ay per view of all time. During this next 30 minutes we will
hear from some IWF/WOW superstars, take a look at our pay per view and we will
see in action Horror taking on the Vegas Connection for the North American
Tag Team Titles. Right now lets go to Anthony Edwards in the Control Center
for a preview of tonights pay per view.
( Scene fades from Todd Hendrix. )
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Anthony Edwards: We are just moments away now from IWF/WOW New Era. What
a card for this pay per view. Lets take a look at some of the matches.
In our main event we will see AJ "Black Ice" Stanson and Jeremy "Roadkill"
Thranton team up to take on Derrick DaMann and the Prophet. These four
have one of the most hated feuds of all time and they plan to put it to an
end tonight in this tag team match.
We will also be seeing Shawn Riser take on Martin Richards in a two out of
three falls match. These two have a feud going back to NICW before it closed
when Martin Richards attacked Shawn Riser. Tonight will they put an end to it?
Or will it just continue?
The World Tag Team Titles will be on the line as America's Least Wanted defends
against an up and coming tag team by the name of Sudden Death. Sudden Death
has been very impressive and tonight they hope to win the tag titles.
In a US National Title match Dark Vanity will make his first title defence
against Dan Watterson. Watterson has been on a role and who knows will could
happen if d'Artois is around ringside.
In a match to find out who the number one contender for the World Tag Titles
we will see Body Count battle the Southwest Lawmen.
In a match where the winner gets a shot at the Intercontinental title on
July 18th, it's a four corners match, Chris Stonebreaker vs Ric Rivas vs
Robert d'Artois vs Doug Sullivan.
In a revenge match RedBack will take on Crusher and his new attitude.
Plus in a no rules match Tommy Nightmare and the Russian Wolf will go at it.
Who knows what is going to happen in this match.
And this and more tonight at New Era. Now back to Todd Hendrix.
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Todd Hendrix: What a card this will be! We have one match today on the Countdown
show but before we go to the ring lets go to some comments from the champions.
Lets go to Horror.
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(In the locker room, stands HORROR, KING MORT and DIRT DOG both have on
their ring gear, with the IWF/WOW North American tag team titles around
their wastes. PRECIOUS PAUL is standing in front of them wearing a black
zoot suit. All three men are pumped)
PRECIOUS PAUL: This is it, the time is now. VEGAS CONNECTION, your end
is near. Another title shot, and I hear a huge rejection. We are going
to walk down to the ring in a few minutes and my boys are going to rip
you to pieces. It is like I always say, You are going down!!!
DIRT DOG: IT IS SOLD OUT, millions upon millions of wrestling fans are
going to in minutes, witness HORROR step into the ring, and destroy the
VEGAS CONNECTION. It might get ugly, but we are going to rip you apart.
Are you angry with us. Do you feel the rage that KING MORT, and I feel
burning in our veins for you. We will soon see, the winner of this match
will face THE SOUTHWEST LAWMEN, are you guys gonna be watching this. You
will see what is in store for you in a few days.
PRECIOUS PAUL: Do we seem confident, that is because we know that we are
capable of beating anyone in the IWF/WOW, but my boys train hard, we are
not some overconfident team talking sh*t, we have shown and proved that
we can go with the best of them. I n a few short minutes, HORROR is
going to take that ring, and call it our house. VEGAS CONNECTION, you
are going down!!!
DIRT DOG: I AM READY, I AM GOING TO HURT, MANE, and DESTROY THEM.
( DIRT DOG starts pounding on the lockers, kicking them, punching them,
and tearing a door off the hinges)
KING MORT: Welcome to HORRORVILLE< welcome to pain, VEGAS
CONNECTION!!!!!
(KING MORT turns around and also begins bashing the lockers, both men are
screaming)
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Todd Hendrix: All right! Lets go down to ringside for the match!
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RA: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. first coming down the
isle (War ensamble by Slayer starts over the PA) they weigh in at a total
combined weight of 560 pounds.. they are accompanied by there manager
Precious Paul Evans.. here is the team of Dirt Dog and King Mort Ruthless..
HORROR
(Precious Paul Evans leads Dirt Dog and King Mort Ruthless to the ring and
the fans cheer and boo..)
RA: And there opponets here tonight.. (Ted Dibiase's WWF music starts over
the PA) they weigh in at a total combined weight of 480 pounds.. they are
accompanied by their managers Hilary Banks, Claire Smith.. here is the team
of "Casino" Bill Banks and "Millionaire" Damien Smith!!
(Hilary Banks and Claire Smith leads Bill Banks and Damien Smith to the ring
and the fans boo.. and throw things.)
DING! DING! DING!
Rick Wright: That was the opening bell.. this match is underway. Damien
Smith and Dirt Dog look to be starting this one off for their respective
teams. Both men lock up. Damien Smith takes the advantage and throws Dirt
Dog into the ropes but Dirt Dog takes down Damien Smith with a shoulder
block after Damien Smith missed with the closeline attempt.
Jack Anderson: Damien Smith is right back up and they lock up again. Dirt
Dog kicks Damien Smith to the gut and then short closelines him down to the
mat the cover..
1..
Easy Kick out for Damien Smith.
John Robertson: Damien Smith roles outside and Dirt Dog follows him out both
men are exchanging blows on the outside of the ring Damien Smith pushes Dirt
Dog back into the ring steps and then nails Precious Paul who was trying to
sneack up from behind.
Rick Wright: Damien Smith goes back into the ring and breacks the count and
he roles back to the outside and hammers away at Dirt Dog. Damien Smith
roles Dirt Dog back into the ring. Damien Smith goes over and makes the take
to Bill Banks.
Jack Anderson: Bill Banks grabs Dirt Dog and trips him down to the mat and
holds a head lock on Dirt Dog. Dirt Dog moves but Bill Banks holds him down
and applies the pressure.
John Robertson: The ref is down there in position but I doubt anyone would
give up because of a headlock but here stranger things have happened.
Rick Wright: Yeah, just go to the RCW! Dirt Dog roles Bill Banks over for
the cover..
1..
Bill Banks roles back.
Jack Anderson: That could happen if your not to careful you can get rolled
over from your own move and get pinned and that's the match. Bill Banks is
still holding the headlock, this is to wear Dirt Dog down early in the match.
John Robertson: Dirt Dog hits Bill Banks in the ribs once and then he does
it again and again and that forces Bill Banks to release the hold and Dirt
Dog roles over and makes the tag to his partner King Morth Ruthless.
Rick Wright: King Mort locks up with Bill Banks and King Mort shoves Bill
Banks down to the mat. Bill Banks gets back up and drop kicks the legs of
King Mort. King Mort falls to the mat.
Jack Anderson: That was a good move by Bill Banks to take King Mort down to
the mat. Bill Banks grabs the leg of King Mort and hammers on it with a
series of kicks and punches.
John Robertson: Bill Banks then puts a leg lock on King Mort and the ref is
right down there to see if King Mort is going to give up.
Rick Wright: Vegas Connection so far have been going to wear the heavier
team of Horror down so maybe later on in the match they won't have the
energy to keep going and Vegas Connection could use that to their advantage.
Jack Anderson: Bill Banks hammers on the leg of King Mort as he keeps the
leg lock on. Just putting more pressure on it and inflicting more pain on
King Mort.
John Robertson: King Mort is trying to get to the ropes but Bill Banks is
holding him there in the center with all his might and power. King Mort is
starting to move closer to the ropes.
Rick Wright: King Mort move closer again and Bill Banks is trying to keep
King Mort in one place but doesn't seem to be very successful.
Jack Anderson: Bill Banks releases the hold and drops an elbow on the leg of
King Mort and Bill Banks does it again and again.
John Robertson: Bill Banks pulls King Mort back to the center of the ring
and puts another leg lock on King Mort in the center of the ring.
Rick Wright: The ref is asking King Mort is he wants to give up but King
Mort is shaking his head NO! Bill Banks seems to be putting this leg lock on
with all the energy he has wanting the submission here to end this match.
Jack Anderson: Dirt Dog comes in from the apron and drops a leg drop across
the throat of Bill Banks and that breacks the leg lock and Bill Banks is
grabbing his throat and roles to the outside and falls on the floor.
John Robertson: King Mort is grabbing his leg and slowly with the help of
the ropes making his way over to make the tag to his partner Dirt Dog.
Rick Wright: King Mort makes the tag to Dirt Dog and Dirt Dog goes right to
the floor and closelines Bill Banks into the ring post from behind. Bill
Banks goes head first into the ring post. Dirt Dog picks up Bill Banks and
roles him back into the ring.
Jack Anderson: Dirt Dog picks up Bill Banks and slams him back down to the
mat. Dirt Dog goes for the cover..
1..
2..
Damien Smith with the save.
John Robertson: The ref is taking Damien Smith back to his corner and Dirt
Dog stomps away at Bill Banks who is almost helpless after going head first
into the ring post.
Rick Wright: Dirt Dog puts and armbar on Bill Banks in the center of the
ring and is just sitting there leaning on Bill Banks the ref is down there
to see if Bill Banks will give up but he just shakes his head no.
Jack Anderson: Dirt Dog is going to wear down Bill Banks just to kill time
and then to make sure he can beat him later on in the match.
John Robertson: Dirt Dog is screaming at Bill Banks to give up and save
himself but Bill Banks still won't submit. Dirt Dog turns the armbar into a
hammer lock and is picks Bill Banks up to a vertical base. Dirt Dog lifts up
Bill Banks and throws him down to the mat.
Rick Wright: The cover by Dirt Dog..
1..
Damien Smith comes in with the save again.
Jack Anderson: The ref is warning Damien Smith to stay out of the ring or
risk getting Dq'ed. Dirt Dog lifts up Bill Banks and suplex's him back down
to the mat.
John Robertson: Dirt Dog goes over and makes the tag to his partner who is
slowly getting over to Bill Banks still feeling the affects of the attack on
the leg earlier.
Rick Wright: King Mort picks up Bill Banks and levels him with a back
breacker and King Mort is holding Bill Banks on his knee and the ref is
asking Bill Banks if he wants to give up but Bill Banks says no and no.
Jack Anderson: King Mort is still holding Bill Banks in a back breaker, Bill
Banks won't give up despite the pressure being put on his back right now he
just says no when the ref asks him and King Mort just tries to continue to
make Bill Banks submit.
John Robertson: The ref is right there checking with Bill Banks who
continues to shake his head no and is trinig to get out of it. Bill Banks
hammers on the leg of King Mort once and then he hits him again and King
Mort drops Bill Banks.
