo into the ropes.
Mortis and Rigor hit El Cholo with a double choke slam.
Mortis and Rigor hit El Cholo with a double Russian legsweep.
Rigor leaves the ring.

NS: The Dead is giving Cholo a taste of his own medicine with a 
Little double teaming.

SP: Very effective if I do say so myself. Cholo is having trouble getting
to his feet.

Mortis whips El Cholo into the ropes, but El Cholo reverses it.
El Cholo hits Mortis with a clothesline.

NS: WHAM! A clothesline and Mortis is heading towards the ropes.

Mortis falls out of the ring.
Bruce Campbell counts: one, two, three, four, Mortis reenters the ring.
El Cholo tags out to Chico.

SP: I am telling you Campbell does a fast count when it comes to the Dead.

Chico goes for an Asai moonsault, but Mortis counters it with a Tombstone.
Mortis acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Mortis tags out to Rigor.
Rigor and Mortis hit Chico with a double low blow.
El Cholo enters the ring, but gets cut off.

NS: Cholo trying to get in to help his partner but is cut off by Bruce Campbell.

Mortis uses a thrust kick to the head on Chico.
Rigor locks Chico in a full nelson.
Chico is struggling to reach the ropes.
Chico reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Mortis leaves the ring.
Rigor takes Chico down with a bodyslam.
Rigor poses for the crowd.
The cheers for Rigor are drowning out the boos.

SP: I can't decide who the audience hates worse. 

NS: I will have to say the KBK. When they boo them you can't hear anything for days.

Rigor hits Chico with a piledriver.
The cheers for Rigor are drowning out the boos.
Rigor locks Chico in a figure-four leglock.
Rigor lets go after 13 seconds.
Rigor is going for the pin.

SP: Rigor has Chico on the mat and Campbell is makin the count. It could be all over in a three count with new Tag Team Champions.

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.

NS: Damn! Where is Chico getting the strength to kickout.

Rigor runs into the ropes.
Chico misses with a clothesline.
Chico misses with an elbow.
Rigor takes Chico down with a flying forearm.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Rigor hits a DDT on Chico.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Rigor nails Chico with a dropkick.
The crowd is wildly cheering Rigor with only a few scattered boos audible.

Rigor is going for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Rigor puts Chico in a Boston crab.
Chico is struggling to reach the ropes.
Chico is inching his way towards the ropes.

SP: Chico is in some kind of pain now and is trying desperately to 
reach the ropes.

Chico reaches the ropes after being trapped for 12 seconds.
Rigor goes for a slingshot, but Chico side-steps and Rigor only hits air.
Chico is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
Chico throws Rigor out of the ring.
Chico goes through the ropes.

NS: Chico has decided to play outside the ring to get upclose and 
Personal with the fans.

SP: A little PR work no doubt.

El Cholo comes over to make it two-on-one.
El Cholo takes Rigor down with a piledriver.
Chico executes a flying senton on Rigor.
Chico goes for an inverted atomic drop, but Rigor blocks it.
Bruce Campbell counts:  1.
Rigor goes for a short clothesline, but Chico counters it with a hiptoss.
Bruce Campbell counts:  2.
Chico reenters the ring.
Rigor follows him back in.

SP: This match has been grueling and The Dead still have a match coming up against Equalizer and Future Technology.

NS: It could be a sure win for E because....excuse the expression but these
Two look like they are dead.

SP: There was no excuse for that.

Chico hits Rigor with a Samoan Drop.
Chico goes for a snap suplex, but Rigor counters it with a vertical suplex.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Rigor tags out to Mortis.
Rigor nails Chico with a short clothesline.
Mortis gets a sleeperhold on Chico.

NS: It's time for a dirt nap Chico.

Chico is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Chico reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Rigor leaves the ring.
Mortis goes for an over-the-shoulder stomachbreaker, but Chico slides down his back.
Chico uses a tiger suplex on Mortis.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, kickout.
Chico takes Mortis down with a savate kick.
Chico is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
Chico uses a Samoan Drop on Mortis.
Chico seemingly enjoys the boos.

SP: This is ridiculous I think I am going to tune in to WCW.

Chico hits spinning headscissors on Mortis.
Chico goes for a tiger suplex, but Mortis counters it with a go-behind.
Mortis goes for a faceslam, but Chico blocks it.
Chico whips Mortis into the ropes.
Mortis executes a flying clothesline on Chico.
Mortis is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Mortis uses a kick to the midsection on Chico.
Rigor enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Mortis and Rigor whip Chico into the ropes.
They hit Chico with a double elbowsmash.
Mortis and Rigor hit Chico with a double low blow.
Rigor leaves the ring.
Mortis hits Chico with a vertical suplex.
Mortis takes Chico down with a handspring elbow.
The cheers for Mortis are drowning out the boos.
Mortis whips Chico into the ropes.
Mortis catches Chico in a chokehold.

SP: Mortis is picking Chico off the floor and his feet are just barely touching the mat.

NS: Chico does turn a nice shade of blue doesn't he.

Bruce Campbell warns Mortis to let go.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three, four.

SP: I don't think Mortis cares if he gets disqualified he wants just wants
Chico to join the realm of The Dead.

Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three, four.
Mortis gives the sign for the Mortis Tortise.
Mortis executes the Mortis Tortise on Chico.
The cheers for Mortis are drowning out the boos.
Mortis goes for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

NS: I really thought this match was over. I can't believe he kicked out of
Mortis' finisher.

Mortis whips Chico into the turnbuckle, but Chico reverses it.
Mortis comes back and rocks Chico with a clothesline.
Mortis hits a dropkick to the knee on Chico.
Mortis nails Chico with a snap mare.
Mortis takes Chico down with a punch.
Mortis goes for a faceslam, but Chico blocks it.
Chico gives the sign for the Frejoles Bomb.

SP: Chico is going for his finisher. This ended the match with Ground Zero
And it could end it with The Living Dead.

Chico executes the Frejoles Bomb on Mortis.
Chico goes for the pin.
Bruce Campbell counts: One, two, three.
The boos are resurfacing again.

SP: Once again Chico wins with his finisher.

NS: Is there no man that can defeat this team.

SP: Obviously not. But that doesn't mean they won't keep trying.

[Bruce Campbell steps in between Chico and Cholo and raises their arms]

BC: The winners and still SWF Tag Team Champions... Chico and El Cholo, The Kold Blooded Killaz in a total match time of 25 minutes 10 seconds.

NS: Well two titles and they are still held by their original owners. Let's see if we can't break that.

SP: What a night it has been so far, Shade.  As you can see, that massive demonic cage is being lowered over the ring.  That means it's almost time for the first ever SWF Hell In The Cell match between Sean McKenzie and Moon Dog Gator.

NS:  Oh yeah, and it's gonna be a violent one, but I...

["Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play over the arena sound system as Mr. Shhh and Pagan emerge from the back and begin walking towards the announce table.]

NS:  What's going on here?

[Mr. Shhh puts his hand on Simon Phoenix's shoulder and smiles.]

SP:  Uhm, hi boss.

MS:  You know the drill, Phoenix.

[Simon Phoenix just smiles and stands up.  Night Shade Lane looks over at a grinning Pagan and follows.  Mr. Shhh and Pagan sit down.]

MS:  Well, well, well... what do we have here?  A Hell In The Cell match?  Sounds like a kooky name for a steel cage to me.

P:  It's not a cage match, by god!  Don't call it that!  You'll give it a complex!  It's so much more than just a cage match!

MS:  Why the hell isn't Ascott introducing the wrestlers?  Do I pay him to sit at ringside and chat with the crew?

P:  Earth to Ricky.

MS:  Hello?  Can anyone hear me down there?  START THE MATCH!  WE ARE HERE!  YOU CAN GET THINGS MOVING NOW!

[As the cage is fully lowered over the ring, Rick Ascott stands up and looks down at his cue cards.]

MR:  About f*beep*in time.

RA:  Ladies and gentlemen... the following match is a Hell in the Cell contest for the SWF Toughman Championship... Introducing first...Fighting out of Jackson, MS... Weighing in at 350 pounds... 

Moon Dog Gator

["We Care A Lot" by Faith No More blasts over the speaker system and the fans begin to cheer loudly as Moon Dog appears at the entrance.  While walking to the ring, he barks to the crowd.  The more they bark and howl back, the more he responds.  He enters the cage and begins to chase referee Julia Barrymore.]

MS:  Would someone please give this dog a sedative?

P:  He's actually chasing Julia around the ring for good luck.

MS:  I thought he just wanted a piece of ass.

P:  Alex, this is Moon Dog you are talking about... not David Hasselhoff.

["We Care A Lot" fades out and "Sons of Scotland" by James Horner begins to play.  The crowd goes into a frenzy.]

RA:  His opponent... Led to the ring by Lady Jezebel... Hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland...Weighing in at 375 pounds...

The SWF Toughman Champion...
"The Duke" Sean McKenzie

[Sean McKenzie and Lady Jezebel enter the arena to a massive amount of cheers.  Sean removes the Toughman title from around his waist and kisses it before handing it to Jezebel.]

P:  And what a way to start off a Pay-Per-View!

MS:  Pagan, we've been going for a couple of hours now.

P:  Oh, well the rest of it sucked... but here's where it gets good!

MS:  What we've got here is a Toughman title cage match between my brother-in-law and the village idiot.

P:  It's a Hell In The Cell match, goddamn you!!!

[They lock up.
Sean McKenzie gets a bearhug on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie lets go after 5 seconds.
Sean McKenzie executes the Execution on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Sean McKenzie goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One...]

MS:  I'll be damned.  Execution.  That's the best match I've seen all night.

P:  Well thank you for joining us here at Ides of March, we certainly hope you enjoyed the show.

[two...]

P:  Please drive safely and join us again for Birthday Blast: The Brawl To End it All!

[in the ropes...]

MS:  F*beep*

P:  S*beep*

MS:  That's a load of s*beep*.  People don't just kick out of finishers.

P:  Unless it's like done by Headhunter or OG or someone like that.

MS:  So it was only a two count.  I don't know why, but evidentially Ms. Barrymore claims that she knows how to do her job.

[Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a spinebuster slam.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.]

MS: Jesus Christ!!

P: Yes...what is it?

MS: Shut-up...damn it Julia its T-H-R-E-E...end this already...I'm late for a stockholders meeting.

[Sean McKenzie whips Moon Dog Gator into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator hits Sean McKenzie with a kick.
Moon Dog Gator locks Sean McKenzie in a cobra clutch.
Sean McKenzie reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.
Moon Dog Gator hits a faceslam on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator hits a short lariat on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator scrapes Sean McKenzie face across the steel cage.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, shoulder up.]

MS: And the match continues!

P:  Yay!  This Julia Barrymore is kinda a hottie.

MS:  We're supposed to be watching the match, not the ref.  But now that you mention it, yeah.  If I didn't want her so bad, I would have fired her already.

P:  Got two words for ya:  Sexual harassment!

MS:  Yeah, or divorce.

