[The shot cuts to backstage, just behind the entrance curtain where Marion 'Stern' Shamrock is holding a microphone. Standing next to him is Murray Monroe with Loco Bravo and Halcon Shadow on either side of him. Monroe is smiling from ear to ear with the Gravity Title belt over his shoulder. Shadow bounces from side to side like he's preparing to strike Shamrock. Bravo's attention seems to be more on the source of the crowd noise coming from the other side of the curtain.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Murray Monroe, tonight you hope to add more CSWA championship gold to your client list! How...
[Monroe cuts him off, immediately speaking 100 words per minute and gesturing definitively with his hands.]
[MONROE]: THAT'S RIGHT, DADDY! CHAMPIONSHIP GOLD, DADDY! I ALREADY GOT THE GRAVITY TITLE! AND TONIGHT, MY BOYS SERPIENTE AMERICANO AND QUICKSILVER PROVED THEY CAN BRING THE HOUSE DOWN! BUT RIGHT NOW, THE MONEY MAN IS GUARANTEEING I'LL HAVE TAG TEAM GOLD NEXT TIME YA SEE ME, MARION! LOCO BRAVO AND HALCON SHADOW CAN'T BE STOPPED! AND THEY WON'T BE STOPPED! NAPALM, I'VE SEARCHED HIGH AND LOW, DADDY! AND ALEX CONSTANTINE AIN'T NO WHERE IN THE BUILDING! THEY CALL IT THE ICE BOX, BUT WHEN THE SHADOW PHOENIX AND EL LUCHADOR DEL FUEGO SET THIS HOUSE ON FIRE, IT'S GONNA MELT DOWN TO THE GROUND, DADDY! THAT'S RIGHT, DADDY! I SAID FIRE! LIKE NELLY SAID, IT'S GETTIN' HOT IN HERE, DADDY! AND WHEN THEY CALL IN THE FIRE MARSHALL TO LOCATE THE SOURCE OF THE FIRE, THEY'LL FIND THE CHARRED REMAINS OF BIG NASTY AT THE CENTER! NAPALM, LAST WEEK WAS ONLY A TEASER TO GET PEOPLE INTO THE BUILDING! YA SEE, UNLIKE YOU, I BELIEVE IN SELLING TICKETS AND MAKIN' MONEY, DADDY! SO THIS WEEK IS THE BIG PAY-OFF! TONIGHT, I'M NOT GONNA TELL HALCON SHADOW TO HOLD NOTHIN' BACK! THE ROOF... THE ROOF... THE ROOF IS ON FIRE! WE DON'T NEED NO WATER; LET THE MOTHERFU...
[The shot cuts to Diamond Lou Walsh, who is standing in the ring, holding a microphone as he begins the introductions. Referee Barry Alexander is standing in a neutral corner.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Ladies and gentlemen... the following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit. Your referee for this match... Barry Alexander! Now making his way toward the ring... representing the first team... he is MURRAY 'MONEY' MONROOOOOOOE!
[Monroe makes his way down the isle to a lot of boos from the fans. Murray rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and jogs around the ring, showing off the MSWA Gravity title as if he were the champion. Monroe is wearing his usual all-black wrinkled attire -- a trucker-style baseball cap with 'CSWA' in red letters across the front; a polo style shirt with 'CSWA' in red letters over the left side of his chest; referee-style pants; and Nike running shoes.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Now...
[As Walsh is about to speak, Monroe suddenly snatches the microphone out of his hand.]
[PAGE]: Hold on just a second... Murray has the microphone!
[Monroe gestures for Walsh to exit the ring. Walsh shrugs his shoulders and exits the ring as Monroe smiles his snaggle-toothed smile.]
[MONROE]: THAT'S RIGHT, DADDY!
[Monroe's screaming three-pack-a-day voice receives another round of boos from the crowd.]
[PAGE]: Seems like Monroe's overbearing attitude is really wearing thin on the fans!
[MCCOY]: Or else they can smell him.
[The shot fades to black as digitally rendered Mexican national flag fades into view, waving over the black background as the hip-hop sampled mariachi sounds of Delinquent Habits' "Return of the Tres" begins to play. The fans give Bravo's music a tremendous reaction.]