Rick Wright: King Mort is holding his leg and Bill Banks is slowly going to
his corner to attempt the tag. King Mort turns around and grabs Bill Banks
and pulls him back and then drops an elbow on the back of Bill Banks.
Jack Anderson: King Mort puts a camel clutch on Bill Banks and is holding
him down to the mat the ref is checking with Bill Banks if he wants to give
up but Bill Banks just shakes his head no once and then he shakes his head
no again.
John Robertson: King Mort has a smile on his face. I think he can sense that
this match is almost over and that Horror will walk away with the victory.
Rick Wright: The ref is still there asking Bill Banks if he wants to submit
but Bill Banks keeps telling him no, he doesn't want the match to end
because of submission.
Jack Anderson: Damien Smith runs in but is met by Dirt Dog who catches him
with an closeline. Dirt Dog and Damien Smith are fighting now and the ref is
trying to break them apart. Dirt Dog and Damien Smith go over the ropes to
the floor.
John Robertson: They are still fighting on the floor. Dirt Dog grabs a chair
and tries to hit Damien Smith with it but Damien Smith rams the chair into
the face of Dirt Dog and then hammers away at Dirt Dog. The ref is in the
ring still asking Bill Banks if he wants to give up.
Rick Wright: Damien Smith nails, Dirt Dog with the chair again and then hits
Precious Paul Evans who was trying to sneack up from behind and Damien Smith
if taking care of everybody in site with that chair.
Jack Anderson: Damien Smith roles into the ring with the chair and nails
King Mort with it. I can't believe it. Damien Smith just hammered King Mort
with the chair, that will get his team Dq'ed. Damien Smith continues to
attack King Mort the Ruthless with a chair.
John Robertson: Officials from the back locker room area have come out but
Damien Smith is keeping them away by swinging his chair at them and that's
enough to make sure they aren't going to try and interfre. King Mort is
being beaten with the chair.
Rick Wright: Alright.. keep it up. Damien Smith hammers King Mort with the
chair and then hammers him again. King Mort is trying to protect himself but
it almost impossible.
Jack Anderson: The officials have finally taken the chair away from Damien
Smith who then goes and helps Bill Banks out of the ring and the both of
them along with there managers/wifes return to the locker room area.
John Robertson: Let's get the official word.
RA: The winners of this match as a result of a disqualification.. HORROR!!
(Officials help King Mort, Precious Paul, Dirt Dog back to the locker room
area.)
Rick Wright: Well that was a good match and Damien Smith I guess couldn't
take anymore and had to show Horror what they get when they mess with the
Vegas Connection.. it did cost them the match but I think they got there
point across.
Jack Anderson: I agree with Rick.. they sent a strong message here today.
These two teams will meet in the ring sometime again and then maybe Horror
can get there revenge. Now lets go back to the Event Center.
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Todd Hendrix: We are back and what a match that was! We are almost ready for
New Era but first lets go to some comments from a few of our IWF/WOW Superstars
who will be there.
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(Scene fades into Crusher standing in front of a IWF Rules background
Anthony Edwards is standing next to him ready to conduct a interview.)
Edwards: I can't believe it I told those idiots I didn't want to Interview
you any more but guess where I get stuck.
Crusher: Shut up do your job and hold the microphone. I've come here to do 2
things and when I leave the fans will be talkin about how they can't believe
how Crusher destroyed there hero Redback and how Crusher became the new
world champion, and all the promoters of the IWF/WOW will be calling me
wanting to make a crusher action figure a or a crusher t-shirt and crusher
underwear and I'll tell them to kiss my ass.
Edwards: I think your off line here.
Crusher: No my man you are off line. You are off line even speaking here.
Edwards: I'm doing my job, I'm here to ask questions.
Crusher: No your here to tell me how Redback is going to destroy me to tell
me how sorry a wrestler I am and to make fun of me. It's getting hard to
figure out who the bad guy is here isn't it? Sod champion, and all the promoters of the IWF/WOW will be calling me
wanting to make a crusher action figure a or a crusher t-shirt and crusher
underwear and I'll tell them to kiss my ass.
Edwards: I think your off line here.
Crusher: No my man you are off line. You are off line even speaking here.
Edwards: I'm doing my job, I'm here to ask questions.
Crusher: No your here to tell me how Redback is going to destroy me to tell
me how sorry a wrestler I am and to make fun of me. It's getting hard to
figure out who the bad guy is here isn't it? So Doink the Clown is my cousin
it really dosen't matter because I could whip his ass anyway and I can whip
yours too.
Edwards: You couldn't whip a rat's ass.
Crusher: You watch you know where I'll be on July the 5th? I'll be here with
two things. I'll have the championchip belt and Redback's head after pulling
it out of his ass.
Edwards: I hated you with your old attitude. Your new one is even worse.
Crusher: Let me get out my hankerchief, I can't believe I've made gotten you
upset.
Edwards: Shut up.
Crusher: See you on July 5th pal.
(Scene fades back to arena.)
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Todd Hendrix: The clock is ticking down! We don't have long left. We will see
you at NEW ERA!
( Scene fades to the New Era logo. )
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* July 1st, 1997 * LIVE! From Ottawa, Ontario, Canada * http://IWFWOW.base.org *
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( Scene opens up with over 20,000 fans in the Ottawa Colrel Centre in
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. Signs can be seen with "IWF/WOW 4 life",
"Stanson Rules" and many others. IWF/WOW shirts and other IWF/WOW
stuff is seen all over the place. Fireworks begin to go off in the
ring. After the fireworks the camera shows some fans as John Robertson
can be heard. )
John Robertson: WELCOME EVERYONE TO OTTAWA, ONTARIO, CANADA! IT IS
CANADA'S BIRTHDAY AND WE ARE HERE LIVE FOR IWF/WOW NEW ERA!
( The camera shows some more fans and then zooms into the Canadian
Flag and then fading to the announcers table with John Robertson, Jack
Anderson and Rick Wright.)
John Robertson: Welcome everyone to New Era. What a show we have for
you here tonight. In action we will see AJ "Black Ice" Stanson team
with Jeremy "Roadkill" Thranton as they take on Derrick DaMann and the
Prophet. All four men are former World Champions and this could be the
match to end all matches here tonight.
Jack Anderson: I have to agree with you there. All four men want to
win this match very badly. You can bet that they will do what ever it
takes to win.
Rick Wright: If they do what ever it takes to win you can bet you'll
be seeing Prophet and DaMann walk away with the win.
John Robertson: In a two out of three falls matches Shawn Riser will
take on "Trouble Man" Martin Richards!
Jack Anderson: These two are going to go all out to win this match.
They hate each other VERY much and both men plan to win tonight.
Rick Wright: You have to wonder if Martin Richards will have any help
in the form of the Inner Circle in this match!
John Robertson: We have a four corners match with the winner getting a
Intercontinental title shot. Chris Stonebreaker versus Ric Rivas
versus "Downtown" Doug Sullivan versus "Lord" Robert d'Artois and what
a match this will be.
Jack Anderson: Another match with lots of talent in it. d'Artois is
the favorite in this match but you can't count anyone else out.
Rick Wright: What about Doug Sullivan? This guy is really going up in
the rankings.
John Robertson: In a falls count anywhere match, the Russian Wolf will
take on Tommy Nightmare.
Jack Anderson: This one is going to get bloody and careers could be
ended.
Rick Wright: Both men claim to be the most hardcore but tonight we
will find out just who is.
John Robertson: The World Tag Titles will be up as America's Least
Wanted take on Sudden Death.
Jack Anderson: Sudden Death have been getting higher and higher in the
rankings but America's Least Wanted are the champs and anytime you are
the champions you have a major advantage.
Rick Wright: I have to agree with you there. America'a Least Wanted is
the better tag team.
John Robertson: Body Count will take on the Southwest Lawmen in a
match where the winner becomes the number one contender for the World
Tag Titles.
Jack Anderson: This will be another great tag team match. Body Count
are former World Tag Team Champions and they want the titles back.
John Robertson: RedBack will take on Crusher.
Jack Anderson: Crusher is out for revenge for firing him from the
Dingo Pack. RedBack want revenge on Crusher for costing him his match
a few weeks ago.
John Robertson: Plus a US National Title match as Dark Vanity takes on
Dan Watterson.
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity makes his first defence of the US National
Title and he might just lose it in his first defence.
John Robertson: All this and more tonight at New Era!
Jack Anderson: What a night this will be. We are ready for our first match
of the night but first lets go to Anthony Edwards who is standing by with
RedBack.
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(Screen fades into Redback in the locker room before his match with
Crusher, Redback is wearing his wrestling attire of Black trunks and his
red/black ring mask. Anthony Edwards is their to interview
him...........)
Anthony Edwards: Firstly Redback are you still worried about your new
contract in the IWF/WOW?
Redback: Anthony I have decided that I can't do anything about that at
the present, so I am putting it behind me. I am just going to
concentrate on my wrestling and I am sure that the big new contract will
come.
Anthony Edwards: The IWF/WOW officials didn't fine you for your
comments?
Redback: Nope I heard nothing from them. It doesn't matter anyway I
know they want to keep me and I want to stay all they have to do is make
a reasonable offer.
Anthony Edwards: Tonight's match with CRUSHER is a very important match
for you isn't it?
Redback: Every match is important to me but I have been looking forward
to this match. Crusher is a very fine wrestler and I should know his
abilities better than anyone. Crusher has never got the credit his
deserves but I will show him respect in this match because I have
watched him in action many times.
Crusher it was a hard decision to leave you and the Dingo Pack but it
had to be done. I can understand why you want REVENGE for that decision.
I have always been honest with my fans and whilst I am expecting a tough
match tonight I just can't see Crusher winning.
Crusher I know all your moves and I do know how to BEAT YOU. Crusher you
got me mad with your comments of late and you will PAY for those words
tonight.
Anthony Edwards: I for one think you can beat Crusher and I am sure
that most of the wrestling world thinks the same thing. Now looking
forward to the rumble on the 4th, what are your chances in that event?
Redback: Anthony Crusher is a lot better wrestler than you give him
credit for but you are right most people expect me to beat him tonight
and I WILL. Now the rumble for the belt, what an opportunity for a man
like me. Because the incompetent fools of the IWF/WOW don't rank me I
never get a title shot.
I agree with my buddy AoD that luck pays an important part in any
rumble. Look it will be tough to win and you will need some luck but I
expect to be their at the business end of the rumble and be in a
position to walk away with the belt.
