[PAGE]: And we’re set now for our next scheduled match here which is Mace vs. Python. This should be quite a match! Mace has already proved himself by defeating Nighthawk in a brutal match to put an end to a bloody feud.
[MCCOY]: Yeah, Mace isn’t too bad I guess…
[PAGE]: Understatement of the night, my friend… anyway as I was saying, as talented as Mace may be, he’s got his work cut out for him as he faces off against the high flying fan favorite, Python.
[MCCOY]: That kid’s crazy! I’m telling you, did you see that match against Kushner!? That was insane! Did you see when he dove over the top rope and got kicked in the face in mid air!? Or when he…
[PAGE]: Yes, McCoy, we all saw it and it was an amazing match. For once, I’ll agree with you, there’s no move that Python won’t try if it means putting on a good show and taking another step closer to a win.
[Suddenly a voice rips through the arena, and the fans erupt as they recognize the opening lyrics of Kid Rock's Devil without a cause.]
[PAGE]: And here we go!
[Suddenly the sound of a dropping bomb accompanies two red pyros flying down towards the entrance, just as the bomb explodes, the fireworks hit the stage, triggering to giant flames to shoot up beside the entranceway, as Mace steps out from behind the curtain.]
##Get up
Get up
This is out of control##
##Get up
Get up
Get up
Drop the Bombshell##
##Get up
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Get down...##
[Mace slowly walks down the ramp.]
[PAGE]: Looks like Mace is still hurting from the Blood Feud. If Python can capitalize on that, it could be a long night for Mace.
[MCCOY]: He's just looking for an excuse in case a rookie beats him.
[Mace makes it to the ring, and rolls under the bottom rope, he walks to the middle of the ring, and raises his arms high above his head. He winces slightly as the pain shoots through him.]
##Get up
Get up
##This is out of control##
##Get up
Get up
Get up
Drop the Bombshell##
##Get up
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Get down...##
[PAGE]: And the crowd is now on their feet anticipating the arrival of the man who came within a hair of winning the CSWA T.V. Title!
[MCCOY]: Who?
[PAGE]: Python, you dolt…
[The lights go pitch black and "Alive" by POD hits, drawing a HUGE pop from the crowd.]
[DIAMOND LOU]:: From Newark, New Jersey, weighing in at 216 pounds, here is PYYYTHONNNNNNNN!
[The crowd pops again. After a few seconds, the lights go back on, though dimly and tinted red. Python is suddenly standing in the middle of the ring. His faded jeans and t-shirt almost seem illuminated in the faint red light.]
[PAGE]: He also looks to be bruised up from that match against Kushner, and I’d imagine he would be!
[MCCOY]: Yeah, he takes off into the air more than a plane…
[PAGE]: That was corny.
[MCCOY]: Don't see you doing any better Eddie
[Python stands for a moment, looking out at the crowd. Suddenly he takes off, sprinting across the ring and hopping up unto the turnbuckle, fist in the air.]
[Python hops down after the music and camera flashes die down, and stands, pacing on the spot.]
[PAGE]: Wow, what an ovation!
[MCCOY]: Alright, let’s get this thing started…
[The bell rings and Python immediately steps forward and extends a hand. Mace hesitates, but finally shakes it. They step back and go into their stances. Suddenly, Python charges in and, catching Mace off guard, hits a leaping clothesline. He lands back on his feet and Mace goes crashing the mat.]
[PAGE]: Python, using his advantage in quickness, immediately starts things off with a bang. Mace has the size advantage. He’s not that much taller than Python, but he’s built.
[Python begins to stomp away at Mace. Python lifts him up and tries to whip him to the ropes, but Mace reverses it. One the way back he catches Python with a belly to belly suplex, hurtling him across the ring. Mace bounces off the ropes and goes for a knee drop, but Python barely rolls out of the way. He scrambles to his feet and ducks a punch from Mace. Python throws a quick jab to Mace’s stomach and plants him with a DDT. Seeing an advantage, Python climbs to the top rope and the crowd begins to cheer.]
[MCCOY]: Here we go…
[PAGE]: Python is set to fly here!
[MCCOY]: What else is new…
[Python leaps into the air for a frog splash, but Mace manages to get his knees up just in time! Python bounces off them and rolls across the ring, holding his stomach in pain.]
