(The camera fades in to a skybox suite in the Pepsi Center in Denver, CO. Sitting in two chairs overlooking the now 3/4 full arena are Jerone McShea and Alison Matthews) Good evening home viewers, and welcome to the pregame show for EWC Snowbrawl. I am joined by Alison Matthews, and we are just 30 minutes away from a very highly anticipated event. Tonight, here in Denver, one of six EWC superstars is going to go home as the EWC World Champion...while another one is going to suffer through his worst nightmare! That's right. We've got the six top contenders to the EWC World Championship. We have a former champion in Ernie Grendel, a former champion in TR Parker, a *multiple* former champion in Fuego, a former LH champion in Chris Monroe, a former Cut 'n Shoot champion in Ronnie Frown, and a former EVERYTHING champion in DCW in one Derek King. We're going to talk more about that later in the half hour, but tonight we're going to go over all nine matches scheduled for this evening, and we're going to hear from many of the wrestlers involved. And we're starting tonight with the North American Tag Team Title match. Tonight we've got the brand new North American tag champs, the Wave Runners, in that ring against challengers Lanny Hawkins and Mr. WP, aka Star Power. And what some viewers may not know is that there is some common history between these two teams. Yes, Lanny Hawkins had some run-ins with the Wave Runners in the early days of the Keystone Wrestling Federation, an area where the EWC has some roots. There is certainly no love lost on the part of the Wave Runners, as I think we're about to find out courtesy of Ryan from ewc.com! $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (Cut to the back where Ryan of EWC.com is accompanying the Wave Runners as they walk down the hallway to their dressing area. Despite the outside conditions, the Runners are dressed in their usual Bermuda shorts and Hawaiian shirts. They each have one of the NA Tag belts slung across their shoulders and a gym bag in their other hands.) [Ryan] Hey, thanks. I'm back here with the newly crowned North American Tag Team Champions, Mark and Greg, the Wave Runners. Guys, It's been a long time since you had gold around those waists. How does it feel to finally be champs again? (The Runners stop in their tracks and give strange looks to Ryan.) [Greg] How do we feel? [Ryan] Uhhhh..... yeah? (The Runners look at each other then look back down at Ryan.) [Greg] In a word....... (Runners break into their Big Goofy Grins(tm)) [Mark & Greg] EXCELLEEEEEEEEEEENT!!! (Runners drop their gym bags and hi-five each other, then pick their bags back up) [Mark] This is just the icing on the cake, li'l buddy Ryan. Y'see, every time out, me and the Greg-meister give it all we got, lay it all on the line, and are out there just to do one thing, and that's have fun. If we win, that's cool. If we don't, that's not quite as cool, but we can deal with it. And Christmas Eve in Philadelphia, ol' Saint Nick gave us a little present in the form of a North American title shot. And even though circumstances weren't quite what we would have liked, we came out the winners, and now we got a little something extra to party about. [Greg] Yeah, but we gotta give credit where it's due. C-Jack, we've kidded ya, we've made fun of ya, but what you showed us in Philly was a lot of guts and a heapload of courage. Your hand was forced, but you came out and gave us a darn good fight. And whenever you get a partner again--either waiting for Jon-boy to heal up or finding someone new--just say the word, and a rematch for these belts is yours. [Ryan] Well, that's very honorable of you dudes, but first you have to hold on to those by defeating a potentially very dangerous team in Star Power, Lanny Hawkins and Mr. WP. And you better believe Mike Powers will be ringside keeping an eye on his teammates. [Greg] Well ya see, li'l buddy, this was a bit before your time so you may not remember. The Markster and I are already very familiar with half of that trio. And yes, I say half because Lanny Hawkins is big enough to count for two people! [Mark] That's right, our very first match in the ol' KWF was against Lard-ass Lanny and Jumbo-blimp Jones--a match, by the way, which we won--so for us tonight it'll be just like old times...with one big difference. Hawkins, you're not looking at the same ol' Wave Runners you remember from way back when. We're stronger, we're more experienced, we're more unified, and we're just plain *better* than we were back in the day. And if you couldn't handle us then, no way can you handle us now! [Greg] Of course, by the same token, you're not the same Lard-ass Lanny Hawkins you were back then.....oh, who am I kidding? Of *course* he's the same Lard-ass he was four years ago! I mean, he's so fat, when he goes to the zoo the elephants throw *him* peanuts! [Mark] Yeah. His belly button doesn't have lint....it has sweaters! [Greg] And you know what I heard? Last time he wore one of those Malcom "X" t-shirts, a helicopter tried to land on his back! But anyway, enough about the obvious. You're back in the