[Moon Dog Gator goes for a European uppercut, but Sean McKenzie counters it with a backslide.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Sean McKenzie exits the cage.]

MS:  What the hell are you doing?  Is he walking out on this match?

P:  He's walking out on this match.

MS:  A disgrace to the Tyler name!

P:  Uhm, but he's McKenz...

MS:  Shut up.  I know what I mean.  Don't bust my balls here on this most wonderful of nights.  

[Moon Dog Gator follows him, but Sean McKenzie slams the cage door on his head repeatedly.
Sean McKenzie is handed a steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator crawls out of the cage.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie sets up the chair.
Sean McKenzie goes for the Execution, but Moon Dog Gator counters with a low blow.]

MS:  Disqualify him!

P:  It's no DQ, Alex.

MS:  Well then... I dunno... somebody shoot him!  And what's the use of having a cage if they are gonna leave it?

P:  It's a "Cell", Alex.  Hence the title "Hell In The Cell."

[Moon Dog Gator hits him with the steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator points to the top of the cage.
Moon Dog Gator begins to climb the cage.
The fans are going wild.]

MS:  The cage isn't really sturdy enough to hold Moon Dog.

P:  Dammit, Alex.  Call it a cell.  Just once.

MS:  Fine.  It's a cell.  

P:  Right.  A demonic, evil cell made up of hellfire and brimstone.  

MS:  You watch too much sci-fi, Pagan.

P:  Got a lot of time on my hands.  

[Sean McKenzie follows him up the cage.
Moon Dog Gator kicks Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie grabs him by his pants.
Moon Dog Gator falls through the French Announce Table.]

MS:  Christ.  That had to have been a 200 foot drop.

P:  Totally, and crashing through a 700 lb steel table. Which you have to pay for. 

MS:  Why are wrestlers always wanting to destroy the announce tables?  Do you have any idea how much money I spend on those tables.  And he's trying to stand too.

P:  Balls of steel this man.

MS:  Yeah, 300 lb balls of steel!

[Sean McKenzie is on top of the cage.
Moon Dog Gator is handed a steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator tries to throw the steel chair at Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator is handed a steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator tries to throw the steel chair at Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie catches the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie throws the steel chair at him.
Moon Dog Gator get hit in the head by the steel chair.]

MS: Well this is certainly interesting.

P:  This is what a Hell in the Cell is all about.  Chairs and tables.

MS:  Oh, like every other match.

P:  Yup.  People will pay more to see it though.

MS:  Hmmm, maybe we should have a Hell in the Cell PPV.

[Moon Dog Gator reaches under the ring and gets out a table.
Moon Dog Gator takes the table outside the cage.
Moon Dog Gator sets up a table.
Moon Dog Gator starts to climb the cage.
Sean McKenzie Kicks Moon Dog Gator.
Moon Dog Gator falls through the table.]

MS: (Sighing) 2 tables...do they think tables grow on trees...

P: Well in any event I think Moon dog needs to rethink his strategy
He's getting pounded.

MS: Yea and so what else is new. 

P: Moon Dog getting to his feet.

MS: Sean is climbing down the cage and going back into the ring.

[Moon Dog Gator follows him back in.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a kick.
Sean McKenzie goes for a scorpion deathlock, but Moon Dog Gator blocks it.
Moon Dog Gator gets a clawhold on Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with the Doctor Bomb.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...]

MS: Damn Moon Dog just will not go down...

P: Julia Goulia.

MS: What??

P: Nothing never mind...

[Moon Dog Gator goes for a short lariat, but Sean McKenzie blocks it.
Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with the Running Forearm Smash.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with a German suplex.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a Tombstone.
There are lots of chants for Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie is going for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie executes a dragon suplex on Moon Dog Gator.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, kickout.]

P: Too many pins not enough threes.

MS: Well Julia can't count to three but I bet she gives great hea...

P: You know Shoko is watching...

MS: ahh...hea..vy..like rules...heavy rules.

P: Yea...

[Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with a diving elbow smash.
Sean McKenzie goes for a Gorilla Press, but Moon Dog Gator counters it with a facerake.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a European uppercut, but Sean McKenzie counters it with a backslide.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie complains about a slow count.]

MS: You tell her Sean... 

P: Sean is getting pissed at Julia...we could see a Jezebel vs Julia cat fight.

MS: Yea the main event.  

[Sean McKenzie goes for a dragon suplex, but Moon Dog Gator blocks it.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a clawhold, but Sean McKenzie blocks it.
Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a German suplex.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie goes for the Running Forearm Smash, but Moon Dog Gator
ducks out of the way.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a punch, but Sean McKenzie counters it with
a roundhouse right.
Sean McKenzie hits a dragon suplex on Moon Dog Gator.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie goes for a dragon suplex, but Moon Dog Gator blocks it.
Moon Dog Gator puts Sean McKenzie in a cobra clutch.
Sean McKenzie reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Moon Dog Gator executes an elbowsmash on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator goes for the D-Dog-T, but Sean McKenzie counters it with
a Hotshot.]

P: (Singing)Some like it hot...FEEL THE HEAT!!

MS: Pagan I may have to hurt you...

P: Man is great to be a commentator. 

MS: Yea...we can stray off the topic worse than Shiavone.

[The crowd is cheering on Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie hits a Gorilla Press on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie hits a choke slam on Moon Dog Gator.
There are lots of chants for Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie runs into the ropes.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with an elbow.
Sean McKenzie locks Moon Dog Gator in an armlock hammerlock submission.
Moon Dog Gator is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Moon Dog Gator reaches the ropes after being trapped for 13 seconds.
Sean McKenzie hits a diving elbow smash on Moon Dog Gator.
The crowd is really behind Sean McKenzie.
Sean McKenzie goes for a spinebuster slam, but Moon Dog Gator counters it with a kneelift.
In turn, Sean McKenzie counters it with a legsweep.
Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with a double-axhandle chop.
Sean McKenzie is handed a steel chair.
Sean McKenzie set up the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie goes for a jack-knife power bomb, but Moon Dog Gator blocks it.
Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with a faceslam on the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie is busted open.]

MS: NOT HAPPY!

P: That will spoil those good looks.

MS: Yea I saw Jezebel turn around on that one.

[Moon Dog Gator runs into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator misses with an elbow.
Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a spinebuster slam.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Sean McKenzie uses a diving elbow smash on Moon Dog Gator.
There are lots of chants for Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator bites his nose.
The crowd is behind Moon Dog Gator all the way.
He goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS: What kind of wrestling is that.

P: It's kind of like the setup for the Peacemaker...except with your mouth.

[Moon Dog Gator hits a football tackle on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator executes a swinging punch on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator hits a European uppercut on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator puts Sean McKenzie in a full nelson.
Sean McKenzie is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Sean McKenzie reaches the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds.
Moon Dog Gator uses an elbowsmash on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator executes the D-Dog-T on Sean McKenzie.
The crowd erupts.]

MS: F*beep* the D-Dog-T! kick out you bum!

P: Well that move took out two men earlier tonight...looks like here is number three.

[Moon Dog Gator goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...]

MS: Thank god...

P: Why is Moon dog leaving the ring?

MS: I don't know...maybe because he's stupid?

[Moon Dog Gator exits the ring
Moon Dog Gator sets up a table.
Moon Dog Gator reenters the ring]

MS: Well that was pointless...

P: Its called foreshadowing Alex.

MS: Yea "Foreshadowing" Moon Dog ass going through another table.

[Moon Dog Gator puts Sean McKenzie in a chokehold.
Sean McKenzie is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Sean McKenzie reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.
Sean McKenzie nails him with a three finger choke hold.
The crowd is really behind Sean McKenzie.
He goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Sean McKenzie goes for a Tombstone, but Moon Dog Gator blocks it.
Moon Dog Gator whips Sean McKenzie into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with a lariat.
Moon Dog Gator executes an elbowsmash on Sean McKenzie.
Lady Jezebel enters the cage and hits Moon Dog Gator with a chair.
Moon Dog Gator is out cold.]

MS: Way to go Sis...help your man out.

P: You Tyler's are a cold bunch aren't ya.

MS: Yea...and sore losers too.

[Sean McKenzie executes the Execution on Moon Dog Gator.
The crowd is going crazy.
Sean McKenzie goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.]

MS: *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* THAT WAS 3 NOT ONE OR TWO...
T-H-R-E-E!!!

P: That was the loudest use of profanity I have ever heard.

[Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with a spinebuster slam.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Sean McKenzie hits an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle on Moon Dog Gator.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Sean McKenzie is getting a frustrated look.]

MS:  Now calm down, Sean.  Obviously Moon Dog isn't human.

P:  Well he has the brain of a small mammal.

MS:  It counts!

[Sean McKenzie runs into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator hits a kick to the head on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a cobra clutch, but Sean McKenzie blocks it.
Sean McKenzie uses a dragon suplex on Moon Dog Gator.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Sean McKenzie executes a Tombstone on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie has the crowd going wild.
Sean McKenzie scrapes Moon Dog Gator's face across the cage.
Sean McKenzie whips Moon Dog Gator into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator hits a short lariat on Sean McKenzie.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.]

MS:  Moon Dog Gator is on the receiving end of a Scottish ass kicking.

P:  Ahhhh, the ancient art of F*beep*-U!  What?  I heard a beep?  What did I say?

MS:  I can't believe that Moon Dog isn't going down.  It's bad enough that he weaseled his into this match.  We all know whose fault that is.

P:  Well christ, Alex.  I'm assuming you would prefer Biggie Z or Gods Tears?

MS:  Yeah, because they would be easier to pin.

[Moon Dog Gator runs into the ropes.
Sean McKenzie puts Moon Dog Gator in a bearhug.
Sean McKenzie lets go after 5 seconds.
Sean McKenzie executes the Execution on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS: [Face turning red] DAMMIT SEAN!

P:  Watch the blood pressure, old man.  

MS:  Must... not... lose... temper.  Must... stop... fist... of... death.

[Sean McKenzie goes for the Running Forearm Smash, but Moon Dog Gator
 ducks out of the way.
Moon Dog Gator scrapes Sean McKenzie's face across the cage.
Moon Dog Gator runs into the ropes.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a backdrop.
Sean McKenzie is handed a steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator is busted open.
Sean McKenzie yells, "Get the f*beep* up!  I dare ya!"
Moon Dog Gator moves slightly.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.]

MS:  Now that's the kinda action I like to see.  I'm proud to call that man my brother-in-law.

P:  Jesus Christ!  Moon Dog is bleeding all over the place.  That's gonna cost ya more money.

MS:  I can't afford a clean up crew after losing all of these tables!

P:  Yeah you can.

MS:  Yeah, you're right.

[Sean McKenzie is going for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS:  Who the hell does Moon Dog think he is?

P:  I don't think he knows who he is at this point.

[Sean McKenzie tosses Moon Dog Gator out of the ring and into the cage.
Sean McKenzie follows him out.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie hits him with the steel chair.
Sean McKenzie rakes Moon Dog Gator's face across the cage.
Moon Dog Gator is bleeding like hell.
Sean McKenzie whips Moon Dog Gator into the cage, but Moon Dog Gator
 reverses it.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Moon Dog Gator.]

