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====== LIVE ON PPV! FRIDAY DECEMBER 26, 1997 ======== LAS VEGAS, NEVADA =======
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( Scene opens up inside the arena in Las Vegas, Nevada with over
20,000 screaming, yelling, LOUD IWF/WOW fans waving posters, signs,
banners and more around trying to get on camera. Song 2 by Blur is
heard playing in the background and fireworks begin to go off over the
ring. )
John Robertson: (Voice-over) WELCOME EVERYONE TO IWF/WOW CHRISTMAS
MADNESS!
( More fireworks go off and the camera shows some more fans with
IWF/WOW signs and posters. After a minute or two, the camera zooms in
on the broadcast table with John Robertson, Jack Anderson and Rick
Wright. )
John Robertson: Hello everyone and we hope you are having a marry
Christmas! What a night of action we've got for you tonight, in our
main event we will see two members of the Inner Circle go at it,
Derrick DaMann will battle the Prophet.
Jack Anderson: This match could go either way. Both are great
wrestlers and we are sure to be treated to a great match.
Rick Wright: Derrick DaMann is one of the greatest talents the IWF/WOW
has ever had and I see him walking out with the win tonight.
Jack Anderson: Of course, could Derrick DaMann have a disadvantage?
As you may have heard, earlier today Derrick DaMann and Hightower were
in a car accident. DaMann hurt his knee, however he will still be in
action tonight as well Hightower.
John Robertson: Also, in a US National Title match, the champion,
Robert d'Artois defends his title against Rick Styles.
Jack Anderson: Robert d'Artois has proven himself in this federation
time after time, but Rick Styles has proven himself in other
federations many more times. It's a toss up as to who walks out with
the win.
Rick Wright: I can't see Rick Styles not walking out with the US
National title tonight!
John Robertson: In a World Tag Team Title match, America's Least
Wanted will defend the titles against the Lethal Leaders.
Jack Anderson: These two teams feuded back in UEW. The Lethal Leaders
are maybe one of the greatest tag teams today, but ALW are the all time
greatest tag team in the IWF/WOW.
Rick Wright: Lethal Leaders will get the win. They are the team to
beat in the IWF/WOW.
John Robertson: In a IC title match, Chris Stonebreaker will take on
Martin Richards! There will be NO RULES in this match. Anything can
and will happen!
Jack Anderson: This is Martin Richard's kind of match, but don't count
out Stonebreaker! He's had the IC title for about six months now and
won't give it up easily.
Rick Wright: I agree with you there Jack. Stonebreaker will beat
Richards, but not after a long match which he loses a lot in.
John Robertson: Also tonight we will see Horror battle Science and
Slaughter!
Rick Wright: Horror will be out for revenge against Science and
Slaughter. Look for a real brawl there.
John Robertson: Plus, don't forget BATTLE BOWL! Sixteen men will be
put into random tag teams, and the winners of the matches will go onto
a battle royal later in the night. In Battle Bowl we have "The 90
minute man" Angel of Death, Damian Malcolm, last years winner, "King"
Kevin Payne, Jedah the Damned, Steve West, AJ Stanson, Cooper Concrete,
Doug Sullivan, Shane Sanders, Moo Kame. Rob Magnum, Hades, Alex
Extreme, Richard Blair, Hightower and Derek McMasters.
Jack Anderson: Who knows what will happen there, anyone could win it!
Rick Wright: Personally, I see Jedah the Damned walking out with the
win.
John Robertson: Who knows, but we will find out tonight! Lets go to the
ring!
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================= SINGLES ACTION!! =================
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=================== Super Crusher ==================
======================== VS ========================
=================== Dark Vanity ====================
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===== WRITER: Mike Bilodeau <billmich@borg.com> ====
====================================================
Rick Wright: Singles action is coming up, one of my favorites, Dark Vanity
will be taking on the Super Crusher. I can see the crowd now with signs of
"Who Booked This?" Who actually did book this?
John Robertson: Take that up with Jurkschat and Ishikawa, I'm not getting
involved. It should be an outstanding match, with the technical and high
flying ability of Dark Vanity against the pscho aerial ability of Super Crusher.
Jack Anderson: Super Crusher has youth on his side. Dark Vanity has been
in wrestling since 1996, when he started at the age of 26. Super Crusher
just passed his year anniversary as a wrestler, but he's only 22 now. He is
also substantially smaller than the veteran Dark Vanity. But, don't ever
count out an Underdog.
Rick Wright: I can't pick you a winner in this one. But, I can pick you a
winner. It would be more exciting than this match, I can guarantee.
(DING, DING, DING.)
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled
for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, weighing in
at 220 pounds, and standing at 6 feet and 1 inch, please welcome the SUPER
CRUSHER!
("Cardbomb" plays, and the crowd boos. The Super Crusher comes to the
ring.He wears long red tights, with Super written on one side and Crusher
written on the other. He wears boots. He is a built man, but small compared
to other wrestlers.)
John Robertson: The Super Crusher has had a "struggling" career, but could
you imagine what would happen to his career if he defeats Dark Vanity
tonight? It could work wonders.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent. To be accompanied by "Macarena" Matt
Booth. He weighs in at 256 pounds, and stands at 6 feet 3 inches, and hails
from Utica, New York. He is the LOOSE CANER....DARK VANITY!
("Pepper" by the Butthole Surfers plays over the arena. The lights go out,
and red lights fill the arena. Vanity and Booth walk to the ring arm in
arm. Vanity wears a black mask with a V on the face, and all black. He has
"Inner Circle X" written on his tights. Vanity enters the ring with Booth.)
Rick Wright: Normally, I like the wrestlers that will do what it takes to
win, but I just don't know about these two.
(DING, DING, DING..)
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity holding the ropes so Booth can get out. SUPER
CRUSHER DROPKICKS BOOTH OUT OF THE RING. Booth goes flying. Dark Vanity
pissed off clotheslines Super Crusher as he gets back to his feet. Dark
Vanity off the ropes, Crusher back to his feet and he leapfrogs Dark Vanity.
Dark Vanity off the other ropes, Crusher lays on his stomach, Dark Vanity
jumps over. Dark Vanity off the ropes again, and this time is HIGH BACK
BODY DROPPED by the Super Crusher.
John Robertson: Dark Vanity up, and the Super Crusher clotheslines him over
the top rope to the outside! Vanity is hurting. Matt Booth runs to his
aid. Vanity pushes him away, and SUPER CRUSHER through the ropes with a
DROPKICK!! Vanity flies face first into the guard rail!
Rick Wright: Super Crusher picks up Vanity and whips him, but Vanity with a
reversal, and sends the Crusher into the guard rail!! Vanity runs in with a
dropkick, CRUSHER MOVES!!
Jack Anderson: OH NO!
John Robertson: DID YOU SEE THAT??
Rick Wright: DARK VANITY HIT AN OLD LADY IN THE CROWD with that dropkick!
John Robertson: Super Crusher is getting back in the ring. Dark Vanity,
wait, he's not getting back in the ring. What's he doing? MY GOD. DARK
VANITY just hopped the rail and is attending to the old woman. She must be
like 60 or something. Dark Vanity is getting counted out, for his
compassion?? I never thought I'd see Dark Vanity show compassion for a
fellow human being!
Rick Wright: WAIT NO!! THE REFEREE HAS SIGNALED FOR THE BELL! THIS IS
OVER! SUPER CRUSHER WINS BY COUNTOUT!
(DING, DING, DING....)
RING ANNOUNCER: LADIES and GENTLEMEN, your winner due to a countout....the
SUPER CRUSHER!
(Fans boo loudly......Super Crusher leaves to the back.)
Rick Wright: I can't believe this, Dark Vanity lost to Super Crusher,
because he cares about some fan.
Jack Anderson: He's helping the woman up. OH!!! THAT LADY JUST SLAPPED
DARK VANITY!
John Robertson: What did she say? I could have sworn, I just heard her
say, "Is that any way to treat your mother?" Look, Dark Vanity is stunned.
It's his MOM??????
Jack Anderson: Rick Wright is leaving the broadcast booth. He's got a
microphone. Let's go hear what is going on down there.
Rick Wright: Dark Vanity, what is going on? Who is this?
Dark Vanity: I don't know.
Woman: Sonny, don't you know me? I'm your mother.
Dark Vanity: My mother doesn't exist.
Woman: No, wait. I can prove it. Your father was a decent man. But, he
left me. I had no choice but to sell you, because I couldn't support myself
let alone a child. I'm sorry. I realize that what I did was wrong. Will
you find it in your heart to forgive me?
Dark Vanity: You are not my mother. Get this hag out of here.
Woman: I can prove it. Take off your mask, and you will have a V scar on
it. I put it there, this way I could identify you later in your life. You
have a V scar right above your left temple. Show me.
(Dark Vanity removes his mask and there surely is a V scar about his left
temple. Dark Vanity cries.)
Dark Vanity: Mother. Why? Why did you leave me behind all those years?
Mrs. Vanity: Son, it was a different time then. But, now, I just want your
forgiveness. Please, find it in your heart for an old lady at Christmas time.
Dark Vanity: Forgiveness? You want forgiveness? You put me through a life
of hell. That was unacceptable. Get away from me. I hate you.
(Dark Vanity walks away in tears. Mrs. Vanity is left in shock and she
begins to cry.)
Jack Anderson: A reunion??? This gets wierder and wierder. Matt Booth
runs off to support Dark Vanity. Lets go backstage to Hightower.
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<the camera pans to Anthony Edwrads who is standing next to Julia and
Hightower>
Anthony Edwards: I'm in the locker room right now with one of the
particiapants in the BattleBowl tonight, Hightower. Hightower what are
you thoughts for your chances tonight?
Hightower: Well there is alot of talent in the BB. Stanson is one guy I
hope I don't wrestle! The only way I won't win is if I don't wrestle AJ
at all!
Anthony Edwards: What about the other members of the PA?
Hightower: What King Payne and Coop? These guys i have a big problem
with, and if they get in my way, they ar going to fall hard! You guys
have ignored AJ when he has needed your help, and you call yourselves
friends????
Anthony Edwards: What about Chris Stonebreaker, he isn't in the
BattleBowl, but he has made some comments about you, care to reply?
Hightower: Actually yes i would. Stonebreaker, your punk ass is the same
as Payne's and Coop's. You think you are AJ's friends, but you're not!
And maybe tonight we will see a NEW Power Alliance!
Anthony Edwards: A new PA? What do you mean by that?
Hightower(big smile): You'll find out soon enough!
<Hightower and Julia leave the room, while Edwards stands looking dumb
founded>
Anthony Edwrads: Uh.....back to you guys?
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=========== BATTLE BOWL ROUND 1 ACTION!! ===========
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========== Hightower and Jedah the Damned ==========
======================== VS ========================
=============== Hades and Rob Magnum ===============
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= WRITER: Chad Ishikawa <ishikawa@intergate.bc.ca> =
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John Robertson: The next match is part of the Battle Bowl tag team segment.
I know that the fans will be shocked by some of the random pairings that
took place.
Ring Announcer: Introducing from Vancouver, BC, Canada, at 6'9" and 310
pounds, lead by Julia, here is HIGHTOWER!
(The crowds erupts as "Eye Of The Tiger" by Survivor begins to play. A
muscular man wearing black track pants and a green Adidas soccer shirt.)
John Robertson: A technical wrestler ...
Rick Wright: Has trouble with high flyers and rulebook wise wrestlers.
John Robertson: You mean cheaters?
Ring Announcer: And his partner is from The Realm of Tormented Souls, at 7'
and 300 pounds, lead by the Acolytes, Lazarus and Inarius, here is JEDAH THE
DAMNED!
(The crowd boos as the Acolytes sing, "Darkness Walk". A well built man
with long black hair wearing a blood red cloak with fur trimmings and a
winged helmet. Wears blood red pants, boots, and vest in the ring. On his
right arm is a piece of charred skin. Two Sickles crossing over each other
with Demon Wings outstretched. The Acolytes wear a brown monk robes.)
Jack Anderson: This is an unusual and unhappy pairing. Neither man was
happy to hear who his partner was. The crowd is having difficulty getting
behind this team. The referee is ordering the Acolytes to leave the ring
area before the opponents arrive. Jedah doesn't like this but he's going to
have to live with the referee's decision.
Rick Wright: This is unfair! They are here to manage!
Ring Announcer: And their opponents, from Pittsburgh, PA, at 6'3" and 250
pounds, here is HADES!
(The crowd boos as "Under" by Filter plays. Hades is wearing black boots,
trunks, and kneepads. He has short black hair and a goatee. Well defined
build.)
Jack Anderson: A technically skilled brawler with power but has trouble
with high flyers.
Ring Announcer: And his partner is from Detroit, Michigan, at 7'1" and 340
pounds, here is "NO WORRIES" ROB MAGNUM!
("Turnoquette" by Marilyn Manson begins to play to a mixed crowd reaction.
Wears black leather pants and a black spandex tank top. The front of the
top says "No Worries" in gold and "Bad as I wanna Be" is in white on the
back of the black leather vest he wears to the ring. He also wears shades
and a backward bandana to the ring, both of which he throws off before the
match.)
Jack Anderson: A top-notch brawler, but needs to work on his wrestling
skills and speed.
Rick Wright: Hades and Magnum think alike and this should be a guaranteed
win. Look at that kid wearing a UEW shirt!
Jack Anderson: The referee has given the instructions and both teams are
deciding who will start.
DING DING DING!
Jack Anderson: Rob Magnum is starting against Jedah the Damned. They are
circling each other ... lock up ... kneelift by Jedah ... elbow smash to the
back of the head by Jedah. Applies a nerve pinch to the shoulder. Releases
the hold and hits a double axehandle on the shoulder! Jedah picks him up
and delivers a fireman's carry sending Magnum to his corner. Jedah tags in
Hightower.
John Robertson: Hightower cautiously enters the ring avoiding his partner.
Body slams Magnum. Off the ropes ... elbow drop! NO! MISSED! Magnum gets
up and grabs Hightower's arm ... twists the arm ... SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE!
HIGHTOWER IS DOWN!
Rick Wright: Magnum begins kicking the foundation of Hightower. Picks up
Hightower ... VERTICAL SUPLEX!
John Robertson: HE'S JUST HOLDING HIGHTOWER IN MID-AIR!
Jack Anderson: Magnum showing impressive power. He goes off the ropes ...
falling headbutt ... MISSES! Hightower lands a forearm shot across Magnum's
face! Dives ... MAKES THE TAG! Jedah back in ... Magnum executes a single
leg takedown. Applies pressure on the leg of Jedah.
Rick Wright: Magnum is trying to cut the big man down to size.
John Robertson: Pops up and drops an elbow on the leg. Continues to
applies pressure to the ... WAIT! CHINLOCK SUBMISSION BY JEDAH!
Jack Anderson: HADES ENTERS AND KICKS JEDAH OFF OF MAGNUM!
Rick Wright: I guess he wanted to get into the ring at some point.
John Robertson: Magnum is yelling at Hades? Sounds like he's saying that
he doesn't need Hades' help. Magnum runs into the ropes ... BIG BOOT TO
JEDAH'S FACE! Magnum goes for the pin!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT! Jedah just tossed Magnum off of him! Magnum whips Jedah at Hades
... HADES WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION! Jedah knocked Hades to the outside!
Jack Anderson: Careless error by Magnum. Magnum behind Jedah ... BELLY TO
BACK SUPLEX! COVERS!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT! Jedah rakes the eyes just as Magnum kicked him in the gut. Both
men are in pain. Hades is back on the apron and slaps Magnum's back.
Rick Wright: Smart move by Hades, he's trying to tell his partner where he is.
John Robertson: MAGNUM TURNED AND NAILED HADES WITH A ROUNDHOUSE RIGHT!
Rick Wright: THAT IDIOT! HE MUST HAVE THOUGHT HADES WAS JEDAH!
John Robertson: Jedah tags in Hightower ... Hightower delivers a shoulder
tackle sending Magnum face first into his corner!
Rick Wright: A Canadian delivering? He can't be a postman.
Jack Anderson: Hades punches Magnum! Now he tags himself in! Hades rushes
Hightower! Both men are rolling on the ground punching each other! This is
a wild brawl! Hades is choking Hightower! The referee is warning him.
John Robertson: Hades is on top of Hightower's chest ... DOUBLE LEG CRADLE!
Hightower is pinning him!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT! Hades is up quickly as Hightower charges him ... side step by
Hades ... Hightower off the ropes ... POWER SLAM BY HADES! PIN!
1 ...
2 ...
JEDAH BREAKS THE COUNT!
Rick Wright: Jedah and Hightower seem to be at least trying to work together.
John Robertson: Hades whips Hightower into the ropes ... BACKDROP!
Kneedrop! Covers!
1 ...
SHOULDER UP! Snap mare by Hades ... into a chinlock. Hades also has his
knee in Hightower's back. Hightower is squirming ... on his knees ...
ATOMIC DROP BY HIGHTOWER!
Jack Anderson: Hades fell into Jedah's corner ... JEDAH GRABBED HIS HEAD
AND DROPPED HIS THROAT ON THE TOP ROPE!
John Robertson: Hightower tags in Jedah ... irish whip ... DOUBLE BACKDROP!
Jack Anderson: Nice teamwork ... Russian legsweep by Jedah. Grabs Hades
quickly. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX! Tags in Hightower ... LEG DROP! COVERS!
1 ...
2 ...
FOOT ON THE ROPES!
Rick Wright: Magnum didn't even try to break the count.
John Robertson: Hightower tags in Jedah ... whips Hades into the ropes ...
DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! They both pick up Hades ... DOUBLE BACKBREAKER! Jedah
applies a clawhold. PICKS UP HADES BY THE HEAD! DRIVES HIS HEAD INTO THE
TOP TURNBUCKLE! Hades is draped in the corner.
Jack Anderson: Hightower is tagged in and Jedah whips him at Hades ...
CLOTHESLINE! DDT! HIGHTOWER WITH A DDT! Covers!
1...
2 ...
MAGNUM DROPS AN ELBOW ON HADES! Hightower moved out of the way and Hades
got it from his own partner.
Rick Wright: Hightower clotheslines Magnum out of the ring! Jedah is going
after him on the outside ... DROPS MAGNUM THROAT FIRST ACROSS THE RAILING!
John Robertson: Hades is crawling to his cover but no one is there.
Hightower drops his butt on Hades' back. CAMAL CLUTCH! This one is close
to being over.
Jack Anderson: Jedah is back on the apron and Magnum is struggling to get
back to his corner.
Rick Wright: HADES IS POWERING OUT OF THE CAMAL CLUTCH!
John Robertson: DROPS BACKWARDS! Hades applies a Scorpion Deathlock!
Jedah is wasting no time saving his partner. Big boot to the back of Hades'
head!
Jack Anderson: The referee is yelling at Jedah and is ordering him out of
the ring. Hades picks up Hightower ... SOVIET SUPLEX!
Rick Wright: Magnum is demanding a tag in.
John Robertson: Hades tags in Magnum. Magnum is playing up the crowd.
(Crowd responds with clapping.)
John Robertson: Irish whip ... Big boot! NO! HIGHTOWER DUCKED! Hightower
off the opposite side ... MAGNUM CATCHES HIM IN A SIDEWALK SLAM! NO! DDT!
DDT! HIGHTOWER WITH A DDT!
Rick Wright: Magnum is flopping around like a fish out of water!
John Robertson: Hightower dives ... TAGS IN JEDAH!
Jack Anderson: Jedah grabs Magnum ... puts him on the top rope! These fans
are screaming! Jedah grabs Magnum's throat ... TOTAL SALVATION!
John Robertson: Top rope chokeslam!
Rick Wright: I'M doing the count! 1 ...
2 ...
3!
DING DING DING!
John Robertson: That poor sport Hades is leaving the ring. He is disgusted
with Magnum's demand to be tagged in.
Jack Anderson: Hightower is in the ring as the ref is raising the winner's
arms.
Ring Announcer: THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH ... JEDAH THE DAMNED
AND HIGHTOWER!
Rick Wright: Hightower wants to shake Jedah's hand. DON'T DO IT JEDAH!
John Robertson: Come on these guys just went to war with each other ...
Jack Anderson: WAIT! HIGHTOWER AND JEDAH ARE EXCHANGING BLOWS! So much
for a clean handshake! Kick to the gut by Jedah ... tosses Hightower out of
the ring!