ring, the same ol' fat, no-talent loser you always were, only now you got some creepy new tag partner, Mr. WP....I mean, who cares about that guy? All he does is flail his arms around, get lucky with a kick every now and then, and perform three dozen armbar variations. What's the big fat hairy deal? [Mark] Well, Lard-ass Lanny's back is a big fat hairy deal. [Greg] True, but let's not get into that now. The point is we're not afraid of you, Hawkins. I mean we're talking about some guy who went into clinical depression over the suicide of a freakin' game show host, of all people! We have no respect for you, we have no respect for your friends, so we're going out there tonight and doing what we do best--and that's having fun at *your* expense! [Mark] And just one last word of warning to Mikey "He Hates Everything" Powers--If you're expecting your buddies to cover your whiny ass in your three-way match tonight, you better formulate a backup plan. 'Cause when we're through with them, they won't be in any condition to bail you out. [Ryan] Guys, thanks a lot for your time, and good luck tonight. (The trio exchanges handshakes and "Take care"s, and the Runners proceed to their locker room.) [Ryan] Well, the Wave Runners looking to have an easy go of it tonight, but has their devil-may-care attitude led them to a severe underestimation of their opponents? That match is going to kick off Snow Brawl 2000, and there's still time to call your cable or satellite operator and order this extravaganza! Back to you, Jerone! $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ Thanks, Ryan. Our next match is a non-title match between TV Champion Dr. Destructo and the former "C-Jack", Curtis Stone And there's a LONG history between these two, somehow they always find themselves on opposing sides of one another. Most recently, Destructo allied himself with the Ground Zero 2K team of "Nuclear" Nick Duncan and Death Machine Crimson against Stone and his Power Supply teammate Jon Owens. Well, recently GZ 2K put Jon Owens on the shelf in a BRUTAL assault, and EWC Commisioner Tara Jansen retaliated by banning Duncan and DMC from the EWC. Which leaves Destructo as the sole target of the ire of Curtis Stone. I have prerecorded comments that I gleaned from Dr. Destructo earlier today, after which we have a special video sent to us by Curtis Stone! $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ [Jerone McShea] This is Jerone McShea getting ready for the biggest PPV of the year! Just about every belt in the federation is up for grabs tonight!!! All the stars are here…Look! There's Tom Hanks in the third row! And here's one of the stars wrestling tonight! Let's see if we can get a few pre-match comments! Dr. Destructo! Care to say a few words for the camera? [Dr. Destructo] No. [McShea] But your match with Curtis Stone tonight is the culmination of months of bad blood between the two of you! [Destructo] Let's get on thing straight, McShea...I don't like you. Reporters, even pissant ones like you, make me sick. So shut your piehole, and you may just be able to walk home tonight. Stone, way back when, you complained that I had gone soft. You wanted to see Dr. Destructo go back to his roots. Well, guess what sport? YOU GOT IT. I've spent a lot of time thinking during our series of battles, and I realized you're right. I needed to do what would make me happy, and crippling you just might accomplish that. For a week or two at least, and then I'll have to find another victim. But when you're lying on your back, wondering if the pain will ever go away, just remember one thing. It's all your fault." $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ {It's early morning, overlooking an outdoor football stadium ... as the camera view pans over the seats and the field, the stadium seems almost completely empty -- except for a single figure sitting cross-legged on the middle of the 50-yard line ... The camera zooms in, gradually revealing the man to be Curtis Stone, in blue jeans and a Toronto Argonauts jersey.} [Stone] Sometimes it seems like I've spent the greater part of my life out on a field like this ... and when I think about it, I think it's because things are pretty simple. Nice big piece of painted grass thattaway, make a beeline for it, don't lose the ball, and knock down anybody that gets in your way. Yep ... pretty simple, and I was pretty good at it. When I came here to the EWC, I thought things were pretty simple, too. Big pieces of gold thattaway, make a beeline for them, knock down anybody that gets in your way. But it didn't really work out that way ... in fact, now it seems that nothing's really simple. Guys I thought were cool, are jumping me from behind. Guys who I thought were jokes, don't really seem that bad. Guys wearin' masks are beatin' me up, and I don't know WHO the heck they are. And the guy that was my best bud, is now sittin' at home with a busted wing. The fans boo me, the fans cheer me ... I'm not sure who my friends are, or who my enemies are -- I'm not even sure of myself anymore. And I gotta tell ya, that end-zone's lookin' farther away