MS:  What the hell is this?  Sean!  How can you let this punk do this to you after the beating you've given him?  This is an insult!

P:  I really thought Sean was made of sterner stuff.

[Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with a kick to the head.
Moon Dog Gator nails Sean McKenzie with a punch.
Moon Dog Gator hits him with the steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator hits him with the steel chair.
Moon Dog Gator rolls Sean McKenzie back into the ring.
Moon Dog Gator follows him in.
Moon Dog Gator goes for the D-Dog-T, but Sean McKenzie hits him with a low blow.
Sean McKenzie nails Moon Dog Gator with a punch.
Moon Dog Gator nails Sean McKenzie with a punch.
Moon Dog Gator runs into the ropes.
Sean McKenzie and Moon Dog Gator get hit with a double clothesline.]

MS:  Oh great!  Both of these guys have beaten the hell out of each other, and now they are both down on the mat.

P:  In other words, we will continue this match within the next hour after the get up.

MS:  I've never heard of any damn cage match where the ref won't count both men down.

P:  Ahhh, but that is just a small fraction of the danger and intrigue that makes it HELL IN THE CELL!  

[Sean McKenzie is first to his feet.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a kick.
Sean McKenzie executes a German suplex on Moon Dog Gator.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Sean McKenzie locks Moon Dog Gator in a bearhug.
Sean McKenzie lets go after 5 seconds.
Sean McKenzie executes the Execution on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie goes for the pin.]

MS:  That's it!  It's over!

P:  Well if the German suplex doesn't do it, and he gets out of the bearhug, take him down with the Execution... that's what I always say.

MS:  And if he gets up... call it quits.

[Julia Barrymore counts: One...]

MS:  Goodnight sweetheart.

[two...]

MS: [crossing his fingers] Please say three!  Please say three!

[thr... kickout.]

MS:  EE!  JUST SAY EE!

P:  And Sean was just two letters away from the pin.

[Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a DDT.
Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a spinebuster slam.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a choke slam.
Sean McKenzie uses an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie executes a DDT on Moon Dog Gator.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Sean McKenzie puts Moon Dog Gator in a chinlock deathlock submission.
Moon Dog Gator reaches the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds.
Moon Dog Gator bites his nose.
The crowd is behind Moon Dog Gator all the way.]

MS:  Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't biting an opponent's nose considered illegal?

P:  Maybe... or no... after all, this is the beauty of a...

MS:  Yes... of a Hell in the Cell match.  I get it.

[Moon Dog Gator uses a swinging punch on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator hits Sean McKenzie with a kick to the head.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a Big Leg Drop, but Sean McKenzie rolls out of the way.
Sean McKenzie locks Moon Dog Gator in a chinlock deathlock submission.
Moon Dog Gator is struggling to reach the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.]

MS:  You know Sean, you're family and I love you, but if the man isn't gonna go down for a three count... what makes you think you can make him submit?

P:  McKenzie superior... Moon Dog inferior.

MS:  Like I said, too much time on your hands.

[Sean McKenzie runs into the ropes.
Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with a punch.
Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with an avalanche.
Moon Dog Gator is going for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Moon Dog Gator executes a slingshot splash on Sean McKenzie.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Moon Dog Gator uses a roundhouse right on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator hits the Running Forearm Smash on Sean McKenzie.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Moon Dog Gator hits Sean McKenzie with a short lariat.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS:  That's right, Sean!  Bend over and take it up the ass.

P:  Well at least he's kicking out of the pins to make this match go just that much longer.

[Moon Dog Gator takes Sean McKenzie down with an elbowsmash.
Moon Dog Gator executes the D-Dog-T on Sean McKenzie.
The chants for Moon Dog Gator are deafening.
Moon Dog Gator hits Sean McKenzie with an elbowsmash.
Moon Dog Gator executes the D-Dog-T on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS:  Well I'm at a loss for words.  I haven't seen people continually kick out of a finisher since Original Gangsta's Gangstas Paradise.  Pagan, let me ask you... what exactly is a finisher?  

P:  I do not think it means what you think it means.  In fact, it is not a move to finish the match... yet a move to finish a series of slightly weaker moves.  People just don't get pinned after finishers.  Look at the Peacemaker for instance...

MS:  Stop right there.  Don't make me bring up Final Judgement.

P:  It was a good move.  People got beat with it... just not as often.

[Moon Dog Gator whips Sean McKenzie into the ropes.
Sean McKenzie misses with a shoulderblock.
Sean McKenzie goes for the Running Forearm Smash, but Moon Dog Gator
 ducks out of the way.
Moon Dog Gator goes for a short lariat, but Sean McKenzie blocks it.
Sean McKenzie gives the sign for the Execution.
Sean McKenzie executes the Execution on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... kickout.]

MS:  SON OF A BITCH!

P:  Moon Dog Gator showing some real testicular fortitude here.

MS:  You're really running out of things to say aren't  you?

P:  Yup.  You?

MS:  Yup.

P:  Julia looks kinda hot though.

MS:  Yup.

[Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a double-axhandle chop.
Sean McKenzie goes for a jack-knife power bomb, but Moon Dog Gator
 counters it with a backdrop.
Moon Dog Gator exits the cage.
Moon Dog Gator begins to climb the cage.]

MS:  What the hell is this inbred idiot doing?  Has he already forgotten what happened the other two times he tried to climb a cage?

P:  Cell... he's climbing a cell.  A demonic cell at that.  But besides that, I'm willing to bet that Moon Dog can't remember his falls from grace.

MS:  Falls from grace.  That was pretty good.

[Sean McKenzie exits the cage.
Sean McKenzie begins to climb the cage.]

MS:  Sean, you monkey bastard!  Don't follow him up there!

P:  No brains.

MS:  He's a good kid though.

P:  A good kid with no brains.

MS:  [with a mock Scottish accent] Yeah, but I love him.  Always have.

[They are brawling on top of the cage.
Sean McKenzie hits the Running Forearm Smash on Moon Dog Gator.
Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a chokeslam.
Sean McKenzie hits Moon Dog Gator with a DDT.
Sean McKenzie takes Moon Dog Gator down with a spinebuster slam.
The crowd is cheering on Sean McKenzie.]

MS:  Well, they're pretty high up there.

P:  Yup.  I'd say a good 200 to 250 feet in the air.

MS:  Maybe 300 even.  

P:  God it's great to be a commentator.  The fans will buy anything.

[Sean McKenzie lifts Moon Dog Gator up for the Gorilla Press, but the cage gives way.
Moon Dog Gator falls on top of Sean McKenzie as they crash through the cage.
Both men crash through the table.
Both men are out cold.]

MS:  Okay, that does it.  I've seen it all.

P:  They just don't make cells like they used to.

MS:  I hear the insurance idiots now.  You hear that Pagan?  The phones are ringing off the hook.  Yup, lots more money out of my pockets.

P:  But you do it for the fans!

MS:  Yup, I hope they've enjoyed this first ever SWF Hell In The Cell match.  I can guarantee it's gonna be the last.

P:  Wait up here!  Sean is moving!  Oh wait, no he's not.  Just a piece of trash that a fan through in there.

MS:  Well this is obviously the fun part of the match where we sit around and wait for paramedics to get here and remove their dead bodies from the ring area.  That's it, folks.  No winner.  

P:  Ah ha!  But it cannot end like that!  For this is [echo starts]HELL IN THE CELL!  The most demonic force in the SWF today!!![echo ends]

MS:  How the hell you do that?

P:  I have a lot of time on my hands.

MS:  Well good god almighty, Moon Dog is once again moving.  Someone shoot him with a tranquilizer or something.

P:  Well considering break his fall.  He fell through a cage, through a table, and had 360 lbs of lard collapse on him.

MS:  Yeah he's gonna feel that one tomorrow.

P:  At least Jezebel gets to play nurse.

MS:  Pagan?

P:  What?

MS:  That's my sister, you sick f*beep*.

[Moon Dog Gator drapes one arm over Sean McKenzie.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.]

MS:  I give up.  Maybe this league wasn't worth buying.  No person should be forced to go through this.

P:  You mean go through the deadly raging carnage that is Hell in the Cell?

MS:  No, I mean no one should have to sit here and watch this kinda thing go on forever.

P:  Death equals big buyrate.

MS:  Point taken.

[Moon Dog Gator rolls Sean McKenzie into the ring.
Moon Dog Gator follows him back in.
Moon Dog Gator executes the D-Dog-T on Sean McKenzie.
Moon Dog Gator goes for the pin.
Julia Barrymore counts: One, two, three.
The chants for Moon Dog Gator are deafening.]

MS:  Well f*beep* me.

P:  WE HAVE A NEW TOUGHMAN CHAMPION!  THIS IS THE GREATEST NITRO IN THE HISTORY OF OUR SPORT!

MS:  This is bulls*beep*.  Moon Dog Gator is not gonna get away with this.  What is he on PCP or something?

P:  [in mock announcer's voice] I don't know, Alex... but take it away, Rick Ascott!

RA:  Ladies and gentlemen... the winner of the match... and NEW SWF Toughman Champion of the Woooooorrrrrld.... MOON DOG GATOR!!!!!!!

[The crowd is going wild as the cage begins to lift, Moon Dog holds the Toughman title, and he falls back out of the ring and to the floor.]

MS:  You don't just screw my family like that and get away with it.  I'm making it official right now, Pagan.  Next Sunday on Slaughterhouse, Moon Dog Gator will put that belt on the line against Biggie Z and Gods Tears in a three way dance of death!

P:  I love it when you use a Pay-Per-View to promote a regular show.

MS:  Well I can do it.  I own this dump.

[Paramedics rush to ringside and help Sean McKenzie and Moon Dog Gator.]

MS:  Well, I was planning on hanging around here all night, but since this match took longer than expected... can we get Phoenix and Lane back out here?

P:  I'm not sure we can, Alex.

MS:  Why not?  That's what I pay them for isn't it?  It's in their contract.  If they are in London, and I have a match going on in Australia... they better get their asses down there.

P:  Fair enough.

[Simon Phoenix and Night Shade Lane step back up to the booth.]

MS:  Now wait.  Let's get something straight.  Did I tell you to walk back up here and take my seat?  Go get your own chairs.  These are going with us.

[Simon Phoenix looks at Mr. Shhh oddly as Night Shade Lane just smiles.]

MS:  I'm just f*beep*in with ya, Phoenix.  Now get to work, ya lazy bastard.

P:  WELL THAT ABOUT WRAPS IT UP HERE IN NORFOLK, BY GOD!  WHAT A HELLACIOUS HELL IN THE CELL THAT WAS!  

MS: [whispering to Pagan] The mic is off, man.  Let's go.

[Phoenix and Shade sit down as Mr. Shhh and Pagan leave the announcers position.]

SP:  What a match that was!

NS:  The only way that we could top that would be... Equalizer and Future Technology against Trinity.

