(Over the PA system we hear, "WHO YOU TRYIN' TO GET CRAZY WITH ESE?" and as the curtain parts, Monroe prances through hollering "DON'T YOU KNOW WE'RE LOCO?!?!?" and "Insane in the Brain" by Cypress Hill blares over the loud speaker. Flanked by Siouxnami, Monroe stands at the top of the ramp, pausing to stare at his hands like a man possessed. Immediately thereafter, he snaps out of it and high-tails it towards the ring) [Monroe] Are you all happy now? I hope you are happy. You people have finally gotten what you wanted, didn't you? That's right....everyone conspired against me in an attempt to try to push me over the edge. And I'll admit....you almost had me. For a few minutes at the end of Hardcore Homecoming, I was no longer myself. I was like some crazy man. I was a man possessed....a regular Bill Curtis-type figure. And for that brief interlude the time felt like it was moving in slow motion. It was all a blur, I was barely in control of my own actions. And as I was putting your hero Fuego through that table, absolutely maming your unbeatable world champ, I knew deep down that all of you cretins had gotten your wish. You had made me, Chris Monroe - the most sane person to grace the EWC - albeit briefly, lose control. But it's not my fault. I'm not crazy. It was just time to get some respect. After dismantling Cowboy Bill time and time again, I have nothing more to accomplish with that. I've put on back to back PPV showstoppers, put my body on the line to entertain you morons, and I'm rewarded by having you ingrates cheer while I'm dropped 20 feet threw a flaming table. I want respect, so now I'm gonna go out and claim it. I'm labeled as a joke....I hear I'm bad on the mic, I'm infantile and a cheap-heat machine, I'm too crazy, and I don't put on good matches either, right? Gimme a break. And you say I'm crazy? Listen to the jargon you people spew out. And if you wanna talk crazy...what about Fuego? Fuego thinks he's from the jungle. His gimmick is a blatant rip-off of his far more talented cousins, and his name inexplicably means fire. And talk about crazy, he preaches to the ever-applauding fans that he's going to kill his opponents. Man, and you people say I'm bad - he should be institutionalized. At least I don't set out to murder my opponents. Now, it was on my agenda to discuss Mr. Curtis, Grendel, the Hurleys, Parker, and various other freaks as well, but you know what? I don't want to. You don't deserve to hear me go on any longer. Not until I start getting some respect. And if the only way to get it is to go straight to the top and take it, consider it done. FUEGO...who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? DON'T YOU KNOW WE'RE LOCO?!?!? <> OK, I'll bite...WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?! It's Chris Monroe being mad as hell and refusing to take it anymore. Obviously losing the LH title to Bill Curtis...not to mention losing the war against Bill Curtis..has caused him to snap. But if he thinks Fuego's going to be any easier than Bill Curtis was, he's got another think coming. <<"Winona's Big Brown Beaver" by Primus comes on, and the fans pop huge>> And here comes Mack Daddy and El Hijo...and folks, the Hurleys may have lost the battle at Hardcore Homecoming, but they won the war, as the Chaos Brigade has left EWC!!! And now they want Siouxnami, and THEY HIT THE RING AND IT'S AN ALL OUT BRAWL!!!!! *MATCH REPORT* This never got to a match level. Even though they were smaller than Siouxnami, the Hurleys came out swinging, going toe to toe with the bigger Native Americans, and even using a double clothesline to get Crazy Horse out of the ring. From there, Mack Daddy hit a springboard rana to Horse on the outside while El Hijo backed Sitting Bull into the ropes, sent him for the ride, and hit a flying double chop across the chest of Sitting Bull. Meanwhile, Mack Daddy had the hubcap and was trying to nail Bull with it, but Bull grabbed a chair and jammed it into the abdomen of Mack Daddy, then grabbed MD and hit a tilt-a-whirl facebuster right onto his hubcap. Horse then grabbed a table from under the ring, slid it into the ring, and rolled in to clothesline El Hijo from behind. Now Sitting Bull has El Hijo as Crazy Horse is heading for the top rope...Bull with a giant swing bomb as Horse comes OFF THE TOP..."LAST STAND" on El HIJO!!!! And now Horse going outside to get Mack Daddy as Sitting Bull is grabbing the still flattened table.... And now we're going to see the most vicious tag team in the EWC end their feud with these putzes once and for all. Why Armand hired these guys I'll never, EVER know. Horse with a gourdbuster on MD across the guardrail, and now CH is on the apron with SB and that table...MY GOD!!! THEY BROKE THE TABLE ACROSS MACK DADDY"S BACK!!!! Now that's a switch...they put the table through Mack Daddy rather than the other way around! This is sick....and now officials are out there trying to get Siouxnami back, but Sitting Bull has just grabbed El Hijo and gorilla pressed him over the top right onto his brother...fans, we've got to take a break, we'll be right back after this. ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// -Only one thing kills one in 3 people that use it. Tobacco. -Come into TGI Fridays for the Jack Daniels grill. -RollerCoaster Tycoon for the PC, and now - Corkscrew Follies expansion pack -EWC IMPACT for the Sega Dreamcast. Over 40 EWC superstars of today *plus* Grim Weibaq, "Suicidal" Sean Altman, the Savages, and 20 other legends of the EWC \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ <<"Ronnie" by Metallica comes on, and the fans BOOOOOOO!!!>> OK, here we go, the Church of Frown is out in force tonight. There is a LOT on the line in this match tonight. One man walks out the North American titleholder, the other man walks out with a shot at the World Title at SnowBrawl. Which is more important to each man? We're gonna find out tonight. Frown is in the ring and he's not a happy looking man. [PA] "real....Real.....REAL..... ...what it means to be REAL!!! <> And here comes the North American champion!!! And Omega is fired up for this one, John. He can be as fired up as he wants, but right now, he's facing the Million Minute Man, he's facing the UNDEFEATED Ronnie Frown, and he better use every trick in the book, or he's gonna have to get used to disappointment!!! Omega on a roll of his own, he's defeated ALL THREE members of the Power Supply, he's still the North American champ. Either man, in my own damn opinion, is a credible World title contender. But one on one, we'll see who's going to the Gauntlet. *MATCH REPORT* The bell rings, and Frown goes right after Damien with several forearms that back Omega into the corner, followed by an irish whip that's reversed by Damien, sending Frown into the corner. Ronnie bounces out into a backdrop by Omega, and promptly rolls out of the ring, holding his back. Omega has no real emotion, but is standing ready. Frown comes back in after an eight count and is much more cautious about things this time around. They lock up, and Omega hits a headbutt on Frown, followed by a legtrip takedown into a hamstring pull. Frown immediately goes for the ropes to break the hold... then rolls out again. Frown tries to go the eight again, but Omega snags Frown by the hair and pulls him onto the apron, then belly to back suplexes him back into the ring. Omega then goes right into a spinning toehold, but Frown kicks him off. Omega comes off the ropes, Frown with a monkeyflip -- Omega lands on his feet. Frown kips up..and Damien enziguri's him in the back of the head, then rolls into another hamstring pull. He grabs Frown and pulls him up, vertical suplex attempt, Frown reverses into a jackhammer. 2 count. Frown picks up Damien, pulls him back by the hair, and fires a palm thrust right into Damien's chin, then does it again. He comes off the back ropes and knees Damien right in the back of the head, driving him down into the mat. A few more kicks to the bakc of the head before Frown takes a second to verbally spar with a ringside fan. Frown pulls Omega over to the ropes, grabs his head, and hops over the top, strangling him over the top rope until the referee counted to four. Ronnie then rolled back into the ring and lifted Omega up by both hands before slamming him down to the mat. Something the fans tend to forget is that Ronnie, for a light heavyweight, is a VERY VERY powerful individual, much like Dan Lea, for example. Therefore, with someone close to his size, Ronnie's got the strength advantage for sure. Frown grabs Omega's head, hooks the head and arm and falls back into the Windmill DDT. Cover - two and a half. He grabs Omega, sticks his head between his legs, and hooks both arms...Tiger Driv..blocked by Omega. He tries it again...blocked again, and this time Omega with the backdrop to the pop of the fans. Frown back to his feet, goes for a running elbow spear, but Omega goes for a clothesline at the same time, and both go down. Both men crawl themselves to their feet at the 8 count. Frown tries for a haymaker, but Omega ducks and goes for a kick combo, with the last kick staggering Frown into the corner. Omega rears back...handspring elbowsmash that gets a LOUD crowd pop. Omega grabs Frown and goes for an irish whip - Frown reverses, Omega RE-reverses, and Frown careens right into the referee. Frown stumbles out into a russian leg sweep by Omega into a pinning position...one....two....three...four...five...six....Omega gets up when he realizes the referee is still down. Omega gets up and checks on the referee...and turns around right into a running elbow spear by Frown. Ronnie picks up Omega, and hits a combo legsweep/chokeslam on Omega, and covers him...only the referee is still down. Frown rolls outside, grabs a steel chair and rolls in as Omega is getting to his feet. He tosses the steel chair at Omega, who catches it...and Frown runs headfirst LOUDLY into the steel chair, KOing himself. The referee rolls over...and calls for the bell. WINNER: Ronnie Frown, by DQ Wait a minute...what a. That's *BRILLIANT!!!* Frown basically caused Omega to be DQed. Omega protesting his case with the referee, but all he saw and heard was a loud clang and Omega holding the chair over an unconscious Frown...and look at Frown staggering out of the ring, punch drunk...but what is Frown? Is he the North American Champ? Is he in the Gauntlet? Fans, we'll be back...