[Fade up to a shot of McCoy and Page]
MCCOY:And I'm telling ya The Authority wouldn't be nothing if the fans didn't kiss their
PAGE:Welcome back to WildFire! and what we have next is a match between two popele on opposite ends of the spectrum. Constantine has been on a roll as of late while young Pyke has been well....
MCCOY: Horrible would be the nice word to say.
PAGE: Let's go to "Diamond" Lou and the call.
LOU WALSH- Introducing first, at a height of 6�3 and weighing in at 247 lbs., he is a member of The Authority!
[The crowd pops already]
WALSH- The Devil�s Own! Aleeeeeeeeeex Constantine!!!
[The lights go down to a haze amongst the crowd. The Jumbotron suddenly flashes a bright light that is almost blinding to the crowd. The light backs down to show fire moves across the background. The crowd starts to cheer as the guitar licks and drums start pouring over the speaker system. The lights start to move back to its original position as the lights around the ring and arena start to pulse to the hard beat of "Super-Charger Heaven". The video shows "Devil's Own" Alex Constantine in grainy black and white footage of matches and outside the ring. The crowd is screaming and chanting for the young superstar as the music hits the lyrics.]
PAGE- Wow! What an ovation for the young and upcoming Alex Constantine!
McCOY- Pheh! I don�t see what�s so great about these Authority guys�
[The stage comes alive as a wall of fire shoots up from the stage. The shock and brightness of it is amazing. The crowd screaming, waving signs, are almost at a frenzy. An Authority chant going through the arena. The fire drops in the middle of the stage at the opening. The video flashing the word, Authority, amongst the video images of Alex. As the fire wall drops, The crowd goes crazy again seeing a figure walk through the opening. The "Devil's Own" Alex Constantine steps into the light and cheers of the fans.]
[Alex stands on the edge of the stage, looking across the arena with a smile on his face. Dressed in Black half tights, he has black boots on with Authority symbol on the sides. The right side of his tights along the leg and thigh has silver fire going up the side to his waist. Black knee pads hold tightly to his legs as well as an elbow brace on his right arm. His fists and wrists are tapped in white athletic tape. His dark brown hair is spiked in the bed head style. His green eyes shining through the arena as he smiles. His upper body is toned and muscular. The years of hard work show in the development of his body. The AUTHORITY: CSWA T-shirt drapes across his chest, the sides are cut as it hangs on him. He smiles and throws his arms into an X over his head. The crowd screams loudly and is deafening.]
[Alex runs down the ramp and to the ring. He hits the fans on the sides as he makes his way into the ring. He slides under the bottom rope of the ring apron and into the middle of the ring. He jumps up and goes over the middle of the ropes where he leans over and keeps the fans rabid. He goes over the opposite side and onto the second turn buckle to once again throws his arms over his head. Once again, the crowd reacts in kind with cheers and chants. The young superstar showing how much of a fan favorite he has become. Alex backs down and moves to the opposite corner.]
[Alex pulls off the Authority T-shirt and throws it out on the crowd where they attack it like a pack of dogs. Alex leans back into the corner and squats down, watching the opening, awaiting his opponent. His face is serious now with no smile to be seen as the music fades to silence.]
WALSH- And his opponent, Karl Pyke!!!
[There is little reaction as Karl Pyke walks to the ring to some cheap, synthesized music. He climbs into the ring, climbs up onto the turnbuckle, and throws one arm in the air to� absolutely no reaction. You can almost hear the crickets chirping behind the synthesized music.]
McCOY- Um� ok�
PAGE- Well, it seems Karl Pyke isn�t too popular here�
McCOY- Yeah� he�s not exactly a sensation�
PAGE- Well, anyway, the bell has rung and the match is beginning.
[Constantine eyes Pyke cautiously as they circle each other.]
PAGE- Pyke obviously has a size advantage here, but size isn�t everything folks.