SP: Speaking of which we have a report that is going to try and get a pre-match statement from The Equalizer.

[Camera pans to the locker room of the Equalizer.]

SP: Well if he can get this interview it should be a good one.

[As the reporter looks in he notices that Equalizer is no where to be 
found but Mickey is sitting with his feet propped up on a bench and 
his head leaning up against a locker. Not wanting to disturb the 
bodyguard the reporter leaves]

NS: Well I guess we won't get that interview after all.

[Shade looks back up at the monitor which still has Equalizer's locker 
room in view. He notices two men entering]

NS: Hey get that reporter back there I believe E is back.

[Closer look reveals The Living Dead hovering over Mickey. Rigor picks 
him up and proceeds to execute the Rigor Vigor on him. He releases him 
and Mortis produces a cattle prod.]

M: And how would you like dinner?

R: Well done naturally.

[Mortis zaps Mickey with the cattle prod several times till he just lies 
on the ground. Rigor kicks him several time to make sure he is not going 
to get up. The two then hoist him into the locker and slam the door, 
placing an oversize master lock on the out side. Dusting their hand 
together they and complementing each other on a job well done they leave 
the locker room.]

SP: I can't believe what I just saw. The Dead have taken Mickey out and
sealed his fate inside Equalizer's locker.

NS: Guess E is on his own tonight.

SP: Well he does have the backing of Future Technology. When E finds out 
what happened, well let's just say I wouldn't want to be around.

NS: And speaking of which I believe it is time to start this very match.

RA: This contest is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall.

['Welcome To My Nightmare' by Alice Cooper begins to play and you hear loud 
boos from the audience.]

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Trisha Deneke...
At a total combined weight of 779 pounds...

Trinity consisting of: Hot Shot Donovan, Mortis and Rigor

[Flames shoot up from the ramp as Rigor, Mortis and Donovan emerge from the 
back of the arena]

SP: Man it is a good thing those flames are away from the crowd, but how 
does Team Trinity handle it.

NS: Hey when you are as hot as Team Trinity nothing bothers you.

SP: They may be hot now but when E and Future Technology get a hold of them 
they are going to get cooled down a bit.

NS: Well The Dead have already fought one grueling match tonight and 
now with only a 30 minute rest they are into another round.

SP: That will give Equalizer quite and advantage, not that he needs one.

NS: Equalizer needs something. Can you imagine what he is thinking having 
to go up against his own stable. 

SP: I think Shhh forced this on him because he refused to go up against 
him for the World Belt when they were both members of Trinity. It is just 
one more way Shhh is getting even.

[Donovan make their way down the isle to the boos of the crowd and as 
they enter the ring their music is replaced by Sweet Dreams' by 
Marilyn Manson.]

NS: New music for E?

SP: Seems to fit the situation quite nicely I think.

RA: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 733 pounds...

Future Technology and The Equalizer

SP: Actually I think Shhh did a good job picking Future Technology for 
his teammates. It seems almost an even match here.

[The lights dim as Equalizer, Mr. Roboto and Time Warp step up onto the 
platform. The crowd is giving a mixed reaction. The Equalizer is starring at Team Trinity oblivious to the action going on around him.] 

NS: Look at the concentration on his face. If looks could win this thing, he
 would be champ.

[As the trio starts towards the ring a pair of hands reach out and grab 
Time Warp and Mr. Roboto on the shoulder. As they turn around they see it 
is Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones, Shhh's bodyguards.]

SP: Something is going on here. Smith and Jones are talking with 
Future Technology and pointing towards the VIP booth where Mr. Shhh is 
standing looking down. 

NS: Shhh has motioned for them to come up.

SP: He can't do that they are getting ready for a match!

NS: Uh, I believe he can do anything he wants after all he does own this
league.

SP: And Equalizer is climbing in the ring and hasn't noticed anything yet. 
He is still focused on Team Trinity.

[The music fades out and Mr. Shhh's voice comes over the loud speakers]

Mr. Shhh: Equalizer!

[The Equalizer turns and notices Future Technology standing next to Mr. Shhh.]

Mr. Shhh: It seems that Mr. Roboto and Time Warp do not want to be 
associated with you and have opted out of this match.

NS: More like they didn't want to face the Dead.

SP: Shut up Shade and let the man finish.

Mr. Shhh: I have weighed the situation carefully and have come to the 
conclusion that between your big mouth and head that you don't need anyone 
to accompany you. You have always wanted to be the leader of Trinity. Well 
here's your chance. Conquer them and you can truly say you are their leader. 

SP: Equalizer has not moved a muscle I can't fathom what he could be 
thinking right about now. 

NS: Steve Irwin is in the ring getting ready to ref this match and is 
looking a little bewildered. No wait he is being handed something.

[Steve Irwin reads the note then pulls the mic closer]

SI: Ladies and gentlemen this contest has been chanced to a 
falls-count-anywhere-no-DQ-no-countout-3-on-1 handicap match scheduled 
for one fall.

SP: He's got to be kidding. No DQ or Countout. They'll kill each other.

NS: I imagine that this is exactly what Shhh had in mind all along.

[Mr. Shhh raises his hand held mic and begins to speak]

Mr. Shhh: Fear not E I would not leave you completely defenseless. 
Around the arena I have placed several objects that will "Equalize" the 
offset of 3 against one. Your only problem is that you have to get to them 
first.

[The crowd boos drown out the returning comment of Equalizer]

SP: This has got to be one of the most sadistic things that Shhh has ever 
done.

NS: I doubt that.  

SP: Well ladies and gentlemen there goes the bell so lets get down to this 
match, and I use that term loosely.

They lock up.
Hot Shot Donovan executes a Russian legsweep on The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Hot Shot Donovan climbs to the second rope and flexes to the crowd.
Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with a bodyslam.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with a kick to the midsection.
Hot Shot Donovan takes The Equalizer down with a savate kick.

SP: Hotshot has taken an early lead in this match and to make matters worse 
here comes Rigor to help out.

NS: Help out my ass..

SP: You can say that on National Television.

NS: Let them bleep it out.

Rigor enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor whip The Equalizer into the ropes.
They attempt to hit The Equalizer with a double clothesline, but he counters
it with a duck-down move.
The Equalizer hits them with a double clothesline.
The Equalizer seemingly enjoys the boos.

SP: E has turned their move around and nailed both of them with a double 
clothesline.

NS: Did you see the look on Rigor's face, that "I don't believe you did 
that" look.

Rigor leaves the ring.
The Equalizer runs into the ropes.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with a shoulder block.

SP: Equalizer is down and Donovan is trying to wrap this one up early.

Hot Shot Donovan is going for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, kick out.

NS: It appears that it was a good move to start Donovan out in this match.

SP: Just gives Rigor and Mortis a little more time to rest before they 
have to bury E.

Hot Shot Donovan runs into the ropes.
The Equalizer misses with a kick.
The Equalizer hits Hot Shot Donovan with a clothesline.

SP: It looked as though E hit him with a baseball bat instead of his forearm.

NS: And we have Donovan flying out to the fence and yes ladies and gentlemen 
I think he is going to make it.

Hot Shot Donovan falls out of the ring.
The Equalizer jumps onto him with a tope.
The Equalizer finds a bullrope along side the ring.
The Equalizer hits him with the bullrope.

NS: Man that's gotta hurt.

SP: Yippee-ki-yea, ride 'em Equalizer

NS: Excuse me Phoenix is there something you would like to tell me?

The Equalizer is going for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, kickout.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
The Equalizer throws Hot Shot Donovan over the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
The Equalizer executes a chop on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Equalizer is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.

NS: You know the crowd always did like Donovan the best. He was always that
 good kid from the neighborhood.

SP: Yeah the one everybody use to beat up for his lunch money.

The Equalizer whips him with bullrope.
Hot Shot Donovan grabs the bullrope from him.
Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with a backbreaker.
Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Hot Shot Donovan hits him with the bullrope.
Hot Shot Donovan is starting to get more cheers than boos.

NS: See that's what I mean. E whips poor Hot Shot and the crowd gets upset, 
but let E become the whipping boy and the crowd goes crazy.

They're brawling behind the guardrail.
The Equalizer executes a choke slam on Hot Shot Donovan.
The Equalizer is handed nightstick.

SP: It appears Shhh may be helping out in the background after all.

NS: If nothing else it was nice of Cpl. Punishment to give up his nightstick for this match.

The Equalizer hits him with the nightstick.
The cheers for The Equalizer are drowning out the boos.

SP: Equalizer has got Donovan by the guardrail and is plummeting him with 
the nightstick.

NS: Donovan has broken away and is heading towards the crowd. 

SP: They're brawling up the aisle.

The Equalizer goes for a DDT, but Hot Shot Donovan blocks it.

NS: Now they are heading back to the ring and Donovan grabs hold of 
Equalizer and knocks him into the ringsteps.

Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Trisha Deneke comes from behind and distracts The Equalizer.

SP: Th lovely Trisha over trying to get E's attention.

NS: Hey after she unbuttoned that second button she had my full attention!

Rigor comes over to make it two-on-one.
Rigor uses a dropkick on The Equalizer.

SP: Rigor is feeling a bit left out and has decided to join Hot Shot in 
destroying Equalizer.

Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with a tiger suplex.

NS: And with a tiger suplex, Donovan goes for the cover.

Steve Irwin counts: One, two, shoulder up.

SP: A near pin by the former American Champion and now he is heading back 
towards the ring.

Hot Shot Donovan reenters the ring.
The Equalizer follows him back in.
The Equalizer brings the table into the ring.

SP: Hot Shot sees the table and figures it is time to give it up to someone 
else.

Hot Shot Donovan tags out to Rigor.Hot Shot Donovan hits The Equalizer with 
a dropkick. Rigor executes a Victory Roll on The Equalizer.

NS: Rigor is in and in the first seconds has executed a Victory Roll that 
even McKenzie would be proud of.

Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

SP: Yeah but McKenzie would have had the pin.

NS: I believe that rigor would of if he wasn't screwing with Equalizer.

Rigor and Hot Shot Donovan whip The Equalizer into the ropes.
They hit The Equalizer with a double fist to the midsection.

SP: E is bent over from the double fist to the midsection and Rigor and 
Hot shot throw him into the ropes.

Rigor and Hot Shot Donovan whip The Equalizer into the ropes.
They hit The Equalizer with a double clothesline.

NS: Equalizer is on the mat and trying to get to his feet.

SP: They damn near took his head with that one.

Hot Shot Donovan leaves the ring.
Rigor executes a piledriver on The Equalizer.
Rigor sets up The Equalizer on the table.
Rigor executes a piledriver through the table.

SP: How much more can E take. He doesn't look like he is moving and Rigor 
is showing off for the crowd.

A portion of the crowd is cheering Rigor.

NS: E is on his feet but just barely.

Rigor goes for a Tombstone, but The Equalizer blocks it.

SP: Ohhhhh and a great block by The Equalizer. Where he came up with enough 
strength to block that one is beyond me.