Rick Wright: Battle Bowl preview!
John Robertson: Hightower grabs Jedah's leg and pulls him to the outside!
Drives Jedah back first into the railing! Jedah is hitting forearm smashes
to the back! Hightower tackles Jedah to the ground. Hightower is pounding
Jedah's face! HERE COME THE ACOLYTES! THEY ARE POUNDING HIGHTOWER!
IWF/WOW OFFICIALS ARE PRYING ALL THESE COMBATENTS APART!
Jack Anderson: An unbelievable match with an unbelievable finish.
John Robertson: Lets go backstage to hear from the Power Alliance.
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The camera view changes from the annoucners booth to the interview stage
which is set up, and standing on the booth is Anthony Edwards, with a
microphone in hand, as the crowd pop continues to roar out in the arena
area.
Anthony Edwards: Thank you gentlemen, and I'd like to introduce my
guests at this moment. Ladies and gentlmen, I give you the POWER
ALLIANCE!!!!
"I've got the Power" starts to play over the intercom system, and out
steps the four members of the Power Alliance, AJ Stanson, Concrete
Cooper, King Kevin Payne, and Christopher Stonebreaker. The four men
make their way up the steps to the stage, and the pop grows for each of
the men as they encircle Edwards.
Anthony Edwards: Tonight, is it gentlemen, one of you three (he points
toward the trio of Payne, Stanson, and Cooper) could be walking out of
this arena tonight with the _next_ IWF/WOW Title Shot.
KKP: That's a fact, Tone. Take it from me, last years winner. (shows his
Battle Bowl ring from last year) It was pure frustration clearing that
ring, but I'm looking to repeat my performance one more time.
Anthony Edwards: Alright, well, let me ask you this something. What
happens if it's say _you_, King, and _you_ Cooper who are the last two
men in the ring. I mean it could be possible, Three Power Alliance
members among the 20 combatants. What happens then?
KKP: Don't worry about it Edwards, we know what we're doing. Coop here,
and I are friends. Hell, the PA itself is one strong unit. If it DID come
down to me & Coop, or me and AJ or me & Stonebreaker, we'll just
concentrate on the task at hand. We all want the same prize and won't
play favorites in order to get it.
Anthony Edwards: Another group in the ring that will match you for
numbers tonight is Pain, Inc....
Stonebreaker: Let me point something out to you PINkies. Oh there may
be there be a number of you inside the ring, and I expect their
illustrious leader, Iron Mike to be down at ringside to. But you see,
we've got the wildcard...
Chris points to himself and the crowd erupts.
Stonebreaker: I _WILL_ be at ringside for this matchup. And Iron Mike,
I will make sure that you have NO say whatsoever in the outcome of this
match!
[Edwards takes the microphone and turns directly to AJ Stanson]
Anthony Edwards: Very well, AJ, if I may, I mean there's going to be
quite a few people in there who, shall we say, "have it out for each of
you" for one reason or another. Is this going to be a team event for the
Power Alliance, or are you going in there for AJ Stanson?
Stanson: (thinks for a moment and then answers) When you belong to
a stable, you have to be ready for teamwork. But when you enter a
BattleBowl, you also have to ready to do what needs to be done for YOU.
When BBowl begins, I will be playing it as is goes. If the opportunity
is there, I will take it with no hesitation, but in the end one of us
will finish #1!
Anthony Edwards: What about McMasters? I mean it's obvious that you and
he have been ready to go after one another. And what about Hightower? I
mean he's been coming to your aid week after week, but you could end up
having to face off against him sometime tonight in this matchup.
Stanson: McMasters can well count himself out of this thing
because there is no way I'm gonna let him come out the victor! And if
that means to take myself out then so be it! I want that title shot,
I've been hungry for it ever since I lost the title...but BattleBowl can
awaken many things and I for one is ready for that...As for Higtower,
he's my friend just like these guys here. We're not 3 year old's that
always have to have the same friends. As far as I know Stoney could be
friends with DaMann and I wouldn't be able to say a thing about it.
That's all there is to it.
Stonebreaker: (Interrupting before Edwards can take the microphone back).
Hightower, you didn't think the Power Alliance was a unit. You were the
man who questioned why we weren't watching each other's backs. You
_will_ find out tonight that we do watch one another's backs, and we
_are_ there for each other!
Anthony Edwards: Alright, let me turn this over to the King now.
Obviously I'd ask you the same question, but about Rob Magnum. Obviously
he is the man you've shown some interest in....
Payne simply stands there with a look at the mention of Magnum's name,
that causes Edwards a bit of uneasyness.
Anthony Edwards: Alright, I guess that makes that point clear and that
brings us then down to you Coop. You've been saying that your time for
the World Title is coming. Is tonight the night that you prove to
myself, the rest of your colleagues, and the rest of the federation that
you are the man to get that title shot?
Cooper Concrete: There will be many surprises tonight, Anthony... the
BattelBowl is the most unpredictable event the IWF/WOW has to offer. And
yes, this is a great opportunity to show off my talent and my in-ring
expertise... for I do have something to prove... not only to my
colleagues and to my fans, but to myself. I have been paying my dues, so
to say, and later tonight when the dust clears...there will be one man
standing tall, and I expect that man to be ME! I give a lot of credit to
my stablemates for being the best they can be, but both the King and AJ
know that if it comes down to PA vs. PA well all the rules get thrown out
and they will both expect a beating.. even if it comes from the hands of
me! Nobody is safe during BattleBowl, Anthony... Not PIN, not IC, not
even PA...
Anthony Edwards: True Words, Coop...
Cooper Concrete: There are alot of scores to settle in this big
match-up... but rather than exacting revenge on my enemies, I'll keep a
cool head, and focus on what is truly at stake in this match, and that's
a shot at the World Title...and that World belt would look real nice
around this waist...(Crowd Cheers.)
I feel sort of sorry for DaMann and Prophet knowing that one of them
will have to face the BattleBowl winner...NOT!!! Those two Crackerheads
are in for some big trouble.. Their little charade at the last Monday
Mayhem has not gone unnoticed! If Inner Circle wants a fight then they'll
get it...as for McMasters, you thought you and IC could take AJ out...
well you not only made a big mistake, but that problem will come back and
bite you in the ass, 4 Times Over...(Coop points to all members of PA)
Anthony Edwards: Alright, and now I want to turn it over to the man who
will be defending the Intercontinental Championship title tonight,
Chris.... if you'd join me here.
Stonebreaker moves in next to Edwards.
Anthony Edwards: This is it. This is the man you personally jumped in
the parking lot.
Stonebreaker: Marty, I want you to take a good hard look at what you've
gotten yourself into.
Anthony Edwards: err, gotten himself into?
Stonebreaker: That's right. You see, boys, think back... months ago
when you all jumped President J. That's right. I'm certain you remember
that real well. I told you then, the rulebook went out the window.
That's how you wanted it. And that's exactly what you're getting. No
disqualification, anything goes.
Anthony Edwards: You have to be expecting something then?
Stonebreaker: If i wasn't I wouldn't have this right now. (he points to
the IC belt around his waist) That's why, just like I'll be watching
these guys back during battle bowl, they'll be watching mine when we get
in the ring, when we fight outside it, and when we take it to the back of
the arena.
Anthony Edwards: The Power Alliance will be at ringside?
Stonebreaker: It's an anything goes fight, Anthony. And that means that
I can do whatever it takes to show Martin Richards and the rest of the
Inner Circle that other people can play at their game. And tonight
Richards you find that out the hard way.
Stonebreaker: You think the IC is the the only group that knows how to
fight dirty in this sport? You are looking at the man who grew up in the
state of Louisiana. Fighting dirty was the only way we did things back
home, and it will be a fight you will get Richards, and when it's all
said and done, you'll have the priviledge of saying that you lost to the
one man who beat the Inner Circle at their own game!!!!!
Chris turns around and steps back away from Edwards.
"I've got the Power" starts to play once again, and the foursome make
their way off the stage to another HUGE pop from the crowd, and make
their way back to the the back.
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(Todd Hendrix, dressed in a black IWF/WOW suit, holds a mic as he stands
in front of the Christmas Madness banner. He smirks...)
Hendrix: My next guest... is er... <Todd adjusts his tie>... uh, he's
a rather popular wrestler amongst certain competitors... De...
(Derek McMasters shambles in front of the banner... medium length curly
brown hair in disarray as usual, as well as a scraggly beard developing
on his face. He's wearing a black trenchcoat with no shirt underneath and
kneeless blue jeans that are ripped so badly, it's a wonder he's showing
them in public. He smiles wickedly as he looks at the camera and jerks the
microphone out of Todd Hendrix's left hand. He runs his free hand, his left
one through his messed up hair and smirks.)
McMasters: F#%k off Todd, you're done... heh heh.
(Todd Hendrix still stands around laughing.)
Hendrix: Oh man... you're such a kidder! Not only are you a freak... but
you got a sense of humour!
(Derek's eyes get a glint of anger and insanity rolled into one.)
McMasters: Excuse me, Toddy... but did you just call me what I think you
called me? A freak?
Hendrix: <force laughing> Yeah... yeah... you know... a err... cool freak!
(Derek glances at Todd with a cold stare and then waves his finger back
and forth, mouthing the words... no... no.)
Hendrix: Err... I was just joking... heh heh... you know... all in good fun....
McMasters: Fun? A sense of humour? A freak? Me?...
(Anger and insanity give way to his haunting, maddening, psychotic laugh.)
McMasters: F#%KIN' RIGHT ON!!! I'M A F#%KIN' FREAK AND DAMN PROUD OF IT...
HAH HAH HAH Heh heh he... you may stay, Toddy... you humour me. Not I you...
but me you. Get my meaning? And don't stand there and stammer like a retard.
Just get with the program is all... heh heh heh.
(Derek's face goes back to one of madness, happiness... who really knows?)
McMasters: Well, seeing as how I'm in this damn Battlebowl thing... I thought
I should share a few words with the whole world... cuz I know you're watching
people... I see you... I feel you... I smell you... you're all exquisite and
your fear runs rampant... and so does your sick depraved minds that are
no more, for they have been sucked dry by the vermin... the leeches within
you all... no one really knows, except for one man... ME!!!
(Derek snickers and sneers at the camera as he shoves his face directly
into the lens...)
McMasters: HEYA AJ!!! HOW THE F#%K ARE YA' BUDDY?! Guess who decided to
show his mug at the PPV... I honestly hope we're paired together... then
you would know my true feelings for you... you scintillating man you!
You know... you're more easily disturbed than I thought possible... hehehe!
BECAUSE YOU AND I ARE THE SAME MAN!!! Sure we inhabit different bodies...
but we are one and the same... even our minds... one and the same.
I am you... and you are me. The two of us are one... an unbreakable bond
between us... we're both outcasts of society... let it loose Stanson... let
it loose. Let's just see how dark you really are... show me. I dare you.
Heh heh heh hee...
(Derek pulls his face away from the lens and laughs to himself as he
holds open his trenchcoat... to show the red scars of his torso.)
McMasters: "AJ 4 EVER"! F#%K YEAH! YOU AND ME MAN, WE'RE THE DREAM TEAM!!!
THE UNSTOPPABLE PALPITATING BLOOD OF THE DAMNED... WE ARE THE TRUE
DUO OF THIS FEDERATION! After all... there will never be another us... heh
heheheh hee heh heh!
(Derek lowers his head and when he raises it... anger is shown all over his
face... his eyes are bloodshot as he stares at the camera.)
McMasters: And AJ, my love... I'd never dare ruin your f#%kin' freak show
called the battlebowl. Why should I? I wish you all the best you mother
f#%ker... for if you win and then win the belt... it will be OUR belt.
No one elses... after all, I'm your damn master and you're my damn puppet.
Or do I pull the strings of your insidious life? Maybe you are finally
starting to realize your full potential... wouldn't that be nice. We make
a fine couple you and I... and yet, I find you repulsing at the same time...
almost like a bad odour that never leaves... or a bad deed that never ends...
but yet again... I've always gone for the bad inside. The hatred that is
starting to rise within you, AJ... let it go... or I'll make sure it's let
go of... in ALL it's splendid glory. Pain, bitterness, hatred, chaos...
Are all apart of me... are all me. It's who I am, it's who you are as well,
Stanson. Never forget that I am the one bringing you to your true beliefs.
The belief of me... of you... of chaos... of blood... all ours, AJ... all
ours. So go for that belt that hangs in the distant horizon Stanson...
and it will become OURS as we make it a blood belt... heh heh heh he...
Never look a gifthorse in the mouth my friend... NEVER, EVER!
(Calming down, Derek grins...)
McMasters: As for what my purpose is in the Battlebowl... well, to cause
pain and torment... to make life a b!tch for everyone else... spill some
blood... taste some blood... create some blood. I'm only in it for the
pleasure of my soul. There now you all know who I am... what I am... if you
can even think into my thoughts... but I doubt it. I'm like a passing wind
that constantly changes course... I'm too unpredictable for mere citizens
of society... I walk amongst the freaks, the dissidents, the outlaws, the
scum, the scourge of society... I am their release... they are my release.
None can comprehend me, least of all you, AJ... for I'm too much of an
enigma... a wretched enigma that pukes on all who think otherwise... I am
nothing... I am something... I am in between the confines of your mind, AJ.
I_AM_YOUR_MIND!!! And your soul is mine... to play with as I please...
your body is mine... to dance to my tune. Your life is mine AJ, because you
know it to be true. I am your dream and your destiny... I am your truth.
(Derek chuckles to himself.)
McMasters: And you know by now, AJ... The truth shall set you free'er than
a bird. I am the wind that guides that bird, Stanson... I am your fate.
Sweet dreams one and all... and sweet dreams to the IWF/WOW... the
organization that hinges on my dreams and nightmares... OH YES! I am one
sweet man, with a sweet plan... that is bloodier than wine, more
mysterious than you could ever imagine... you are all me... and you are all
sick twisted people dancing in my dream... a dream that I alone control.
Farewell and see your lifes play to my hand... my puppets.
(Derek's face is serious as he storms off the set leaving Todd Hendrix
speechless as the screen fades to black.)
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Iron Mike: Tonight IS the night. Here, LIVE on PPV, Pain Inc will prove
beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is the strongest and most cohesive force
in the sport. Lord D'Artois will continue his reign as US National
Champion and be regarded as the greatest International wrestler on the
planet. Science & Slaughter will destroy Horror and will be first in line
for that coveted shot against the winner of the tag title war. Then, a
Pain Inc member has a 1 in 5 shot of winning the battlebowl. Or is it 1 in
4?? Has Iron Mike PURCHASED the services of another IWF/WOW superstar who
will show his colours tonight? Maybe? But then again maybe not. Pain Inc
has the numbers on their side and I will be managing the World Champion on
NEW YEAR'S DAY!!
Johnny Maple: HORROR!!!! Your time has come. The battlelines have been
drawn and Science & Slaughter have completed our training and are ready to
take you OUT. Peter Grant as you can see is not with us right now. We
have him in the back mentally focussed and he will be unleashed at bell
time. The real Horror will occur when we demolish one of the IWF/WOW's
elite teams. And one more time, SCIENCE & SLAUGHTER is issuing a CHALLENGE
to the WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPS whoever it may be IN JANUARY. Lethal Leaders
or ALW, it is irrelevant, both have shown their abilities, but S&S is the
most cohesive team going today. We are both champions, and I eagerly await
the opportunity to hold my 2nd IWF/WOW World Tag Team Title. Horror, you
will be the example of what Science & Slaughter has in store for the
IWF/WOW.
Steve West "The Professor" Battle Bowl 1997. Sixteen men enter, one man
emerges victorious. The creme de la creme of pro wrestling will be
involved in tonight's lethal competition. From the "old" school there are
several competitors and others represent the "new" breed. Regardless, the
Professor has trained long and hard to become a force once again in the
IWF/WOW. The Professor has been your only 2 time North American Champ, but
one title has eluded me all my career. The pinnacle of success -- the
IWF/WOW World Title. Whether I have to shelve alliances for the night and
forge new ones, so be it. Richard and Damian have made an agreement that
it is in the best interests of Pain Inc this evening. So AoD, Jedah or
Hightower, I have one goal, get to Battlebowl, and then, the Professor will
administer the FINAL EXAM and earn his World Title shot, not to be screwed
out of a title shot like he was several weeks ago by IWF/WOW brass.
Richard Blair: The time has arrived. What a year it has been for the
Rocket. In my debut year, I have teamed as a member of the North American
Alliance and gained valuable knowledge as the tag partner of Phil Clinton.
Furthermore, before joining the IWF/WOW full time, I held another version
of the World Title. Since then, I have been on a tear here. Now, Battle
Bowl. As Steve said, only the elite are in this match. Former and future
champions are in this match. We have AoD, AJ, Cooper, Payne and others.
Whether it be Alex Extremer, Rob Magnum or Shane Sanders, one thing is
paramount, the ROCKET is going to go to Battle Bowl and give it his best to
walk out as the winner and ultimately garner that World Title shot. I am
not walking in overconfident, but I am telling my partner, whomever it may
be, that I am relying on you to work with me for that collective goal. I
would love nothing more to be down to the final eight and compete as I know
that I have what it takes. Never underestimate the ROCKET, and LIFT OFF is
only a short time away!!
Iron Mike: My men are ready, and with Peter Grant and Damian Malcolm
continuing their training with Robert D'Artois, 1998 looks like a banner
year for the greatest manager in the IWF/WOW and his stable... otherwise
known as Iron Mike and PAIN INCORPORATED!!
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Edwards: Please welcome now one of the men to take part in the Battle Bowl
tonight, accompanied by the sexy Nevada, AJ "Black Ice" Stanson!!
(Dead Souls by Nine Inch Nails blasts through the arena. Fans are on their
feet cheering Stanson on. He comes out wearing his ring attire with a
white "Victim's Aren't We All" t-shirt. He has his black bandanna on his
head and his silver chain around his neck. Nevada is dressed in a mint
green short tennis like skirt and a matching mint green and white tiny tee.
She wears white platform shoes and her dark wavy hair is worn down. They
walk towards Edwards who is in the ailse and stop there)
Edwards: AJ Stanson, you've often been in these kinds of matchs and I'm
sure being one of the last guys in at the Rumble, you know what it takes to
stay in and what it takes to win!!
Stanson: What it takes is a guy like...ME. (Crowd cheers)
Edwards: I guess it does, but there are big names in this Battle
Bowl...namely guys that could cause you alot of trouble; I think guys like
Jedah the Damned, of Damian Malcolm, Doug Sullivan, or of course Derrick
McMasters.
Stanson: First of all, McMasters will not affect my BattleBowl because if
he dares try to take my mind off the Bowl, he will see in no time that I
can take care of him in a second! His time will come and it won't be
tonight! Alot is at stake and I'm not willing to let it all go down just
cause of one man's mistakes! As for Malcolm... (laughs) like he'd give me
any trouble! If anything, it will be _his_ ass that will be mine and not
the other way around! He doesn't even have the balls to come after
me...well _I_ do and _I_ will!
Edwards: Alright. Scenario....There are two of your stablemates in the
BattleBowl. You could just as well be teamed up then be put against one
another! If it comes down to that....What's AJ Stanson gonna do?
Stanson: (pauses) In times like these, I've always thought about it as
"you don't have a damn choice". When it comes down to grit, pain and
desire...you do whatever the hell it takes to get what you want! I've
preached that ever since I got myself into wrestling and no BattleBowl and
no stable mates will make me think otherwise! We are family and I'd do
anything for these guys...but in times like this, all pledges fall to sleep
and Stanson plays the game alone!
Edwards: Well then Nevada. Will you be coming out to ringside tonight?
Nevada: I wouldn't miss it for the world Anthony sweety! This woman loves
action and what better place then at BattleBowl! My guy will come out the
victor, and not McMasters, Sullivan, Hades, Malcolm Jedah...or anyone else
for that matter can tell us otherwise! The chance is here and we won't let
it go by without one good look, and when we like....we take!
Stanson: It'll be ducks on a pond tonight and what fun it'll be!
