[FADE UP]
EDDIE PAGE: This is sure to be a great match Russ.
RUSSELL MCCOY: Yeah whatever. Like Sanders said, Quinn Tate is a squirrel and Jonny Five is
about to make roadkill out of him.
WALSH: This is a first round match to decide the first ever Great Plains Champion. Now entering the ring he weighs in at 276lbs, from New York Jonnnnnny Fiveeeeeeeeeeee
[Five and Chavez quicklystep out onto the rampway and are immediately bombarded with "YOU SUCK" and "WHERE"S VINNY' chants. Five starts to go after the fans but is immediately subdued by Chavez who manages to calm him down]
PAGE: Apparently Five is still upset over his old tag partner Vinny D turning his back on him
McCOY: Do you blame him. Five took Vinny under his wing and made him what he was and the backstabber decided to bite the hand that fed him.
Jonny and Eric both slowly makes thire way to the ring, all the while yelling obscenities back at the fans. ]
[Both men reach the ring and get in. Jonny climbs the top rope in the left corner and faces the entrance. Jonny then raises his arms in the air and extends both middle fingers causing another wave of trash to fly at him, as the fans boo at the top of their lungs.]
PAGE: The CSWA has just started and already these fans know what Five is really about.
McCOY: More people should be like Five and not hide their feelings.
PAGE: WHAT?
[Break Stuff slowly fades away giving Walsh the cue to introduce Five's opponent for tonight]
WALSH: And his opponent weighing in at 197lbs, he is a former Gravity Title Champion. He is QUINNNNNNNNNNN TATEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
[The opening lyrics of "Superstar" by Saliva. The crowd in the Ice Box begins cheering, leave for a few boos from the heel fans, as the blaring guitars and hard drum beats make their way through the PA system.]
McCOY: Can you tell me why Tate gets announced as a champion with a title that was never defended while it is a proven fact that Five is a multi belt champ over and over again. Damn biased if you ask me.
PAGE: Good question Russell but I am sure it was just an oversight
McCOY: Yeah okay
[The CSWAtron goes an aqua blue, almost a metallic blue. Forming on the screen T-1000 style is the name Quinn Tate. Blue flames fly from the letters as matching flames come up on the ramp and blue and silver pyro goes off all around the entrance way.]
[Quinn steps through the smoke of the pyro. The crowd begins to cheer loudly.]
[Quinn wears a pair of black, shined combat boots; a pair of black combat/cargo style pants; a white beater and a beige overcoat. In Tate's left hand in his redneck kryptonite, the seatbelt with sharpened edges. His neck length white hair is soaked down and his peculiar green eyes are aglow under the arena lights.]
[Rayne Lange steps out from the back. Her long flowing red hair moves about her face and her blue eyes contain the devious look she is famous for. Rayne is wearing a pair of black 3 inch heels with long black stockings, a 'way too short' black skirt and black halter top plus matching sleeves that start at the mid point of her upper arm(according to my fashion consultant, this ensemble is from the Dolce and Gabanna collection). In her hand is a small black gizmo, what we assume is a tazer. She smiles as she struts down to the ring in a fashion she knows will get at least the male portion of the audience on their feet.]
PAGE: Tate is one hot commodity. Rumor has it that he was asked to pose for one of the local women's magazines here in Lincoln.
McCOY: Your kidding.
[Quinn runs full sprint down to the ring, slapping hands as he does so.]
[Quinn leaps to the apron then catapults him over the top rope and proceeds to hit the turnbuckles. By the time he is done the crowd is standing on their feet taking deafening to a new level]
PAGE: This should be one hell of a match
[Ding Ding]
[Five and Tate lock up.]
PAGE: Tate and Five locking up. Five backs the smaller Tate into the corner.
MCCOY: I can't believe you think Tate has a shot in this match. The only thing he has going
for him is Rayne and she can't wrestle for him.
PAGE: Five now with high knees. What vicious VICIOUS knees from Five!
[Five whips Tate into the opposite corner and charges in after him.]
PAGE: Five whips Tate into the corner...he charges...Tate dodges and he locks in a ring-rope
surfboard!
MCCOY: That's illegal. Stop him ref.
PAGE: The referee forces Tate to break the hold after the four count.
[Five falls to the mat, but is quickly up to one knee. Tate springs up to the top rope and
measures Five.]
PAGE: Tate on the top! Tate on the top! Flying cross body...NO! Five caught him and slammed
him to hell!
MCCOY: Oh calm down Eddie.
PAGE: Five now stomping away on the downed Tate. Five pulls Tate to his feet...DDT from Five.
He's going for the cover.
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PAGE: KICKOUT FROM TATE! HE KICKED OUT!
MCCOY: I don't think Tate has enough left to hold off Five.
[A frustrated Five slams his hand on the mat. He then goes into a mount and begins punching
away at Tate.]
PAGE: Five is punching away on Tate, the referee is warning him but Five keeps punching him.
He's trying to take those stitches out Russ!
MCCOY: If he was hurt so bad why did he come to the ring?
PAGE: That's the kind of competitor that Quinn Tate is. He'll never say die.
[Five finally recoils and scowls at the referee before a smirk appears on his face looking down
at the bloodied Tate.]
PAGE: Five pulling Tate up. He's giving the signal for the Deep Six!
MCCOY: It's all over.
PAGE: Five hoists him up...HURRICANRANA! HURRICANRANA! Quinn Tate just countered the Deep Six!
[Tate has the presence of mind to grab a leg.]
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PAGE: TWO! Five kicks out.