The Equalizer runs into the ropes.
The Equalizer hits Rigor with a shoulderblock.
The Equalizer gets a spinning toe hold on Rigor.
The Equalizer lets go after 14 seconds.
The Equalizer whips Rigor into the turnbuckle.
The Equalizer executes an enzuigiri to the face on Rigor.
The Equalizer is going for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, in the ropes...

NS: And Equalizer is back in this game. He is mean and he is steamed.

The Equalizer throws Rigor out of the ring.
The Equalizer jumps onto him with a tope.
The Equalizer goes for the HurriChaotic, but Rigor counters it with a 
superplex.

Rigor is handed a road sign.

SP: I guess Rigor wants to put a stop to this match.

Rigor hits him with the road sign.

NS: Equalizer stumbles but is still on his feet.

They're brawling inside the ring area.
Rigor goes for a bodyslam, but The Equalizer counters it with a small 
package.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, kickout.
The Equalizer complains about a slow count.

SP: Someone needs to tell Irwin that it is one, two, three and not one 
Mississippi two Miss.......

Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan uses a palm blow on The Equalizer.
Rigor locks The Equalizer in a double chickenwing submission.

SP: Rigor has Equalizer locked up and E is struggling to get out of the hold.

NS: The Equalizer is barely hanging in there and Steve Irwin is walking over
to check on his status.
Steve Irwin asks The Equalizer if he should stop the fight.
The Equalizer shakes his head.
Rigor lets go after 41 seconds.
Rigor throws The Equalizer over the guardrail.
Rigor hits him with a road sign.
The road sign is broken in half.

SP: The road sign broke in half across Equalizer's back. 

NS: It's a wonder his back didn't break along with it.

SP: And look at the booth. I don't remember when I've seen Shhh smile like
that.

Rigor whips The Equalizer into the guardrail.
Rigor executes a fist to the midsection on The Equalizer.
They're brawling up the aisle.
Rigor executes a backbreaker on The Equalizer.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.

SP: You know Hot Shot has made his entrance with the sound the crowd makes 
when he is around.

NS: You mean cluck...cluck?

Rigor and Hot Shot Donovan hit The Equalizer with a double bodyslam.
Hot Shot Donovan hits a dropkick on The Equalizer.
Rigor locks The Equalizer in a double chickenwing submission.
The Equalizer is struggling to get out of the hold.
The Equalizer is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Equalizer tries to fight the pain.
The Equalizer is close to escaping the hold.
Rigor lets go after 28 seconds.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan uses a savate kick on The Equalizer.
Rigor catches The Equalizer in a full nelson.
The Equalizer is struggling to get out of the hold.
The Equalizer is close to escaping the hold.
The Equalizer is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Rigor lets go after 20 seconds.
Hot Shot Donovan executes a clothesline on The Equalizer.
Rigor puts The Equalizer in a full nelson.

SP: We haven't seen much of Mortis throughout this event. Seems that he 
thinks Hot Shot and Rigor don't need the help.

NS: I am sure that when the time comes Mortis will be in there with the 
other two.

The Equalizer breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
The Equalizer whips Rigor into the guardrail.
The Equalizer executes a choke slam on Rigor.

SP: The Equalizer has found a pair of brass knuckles.

The Equalizer takes a swing at Rigor with the knuckles, but he gets out of 
the way.
Rigor snatches the knuckles from him.
Rigor hits him with the knuckles.

SP: Looks like E is bleeding from a gash above his eye.

The crowd is wildly cheering Rigor with only a few scattered boos audible.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
The Equalizer nails Rigor with a DDT.

SP: Equalizer has gotten control of the brass knucks and is about to use 
them on Rigor.

The Equalizer hits him with the knuckles.

NS: Rigor is busted wide open and blood is pouring out.

The boos are resurfacing again.
They're brawling up the aisle.
The Equalizer nails Rigor with a springboard lariat.
The Equalizer doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's 
getting.

SP: They are inside the ring area and The Equalizer knocks Rigor into the 
ringsteps.

NS: I heard those steps were solid steel and weighed 300 lbs.

SP: Been watching WWF again Shade?

The Equalizer throws Rigor over the guardrail.
The Equalizer takes Rigor down with an enzuigiri to the face.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
The Equalizer sets up Rigor on the table.
The Equalizer tries to drive Rigor through the table with a back suplex, 
but he blocks it.

SP: Great move on Rigor's part and he is going for the cover. This could be 
it.

Rigor is going for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

NS: Equalizer was able to kickout of that one but it doesn't look like he 
has much left.

SP: Well you try taking on Trinity and see how long you last. All I can say 
if he looses now he has nothing to be ashamed of.

NS: Sure he will.... Just the mere fact that he lost is enough.

Rigor whips The Equalizer into the guardrail.
Rigor hits The Equalizer with a gutwrench suplex.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

SP: Another near pin by Rigor and they're brawling inside the ring area.

Rigor throws The Equalizer over the guardrail.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
Rigor takes The Equalizer down with spinning headscissors.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Rigor and Hot Shot Donovan hit The Equalizer with a double dropkick.
Hot Shot Donovan hits a clothesline on The Equalizer.

SP: Donovan and Rigor have sure done some great team work here tonight. 

NS: Well they have one thing in common. To get back at E because no one 
leaves Trinity.

SP: I am not sure that contractual agreements that state that you are 
basically screwed by The Family constitutes leaving.

NS: If E had any balls he would of just walked out of Shhh's office.

SP: It wasn't that he didn't have any balls Shade, he just forgot to read 
the fine print.

Rigor gets a full nelson on The Equalizer.
The Equalizer is struggling to get out of the hold.
Rigor lets go after 11 seconds.
Rigor and Hot Shot Donovan hit The Equalizer with a double gutwrench suplex.
They're brawling down the aisle.
Rigor executes a backbreaker on The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan uses a dropkick on The Equalizer.
Rigor goes for a sleeperhold, but The Equalizer blocks it.
The Equalizer knocks Rigor into the arena wall.

SP: E flips over the wall into the crowd and security is having to move the 
fans back from killing him.

The boos are resurfacing again.
The Equalizer nails Rigor with a cartwheel kick.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
The Equalizer hits Rigor with a Russian legsweep.
They're brawling on the second floor.
The Equalizer hits an atomic drop on Rigor.
The boos are resurfacing again.

SP: These people are all over this arena tonight. 

NS: You can't say that they didn't get their money's worth.

They're brawling down the stairway.Rigor hits The Equalizer with a 
spinebuster slam.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
They're brawling on the first floor.

SP: A "thr..." count and they are back near the ring.

Rigor hits a bodyslam on The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a savate kick, but The Equalizer ducks out of the 
way.
Rigor goes for a piledriver, but The Equalizer counters it with a backdrop.
The Equalizer is handed nightstick.
The Equalizer hits him with the nightstick.
The crowd is wildly cheering The Equalizer with only a few scattered boos
audible.

SP: The Equalizer is going for the pin.

Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
The Equalizer nails Rigor with a springboard lariat.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.

NS: The crowd is turning in favor of E.

They're brawling down the stairway.
Hot Shot Donovan comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a palm blow, but The Equalizer blocks it.
The Equalizer hits Hot Shot Donovan with an enzuigiri.
The crowd is wildly cheering The Equalizer with only a few scattered boos
audible.
They're brawling on the first floor.
The bell rings. The time limit has expired.

SP: Well there you have it ladies and gentlemen, it seems that Equalizer 
can hold his own against Team Trinity and....

NS: Excuse me Phoenix but apparently you haven't noticed but this match 
is not over with yet.

SP: WHAT! 

[Phoenix glances towards the ring and Campbell is matching a motion to 
allow the match to continue] 

Steve Irwin lets the match continue.

SP: This is insane! No single man can stand up to that much abuse! 
He has been in there for over 20 minutes with no relieve.

NS: How do you spell relief? T-R-I-S-H-A!

Trisha Deneke comes from behind and distracts The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for the Hot Kick, but The Equalizer counters it with a
 side step.

SP: Even with that [clear his throat] great showing so to speak by dear 
sweet Trisha, Equalizer was able to side step Donovan's Hot Kick.

NS: No me I would of just buried my face into..

SP: Uh Shade this is a family show remember.

NS: Oh that's right violence, blood, foul language but no sex. How does 
this show make it into prime time?

The Equalizer doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's 
getting.
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
The Equalizer flings Hot Shot Donovan over a row of chairs.
They're brawling on the second floor.
They're brawling on the second floor.
Hot Shot Donovan executes the Hot Kick on The Equalizer on the concrete floor.
Hot Shot Donovan acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Hot Shot Donovan seemingly enjoys the boos.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Hot Shot Donovan is handed a fire extinguisher.
Hot Shot Donovan hits him with the fire extinguisher.

SP: The fans are turning against Donovan and the boos are echoing all 
over the arena.

Hot Shot Donovan is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos.
Hot Shot Donovan hits him with a fire extinguisher.
Hot Shot Donovan flings The Equalizer over a row of chairs.
They're brawling on the second floor.
The Equalizer locks Hot Shot Donovan in an armbar submission.
Hot Shot Donovan is struggling to get out of the hold.

SP: Equalizer has come out of no where with some unfound strength and 
Donovan can't seem to break the hold.

Hot Shot Donovan is writhing in pain.
Steve Irwin asks Hot Shot Donovan if he's had enough.
Hot Shot Donovan shakes his head.
Hot Shot Donovan summons one last burst of energy.
Steve Irwin asks Hot Shot Donovan if he's had enough.
Hot Shot Donovan shakes his head.

NS: Donovan is going down for the count. I think E has pulled this one off 
after all.

Steve Irwin checks Hot Shot Donovan's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it stays up !

SP: Nope Donovan was able to muster enough strength to satisfy Irwin.

Hot Shot Donovan fights his way out of the hold after 36 seconds.
Hot Shot Donovan executes a Frankensteiner on The Equalizer.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Hot Shot Donovan hits him with the fire extinguisher.
Hot Shot Donovan seemingly enjoys the boos.
They're brawling down the stairway.
Hot Shot Donovan uses a knee to the back on The Equalizer.
Rigor comes over to make it two-on-one.

SP: And some more doubling teaming by Rigor and Donovan. Still no sign of 
Mortis throughout this whole match.

NS: He is probably taking a dirt nap somewhere.

Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor hit The Equalizer with a double dropkick.
Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor hit The Equalizer with a double bodyslam.
Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor hit The Equalizer with a double bodyslam.
Rigor executes a short clothesline on The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan uses an enzuigiri on The Equalizer.
Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor hit The Equalizer with a double bodyslam.
Hot Shot Donovan and Rigor hit The Equalizer with a double dropkick.
They're brawling down the stairway.
They're brawling in the back of the arena.
Trisha Deneke comes from behind, but The Equalizer nails Trisha Deneke.

SP: It seems that E has seen enough of Trisha for one night. She is going to 
feel that in the morning.
 
They're brawling up the arena stairway.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a gutwrench suplex, but The Equalizer blocks it.

SP: These two are working their way up the stairs and the crowd looks like 
they just want to jump in and take over.

They're brawling on the second floor.
The Equalizer throws Hot Shot Donovan down to the first floor.