Look everyone is talking about the big 4 being the only chances well I
don't believe that is the case. I for one have never been impressed with
the big 4 apart from AJ STANSON but they are the favourites, well in
Australia we are a nation of gamblers and I will have a lot of money
that the winner will come from outside the big 4. In fact I can see the
end of the big 4 domination of this fed, the young talent like me, AoD,
Desert Scorpion, Watterson, Rob Magnum will be the new force of the
IWF/WOW. In my opinion the winner will come from the ELITE stable of
the IWF/WOW the SYNDICATE.
Now I have to go and CRUSH the Crusher.
(Redback leaves for the ring..........)
Anthony Edwards: I agree with Redback, the winner of the Rumble may
come from outside the so called big 4. There is a large amount of
wrestlers in the rumble that are out to prove that they should be the
IWF/WOW world champ. Redback has a good record in rumbles and I predict
him to be their at the end. Now let's go to the commentators and see
Redback in action against his former stable mate Crusher.....
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John Robertson: Revenge match. Crusher was dumped from the Dingo Pack.
RedBack and his manager offered their services to the highest bidder. The
Syndicate made him an offer he couldn't refuse and he became their forth
member. Crusher didn't take being dumped well. He viciously attacked
RedBack leading to this match here on New Era PPV. Both men have been
sporting new attitudes.
Ring Announcer: "Introducing first, from Dublin, Georgia, at 6'1" and 220
pounds, here is Crusher!"
(The crowds cheers as "Crush um" by Crusher plays and a small, thin man
wearing long red trunks with a picture of him on the side walks to the ring.)
Jack Anderson: He's an aerial skilled brawler with good power and technical
skills. RedBack is more of an all round wrestler.
Ring Announcer: "And his opponent, from Sydney, Australia, at 6'5" and 265
pounds, being lead to the ring by his manager, Dingo Dave Dalton, here is
RedBack!"
(There is a mixed reaction but mainly cheers as "Welcome to the Jungle" by
Guns 'n' Roses plays. RedBack is wearing black long trunks with a picture
of a spider on one side and RedBack written in red on the other side. The
muscular RedBack wears a Spiderman-like mask that is coloured red and black.)
DING DING!
Rick Wright: Crusher is considered annoying by a lot of wrestlers but I
don't see why. He finally woke up and dumped RedBack.
John Robertson: Uh ... other way around. Just like that waistlock by
RedBack. RedBack grounds Crusher. Crusher rolls out of the waistlock and
applies a headlock.
Jack Anderson: Thus far there is clean technical wrestling from both men.
Belly to back suplex by RedBack. NO! Cross body block by Crusher!
1 ...
Kickout
Rick Wright: Kneelift by Crusher. These guys need to get down and dirty if
they want revenge.
John Robertson: Crusher delivers a series of elbow smashes to the back of
the head. Crusher tosses RedBack out of the ring. Crusher off the ropes
... plancha!
Jack Anderson: Hardcore! Crusher grabs RedBack and whips him into the
guardrailing. Crusher picks up RedBack and drops him on the guardrail
throat first!
John Robertson: Crusher's new attitude is disturbing. He should have
remained a clean cut wrestler.
Rick Wright: Hey! His career was dead in the water. Now he is looking out
for number 1.
Jack Anderson: Baseball slide by Crusher sends RedBack into the railing!
John Robertson: Crusher is playing the crowd. Grabs RedBack's head ...
he's gonna ram it into the post! No! RedBack pushes Crusher into the post.
RedBack rolls Crusher into the ring. RedBack climbs to the top turnbuckle.
Rick Wright: Crusher falls into the ropes! RedBack crotches the top rope!
Jack Anderson: Crusher goes to the corner ... springboard hurricarana!
John Robertson: Both men are shaken up. Crusher goes for the pin.
1 ...
2 ...
3?
Jack Anderson: Kickout! That was very close. Crusher grabs RedBack for a
piledriver. Blocked! Back drop! No! Sunset flip!
1 ...
2 ...
Kickout!
John Robertson: Clothesline by Crusher! RedBack is down. Elbow drop. Pin!
1 ...
Kickout!
Jack Anderson: Power slam by RedBack! That came out of no more!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT!
John Robertson: Irish whip ... RedBack tries a back drop ... SWINGING
NECKBREAKER BY CRUSHER! Crusher isn't pinning him? Crusher delivers a
series of blows to the head.
Rick Wright: Bust him open! NO! Don't go there! Crusher is going to the
top turnbuckle ... flying legdrop!
John Robertson: Nice coaching. Pin attempt!
1 ...
2 ...
3 NO! Kickout!
Jack Anderson: Crusher stomps on RedBack. Falling headbutt. Crusher
tosses RedBack into the turnbuckle. Crusher rushs into the corner.
John Robertson: RedBack lifts his knee! RedBack grabs Crusher's legs ...
cradle!
1 ...
2 ...
rolled out!
Jack Anderson: Eye gouge by Crusher. The ref is warning him. Crusher
turns his back to RedBack to argue.
Rick Wright: Backward kick! That's a low blow. But in Australia it's not
low. What's is up in North America is down in Aussie land.
John Robertson: Crusher grabs RedBack in a vertical suplex .... reversal!
Jack Anderson: Side suplex by RedBack. Pinfall.
1 ...
2 ...
shoulder up!
John Robertson: Slingshot suplex by RedBack. Pin!
1 ...
2 ...
kickout!
Jack Anderson: SUPER CLAW BY CRUSHER!
Rick Wright: It's over!
John Robertson: RedBack dropkicks Crusher! The hold is broken! Crusher
charges RedBack ...
Jack Anderson: RedBack back dropped Crusher on to the top turnbuckle! I've
never seen that!
John Robertson: RedBack climbs up to the corner. SPIDER DEATH SLAM!
Jack Anderson: Superplex! Pin!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
DING DING DING!
Rick Wright: No! Where was Crusher's revenge?
Ring Announcer: The winner of the match ... REDBACK!
John Robertson: RedBack offers to shake Crusher's hand.
Jack Anderson: What is Crusher waiting for? NO! Crusher kicks RedBack in
the mid-section! DDT!
John Robertson: RedBack is down! Crusher is going outside for a chair!
Dingo Dave Dalton tackles him! Here comes ...
Rick Wright: The mob! I mean the Syndicate! Angle of Death and Body
Count! Crusher is ready to ... what the?
John Robertson: That chicken is running away through the crowd!
Rick Wright: RedBack can't handle Crusher on his own. The Syndicate has to
beat up Crusher as a group.
John Robertson: And your favorites don't?
Rick Wright: This is a New Era!
Rick Wright: Backward kick! That's a low blow. But in Australia it's not
low. What's is up in North America is down in Aussie land.
John Robertson: Crusher grabs RedBack in a vertical suplen!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
DING DING DING!
Rick Wright: No! Where was Crusher's revenge?
Ring Announcer: The winner of the match ... REDBACK!
John Robertson: RedBack offers to shake Crusher's hand.
Jack Anderson: What is Crusher waiting for? NO! Crusher kicks RedBack in
the mid-section! DDT!
John Robertson: RedBack is down! Crusher is going outside for a chair!
Dingo Dave Dalton tackles him! Here comes ...
Rick Wright: The mob! I mean the Syndicate! Angle of Death and Body
Count! Crusher is ready to ... what the?
John Robertson: That chicken is running away through the crowd!
Rick Wright: RedBack can't handle Crusher on his own. The Syndicate has to
beat up Crusher as a group.
John Robertson: And your favorites don't?
Rick Wright: This is a New Era!
Jack Anderson: What action in our first match of the night.
John Robertson: Up next we have a very intresting match. It is for a shot
at the IWF/WOW World Tag Team Titles. We will see two great tag teams go
at it.
Jack Anderson: The former World Tag Team Champions, Body Count, will be
taking on the Southwest Lawmen. Lets go to the ring.
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is set for
one fall. {"Bodycount's in the House" by Bodycount blares} Coming down
the aisle first. Accompanied by Heather........Weighing in at a combined
total of 610 pounds here are "Stunning" Anthony Thomas and "Vicious" Al
Barber.............BODY COUNT!!!!! {crowd gives a loud pop}
And their opponents.....{theme from Walker: Texas Ranger blares over the
loud system} accompanied to the ring by Desperado Ric
Rivas..........weighting in at a combined total of 465 pounds here are
"Sheriff" Lance Hornaday and "Ranger" Slim Torres.............THE
SOUTHWEST LAWMEN!!!!!!!!!!! {mixed reactions}
Robertson: This one should be a great match. It's too tough to make a
decision as to who's gonna win. It looks like ti will be Barber
starting off against Torres in there and the bell rings and we're
underway. Both men lock up in the middle of the ring and a standing side
headlock by Torres.
Anderson: Barber throws Torres off the ropes. Torres comes back.
Sleeper by Barber. Torres quickly drops and a nice jawbreaker and Barber
is on his knees grabbing his jaw. Torres takes advantage and dropkicks
him to the face while on his knees. Barber is down and hurt.
Wright: Torres up to the top ropes as Barber starts to get up. FLYING
CROSS BODY PRESS!!!!!! The count
1
2
3.........no kickout by Barber. That was close.
Anderson: Torres is keeping the advantage as he tags in Hornaday.
Double suplex. Nice tag work. Both men are still in the ring. Double
dropkick. Torres finally leaves the ring. Hornaday scoops him up. Nice
slam. Irish whip into the corner. Hornaday charges and leaps BARBER
MOVES!!!!!!!! Hornaday nailed his head off that steel post too. Both men
are down and Barber is struggling towards his corner. Wait Torres enters
and pulls Barber back over to the other side of the ring.
Robertson: Thomas enters to stop it but the ref is stopping him. Torres
is pounding on Barber now in their corner. He climbs to the top.
SOMMERSAULT SPLASH!!!!!!! Barber is down and hurt. Hornaday is rolled
out of the ring by Rivas and the ref didn't see the tag but is letting
Torres stay in. He must has forgotten in all the confusion just who the
legal man is.
Anderson: Torres with a frankensteiner. He hooks the legs like Rey
Misterio does.
1
2
Wright: Barber turns it into a sunset flip type pin.
1
2
KICKOUT BY TORRES!!!!