by the second. But there are some things I'm still sure of. I'm sure the answer to my problems has got to be out there somewhere. I'm sure that if I keep pluggin' away at things, that answer will come to me. And Dr. Destructo ... more than anything else, I'm sure you are one sad, sorry SOB. Tara may sent Nick and the masked marvel to the showers, but I can still get at you. And when I DO get you in that ring, it's gonna be for Jon, it's gonna be for the fans, but most of all, it's gonna be for me. And on my best day, Dr. D ... you're just not in my league. $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ Also tonight, we've got a Bunkhouse Brawl that is the latest match in the apparent war brewing between the newly-reformed Apocalypse Unlimited and the Children of Apocalypse, an Apocalyptic War, if you will, between "The Ace" Ty Kross and the newest of the Rierson brothers, Nick Rierson. This started a few weeks ago with Kross trying to get a tag match together against the C of A, only to have him end up fighting a handicap match against them. Since then, Zach and Dan brought in Nick, and Kross brought in EWC veteran Mr. Wrestling IV as well as Nathan Stormcatcher, the former Comanche War Dog Tonight the C of A have other areas to address, as we'll talk about later, but it's gonna be Nick vs. Ty in a match that is come as you are, no disqualification, one of the most brutal matches to ever come out of the state of Texas. We've got these words from "The Ace" $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (The camera opens on 'The Ace' Ty Kross sitting on a bench polishing a branding iron with a rag) [Kross] You know... when I first started in this business, I enjoyed being the guy people booed. I had fun taking short cuts in the ring and being an unholy terror... especially with this beauty. (Kross gives his branding iron a last polish, puts it on the bench and looks directly in the camera) [Kross] Truth be known... I'm /DAMN/ good at being a "bad guy." But now I'm running with Mr. Wrestling IV and Nathan Stormcatcher, which means that I'm a "good guy" by association. Now Zach Rierson is probably listening to this and thinking, "Ty's going soft." Well I'm here to say, "Not a chance, Zach!" (Kross grabs his branding iron and stands up) [Kross] Later on tonight, you and me, bunkhouse rules. It won't be for the faint of heart. Now I didn't ask to be a "good guy" and I know it's not exactly heroic to use a branding iron in a match, so I'm gonna make a deal with you folks. Forget who's the "good guy" and who's the "bad guy." You're going to see me do things to Zach Rierson that will scare and disgust you. For one night only, 'The Ace' is going to be 'The Ace' and after the bell rings and my hand is raised, 'The Ace' will show all of you folks that I can be a model citizen. (fade out) $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ Jerone, I know you wanted to address all the matches in order of appearance, but I think we need to look further into the World Title situation. We have these six men, all World title contenders, that much is true. But we've got a lot of sub-issues involved in this as well. And none of the competitors has so many irons in the fire with this match as "The Strutter" T.R. Parker! You're right there, Alison. T.R. Parker has a DEFINITE issue with Derek King, a man who hired the Children of Apocalypse to smack Parker down...just to prove a point! But Parker called in some serious backup in the form of Blind Melon Chitlin Enterprises! Last week, Blind Melon Chitlin and Marcelle Keller, at one time the absolute scourges of Virtual Championship Wrestling, appeared to lay OUT Derek King in defense of TR Parker. And one has to wonder what role, if any, they will be playing in tonights match! But if you think that was bad enough on T.R. Parker, he's also got Fuego stalking him, apparently for "stealing" Fuego's belt from him. Plus he's got some issues yet to be resolved with Ronnie Frown, some long-standing history with Ernie Grendel, and no love lost against Chris Monroe. If ANYONE has a big, huge bullseye painted on his back, it's "The Strutter"! $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ {Darkness envelopes the screen. A single beam of light illuminates "The Strutter" TR Parker's face and the uttered "Boo" precedes the *click* of the lightswitch throwing the room into a flourescent glow. Parker, dressed in a 'Who Said That?' T-shirt and jeans, twirls a flashlight in his left hand.