[PAGE]: Well, that's odd! No love for his manager, but the fans seem to have taken a liking to Loco Bravo!
[Red, silver and green pyro lights up the entrance way as Bravo appears to a chorus of cheers as he makes his way toward the ring, high-fiving isle and ringside fans.]
[PAGE]: Loco Bravo didn't seem too happy about what his partner did last week, throwing that fireball in Napalm's face!
[Fading into the shot is close up of Bravo's smiling face. After a few more beats and DJ samples, with the help of CGI, one of Bravo's black, red and green masks flashes over his face. That mask morphs into other variations of his mask, changing each time until Ives of Delinquent Habits begins rapping.]
i[A shot of Bravo, wearing his wrestling attire, standing on the second rope, facing screaming fans while holding up the ALW championship with his left hand and gesturing the number three with with the middle, ring and pinkie fingers of his right hand.]
[A shot of Bravo sitting on the top turnbuckle with his opponent standing facing away from the corner.]
[MCCOY]: I still don't get that. Is he ordering three tacos?
[Half way down the isle, Bravo pauses to hold up his pinkie, ring and middle fingers in the tres gesture.]
[Bravo grabs his opponent's head and applies an inverted facelock before jumping off the second turnbuckle, swinging around on the side of his opponent's body and dropping him on the back of his head with a swinging inverted facelock DDT.]
[A shot of Bravo applying a standing headscissors on his opponent. Bravo crosses his opponent's arm under his chest, lifts his opponent horizontal to the mat and sits down, dropping his opponent back first to the mat with a pyramid driver.]
[Bravo hops up on the ring apron near a neutral corner and catapults himself to the top turnbuckle facing away from the center of the ring where he does a back flip and lands on his feet in the ring.]
[PAGE]: This luchador is really making his mark here in the CSWA!
[A shot of Bravo standing on the ring apron, grabbing the top rope and using it to launch himself up, jumping off the top rope and landing stomach first on his opponent with a catapult springboard splash. The music fades.]
[PAGE]: And Bravo doesn't seem too happy with his manager either!
[MCCOY]: Or maybe the smell reminds him too much of home?
[Bravo points at Monroe, who backs away, taking a defensive posture. The shot fades to black until suddenly and unexpectedly... ]
[A flash of lightning explodes across the screen as David Draiman's scapel-like vocals ignite Disturbed's "A Welcome Burden." Through the explosion a head-to-toe three-dimmensional computer-generated depiction of Halcon Shadow appears over the black background, rotating from front to back, synchronized with the articulated noise of Disturbed's Dan Donegan, Fuzz and Mike Wengren. With each beat and rotation, Shadow's wrestling attired morphs to a different color pattern -- red, black, gold, silver, orange, green, blue... The crowd responds to Shadow's music with a chorus of boos.]
[PAGE]: This whole thing just gets weirder by the second! Now the fans are booing Shadow after they just cheered his tag team partner!
[Shadow appears at the entrance ramp through a cascade of silver pyro. He receives even more boos from the crowd. He takes off at a full sprint toward the ring, his robe blowing in his wake.]
[Shadow slides under the bottom rope right in front of Bravo, who gets in a defensive stance. Shadow slides forward, flipping forward into a head stand and kipping up to his feet in a martial arts stance.]
[PAGE]: Halcon Shadow opened up with an arsenal of kicks last week, the likes of which the CSWA has never seen!
[On the screen, suddenly, Shadow stops rotating and the camera quickly zooms toward his masked face, stopping on a full shot of his face as it slowly zooms in closer to one eye.]
[As the camera zooms closer to his eye, images in his eye become noticeable.]
[The camera zooms deeper into his eye, morphing into a shot of Shadow in action in Rising Sun Wrestling, performing an off the top rope leg lariat and taking down his opponent.]
[As the vocals reprieve, there is a shot of Shadow taking down an opponent with a rana suicida... followed by a shot of him landing on a downed opponent with top rope twisting somersault senton, rolling to his feet and performing a standing moonsault splash on his opponent.]
[As the vocals come back in, there is a shot of Shadow landing on an opponent with a catapult somersault leg drop.]
[A shot of Shadow taking down an opponent with a springboard straight leg side kick.]