Anderson: Torres is quickly up to his feet and he places a boot to the
head of Barber. Hornaday meanwhile JUST got back onto the apron and
appears a little groggy. Torres climbs to the top. DOUBLE AXE HANDLE
SMASH!!!!! NO PUNCH TO THE GOT BY BARBER!!!!! Both men are down but
Torres starts moving. He's slowly making his way up as Barber inches
towards his corner for the tag. Torres notices and
lunges................BARBER MADE THE TAG TO THOMAS!!!!!!
Robertson: Thomas in and he clotheslines Torres over the top ropes to
the outside. He charges over and knocks Hornaday off the apron into the
guardrail with a forearm smash. He's cleared the ring. Torres is taking
a breather on the outside.
Wright: Thomas comes up from behind and rolls him back into the ring.
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!!!! He's all over him now. He sends Torres off
the ropes. EAR RINGER!!!!!! He quickly drops a leg across the head of
Torres. Thomas is in control. He scoops up Torres. Nice bodyslam.
Thomas picks up Torres......VERTICAL SUPLEX!!!!!
Robertson: Look at that POWER. He's still got him up there in the air.
And he drops it. Torres arches his back in pain. He's setting him up for
a powerbomb. Hornaday is on the top ropes. DROPKICK FROM THE TOP ROPES
BY HORNADAY!!!!!!! That one may have knocked Thomas out. Torres has no
clue what's going on either though. The ref is counting both men down.
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
BOTH MEN ARE UP!!!
Wright: Both men charge each other.....DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE AND BOTH MEN
ARE DOWN.
Anderson: They're pretty close to Bodycount's corner though. Thomas
reaches up and tags in Barber. Hornaday comes in and charges Barber.
BACKBODY DROP TO THE OUTSIDE BY BARBER.
Wright: Barber is all over Torres. Sitting on his shoulders firing away
with rights and lefts. He picks up Torres. SIDEWALK SLAM!!!!! He stays
ontop and nails him with a backbreaker!!!!! He picks up
Torres..........Inverted DDT!!!!!!!!!!
Robertson: This one could be over shortly. BARBER LIFTS TORRES ONTO HIS
SHOULDERS IT COULD BE PARTY'S OVER TIME!!!!!! NO HORNADAY HAS THE REF
DISTRACTED AS RIVAS ENTERS THE RING FROM BEHIND. Thomas Jumps for the
bulldog. RIVAS TAKES OUT BARBER'S LEG. Barber is down holding his leg
and Thomas missed and landed on his back. All three men are down in the
ring as Rivas now picks up Thomas. DDT!!!!!!!!!! He puts Torres's arm
across Thomas's chest.
Wright: The ref looks back now and starts to count.
1
2
FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!!! WHERE'D HE FIND THE STRENGTH????????
Robertson: Hornaday is back in their corner now and nodody in the ring
is moving. Both members of Body Count are in there as is Torres. Torres
starts to crawl towards his corner. He makes the tag and in comes
Hornaday.
Anderson: He throws Thomas to the outside. He picks up Barber. HE'S
GOING FOR THE COLLAR!!!!!!! He starts to run...........BARBER SLIPS OFF
THE BACK. Hornaday turns around and LEVELS Barber with a clothesline.
Hornaday with a body slam and he seems to have things in control now as
Thomas is back on the apron. Hornaday is on the top ropes and he points
as Barber. FLYING CLOTHESLINE!!!!!! He ain't done just yet. He goes up
to the top ropes. ANOTHER FLYING CLOTHESLINE!!!!!!
Wright: This guy is really impressing me. He picks up Barber now and
throws him over the top ropes to the outside. Right in his corner too.
He stands on the apron and Rivas picks up Barber then steps
back.....CLOTHESLINE FROM THE APRON BY HORNADAY!!!!!! He now picks him
up for a bodyslam and rams Barber's back into the steel post. He goes
for an irish whip into the steel steps. REVERSAL BY BARBER!!
Anderson: Barber rolls back into the ring. He is lying there as Rivas
rolls Hornaday back into the ring. Barber works his way over to his
corner crawling but Hornaday makes the tag first. Torres comes flying
over and dives, grabbing Barber's leg so he can't make the tag. Barber
looks back and sees Torres and starts kicking at him. He plants one
right between Torres eyes. HE MAKES THE TAG!!!!! Thomas grabs Torres and
TAKEOVER SUPLEX!!!!!!! He picks him up again.
Robertson: RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX. He grabs Torres legs and goes for a
figure four leg lock. SMALL PACKAGE BY TORRES!!!!!!!!
1
2
KICKOUT BY THOMAS
Wright: Thomas picks up Torres and goes for a powerbomb. TORRES WITH A
FRANKENSTEINER COUNTER!!!!!!!! He now picks up Thomas and PILEDRIVER.
Robertson: Hornaday enters the ring. WE'RE GONNA SEE THE CASE
CLOSED!!!!! Hornaday picks up Thomas for the running powerslam. Torres
is perched on the top ropes. He runs. THOMAS SLIPS OFF THE BACK.
TORRES LEAPS FOR HIS MOONSAULT NOT KNOWING THIS HAPPENED. HE
ACCIDENTALLY NAILED HORNADAY.
Anderson: Both men are quickly up yet stunned. Torres turns around and
Thomas charges with a clothesline. TORRES DUCKED AND HORNADAY GOT NAILED
WITH THE CLOTHESLINE!!!!! He didn't know Hornaday was right behind him
and it was pure instinct to duck that clothesline. Hornaday went falling
to the outside.
Wright: Thomas places Torres on the top ropes. BELLY TO BACK SUPERPLEX
OR AS THOMAS CALLS IT THE STUNNER. He's not covering him. In comes
Barber. THEY'RE GONNA GO FOR THE PARTY'S OVER BEFORE THEY END THIS ONE.
Robertson: Barber lifts him on his shoulders. Thomas leaps and nails
the bulldog off his shoulder. THE PARTY IS OVER FOR THE SOUTHWEST
LAWMEN!!!!!!!!!! Thomas covers
1
2
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Announcer: The winner of this match as a result of pinfall. TEAM OF
"VICIOUS" AL BARBER AND "STUNNING" ANTHONY THOMAS................BODY
COUNT!!!!!!!!!!!! {The crowd gives a huge pop}
Anderson: That was a see saw match-up if I've ever seen one.
Robertson: Body Count has GOTTA be looking at America's Least Wanted
now. Octane and Joe Kidd. Take a look at your opponents down that road.
BODY COUNT!!!!!
Wright: Body Count can't beat ALW. NOBODY can beat ALW!!!!
Jack Anderson: We will see that match in the weeks to come. Body Count will be
taking on ALW or whoever the tag champs are.
John Robertson: We still have much more to come here tonight. Our next match
is the US National Title match but lets go to both men before we go to the ring.
===============================================================================
Todd Hendrix: I am now backstage with Dan "The Man" Watterson who is
ready for his US National title match against Dark Vanity. Dan, how do
you feel?
Dan: I feel great, Todd. I can and will prove the "experts" wrong.
Vanity, this is your first title defense. I don't think you will have
that title with you for any triangle match against Shawn Riser and Martin
Richards.
Todd: How bad do you want the title?
Dan: Bad enough. Vanity, if you as Mike Bilodeau are still to concerned
about "shooting", I think he will lose.
Todd: Any last comments?
Dan: Yeah. I hope that after this match, every win I get, whether I win
tonight or lose,will not be an upset. That's one thing that has bothered
me for a while. Vanity, I will give the performance of my life tonight
and in 3 days at the ID4 Rumble!
Todd: Let's go to Anthony Edwards who is with the manger of Dark Vanity.
===============================================================================
(Anthony Edwards is backstage with Mike Bilodeau to talk about the DV/Dan
Waterson match.)
Anthony Edwards: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am standing back here with Mike
Bilodeau. He is preparing Dark Vanity for his title defense against Dan
Waterson. Mike, how have you prepared for this match?
Mike Bilodeau: I think that is totally irrelevant at this time. Edwards,
that's not the reason I want to talk to the people of the IWF/WOW right now.
Dark Vanity has his first title defense EVER. But, that is irrelavant
right now as well. I have something on my mind and I need to talk about it.
There is
someone in the building tonight that I was once very close with, and you know
who I am talking about, Shawn Roy, Shawn Riser, whatever the hell he's
calling himself. He's been ignoring me. He has said nothing about what I
have been preaching for the past few weeks. I want to ask SHAWN ROY, not
RISER, to a FACE TO FACE INTERVIEW at the next IWF/WOW card. I want an
apology from him, or a challenge to end it all. Edwards, that's all.
Anthony Edwards: I don't believe it. Now lets go back to ringside for the match.
===============================================================================
John Robertson: Our next match is for the US National title. Dan Watterson
defeated the Franchise to gain this opportunity.
Jack Anderson: I doubt Watterson has a chance to win. But then again he is
on a roll.
Rick Wright: With his new friends, Watterson is sure to win. I don't care
what you say Watterson is an up and comer.
Ring Announcer: "Introducing the challenger, from Philadelphia,
Pennsylvania, at 6'4" and 250 pounds, here is Dan 'The Man' Watterson!"
(There is a mixed reaction with more boos as well built man wearing blue
trunks and black boots walks to the ring.)
Jack Anderson: Watterson is an all around athlete. But I don't know what
to think about his association with Lord Robert d'Artois. His career has
taken off but I think Pain Plus could have done the same for him.
Ring Announcer: "Introducing the US National champion, from Utica, New
York, at 6'3" and 230 pounds, being lead to the ring by Sandy Fox, here is
Dark Vanity!"
(The crowd boos as "Pepper" by the Butthole Surfers begins to fill the
arena. The arena lights go red and Dark Vanity is lowered from the ceiling
by a noose around his neck. There is blood around his neck and his eyes are
closed. Dark Vanity is wearing a black mask and black long trunks.)
Rick Wright: Don't let his act distort the fact that he is a high flyer and
good technician.
John Robertson: Who are you going to cheer for Rick?
Rick Wright: Can't ... concentrate ... too ... much ... pain ... head hurts.
(Dark Vanity grabs the microphone.)
Dark Vanity: I have made a lot of mistakes in my career. My biggest mistake
came last Christmas when I turned my back on a good friend of mine. Martin
Richards, I apologize with my heart and hope that we could mend our
friendship. Richards, you can trust me because I am a changed man.
Richards, I want to ask if you will help me in my crusade to destroy Shawn
Riser and John Jennings once and for all. Please, Martin, I need your help.
Thank you.
DING DING DING!
John Robertson: Both men start brawling immediately!
Rick Wright: Alright! No more technical smechnical. Rip each other apart!