NS: And Donovan crashes into the crowd. 

SP: Someone better check on that fan over there I didn't see him get up.

NS: Hey if he is going to buy front row seats then he shouldn't complain 
about being a part of the action.

The Equalizer doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's 
getting.
The Equalizer descends the stairs.
They're brawling on the first floor.
Rigor comes over to make it two-on-one.
Rigor hits The Equalizer with a short clothesline.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a back suplex, but The Equalizer blocks it.

Rigor comes over to make it two-on-one.
Hot Shot Donovan executes the Hot Kick on The Equalizer.
The cheers for Hot Shot Donovan are drowning out the boos.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Hot Shot Donovan tags out to Mortis.

SP: I can't believe it Donovan just tagged out to Mortis. There is no way 
E is going to be able to take on someone fresh.

Mortis and Hot Shot Donovan hit The Equalizer with a double Russian legsweep.
Hot Shot Donovan goes for a palm blow, but The Equalizer blocks it.
The Equalizer nails Hot Shot Donovan with an enzuigiri.
The crowd is wildly cheering The Equalizer with only a few scattered boos
audible.

NS: I don't know Phoenix, he is holding his own out there.

Hot Shot Donovan leaves the ring.
Mortis whips The Equalizer into the ropes, but The Equalizer reverses it.
The Equalizer misses with a kick.
The Equalizer misses with a clothesline.

SP: Equalizer is beaten down and he can't seem to make a connection.

NS: Look the man has been in the ring for 25 minutes what do you expect?

Mortis nails The Equalizer with a flying clothesline.
Mortis seemingly enjoys the boos.

SP: Talking about flying. E went half way cross the ring. Mortis is in 
killer mode.

Mortis executes the Mortis Tortise on The Equalizer.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Mortis.

NS: OH MY GOD! He just executed his finisher on Equalizer and E is down and 
not moving. I think he killed him.

Mortis goes for the pin.
Steve Irwin counts: One, two, three.
Mortis doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting.

SP: Mortis has done it... he has won this thing for Trinity.

NS: Uh I don't think Mortis did this thing on his own Phoenix. He was in 
what? 2 minutes out of the whole match. 

SP: Hey you know what I meant. E just got his rear end kicked by his own 
team mates.

NS: I believe the correct version id former stable mates.

{Steve Irwin walks over and stands in the middle of Team Trinity while 
Equalizer lies motionless at their feet.]

SI: The winners are Team Trinity in a match time of 25minutes and 43 seconds.

["Welcome to My Nightmare" begins to blare as Team Trinity leave the ring]

SP: I still cannot believe Irwin let this match continue after the first 
bell.

NS: What's there not to believe. After all would he just say "excuse me" 
to a crock that he was fighting just cause time ran out...I think not.

SP: Well it was a hell of a match and Equalizer did well. 

NS: Shhh seems to think so, he is still smiling as he looks down at E's 
battered body.

SP: Your sick Shade.

NS: Hey it looks like our time is up but don't forget to stay tuned for the preview of The Birthday Blast.

SP: Uh Shade we still have the main event to go.

NS: Yeah but WE don't have to worry about it. The new---old---guys can do it.

SP: Then that settles it we are out of here.

(We see a crowd shot from inside the high ceiling of the Norfolk Scope, the crown jewel of the Virginia Tidewater.  The camera focuses in at the ringside announce table, where Chip Collins and "The Sportin' Fool" Tim Thorsen.  Chip is looking sharp in his pinstripe suit, red power tie and his gold SWF lapel pin.  The Fool is wearing a Tidewater Tides baseball cap...and a toga.)

Chip: Thanks guys.  It's a privilege to be back here in the SWF, even if its just for this one match.  I'm Chip Collins, alongside...

(Chip looks The Fool up and down.)

Chip: ...Otter from "Animal House".

Fool: Tim Thorsen.  Rush chairman.  Delta House.  Damn glad to meet ya.

Chip: While The Fool has been visiting his old high school buddies and getting into the spirit of the Ides of March theme, the rest of the wrestling world has been buzzing about this World Title main event.  There have been rumors all over the internet that Mr. Shhh and the SWF front office are still upset with the World Champion, even though he re-signed with us this week.

Fool: I may have been gone for a while, Chipper, but there's one rule I've always lived by.  Don't F* with the guys who sign the checks.

Chip: Well, we are set to go with an absolute classic.  The SWF World Champ, Headhunter, defends against the International Champion, The Artful Dodger.  Let's take it up to Rick Ascott.

(Rick Ascott takes the microphone.)

RA: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is set for one fall with a one hour time limit.  It is our main event and it is for the SWF World Heavyweight Title!

(The crowd roars.)

Fool: Say, Chip, did we ever find out about that special guest referee?

Chip: Funny you should ask.

RA: First, to introduce our special guest referee...

(The Revolution logo flashes on the screen as the opening bars of "Revolution #9" by The Beatles fills the air.  The crowd cheers.)

RA: ...hailing from Cleveland, Ohio, he is an internationally recognized recording artist and former SWF Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOORLLLLD, Chris Richards, the "Rock 'n Roll Animal".

(Rock 'n Roll Animal, wearing a Cleveland Browns hat, a striped referee shirt and jeans, makes his way down the aisle to a good reaction from the Norfolk faithful.)

Chip: We have not seen Chris Richards since October, when he suffered a back injury at the hands of Moon Dog Gator.  He has been on tour with his band in support of his first album.  He might not return to the ring for months.  He may never return.  But it looks like he's still in pretty good shape.

Fool: This is one guy I haven't missed...

RA: And now, it is time to introduce the challenger.

("Fire it Up" by Busta Rhymes plays as the Union Jack appears on the screen.)

RA: Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Westminister...
Hailing from London, England...
Weighing in at 178 pounds...

The SWF International Champion...
The Artful Dodger!

Chip: What an ovation for the International Champion!

Fool: He is THE MAN, Chip.

Chip: But he's not The Franchise.

(Artful Dodger enters the ring and shakes hands with Rock 'n Roll Animal.)

Chip: Hold on a moment, fans, Double H's butler Timm has just made his 
way down to the ring, and he's grabbing the microphone away from Rick Ascott.

Fool: Since when do people get to do their intros?  I haven't been gone THAT long.

(Timm the butler is standing in the middle of the ring.  He's wearing a black tuxedo suit with matching shoes.  The shot then fades to one of just his upper body, and then..)

Timm: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and wrestling fans the 
world over, you're just moments away from the main event at SWF Ides Of 
March!

(Crowd cheers.)

Fool: And getting farther away by the second.

Timm: At this time, I would like to introduce..

(Crowd pop.)

Timm: Accompanied to the ring by the members of the Family, weighing in 
tonight at two hundred and fifty two pounds, here's the man you love to 
hate, the man who when he speaks..you react..the man who is the 
embodiment of what professional wrestling truly is, ladies and gentlemen 
I'm talking about the man who is the future of this industry..I'm 
talking about the man who is the most entertaining and exciting wrestler 
on the planet, the man who is the Franchise of this great 
establishment..and the best talent anywhere..ladies and 
gentlemen..please join me in introducing your Supreme Wrestling 
Federation..Heavyweight Champion of the world..Double H..the 
HeadHunterrrrr!!)

(Biggest crowd pop of the night as Double H emerges from backstage. He 
then walks out with the entire Family to the top of the rampway. There 
we can see he has a mic. He then instructs the crowd to quiet down, the 
cheers go on but then the crowd settles down.)

Double H: 'ey Timm, great job on the intro.

(Double H claps and the crowd jumps in.)

Double H: Animal, get ready to call a match, even though it may be the 
first and last of your refereeing career, just be proud because after 
tonight you'll be able to tell your grandchildren that you called a 
match in which the Great one..the Franchise was wrestling for the 
belt..that is the belt in this business..so you know 'e was at a 'undred 
percent!

(Animal just smiles at Double H.)

Double H: But right now, and until the show is over, this time belongs 
to Double H..so would you two, yes Mr. Dodger..you're the other guy..so 
would you please clear the ring..the Franchise is on 'is way!

(Double H and The Family make their way down to the ring.  Artful 
Dodger and Rock 'n Roll Animal step outside the ring.   The HeadHunter continues his little interview/speech.)

Double H: Good job boys, I guess you two just further prove the age old 
truth that when the Franchise speaks..

(Double H points the mic to the crowd. The Sellout crowd yells "YOU 
REACT". The camera then switches back to Double H.)

Double H: Very good. Well you've 'ad one 'ell of a card so far tonight, 
you've  seen some of the best wrestlers on the planet beat the 'ell out 
of each other..some for glory and honor..some for gold..well the theme 
will continue in this match. So Rock, Dodger, get back up 'ere, all 
the talking is done..all that's left is the wrestling..so get up 'ere 
and let's do this. Double H is an angry 'unter on the loose and it's 
time to 'unt down the prey!!

"Quote the Hunter..

Double H and the Crowd: NEVERMORE!!

(Double H then hands the mic to Timm, who with the rest of the family 
exit the ring. But the Family once outside the ring, divide into four 
and are covering all four corners of the mat by sitting in front row 
seats on each of the four corners. The camera then switches back to the 
ring..and the wrestling gets set to begin.)  

Fool: Well...that was still shorter than the first hour of Nitro last week...

Chip: We are set to go.  The Rock 'n Roll Animal is your referee and...

("Money" by Pink Floyd starts up.)

Chip: Now what?

(We see SWF President Mr. Shhh appear on the rampway, flanked by SWF Commissioner Pagan, The Men in Black, and The Thugz.  Mr. Shhh has the microphone.)

Shhh: Hello, guys.  Dodger.  Rock.  Double H, we've been sitting in the back, and I've come to the conclusion that maybe I have been a little...biased...against you.  So I'm going to fix that.  You came
out here a couple weeks ago and made all sorts of ridiculous demands...

(The crowd boos.)

Shhh: Well, I'm going to do you a favor, boy.  I'm going to grant you TWO of your requests.  

(The Men in Black and The Thugz fan out and head down to the ring.  They each pick a corner and take the seats next to members of Double H's family.)

Shhh: Number one.  Your "family" and THE Family are barred from interfering in this match.  I promise you that if any Family member hops over that rail, they won't just be fired.  They'll be gone.

(The crowd cheers this proclamation.)

Shhh: Number two, and Headhunter, when I say "Number two", I'm thinking of you...

(The crowd boos.)

Fool: Good one, boss.

Chip: Be quiet.

Shhh:...this match will be NO DISQUALIFICATION.  So, Rock, all you need to do is know your role, and count to three.

(Animal advances toward Mr. Shhh and Pagan.)

Shhh: Uh-uh, hippie.  Don't forget who owns your recording contract.  Good night...and may the best man win.

(Mr. Shhh and Pagan leave to a torrent of boos.)  

Chip: Wow!  It's a no disqualification match!  For the World Title!

Fool: Ring that bell!

(The bell rings.  They lock up.
The Headhunter hits a Frankensteiner from the top rope on The Artful Dodger.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Headhunter complains about a slow count.)