} [TR Parker] "Little kids are afraid of the dark because they don't know what's out there. But you know what's out there, don't you Derek? You do, I do, and now everybody knows what lives in the dark. Some big people get the shakes from what lives in the dark, don't they? Their intestines get ice cold as the sweat beads on their foreheads. Hell, some people end up getting assaulted by their nightmares when the lights go out, ever hear of that happening Derek? Hey Derek, you still think you can run with the big dogs? I seem to recall you envisioning yourself as Atlas carrying the VCW Globe on your shoulders when, as we all know, you aren't fit to carry my jockstrap -- let alone the jock of the VCW legends. But that isn't the point of tonight, everybody in this business knows The Strutter and 98% of them are willing to sell their mother to get in one good shot in hopes of taking me out. Tonight it is you and me to open The Gauntlet, and by the end of the evening I will have earned *my* belt. Nobody, and I mean nobody, will have anything to say -- not you, not Monroe, not Frown, not Grendel...nobody. You're a stepping stone Derek, a speedbump on the road to where The Strutter belongs. Yeah, you made it a bit tougher by running your mouth about wanting in and I had to get on Tara's bad side in order to teach you a lesson. I didn't want to use the contract thing, but let's face it Derek; you needed *some*body to help you out. You always have and always will, you can't do it alone. Not many men can say they had The Strutter put his financial future on the line and personally request to kick their ass. You want to be in the bright lights of this business Derek? A lot of men have found the heat a little too great, and they've wilted. Maybe you'd prefer the dark, eh? That is, if you aren't afraid of what lives there. The next time the lights go out for you Derek, it may be permanently." {*click*....darkness} $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ He may be the first man in tonight, but I would *not* put it past that man to work his way through the masses to become the champion once again. We're just 15 minutes away, if you haven't done so already, call your local cable operator, don't miss a minute of Snowbrawl! Now lets talk about the World Light Heavyweight Title match. This whole thing started as an Iron Man tournament between Simon Sanders, Furia, Mike Powers, and Mr. Wrestling IV. Well, as it turned out, Nathan Stormcatcher entered the tournament as Mr. Wrestling IV, and when that came to light, it basically screwed up the works a bit. So Tara Jansen reworked the finals into a Triple Threat match between Powers, Furia and Sanders. However, it has a small twist - Furia and Sanders will wrestle the first five minutes, with no falls being counted, until Mike Powers makes it to the ring. And I have to wonder just how deep in it Mike Powers is. Last week, Sanders was ready to hand the title to Furia in the name of friendship, now both men will be in the ring with Powers at the same time, and Powers has pushed "Silky Smooth" into a powderkeg, drawing up a restraining order forcing Sanders to stay 150 feet away until they meet in the ring. Well, I did a pretaped interview earlier with Furia...and, well, things got very interesting in regards to the match. Take a look. $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (Camera opens on Jerone McShea with Furia, clad in mask and "Feel the Fury" muscle t-shirt, in the back of the arena. A water cooler is in the back ground along with some boxes...) [McShea] "I'm here now with Militar de Furia to get some comments about the big 3-way match tonight against Simon Sanders and Mike Powers...Furia?" [Furia] "Ese, I'm really going through a mix of emotions right now. On one hand, I'm in the finals of the light heavyweight tournement and got a shot at my first piece of gold in the EWC...so I'm pumped as you can imagine. I'm also going in there against un hombre que yo detesto...Mike Powers...so, I'm happy I get a chance to smack him around once again. But then, Ms. Jansen, a nice woman, don't get me wrong, has to make the finals a 3-way matchup...now, I don't understand 0why, now my chance at winning is not as high as it could have been because Simon Sanders has been thrown into the mix..." (Almost as if on cue, Simon Sanders comes around the corner, gym bag over his shoulder, and rudely bumps Furia from behind, almost knocking Furia into McShea. Sanders keeps walking past the camera and leaves and irked Militar de Furia wondering what happened.) [Furia] (shouting toward Sanders) What was that for??? [Sanders] (off-camera) Oh, did I knock ya? Sorry, man. I'll catcha latuh... [Furia] Hey...uno minuto ese...Get your ass back here! (Furia starts chasing after Sanders as the camera pivots around to catch the action. Furia grabs Sanders by the shoulder, spins him around so the two are face-to-face, and an argument ensues. McShea and the cameraman keep their distance as the argument escalates and eventually turns into a shoving match. Other wrestlers and security get in-between the wrestlers before any punches are thrown, however. Furia continues down the hallway and Sanders shouts after him, "Hey, I can play dat way, man! You got it!" as McShea cautiously approaches Sanders.) [McShea] Um... pardon me, Mr. Sanders, but can you tell us what that was all about? [Sanders] (still looking down the hallway toward Furia) I dunno what dat boy's problem is, but he bettuh loosen up dat mask. It's gotta be cuttin' off the flow of blood to his brain. (turns around toward McShea) Lemme make one thing clear to ya, man - I didn't ask ta be a part of dis three-way. I didn't pressure Sistah Jansen ta put me in. But now that I *am* in, I'm gonna