[Five is quickly back up, stunned by the move but really ticked off.]
PAGE: Five drops Tate hard with a vicious running clothesline. He's waiting for Tate to get back
up...a second running clothesline, even more vicious than the first!
MCCOY: All Tate did was tick the big man off.
PAGE: Five pulling Tate up, neckbreaker executed to perfection! He goes for the cover!
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PAGE: Tate's foot is on the rope! Tate's foot is on the rope!
[The referee breaks his count and Five argues with him momentarily.]
PAGE: Five is turning his back on Tate to argue with the referee. Tate kips up. Chavez is
yelling at Five. Five turns around right into a dropkick that sends him flying to the outside!
MCCOY: If the referee knew how to count this would have never happened.
PAGE: CATAPULT LEGDROP SUICIDA! CATAPULT LEGDROP SUICIDA! Five is still down!
[The crowd goes nuts.]
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[Five is still down, Tate is back up.]
PAGE: Tate locking on a wakigitame armbar....wait what's Chavez doing?
MCCOY: His job?
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SMACK!
PAGE: OH NO! CHAVEZ JUST NAILED TATE WITH THAT CANE! CHAVEZ NAILED TATE WITH THAT CANE!
[Tate releases the hold as he falls out of consciousness temperarily.]
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PAGE: Tate is outcold thanks to Eric Chavez! Jonny Five is now getting back to his feet.
[The crowd boos away as Five gets up holding his arm.]
PAGE: This is two on one!
MCCOY: The squirrel has Rayne.
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PAGE: Please, Ms. Lange is no match for Chavez.
[Rayne is over confronting Eric Chavez. Chavez seems quite taken. Rayne hoists her leg into
Eric's most prized possessions and he drops like a tonne of bricks. A collective "OHHH!" goes
thru the crowd.]
PAGE: Five is coming over to Rayne now, I don't think he knows what she did to Eric!
MCCOY: Careful Jonny, she's dangerous.
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[Another collective "OHHH!" goes through the crowd as Jonny goes down holding his goods.]
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[Quinn is slowly shaking the cobwebs out as Five slowly rolls into the ring.]
PAGE: Tate is slow to get back to his feet. Five is going up to the top? THE TOP?
MCCOY: This has to be a stupid mistake from Five.
PAGE: He leaps...and connects with a missile dropkick. Tate is down! Five is down! CARNAGE!
ABSOLUTE CARNAGE! And the fans love it!
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[Tate and Five remain down for several seconds. Five is the first to stir.]
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PAGE: Five is stirring. Five up to one knee, Tate is still down!
MCCOY: I told ya he was roadkill.
PAGE: Five picking Tate up...
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PAGE: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Five just dropped Tate throat first across the guard rail! Now
Five rolls Tate back into the ring.
MCCOY: Five is about to make quick work of quicksilver.
PAGE: Five follows Tate back in.
[Five is strutting around the ring like he's already won.]
PAGE: This could be a mistake from Five. Five now coming over to Tate. Five pulls Tate up
and drops him back down with a snap suplex and he floats over.
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PAGE: TATE GOT A SHOULDER UP!
MCCOY: Why won't you just die?
PAGE: Five slamming the mat and back up to his feet.
[Five drags Tate back up to his feet and suplexes him crotch first on the top turnbuckle.]
PAGE: What is Five doing now?
[Five follows Tate and climbs the turnbuckles and gets ready for a superplex.]
PAGE: Superplex coming up...TATE PUSHED HIM OFF AND DROPKICKED HIM IN MID AIR!
[The crowd goes nuts.]
PAGE: Both men are down again. Listen to this crowd!
MCCOY: I have to admit that was a great move.
[Tate isn't stirring, Five is laying on his back shaking the shocked look off of his face.]
PAGE: Five is slow getting up, Tate isn't moving.
MCCOY: Tate can't hold out much longer.
PAGE: Tate kips up! Tate kips up!
[The crowd goes crazy.]
PAGE: He was conserving energy and look at the look on Five's face! He can't believe it!
MCCOY: NO!
[Five charges right at Tate...]
PAGE: Five charging...Tate drops Five with a dropkick to the knee! Five is down holding that
knee.
MCCOY: This is not right.
PAGE: Tate springs up to the top rope! The crowd is going insane...Tate is walking the top
rope...SENTON BOMB! WHAT AN AMAZING MOVE!
[Huge pop.]
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PAGE: Five kicks out!
[Tate bounces to his feet, and winces as he walks around Five. Seeing Tate in some pain Chavez takes his cane in two hands and swings with all his migh connecting with Tate's leg just below the knee. Tate drops to the mat and the crowd roars n anger]
PAGE: OH NO! OH NO! I can't believe the ref hasn't called for a DQ after that despicable move by Chavez.
McCOY: Must be an oversight right Eddie.
[Five who by now is on his feet hauls Tate up and before anyone can react has him slammed back down to the mat with a spinning Powerbomb]
PAGE: DEEP SIX! DEEP SIX! I felt the shockwave from tha move down here Russell.
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McCOY: Despite Tate's cheating Jonny Five managed to win. Just like I thought he would.
WALSH: And your winner Jonny Fiveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.................
PAGE: Five goes onto to the finals of the Great Plains Title and will face Robert Lancaster next week on WildFire!
McCOY: That should be interesting. Lancaster was almost respectable tonight in his match, so maybe Five won't have the cake walk he had here.
PAGE: We will be right back folks..........
[Fade out to CAL wide commercial featuring Rob Brimestone, Timmy Fantastico and Loki.]