Fool: No, sir! 

Chip: Frankensteiner and a near fall!  Oh, was that close!

(The Headhunter hits a faceslam on The Artful Dodger.
The crowd is cheering on The Headhunter.
The Headhunter takes The Artful Dodger down with a front-layout superplex.
The Headhunter is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
The Headhunter yells "That's why I am the best!".
The crowd is cheering on The Headhunter.)

Chip: Things look a little tense between Double H and his former stablemate.

Fool: Hey, The Rock knows who signs his checks.  He won't let The Family down.

(The Headhunter whips The Artful Dodger into the ropes.
The Headhunter hits The Artful Dodger with an elbow.
The Headhunter uses a chop on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter executes a dragon suplex on The Artful Dodger.
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, kickout.)

Chip: One!  Two!  NO!

Fool: They both nearly got pinned!

(The Headhunter takes The Artful Dodger down with a jumping DDT.
The crowd is cheering on The Headhunter.
The Headhunter goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but The Artful Dodger
 counters it with a side suplex.
The Artful Dodger attempts to place The Headhunter on the turnbuckle, but
The Headhunter blocks it.
The Artful Dodger throws The Headhunter out of the ring.
The Artful Dodger goes through the ropes.
Westminister comes from behind, but The Headhunter nails Westminister.
The Artful Dodger uses a jawbreaker on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger throws The Headhunter back into the ring.)

Fool: That's why it's so important to have a manager, Chip.  Look how much Westminister helps my boy Dodger.

Chip: Just like he helped Double H win the belt in the first place.

(The Artful Dodger is going for the pin.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, kickout.
The Artful Dodger uses a stomp on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a stomp.
The Artful Dodger locks The Headhunter in the Ziplock.
The Headhunter reaches the ropes after being trapped for 9 seconds.
The Artful Dodger catches The Headhunter in the Ziplock.
The Headhunter reaches the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a jumping neck snap.
The chants for The Artful Dodger are deafening.)

Chip: Jumping neck snap!

Fool: Perfect!  Absolutely perfect.

(The Artful Dodger is going for the pin.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, shoulder up.)

Fool: Doh!

(The Artful Dodger goes for a ropeburn, but The Headhunter blocks it.
The Headhunter runs into the ropes.
The Headhunter goes for a backspin DDT, but The Artful Dodger blocks it.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a springboard dropkick.
The chants for The Artful Dodger are deafening.
The Artful Dodger hits a springboard dropkick on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger goes for a stomp, but The Headhunter rolls out of the way.
The Artful Dodger begs off.)

Chip: People said Double H wasn't championship materials.  Well, he's held this belt ever since SWF Judgment Day back in September.

Fool: I'm sure those four months off while Frenck and Bill Gates were fighting in court had NOTHING to do with that.

(The Headhunter hits The Artful Dodger with a chop.
The Headhunter throws The Artful Dodger out of the ring.
The Headhunter jumps onto him with a springboard plancha.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts:  1.
The Headhunter uses a faceslam on The Artful Dodger.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts:  2.
The Headhunter takes The Artful Dodger down with a jumping side kick.
The Headhunter knocks The Artful Dodger into the ringpost.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts:  3.
The Headhunter hits a jumping DDT on The Artful Dodger.)

Chip: DDT!  DDT on the floor.  This is the kind of action I remember from the SWF.

Fool: Look out, Dodger!

(The Headhunter executes the Hit on The Artful Dodger on the concrete floor.
There are lots of chants for The Headhunter.
The Headhunter is handed nightstick.
The Headhunter hits him with the nightstick.
The crowd is really behind The Headhunter.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
The Headhunter goes for a jumping side kick, but The Artful Dodger
 ducks out of the way.
The Artful Dodger throws The Headhunter back into the ring.
The Artful Dodger brings the table into the ring.
The Headhunter sets up The Artful Dodger on the table.)

Fool: Stop him!  He's going to drive Dodger through the table!

Chip: It's no disqualification, Fool!

(The Headhunter executes a DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.
The crowd is really behind The Headhunter.
The Headhunter hits him with nightstick.
The Headhunter nails The Artful Dodger with a European uppercut.
The Headhunter takes a swing at The Artful Dodger with the nightstick, but he gets out of the way.
The Artful Dodger snatches the nightstick from him.
The Artful Dodger takes a swing at The Headhunter with thenightstick, but he gets out of the way.
The Headhunter snatches the nightstick from him.
The Headhunter hits him with the nightstick.)

Chip: These two spent a large portion of last year fighting over the TV title, and evidently there's no love lost.

Fool: What happened to that TV Title?  Did someone throw it off a bridge?

(The crowd is really behind The Headhunter.
The Headhunter chokes him with nightstick.
The Headhunter nails The Artful Dodger with a backspin DDT.
The crowd is really behind The Headhunter.)

RA: 5 minutes gone by in the match.  5 minutes.

Chip: DDT by The Franchise!   The cover!

(The Headhunter is going for the pin.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, kickout.
The Headhunter yells "That's why I am the best!".
There are lots of chants for The Headhunter.)

Chip: Dodger kicks out!  What a hell of a pay-per-view this has been!

Fool: I think they know already.  Come on, Dodger!  Think Weber State!  Think Gonzaga!

(The Headhunter goes for a European uppercut, but The Artful Dodger blocks it.
The Artful Dodger takes The Headhunter down with a springboard dropkick.
The Artful Dodger sets up The Headhunter on the table.
The Artful Dodger executes a DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.
The Artful Dodger takes The Headhunter down with a jawbreaker.
The crowd is behind The Artful Dodger all the way.
The Artful Dodger catches The Headhunter in a Boston crab.)

Chip: Think about SWF Birthday Blast II, coming April 29th from Madison Square Gardens!  It's the next SWF pay-per-view.

Fool: Amazing.  Collins doesn't work here anymore, and he still does the plugs.

(The Headhunter breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the ropes.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a shoulderblock.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the ropes, but The Headhunter
 reverses it.
The Artful Dodger misses with a clothesline.
The Artful Dodger misses with an elbow.
The Headhunter uses a spinebuster slam on The Artful Dodger.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.)

Fool: No soup for you!  Two and three quarters!

Chip: And if any of you thought that Mr. Shhh and Animal were setting up Hunter, you'll note that Animal had the perfect opportunity to award the match to Dodger while he was trapped in the Boston Crab.  Despite all the conspiracy theories, the officiating has been even.

(The Artful Dodger gouges his eyes.
The crowd is behind The Artful Dodger all the way.
He goes for the pin.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.)

Chip: One!  Two!  Thr.....NO!  We were that close to a new SWF World Champion!

Fool: No one gives the Dodger his props but me!  He was the greatest TV Champion ever!  He's had a hell of an International Title reign, and he WILL make a great World Champ!

(The Artful Dodger runs into the ropes.
The Headhunter goes for a back heel kick, but The Artful Dodger
 ducks out of the way.
The Artful Dodger executes the Robbing You Blind on The Headhunter.
The crowd is behind The Artful Dodger all the way.)

Chip: Robbing you Blind!  Robbing you Blind!

Fool: It's over!  God save the Queen! 

(The Artful Dodger goes for the pin.)

Chip: One!  Two! ...

Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...)

Fool: AAAAUUUUGHHHH!

Chip: Hunter kicks out of the turnbuckle bulldog!  What a champion!

(The Artful Dodger attempts to place The Headhunter on the turnbuckle, but The Headhunter blocks it.
The Artful Dodger executes an avalanche on The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the ropes.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a clothesline.
The Artful Dodger hits a Western lariat on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the turnbuckle, but The Headhunter reverses it.)

Chip: Clothsleine and an Irish whip.  Reversal by The Franchise.

Fool: He sucks as bad as the other so-called Franchise.

(The Headhunter charges into the corner, but The Artful Dodger lifts his leg.
The Artful Dodger nails The Headhunter with a Victory Roll.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...)

Chip: Foot under the ropes!  Hunter has his food under the bottom ropes.  And Animal saw it!

Fool: Damn goody two shoes!  

(The Artful Dodger chops The Headhunter.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger punches The Headhunter.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter hits The Artful Dodger.
The Artful Dodger punches The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.)

Chip: They're brawling toe-to-toe!  This reminds me of the great match these two had at Birthday Bash!

Fool: And the better match they had at Beach Brawl.

(The Artful Dodger chops The Headhunter.
The crowd erupts.
The Artful Dodger uses a Northern Lights suplex on The Headhunter.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Artful Dodger locks The Headhunter in a cobra clutch.
The Headhunter is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Headhunter is inching his way towards the ropes.
The Headhunter tries to escape the hold.)

Chip: Cobra clutch!  He's got it locked in!

Fool: Ring the bell!  Dammit, where's Earl Hebner when you need him?  Ring that bell!

(The Artful Dodger lets go after 15 seconds.
The Artful Dodger uses a ropeburn on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger attempts to place The Headhunter on the turnbuckle, but
The Headhunter blocks it.
The Artful Dodger sets up The Headhunter on the table.
The Artful Dodger executes a DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Artful Dodger.
The Artful Dodger goes for a ropeburn, but The Headhunter blocks it.)

Chip: I can't believe that table is still in the ring!

Fool: I can't believe it didn't break!  I thought we got rid of the concrete tables when Mr. Shhh took over.

(The Headhunter executes a swinging neckbreaker on The Artful Dodger.
The crowd is going crazy.
The Headhunter places The Artful Dodger on the turnbuckle.
The Headhunter nails The Artful Dodger with a belly-to-back superplex.
The Headhunter has the crowd going wild.
The Headhunter sets up The Artful Dodger on the table.
The Headhunter executes a jumping DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.)

Chip: It didn't break!  But the International Champion got the worst of the deal.

Fool: He's going for the Stunner...No!

(The Headhunter uses a jawbreaker on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter executes the Hit on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter has the crowd going wild.
The Headhunter goes for the pin.)

Chip: It's the Hit!  It's over!

(Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, thr... kickout.)

Chip: He kicked out!  The Dodger kicks out!

Fool: Come on, Dodger!  You can cheat better than that!

(The Headhunter goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but The Artful Dodger
 counters it with an elbowsmash.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the turnbuckle.
The Artful Dodger runs shoulder-first into the corner, but The Headhunter
lifts his knee.
The Headhunter punches The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter has the crowd going wild.
The Headhunter chops The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter nails The Artful Dodger with a front-layout suplex.
The Headhunter hits him with the nightstick.)

Chip: That nightstick has come into play yet again!

Fool: This is horrible!  Double H is destroying my homie!

(The crowd is going crazy.
Rock 'n Roll Animal throws the nightstick out of the ring.
The Headhunter places The Artful Dodger on the turnbuckle.
The Headhunter hits a belly-to-back superplex on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter hits a jawbreaker on The Artful Dodger.
The crowd is behind The Headhunter all the way.
The Headhunter executes the Hit on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter goes for the pin.)

Chip: The Hit!  Sweet chin music from the champ!  He knocked him halfway across the ring.