Jack Anderson: Watterson is really aggressive. Roundhouse right sends Dark
Vanity into the corner. Watterson unloads on DV in the corner.
John Robertson: Dark Vanity rakes the eyes. Rope burn. Axe handle to the
back. Kick to the back of the knee. Vanity is taking control. Hot shot!
Watterson is down. Elbow drop. Knee drop. Choke hold! The referee is
warning Dark Vanity.
Rick Wright: Who says cheaters never prosper?
Jack Anderson: Irish whip ... clothesline ... no, duckdown. Watterson off
the other side ... dropkick.
John Robertson: Clothesline by Dark Vanity ... NO! Duckdown again!
Northern Lights Suplex by Watterson!
1 ...
2 ...
KICKOUT!
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity stomps on Watterson's toe. Punch to the head.
Kick to the head! Watterson falls down to his knees. Dark Vanity stomps at
his face! Boot to the throat! He's crushing his throat!
Rick Wright: Hardcore! Satanic! Whatever you call it call me cause I want
to watch!
John Robertson: Is there gonna be some technical wrestling? The referee
breaks the choke. Dark Vanity walks back towards Dan ... headbutt to the
stomach but Watterson. He pulls Dark Vanity's tights, sending him outside.
Jack Anderson: Sandy Fox jumps on the apron. The referee goes over to talk
to her. Dark Vanity pulls something from his tights ... nails Watterson!
Sandy Fox jumps down. Vanity rolls back into the ring.
Rick Wright: Smart move with the lovely Sandy Fox distracting the referee.
John Robertson: Scorpion deathlock by Dark Vanity!
Jack Anderson: Inside cradle by Watterson!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
Rick Wright: Put on your glasses! The referee is saying 2 only. You are
as blind as the typical IWF/WOW fan.
John Robertson: Throat chop by Dark Vanity. Chokes Watterson on the second
rope! The referee is warning him.
Jack Anderson: DV backs off and is arguing with the referee.
Rick Wright: Sandy Fox is raking Watterson's eyes! I love that woman!
John Robertson: DV off the ropes ... lands on the back of Watterson, who
was still draped over the ropes.
Rick Wright: Big Bubba and Kevin Nash use that move a lot.
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity is playing the crowd ... he is standing on the
second turnbuckle. He should be focusing on ... OH! Flying reverse elbow
drop from Dark Vanity!
John Robertson: 1 ...
2 ...
shoulder up!
Jack Anderson: Body slam by Dark Vanity ... NO! small package by Watterson!
1 ...
2 ...
kickout!
John Robertson: Spinebuster slam by Watterson! The cover ...
1 ...
2 ...
kickout!
Jack Anderson: Slingshot by Watterson ... senton by Watterson! Crotch slam
by Watterson ... cover!
1 ...
2 ...
kickout!
John Robertson: Abdominal stretch by Watterson. He is using the ropes of
leverage!
Rick Wright: Look at that intelligence. Every time the referee looks he
releases the rope.
John Robertson: Hip toss by Dark Vanity releases the hold. Neck snap by
DV! Clothesline by DV!
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity tosses Watterson out of the ring. The referee
is ordering him to keep the match in the ring.
Rick Wright: Sandy Fox doing what she does best! A purse shot to the head!
HAHA! Women's lib!
John Robertson: Can't she trust Dark Vanity to get the job done? Watterson
is laid out on the floor.
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity rolls out of the ring ... irish whip into the
guardrailing! Rams Watterson's head into the railing. Kick to the
mid-section. Here comes a power bomb!
John Robertson: Frankensteiner out of no where by Watterson! Ouch!
Rick Wright: What's that sound? I hear ... Macarena music? Look at that
guy in the front row he brought his own boom box and he is doing the
Macarena! HAHA!
Jack Anderson: That's Matt Booth! He's Dark Vanity's friend! Sandy Fox
jumps on the apron and is doing the Macarena? The referee is ordering her
to get down.
John Robertson: Watterson is getting up slowly on the outside. Matt Booth
brains him with the boom box!
Jack Anderson: Dark Vanity is on the apron. Fox gets down ... Moonsault by
Dark Vanity to the outside!
John Robertson: Watterson lifts his knees! Both men are hurt on the outside!
Rick Wright: Stop screaming like a little girl.
John Robertson: Here comes ... Lord Robert d'Artois and Marie de Cressay!
Sandy Fox and Marie de Cressay are brawling!
Rick Wright: Cat fight!
Jack Anderson: d'Artois attacks Matt Booth! He drags him over the railing!
d'Artois is stomping the snot out of Booth!
John Robertson: I hope he stomps the Macarena out of him.
Rick Wright: Watterson slams Dark Vanity's head into the ring apron
repeatedly. Rolls him into the ring.
Jack Anderson: Leg drop by Watterson. Picks up Dark Vanity ... irish whip ...
John Robertson: d'Artois has Booth's chair! He has it over his head!
Booth is down ...
Jack Anderson: REVERSAL BY DARK VANITY! Watterson's head hit the chair!
Rick Wright: Cover!
1 ...
2 ...
3!
John Robertson: Was that an accident? Lord Robert d'Artois lifted a chair
to hit Matt Booth but Watterson was thrown into the ropes and the chair hit
the back of his head.
DING DING DING!
Ring Announcer: The winner of the match and still US National champion ...
DARK VANITY!
Jack Anderson: Well d'Artois still brained Booth. But he is looking at his
stablemate in the ring. The women have separated as the Higher Power leaves
victorious.
John Robertson: What's going to happen? Lord Robert is in the ring with
Marie. They are checking on Watterson. They help him up. Someone is going
to get it now.
Rick Wright: No way! Stables are closer that family. See! They are
leaving together. No problems in the Aristocracy.
Jack Anderson: What a finish. Dark Vanity retains his title using every
underhanded tactic he could think of.
Rick Wright: I guess Shawn Riser and Martin Richards will get an
opportunity to get his hands on Dark Vanity and maybe his title too.
John Robertson: Lets now go to some comments from Tommy Nightmare!
===============================================================================
(Tommy Nightmare and Todd Hendrix are in the locker room. Tommy Nightmare
is ready for his match against The Russian Wolf.)
TODD HENDRIX:"Tommy Nightmare,tonight has to be a big night for you.
Tonight you are going to face The Russian Wolf,your hated rival,in a
Falls Count Anywhere match."
TOMMY NIGHTMARE:"That's right. Ivan,I've said it over and over again.
Tonight it's gonna end. Somebody's got to go. Are you ready to go Ivan?"
TODD HENDRIX:"Yes,you seem to be determined to end your bitter feud
tonight. You and The Wolf have never been in a one on one match,with the
exception of the cage match that ended in a no contest."
TOMMY NIGHTMARE:"Right again. I'm going to rid the IWF/WOW of one "Wolf"
tonight. Actually,I want to talk to Ivan one last time,so you can get out
of here."
(Tommy looks threateningly at Todd Hendrix,who quickly leaves.)
TOMMY NIGHTMARE:(quietly)"Ivan, how does it feel? Knowing that this is
the end. Knowing that you have a very short time left here. You know it
and I know it. You've never beaten me. You've never hurt me. I've
destroyed you every time we've met. I've always said to myself,`I'll get
him next time'. Tonight Ivan,there will be no `next time'.
(Tommy becomes very quiet,almost whispering.)
"Tonight Ivan,`The Wolf' is done forever. Look into my eyes and know I
speak the truth."
(The camera zooms in on Tommy's eyes. It then fades.)
===============================================================================
John Robertson: The match we have now is sure to be an all-out war, as Tommy
Nightmare is about to take on the Russian Wolf, Ivan Schmirov, in a Falls
Count Anywhere Match. This type of match is right up both of there alleys, so
I honestly don't know who to call.
Jack Anderson: Nor do I, Robertson. Both these men are exceptional hardcore
brawlers, and they are really going to let loose in this match.
Rick Wright: This is going to be great! A match with no rules, and with two
great hardcore brawlers! What could be better?
John Robertson: Ugggh, I can see what this match is going to be like. Let's
get to the ring announcer.
RA: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a Falls Count Anywhere
Match!!!
Coming down the aisle, (The arena is silent, and most fans boo), from
Siberia, weighing 300 pounds, Ivan Schmirov, The Russian Wolf!!!!!!! (The
Wolf is wearing long trunks covered with fur, and boots the same. He has
long, unkempt hair and a beard. He is a top notch brawler, good at brawling
and cheating.)
Now coming down the aisle, ("Man in the Box", by Alice in Chains plays and
some fans cheer, some boo), from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing 270
pounds, Tommy Nightmare!!!!!!! (He is very black pants the have "King of
Hardcore" written on them in red, and a shirt with the same, as well as black
boots. Nightmare is a hardcore brawler, good at brawling and cheating.)
DING DING DING!!!!
John Robertson: There's the bell and we are underway! Both men encircling one
another here in the opening seconds of the match. NIghtmare and Schmirov both
seem a little unsure of what to try to do. This should be interesting, both
these men have similar styles, and are of similar size, so they should
complement each other nicely.
Jack Anderson: True, but the Wolf does have a bit of a size advantage, and
that could play in his favor if the match lasts a long time, as I'm sure it
will.
Rick Wright: Enough already! Let's start the action!
John Robertson: Hold your horses. Schmirov and Nightmare lock up, neither man
gaining the advantage...wait....Schmirov turning up the power....BODYSLAM BY
THE RUSSIAN WOLF!!! Schmirov wasting no time yanking Nightmare to his feet
and........ GUT WRENCH SUPLEX!!!!!! Legdrop now by Schmirov!!!! Another!!!
Now an elbow drop!!!!! CHOKEHOLD!!!! Schmirov with a vicious chokehold locked
on Tommy Nightmare!!! Nightmare is fading rapidly.
Jack Anderson: If Nightmare doesn't figure out some way to escape this choke,
the match could end a lot quicker than he'd like.
Rick Wright: A lot quicker than I'd like, too. Nightmare had better get out
of that choke.
John Robertson: I think Nightmare is almost out of it. Wait! Elbow to the
midsection of the Wolf!!! Another!! The hold is broken, but momentarily!!!
Another elbow!! Breaks the hold; perhaps for good! Nightmare bouncing off the
ropes and.....FLYING CLOTHESLINE BY TOMMY NIGHTMARE!!!!!! Schmirov goes down
hard!!!! A cover.....
1.......
2.............
Kickout by Ivan Schmirov!!!