(Nev blows a kiss to the camera and mouths "Victim's aren't we all" )
(Dead Souls by Nine Inch Nails starts back as Stanson and Nev walk back to
the back, Stanson's arm around Nevada)
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=========== BATTLE BOWL ROUND 1 ACTION!! ===========
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========= Angel of Death and Richard Blair =========
======================== VS ========================
========== Derek McMasters and AJ Stanson ==========
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====== WRITER: Jerry Glendye <jerryg@mcet.edu> =====
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John Robertson: What an incredible night this is!!
Rick Wright: Yeah, yeah... what do you expect from this league, pure
talent and nothing less...
Jack Anderson: For once I agree with you, Rick...
Rick Wright: It's about time.
Joh Robertson: And it's time for a Round 1 BattleBowl match-up, the
fans are dying to see who is teamed up with who, as am I. Let's go to
the Ring Announcer....
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a
Round 1 Match-up for BATTLEBOWL!!! (Crowd is Cheering Loudly!)
First let me introduce paticipant Number One....
(Hell's Bells by AC/DC is blared and the crowd erupts!!!)
Accompanied to the ring by Heather, He Hails from Toronto, Ontario,
Canada - Weighing 249 lbs. - He is deemed as the 90-minute Man,
THE ANGEL OF DEATH!!!!!!
(Angel of Death is a well-defined muscular man.He wears white boots,
black tights with LIGHTS OUT writen up the back of the right leg in
white blockletters. He wears a black mask..He is accompanied by his
wife, the blonde bombshell, Heather. The Crowd is Going nuts as the
AoD and Heather make their way to the ring. AoD is an all-rounder.)
And his tag team partner......
(Don't Stop Believing by Journey is blared through the PA System and
the audience is hushed as they begin to Boo.)
Accompanied to the ring by Iron Mike, He hails from Montreal,
Quebec, Canada - Weighing 225 lbs. - He is a member of the Pain Inc.
Nation, Here is "THE ROCKET" RICHARD BLAIR!!!!!!
(The Rocket has a well-defined build. He wears Blue and White Tights,
on the back it says BLAST OFF. He also wears kneepads and white
boots. The tights are designed like a Rocket Blasting Off. Iron Mike
wears a leisure suit and follows behind Richard as they get up to the
ring apron. Blair is a technical/high flyer.)
Jack Anderson: My oh my, AoD teaming up with somebody of Pain Inc.
this is gonna be real interesting.
John Robertson: Yes, Iron Mike still remembers what the AoD pulled on
Damian Malcolm a few weeks back, we'll soon see if these two can
really rely on each other in this match...
Rick Wright: AoD is lucky to have such a bright prospect in his
corner..Richard Blair has youth and determination, they could make
out as a great team.
John Robertson: Or that also may be a dilemma, we'll soon see...back
to the ring to find out who their opponents are...
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, Introducing Particpant Number
One of Team Two....
(Dead Souls by Nine Inch Nails is blared through the PA, and the
crowd is absolutley crazy!!!!)
Accompanied to the ring by NEVADA, He hails from Fairbanks, Alaska -
Weighing 260 lbs. - He is a member of The POWER ALLIANCE - Here is
AJ "BLACK ICE" STANSON!!!!!
(AJ is an all-rounder wrestler with a nice build. He wears black
thigh-length tights with dark blue. He wears knee pads and black
boots. He also wears a black Power Alliance bandana and t-shirt that
reads "Black Ice Kills". Nevada is wears a "Simply The Best T-shirt"
as they make their way to ringside. Crowd begins chanting AJ!)
Jack Anderson: Big ovation for the talented Power Alliance member...
John Robertson: In the ring, the AoD is right in Blair's face,
probably making sure no funny business goes on....
Ring Announcer: And his tag team partner....
(Crank The Knife by Tourniquet is played over the PA system and the
crowd is immediatley quieted.)
He hails from Phoenix, Arizona - Weighing 237 lbs. - Here is
DEREK MCMASTERS!!!!!
(Derek has a medium-muscular build. He wears long tie-dyed tights
with black boots and black kneepads. He wears a black T-shirt that
says "AM I CRAZY" on the front and "DAMN RIGHT" on the back.
He is a tachnical brawler. McMasters is Laughing his ass off as he
makes his way to the ring, rounded out with a flurry of Boos.)
Rick Wright: Look at Stanson!!
John Robertson: That is the look to kill...but what can he do?
McMasters is his tag team partner!!
Jack Anderson: And we thought that the AoD/Blair team was peculiar,
this is going to be a real test for all these men...
Rick Wright: And after this match, only two of them will be going on to the
BattleBowl itself...
John Robertson: Stanson looks irate, but he must remain focused...
Rick Wright: McMasters gets up on the apron and blows a kiss in the
direction of Nevada with a huge smile on his face... AJ starts to get
in his face.
Jack Anderson: From behind, the Angel of Death attacks Stanson!!!
DING! DING! DING!
John Robertson: Side Suplex by AoD on Stanson, and a quick cover!!
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KICKOUT by Stanson!
Jack Anderson: Wow, the Angel of Death starts this off with a bang..
taking advantage of AJ's distress... he knows how to play the game.
Rick Wright: And McMasters is loving it! But he needs to remember
that's his teammate out there.
John Robertson: Both AoD and Black Ice are back on their feet...and
AJ is now focused on the task at hand. The two former World Champions
circle each other.....
Jack Anderson: A Lock-up, NO! AJ ducks out of the way!! A quick chop
to the mid-section...no effect.
John Robertson: Both men finally lock up and AoD gains the advantage
and whips AJ into the ropes... BACK BODY DROP by AOD!!!
Jack Anderson: AJ rolls over AoD's back and lands on his feet!!!
RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP by Stanson. The AoD falls to the mat!
ELBOW DROP by Stanson!!!
Rick Wright: NOBODY HOME! Angel of Death rolls out of the way!
Both men are back on their feet..
Jack Anderson: The two men lock up again and AoD whips AJ into the
turnbuckle of his own corner! AJ tags McMASTERS!!
John Robertson: Reluctantly, Derek enters the ring, and the Angel of
Death is egging him on. Now, McMasters locks up with AoD. Derek backs
the AoD into a neutral corner, RAKE TO THE EYES!!
Rick Wright: Nice move by McMasters!
John Robertson: You would say that.
Jack Anderson: McMasters with the leverage over the blinded AoD, a
whip into the ropes, BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX by McMasters!!!!
John Robertson: That took the wind out of the 90-minute man, now
McMasters with BOOTS TO THE HEAD!!! He's keeping AoD down on the mat.
Rick Wright: Not anymore, he picks up a groggy AoD and OH!!!
SNAP SUPLEX by McMasters!!! The AoD is down, a cover by McMasters!!
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KickOut by ANGEL OF DEATH!
John Robertson: AoD actually needs the help of Pain Inc. now as he
needs to get a fresh ROCKET into the game.
Rick Wright: Well not yet, as McMasters jumps on AoD and is punishing
him with a few lefts and rights... the referee is warning about the
closed fist. The referee backs Derek up.
Jack Anderson: Now the Angel Of Death starts to crawl towards his
corner.
John Robertson: McMASTERS tags AJ STANSON!!
Jack Anderson: DOUBLE AXEHANDLE onto the AOD by AJ!!!
That stopped him in his tracks...Blair still hasn't seen any action
in this bout.
John Robertson: And that's smart for the Stanson/McMasters team...
wear out the AoD and keep him away from his partner.
Rick Wright: Even I have to agree with you there, Robertson.
Jack Anderson: AJ now has the Angel Of Death set up for a PILEDRIVER!
He's trying to get him up but AoD keeps blocking it. REVERSED by AOD!
He sends AJ to the mat!!!
John Robertson: AoD Goes For The Tag!!
Rick Wright: IRON MIKE just pulled THE ROCKET off the ring apron!!!
There's nobody to tag!!!!
John Robertson: What's Up With That?
Jack Anderson: STANSON rolls up AoD from behind.....a Cover!!!
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KICKOUT by ANGEL OF DEATH!
Jack Anderson: The Rocket is now back in his corner, Iron Mike is up
to his old tricks again.
Rick Wright: No tricks, Jack...just payback. At least that's how I
see it.
John Robertson: AJ in control! BACKBREAKER onto the AOD!!!
Boy, AoD really needs a tag. He's hurting on the mat.
Jack Anderson: STANSON tags McMASTERS...
McMasters with a KNEE DROP onto Angel Of Death!!
McMasters with a LEG DROP onto...
Rick Wright: NO! Angel Of Death moved, both men on their feet!!
They Lock Up....McMASTERS whips AoD into the ropes....
CLOTHESLINE!!!
John Robertson: NO!!! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!! Both Men Are Down!
The referee starts to count them both out....
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Both Stanson and Blair are reaching in for the tag...
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McMasters is getting up and crawling towards his corner.
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AoD now makes his way to his corner!!
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Both Men are Close!!
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McMasters tags in STANSON!!!!
AoD jumps to his corner for the tag to Blair....
Blair jumps off the apron!!! Nobody there to tag again!!!
AJ runs from behind, KNEE to the back of AoD!!!
Jack Anderson: That's twice that AoD couldn't get the tag to Blair!
Rick Wright: And Blair and Iron Mike are just laughing on the
outside. I told ya that paybacks could be a bitch...
John Robertson: What a predicament for the AoD! AJ now has him
set-up for a SHOULDERBREAKER!!! AJ gets AoD up again...
SLEEPERHOLD!!!
Jack Anderson: The Rocket actually gets back up on the apron and is
reaching for the tag again...
Rick Wright: Well, it looks like he's trying to be a good sport...I
mean a World Title shot is on the line tonight.
John Robertson: AJ has that SLEEPER locked in good, and AoD is going
to la-la land. The ref checks AoD's arm...
ONCE
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IT FALLS.
TWICE
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IT FALLS.
THIRD TIME
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IT FALLS...
NO!! He's showing some life!!! The crowd is cheering him on...
Jack Anderson: AoD with an ELBOW to the MID-SECTION of Stanson!
And Another ELBOW!!! AJ Releases The Hold!!!! AoD grabs AJ's head...
AoD Falls To The Mat!!! JAWBREAKER on STANSON!!
John Robertson: Stanson is stunned!! AoD with a FIREMAN's CARRY,
he plants AJ onto the mat!!
Rick Wright: AoD needs the tag!!! Blair is so fresh!!
John Robertson: AoD is taking things into his own hands...he picks AJ
up and whips him into the ropes...POWERSLAM!!! AJ is down!!!
Jack Anderson: AoD runs over for the tag to Blair!!!!
Rick Wright: HA!!Blair jumps down again!!! Nobody there!!!
John Robertson: Oh look, AoD has had enough, he jumps down to the
floor and Iron Mike and Blair don't see him!!!
Jack Anderson: AoD jumps onto Blair from behind!! Whips BLAIR into the
Steel Barrier...He didn't see that coming!
John Robertson: Now he has Iron Mike in his clutches and he's got him
up in the air in a CHOKEHOLD!!!
Rick Wright: Here comes Science and Slaughter!!!They attack AoD from
behind!!! He drops Iron Mike....
John Robertson: AoD turns around and grabs both Maple and Grant!!!
DOUBLE NOGGIN KNOCKER!!!!
Jack Anderson: AJ beginning to get back to his feet in the ring....
DING! DING! DING!
John Robertson: The referee sounded the bell...let's go to the ring
announcer.
Ring Announcer: The Winners of this match,by way of COUNTOUT...
the team of AJ STANSON and DEREK McMASTERS!!!!!
Jack Anderson: Angel Of Death slams his hands onto the ring apron!!!
He is aggravated and angry... The Pain Inc. Nation have regrouped and
are running to the back area, and the AoD is following close
behind...
John Robertson: The referee holds up the hand of a stunned AJ Stanson
to show the sign of victory...Wait A Minute, From Behind....
Rick Wright: McMasters is mauling Stanson!!!! What a genius!!
Jack Anderson: AJ didn't see that coming at all...and McMasters is all
over him!!! STOMACH BREAKER by McMasters on Stanson!!!
John Robertson: Here's his insignia claw hold - THE TWIST OF FATE!!!
He's not letting go!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jack Anderson: The referees can't get McMasters off of AJ Stanson, he
needs help...
John Robertson: And here it comes....COOPER CONCRETE and KING KEVIN
PAYNE are running down to ringside!!!
Rick Wright: Haven't seen that lately....
Jack Anderson: McMasters notices them and scurries out of the ring
and into the crowd....but the damage has been done.
John Robertson: AJ took quite the beating...and that's not good going
into the BattleBowl.
Rick Wright: Derek McMasters is a very smart man.. he just hurt one
of the big favorites to win BattleBowl. His chances are looking real
good...
Jack Anderson: And it's hard to believe that Angel Of Death has been
eliminated, Pain Inc. will dearly pay for that...
John Robertson: Cooper Concrete and King Kevin Payne help AJ up, and
he is walking to the locker room area under his own power. He'll get
his chance at McMasters once BattleBowl begins...
Jack Anderson: Okay, we're ready for our next match...let's go to the
ring announcer.
(Anthony Edwards is standing in the ring with a microphone)
Anthony Edwards: Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time is no
stranger to you. I don't know why he's here, cause he's not
scheduled to appear, but he wanted to come out and say a few words.
So at this time would you please welcome, with his manager, the
lovely TRICIA LANE, "EPIC" ERIC TRAVERS!!!
(There is a somewhat mixed reaction as "Epic" by Faith No More blasts
out of the sound system. The lights in the arena fade and a gold
spotlight shines on the entranceway. Tricia Lane steps out, and is
followed shortly thereafter by Eric Travers. Lane is wearing a
glittering white dress that accentuates her finer qualities :) Her
shoulder length auburn hair is stylishly tied up, and she also wears
white heels. Travers is wearing a pair of Oakley Sub-Zeroes on his
head, a black and gold patterned Nike golf shirt, and a pair of
khakis. The two slowly make their way to the ring, Travers with an
arrogant look on his face. Once on the ring apron, Travers holds the
ropes open for Lane, and then steps into the ring. He doesn't do
anything to acknowledge the fans, but simply walks over beside
Edwards as the music stops and the lights come back on.)
Anthony Edwards: So Travers, what brings _you_ to Christmas Madness?
Eric Travers: Do you honestly believe that the IWF/WOW can have a
decent pay-per-view without an appearence by it's brightest star?
(The crowd gives another mixed reaction)
Anthony Edwards: (sarcasm on) I didn't see _that_ coming. (sarcasm
off) Seriously, are you here to scout Alex Extreme? You do face him
6 days from now at New Year's mayhem in your debut match.
Eric Travers: Here to scout Extreme? I don't need to scout him.
I've seen first hand how bad a wrestler he is from doing the Control
Center with your for a couple of months. Don't forget, I _have_ been
around for a few months, so I know what I'm walking into here.
The real reason I'm here, is so all the fans can get a look at
greatness. I'm without a doubt the best looking guy in this fed, and
the female fans in attendance deserve to get an upclose look at me.
(Some female fans scream)
See Edwards? Those three fat cows in the third row are just 3 of
1000's of women in this crowd that would like nothing more than to
ravage me.
(The crowd reaction is less than mixed now, with more fans beginning
to boo.)
Anthony Edwards: The crowd isn't taking too kindly to your comments.
Eric Travers: Who gives a damn about what _they_ think? They're all
a bunch of ugly, talentless, pieces of crap!!!! Besides, they're booing
because
they know I speak the truth, and they're extremely jealous of my great looks,
and superior talent.
(The crowd begins to boo louder)
Eric Travers: Aww, what's wrong? You don't like me? (smiles) Kiss
my ass!!
(The noise level of the crowd's jeering starts to escalate)
Anthony Edwards: If you're done inciting these great fans, I'd like
to ask you about your upcoming match with Extreme.
Crowd: TRAVERS SUCKS!!! TRAVERS SUCKS!! TRAVERS SUCKS!!
(Eric Travers starts to smile smuggly again. He walks to a corner
and stands on the second rope, raising his arms to the crowd. The
chants, and booing get even louder. Travers gets down and walks
beside Edwards. He looks around again and begins to speak but is
interrupted by the chant.)
Crowd: TRAVERS SUCKS!!! TRAVERS SUCKS!! TRAVERS SUCKS!!
(Travers looks at the crowd, smiles, and motions for Tricia to stand
beside him. He puts his arm around her and looks at the crowd.)
Eric Travers: Only certain luscious areas on this lovely lady's
body.
(The chants stop and the booing increases)
Anthony Edwards: About Alex Extreme?
Eric Travers: (Still with his arm around Lane) Alex Extreme is a
punk. He's a talentless piece of crap, and on New Year's Day, I'm
going to pound him into the mat. Alex Extreme is going to find out
the hard way that Eric Travers is the real deal.
Anthony Edwards: (shaking his head) How can you be so sure that you'll
be a success?
Eric Travers: Listen to these people. Minute by minute they're hating me
more and more. They resent that I have everything they want, and
can't have. I have charisma, which is very important in this
business. I have talent. So much so that my trainers, The AoD and
the legendary Body Count, have predicted tremendous success for me. You
don't believe it now, but soon you'll all come to realize that I am the
greatest
thing this fucking business has ever seen.
Anthony Edwards: Travers PLEASE!! This is a family show. Do you
want to be fired on your first night at an event?
Eric Travers: Jurkschat and Ishikawa won't fire me. You want to know why?
Anthony Edwards: Tell me.
Eric Travers: Because I am the type of guy who will put people's asses in
the seats. I will be the reason that all the women show up to the
arena, and Tricia will be the reason all the guys come out. They'll
want to get a look at what a REAL talent can do.
(The crowd begins to boo VERY loudly. Travers smiles and motions for
Tricia Lane to say something)
Tricia Lane: My man is the greatest rookie to hit this sport in it's
history. He's proven it before, and he'll do it in the IWF/WOW.
Why? Because he's not only a great wrestler, _and_ a great looking
man... He's (A few Travers marks say it in unison with Lane) "EPIC"!
Eric Travers: Don't you wish you were one of _us_!!
(The majority of the crowd ERUPTS in boos. Travers jumps up to the
second turnbuckle and again extends his arms to the crowd. He
laughs, then jumps down and holds the ropes open for Tricia Lane. He
then exits the ring, and they leave ringside as "Epic" by Faith No
More blares out of the speakers.)
====================================================
=========== BATTLE BOWL ROUND 1 ACTION!! ===========
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========= Damian Malcolm and Alex Extreme ==========
======================== VS ========================
========== Steve West and Cooper Concrete ==========
====================================================
======= WRITER: Peter Bell <pbell@accel.net> =======
====================================================
Robertson: Let's get to the next Battlebowl matchup... should
be interesting to see who's names are drawn.
Anderson: As we all know... it could be anybody paired up!
Wright: DUH! REAL astute there Mr. Einstein! Sheesh...
RA: This next match is a first round Battlebowl contest... and introducing
first... (Opens the envelope in front of him) DAMIAN MMMAAALLLCCCOOOMMM!!!
(The crowd boos as Malcom steps through the curtains and heads down the
ring... ignoring the fans.)
RA: And his partner... (reads from a card)... ALEX EEEXXXTTTRRREEEMMMEEE!!!
(More fans jeer as AE makes his way to the ring.)
Anderson: An unusual pairing...
Wright: These two are my picks! Heck, this is like a match in the bag!
With these two partnered...
Anderson: Though Malcom has been pretty silent as of late. We haven't heard
a peep out of him in about a month now...
RA: And their opponents... (reads the card) accompanied to the ring by
Iron Mike... STEVE WWWEEESSSTTT!!!
Robertson: OH MY! West is partnered against his own stablemate!!! Malcom
and West will have to fight against each other tonight folks!
Anderson: That's gotta be a kick in PIN's butt!
Wright: Who made up these awful pairings... crud...
RA: His partner... (reads the card once more) COOPER CCCOOONNNCCCRRREEETTTEEE!!!
(The fans go nuts as Coop makes his way to the ring, slapping the fans'
hands and smiling as he points to Malcom and Extreme.)
Anderson: OH WOW! Cooper Concrete is tagging with West! This is perhaps one
of the few times, people, that you'll see the Power Alliance partenered
with the PINheads!
Robertson: Well, we knew this was going to be a night of surprises...
and this sure is one of 'em! Ho hoo! This should make for an interesting
matchup!
Wright: Oh God, anything but Chicken Coop Concrete... this is pathetic!
Look at him play to the fans!!! What a loser... to hell with the fans!
Robertson: I think, Concrete disagrees with you, Rick...