Fool: Come on, Westminister!

Chip: The cover!  One!

(Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two,...)

Chip: Two!  Three!

(... in the ropes...)

Chip: No!  The referee says that Dodger got his left arm under the ropes!  No pinfall!

Fool: Yes!   YES!  What a great job Animal is doing!

(The Headhunter sets up The Artful Dodger on the table.
The Headhunter executes a DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.)

RA: 10 minutes gone by.  There are 50 minutes remaining.

Fool: NO!  Why hasn't he cleared that table out of the ring?  Animal sucks!  Get a new ref!

Chip: Quit complaining.  This has been a tremendous match.

(The crowd is behind The Headhunter all the way.
The Headhunter goes for a backspin DDT, but The Artful Dodger blocks it.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Artful Dodger punches The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.)

Chip: And after taking all that abuse, The Artful Dodger fights back!

Fool: I still don't believe it!  He's king of the world!

(The Artful Dodger chops The Headhunter.
The crowd erupts.
The Headhunter punches The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter takes The Artful Dodger down with a piledriver.
The Headhunter executes a reverse neckbreaker on The Artful Dodger.
The Artful Dodger places The Headhunter on the turnbuckle.)

Chip: The challenger goes up to the top.  This isn't two 50 year old men with bad hips.  These
are the finest professional athletes in the world.

Fool: Collins is shooting again.

(The Artful Dodger executes a top-rope Frankensteiner on The Headhunter.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with a Northern Lights suplex.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...)

Chip: Another near fall.  Great ring presence by the Franchise!

Fool: Hold that thought!  Robbing you blind!

(The Artful Dodger executes the Robbing You Blind on The Headhunter.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Artful Dodger.
The Artful Dodger goes for the pin.)

Fool: Down goes Hunter!  Down goes Hunter!

Chip: The cover!

(Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...)

Chip: No!  Like Holyfield and Lewis, these guys are going the distance!

(The Artful Dodger puts The Headhunter in the STF.
The Headhunter reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
The Artful Dodger hits a DDT on The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger sets up The Headhunter on the table.
The Artful Dodger tries to drive The Headhunter through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it.)

Fool: Come on Dodger!  Snap into that unbreakable table!

Chip: DDT by Dodger!  No!  Hunter blocks it, and he REVERSES!

(The Headhunter executes a jawbreaker on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter executes the Hit on The Artful Dodger.
The Headhunter goes for the pin.)

Chip: It's The Hit!  He walked right into it!

Fool: It's over.

(Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, in the ropes...)

Chip: Dodger once again gets his foot on the ropes!  I don't believe it!

(The Headhunter goes for a piledriver, but The Artful Dodger blocks it.
The Artful Dodger hits a diving elbow smash on The Headhunter.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger goes for a DDT, but The Headhunter blocks it.
The Headhunter nails The Artful Dodger with a chop.
The Artful Dodger begs off.)

Fool: Dodger's the sixty minute man.  He's gonna be okay.  I know it.

Chip: Double H is setting him up on that table!

(The Headhunter sets up The Artful Dodger on the table.
The Headhunter executes a piledriver through the table.
The table didn't break.
The Headhunter hits a Frankensteiner on The Artful Dodger.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.)

Chip: Frankenhunter!  And I though he had him!  I thought Double H had it won!

Fool: He'll get nothing and f(bleep)in' LIKE IT!  Hang in there!

(The Headhunter hits The Artful Dodger with a jumping side kick.
The Headhunter sets up The Artful Dodger on the table.
The Headhunter tries to drive The Artful Dodger through the table with
a frog splash, but he moves out of the way.
The table didn't break.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger uses a spinning DDT on The Headhunter.)

Chip: DDT!  The high risk maneuver fails!  And the World Champ is in deep, deep trouble!

(The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Artful Dodger.
The Artful Dodger throws The Headhunter out of the ring.
The Artful Dodger goes through the ropes.
The Artful Dodger sets up The Headhunter on the table.
The Artful Dodger executes a DDT through the table.
The table didn't break.)

Chip: They're out!  they're both unconscious on the Spanish announcers' table!  This could be a double countout!

Fool: No, Chip!  Animal's counting slow.  And Dodger is moving.

(The crowd erupts.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts:  1.
The Artful Dodger uses a jawbreaker on The Headhunter.
The Artful Dodger whips The Headhunter into the guardrail.
The Artful Dodger uses a diving elbow smash on The Headhunter.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts:  2.
The Artful Dodger reenters the ring.)

Chip: Dodger's back inside.  And believe it or not, Double H is staggering back in too.

Fool: Why?  What an idiot!  He could have stayed out there and kept the World Title!

(The Headhunter follows him back in.
The Artful Dodger struts across the ring.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Artful Dodger nails The Headhunter with a Tombstone.
The crowd is giving The Artful Dodger a standing ovation.
The Headhunter leaves the ring.)

Fool: Now Double H is walking out on the match.  Smartest thing he's done all night.

Chip: I don't think so!  It looks like one of those "extras" just passed The Franchise a weapon!

(He returns with a frying pan.
The Headhunter takes a swing at The Artful Dodger with the frying pan, but he gets out of the way.
The Headhunter hits Rock 'n Roll Animal with the frying pan.
Rock 'n Roll Animal is out cold.)

Chip: What a shot with that frying pan!  The referee is down!

Fool: I'll be the official!

Chip: You stay here!  It looks like Mr. Jones took exception to that "extra".  There's a fight breaking out in the stands!  Between The Family and...the Family!

Fool: Look!  It's Equalizer!

(The Equalizer jumps over the rail.
The Headhunter hits The Artful Dodger with the frying pan.
The Equalizer enters the ring.
The Headhunter goes for the pin.)

Fool: No!  I love Equal, but he's just gonna screw it up to get to Mr. Shhh.

Chip: Headhunter has knocked Dodger out!  But there's no one to make the...Here comes Equalizer!

(There is no referee to count.
The Equalizer snatches the frying pan from The Headhunter.
The Equalizer hits him with the frying pan.)

Chip: What the hell!  He attacked Headhunter!  Why?

Fool: I don't care!  This is great!  He's going for the Face Plant!

(The Equalizer executes the Face Plant on The Headhunter.
The Equalizer leaves the ring with the frying pan.
SWF Security hustles him down the aisle.
The Artful Dodger goes for the pin.)

Fool: Dodger wins! One!  Two!  

Chip: There's STILL no referee!

(There is no referee to count.
Westminister revives Rock 'n Roll Animal.
Rock 'n Roll Animal is back on the job.
The Artful Dodger hits The Headhunter with an elbowdrop.
Rock 'n Roll Animal counts: one, two, three.
The crowd erupts.)

RA: Here is your winner, in 14:22, and the NEW SWF Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOORRRLLLLDDD...The Artful Dodger!

("Fire it Up" by Busta Rhymes plays as Westminister raises The Artful Dodger's hand in the air.)

Chip: I don't believe it!

Fool: Believe it, Double C!  Equalizer has joined the Family!  The REAL family!  And my man The Dodger is the World Champ!  Hell, I'm so happy, I'm even glad I stayed sober!  Whoo-hoo!

Chip: What an incredible turn of events.  Fans, we are out of time.  I'm sure we'll have more on this Thursday night on SWF Around the World.  For the Sportin' Fool, I'm Chip Collins.  Goodnight, everybody!

(The two Families are still brawling in the crowd.  We see Artful Dodger holding up the SWF World Title.)

[Night Shade Lane and Simon Phoenix enter the control room.]

SP: Well that's it for the PPV till next time Good Fight, Good Night.

NS: Uh Phoenix what about the preview for The Birthday Blast.

SP: Oh that's right----- OK guys roll it......

(Scene open to green background with the words "The following preview has been approved for all audiences. Scene fades to a SWF logo with silver letters.)

[Scene fades into Hotshot Donovan and the Living Dead walking toward the camera through the fog.]

"Every Organization  has a legend..."

[Camera pans through Madison Square Garden]

"Every journey has a first step..."

[Shot outside of  Shhh Towers...fades out into a shot of Robyn looking out the window.]

"Every Federation has a price..."

[The Star Wars Main Theme plays as a shot of a limo racing a Silver Spur flashes on the screen. A quick shot
of Sean McKenzie, The Artful Dodger, and HeadHunter. A shot of HeadHunter standing alone twirling  
a lightsaber. Scene fades to a shot of Trinty, The Copycat, Black Fathom IV, Moon Dog Gator, Fatal Fury,
Corona Tecate, and the KBK in a full scale laser fight. Screen shifts to Giant versions of Cpl. Punishment, Monster Mark, and Future Technology chasing Sean McKenzie through a forest, destroying everything in their path. 
Music begins to fade to a shot of The Artful Dodger and Sean McKenzie walking through a city.]

Frankie Swinger: We refer to the prophecy of the one who will bring balance to the force...

[Shot of Equalizer standing alone. Screen shifts to a shot of Frankie Swinger in a brown cloak.]

Frankie Swinger: You believe its this boy?

Sean McKenzie: He can see thing before they happen.

[Shot of Jezebel]

Jezebel: He can help you....

Sean McKenzie: The force is unusually strong with him.

Jezebel: He was meant to help you.

[Shot of Sean McKenzie pulling out his lightsaber.]     
 
Sean McKenzie: (shouting ) EQUALIZER!! 

[Shot of Equalizer and Jezebel]

Equalizer: Will I ever see you again?

Jezebel: What does your heart tell you?

[Shot of Robyn]

Robyn: Are you sure about this? Trusting our fate to a boy we hardly know.

[Shot of Equalizer waving to fans. Shot of Sean McKenzie, Equalizer, Headhunter.]

Sean McKenzie: Equalizer...meet the Franchise.

[Fade to a shot of GT in green make-up with big ears and a six pack of bud.]

GT: I sense much fear in you...

[A shot of Shhh's board room]

Headhunter: The boy is dangerous...

 [Shot of Sean McKenzie walking with Headhunter]

Headhunter: They all sense it...why can't you?

[Shot of doors opening to revel Pagan in a black cloak...Fades into a shot of Sean McKenzie with his 
lightsaber. Fades into a shot of GT]

GT: Fear is the path to the Darkside...

[Shot of Headhunter with lightsaber.]

GT: Fear leads to anger...anger leads to hate...

[Shot of Equalizer with Mr. Shhh's hands on his shoulders.]

GT: Hate...leads to suffering.

[Shot of Pagan holding his lightsaber horizontally and two lightsabers emerge. Fade to shot of the Family 
preparing for battle. Fate into Shot of Sean McKenzie and Pagan dueling with lightsabers. Shot of Equalizer 
flying in his ship shooting down Family Tie Fighters. Shot of Black Jack look down to Kaneda. 
Shot of Sean McKenzie and Headhunter flipping over a chasm To attack Pagan. 
Shot of Madison Square Garden exploding. ]

(Words appear on the screen...BIRTHDAY BLAST: EPISODE 2. Screen fades to the words....THE SAGA
BEGINS APRIL 29, 1999...screen fades to black.)