make da most of dis oppuhtunity. Hell, *anytime* I can git my hands on Mike Powuhs, I'm gonna make da most of it! As far as Mili'try Man goes, I was in da Christmas Spirit. I was nice ta him back in Minnea'plis, an' dis is how he says thanks? By gettin' right up in my face 'bout it? I was perfectly willin' ta chill fo' da first five minutes of ou' match tonight so we could lay down a double dose of whoop-ass on Powuhs, but it don't look like Mili'try Man want it day way. You wanna fight, boy? Just you an' me, five minutes, so we can work things out? Dat's just fine by me! But fo' you, it just means bad news and worse news. Da bad news is, you can't pin me. Da worse news is, *you* can't say, "I give up!" (Sanders walks off as McShea just stares) $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ Apparently, not all is happy and joyful between Sanders and Furia What you have to remember is this...both men are fierce competitors. Both the former USeW LH champion and the Elite Luchador may hate powers, but they both want the championship as well. And since this is a three-way-dance, it is elimination, so even if they eliminate Powers early, they still have to face off for the right to be called the Light-Heavyweight Champion. Fans, now we need to address the situation between the Children of Apocalypse and the Weapons of Last Resort. As many of you who are wired to the internet may know, Glenn Turner and Toshiro Kensake have been overseas fulfilling the final matches of their commitment to Total Japan Wrestling. In the meantime, the Children of Apocalypse have been leaving a trail of bodies in their quest to become World Tag Team Champions. My question is, can they do it? They certainly can, Jerone, but there are a couple of things they have to do. Leading up to tonight, they needed to get their hands on some videotapes of the Weapons' visit to Japan, find out if there were injuries they could exploit, and just really gauge their fighting style. They also need to take one of them out of the picture and focus on the other. Logic would say focus on Turner, since he is the smaller of the two, but Dan and Zach Rierson have done their share of damage to big men lately as well...Ty Kross, for example, or the members of Siouxnami. So even if they focus exclusively on Toshiro Kensake, that could still garner the desired effect. You can't take a thing away from Kensake and Turner, though...they have beaten virtually every team they have faced here in the EWC, and they do hold a pinfall victory over the Children of Apocalypse. This should be one hell of an encounter. We have some prerecorded words from both teams, so lets go to the videotape. $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (The camera opens up to a pitch black room. The back of this room is filled with purple candles, all lit. Sitting in front of those candles, are 2 men in purple robes with hoods covering their faces, the Children of Apocalypse, sitting on black stools and staring right into the camera) [Zach] From the very beginning, you were all against us. You couldn't stand the thought that we were the ones chosen to cast a reign of terror and plague upon the EWC. We were young when we started, aligning ourselves with a man who swore he could show us the light and the path to lead us to be the kings of terror we are destined to be. Despite being a fool, this man made us who we are today. Though his weakness, through his insolence, and through his fear we grew stronger. Taking out not only his enemies but our own as well. If he didn't run back in to the dark hole that he came from we would not be standing here today. [Dan] Whether he meant to or not, that man made us realize exactly how strong we are. Week after week we came out here. We earned out shot tonight, and through this shot we will show all who want to know, the path of glory we will walk. There is but one team standing in front of that path, the Weapons of Last Resort. Through their fall the apocalyptic kings will rise and take the position as rulers of this dark world. [Zach] The team of destiny begins their march tonight. We show the world that we are no joke, and are not to be taken as lightly as some of you have as we take the souls of your heroes. Turner and Kenzake, you will feel the effects of the Full Redemption and what it's like to not be the ones on top of the EWC. So beware to all. The Apocalypse is here, and it's dark reign of terror begins tonight. (The camera fades to a static background as red liquid drips down to form letters that read C o A and continue to drip down) $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (Cut to a locker room area, where the Weapons of Last Resort are just coming into the building) [Off-Camera Voice] Mr. Turner, Mr. Kensake, I was wondering if I could get a few words for the home audience regarding your title defense tonight? [Kenzake] We have a lesson for you, and for Zach and Dan Reierson. A science lesson ... [Turner] Physics, actually -- see, scientists know about these tiny little particles bumpin' around, that make up everything else in the world. And two of 