Anderson: Heh heh heh...
Robertson: And it looks like it'll be Alex Extreme and Steve West starting
things off for this one! Cooper a little hesitant at ringside their...
I don't know if he's willing to go along with West as a partner, but it
looks like he's got no choice in this one... no matter how much the PA
and Pin Heads hate each other...
Anderson: Funny how Malcom isn't squaring off against his partner...
Wright: Jack... you know JACK! Fighting against your own partner at the
beginning of a match is just plain unethical.
DING! DING! DING!
Robertson: And Alex and Steve West begin to circle each other... they lock
up! West getting the upperhand and he shoves Extreme up against the ropes...
The ref tells them to break it up... And West backs off... SHORT ARM
CLOTHESLINE BY WEST!!! Alex Extreme goes over the ropes... NO! He hangs on...
West turns around and raises his arms... like he's one the match or something...
Anderson: Fatal mistake on the part of Steve West as Extreme flips himself
up onto the canvas and turns around... West still looking the other way!
Dropkick my Alex Extreme!!! That plants the PINhead in his rightful place...
Wright: Yeah... right, and I'm Mother Theresa...
Anderson: I thought there was something familiar about you... I mean, you're
too old to get in the ring obviously... heh heh.
Wright: Get a life... haven't you got something better to do? Like GO AWAY!!!
Back to the match... Steve West is picking himself off the mat after being
nailed from behind. Alex Extreme off the ropes... connects with a leaping
bulldog! Extreme with the momentum here at the start of the match...
Alex grabs West by the hair and pulls him up... whips him to the corner!
Robertson: Steve West looking stunned for the moment...
Anderson: Since when's that new to the PINheads?
Robertson: Heh heh... oh how true. Alex Extreme rushing in! NAILS STEVE WEST
WITH A DROPKICK TO THE MIDSECTION!!! Good display by Extreme... As he picks
himself up and grabs West by the head... snapmare takeover. Extreme waits
for West to get to his feet... KNEELIFT! Sends West back to the canvas...
Anderson: "The Professor" or whatever he's called isn't too bright in this
one so far... that can spell bad news for him and his partner, Coop Concrete!
And Alex Extreme not bothering to tag out...
Wright: What for? He hasn't even broken a sweat yet! It's Stevie-O that needs
to make a tag there buddy! Extreme from behind grabs a crawling Steve West...
JAWBREAKER BY WEST!!! What a way to stop your opponent in his tracks! NOW
that's smart wrestling... not as smart as Derrick DaMann's of course, nobody's
as smart as that guy... but West showed he's still in the game...
Robertson: West stands to his feet walks over and slaps Cooper's hand HARD,
and I don't mean just a simple slap... Both Cooper and West eye each other
cautiously as West steps to the apron and Coop enters the ring...
Wright: Oh yay. Mr. Cement Head himself... listen to these morons... they
have no taste!
Fans: COOP! COOP! COOP! *over and over*
Wright: See what I mean?! They could be cheering for a chicken coop and they
still wouldn't care... they're as brainless as he is!
Anderson: I'm sure alot of those fans would disagree... but anyhow...
Alex Extreme shakes off his head as CC races in the ring and starts laying
lefts and rights to Extreme! The crowd's going ballistic!
Wright: Shut 'em up for cryin' out loud! They're giving my ears an awful
ringing sound...
Robertson: I don't think even you, Rick, could silence this venue! Heh heh...
Coop has the advantage right now as he continues to lay into a shocked
Alex Extreme... punch after punch, Extreme is wondering what the heck is
happening to him! Cooper with a pickup and slams Extreme to the canvas!
Cooper drops an elbow to the sturnum area! He gets up... and lays down
another! And the crowd is becoming a frenzy as Cooper continues to roll
with momentum ever since getting in this match... Coop grabs Alex Extreme
and lifts him up... whips him against the ropes... Tilt-A-Whirl backbreaker!
Oh my! Cooper off the ropes... diving elbow smack dead against the larynx!
And he hooks the leg for the pin!
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Anderson: ALEX EXTREME BARELY KICKS OUT!!! Wow...
Wright: What was so 'wow' about it? That Alex kicked out or that Coop
actually got a pin attempt?
Anderson: You're incorrigible...
Wright: Whatever that means... Chicken Coop Concrete Head gets to his feet
and grabs Alex and tosses him into the corner... Oh great... just what we
need... NOT!
Crowd in unison: 1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
4!!!
5!!!
6!!!
7!!!
8!!!
9!!!
10!!!!!!!!
Robertson: The fans have counted each punch Concrete has made as he
stands on the second rope over Extreme! The fans have little else to cheer
for in this match, except for Concrete! Cooper jumps back to the mat...
hiptosses Alex to the centre of the ring!
Wright: Whaddya' know... Cooper tags in Steve West... miracle of miracles...
and West argues with Cooper that he didn't want to be brought back in...
heh!
Anderson: AND LOOK AT THIS! Extreme has crawled over to Damian Malcom to
make the tag... and Malcom refuses to enter! He turns his back on Extreme!!!
Robertson: That doesn't make for good team work their... Steve West has
entered the ring though as Extreme looks shocked... West with a back suplex
from behind, plants Alex to the mat... and West rolls on top...
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Robertson: NARROW escape by Alex Extreme! West back to his feet...
goes for a figure four... SMALL PACKAGE BY ALEX EXTREME!!!
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Anderson: Not even a chance... easy kickout by West. Alex must find this,
pardon the pun, an extremely hard match to wrestle... his partner Damian
Malcom, refused to tag in and Alex has had to hold on throughout this entire
match... Steve West scrambles back up... and a weary Extreme tries to get
to his feet... Steve West with an Irish whip to the ropes! REVERSED BY
EXTREME!!! West on the rebound... OH MY, GOD!!!
Robertson: Unbelivable... after all this man's been through, Alex Extreme
has Hotshotted, Steve West!!! This is incredible... I may not like Extreme,
but he's showing a lot of fortitude here today.
Anderson: And look! He struggles back to his feet and confronts Malcom once
again! Malcom refuses to tag in... OH MY! ALEX EXTREME SLINGSHOTS MALCOM
INTO THE RING AND SLAPS DAMIAN'S HAND AS HE GOES TO THE APRON!!!
Robertson: That's certainly one way to make a tag... be it as it may...
and now it looks like it'll be the two Pain Inc. Nation member's squaring
off against each other!
Anderson: West and Malcom stare each other down... oh my... who'da thought
this would happen! These two men HAVE to fight each other now! West with
a slam... waitasecond... West just falls on top...
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DING! DING! DING!
Anderson: HEY! DAMIAN MALCOM DIDN'T EVEN STRUGGLE!!! MALCOM LET WEST
PIN HIM!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOO!!!
Robertson: I think they're just as upset about it as anybody is... what a
cheap match... if this was the only match on this card, I'd certainly feel
cheated!
RA: Here are your winners and advancing to the second round of the
Battlebowl... STEVE WWWEEESSSTTTT and COOPER CCCOOONNNCCCRRREEETTTEEE!!!
(Iron Mike, Malcom, & West run off to the back and Cooper isn't far behind
as he leaves, shaking fans hands, smiling.)
Wright: Clever on part of Iron Mike's part... but I somehow feel that this
is far from over... cuz if you look at Alex Extreme in the ring by himself,
well, he's not a happy camper to say the least.
Robertson: Does he ever look mad... he's complaining to the ref about it,
but the ref says it was legal... Extreme points his finger into the ref's
chest as our studious referee tries to calm him down... OH NO! ALEX EXTREME
NAILS THE REF WITH A RIGHT HAND AND TOSSES HIM OVER THE ROPES!!!
Anderson: This isn't good...
Wright: Bit of an understatement don't you think? Heh.
Robertson: And Extreme is just fuming... he's complaining to anybody that'll
listen, as he leaves the ring, but it's certainly not the crowd as they boo
him like crazy! EXTREME HAS JUST TORE ONE OF THE CAMERAS FROM ONE OF OUR
OPERATORS AND SMASHES IT RIGHT ON TO THE CEMENT WALKWAY!!! NOW HE GRABS
OUR CAMERMAN, LUIS MARTINEZ... AND DDT'S HIM DOWN TO THE CEMENT!!!
Look at him, he's like a man possessed... he's NOT in a good mood!
And, Rick... that's UNDERstating the situation!
Wright: Oh definitely... but tell me, who's going to pay the bills for that
damaged equipment and for the medical costs of Martinez?
Robertson: Good point, Alex Extreme could be facing some fines here, after
his actions... and Extreme still mad as ever, storms to the back... knocking
over any IWF/WOW props, equipment he can find! I certainly don't envy
the PINheads if Extreme takes this personally... which I think he has.
Anderson: The PINheads may have just added another enemy to their list, not
a good thing to have when your stable is already in trouble...
Wright: Heh heh... ain't that the truth! I could get used to you Jack...
but not anytime soon.
Robertson: Well, fans, after that last display we are ready to move along
with our next match... hopefully this one won't end as badly as the one
we just witnessed, but first lets take a look at this!
=========================================================================
(The theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey slowly fades in as the screen
starts off pitch black... with a small, white light shown in the middle
of the blackness.)
VOICE_OVER: Some heralded it as a new age...
(The white light begins to grow.)
VOICE_OVER: Some said it was the pivotal federation that changed
indy wrestling as we know it...
(The drums of 2001 start up.)
VOICE_OVER: But there is NO denying the impact... the legacy it
created and left behind...
(The white light continues to increase in size.)
VOICE_OVER: It shall forever be embedded in many wrestler's minds.
(The 2001 them abrubtly stops as the fast, hardcore sound of Stavesacre's
"Tranewreck" blasts forth and the white light explodes onto the screen!
Rapid images of "Downtown" Doug Sullivan Drop Shot DDT'ing an opponent,
Hightower being turned on by "Wildman" Mike Johnston, Guardian executing
the Fujiwara armbar on Vindicator as Vindicator's arm breaks,
"The Awesome Lion" Moo Kame fireballing someone, The Killing Machines
executing the Killing Blow, Falcon smirking, The Japanese Dragons
dominating two fat men, Sex Machine Slade paying 'extra' attention to
a female fan, "Trouble Man" Martin Richards brawling it out with "The
Spartan" Troy Walters, Juggernaut moonsaulting an opponent through a
table, Dark Vanity stealing a belt along with Sandy Fox, Sabin Figaro
delivering the Bum Rush to Lock Cole, The Billion Bucks Mann grinning as
he holds up a wad of cash, Shawn Riser locking on the Riser Leglock on
"Darkseid" David Pietka, and finally "Masta' Ace" Mike D'Angelo holding
a championship belt high over his head as explosions ignite and the
image of D'Angelo is covered up from the towering flames.)
VOICE_OVER: And it shall once again... reclaim it's glory!!!
(The explosions continue to erupt on screen as "Tranewreck" abrubtly
stops, it is soon followed by the haunting melody of Stavesacre's
"Burning Clean".)
VOICE_OVER: Like a phoenix...
(The letters, written in flames, appear... N... I... C... W...)
VOICE_OVER: ... Arising once more from the ashes! Be prepared for the
second coming...
(The NICW flame letters flicker out as the screen fades to black and 20
seconds later, stenciled in white, the following appears...)
"TO PARTAKE OF THE SECOND COMING... CONTACT pbell@accel.net "
=========================================================================
John Robertson: NICW making its return to the world of wrestling! Right
now Anthony Edwards is standing by with President Chris, lets go to them.
=========================================================================
Anthony Edwards: President Chris has some news for us, take it away Chris.
President Chris: Throughout my Wrestling career, I have known many people
from all around the world, north and south, from Canada to Cambodia. I
have been steadily working to improve the talent roster of the IWF/WOW,
hiring wrestlers from federations from around the world... So it surprised
me, when I realized I
had missed one of the more talented wrestlers in my home country of Canada!
Yesterday, I received a telephone call from this individual asking for
entry into the IWF/WOW... On New Year's Mayhem, I will announce another
step to cement the foudnations of the IWF/WOW. Some "braindead"
individuals might not like this man. Some might even curse him for what he
has done in the past. However, I believe that he is responsible for one or
two of the careers that have spawned in the world of wrestling. On
January First, 1998, on New Year's Day, we will have a new face in the
IWF/WOW lockerroom, and he will be unveiled, for all the world to see, on
New Year's Mayhem Mayhem.
Anthony Edwards: Some very intresting comments from President Chris. I am
told we have a promo for this man entering the federation, lets take a look
at it.
=========================================================================
(Opens to black screen)
Voiceover - Coming soon...
(Another voice comes onto the background.. He sounds hauntingly familiar.
They are showing clips of some kind of strange chokeslam, footage coming
from the DWO, IAWF, and a few other feds.)
Voice - Who am I?
(An opponent's head cracks against the mat.)
Voice - Some people think they know what I am all about. They are sitting
down right now and saying, "Yeah.. I know who he is..."...
(Cut to a crowd shot, while the same voice is screaming "And I think that
all you American trash can shove it!")
Voice - A whole year has passed. Much has happened, many old compatriots
have left me behind.
(Cut to Robski's funeral)
Voice - Who knows what the future holds for me?
(Cut to the chokeslam again. One still cannot see who the person
delivering them is.)
Voice - I know. While the path I take this time is different, there is one
thing certain.
(A DWO Title belt is shown in the camera view)
Voice - For me.. All paths lead to Gold.
(fade to black, writen down is "Coming New Year's Day..."
=========================================================================
====================================================
=========== BATTLE BOWL ROUND 1 ACTION!! ===========
====================================================
============ Moo Kame and Shane Sanders ============
======================== VS ========================
========== Doug Sullivan and Kevin Payne ===========
====================================================
======== WRITER: RP <poirlr@quebectel.com> =========
====================================================
Rick Wright: Let's go to the introductions for the next Battle Bowl
first round action. Should be an interesting one too.
Announcer: Entering first, from Hong Kong, at 6'0'' and 220 pounds, he
is MOO "AWESOME LION" KAME!!!
("God of Thunder" by KISS starts playing as Moo Kame appears on the
alley. He is an Asian martial artist. He wears blue pants with "Evil
East" on both sides, a black belts and black boots. He is physically
well define and has long brown hair.)
Jack Anderson: Moo Kame's career hasn't been going many places since a
while. Maybe a Battle Bowl victory will get him up in the IWF/WOW
ladder.
John Robertson: If I were Kame, I'd hope so. Let's see who's the
Awesome Lion's partner...
Announcer: His partner in the battle bowl, from New York, NY, USA, at
6'4'' and 228 pounds, he is "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS!!!
("Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple starts playing as Shane Sanders
appears on the alley. He is a high flyer/technical wrestler. He has a
very developed body for his size. HE has semi-long blond hair and a
thin black goatee. He wears long black or red tights that have
"Striking" down the leg and across the back. On his both, "SSS" is
written.)
Rick Wright: Shane Sanders, the former NA Champion, now aligned with
Rick Studd. I'd probably think that these two will coexist nicely in
the ring. Sanders seems on the way to the right attitude.
Jake Anderson: Sanders have had his identity problems lately, but he
has finally settled on this incarnation of himself. It hasn't really
paid of as of now, but with Sanders, you never know. Anything could
happen.
Rick Wright: This pairing could be considered as actually good. A
martial artist and a high flyer. They are complementary.
Announcer: And their opponents. First, from Philadelphia, PA, USA, at
6'1'' and 230 pounds, he is "DOWNTOWN" DOUG SULLIVAN!!!
("Downtown" by Neil Young starts playing as Doug Sullivan appears on
the alley. He is a top brawler with some wrestling smarts. He has
blondish short hair with a thin goatee of the same color and an anchor
tatoo on the left arm. He wears long blue tights with a white
lightning bolt on the left leg and "DDS" on the right legs. He also
wears white boots.)
John Robertson: So, Sullivan is the opponent. His career hasn't really
moved since his loss of the US National Title to Robert d'Artois, but
the man has proven himself before, so we can't count him out in this
event.
Rick Wright: You can't count anybody as talented as Sullivan out in
any kind of event, Robertson.
Jake Anderson: Although lacking some wrestling background, Sullivan
have always proven that he could work well in the ring. He did wear
some IWF/WOW gold too, and that says much about his in-ring
abilities.
Announcer: His partner, from Ridgefield, CT, USA, at 6'5'' and 300
pounds, he is "KING" KEVIN PAYNE!!!
("Guitar Was the Case" by MonoPuff starts playing as Kevin Payne
appears on the alley. He is a brawler. He wears all black street
clothes and and a black trenchcoat to the ring. He also has long brown
hair worn in a ponytail and a goatee.)
Rick Wright: The introductions are made. The match itself will finally
start. But we always have to question ourselves. Will both teams be
able to coexist? That's what's so interesting about the Battle Bowl.
People aren't put with those they would ordinarily chose as tag team
partners.
John Robertson: You said it right. Let's see who's starting for both
teams. A little talking from both corners...
Jake Anderson: Seems that it'll start as Moo Kame against Doug
Sullivan. The two are studying each others... None of them are
seemingly going for a move right now. A little bit of taunting... Moo
Kame runs into the ropes as Downtown taunts the crowd... Moo Kame with
a rolling kick!!! Sullivan is down, the action is started!
Rick Wright: Moo Kame tries a kneedrop... Sullivan moves away! Both
men gets back up, a little studying once again... Both men are locking
up. Sullivan manages to get the advantage. He throws Moo Kame onto the
ropes, misses a clothesline. Moo Kame comes back and...
John Robertson: OUCH!!! Dropkick to the knee... Sullivan didn't see it
coming!
Rick Wright: Kame is tagging out. Here's come the high flying Shane
Sanders. He continues to work on Sullivan's right knee. A kick isn't
waiting for another!
John Robertson: Sullivan is in a world of hurt right now. Sanders
with a piledriver now. What is he doing? SANDERS IS ON THE TOP ROPE!!!
_FROG SPLASH!!!_
Rick Wright: Sullivan rolls away... HE MISSES!!! OHHHH! SANDERS IS
HURT!
John Robertson: Will Sullivan seize the opportunity and tag out? Yes!
Here's come King Kevin Payne!!! Sanders is still down... Payne with an
elbowdrop. He then gets Sanders back up.
Jake Anderson: A few punches...
Rick Wright: He's cheating! He have his hand closed! Get him ref!
John Robertson: The referee is doing his job. King Kevin Payne with...
A PILEDRIVER! He succeed in doing the move... The cover...
ONE!...
TWO!...
THR.... MOO KAME MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Rick Wright: A last minute save from the Awesome Lion! Kevin Payne
looks angered. He takes Sanders back up. A short clothesline, and he
tags out Doug Sullivan.
Jake Anderson: Sullivan comes out. A standing splash on Sanders
followed by a fistdrop. He then gets Sanders back up, and administrate
a series of vicious punches to Sanders' face. Sanders seems
dishoriented and misses a few response punches. Sullivan then nails
him with a dropkick and the Striking one rolls out of the ring.
Rick Wright: It's probably not that wise to go out of the ring with
Sullivan around... See, Downtown follows him out.
John Robertson: The referee starts counting.
ONE!...
TWO!...
Rick Wright: Sanders misses a clothesline, Sullivan answers with a
clothesline of his own... Sanders is out!
THREE!...
FOUR!...
John Robertson: What is Sullivan doing?
Rick Wright: SULLIVAN WITH A CHAIR!
FIVE!...
SIX!...
Rick Wright: Just as Sanders is getting up, Sullivan nails him with a
big chair shot to the forehead... Sanders is truly out!
SEVEN!...
Rick Wright: Sullivan enters back in the ring, and tags out Kevin
Payne. Moo Kame encourages his partner to get back in the ring.
Sanders finally comes back to his senses. He seems more or less
dishoriented, but manages to get back in the ring where he is welcomed
with a series of kick to the midsection from Kevin Payne.
John Robertson: Shane Sanders needs to tag out. Kevin Payne throws
Sanders into the ropes, and as Sanders and Payne are getting back in
the middle of the ring, DOUBLE DROPKICK... well, kind off...
Jake Anderson: THEY DROPKICKED EACH OTHERS! Both are down!
Rick Wright: Will Sanders use this opportunity to tag out? He is
crawling toward Moo Kame as Kevin Payne is getting back up... Will he
tag out... YES! Here's come the Awesome Lion.