[A shot of Shadow dropping an opponent with his suplex body slam through the legs piledriver -- the Halcon Arrow.]
[A shot of Shadow landing on an opponent with his top rope twisting somersault splash -- Phoenix Splash.]
[The music fades as Shadow paces around the ring.]
[MONROE]: THAT'S RIGHT, DADDY! AT THIS MOMENT, STANDIN' BEFORE YOU ARE THE NEXT CSWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! WEIGHIN' IN AT 215 POUNDS... THE KING OF THE LUCHADORS... FROM MEXICO CITY, MEXICO... LOCO BRAAAAAAAVO!!!
[The fans cheer as bravo walks around the ring with his arms raised, one hand wrapped around the other wrist and showing his three outside fingers.]
[MONROE]: AND HIS TAG TEAM PARTNER, DADDY! WEIGHIN' IN AT 220 POUNDS... THE KING OF PURO RESU... FROM TOKYO, JAPAN... HALCON SHADOOOOOOW... !!!
[PAGE]: The kings of lucha libre and puro resu? I think El Rey Del Mundo and Akira Yoshi might have something to say about that!
[MCCOY]: Well, if they're not gonna say it in English, who cares?
[Monroe tosses the microphone out of the ring to Walsh as Shadow resumes his pacing around the ring and Bravo loosens up by pulling on and leaning back against the ring ropes. Suddenly, the arena goes pitch black as 'Bodies' by Drownin Pool blasts through the airwaves. With each beat, highlights of Napalm in action during his matches in the CSWA begin to play. Napalm receives a rousing ovation from the fans.]
[Napalm appears on the entrance ramp as the video images of him in action begin to alternate with a zooming still shot of him.]
[PAGE]: The fans are really letting Napalm here it tonight! And he might really need their support in this two on one!
[Napalm is wearing his black mask with a one-inch red outline around his eye and mouth holes as he slowly strolls toward the ring. He is also wearing a black Authority T-shirt, is wearing deep red wrestling pants with the word 'PAIN' in black on his right leg and 'POWER' in black on his left; black athletic tape is around his wrists.]
[MCCOY]: Come on, Big Lazy... put some pep in your step.
[Napalm stares at Shadow as he reaches the ring and steps up on the apron over the top rope and into the ring as the music, pyro and video fade and the house lights come up.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Introducing... from Jefferson, New Jersey... weighing in at 325 pounds... he is one-half of the CSWA Tag Team Champions... NAPAAAAAAALM!!!
[Walsh looks around as if to say where is Napalm's partner, but there is no suggestion that he will have one.]
[PAGE]: Well, it looks like it's going to be official! Napalm will be going this one alone!
[MCCOY]: Yeah... Alex is the smart one. He's tire of Adam-X digging the Authority into holes that he has to climb out of on his own. And no one wants a lazy tag partner like Napalm.
[Napalm stands in his corner, staring down the pacing Shadow. Speaking mostly with hand gestures, Monroe and Bravo are trying to convince Shadow to let Bravo start the match. Alexander encourages the challengers to select someone to start the match.]
[PAGE]: Looks like they're having some difficulty convincing Halcon Shadow to let Loco Bravo start the match!
[MCCOY]: Maybe the Firebird wants to start this match off with another Big Nasty barbecue?
[Monroe convinces Shadow to let Bravo start the match. Bravo is in the ring for his team with Shadow on the ring apron in their corner. Monroe exits the ring as Alexander calls for the bell.]
[DING! DING! DING!]
[PAGE]: And there's the bell! And it'll be Loco Bravo starting out against Napalm in what amounts to a handicap match for the tag team titles!
[Napalm and Bravo circle the ring. Bravo stops and offers a handshake to Napalm. The fans are applauding the gesture.]
[MCCOY]: Who's this guy kidding?
[PAGE]: I think it's a great show of sportsmanship! And Loco Bravo has been nothing but a sportsman during his time here in the CSWA! Halcon Shadow, on the other hand, is a totally different story!
[Napalm shakes his head, turning down the handshake. Bravo shrugs his shoulders and the resume circling each other, locking up in the center of the ring.]
[PAGE]: Collar and elbow tie up!
[Napalm shoves Bravo to the mat in Bravo's corner. Bravo rolls backwards, stopping against the turnbuckle.]