[Suddenly, Constantine ducks down and sweeps Pyke�s legs out from under him, drawing a good reaction from the crowd. Constantine grins as he watches Pyke slowly climb to his feet. He tries it a second time, but Pyke jumps it. Constantine quickly dashes by him. Before he Pyke can turn around, Constantine bounces off the ropes and connects with a floating neck breaker! Pyke climbs to his feet and is met with a flurry of punches finished off with a huge head butt, dropping Pyke to the floor.]
PAGE- A left! And a right! And a left! And a head butt! Alex Constantine is on fire!!!
McCOY- Wow! Pyke can�t even fight back!
[Constantine grabs one of Pyke�s legs, dodges a kick from the other, and locks him in a single leg Boston Crab!!! Pyke screams in pain as Constantine keeps the hold locked in tight. A chant of �Tap! Tap! Tap!� goes through the arena. Finally, Pyke powers his way out of it and shoves Pyke into the ropes. He gets up quickly and catches Constantine with a huge powerslam! Both superstars are now on the mat.]
McCOY- Oof! That�ll knock the wind out of ya�
PAGE- Yes, indeed it will! But I don�t know if Pyke can capitalize, he seems to be favoring that back and his left leg. That�s never good�
[The referee begins to count.]
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[Both men make it to their feet. Pyke, wobbly, takes a swipe at Constantine, who ducks under it, locks his arms around Pyke�s waist, and hoists him into the air with a German Suplex!]
PAGE- Wow! A thunderous German Suplex by Alex Constantine! I�m surprised he could lift Pyke!
McCOY- Didn�t see that coming�
PAGE- Pyke landed on his neck pretty hard there� he may need medical attention!
[Pyke is now holding his neck in pain on the ground, talking to the referee. Constantine stands back and shrugs as officials rush to Pyke�s aid. Finally, Constantine goes to check on him. As soon as he gets close, though, Pyke almost tears his head off with a vicious lariat!]
PAGE- Oh my God!!! He was playing possum!!! He faked it and then leveled Constantine! What a lariat! What a lariat! Oh my God!!!
McCOY- Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!!
PAGE- Hey, now, what�s that supposed to mean?
McCOY- Nothing� oh, nothing�
[The extra staff members evacuate the ring as Pyke stomps away at the fallen Constantine to many boos and jeers from the crowd. He picks up Constantine and whips him into the ropes. On the way back, he goes for a big boot, but connects only with thin air! Constantine ducked it! Pyke turns around and is met with a textbook dropkick, sending him tumbling through the ropes and to the outside! Constantine clears his head, takes a few steps back, and charges forward. He jumps up onto the top rope, springboards off, and connects with a Flipping Suicide Plancha!!!]
PAGE- HOLY HELL!!! WHAT A MOVE BY CONSTANTINE!!! WHAT A MOVE!!!
McCOY- That�ll leave a bruise�
[Constantine looks a little shaken after his dive, but stands up.]
CROWD- HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T�.
[He rolls Pyke back into the ring and climbs in. Pyke looks like he may be out cold. Constantine hoists Pyke to his feet and goes for the Hellblazer, but can�t get him up!]
PAGE- No! Pyke�s just too big!
[Suddenly, out of the view of the referee, Pyke knees Constantine in the groin. Boos rain down as he hoists the staggered Constantine up for a powerbomb. He goes to slam him down, but Constantine hangs on with his legs and turns it into a hurricanrana, using the force that Pyke was going to slam him with as momentum! Sitting on Pyke, he hooks both legs behind him!]
PAGE- What a counter! This could be over!!! It could end right here!
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[The bell rings]
McCOY- Well, I must admit, that was some show Constantine put on�
PAGE- Yes, it damn sure was! He earned every bit of that victory and I tip my hat to him!
McCOY- You don�t have a hat�
PAGE- Oh, shut up�
[Camera fades away with to a commercial with a shot of Constantine standing in the middle of the ring arms raised in victory]