Jake Anderson: Kame enters the ring and immediately grant the King with
a kick to the midsection followed by a kick to the head! Moo Kame
then... wow! DRAGON SUPLEX!!! He really did a well tough assault
there!
Rick Wright: Kame traps Kevin Payne in the deadly STF... Will Payne
submit? NO! He is able to get to the ropes! Kame argues with the
referee and then Kame gets Payne back up and administrate.... IT'S
FINISHED!
Jake Anderson: THE HEAD-TEAR-KICK!!! The cover...
ONE!...
TWO!...
THR.... DOWNTOWN MAKES THE SAVE!
Rick Wright: Just in time! Kame looks rightfully pissed actually. What
is he doing? He administrates a few slaps to Payne and then tags out
Shane Sanders! Shane distracts the referee as Moo Kame starts chocking
Payne in the corner. Kame then leaves the ring.
Jake Anderson: Sanders then places Payne in position for a DDT... But
Payne counters with a backdrop!!! Payne then tries an elbowdrop, but
Sanders moves away. Sanders then gets Payne up by holding his hair...
WHAT! PAYNE WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!!!
ONE!...
TWO!...
Rick Wright: Sanders reverse the hold!
ONE!...
TW.... SULLIVAN BREAKS THE COUNT!
Jake Anderson: Sanders does a DDT on Payne and succeed this time. Payne
is down, Sanders start heading down for a cover...
ONE!...
TWO!...
THR.... FEET ON THE ROPE!
John Robertson: Sanders does a leg drop on King Kevin and turns around
to his partner...
Jake Anderson: What are they doing? Moo Kame is asking Sanders to hold
Payne? They will attempt a little bit of double teaming?!
Rick Wright: Here comes Moo Kame with a ferocious kick to the
midsection...
Jake Anderson: WHAT! KEVIN PAYNE MANAGED TO MOVE AWAY! Moo Kame hit
his tag team partner! Moo Kame hit his tag team partner! Shane Sanders
gets slowly back up and look quite angry at his one-night partner...
Rick Wright: They start arguing with each other.
John Robertson: It is not really wise to do so. That was a mistake,
Sanders should have realized that. Now, they are simply losing time.
Jake Anderson: Kevin Payne has got right back up and he and his
partner are mockingly looking at the inner team encounter...
John Robertson: They seem to have finished arguing... WHAT! WHAT IS
MOO KAME DOING! He hit Sanders with a dropkick to the knee!
Rick Wright: He hit his own partner, and this time, on purpose! What
an egotistical being is Moo Kame!!! And now... HE IS LEAVING THE
RING!!! MOO KAME IS LEAVING THE RING!
John Robertson: He is leaving Sanders, he is quitting the match!
Sullivan and Payne look at each others and they both start to
administrate kicks to the back of the fallen Shane Sanders. Then,
Sullivan does... A PILEDRIVER on Shane Sanders! Sanders is completely
out!!! But Sullivan isn't the legal man...
Rick Wright: Here comes King Kevin Payne with a chokeslam. The
cover...
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!!
Jake Anderson: The duo of Sullivan and Payne manages to get a victory
on the lone Shane Sanders...
Announcer: And the winners of this match, as a result of a pinfall,
the team of "KING" KEVIN PAYNE AND "DOWNTOWN" DOUG SULLIVAN!!!
Rick Wright: A nice match actually. Could have gone either way at the
start, but it seems that the disaster that happened to the Moo Kame
and Sanders pair have given a final edge to their opponents.
====================================================
============ US NATIONAL TITLE MATCH!!! ============
====================================================
============== "Lord" Robert d'Artois ==============
======================== VS ========================
============== "Top Dog" Rick Styles ===============
====================================================
= WRITER: Chad Ishikawa <ishikawa@intergate.bc.ca> =
====================================================
Rick Wright: Two of my personal favorites are scheduled in our next great
Christmas Madness match. This one will be for the IWF/WOW US National
championship. A title that Lord Robert d'Artois has held since he beat Doug
Sullivan on September 22, 1997. That is over 3 months. He's proven to be
extremely difficult to beat and he's created a lot of enemies.
John Robertson: His opponent has a similiar talent. He's been able to stir
up a lot of trouble among the wrestlers. There is no doubting his skill but
his antics are questionable. He's allied him with several parties only to
ignore them later. His ideas are often over the top and outlandish but he
is ...
Rick Wright: THE TOP DOG!
Ring Announcer: Introducing the challenger, from Bayside, New York, at 6'2"
and 235 pounds, accompanied by Mark R. Rose, here is "TOP DOG" RICK STYLES!
(The crowd boos as Battlestar Galactica plays. Short brown hair,
well-defined man wearing tights with "Top Dog" on the back.)
John Robertson: A dirty rotten scoundrel who lacks power.
Rick Wright: I heard he has a lot of power! He got the New Alliance a win
in the IWF/WOW over the Inner Circle! IF that isn't power then ... then ...
he isn't the "Top Dog".
Ring Announcer: Introducing the IWF/WOW US National champion, from Orleans,
France, at 6' and 250 pounds, being lead by Jean Bonnemort, here is LORD
ROBERT d'ARTOIS!
(The crowd boos as "Canon in D Major" from Pachelbell plays. Lord Robert is
wearing a dark blue robe with the arms of the House of Artois (a large blue
"shield-like" shape, covered with a few gold "lys" flower. On the top of
the shield, there are crown shapes inside a red bar). Wears black amateur
tights with the arms of the House of Artois on the left leg also black boots
and knee pads. He has a ponytail and a small beard. Dark brown, curly hair
is always well presented.)
John Robertson: This guy may dress like royalty and act like a snob ... I
guess that makes him a royal sissy!
DING DING DING!
Jack Anderson: I am expecting a great match ... arm drag by Lord Robert.
He's donig a curtsy! That's an insult to Styles' manhood!
John Robertson: I don't think d'Artois should piss off Styles. EYE POKE BY
STYLES! Delivers a vicious kick to the chest! BULLDOG! Styles is in control.
Jack Anderson: Styles is going to the top rope ... FLYING KNEEDROP TO THE
BACK OF THE NECK! Incredible! Hooks both legs!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT!
Rick Wright: Styles picks up d'Artois ... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX BY LORD
ROBERT! Great technical wrestler.
John Robertson: Both men are slightly shaken up. d'Artois grabs Styles and
whips him into the ropes ... FLYING KNEESMASH!
Rick Wright: Just like Brutus Beefcake!
Jack Anderson: Lord Robert is yelling at Mark Rose. Can't make out what he
is saying. Stomp to the lower back. d'Artois follows up with a diving
elbow into the lower back. Setting up for the Noble's Blessing. d'Artois
hooks Styles' feet behind his knees ... BRIDGES BACK AND GRABS STYLES NECK!
WOW!
John Robertson: STYLES RAKES THE EYES! d'Artois breaks the hold. Styles
rolls out of the ring.
Rick Wright: Styles is master of the ring he knows that he needs a
breather. And a little bit of coaching from Mark Rose. Jean Bonnemort is
coming over to interject his point of view.
Jack Anderson: BONNEMORT NAILS ROSE AND TOSSES STYLES BACK INTO THE RING!
ROLLING REVERSE CRADLE BY d'ARTOIS!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT!
John Robertson: Bonnemort body slams Rose on the outside.
Rick Wright: Styles has to focus on the match and let Rose fend for himself.
Jack Anderson: Styles is choking d'Artois. FRANKENSTEINER BY STYLES! Two
hands choking d'Artois then he jumped up and hit an impressive move. Where
is Styles going?
John Robertson: Styles rolls out of the ring and dropkicks Bonnemort from
behind! Bonnemort went face first into the steel post! I think he is KOed!
Rick Wright: The referee can't do anything since Bonnemort had no business
beating up a manager.
Jack Anderson: d'Artois is out of the ring and is chasing Styles ... Styles
rolls back in and d'Artois follows ...
Rick Wright: Right into a series of stomps! Styles suckered d'Artois right
there.
John Robertson: Styles grabs d'Artois ... DDT! Covers!
1 ...
2 ...
SHOULDER UP! Styles is going to the top rope. He's taking too long.
d'Artois is up ... DROPKICKS STYLES! STYLES CROTCHES THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Jack Anderson: d'Arois climbs the turnbuckles ... SUPERPLEX! That move was
intense. Covers!
1 ...
2 ...
3 ... KICKOUT! My mistake folks.
Rick Wright: You're full of ...
John Robertson: MISTAKES! Hehehe. d'Artois pushes Styles into a corner
... whips to the opposite corner ... charges in ... shoulder to the stomach.
NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX BY d'ARTOIS!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
Rick Wright: SHOULDER UP! The referee saw it and so did the fans. Do you
need glasses?
Jack Anderson: d'Artois whips Styles into the ropes ... BACKDROP! d'Artois
pushes Styles into the ropes again ... whip ... BACKDROP! NO! SWINGING
NECKBREAKER BY STYLES!
Rick Wright: Lord Robert went to the wishing well 1 too many times.
John Robertson: Styles is kicking the neck. HE'S STANDING ON THE BACK OF
THE NECK! Jumps up ... KNEEDROP! Picks up d'Artois ... POWER BOMB! NO!
HURRICARANA! PIN ATTEMPT!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOFF! d'Artois is slow to his feet ... SUPERKICK BY STYLES! PIN!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
Rick Wright: LORD ROBERT KICKED OUT! Styles picks him up ... HOT SHOT!
John Robertson: Styles picks up d'Artois ... REVERSE NECKBREAKER! But
Styles isn't pinning him ... he's going to the top rope ... TOP ROPE ELBOW
DROP! Rolling cradle by Styles!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
Jack Anderson: The referee is holding two fingers. Very close. Irish whip
into the ropes by Styles. SLEEPER BY STYLES! This could be the end of a 3
month title reign.
John Robertson: JAWBREAKER! d'Artois escapes! Dropkick by d'Artois.
Grabs Rick's arm ... hammerlock ... rams Styles shoulder first into the
corner. BACK SLIDE!
1 ...
2 ...
3 ... NO! SHOULDER UP! d'Artois whips Styles into the ropes ...
clothesline NO! Duck down! Off the other side ... CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!
Styles goes down. SENTON BY d'ARTOIS! Picks up Styles ... SWINGING
NECKBREAKER! Lord Robert behind Styles ... CROSS FACE CHICKEN WING! Styles
is thrashing around trying to stay on his feet and escape.
Jack Anderson: BACKWARD KICK! THAT'S A LOW BLOW!
Rick Wright: Counter wrestling at it's best. Besides I think Rick kicked
his knee.
John Robertson: You maybe Wright but you are wrong! HAHAHA!
Jack Anderson: KNEEBREAKER BY STYLES! Quickly follows up with a wishbone.
Working on the legs. Spinning toe hold. INSIDE CRADLE BY d'ARTOIS!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT! KICK TO THE MID-SECTION BY STYLES! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX!
John Robertson: Styles stomps at the knees. Styles picks up d'Artois by
the hair ... locks him in a front face lock ... vertical suplex ... NO!
FRONT LAYOUT SUPLEX! d'ARTOIS' KNEES HIT THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! THAT WAS ON
PURPOSE!
Jack Anderson: d'Artois is holding his knees. Styles drags d'Artois to the
middle of the ring ... FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! Mark Rose moves into position
and grabs Styles' hands ... he's using his leverage!
Rick Wright: Bonnemort is too dazed to do anything. He looks to be out
cold still.
John Robertson: The referee sees Rose and orders Styles to break the hold.
Styles is refusing! The referee is counting.
1 ... 2 ... 3 ... 4 ... 5 ... CALL FOR THE BELL!
Jack Anderson: Styles apparently released the hold on time. Styles is
arguing with the ref as d'Artois is propping himself on the ropes.
John Robertson: Styles pushes the referee out of the way ... SPIN WHEEL
KICK CONNECTS! SENDS d'ARTOIS TO THE OUTSIDE!
Jack Anderson: Mark Rose jumps on the apron. The referee is ordering him
to get down. d'Artois back in the ring.
John Robertson: Stlyes goes right back after him, Styles with d'Artois.
Jack Anderson: STF SUBMISSION!!! WILL D'ARTOIS GIVE UP!?
John Robertson: HE DOES!
RA: Here is your winner, and NEW US NATIONAL CHAMPION, "TOP DOG" RICK STYLES!
John Robertson: What a surprise, Rick Styles is the NEW US National Champion!
(Styles holds the belt up in the air and grabs the mic)
Rick Styles: Today, I declare myself the People's Champion and this
belt, the US National title will serve as the People's
Championship...until another title can take it's place!!!
( Rick Styles then leaves the ring with d'Artois still in the ring. )
John Robertson: Lets go to some comments from Horror before our next match!
============================================================================
(Scene fades into HORROR, in the locker room)
DIRT DOG: Where has Horror been, why havent we seen you guys that much
in the past weeks, that is what I have been hearing. I have a secret for
you Science and Slaughter! Horror has been training, getting prepared
for tonight, getting ready to beat you down on pay per view!!
KING MORT: Hehe, you guys thought it was pretty funny how you jumped us
and cost us a match against the Killing Machines a few weeks ago, tonight
it is time for a little payback!
DIRT DOG: You know we have been working hard, we have been fighting
matches in another fed to stay on top of the game, we have been lifting
weights, running, training with the great legend Terry Funk....He has
been giving us pointers on how to hurt, cripple, but most of all how to
win!
KING MORT: WIN, that is going to be us!
DIRT DOG: You know Science And Slaughter we are going to teach you a
hatrd learned lesson tonight. We are going to teach you exactly why the
one team in this business that you never F*ck with is HORROR.
KING MORT: We are Horror and we are going to take you on a walk throught
HELL!!!
(Scene fades out)
============================================================================
====================================================
================ TAG TEAM ACTION!! =================
====================================================
====================== Horror ======================
======================== VS ========================
============== Science and Slaughter ===============
====================================================
= WRITER: Chris Shannon <hightower77@hotmail.com> =
====================================================
John Robertson: Well our next match is a tag team encounter, with Horror
facing two members of Pain Inc, Science & Slaughter!
Jack Anderson: This will be and interesting match, with Horror having a
mix in wrestling styles.
Rick Wright: Hey don't be bias!! Science & Slaughter has a better chance
then Horror!
Jack Anderson: Especially since Pain Inc will be right around the
corner!
Rick Wright: Hey! Are you insinuating that Pain Inc will interfere in
this matchup???
Jack Anderson: I just call them as I see them!
John Robertson: Well before we have our own match right here at
ringside, let's get to our scheduled match!
DINGDINGDINGDING
RA: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is a tag team match scheduled
for one fall. Coming down the aisle..........
<"Something I can Never Have" by Nine Inch Nails plays and the fans boo>
RA:......at a total combined weight of 459 pounds, being led to the ring
by Iron Mike, here is The Canuck Johnny Maple and "Street Fighter" Peter
Grant, they are SCIENCE & SLAUGHTERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
Robertson: Grant and Maple are making thier way down to the ring with
Iron Mike, looking confident as ever.
Anderson: That's probably because the rest of Pain Inc is sitting in the
locker room ready to back up their stable members!
Wright: Will you stop that!
RA: And their opponents......
<"Natural Born Killaz" by Dr.Dre and Ice Cube plays and the fans have a
mixed reaction>
RA: Coming down the aisle at a total combined weight of 510 pounds, here
are King Mort and Dirt Dog, they are HORROR!!!!!!
DINGDINGDINGDING
Robertson: Starting things off will be Johnny Maple and Dirt Dog. Dirt
Dog and Maple lock up, and Dirt Dog with a knee to the midsection. Now
he smashes his forearm down across the back of Maple and Maple goes
down.
Anderson: Dirt Dog drops an elbow......but Maple rolls out of the way in
time.
Roberston: Maple quickly gets back on his feet. He picks up DD and whips
him against the ropes, and Maple nails him with a Snap Suplex!
Wright: I guaruntee this match will be over shortly. Maple and Grant
will make short work of Horror.
Anderson: DD back on his feet, Maple takes a swing and misses! DD spins
him around.......Northern Lights Suplex! DD goes for the pin!
REF:
One
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.
.
Robertson: And a kickout by Maple. Dirt Dog gets up and starts stomping
away at Maple, kicking him hard in the ribs!
Wright: Come on ref disqualify him!
Robertson: DD picks Maple up by the hair, and whips him into the
turnbuckle. DD charges in, but Maple moves out of the way and delivers
two quick shots to the jaw, and Maple with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex!
Anderson: Maple sets up DD, and a hard Bulldog followed by a pin.
REF:
One
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Two
Anderson: And Dirt Dog Kicks out.
Wright: Maple had the match one right there! That should have been a
three count!
Anderson: Yeah but it wasn't!
Robertson: Maple sets up DD, and a Piledriver. Now Maple tags in Peter
Grant.
Anderson: Grant wastes no time and starts smothering DD with punches.
<all of the sudden the crowd starts to boo>
Anderson: Who are those two guys walking down the aisle??
Wright: It's Steve Richards and Vaughn Bonsteel, a new and bad ass tag
team here in the IWF/WOW called The Untouchables!
<The Untouchables walk to ringside and sit down, matching the match and
taking notes>
Anderson: What are they doing here! They have no business being at
ringside!
Wright: Take it easy Jack, they are just scouting the tag team division
to see what the competition is like!
Anderson: Well with the rep that those two have I wouldn't be surpised
if they somehow intervene!
Robertson: Back to the match, Grant with a thumb to the eye on Dirt Dog.
Now Grant with DD on his feet, whips him against the ropes, AND A
FRANKENSTEINER ON DIRT DOG........now the pin.
REF:
ONE
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
.
.
Anderson: And a kickout by Dirt Dog.
Wright: Dirt Dog is starting to take alot of punishment now. If Grant
and Maple can prevnt him in tagging out, then they have the match won in
two minutes, I garuntee it!
Robertson: Grant with a Savate Kick On Dirt Dog now.
Anderson: Grant whips Dirt Dog into the corner and goes in after DD, but
Dirt Dog got his foot up in time and Grant is dazed and Dirt Dog goes to
work on him, throwing lefts and rights, but Grant nails him with a
forarm to the head and DD goes right back down again!
Robertson: Vertical Suplex by Grant. Now he's kicking away at the head
of DD.
Anderson: Now Grant locks a Sleeper Hold on Dirt Dog. DDis fighting with
everything he's got but it just isn't good enough. He's slowly losing
his strength.
Robertson: The ref lifts up the arm of Dirt Dog, and it falls down. He
picks it up again, and it falls down again! The ref picks up the arm for
a third time.........BUT THIS TIME IT DOESN'T FALL DOWN! Now Dirt Dog is
fighting to get out of the hold. He nails Grant, get lets go only to
reply with a quick and hard Lariat and Dirt Dog goes right back down to
the mat!
Anderson: Grant to the outside and now up to the thrid rope, he goes to
drop the elbow on Dirt Dog, BUT DIRT DOG ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND PETER
GARNT NAILS THE CANVAS. NOW BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND NOT MOVING!
Wright: Oh come one! Why won't Dirt Dog just give up!
Roberston: The ref is starting to count both men, but there is still no
movement from either of them.
Anderson: The ref's count is still continuing.
Wright: Come on Grant get to your feet!
Robertson: Wait, now Dirt Dog gets on his hands and knees and starts
crawling to his corner!
Anderson: Grant is starting to get up, BUT DIRT DOG MAKES THE TAG AND
HERE COME KING MORT!
Wright: Oh great!
Robertson: King Mort comes after Grant, Grant takes a swing, King Mort
ducks and replies with a dropkick on Grant. Now Maple is in the ring and
King Mort with a drokick on Maple. Now he [icks up Grant, and a hard
bodyslam. Maple up again and Mort nails him with a dropkick that send
him flying out of the ring!
Anderson: King Mort, DDT on Grant! Mort picks up Grant......hey wait,
who are those two people standing in the aisle way????
<the crowd starts booing and throwing things at the two guys standing in
the aisle way>
Anderson: It looks like..........
Wright: It is! It Steve West and Robert d'Artois! Two members of Pain
Inc!
Anderson: You see, I told you Pain Inc would show their faces around so
they can help Science & Slaughter to win the macth!
Wright: Why do you always think the worst of Pain Inc?