'em are called electrons and positrons. You show a positron to an electron, and the two of them just rush at each other. They collide, they crash into one another, and things blow up -- total annihilation. No particular reason. They're just total opposites. [Kenzake] Zach, Dan. Tonight, you will learn what it means to be the opposite of the Weapons. [Turner] COA, if we sat here long enough, we could come up with a nice, logical reason to mark you two as Left For Dead. But big Tosh and I, we're sorta impatient. It's good enough for us to know we just don't LIKE you. And tonight, we're comin' at you full-speed, and afterwards, it'll be-- [Kenzake] TOTAL annihilation ... (fade) $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ We are about to go live to the arena, but before we do, if you haven't called your cable operator yet, what are you waiting for? We got nine big matches, everything you've heard here, plus Titus Moongarden and Mikhail Tzskova finally settle their longstanding rivalry. The Hurleys and Siouxnami - DOUBLE STRAP MATCH!!! "Stunning" Stevie Mauritz defends the North American title against Damien OMega with *two* referees at ringside. ANd our big main event - the NIGHTMARE GAUNTLET!!! Parker! King! Fuego! Monroe! Frown! Grendel! Folks, call who you need to call, but get this ordered! We're going to send it over to the main floor, folks, enjoy the show! Isaac, are you there? $*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$ (Cut to the arena floor where Isaac Cross is sitting, alone, at the table) You better believe I'm here, and we are LIVE in the Pepsi Arena for Snowbrawl 2000, the first EWC PPV of the new millenium!!! 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@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ (And Derek King walks out, even before "Shove It" starts up. The crowd is a bit confused at first, but then break out the boos en masse. A closer look at King as he walks up the steps shows him to be carrying a microphone, and an angry scowl. He walks to the center of the ring and waits for the boos to die down somewhat.) And Derek King has chosen to join us in these closing minutes of the preview show...this man and T.R. Parker are dead even in the "I got friends that'll beat you up" camp, and tonight, they kick off the NIGHTMARE GAUNTLET by going ONE on ONE! [King] Idiocy. Greed. Now add jealousy and arrogance to the list of feelings that I continually encounter here in the Elite Wrestling Council. I know you all saw what happened on last weeks show. I know you all saw.... (Pause as some fans start up a chant of "BMC Kicked Your Ass, Doo Daa, Doo Daa!") [King] (sneering) I will get back to them. But I am sure you all saw and heard TR Parker last week. Parker, you said I won the DCW World title after buying half of DCW? Correct. But Parker, I did not do it to win the title. I did it because I COULD do it. I bought half of DCW, I took over their prime show, just because I could. I had the Children Of Apocalypse restrain you two weeks ago JUST BECAUSE I COULD. And I will beat you tonight, Parker. Just because I can. ("AAAAAAAASSSSSSSSHOOOLE! AAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSHOOOLE!") All in all, TR Parker was a quite delirious man. He said I wanted to be like TR Parker. Now, why would I want to be TR Parker when I can be me? But he did say something right. Two weeks ago, *I* made the rules. And Parker, as one of the announcers on Ground Zero stated... you do not upset the person that makes the rules. Going back and getting Blind Melon Chitlin Enterprises... (surprisingly big pop for that name) [King] Going back and getting Bling Melon Chitlin Enterprises to ambush me, Parker, THAT UPSET ME! (calms down) And Parker, getting Blind Melon Chitlin Enterprises placed you squarely on my playing field. *My* playing field. And no one outplays Derek King there. Not even your new friend, Blind Melon Chitlin... (Another chant of "BMC Kicked Your Ass, Doo Daa, Doo Daa!" starts up) [King] I heard you the first time. Yes, Blind Melon Chitlin. I suppose it would not take much to persuade him to come back, to get one over on the man that took away his "crown". For ages, fans of DCW feared the name Blind Melon Chitlin, but finally someone worse came along. The Black Seal. *Me*. How does that feel, Chitlin? How does it feel to know that you have gone from Most Feared Man In DCW to a blind two-bit hack? Not too good, I would wager. So now its TR Parker and Blind Melon Chitlin Enterprises, teaming up to form "Blind Leading Blind", it seems. Now, my old Black Seal partner Grim Mark Reaper had some personal business to take care of. I do not know where Mark Michaels is. BIOS returned to Japan. And until they get back together, there is no more Black Seal. But Parker... Chitlin... that does not mean I am without allies. It does not mean I am without... (tests the unfamiliar word) friends. So Parker, tonight... you will pay. Fully. You will redeem. Fully. I will BEAT you, Parker, I will DEFEAT you, Parker, and I WILL win that EWC World title. Your nightmare... starts now. And we'll see YOU at SNOWBRAWL!