Rick Wright: Nightmare should know better than that. That was a powerful
clothesline, but Schmirov is able to take a lot more punishment than that.
John Robertson: I agree. Schmirov getting to his feet...Nightmare again
bouncing off the ropes....ANOTHER FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! This one knocks
Schmirov to the outside!!!
Rick Wright: Yes!!! Now we can really see some action.
Jack Anderson: Don't forget that this is a Falls Count Anywhere matchup,
therefore a pin can occur anywhere in the building.
John Robertson: Good point. Nightmare has followed to the outside, where
Schmirov is beginning to shake the cobwebs. Wait...OH MY GOD!!!!!! Nightmare
is smashing Schmirov's head REPEATEDLY against the retaining barrier!!! Once!
Twice!! Three times!! FOUR!! FIVE TIMES!!!!! Schmirov drops to the floor!!!!
A cover by Nightmare.....
1.....
2..........
KICKOUT BY SCHMIROV!!!!!
Jack Anderson: Unbelievable kickout by the Russian Wolf!!!
John Robertson: What action so far, and we have only just begun this
matchup!!! Nightmare now, setting up Schmirov...PILEDRIVER ON THE OUTSIDE OF
THE RING!!!! Nightmare has a chair!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! DDT by Tommy
Nightmare!!!!! Nightmare has just DDT'd Schmirov on the steel chair!!!! What
next???
Rick Wright: This is great!!!! This Tommy Nightmare is so resourceful.
John Robertson: Well, there ARE no DQ's in the match, so I guess this is
justified. Oh no. Nightmare picking up the Russian Wolf!! He throws him on a
media table near the corner of the ring!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! Nightmare is
entering the ring, and going upstairs!!! MOONSAULT BY TOMMY NIGHTMARE ON
SCHMIROV THROUGH THE- NO!!!!! SCHMIROV MOVES!!!!!!! He moves!!! Nightmare
goes THROUGH the oak table!!!!! Both men are down and hurt!!! Oh god,
Schmirov is up!!! He is holding a slab of wood from the broken table!!!! OH
MY GOD!!! Schmirov just belted Nightmare upside the head with a slab of oaken
wood!!!! And again!!!!! ANOTHER HIT!! This one to the neck of Tommy
Nightmare!!!! STONE COLD STUNNER BY SCHMIROV!!! A cover.....
1.....
2..........
3..................
NO!! A KICKOUT!!! Nightmare amazingly kicked out at the last second!!!
Jack Anderson: You know, seeing this, I really don't know if either of these
men will ever be able to pin the other. These two wrestlers have
extraordinary resilience.
John Robertson: Very true. It's going to take a serious beating before one of
these men gets pinned. Schmirov still in control here, however. Oh no...IRISH
WHIP BY SCHMIROV SENDS NIGHTMARE TO THE STEEL RINGPOST!!!! Schmirov now,
bashing Nightmare's head against the CORNER of the steel steps!!! Oh my God,
is Nightmare busted wide open now!! I don't believe what I'm seeing!!
Schmirov has lifted the steel steps and....OH GOD!!! IVAN SCHMIROV JUST THREW
THE STEEL STEPS DOWN ONTO THE FACE OF TOMMY NIGHTMARE!!!!! I don't believe
it!! Schmirov standing back..TAUNTING NIGHTMARE!!! He's telling him to get
up!!! Nightmare struggling to get to his feet...no! He falls down again!!!
Rick Wright: This is MAYHEM!!! This is fantastic!!!
John Robertson: We're all thrilled to know you're enjoying yourself, Wright.
Nightmare is trying to get up again, to the taunts of Schmirov. Nightmare
almost up...NO!!! Axehandle by Schmirov over the back of Tommy Nightmare
sends him down....wait!!! Nightmare trying to stand again, with renewed
energy!!!! Schmirov with a hard right hand to the face, NIGHTMARE ANSWERS
WITH A RIGHT OF HIS OWN!!!!! Another by Schmirov! Another by Nightmare!!!
Fisticuffs developing here!! Nightmare is GAINING the upper hand!! Despite
the vicious beating he has just taken!!! HOLY GOD!!! HUGE European Uppercut
by Tommy Nightmare has just knocked the Russian Wolf INTO THE CROWD!!!!
IWF/WOW fans are backing away, leaving their seats!!! Tommy Nightmare
grabbing one of the chair.....HE SMASHES OVER THE FALLEN WOLF!!! The chair is
BROKEN!!!! Nightmare grabs another!!! He BREAKS that one over Schmirov
too!!!! A cover.....
1........
2..............
A KICKOUT!!!!!! Great Ceaser's ghost!!!! How in Heaven and Hell did Schmirov
kick out of that!!!
Rick Wright: Three words: Will to win. Schmirov's got it. But then again, so
does Nightmare. That's why this is such a hardfought battle.
John Robertson: Amazing!!!! Some actually INTELLIGENT comments from Rick
Wright!
Rick Wright: An insult! I should sue.
John Robertson: Oh, just shut up. Nightmare has Schmirov now, AMIDST THE
CROWD, and....SIDEWALK SLAM BY NIGHTMARE!!!! Schmirov is down, but he's
getting up somehow and...HE HAS A CHAIR!!! He swings!!! NIGHTMARE DODGES!!!
Schmirov is obviously still a little shaky from that brutal attack a minute
ago. Wait...Schmirov throws the chair at Nightmare! Nightmare CATCHES IT!!!
SCHMIROV DROPKICKS THE CHAIR INTO TOMMY NIGHTMARE!!! Unbelievable maneuver!!!
Jack Anderson: Tell me again how "shaky" Schmirov is.
John Robertson: Well, he appeared shook up. Nightmare back up again though,
as usual, and we have another fisticuff forming now!!!! Both men brawling
throughout the crowd, Schmirov, however, gaining the upper hand this time.
The two men are by the retaining barrier entering the aisle now, with
Schmirov hammering Nightmare. OH MY GOD!!!! Schmirov has lifted Nightmare
over his head and....HE DROPS HIM ONTO THE RETAINING BARRIER!!! Nightmare
smacks his head hard, and falls out of the crowd and into the aisle!!! What a
show of strength by Ivan Schmirov.
Rick Wright: You know, with the determination I'm seeing know, the Wolf just
might be able to win this match.
John Robertson: It's not over yet, Rick Wright. Nightmare opened up his head
a little more on that fall, and he is really bleeding. That drop really hurt
Tommy Nightmare, and he is lying in the aisle, hardly moving. Schmirov still
amid the crowd and...wait... Who? It's Dancing Lion!!! Dancing Lion is
rushing down the aisle, with his Singapore cane, "My arm"!!! Lion is next to
Nightmare!!! LION IS BELABORING NIGHTMARE WITH VICIOUS HITS WITH THAT
SINGAPORE CANE!!!!! Again and again!! Nightmare is powerless to do anything
about it!!!
Jack Anderson: Is the Russian Wolf in league with Dancing Lion on this
attack, do you think?
Rick Wright: I don't know about that, but I do know that Tommy Nightmare's
looking a little worse for wear after that, don't you agree?
Jack Anderson: He certainly is.
John Robertson: Indeed. Wait...Schmirov hopping over into the aisle with a
chair!! This looks very bad indeed for Tommy Nightmare!! What!!! SCHMIROV
JUST HIT DANCING LION WITH THE CHAIR!! And again!!! Lion falls over and looks
stunned!!! Dancing Lion has grabbed his cane, and has retreated back to the
locker room area. Apparently Schmirov wants Nightmare to himself. Schmirov
turning back to Nightmare..CLOTHSLINE BY NIGHTMARE!!! I don't believe!! In an
instant, Nightmare jumped up, and laid out Schmirov with a clothesline!!!!
That few seconds where Schmirov fought off Dancing Lion gave him a second's
breather to recover a bit!!!
Jack Anderson: Unbelievable perserverence being shown here by Tommy
Nightmare.
John Robertson: I'll agree to that. Schmirov back on his feet though, and the
fist brawl starts again!!! Both men hammering each other with fists, and they
are heading backstage to the locker room area!!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! They
have brawled in the ring, outside the ring, through the crowd, in the aisle,
and now they are heading towards the locker rooms!!!! The two men have
disapperaed into the entrance to the locker rooms!!! We'll try to get a
camera hookup back there.
Rick Wright: This is great!! Maybe they'll get some other wrestlers, and we
can have a Royal Rumble NOW!!!!!
Jack Anderson: Actually, with what we've seen so far in this match, I
wouldn't completely rule that out yet!
John Robertson: Nor would I. We have a camera hookup now, and...OH MY GOD!!!
NIGHTMARE IS SMASHING SCHMIROV'S HEAD OFF THE CONCRETE WALL!!!!! NUMEROUS
TIMES!!!!! Both men busted up and bloodied, but trying hard to win.
Wait...Nightmare has found a METAL TRASH CAN!!!!!! HE THROWS IT AT THE
WOLF!!!! Wait a minute...POWERBOMB BY TOMMY NIGHTMARE!!!! PILEDRIVER NOW BY
NIGHTMARE!! What a display of strength by Nightmare!!! And the floor back
there is CONCRETE, I do believe, at least where they are!!! Nightmare now,
whipping Schmirov into a door!!! Wait...NIGHTMARE HAS JUST THROW SCHMIROV
THROUGH THE DOOR!!!! We have no cameras there!!!! Ladies and gentlemen,
please be patient while we attempt to find out what's happening!
Rick Wright: Who cares? All I care about is SOMEONE is getting the bejesus
beat out of them!!
John Robertson: Another deep intellectual thought from our friend here.
Wait!! Nightmare and Schmirov have reappeared at the entrance to the aisle!!!
Nightmare STILL has the trash can!!! He SMASHES IT OVER SCHMIROV'S HEAD!!!
Wait..NIGHTMARE HAS JUST PUT SCHMIROV IN THE TRASH CAN!! And he is KICKING it
DOWN THE AISLE towards the ring!! That can't be a fun ride for the Wolf!!!
They have reached the ring, and Nightmare pulls out the Wolf, and tosses him
in the ring!!! Nightmare follows him and...BAD DREAM DDT!!!!! ANOTHER BAD
DREAM DDT!!!!! A THIRD!!! Three Bad Dreams!!!!! A cover by Nightmare....
1........
2.............
3.....................
DING DING DING!!!!
RA: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner....TOMMY
NIGHTMARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
John Robertson: Unbelieveable!!!! A bloodied, brusied, and beaten Tommy
Nightmare pins the Russian Wolf, Ivan Schmirov, after THREE Bad Dream
DDT's!!!!!