Robertson(shaking his head): West and d'Artois are slowly making their
way closer to the ring now. But inside the ring King Mort with a huge
Frog Splash on Peter Grant! King Mort is on a roll now!
Anderson: Now King Mort whips Grant against the ropes, but Grant grabs
the ropes and comes to a dead stop. Now Mort charges, BUT GRANT WITH A
BACK BODY DROP THAT SENDS MORT FLYING OUT OF THE RING AND TO THE
OUTSIDE!
Robertson: Well now Mort is in trouble! Grant and Maple are distracting
the ref and West and d'Artois start walking towards King Mort.
Anderson: The whole time The Untouchables have just been sitting there
and taking notes, and now they are still doing the same thing. I thought
that they might have been collaberating with Pain Inc so that they could
beat Horror here tonight!
Robertson: Wait who are those two guys running down the aisle towards
the ring?
Wright: Oh no.
Anderson: It looks like........
Wright: Oh pleae God no!
<a huge pop from the crowd>
Robertson: IT HIGHTOWER AND "BLACK ICE" AJ STANSON!!!!!
Wright(sighing): I should have known!
Robertson: West starts to run around the ring and Hightower follows him,
Stanson grabs d'Artois and starts pounding away! Iron Mike has stood
over by The Untouchables, trying to hide so he won'tget nailed!
Anderson: West runs around the ring and starts to run up the aisle way,
but Hightower nails him with a hard tackle right into the steel barrier!
Wright: Ouch that's gotta hurt!
Robertson: Hightower starts pounding away on West!
Anderson: Here come security to break things up, but they are having a
hard time seperating Stanson and Hightower from West and d'Artois!
Robertson: Security has gotten AJ Stanson away from d'Artois, and
Stanson goes over and calms down Hightower. Now they are headed back to
the dressing rooms.
Wright: They should have been arrested! Did you see the way they just
attacked West and d'Artois for no apparent reason??
Anderson: Hey Hightower and Stanson were just saving King Mort from
getting attacked.
Robertson: Grant has taken back the control of this match up, and right
now has King Mort in an Arm Bar. Now he nails Mort with a fast
Belly-to-Back Suplex. Now Grant is tsrutting around the ring like he is
hot stuff!
Anderson: Grant tags Maple back in, they both pick up King Mort whip him
against the ropes and nail him with a Double Clothsline!!! Now Grant is
back outside the ring as Male struts around the ring.
Wright: Ah this is the way it should be, with Science & Slaughter
getting the advatage!
Robertson: Maple picks Mort up, and a big Powerslam. Maple kicks King
Mort in the ribs, and he just spat on him!
Anderson: Dirt Dog is strying to get into the ring, but the ref is
bringing him back to the corner, and Grant jumps in the ring and Maple &
Grant start choking King Mort!
Robertson: Cone on ref turn around!
Anderson: Grant quickly gets out of the ring and just in time before the
ref turned around!!!
Robertson: Maple sets him up, and puts King Mort in a Surfboard! Mort is
screaming in pain but he won't give up to the pain.
Wright: Wait who's that standing at the end of the aisle?
Anderson: It's Hightower again! It seems that he is keeping his watchful
eye upon Iron Mike no doubt. Iron Mike even sees Hightower and waves a
finger at him warning him to stay where he is.
Robertson: Mort is still in that Surfboard, but he hasn't given up to
that excrutiating pain!
Anderson: Dirt Dog comes in and saves his partner, kicking Maple in the
back of the head!
Wright: DQ them ref!
Robertson: Grant comes in and nails Dirt Dog with a Dropkick that sends
him flying to the outside of the ring. Grant goes back to his corner,
and Maple gets up slowly and tags Grant in.
Anderson: Grant starts working away on Mort, kicking him in the ribs and
head.
Robertson: ves a
finger at him warning him to stay where he is.
Robertson: Mort is still in that Surfboard, but he hasn't given up to
that excrutiating pain!
Anderson: Dirt Dog comes in and saves his partner, kicking Maple in the
back of the head!
Wright: DQ them ref!
Robertson: Grant comes in and nails Dirt Dog with a Dropkick that sends
him flying to the outside of the ring. Grant goes back to his corner,
and Maple gets up slowly and tags Grant in.
Anderson: Grant starts working away on Mort, kicking him in the ribs and
head.
Robertson: Look at the outside of the ring, Iron Mike has started
kicking away at Dirt Dog.
Wright: Oh no why is Hightower running down to the ring??
Anderson: Hightower spins Iron Mike around and delivers a BIG Chokeslam!
<pop from the crowd>
Robertson: Grant just saw that and he goes to the ropes and starts
yelling at Hightower, who backs off slightly and smiles.
Wright: What's with Hightower? Why does he always have to stick his nose
where it doesn't belong!
Anderson: Because Hightower is trying to rid this fed of trash, and he
has started in the right area!
Robertson: Grant is still arguing with Hightower, BUT FROM BEHIND KING
MORT ROLLS UP GRANT!
REF:
One
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.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Two
.
.
.
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.
.
.
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.
.
Three!
DINGDINGDINGDING
Wright: No fair!!! That was all Hightower's fault!!!!!
Robertson: Hightower just flipped Iron Mike the bird and walked bak to
the dressing rooms!
RA: The winners of the match, HORROR!!!!!!
Wright: I hope Hightower watches his back because the Pain Inc Nation
will be after him for sure now!
====================================================
=========== WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH! ============
====================================================
============== America's Least Wanted ==============
======================== VS ========================
=============== The Lethal Leaders =================
====================================================
==== WRITER: Wade Thompson <WesThompson@myna.com ===
====================================================
John Robertson: This next match is going to be intense. Two old
rivals will square off as The Lethal Leaders challenge America's
Least Wanted for the IWF/WOW World Tag Team Championships!!!
Jack Anderson: The Lethal Leaders won the tag team tournament to
earn this shot, defeating former World Champions Body Count to get
here. The Leaders are widely considered to be one of the finest tag
team combinations in the world, and this should be an outstanding
matchup.
Rick Wright: I like both these teams, and I'm going to enjoy this
match no matter who wins it.
John Robertson: The ring announcer is standing in the ring, and is
ready to make the introductions.
RA: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and it
is for THE IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
(Big crowd pop)
RA: Introducing first, the challengers, at a total combined weight
of 550 pounds, HEATSTROKE AND CANCER, THE LETHAL LEADERS!!!
(The crowd cheers as Comedown by Bush plays, and The Lethal Leaders
walk out. Both wear black and silver singlets with strings tied around
their arms and facepaint. Cancer is the larger man, and is a top
notch brawler. Heatstroke is a high flyer, and a good technician.)
RA: Their opponents, at a total combined weight of 540 pounds, THE
IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, "UGLY KID" JOE KIDD AND "BIG DADDY
CRUEL" OCTANE, AMERICA'S LEAST WANTED!!!
(The crowd boos as "Everything about You" by Ugly Kid Joe plays and
America's Least Wanted walk into the arena. Kidd is a smaller,
muscular man who wears grunge style clothing to the ring. He has
long dirty blond hair and a full goatee. Kidd is an all rounder.
Octane is a large muscular man, with long black hair and a goatee.
He wears black leather biker pants, and is a power brawler.)
DING!! DING!! DING!!
John Robertson: The crowd seems pumped as they anticipate the
outcome of this clash. It's going to be Heatstroke and Kidd
beginning things for their respective teams.
Jack Anderson: These are the teams' smaller men. Heatstroke is a 250
pounder, and Kidd a 240 pounder. The men standing on the aprons both
weigh in at 300 pounds apiece.
Rick Wright: It appears even right down the line. This should be
great.
John Robertson: Kidd and Heatstroke move closer and lock up. Rake
of the eyes by Kidd!! Kidd wth a boot to the stomach!! He scoops
Heatstroke up... and slams him down!!
Jack Anderson: Kidd bounces off the ropes... Elbow drop!! Misses!!
Both men up at the same time... VICIOUS LARIAT BY HEATSTROKE!!!
John Robertson: Heatstroke lifts Kidd and pulls him over to the
Leaders' corner. Cancer is tagged in. Heatstroke holds Kidd...
Punch to the ribs by Cancer.
Jack Anderson: Cancer grabs Kidd by the hair, and slams him
facefirst into the turnbuckle!! Cancer pulls Kidd out of the corner
and whips him into the ropes... Kidd tagged Octane!!... POWERSLAM
BY CANCER!!! He's covering Kidd. I guess he didn't see the tag.
John Robertson: OCTANE DROPS AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF CANCER'S HEAD!!
Rick Wright: Great tag team continuity by America's Least Wanted.
It shows how long they've been working together.
Jack Anderson: Octane lifts Cancer and whips him into the corner.
Octane slowly walks over... ELBOW CHARGE TO THE SIDE OF CANCER'S
HEAD!!!... AND ANOTHER!!!... AND A THIRD TIME!!!
John Robertson: Octane pulls Cancer out of the corner and scoops him
up... Backbreaker!! Octane tags in Kidd, who goes to the top
rope... FLYING ELBOW DROP!!! Kidd covers,
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Cancer kicks out!!
Jack Anderson: Kidd lifts Cancer and whips him into the ropes...
REVERSED!!... HEATSTROKE KICKS KIDD IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!
Rick Wright: More brilliant tag work, this time from the Leaders.
John Robertson: Cancer goes to his corner and tags in Heatstroke.
Heatstroke steps in and lifts Kidd. Heatstroke whips Kidd into the
ropes... Dropkick!!
Jack Anderson: Heatstroke lifts Kidd and whips him into the ropes
again. Heatstroke bounces off the other side... DIVING ELBOW
SMASH!!
John Robertson: Heatstroke lifts Kidd again and sets him up...
BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!!! Heatstroke covers,
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Kidd kicks out!!
Jack Anderson: Heatstroke lifts Kidd and whips him into the Leaders'
corner. Heastroke walks over to Octane... AND SPITS ON HIM!!!
OCTANE STEPS OVER THE TOP ROPE, but the referee is there to block his
way. Octane is arguing with the ref, AND CANCER IS CHOKING KIDD WITH
THE TAG ROPE!!!
John Robertson: The referee finally turns around, but all he sees is
Heatstroke kicking away at Kidd, who is slumped down in the corner.
Heatstroke tags in Cancer. Cancer steps into the ring and lifts
Kidd. Cancer whips the smaller man into the ropes... POWERSLAM!!!
The cover,
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KICKOUT BY KIDD!!!
Jack Anderson: Cancer lifts Kidd and puts him in a reverse
waistlock... GERMAN SUPLEX!!!,
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NO!!! OCTANE BROKE UP THE PIN IN TIME WITH A VICIOUS KICK TO THE
BACK!!!
Rick Wright: I think that kick would have been good enough for a
sixty yard field goal!!
John Robertson: Kidd is crawling towards his corner, and Cancer is
on the mat holding his back. Now Cancer is trying to make it to his
corner... CANCER TAGS IN HEATSTROKE!!! KIDD TAGS IN OCTANE!!!
Jack Anderson: Heatstroke tries to punch Octane but it's blocked!!
BIG right hand by Octane floors Heatstroke!! Octane goes over and
drills Cancer, knocking him off the apron!!
John Robertson: Octane grabs Heatstroke and whips him into the
ropes... BIG BOOT TO THE FACE!!! Octane lifts Heatstroke and scoops
him up over his shoulder... OCTANE DROPS HIM FACE FIRST ON THE
TURNBUCKLE!!!
Jack Anderson: Octane grabs Heatstroke and lifts him again...
CHOKESLAM!!! Octane tags in Kidd, and lifts Heatstroke...
JACK-KNIFE POWERBOMB!!! FLYING LEGDROP FROM THE TOP BY KIDD!!! THAT
WAS THEIR CRUEL AND UGLY PUNISHMENT!!! KIDD COVERS,
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NO!!! CANCER OUT OF KNOWHERE GOT BACK IN TO MAKE THE SAVE!!!!
John Robertson: The referee is trying to get Cancer out of the ring,
and Joe Kidd and Octane are trying to get at Cancer.
Jack Anderson: Heatstroke has rolled out of the ring... HEY!! HE
JUST... I MEAN, SOMEBODY ELSE... HEATSTROKE JUST ROLLED UNDER THE
RING, AND ANOTHER GUY HAS TAKEN HIS PLACE!!!!
Rick Wright: What are you talking about!?!?!? I didn't see a
thing!!!
John Robertson: I saw it!! This new "Heatstroke" has rolled back
into the ring, and is laying motionless!!! The referee has Cancer
back in his corner, and Octane in his. Kidd lifts "Heatstroke"...
SMALL PACKAGE BY "HEATSTROKE",
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WE HAVE NEW CHAMPIONS!!!!
Jack Anderson: NO WE DON'T!!! THE REFEREE IS SIGNALLING A TWO
COUNT!!!
John Robertson: Both men up... LARIAT BY "HEATSTROKE"!!! WAIT A
MINUTE!!! THE REAL HEATSTROKE JUST PULLED OCTANE OFF OF THE ARPON,
AND HE'S PUMMELLING HIM BEHIND THE REFEREE'S BACK!!!
Rick Wright: WHERE!?!?!?!?
Jack Anderson: In the ring, the fresh "Heatstroke" is taking it to
Joe Kidd!! He whips Kidd into the ropes... BIG back bodydrop!!!
"Heatstroke" climbs the ropes... MOONSAULT!!! The cover,
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John Robertson: "Heatstroke" tags in Cancer. Octane is rising on
the other side of the ring, and he looks to be headed for the
Leaders' corner.
Jack Anderson: Cancer in the ring, he grabs a hold of Joe Kidd...
LOW BLOW BY THE "UGLY KID"!!! OCTANE HAS GRABBED "HEATSTROKE FROM
BEHIND, AND HE'S POUNDING AWAY ON HIM!!!
John Robertson: Kidd lifts Cancer and whips him into the ropes...
FLYING FORRARM!!! OCTANE JUST GAVE "HEATSTROKE" A HOT SHOT ON THE
GUARDRAIL!!!
Jack Anderson: Octane is stomping away on "Heatstroke", and Kidd is
doing the same to Cancer in the ring!! The referee has finally
spotted Octane on the wrong side of the ring, and he's out there
ordering him back to his own corner!!
John Robertson: There's the real Heatstroke!! He's switching places
with the second Heatstroke again!! Heatstroke in the ring now, he
NAILS KIDD WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!
Jack Anderson: Heatstroke climbs to the top... HEATSTRIKE!!!
CANCER COVERS KIDD!!!,
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John Robertson: Heatstroke climbs back in, and we have a wild 4 way
brawl staring in the ring!!! Heatstroke and Kidd are in one corner,
Cancer and Octane in the other!!! All 4 men continue to poiund awya,
oblivious to the referee trying to seperate them!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
Jack Anderson: The referee has called for the bell, it looks like we
have a no contest!!!
John Robertson: "HEATSTROKE" HAS JUMPED INTO THE RING AND JOINED THE
FRAY!!! IT'S 3 ON 2!!!
Jack Anderson: HERE COME HORROR!!! Dirt Dog and King Mort are in
the ring, and they're attacking both teams!!! NOW THE BIONIC TEAM
ARE HITTING THE RING!!! PINMAN AND STU STEVENSON GO AFTER... DAMN I
CAN'T EVEN SEE WHAT'S GOING ON ANYMORE, IT'S A ZOO!!!
John Robertson: Here come a sea of officials to try and break this
up!!
Rick Wright: Good luck to 'em!!
Jack Anderson: It looks as though they're starting to get some
control over the situation. Let's get the official decision.
RA: THE REFEREE HAS DISQUALIFIED _BOTH_ TEAMS!! WE HAVE A DOUBLE
DISQUALIFICATION!!!
(Crowd boos)
John Robertson: It was all he could do, under the circumstances.
Jack Anderson: I want to know who this second Heatstroke is!!
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====== IC TITLE MATCH! FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE! =======
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============ Christopher Stonebreaker ==============
======================== VS ========================
================= Martin Richards ==================
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==== WRITER: Jawaad Mahmood <Mahmood@Nway.net> =====
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DINGDINGDING
R.A.: This match is set for one fall, and has a fourty five minute time
limit. For this contest...
(Crowd is starting to warm up)
R.A. - FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE IN THE BUILDING...
(Crowd goes nuts, you hear bull horns go off in the background)
R.A. - And it is for the IWF/WOW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!
(The crowd starts to shout LOUDLY as "Search and Destroy" by Iggy and the
Stooges plays... "Trouble Man" Martin Richards walks down the isle. The
camera pans around him, showing his small, but impressive physique,
reminiscent of Shawn Micheals. As usual, he is wearing his judoji (judo
pants), but he has wrestling boots on today, which is a departure from his
normal barefoot style.)
R.A. - Coming down the isle is the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER... Hailing from
DETROIT, MICHIGAN, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED AND FOURTY POUNDS..
REPRESENTING THE INNER CIRCLE (Another hail of boos descend from the
rafters, while a loyal Inner Circle group is chanting "Marty").... HERE IS
"TROUBLE MAN", MARTIN RICHARDS!!
(Marty Richards continues down the isle, as the majority of the crowd
heckles him as he continues towards the ring. He steps into the ring, and
goes into a corner, pumping himself up for the match)
R.A. - And his opponent!
("A Country Boy Can Survive" by Hank Williams, Jr. plays, but before a few
chords start, Chris Stonebreaker tear towards the ring. Richards jumps to
the outside, and they immediately start blasting at each other!)
DINGDINGDING
Robertson - And we are underway here! Already, the fists are flying!... We
know that there is a great deal of hatred between these men, Stonebreaker
who hates the Inner Circle with a passion would like no better Christmas
present than to send one of the IC's members packing tonight!
Wright - Stop worrying about the damned background, and concentrate on the
ma..
(Richards slams Stonebreaker across the ringpost)
Crowd - OHHHHH!!
Robertson - What a painful move, pulled off by Martin Richards... He is a
dispicable character, but we cannot take anything away from his brawling
abilities..
Wright - Why is it that your kind always worries about character? What
MATTERS is whether you are a winner or a loser, and right now, Stonebreaker
has the letters stamped all over his butt...
Robertson - Richards now, throws Stonebreaker into the ring.. Combination,
left, right, left, throws Chris into the corner... Richards charges,
connects with a giant MAFIA KICK into the corner! I have never seen that
before here in the IWF!
Wright - Just goes to show you, the simplest moves are the most
devistating! Give me all the moonsaults in the world, if I kick you down
where the son don't shi..
Robertson - Hey, we are a family show, cut it out! Inside the ring, Martin
Richards is in control, he picks up Stonebreaker, and hurls him to the
outs.. No, Stonebreaker grabs onto the ropes..!
Wright - Richards has turned the other way, and is chewing out the fans!
He thought Stonebreaker hit the mat!
Robertson - From behind, LARIAT! Richards goes face first into the mat!
Wright - These two guys are still in the ring, but there is no reason, they
can win by throwing a guy off the balcony and making the cover!
Robertson - Richards tries to get back up, but is pushed into the corner by
a series of EUROPEEN UPPERCUTS from the Intercontinental Champion, Chris
Stonebreaker! Stonebreaker now, picking up Martin Richards!
Wright - He is pressing him, he's showing he has all the power in this
match!
Robertson - Chris Stonebreaker has Martin Richards up and is pressing hi..
NO THERE IT IS, THE THUMB TO THE EYE! Both men spill to the outside!
Wright - This is an old saying, but it is so true; NO MATTER HOW TOUGH YOU
ARE, your EYE is your weak spot!
Robertson - Richards is up to his feet, and nails Stonebreaker with a right
and a left... Another!
Wright - They are heading back towards the locker room!
Robertson - Our cameras are staying with them, hopefully we will be able to
stay with them no matter where they go! Stonebreaker now, he gets Richards
intoa bear hug.. NO, IT'S A BELLY TO BELLY ON THE RAMP!
Wright - We heard the ping, the match is over unless Martin uses that inner
strength that he uses every week!
rtin Richards grabs the Camera man and drops him with the DROPSHOT DDT!)
Wright - Richards must be disoriented, he was looking for Stonebreaker an..
Robertson, - Get it through your head, he cheated!
Wright - You see, cheating is a matter of prespective, and th.. OH NO!
(Richards grabs the Camera, and is setting it up on the ground. He is
taking Stonebreaker)
Robertson - Oh no, what is Richards going to do???
Wright - He is going to PILEDRIVE HIM ONTO THE CAMERA!