[PAGE]: Napalm with the obvious power advantage!
[Napalm looks at Bravo and points at Shadow. The fans are chanting Napalm's name.]
[PAGE]: It looks like Napalm is telling Loco Bravo to make the tag! Apparently, the big man wants to get some revenge for that fireball from last week! And he wants it now!
[Bravo shakes his head as he pulls himself to his feet. Bravo points at himself then at Napalm.]
[PAGE]: Well, it looks like we're going to learn why they call this young man Loco!
[MCCOY]: Oh... I guess you're some sort of language expert now, eh Ed?
[Napalm and Bravo circle the ring, locking up in the center of the ring.]
[PAGE]: Collar and elbow tie up!
[Napalm shoves Bravo to the mat in Bravo's corner. Bravo rolls backwards, stopping against the turnbuckle again. Napalm looks at Bravo and points at Shadow. The fans are chanting Napalm's name.]
[PAGE]: Again, Napalm demanding that Loco Bravo make the tag!
[Again, Bravo shakes his head as he pulls himself to his feet. Bravo points at himself then at Napalm.]
[PAGE]: Still, the lucha libre star is defiant!
[MCCOY]: Or maybe it's the language barrier. It's not like Napalm is even good at English... much less Spanish.
[Napalm and Bravo circle the ring, locking up in the center of the ring.]
[PAGE]: A third collar and elbow tie up!
[Napalm shoves Bravo away, this time holding on to one of Bravo's arms. Napalm holds Bravo by the wrist and pulls Bravo back. Napalm hits Bravo in the neck with Napalm's free arm. Bravo flips over, landing on the back of his head and neck as Napalm releases his wrist. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: VICIOUS SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE BY NAPALM NEARLY TURNS LOCO BRAVO INSIDE OUT!
[Napalm pulls Bravo up by his head. Napalm lifts Bravo up over his head. Napalm slams Bravo down on his back. The fans go 'oh' and 'ah' at Napalm's power.]
[PAGE]: GORILLA PRESS SLAM BY NAPALM!
[MCCOY]:
[Bravo is in a lot of pain, holding his lower back. Napalm pulls Bravo up by his head. Napalm lifts Bravo up over his head. Napalm drops Bravo down on his stomach. The fans go 'oh' and 'ah' at Napalm's power.]
[PAGE]: ANOTHER GORILLA PRESS BY NAPALM... BUT THIS TIME HE DROPS LOCO BRAVO FACE FIRST TO THE CANVAS! AMAZING POWER!
[Napalm places Bravo's throat across the bottom rope and steps on the back of his neck while pulling up on the top rope.]
[PAGE]: NAPALM NOW CHOKING LOCO ACROSS THAT BOTTOM RING ROPE!
[Alexander begins his count for Napalm to break the hold. The fans are going crazy.]
1... 2... 3... 4...
[Napalm takes his foot off of Bravo's neck to break the count, then places it back to choke him again. Monroe is having a fit at ringside.]
1... 2... 3... 4...
[Napalm takes his foot off of Bravo's neck to break the count, then places it back to choke him again. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: Napalm is using every bit of that four count!
1... 2... 3... 4...
[Napalm takes his foot off of Bravo's neck to break the count, then places it back to choke him again. Shadow enters the ring through the top and middle ropes and shoves Napalm in the back, but Napalm doesn't budge.]
[PAGE]: Halcon Shadow in to help out his partner!
[Napalm turns around as Alexander gets between him and Shadow, forcing Shadow to exit the ring through the top and middle ropes back out on to the ring apron. Bravo is in a lot of pain, holding his throat, lower back and stomach.]
[PAGE]: Loco Bravo really needs to make a tag!
[MCCOY]: Yeah, I wanna see some fire.
[Napalm pulls Bravo up by his head. Napalm lifts Bravo up over his head. Napalm slams Bravo down on his back. The fans go 'oh' and 'ah' at Napalm's power.]
[PAGE]: ANOTHER PRESS SLAM BY NAPALM! HE'S GOING FOR THE COVER!
[Alexander slides into position to make the count.]
1...
[PAGE]: ONE!
2...
[PAGE]: TWO!!