[MCCOY]: Oof! That may have winded Python pretty bad there!
[PAGE]: It seems Mace is conserving his energy and, apparently, has caught Python off guard!
[Mace climbs to his feet and dashes over to the fallen Python, landing an elbow drop to the chest. He picks Python back up and sends him to the ropes. On the way back, Python gets caught with a vicious big boot! He drops like a sack of bricks and Mace makes the cover.]
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[Python gets a shoulder up. Mace picks him up and drops him back down with a release German Suplex. Mace lifts Python to his feet and whips him to the ropes. He ducks his head and launches Python for a back body drop, but on the way down Python hangs on and turns it into a sunset flip.]
[PAGE]: He could have it here!!!
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[Mace puts a foot on the rope.]
[PAGE]: Smart move by Mace, not using up the energy to kick out but instead using the ring ropes to his advantage.
[MCCOY]: Maybe he’s just lazy…
[Python, wasting no time, locks in a tight sleeper hold. Mace fights desperately to get out of it, but to no avail. Python drags him away from the ropes and into the middle of the ring.]
[PAGE]: Python now, showing his technical side, has that sleeper hold locked in tight! He’s trying to KO Mace!
[Mace begins to climb to his feet, forcing his hand between his neck and Python’s arms. Finally, he begins to elbow Python in the stomach. Over and over and over and over and finally Python breaks the hold. Mace turns around and begins to lay into Python with punches and kicks.]
[PAGE]: Mace is on fire! A left! And a right! And another left! He’s on fire!
[MCCOY]: You said that already…
[Python is staggered, but still on his feet. Mace hoists him up to his shoulders for a powerbomb, but Python reverses it into a hurricanrana! The crowd cheers as Python hooks Mace’s leg!]
[PAGE]: A surprise counter! He may have him!
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[Mace kicks out. Python picks him up and begins to hammer Mace with a flurry of punches. The blows rain down on Mace as he raises his arms to try to protect himself. The hits still come through, though, and Python finishes it off with a roundhouse kick to the gut. Mace, bent over, tries to get a second wind as Python runs and bounces off the ropes. Using the momentum from the ropes, Python sprints back at full speed and jumps into the air, landing a vicious kick to the face of Mace! Mace drops to the canvas.]
[PAGE]: OH MY GOD!!! WHAT A KICK!
[MCCOY]: Ow… you could hear the impact from that one!
[PAGE]: He’s making the cover!
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NO!!!
[Mace barely manages to get a shoulder up. Python stomps away at the rattled Mace. He walks picks Mace up and dropkicks him square in the chest, sending him stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. The crowd cheers, they know what’s coming next…]
[PAGE]: NO! HE’S GONNA DO IT!
[MCCOY]: Uh oh… at least it’s not over a guard rail this time…
[The crowd pops as Python runs towards the ropes and clears them by a mile, leaping clean over the top rope and to the floor smack on top of the recovering Mace!]
[PAGE]: THE NO HANDS PLAUNCHA BY PYTHON! A NO HANDS PLAUNCHA!!! OH MY GOD!!! I SWEAR, THIS KID IS GONNA KILL HIMSELF ONE OF THESE DAYS!
[MCCOY]: Man, he FLEW!
[PAGE]: Yes, that was quite a site! Let’s see if he can capitalize!
[Python shakily climbs to his feet. He lifts up Mace and rolls him into the ring, quickly following. Python walks over to the corner and begins to climb to the top rope. Mace slowly rises to one knee, but Python leaps over the top turnbuckle and catches Mace with another sharp kick to the head. This time, in the form of a Shining Wizard.
[MCCOY]: AH!!!
[PAGE]: SHINING WIZARD OFF THE TOP ROPE! THAT HAS TO BE ALL!
[MCCOY]: I’m getting a headache just from watching….
[Python goes for the pin.]
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[PAGE]: HE KICKED OUT! MACE KICKED OUT!
[At the last possible second, Mace got a shoulder up. The fans begin to rally behind Mace as Python pounds the mat in frustration. Hearing the support from the fans, Mace slowly climbs to his feet while Python has his back turned. When Python turns around, he’s met with a sharp kick to the gut followed by a thunderous Double Arm DDT!]