Robertson - If he hits the piledriver ontop of the camera, it will be over,
no matter what! Someone stop this, there are live wires going to the
Camera! Richards has Stonebreaker in position!
Wright - He's going to squash that Camera!
Robertson - PIPIPILEDRIVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Crowd goes nuts screaming "He's Hardcore", while the electrical sparks are
flying! Stonebreaker is flat out in the center!)
Wright - And that's it, Stonebreaker is done for! You can hear the moron
fans going nuts out here!
Robertson - And Richards now, he snaps on the TEXAS CLOVERLEAF, THAT'S HIS
FINISHING MOVE!
Wright - It doesn't matter, Stonebreaker is out, and I don't see the
referee looking for a knockout!
Robertson - Martin Richards is tearing the knee out of Stonebreaker's
socket, he won't release the ho... OOOOOHHHHHH!
(Stonebreaker, with a last burst of effort grabs the remains of the
now-dead videocamera. He throws it at Richards, who releases the hold,
while he holds the back of his head)
Wright - It's total anarchy! Why the hell don't they bring in electric
chairs dammit!?
Robertson - Stonebreaker is getting back to his feet, our second cameraman
is keeping his distance, he doesn't want to be dropped like the other one!
Wright - It's a good thing that the camera wasen't hooked up to a full
powersupply, only a piece of trash battery supply, or else Stonebreaker
would not be able to get back up..!
Robertson - And Stonebreaker returns to his feet, very shaky though.. That
hold by Richards, it took its toll, even if Richards only had it on for a
few seconds!
Wright - Well we know both men went for their finishers early, that is
because the longer this match goes on, the worse it is for both men..!
Robertson - Richards now is pulled to his feet.. He has a NASTY looking
gash on the back of his head.. Richards now being dragged upstairs by the
angry looking Stonebreaker!
Wright - That guy had better watch it, he's tipsy from that current flowing
through his body, he won't be able to move well for a bit..!
Robertson - Stonebreaker is on a .. Wher ethe hell is he?
(The camera shot shows a LOT of cars on the floor, there is some kind of
security out there between Stonebreaker and the cars)
Robertson - Oh no, don't tell me... Yesterday they had the auto show!
They.> I mean..
Wright - Well don't worry, I mean, the keys aren't there and they aren't
smart enough to hot wire the cars. What harm could it do?
Robertson - UH OH, it looks like we are about to find out! The security
guard is sent FLYING along the coridoor by Stonebreaker! Stonebreaker
drags Richards towards a car..
Wright - Come on Richards, you have to recover from that camera shot!
Robertson - Richards is being smashed face first into the side of the car!
And again.. And.. NO RICHARDS BLOCKS! Marty Richards with a fist to the
face! Another! And a third!
Wright - Marty Richards opens the door! What is he going to do?
Robertson - Martin Richards locks the door, throws Stonebreaker on the
inside! He... HE DROPKICKS THE SIDE OF THE CAR?!?
Wright - THE AIRBAG IS DEPLOYED! STONEBREAKER GETS SMASHED AGAINST THE
BACK OF THE CAR COURTESY OF THE AIRBAG!
Robertson - Richards kicks open the door, and drags Stonebreaker out of
there!
Wright - An Airbag deploys at speeds of over a hundred miles an hour, and
all these acids on the inside can hurt a man severely!
Robertson - Richards is draging Stonebreaker on the top of the same car!
Martin Richards with a. PILEDRIVER ON THE ROOF!
Wright - Richards has taken complete control, Stonebreaker is having
problems moving!
Robertson - Martin Richards is dragging Stonebreaker towards entrance for..
Wright - Yeah, the entrance for the morons in the cheap ten dollar seats!
Robertson - Show some respect, th...
Wright - RICHARDS IS SMASHING STONEBREAKER INTO THE DOOR!
Robertson - What the hell?? He is getting something out of his tights..
Tape???
Wright - Oh no, he's been taking lessons from Hacksaw Jim Duggan!
Robertson - No, he's.. He's taping Stonebreaker's hand to the door! What
the hell is he going to do??
(Loud "CRACK" noise is heard, the crowd lets out a huge "WOW!")
Wright - HE JUST SMASHED THE DOOR SHUT, BREAKING STONEBREAKER'S LEFT HAND!
Robertson - OH MY GOD, WILL STONEBREAKER BE ABLE TO CONTINUE?!?
Wright - Well I know one thing for sure, he won't be able to ma.. (his mic
goes off for a second and then comes back on)
Robertson - The guys up there in tech support, you all deserve a raise.
Meanwhile, Richards is untaping the hand of Chris Stonebreaker, he is
dragging him down the stairs in the isle... He's ordering a fan out of his
seat!
Wright - The fan is wearing a Stonebreaker shirt, this is not good Marty!
Robertson - Marty Richards is screaming at the fan! THE FAN THROWS COKE
INTO THE EYES OF MARTIN RICHARDS!
Wright - Richards is blinded! All that coke crap is oozing out of his
eyeball!
Robertson - OH NO, MARTIN RICHARDS HAS THE FAN! WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO!?!?
Wright - FROM BEHIND! STONEBREAKER, THAT ANIMAL!
Robertson - Chris Stonebreaker, with his good hand, nails Marty in the
family jewels!
Wright - Uh oh, looks like Audrey won't like this one bit...
Robertson - Stonebreaker with a knee to the midsection, Richards is
stooping over! Stonebreaker is gesturing for the powerbomb!
Wright - This is stupid, he has a broken hand!
Robertson - Stonebreaker puts him in position, he.. OH NO, HE LOST CONTROL
OF THE POWERBOMB! Richards falls down on top of Stonebreaker! The referee
is right there!
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KICKOUT!
Wright - I think that referee is too drunk to continue this match, it's
obvious that he has been drinking, that was definately a three count.
Robertson - No, that was right on the money! Richards now, grabs the
broken hand of Stonebreaker, and starts.. Oh no, he's stomping on it!
Wright - Call that a submission hold! Stonebreaker won't be able to stop
the pain once it sets in!
Robertson - Richards stomping merily away at Stonebreaker.. Meanwhile
security has cleared the fans away from that section, they don't want a
repeat of the coke tossing we saw!
Wright - Richards picks up Chris Stonebreaker, HE BODYSLAMS HIM DOWN THE
STAIRS!
Robertson - CHris Stonebreaker is just rolling down the stairs, he has
taken a loto f punishment in this match, that might be enough to knock him
out totally!
Wright - Hey, they are both back around ringside, only the fence is
seperating them from the ring!
Robertson - Martin Richards throws Chris Stonebreaker over the fence, and
is following him over!
Wright - Martin Richards now, in complete control, he is about to take the
title..!
Robertson - Stonebreaker has to find something, something deep inside to
pull out and get back up, or else he is done for! Richards throws
Stonebreaker into the ring, and ties him up into the rope!
Wright - All right, it's time to finish him off Marty!
Robertson - Martin Richards is slapping around Chris Stonebreaker, who is
entangled in the ropes!
Wright - What an insult! It's like saying that Stonebreaker is not worth
the effort to pin!
Robertson - Richards bounces off the ropes, dropkick to the chest of
Stonebreaker, who is still tangled in the ropes!
WRight - It looks like Richards wants Stonebreaker to leave with a
permanant red spot all over his body!
Robertson - Richards unties Chris Stonebreaker, and hits him with a BIG
RIGHT HAND! And ANOTHER! A THIRD ONE!
Wright - Oh no! It's the Combination of Doom!
Robertson - Richards throws Stonebreaker into the rope, THE BIG BOOT! He..
HE's going outside, he's getting a chair!
Wright - What is he going to do??
Robertson - Richards puts a chair under the head of the semi-concious Chris
Stonebreaker! Martin Richards off the ropes... THE EXTREME LEG DROP OF
DOOM!
Wright - Onto the chair!
Robertson - And Richards is motioning to the crowd, as if he can't hear
them, what a disgusting display by Martin Richards.
Wright - Yeah, he could have picked someone cooler to immita..
Robertson - Hey wait, Richards is.. HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?
(Richards grabs the announcing table, and drags it into the ring. He
throws Robertson off the table, Wright just moves off himself)
Wright - All Right, it's time to put an end to Chris Stonebreaker!
Robertson - Martin Richards sets up Chris Stonebreaker on the table! He is
going to kill him, Martin Richards wants to kill Chris Stonebreaker!
Wright - He picks up Chris Stonebreaker, he is going to give him a
BrainBuster Fisherman Suplex through the Table!
Robertson - NO! If he does that, he could crack the neck of Chris
Stonebreaker! Don't do it Marty! Don't...
(A LOUD CRACK is heard, and Stonebreaker is put through the table in a
fishermanbuster suplex!)
Wright - And the match is over, 1,2,3!
Robertson - Martin Richards covers, the Referee is scrambling to the
ringside to count.. Hey he isn't counting???
Wright - Oh, the utter cheapness!
Robertson - Martin Richards sees, when he dropped Stonebreaker, his leg got
wrapped in teh bottom rope!
Wright - That is just making Richards angry!
Robertson - Richards is demanding that the ref check for a knockout! He is
motioning to the crowd, he thinks the match is over!
Wright - Hey wait a minute!
Robertson - Chris Stonebreaker is struggling to his feet! Martin Richards
is verballing assulting the crowd, he doesn't notice him!
Wright - Stonebreaker is getting up, I can't believe it!
Robertson - Chris Stonebreaker is summoning all the effort he can, he rolls
out of the ring!
Wright -Wha?
Robertson - Stonebreaker has gone UNDERNEITH THE RING! Richards turns
around, he doesn't see Chris Stonebreaker anywhere!
Wright - What the hell is Stonebreaker doing under the ring!?!
Robertson - OH NO! HE HAS HIS SLEDGE HAMMER! HE..
(A HUGE CRACK IS HEARD, and Martin Richards falls onto the mat. Chris
Stonebreaker falls on top of him!)
Wright - Both men are almost dead!
Robertson - Yes, but Stonebreaker fell on top of Martin Richards! He has
the cover!
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HE IS STILL THE IC CHAMPION!!!
DINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDING!!!!!
R.A. - The Winner of this match, AND STILL I.C. CHAMPION, Chris
Stonebreaker!!
Robertson - STonebreaker doesn't even know, he is not moving! Martin
Richards is split open, a pair of strechers are coming out for both men,
neither of whom can move!
Wright - Pure luck! If Richards had landed on Stonebreaker, he would be
the champion!
Robertson - If Richards had not gestured to the crowd, and had instead put
the Texas Cloverleaf on Stonebreaker, he would be the champ right now, but
he didn't, and Chris Stonebreaker is STILL the undisputed I.C. Champ!
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========== BATTLE BOWL! THE BATTLE ROYAL! ==========
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=== WRITER: Wade Thompson <WesThompson@myna.com> ===
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John Robertson: The Battle Bowl Battle Royal is up next. 8 men
qualified for the battle royal in tag matches earlier this evening,
and the man who wins this battle royal will get a shot at the World
Champion at New Year's Mayhem!!!
("Song 2" by Blur plays, and the participants begin to make their way
to the ring.)
RA: The following contest is the Battle Bowl Battle Royal!!
(BIG crowd pop)
RA: Introducing the participants...
COOPER CONCRETE!!!
HIGHTOWER!!!
JEDAH THE DAMNED!!!
DEREK MCMASTERS!!!
AJ "BLACK ICE" STANSON!!!
"PROFESSOR" STEVE WEST!!!
"DOWNTOWN" DOUG SULLIVAN!!!
"KING" KEVIN PAYNE!!!
Jack Anderson: The wrestlers are in the ring, and ready to go...
DING!! DING!! DING!!
John Robertson: In case you didn't notice, Christopher Stonebreaker
has accompanied Cooper Concrete to ringside. I assume he's here to
watch out for Concrete AND Payne and Stanson.
Jack Anderson: AJ Stanson and Derek McMasters have gone right after
each other!!! They're going at it like wild dogs in one corner of
the ring!!
John Robertson: Cooper Concrete and Jedah the Damned are fighting,
as are Hightower and West, and Sullivan and Payne.
Jack Anderson: You have to favour Payne in this matchup. He's the
largest man in the ring, as well as being last year's champion.
John Robertson: LOOK AT STANSON GO TO WORK ON MCMASTERS!!! AJ IS
KICKING MCMASTERS RIGHT ON THE AREA OF MCMASTERS ABDOMIN THAT READS
"AJ 4 EVER"!!
Jack Anderson: Payne TOSSES SULLIVAN OVER THE TOP ROPE!!! BUT
SULLIVAN LANDS ON THE APRON AND ROLLS IN UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!
Rick Wright: Great agility shown by IC member Doug Sullivan. That's
why he's _in_ the IC.
John Robertson: Cooper Concrete kicks Jedah in the stomach. He
pushes Jedah into the corner and drives an elbow into the side of the
head of Jedah the Damned!!
Jack Anderson: Hightower is nailing West with a series of chops and
kicks!! He lifts West and slams him to the mat!! Hightower lifts
West again and shoves him into the corner... HIGHTOWER WITH A BIG
CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER!!!
John Robertson: Hightower whips Steve West into the ropes...
Clothesline!!! Kevin Payne walks over and drives a double axe-handle
into the back of Hightower!!
Jack Anderson: Like a vulture, Doug Sullivan goes over and starts
stomping on Steve West!!
John Robertson: Stanson is trying to get McMasters out of the ring,
but the psychotic man is holding on. THUMB TO THE EYE BY MCMASTERS
GETS HIM OUT OF TROUBLE!!!
Rick Wright: I LOVE that move!! I'm sure that's why God gave us
thumbs, so we can get out of trouble by poking someone in the eye!!
Jack Anderson: Jedah is trying to get Cooper over the top rope!! HE
ALMOST HAS HIM... KEVIN PAYNE SAVES HIS STABLEMATE!!!
John Robertson: Doug Sullivan and Steve West are battling in a
corner!! Steve West almost has Sullivan out!!! CONCRETE AND PAYNE
COME OVER!!!... AND DUMP WEST AND SULLIVAN OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO
THE FLOOR!!!!
RA: STEVE WEST and DOUG SULLIVAN HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
(BIG Crowd pop)
Jack Anderson: With those 2 out, we're down to 6 competitors.
John Robertson: Actually, it seems much more like a 4 man battle
royal, with McMasters and Stanson isolating themselves in their own
little corner. Those two have been going at it tooth and nail since
the bell rang!!
Jack Anderson: Meanwhile, Cooper Concrete and Hightower have paired
off, as have Jedah the Damned and Kevin Payne.
John Robertson: Concrete is nailing Hightower with a series of lefts
and rights!! Coop grabs Hightower's leg and tries to get him over
the top.
Jack Anderson: STANSON ALMOST HAS MCMASTERS OUT!!! LOW BLOW BY
MCMASTERS!!!
Rick Wright: Another very effective way to get out of trouble!!
John Robertson: Payne and Jedah are fighting it out in the middle of
the ring!! Jedah whips Payne into the ropes... BIG CLOTHESLINE!!!
Jack Anderson: Jedah lifts Payne and takes him over to the ropes!!
Jedah is trying to get him over... MCMASTERS DRIVES AN ELBOW INTO
THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF JEDAH!!!
Rick Wright: What's he doing? Jedah turns and takes a swing at
McMasters... McMasters ducks and nails _Jedah_ with a low blow!!!
Jack Anderson: McMasters grabs Jedah by the pants and hair... AND
TOSSES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!! JEDAH IS GONE!!!
John Robertson: I guess this confirms that McMasters is NOT a part
of the Inner Circle!!
RA: JEDAH THE DAMNED HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
(BIG Crowd pop)
John Robertson: We're down to 5. Stanson has recovered, and attacks
McMasters again!!
Jack Anderson: Hightower grabs a hold of Payne... DDT!!! Payne is
down!!
John Robertson: Cooper Concrete goes over grabs Hightower before he
can get up... REVERSE NECKBREAKER!!!
Jack Anderson: McMasters has turned the tables on Stanson, and he
almost has him out of the ring!!! Stanson is over the top rope!!!
BUT HE LANDS ON THE APRON AND ROLLS BACK IN!!
John Robertson: Concrete lifts Hightower and takes him near the
ropes. Concrete is doing everything he can to get Hightower out of
the ring!!
Jack Anderson: Kevin Payne is up, and he nails McMasters from
behind!! Payne and Stanson are doing some work on McMasters!! Now
Stanson leaves them and heads over to Concrete and Hightower.
STANSON JUST DUMPED _COOPER_ OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!!!
John Robertson: That must have been an accident!! I'm sure he meant
to throw Hightower out!!
RA: COOPER CONCRETE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
(Crowd boos)
John Robertson: We're down to 4 men. AJ Stanson, Derek McMasters,
Hightower, and Kevin Payne.
Jack Anderson: Once again, Stanson and McMasters are fighting like
wild dogs in one corner of the ring. Payne and Hightower are duking
it out in another.
John Robertson: Hightower tries to scoops up Payne... PAYNE LANDS
ON TOP OF HIGHTOWER!! The weight was a little too much for
Hightower, and that's not a knock on Hightower considering he's
already fought a tag match, and been in this battle royal for a
while.
Jack Anderson: Payne bounces off the ropes... BIG SPLASH!!!
Rick Wright: Hightower may have to change his name to Pancake after
that one.
Jack Anderson: Payne lifts Hightower and sets him up... DEATH
BOMB!!! Hightower is out of it!!
John Robertson: Stanson is working over Mcmasters in the corner. He
pulls him out and whips him into the ropes... REVERSED!!... SLEEPER
HOLD APPLIED BY MCMASTERS!!! Stanson is fighting, but McMasters has
it locked in!!
Jack Anderson: Stanson is starting to fade, as Payne lifts Hightower
to his feet. PAYNE TOSSES HIGHTOWER OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND TO THE
FLOOR!!!
RA: HIGHTOWER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
(Crowd boos)
John Robertson: And then there were 3, and it doesn't look too good
for McMasters, with two Power Alliance members in the ring, although
McMasters almost has Stanson out.
Jack Anderson: Kevin Payne rakes the eyes of McMasters forcing him
to release the sleeper hold, but Stanson is looking very groggy.
John Robertson: Payne and McMasters are going at it now. McMasters
whips Payne into the ropes... Kick to the stomach... DDT!!!
McMasters kneels beside Payne and starts peppering him with right
hands!!!
Jack Anderson: Stanson is slowly beginning to recover. He's up to
his feet, but instead of going after McMasters, he's backing into a
corner to try and shake off the rest of the cobwebs.
John Robertson: McMasters lifts Payne... Payne nails McMasters in
the gut!! Payne stands... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX BY KEVIN PAYNE!!!
Jack Anderson: Payne stands and bounces off the ropes... ELBOW
DROP!! Payne lifts McMasters and takes him over to the ropes. Payne
is trying to get McMasters out, while Stanson continues to gain his
senses in the corner.
John Robertson: Payne is still trying to get McMasters out...
HEADBUTT BY MCMASTERS!!! Payne comes back and takes a swing at
McMasters... MCMASTERS DUCKS AND BACK DROPS PAYNE OVER THE TOP ROPE,
AND TO THE FLOOR!!!
RA: KEVIN PAYNE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
John Robertson: We're down to 2!! McMasters is jawing at Payne,
with a big smile on his face!!
Jack Anderson: STANSON FROM BEHIND... HE DUMPS MCMASTERS OVER THE
TOP ROPE,
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AND TO THE FLOOR!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
RA: The winner of Battle Bowl, AJ "BLACK ICE" STANSON!!!!
(The crowd EXPLODES as "Dead Souls" by Nine Inch Nails blares out of
the sound system)
John Robertson: Stanson gets the win!! He'll face either The
Prophet or Derrick DaMann at New Year's Mayhem for the World Title!!
Jack Anderson: Payne and Stonebreaker have entered the ring, but
they don't look like they're celebrating!! They're discussing
something with Stanson and Nevada. Cooper Concrete and Kelly James
are coming out now.
John Robertson: You'd expect them to be celebrating, but there's
some finger pointing and such going on right now. Remember earlier,
Stanson, apparantly by accident, threw Concrete out of Battle Bowl.
Payne and Stonebreaker may be a little upset that Stanson didn't do
much to stop Payne from being eliminated by McMasters either.