[Bravo gets a shoulder up at 2 and 5/8. The fans are cheering for Napalm and Bravo.]
[PAGE]: NO!!! Loco Bravo able to get a shoulder up... showing a lot of heart and determination!
[Shadow continues to pace from side to side on the ring apron, even more eagerly. Napalm pulls Bravo up by his head. Napalm grabs an arm of Bravo and whips him into a neutral corner.]
[PAGE]: The Lord of Chaos with the Irish whip sends Loco Bravo into the corner.
[With Bravo slumped in one neutral corner, Napalm runs toward him from the other neutral corner. As Napalm nears the corner, he jumps at Bravo, but Bravo falls to the side, as Napalm's momentum sends him face first into the ring post. The crowd is going crazy.]
[PAGE]: NAPALM JUST MISSED THE BIG CORNER BODY PRESS AND SMACKED HIS FACE ON THE TOP OF THAT UNFORGIVING RING POST!
[Napalm staggers around the ring, trying to shake off the affects of the missed maneuver. Bravo crawls along the ropes toward his team's corner, still favoring his midsection and gasping for air.]
[PAGE]: Loco is close to a much-needed tag!
[With a burst of energy, Bravo dives toward Shadow with his hand extended, tagging Shadow into the match. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation.]
[PAGE]: LOCO BRAVO MAKES THE TAG TO HALCON SHADOW!
[Napalm shakes off the affects of the ring post and turns around as Shadow catapults himself over the top rope into the ring. Bravo rolls under the bottom rope out onto the ring apron in his team's corner. Shadow jumps in the air, facing Napalm and spins 180 degrees, striking Napalm in the stomach with the sole of his foot. The crowd is going crazy. Monroe is emotionally involved in the match.]
[PAGE]: HALCON SHADOW WITH A JUMPING BACK KICK ON NAPALM!
[Shadow lands on his feet as the kick momentarily doubles Napalm over. Napalm is bent over. Shadow lifts his leg straight up in the air and drops the back of his foot down on the head and shoulder of Napalm. Napalm goes down to one knee. The crowd goes 'oh' and 'ah' at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: SHADOW WITH AN AX KICK ACROSS THE BACK OF NAPALM'S BACK!
[With Napalm down on one knee, Shadow leaps onto the ring ropes and springs off of them towards Napalm. Shadow jumps at Napalm, sideways, and hits Napalm in the back of the head with the side of his leg. Napalm goes down face first to the mat. The crowd is going crazy at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: MY GOD! THE SHADOW PHOENIX JUST BRAINED NAPALM WITH THAT SPRINGBOARD RISING SUN KICK!
[MCCOY]: Hey! This is my favorite part of the show! Kick him again!
[Suddenly, Napalm rolls over on his back and sits up. The crowd is coming unhinged.]
[PAGE]: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! NAPALM JUST SAT UP AFTER THOSE DEVASTATING KICKS!
[Napalm is seated on the mat. Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm in the chest. But Napalm doesn't budge. The crowd goes 'oh' and 'ah' at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: NAPALM JUST TOOK THAT ROUNDHOUSE KICK LIKE HE DIDN'T EVEN FEEL IT!
[Again, with Napalm seated on the mat, Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm in the chest. But Napalm doesn't budge. The crowd goes 'oh' and 'ah' at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: ANOTHER ROUNDHOUSE KICK! AND NAPALM DOESN'T EVEN FLINCH!
[A third time, with Napalm seated on the mat, Shadow gets into his martial arts stance, pounds the mat with both fists and kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm in the head. Napalm goes down on his back on the mat. The crowd goes 'oh' and 'ah' at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: A THIRD ROUNDHOUSE KICK, FLUSH TO NAPALM'S FACE, PUTS THE AUTHORITY'S HITTER FLAT ON HIS BACK!
[Suddenly, Napalm sits up again. The crowd is on its feet in anticipation.]
[PAGE]: AMAZING! NAPALM JUST SAT UP AGAIN!
[Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm.in the chest, but Napalm catches his leg.]
[PAGE]: Napalm blocks the roundhouse kick!
[Napalm is seated, holding one of Shadow's legs when Shadow jumps at Napalm and strikes him in the back of the head with the top of his other foot. Napalm releases the leg and rolls to the side, holding the back of his head. The crowd goes 'oh' and 'ah' at the sound of Shadow's kick.]