Rick Wright: Now THAT was a match!!!
Jack Anderson: It certainly was, and Nightmare has plenty to be proud of as
he heads back to the locker room- wait...IT'S DANCING LION!!! Dancing Lion
again!! He came out earlier, when Nightmare was down, and he beat him soundly
with his Singapore Cane!!!
John Robertson: Nightmare sees him, and he is none too happy!! Both men meet
in the aisle, and we have another brawl going on!!! Nightmare and Dancing
Lion are brawling back to the locker room areas!
Jack Anderson: Lets go backstage with the World Tag Team Champs, America's
Least Wanted! But first lets hear from Sudden Death!
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(Scene fades in to the Sudden Death locker room door. Anthony Edwards
appears, looking just a little nervous, and knocks. The door whips open
almost instantly, scaring him, and a Alfred Hitchcock-like voice blares out
"Come In". Edwards walks in. Genocide is standing on the bench, sparring
against an imaginary opponent with various lightning fast kicks, wearing his
black amateur trunks. War Machine is sitting on the bench, drooped over, with
a towel draped over the back of his head, saying nothing and not moving.
Genocide does a moonsault from the top of the bench and lands on the floor,
then hops over to Edwards and pats him on the back.)
Anthony Edwards: Uh, hi....I came to get your comments on your match tonight
with ALW.....
Genocide: What will words matter at this point? The warning has been given,
the threat recieved, and it has been taken lightly. Tis a pity for them...but
the sheer joy of the moment that is about to happen is only escalated for us.
Anthony Edwards: Why is that?
Genocide: You see..bringing the world to the brim of chaos isn't a very fun
job. It has its entertainments, like sending those two Cartoon Network
rejects the Shadow Warriors crashing down upon their already cracking spines
of money, power and percieved toughness. So far, we've taken to pieces
everything this federation's throw at us...NA Alliance, Mega Powers, Japanese
Dragons, Wrecking Crew, Vegas Connection, Shadow Warriors...and we took Body
Count above and beyond their limits. Whenever we introduce the mere brink of
the brimstone of the Doctrine to these people...when we watch the ice colt
acidic liquids of terror and fear begin to flow from their body like a
balloon with a hole...it brings a smile to my face...it brings me pleasure
that cannot be equaled in any other medium....such is the upside of
introducing small minded idealist facist feebs to the pleasure-spiked pain of
TOTAL ANARCHY. And well, tonight, ALW has cast us aside. They see us as "war
mongerers" with "big mouths". And they expect to blow through us....and what
will bring even more joy to my life will be the combined look of terror, fear
and shock as their lips turn white and crack as they realize the uselessness
of their plight....as they fumblingly scream and head far away, away from the
overwhelmingly might of the waves of the Doctrine that suddenly overwhelm
them. And I will laugh. Loud and Long.
Anthony Edwards: (gives a nervous laugh) Should you win the titles, what are
your plans?
Genocide: Should? An ugly green muppet once said "Do or do not, there is no
try"..or should...or maybe. There's a fifty percent balance in
everything...it will happen, or it won't. And ALW will relinquish possesion
of the tag belts to us tonight. We will be the first team this federation has
ever had that knows the TRUE possibility those titles can possess...what they
can make happen, what they can accomplish. ALW has said they turn on the Fast
Forward when they see us on TV....too bad they won't be able to Fast Forward
the horrific experience they are about to be on the recieving end of....Once
those titles are within the grasp of the Doctrine...the blood of the
everlasting missionaries of our cause that soak the ground due the inability
to accept the truth that this planet displays will finally be worth it.
Anthony Edwards: Okay, then....WHEN you win the titles...who's first in line
for a shot?
Genocide: The winner of the Lawmen/Body Count match. We highly prefer it be
Body Count, as we have something to prove that didn't occur in our first
match, but we won't pass up the oppurtunity to show a pair of self puffed
persons inflated with their pitiful authority that the only law in this world
is those who can kill, kill, and those who can't, die. I leave you with this
reminder....
We are the masters of your destinies....
You are but fools of such fate
The earth is but a mere tool of conquest
It shall be drenched it chaos...and HATE!!!
CHAOS DOCTRINE FOR LIFE.
(Genocide flips a switch on his stereo and "1996" by Marilyn Manson blasts at
full volume as Anthony Edwards leaves and the screen fades to a bloody red)
================================================================================
(Joe Kidd and Octane arrive at the Ottawa airport. Todd Hendrix is there
greeting wrestlers arriving for the IWF/WOW New Era PPV.)
Hendrix: America's Least Wanted! Over here!
Kidd: So this is the Nation's capital, eh? Wait a minute ... Where is the
PPV held? The Corel Centre in ... Kanata? Where the F*** is that?
Hendrix: It's a suburb of Ottawa. Apparently, someone thought that people
would like to drive to the middle of a farm field to watch sporting events.
It is ridiculious but remember these are the same people that hired Mel
Bridgman as a General Manager of a professional hockey team.
Octane: All I know is that I am from Hockey town! Detroit! At least I can
drive. HAHA!
Hendrix: That kind of talk is inapproriate.
Octane: So is driving without a licence.
Kidd: Sudden Death will be asking to have their plugs pulled after we send
them to the hospital. A sudden death is all they will want. No lingering
on like Vladimir and Sergei. We won't let you suffer. Being in Canada, ALW
is respected and beloved.
Hendrix: HAHAHAHA!
Octane: What are you laughing at? Eh?
Kidd: You may have defeated Shadow Warriors on Thursday's house show but we
still aren't impressed. The NICW. The fed was great but having the Shadow
Warriors running around as their last tag team champions was an embrassment.
Now Sudden Death has an opportunity to end our reign as World tag team
champions. You still haven't shown us that you are worthy to be champions.
Maybe its your competition. After we've been in the ring with you, we'll be
able to critise you accurately.
Octane: We'll pick your game apart and put it on display. Body Count, is
there some problem with IWF/WOW officials? We want a match with you, but
the officials are throwing obstacles in our path. Our roadway so to speak.
I rule the roadways and highways and byways. You will be Roadkill.
Hendrix: You seem to be taking Sudden Death lightly.
Kidd: We don't evaluate teams without closer examination. That can't be
made until we step into the ring with them.
Hendrix: Are you worried about Sudden Death's style? Genocide is a
daredevil high flyer. War Machine is a submission wrestler. He's got some
great suplexes.
Octane: War Machine? Where's Iron Man? War Machine is too slow to pose a
threat. Even I have more mobility. He has to catch us first to execute any
of his suplexes.
Kidd: The crazy Genocide. I like his style. But can he get ugly like me?
I don't think so. I am the Goddamn Devil and I do as I please. I'll keep
trying because come tomorrow we will still be tomorrow's world champs! As
for Sudden Death, all we will hear about them in the future is Bitter D'head
Silence!
================================================================================
John Robertson: The Tag Team Titles will be decided up next! America's
Least Wanted will put their precious prize, the MOST precious prize in all of
tag team wrestling on the line against the impressive Sudden Death.
Jack Anderson: We are likely to see a High Flying Brawl tonight. Only the
IWF/WOW is able to bring you this kind of action.
Rick Wright: I like both of these teams, but I do have to say that America's
Least Wanted is PREMIERE and will keep those beautiful gold belts tonight!
RING ANNOUNCER: This tag team contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the
IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS! Introducing first, the challengers, at
a total combined weight of 480 pounds....here is GENOCIDE and WAR
MACHINE...they are SUDDEN DEATH!
("The Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson plays. Sudden Death make their way
to the ring to a chorus of crowd boos...)
Rick Wright: This team is the Sabu and the Taz of the IWF/WOW!
John Robertson: Yeah, but don't you remember what happened to Sabu and Taz?
Rick Wright: Shup up Robertson! You are always trying to sniff the pot!
Jack Anderson: That's STIR the pot!
Rick Wright: Not in his case.
RING ANNOUNCER: And their opponents, at a total combined wieght of 540
pounds...they are "BIG DADDY CRUEL" OCTANE and "UGLY KID" JOE KIDD! They are
the IWF/WOW Tag Team Champions of the World...they are AMERICA'S LEAST
WANTED!
("Everything About you" by Ugly Kid Joe plays. The crowd boos, but there are
some cheers. Joe Kidd and Octane run to the ring and get ready for action.)
Jack Anderson: Talk about Pot Sniffers!
Rick Wright: How dare you? ALW is the best tag team in the world, you
trouser trout!
(DING, DING, DING...)
John Robertson: ALL FOUR MEN IN THE RING! Octane and Genocide go right at
it. Octane whips Genoice off the ropes and Genocide hangs on. OCTANE
CHARGES and CLOTHESLINES Genocide right over the top rope. Joe Kidd and War
Machine in the corner. Kidd climbs the turnbuckle and a PISTON PUNCH, the
crowd counting along. WAR MACHINE PUSHES KIDD off and KIDD lands hard on the
mat. OCTANE charges and WAR MACHINE hits him with a big boot!
Jack Anderson: War Machine picks up Joe Kidd by the back of the head and
FLINGS him over the top rope. Two men in the ring, Octane and War Machine
will start off this match officially. They lock up. Octane looks like he
has more strength and pushes War Machine to the ropes and whips him to the
opposite side. OCTANE charges and hits the Machine with a flying Lariat.
Rick Wright: Octane works over the crowd. This crowd hates him, isn't he
great? Octane picks up the War Machine and applies a strong arm sleeper
hold. War Machine is going out. He's staggering, almost to his knees. NO!
WAR MACHINE elbows Octane in the midsection. War Machine elbows Octane once
more and the hold is broken. War Machine scoops up Octane and bodyslams him
down. War Machine off the ropes and drops a HUGE ELBOWDROP! War Machine
covers...the count......1......
2....
3!!
NO!! OCTANE KICKED OUT!
John Robertson: War Machine picks Octane up into an armbar and drags him
over to his corner. War Machine tags in GENOCIDE. Genocide to the top
turnbuckle and drops an Ax Handle across the exposed arm. Octane is getting
whupped! Genocide whips Octane off the ropes, Octane back and ducks a
clothesline. Octane back off the ropes a Genocide drops to the mat. Octane
over and makes a quick TAG to Joe Kidd. I don't think Genocide saw the tag.
Octane off the ropes and GENOCIDE HITS OCTANE WITH A DROPKICK!! JOE KIDD
from behind with a small package....the cover.....1.......
2.....