Rick Wright: Ha ha!! Trouble in the great Power Alliance? I LOVE
it!! HEY CONCRETE!! I THINK HE THREW YOU OUT INTENTIONALLY!!!
Jack Anderson: Stop it Rick. There doesn't appear to be too big a
problem, as they're all leaving together. It'll be interesting to
here their comments on this event in the coming days.
====================================================
=========== IWF/WOW WORLD TITLE MATCH!!! ===========
====================================================
================== Derrick DaMann ==================
======================== VS ========================
=================== The Prophet ====================
====================================================
== WRITER: Chris Jurkschat <aq449@ccn.cs.dal.ca> ===
====================================================
John Robertson: And here come the Inner Circle to the ring to make sure
nothing happens. America's Least Wanted, Jedah the Damned and Doug Sullivan.
Martin Richards is not here and he could hardly walk after his match with
Stonebreaker earlier this evening.
RA: Coming down to the ring, from the Bible Belt, at 6'2" and 240 pounds,
being led by the Choir-Master, here is the PROPHET!
( The arena lights go out and a series of multi-colored crosses appear on the
entrance way ramp. The voices of the choir singing the "Alleluia Chorus"
can be heard, as two choir members appear, then two more, in a steady
procession until the whole choir is lined along the entrance ramp, from the
entrance way to the ring. The singing reaches a cresendo when a white-hot
spot-light hits the Prophet as he appears at the entrance way, with the
Choir-Master. The choir-members closest to the entrance move to either side
of the aisle, making room for the Prophet, and the pairings of
choir-members continue to seperate as he makes his way to the ring. The
Choir-master holds the ropes open for the Prophet and both make the IC hand
sign as they enter the ring. The Choir-members circle the ring itself,
singing all the while, all focused on the Prophet. )
John Robertson: What an intro by the Prophet!
(A tiny 5 foot man with spirally curled blond hair, wearing a rumpled,
black tuxedo runs down the aisle towards the ring. In his right hand, he
is carrying a cordless microphone, and in his left are index cards. He
runs up the metal stairs and climbs into the ring, but gets his feet
stuck in between the ropes and stumbles in, landing on his head with his
jacket over his head as the crowd laughs hysterically. A small "Dia-mond
JIM!" chant starts up as the small man tries to get back onto his
feet....but slips on the mat again as the crowd roars. He finally gets up
on his feet and shoves the regular ring announcer out of the ring. The
small man is pushing on the RA with all of his 110 pound might as the
Ring Announcer doesn't even budge....he just looks at him with a confused
look. The Ring Announcer finally walks out of the ring on his own as the
small man gives him a strong glare warning him to not come back.)
Small man- YEAH....AND DON'T YOU COME BACK!!!!!!
(the crowd laughs)
(the small man walks to the center of the ring proudly, then turns to the
crowd and begins speaking)
Small man- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS YOUR MAIN EVENT!!!!!!
(crowd cheers as the small man basks)
Small man- FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW.....I AM FIVE FEET, ONE
HUNDRED AND TEN POUNDS OF PURE TERROR......I WAS HIRED BY DERRICK DAMANN
TO DO THE RING INTRODUCTIONS RIGHT INSTEAD OF THE IWF ANNOUNCERS FOR A
CHANGE!!!
(the crowd boos loudly at the mention of Derrick DaMann)
Small man- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN......I AM THE MAN...................THEY
CALL.................................................
TIM!!!!!!!!!!!!
(T.M.T.C.T. makes a "T" with his hands as the crowd laughs)
T.M.T.C.T.- YOU MIGHT LAUGH NOW.....BUT JUST WAIT UNTIL WE ARE IN A DARK
ALLEY ALONE AND I SCRATCH YOUR EYES OUT!!!! WE'LL SEE WHO'S LAUGHING
THEN!!!!!
(the crowd laughs even harder)
T.M.T.C.T.- AND NOW IT'S ALMOST TIME TO INTRODUCE THE MAIN EVENT WRESTLER
OF THE NINETY'S.....THE SHOWSTOPPER......THE ICON........THE BEST THERE
IS.....THE BEST THERE WAS.....THE BEST THERE EVER WILL BE.......THE BEST
IN THE GAME.......THE MAN.......THE MYTH.......THE LEGEND........THE GODD
AMOND MEN.....................YOU KNOW WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT!!!
(crowd boos, with the exception of the DaMark section of the upper deck)
T.M.T.C.T.- BUT FIRST....LET ME INTRODUCE TO ALL OF YOU......THE
BODYGUARDS OF DERRICK DAMANN.....THE PROPERTY PROTECTORS...........FROM
BROOKLYN WITH LOVE, BRIAN AVELLA.......FROM THE ITALIAN SECTION OF
HARLEM, DOUG STROUSE........
("Regulate" by Warren G and Nate Dogg begins to play over the PA system)
T.M.T.C.T.- THEY ARE.......................THE REGULATORS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Crowd boos loudly as Doug and Brian walk out. Each man is holding one of
Derrick's solid gold Golden Turnbuckle trophies out in front of them. The
trophies sparkle in the white light. They walk down to ringside and climb
into the ring. They stand on either side of The Man They Call Tim, as the
two 300+ pound men completely dwarf the 110 lb. T.M.T.C.T.)
T.M.T.C.T.- AND NOW........
(The arena lights turn off...leaving the entire arena pitch black as the
crowd cheers. The first few licks of "Lovin' Every Minute of It" by
Loverboy blast throughout the entire Mayhem arena as one solitary gold
spotlight falls from the ceiling onto the curtain from the entranceway.
The light starts to strobe as the music gets louder. Another gold
spotlight turns on which flashes the letter "D" onto the
walkway....followed by another gold light with the letter "E"....then one
by one other gold lights each with the rest of the letters of Derrick's
first name. All of a sudden, a hand with a black wristband pops out from
the curtain...followed by an elbow, a shoulder.....the head.....the other
shoulder......the torso.....the legs......then the rest of Derrick
DaMann, flashing a HUGE Million Dollar DaMann Smile for the television
cameras, as well as the sold-out Mayhem crowd to see. He is turned to the
side so that only half of the Mayhem arena can see the XXX/WOW World
Heavyweight championship title. Derrick slowly struts down to the ring as
T.M.T.C.T. starts to speak again.)
T.M.T.C.T.- HE IS THE MAIN EVENT......THE SHOWSTOPPER......THE
ICON........THE BEST THERE IS.....THE BEST THERE WAS.....THE BEST THERE
EVER WILL BE.......THE BEST IN THE GAME.......THE MAN.......THE
MYTH.......THE LEGEND........THE GODD AMOND MEN.....................YOU
KNOW WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT!!!
HE IS THE FORMER WOW ASIAN CHAMPION, THE FORMER WOW INTERCONTINENTAL
CHAMPION, HE IS THE REIGNING TWO TIME WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT
CHAMPION.......THE CURRENT BLANK BLANK BLANK WORLD ORGANIZATION OF
WRESTLING HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...
HE IS SIX FOOT TWO, HE WEIGHS TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY POUNDS, FROM
_______BEVERLY HILLS, CALIFORNIA________
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIII
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK
KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!
DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
NNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Derrick climbs up to the top turnbuckle and spreads his arms over his
head. He tilts his head back and flashes the Million Dollar DaMann smile
at the ceiling as all the gold spotlights converge onto the XXX/WOW World
Heavyweight championship title belt. He stands in that pose for a few
minutes...soaking up the crowd's reaction....before climbing down into
the ring. The house lights turn back on as Derrick hi-fives the Reg's and
T.M.T.C.T. The music dies down. Derrick takes off his jacket, and the
XXX/WOW World title, folds both and hands them to Brian Strouse. The
Regulators walk over to the ropes and climb out of the ring. T.M.T.C.T. also
walks to the ring ropes, but looks apprehensive about climbing through them
again. Doug Strouse climbs back onto the apron and holds the ropes open for
Tim....who begins to
climb through......but as soon as Tim steps to the other side, Doug lets
go of the rope which hits Tim in the groin and flings him down to the
floor below to the crowd's amusement.)
Jack Anderson: Talk about a intro for the Prophet, what about Derrick
DaMann's?
John Robertson: Prophet and Derrick DaMann are ready to lock up in the
center of the ring. Prophet and DaMann shake hands.
Jack Anderson: They lock up, DaMann gets in control first and gets
Prophet into a bulldog headlock. Prophet breaks out and sends DaMann
into the ropes, DaMann comes off the ropes and takes the Prophet down
with a shoulder block.
Rick Wright: DaMann lets the Prophet get to his feet. Good sportsman
ship there by DaMann!
John Robertson: DaMann comes right after the Prophet once he gets to
his feet. CLOTHESLINE BY DAMANN! NO! Prophet ducks, DaMann turns
around, BODYSLAM BY THE PROPHET!
Jack Anderson: DaMann gets to his feet. Armdrag take down by the
Prophet into a armbar submission.
Rick Wright: I can tell you this, DaMann won't give up to a simple
armbar submission.
John Robertson: You're right on that one. DaMann sticks his thumb into
the eys of the Prophet forcing him to break the hold.
Jack Anderson: Both men to their feet now. DaMann has the Prophet and
he whips him into the corner. THE PROPHET HITS THE TURNBUCKLE HARD!
John Robertson: Prophet out of the corner now and right at DaMann.
BACK BODY DROP BY DERRICK DAMANN!
Rick Wright: Derrick DaMann is looking to take control of this match
and early.
John Robertson: DaMann picks up the Prophet. GUT WRENCH SUPLEX BY
DAMANN.
Jack Anderson: DaMann quickly gets back to his feet and keeps working
on the Prophet. He knows better then to let a man like the Prophet
recover.
Rick Wright: If you let the Prophet recover, you'll pay for it by
losing the match in the end.
John Robertson: DaMann with the Prophet. He picks him up and slams him
to the mat.
Jack Anderson: DaMann now off the ropes, LEG DROP DOWN ON THE PROPHET!
John Robertson: DaMann is stomping on the Prophet, trying to keep him
down.
Jack Anderson: The Prophet is hardly moving, DaMann covers!
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Rick Wright: It will take a lot more then that to pin the Prophet.
DaMann was just being stupid by going for the pin then and there.
John Robertson: DaMann picks up the Prophet once again. He backs him
into the corner. HARD CHOP BY DAMANN! AND AGAIN!
Jack Anderson: DaMann whips Prophet across the ring. Prophet hits the
turnbuckle hard.
John Robertson: DaMann charges the other side... PROPHET MOVES AND
DAMANN HITS THE TURNBUCKLE!
Rick Wright: Big mistake by DaMann!
John Robertson: Prophet from behind, he rolls up DaMann!
1...
2...
3! NO!!! DAMANN KICKED OUT!
Jack Anderson: Both men jump right up to their feet. PROPHET WITH A
CLOTHESLINE SENDS DERRICK DAMANN UP AND OVER TO THE OUTSIDE!
John Robertson: DaMann is on the outside trying to figure out what is
going on. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann's knee seems to be hurting, as
you all know by now DaMann was in a car accident earlier in the day
with Hightower. Who knows what damage could have been done to the
knee.
Rick Wright: That's right! He should not even have to fight this
match!
Jack Anderson: Prophet inside the ring and DaMann getting on the ring
apron. Prophet comes after DaMann. Both men are trading blows.
John Robertson: DaMann sticks a thumb into the eyes of the Prophet.
STUNNER BY DAMANN DROPS THE PROPHET'S THROAT ACROSS THE ROPES!
Rick Wright: Prophet is down and out inside the ring.
Jack Anderson: DaMann gets back into the ring and climbs the top rope.
DaMann is setting himself up from the top turnbuckle. What's he going
to do?!
John Robertson: TOP ROPE LEG DROP BY DERRICK DAMANN DOWN ON THE
PROPHET!
Rick Wright: Even better then the Angel of Death!
Jack Anderson: DaMann gets up and is pointing and laughing at the
Prophet. He thinks he has it won.
John Robertson: DaMann is going back up top. I think he is going for
another top rope leg drop!
Rick Wright: If DaMann hits it again the Prophet is done for sure.
John Robertson: DaMann is going for it...
Jack Anderson: HE NAILS IT!! DAMANN NAILED THE PROPHET WITH A TOP ROPE
LEG DROP FOR A SECOND TIME!
Rick Wright: I don't like the Prophet's chances for winning the title
now.
John Robertson: DaMann is standing up with a HUGE smile on his face.
He knows he has this match won.
Rick Wright: The Prophet needs to get up and work on DaMann's injured
knee!
Jack Anderson: If the Prophet CAN get up.
John Robertson: DaMann gets down and covers the Prophet. The count,
1...
2...
DaMann lifts the Prophet's shoulders!
Rick Wright: WHAT!? Why did he do that!?
Jack Anderson: Maybe DaMann wants to hurt the Prophet some more. That
would not surprise me at all.
John Robertson: DaMann gets up leaving the Prophet down on the mat.
DaMann runs off the ropes, KNEE DROP DOWN ON THE PROPHET.
Jack Anderson: Prophet is in "lala" land.
John Robertson: DaMann now picks up the Prophet. BACKBREAKER BY
DAMANN!
Jack Anderson: DaMann knows he has this match in control.
Rick Wright: But why does he not pin the Prophet? YOU'VE GOT IT
DAMANN!
John Robertson: Derrick DaMann throws the Prophet into the corner.
Jack Anderson: DaMann comes after the Prophet. Knee lift by DaMann.
PROPHET MOVES AND DAMANN RAMS HIS INJURED KNEE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!
Rick Wright: Huge mistake by DaMann.
John Robertson: Prophet is slowly recovering. DaMann is limping
around.
Jack Anderson: The Prophet gives a good kick to DaMann's other knee,
causing him to fall to the mat.
John Robertson: The Prophet covers Derrick DaMann!
1...
2...
DAMANN KICKS OUT!
Rick Wright: That was CLOSE!
Jack Anderson: Prophet gets back to his feet again. He picks up
Derrick DaMann with him. Prophet throws DaMann into the ropes, BELLY
TO BACK SUPLEX BY THE PROPHET!
Rick Wright: That might just be enough to end it, but the Prophet does
not want to right now.
John Robertson: Prophet picks up DaMann. He picks DaMann up. SUPLEX BY
THE PROPHET. Prophet covers DaMann now, 1...
2...
DaMann gets a leg on the ropes.
Jack Anderson: Prophet pulls Derrick DaMann to the center of the ring
so he can't put his feet on the ropes.
Rick Wright: Prophet covers DaMann again..
John Robertson: The count!
1...
2...
DAMANN KICKS OUT AT TWO AND A HALF!
Rick Wright: I thought the Prophet had DaMann for sure that time.
John Robertson: Prophet picks up DaMann again. He sets Derrick DaMann
on the top of the turnbuckle. Prophet going up top as well. Prophet
goes to superplex DaMann..
Jack Anderson: DAMANN BLOCKS IT!
John Robertson: Prophet tries again, but Derrick DaMann won't move.
DaMann now nailing the Prophet with a few punches to the face. DaMann
in control, he gets up. He has the Prophet set up on the top
turnbuckle..
Jack Anderson: TOP ROPE POWERBOMB BY DERRICK DAMANN!
Rick Wright: WHAT A MOVE!
John Robertson: Derrick DaMann falls to the mat. He can hardly move
himself as the Prophet took a lot out of him.
Jack Anderson: DaMann uses the ropes to help him get to his feet.
Prophet tires to get up as well.
John Robertson: DaMann picks up the Prophet and slams him down hard to
the mat.
Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann covers the Prophet!
Rick Wright: He might have him!
John Robertson: The count!
1...
2...
PROPHET KICKS OUT!
Jack Anderson: The Prophet was just hanging on there. I thought he was
gone for sure after the top rope powerbomb.
John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is complaining of a slow count.
Jack Anderson: FROM BEHIND! PROPHET ROLLS UP DAMANN!!! THE COUNT!!!
1...
2...
3!!
John Robertson: NO!! TWO AND A HALF COUNT ONLY!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann jumps right back up to his feet. Prophet not far
behind him. HUGE CLOTHESLINE BY DERRICK DAMANN TAKES PROPHET DOWN!
Rick Wright: Derrick DaMann is stomping on the Prophet who is down and
out on the mat.
John Robertson: DaMann whips the Prophet into the ropes. STUNGUN BY
DERRICK DAMANN!
Rick Wright: Prophet is hurt badly... DaMann has been in control of
this last part of the match.
John Robertson: DaMann picks up the Prophet again.
Jack Anderson: He suplex him... NO! He drops the Prophet face first
into the mat.
Rick Wright: DaMann knows it is just a matter of time before he has
the Prophet pinned.
John Robertson: Prophet sits up.... NECK SNAP BY DERRICK DAMANN!
DaMann covers the Prophet once again. 1...
2...
THE PROPHET KICKED OUT!
Rick Wright: I do not believe it. How did he get the energy to kick
out!?
John Robertson: DaMann picks the Prophet up. He throws him into the
ropes.
Jack Anderson: SPINNING HEEL KICK BY DERRICK DAMANN!
Rick Wright: DaMann says he is going to apply the Golden Touch!!
Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann is setting the Prophet up for the Golden
Touch!! A combination chicken wing/sleeper!
John Robertson: DAMANN GETS IT ON THE PROPHET!
Jack Anderson: NO!!! DAMANN'S KNEE JUST GAVE OUT!!
Rick Wright: It's Hightower's fault! If he had not got into that car
accident earlier today that would not have happened!
John Robertson: PROPHET COVERS DAMANN!! THE COUNT!!!
1...
2....
Rick Wright: DERRICK DAMANN'S LEG IS IN THE ROPES BY THE REF DOES NOT
SEE IT!
John Robertson: 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
RA: Here is your winner.... and _NEW_ IWF/WOW WORLD CHAMPION, THE
PROPHET!!
Rick Wright: This is NOT fair for Derrick DaMann! He was in a car
accident earlier today with Hightower and hurt his knee... he did not
even have to come out here to wrestle, but he did because of the man
he is.
John Robertson: The Inner Circle is getting into the ring to shake the
hands of both wrestlers.
Jack Anderson: What a match by both men.
John Robertson: Oh god no... here comes the new US National Champion,
"Top Dog" Rick Styles.
Jack Anderson: Styles is getting up on the ring apron.
Rick Wright: The Inner Circle sees him. Styles is in for a beating.
John Robertson: LOOK! FROM THE STANDS! IT'S THE ANGEL OF DEATH AND
DEREK MCMASTERS!! THEY ARE ATTACKING THE INNER CIRCLE!!
Rick Wright: It's still seven on three... they're no match.
John Robertson: SHANE SANDERS AND ROBERT D'ARTOIS ARE JUMPING IN THE
RING! THEY ARE GOING AT IT WITH THE INNER CIRCLE NOW!
Jack Anderson: AND HERE COME ROB MAGNUM AND ALEX EXTREME! THEY JUMP
THE REGULATORS!
John Robertson: DARK VANITY! MANGUS COLBY! STEVE STUFF! MOO KAME! THEY
ARE ALL OUT! IT IS A HUGE BRAWL GOING ON IN AND AROUND THE RING HERE
FOLKS!!
Jack Anderson: Styles grabs the title from the Prophet. Angel of Death
is holding onto the Prophet... STYLES NAILS THE PROPHET WITH THE WORLD
TITLE!
( Styles then holds the title in the air and takes the mic )
Rick Styles: Today marks a new day for the IWF/WOW as the people of
the IWF/WOW take back their league!! It has been in corrupt hands long
enough, but no longer!! Derrick DaMann, you were never a worthy
champion, nor were you a talent that we wanted representing us as the
worlds champion!! So by majority vote earlier today, we've decided to
strip you of the IWF/WOW worlds championship! Therefore, your match
today with the Prophet was not a title match, this belt is vacant!!
Screw the presidents, the Executive commitee, and the Inner Circle,
the people of the IWF/WOW have spoken!!
(Styles hands the belt to Mangus Colby through the ropes, who places
the belt in a suitcase and locks it)
Rick Styles: The title will be kept in safekeeping until we have had
the opportunity to declare a NEW IWF/WOW Worlds champion amongst all
the WORTHY and DESERVING contenders. As of today, we take BACK our
league!!! The days of Inner Circle power is over.
( Styles then throws the mic down and, with the IC members laid out,
the group leaves. Scene fades from Christmas Madness. )