[PAGE]: HALCON SHADOW WITH AN ENZUIGIRI ON NAPALM!
[MCCOY]: Wooohooo... he's a kicking machine!
[With Napalm reeling from the back brain kick, Shadow goes for the cover as Alexander slides into position for the count.]
[PAGE]: Shadow going for the pin!
1...
[Napalm kicks out at 1 and 3/4, sending Shadow out of the ring through the middle and bottom ropes off the ring apron to the arena floor. The crowd is excited about Napalm's power.]
[PAGE]: NAPALM KICKED OUT AT ONE AND SENT SHADOW FLYING OUT OF THE RING TO THE FLOOR! NAPALM IS GENERATING WALL TO WALL EXCITEMENT HERE IN THE ICE BOX!
[MCCOY]: Damn, damn, damn...
[Napalm steps over the top rope and exits the ring, stepping down to the arena floor. Alexander begins a count.]
[PAGE]: Napalm going out after Halcon Shadow! He's really holding his own here tonight... literally!
1... 2...
[Napalm pulls Shadow up by his head and lifts Shadow up over his shoulder as if for a powerslam.]
[PAGE]: The big man is handling his smaller competitors like toys!
3... 4...
[Napalm runs toward the ring post, slamming Shadow back first into the ringpost before dropping him head first to the arena floor. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: MY HEAVENS! THAT RINGPOST DOESN'T MOVE FOR ANYONE!
5... 6...
[Bravo enters the ring through the top and middle ropes, stopping Alexander's count as Alexander turns to tell him to leave the ring.]
[PAGE]: On one hand, that's smart because the belts can't change hands on a countout! But on the other hand...
7... 8...
[MCCOY]: On the other hand Napalm is a cheater and he oughta be DQed and have those belts stripped!
[Napalm pulls Shadow up by his head and rolls him back into the ring as Bravo steps out of the ring through the top and middle ropes out onto the ring apron in his team's corner.]
[PAGE]: Napalm bringing the action back inside!
[Napalm steps up onto the ring apron and over the top rope into the ring. The fans are chanting Napalm's name.]
[PAGE]: It looks like Big Nasty has Halcon Shadow right where he wants him!
[MCCOY]: He oughta want him in Japan... as far away as possible if he ignites another one of those fireballs!
[Shadow is slowly starting to get to his feet, holding his back in pain as he turns to face his opponent's corner. Napalm runs toward Shadow, sticks out his arm and hits Shadow in the neck with it. Shadow almost flips completely over, landing on his head and neck. The fans are chanting: 'NAPALM! NAPALM! NAPALM!']
[PAGE]: DEVASTATING CLOTHESLINE BY NAPALM! THIS ONE HAS GOT TO BE OVER!
[Napalm drops down to cover Shadow as Alexander slides into position to make the count as the fans and Page count along.]
1...
'ONE!'
[PAGE]: ONE!
2...
'TWO!!'
[PAGE]: TWO!!
[Shadow gets a shoulder up at 2 and 7/8. The fans are giving Napalm a standing ovation. Monroe is encouraging Shadow.]
'THREE!!!'
[PAGE]: THREE!!! NO! HALCON SHADOW IS BARELY ABLE TO GET A SHOULDER UP BEFORE THREE!
[Bravo is on the ring apron in his team's corner, extending his arm and hand for the chance of a tag.]
[PAGE]: It looks like Shadow is in a position where he really needs to make a tag!
[MCCOY]: Ya don't say? What was your first clue?
[Napalm gets to his feet, pulling Shadow up by his head. Napalm stands, facing Shadow, and kicks Shadow in the midsection, doubling him over. After the kick to the midsection bends Shadow over, Napalm applies a standing head scissors and grabs Shadow around the waist. Napalm gives the signal for the Total Destruction. All of the fans stand up.]
[PAGE]: IT LOOKS LIKE NAPALM IS GOING FOR THE TOTAL DESTRUCTION!