[PAGE]: THE BRONX BUSTER! HE HIT THE BRONX BUSTER! IT’S OVER!
[MCCOY]: Here’s the pin!
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NO!!!
[PAGE]: Another kickout! Amazing!!!
[MCCOY]: How can they keep getting up like that!? It amazes me!
[PAGE]: It’s because they’re wrestlers, McCoy. It’s because each of them wants this win. And if I know these two, neither will give up until they’re unconscious!
[Both Mace and Python are laying in the middle of the ring, winded. The referee begins his count.]
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[Both Python and Mace stagger to their feet. They exchange punches, back and forth, each looking ready to drop. Then, Mace dodges a punch from Python and begins jabbing away at him. Suddenly, Python catches Mace’s arm. Python twists it, grabs Mace’s head under his arm, and jumps in the air, taking Mace with him. Python spins them so that they’re both facing up and at the last second flips back over again into a DDT, driving Mace’s head into the mat hard!]
[PAGE]: THE LETHAL INJECTION! LETHAL INJECTION!!
[MCCOY]: THAT COULD BE ALL! Be nice to see that damn cheater get his.
[PAGE]: There’s the pin!
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NO!!!
[PAGE]: HE KICKED OUT!!!
[MCCOY]: God damn! How do you keep these guys down!?
[PAGE]: Good question!!!
[Python stands up groggily and picks up Mace. He jumps up onto Mace’s shoulders and goes for the Constricter, but Mace grabs him and slams him to the mat with a might power bomb! Staggering over to the ropes, Mace looks up to the top rope and the fans begin to cheer. Mace slowly climbs up top. Maybe too slowly! Python scrambles to his feet and dashes over to the turnbuckle with Mace on it. He quickly grabs Mace, who made it to the top rope, and hoists him into the air. Spinning around, Python plummets off of the top rope and to the outside with Mace in Cradle DDT position. They both go crashing into the steel guard rail and slump to the ground.]
[PAGE]: OH MY GOD!!!
[CROWD]: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
[PAGE]: SNAKE BITE OFF THE TIP ROPE AND INTO THE METAL GUARD RAIL BELOW! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!
[MCCOY]: I THINK THEY’RE BOTH OUT COLD!
[The referee begins his count.]
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[The bell rings]
[PAGE]: Double count out! It’s over!
[MCCOY]: Man, what a match! They were neck and neck the whole time!
[PAGE]: Well, I think Python has certainly proved himself once again, and Mace has shown that he can still put on an amazing match, even when he’s hurt.
[Finally, Mace makes it to his feet, holding his head. Python, who hit the guard rail a lot harder, is still down, holding his back. Mace looks down at him with some concern while a team of referees come out. One of them bends down and begins to talk to Python, but he just shakes his head in reply. The referees leave, but Mace stays.]
[PAGE]: Python, obviously hurt, has just turned down medical help and is slowly getting up on his own. That, my friend, is a little something called heart.
[MCCOY]: Hey, what’s that supposed to mean!?
[Mace bends down and begins speaking to Python. He winces in reply. Then, Mace grins and says something quickly to Python. Python gives off a short burst of laughter and then winces painfully again. The crowd cheers as Mace help Python to his feet, raises both of their arms, and helps him back down the entrance ramp. At the top of the ramp Cross comes running out and sends Mace flying with a shot to the head with a kendo stick. For good measure Cross turns around and sends the stick down over Python's head too. Cross stands over both men arms raised over his head a wicked smile on his face. The smile fades quickly though as Jeff Kushner and Adam-X come tearing out from backstage and begin to pursue the former CAL tag champion down towards the ring.]
[PAGE]: Look at Cross run. He knows he better get going befor The Authority get ahold of him.
[MCCOY]: CHEATERS! The whole bunch of them.
[Once again security comes pouring out and blocks Adam-X and Jeff Kushner from gettin hold of Jack Cross. As the two members of the Authority get escorted away two other figures step out and stand beside Cross. On Cross's left is Jeremiah Blackwell on the right is Ripper Longshanks. All three men start to laugh at the Authority's prediciment. Adam-X starts to break through the security cordone but Kushner stops him with a hand on the shoulder and a quick word.]
[PAGE]: We will be right back folks.
[Camera fades to a commercial with a shot of The Darkness and Jack Cross still laughing at the Authority]