[Bravo enters the ring through the top and middle ropes as Napalm lifts Shadow up so he is sitting on Napalm's shoulders facing the opposite direction. But before Napalm can powerbomb Shadow, Bravo runs toward Napalm and Shadow and jumps in the air and kicks Napalm in the right knee with both his feet. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: LOCO BRAVO IN WITH A DROP KICK TO NAPALM'S KNEE! HE WENT RIGHT AFTER THE KNEE THEY WORKED ON LAST WEEK!
[MCCOY]: Damn right. There's hope for El Poco Havo yet.
[Shadow uses the momentary distraction to dismount Napalm's shoulders. Shadow lands on his feet in a martial arts stances as Alexander forces Bravo to leave the ring. As Bravo steps through the top and middle ropes out on to the ring apron in his team's corner, Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm in the back of his right knee. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: SHADOW WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF NAPALM'S KNEE!
[Again, Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees on the other, kicking Napalm in the back of his right knee. Napalm is limping and losing his balance. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: ANOTHER ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF NAPALM'S KNEE ALMOST TAKES HIS LEG OUT FROM BENEATH HIM!
[With Napalm limping and trying to regain his balance, Shadow runs off the opposite ropes and back toward Napalm. Shadow jumps in the air toward Napalm. Shadow kicks with one leg while pivoting 90 degrees in the air, kicking Napalm in the back of his right knee. Napalm's leg goes flying out from beneath him, sending him down back first to the mat. The fans are coming unhinged.]
[PAGE]: HALCON SHADOW TAKES NAPALM DOWN WITH A FLYING ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF HIS KNEE!
[Napalm is on the mat, holding his knee in pain. Shadow gets back to his feet and steps through the top and middle rope out on to the ring apron near a neutral corner. Napalm tries to pull himself up, still holding his knee in pain. Shadow climbs up the turnbuckles to a standing position on the top turnbuckle. The fans are holding a collective breath.]
[PAGE]: SHADOW IS UP TOP!
[MCCOY]: Napalm needs to make a tag... but you have to wonder if he might not just freeze Mr. T out at this stage in the match.
[As Napalm gets to his feet, still hobbled by the pain in his right knee, he turns around and Shadow launches himself off the top rope toward Napalm. Shadow and kicks Napalm in the head with both his feet. Napalm goes down on his back on the mat. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: MISSILE DROP KICK! NAPALM IS DOWN!
[Shadow covers Napalm and Alexander slides into position for the count.]
1...
2...
[Napalm kicks out at 2 and 1/8. The fans are cheering for Napalm.]
[PAGE]: NAPALM KICKS OUT!
[Napalm sits up... and immediately grabs his right knee in pain. The fans are going nuts.]
[PAGE]: Napalm just sat up, but he's still favoring that knee!
[Shadow is getting to his feet. Shadow turns his attention back to Napalm who slowly getting to his feet, still favoring his knee. Shadow grabs Napalm's right leg. Shadow falls to the mat and twists Napalm's leg, dragging him to the mat. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP! SHADOW'S REALLY GOING TO WORK ON NAPALM'S LEG AGAIN! PERHAPS THAT MIGHT BE NAPALM'S ACHILLES HEEL?
[MCCOY]: No, Ed... I believe that's his knee.
[Napalm is on his back, Shadow holds on to Napalm's right leg and applies a scissor lock around Napalm's leg to the side of Napalm. Shadow pulls on Napalm's leg, trying to hyperextend Napalm's knee and applying pressure to the hamstrings. The fans are going crazy.]
[PAGE]: HIZA JUJIGATAME!
[MCCOY]: Bless you.
[PAGE]: SHADOW HAS A HIZA JUJIGATAME CRUCIFIX KNEEBAR LOCKED IN! AND THEY'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
[Napalm is in a lot of pain with his shoulders on the mat when Alexander begins to count.]
[PAGE]: Napalm's shoulders are down!
1...
2...
[Napalm gets his shoulders up at 2 and 1/4. The fans are encouraging Napalm.]
[PAGE]: The big monster's knee is really being attacked now!
[Napalm is in a lot of pain with his shoulders on the mat when Alexander begins to count.]
[PAGE]: His shoulders are down again!
1...
2...
[Napalm gets his shoulders up at 2 and 1/4. The fans are encouraging Napalm.]
[PAGE]: I don't know how much more of this Napalm's knee can take!