NO!!! GENOCIDE KICKED OUT! He got a wake up call. Genocide to his feet and
Joe Kidd knocks him down with a clothesline!
Rick Wright: Kidd quickly to the top turnbuckle and HITS GENOCIDE WITH A
MOONSAULT! What a devastating move. Kidd picks up Genocide and whips him
to the ropes...FRANKENSTEINER! Joe Kidd makes the cover...the
count.....1....
2.....
3!!!
NO!! WAR MACHINE RAN INTO THE RING AND BROKE THE PIN! HERE COMES OCTANE!
ALL FOUR MEN IN THE RING! Octane dropkicks War Machine and Machine rolls
out of the ring. OCTANE PLANCHAS THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE and SLAMS WAR
MACHINE INTO THE GUARD RAIL!
Jack Anderson: Joe Kidd to the top turnbuckle...GENOCIDE Shakes the ropes
and KIDD FALLS TO THE OUTSIDE! Genocide quickly scales the ropes....ASAI
MOONSAULT ONTO KIDD ON THE OUTSIDE! JOE KIDD FALLS BACK AND HIS HEAD STRIKES
THE GUARD RAIL! Genocide to his feet...and OCTANE FROM BEHIND WITH A CHAIR
TO THE BACK OF GENOCIDE!! OCTANE GOING NUTS WITH THE CHAIR! OCTANE slamming
that chair to the back of Genocide over and over. NO! WAR MACHINE FROM
BEHIND PICKING UP THE STEEL STEPS AND TOSSES THEM AT OCTANE!
Rick Wright: Now we got a match!
John Robertson: Joe Kidd slowly back to his feet, picks up that chair and
STRIKES WAR MACHINE across the head! Kidd setting up a table. KIDD placing
Genocide on top of that table. KIDD TO THE APRON....ASAI MOONSAULT THROUGH
THE TABLE! MY GOD!! GENOCIDE HAS TO BE FINISHED! Kidd rolls Genocide into
the ring. HE COVERS...the count.....1........
2....
WHAT IS THIS??? BODY COUNT IS ON THE APRON! THEY ARE DISTRACTING THE
OFFICIAL!!! Joe Kidd confronts Body Count. THE REFEREE sees OCTANE WITH A
CHAIR OUTSIDE and goes over to him and LEAVES BODY COUNT on the apron. BODY
COUNT STRIKES JOE KIDD WITH A PAIR OF BRASS KNUCKLES!
Rick Wright: GENOCIDE COVERS!
Jack Anderson: THE OFFICIAL MAKES THE COUNT.....1.....
2.....
3!!!!!!
(DING, DING, DING...)
RING ANNOUNCER: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and NEEWWWWW IWF/WOW TAG
TEAM CHAMPIONS....SUDDEN DEATH!
John Robertson: What an upset! Sudden Death are the new World Tag Team
Champions! ALW, Joe Kidd and Octane are going after Body Count who are going
back to the locker room! You can bet ALW will want a match with Body Count
now.
Jack Anderson: And we will see Body Count taking on Sudden Death in the near
future.
John Robertson: Well, I think we're about to go to our next match. SO,
let's get down to ringside and to...
Jack Anderson: What the hell?...
[the camera quickly cuts from the announce position to a large, wide shot
of the crowd, where two heads can be seen bobbing up and down as they walk
down one of the many aisles. The camera closes in, at about the same time
as the fans begin booing. And the image the fills the screen is NOT a
pretty one. We see two people. A young, attractive man, and a young
attractive woman. The man, is around 6'4" and seemingly about 225lbs. He
has long, shaggy brown hair, and wears a pair of baggy, cacky, Jenko pants,
with some cacky Etnies shoes, and a black t-shirt that reads, "RICKY FN'
REVOLUTION" on it. Along with on his face, are a pair of small,
aerodynamic shades. This man, is none other than, "The Bullet" Ricky
Revolution, and after so many months, he's finally come back]
[the woman, that follows him, has long blonde hair, and is VERY good
looking. She wears a pair of tight, red leather patns, with some black,
platform shoes, and a tight, white, "Girls Kick Butt" t-shirt. She is,
GDWA Superstar and Revolution's manager in CCW and WAR! "SEXY" Sally
McClane]
Jack Anderson: John...do you know who that is?
John Robertson: Yes I do. And what the hell is he doing here? After what
he pulled, how can he have the nerve to show his face?
Rick Wright: That's...that's....that's....I
mean...it's....it's...well...it's HIM!!!
John Robertson: Rick, if you tell me you're happy to see him back then I'm
going to hurt you. This man disappeared over 3 months ago, after him and
the so-called legend, "The Fox" Curt Crane attacked Derrick DaMann. What
they did was despicable, Crane wasn't even in the federation. But it was
the way, the two carried themselves behind the scenes and the attitudes
they put forth that caused Revolution to leave, before Pres. Jurkschat
forced him out.
Rick Wright: Are you kidding, Jurkschat loved Ricky!
Jack Anderson: What?!? Are you serious?
[the two of them hop over the gaurd rail, to the boos of most of the fans
and cheers of the more Hardcore lovers. They climb into the ring and Ricky
takes the microphone from the ring announcer, pushing him down as he does]
"The Bullet" Ricky Revolution: [raises the microphone and looks around at
the crowd] REMEMBER ME?!?! [laughs as the boos pour in from all over the
arena] I thought you might. [smiles slyly] IWF/WOW!! I'M
BAAAACCKKKK!!!!!!! [the chorus of boos continues] Or actually, I'm not
back, or not yet anyway. I mean, I'm here in theory, but technically, I'm
not supposed to be. And ya know why?
[boos continue, as one fan yells.."Cause you suck!"]
RR: BE-CAUSE...Good ol' Chris and Chad, are just too timid to sign me.
Ain't that right boys? Yep. The reason, I'M not competing on this card
tonight, is because, Jurkschat, and Ishikawa, are pulling the exact same
<BEEP> they were pulling 4 months ago when I left. And the reason they're
pulling this, is because they can't handle the Revolution. They
can't...[he keeps talking but is drown out by all the boos]
[he then stops talking, and looks around. Then pulls of his shades, pushes
his hair out of his face and then raises the microphone again]
RR: SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!! [the arena slowly begins to quiet down]
SHUT-UP!! EVERY, DAMN, ONE OF YOU!!!!
John Robertson: Why doesn't security drag him out of there? He's not
supposed to be here tonight.
RR: NOW! If there will be no more interuptions, I will tell EVERY body in
here, why I left the way I did. Because, Jurkschat, Ishikawa, and the
EN-TIRE IWF/WOW, couldn't handle ME!!! I pissed off the wrong people and
when I did, they tried to force me back out of the picture, to let things
slide by smoothly. But, I ain't like that. I do things MY way. And
IWF/WOW, you're going to start doing them, MY WAY too. Starting right now!
[the boos come back] I thought I told you to SHUT UP!! [the boos just
grow louder]
[the camera suddenly cuts to a shot of Chris Jurkschat and Chad Ishikawa
walking to ringside]
RR: Oh, lookie who's here. If it ain't the bobsie twins? Sup, boys?
Miss me?
[they step into the ring and walk toward Revolution, saying something]
RR: Ah, you want this microphone? [points toward it] This one right
here? [Jurkschat extends his hand] Can't have it. [laughs]
[Ishikawa walks over and takes a microphone from a ring attendant then
walks back up to beside Jurkschat]
Chad Ishikawa: Where were you all those months? We pushed you into the
spotlight and then your massive ego could handle a little backroom scuffle.
It was like Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels. And you were acting like HBK!
You can't come back here whenever to want. Not after the stunt you pulled.
RR: Is that right? So, I shouldn't be here, after the stunt I pulled.
What stunt was that? Bringing Crane in when I shouldn't have, or actually
having the nerve to piss you two off?
CI: I could care less about that hack Crane! He didn't have the balls to
enter IWF/WOW! You managed to piss me off when you took off! I tried to
work things out but you were and still are too pig headed!
RR: I think you need to settle down!
Chris Jurkschat: Maybe you should leave here...
RR: Naw, Chris, you listen. I NEVER got what I deserved in this fed. I
never got title shots, I never got a DAMN thing. All I had when I left
here, was a hurt neck, and a lot of people pissed at me. Well, I guess
I've come back here, today, because, the pain went away, and I don't think
I pissed off enough. Got it?
CJ: What you arn't saying is that you were going to get some titles shots
and you KNOW that.
RR: I personally don't care what you think. Either of you.
CI: Title shots? HAHAHAHAHA! If you had hung around, you would have had
some! You left right before you were about to be a main event wrestler!
Now I think you better go. Go back to Crane's fed.
RR: I don't HAVE to go anywhere, yo.
CJ: Leave NOW before we get security in here.
RR: Go ahead, call the cops, call security, call the DAMN NATIONAL GUARD
for all I care, but you are NOT getting me out of this ring. Got it? I
told you, things are going MY WAY from now on. In, CCW, in WAR! and here.
And Chris, I'm still a member of this damn federation whether you like it
or not. My contract still has 3 years left in it. I just took a leave of
absence, that took longer than I thought.
CJ: We'll see how long you last this time.
RR: Get outta my face Chris.
John Robertson: THANK GAWD. The Police are on their way to the ring.
[about 3 men in blue, police, uniforms head to the ring and enter it. They
tell, Chris and Chad to exit the ring and they begin talking to Ricky
Revolution. He drops the microphone and spits on one of the cops as they
grab him from behind and handcuff his arms behind his back dragging him out
as Sally screams at them to stop]
Jack Anderson: That's sad. He was once a great athlete, but now look at
him.
Rick Wright: What're they doing? He's got as much right to be out there
as anyone.
John Robertson: I still don not believe it. The Bullet is back!?
Jack Anderson: He's being taken out of here now. We have to go to "Lord"
Robert d'Artois now who is standing by getting ready for his match.
==============================================================================
[Lord Robert d'Artois, Marie de Cressay and Bonnemort are in the locker
rooms with a IWF/WOW camera crew. It seems that they refused to be
interviewed by a IWF/WOW broadcast team member. Marie de Cressay start to talk.]
[Marie de Cressay] Hello IWF/WOW. Soon, at the New Era pay-per-view, your
almighty Lord will be wreslting a four-corners match
against three of the top ranked IWF/WOW "athletes", Christopher
Stonebreaker, Desperado Ric Rivas and Downtown Doug Sullivan. Here's your
chance to listen to your Lord's words of wisdom.
[Lord Robert d'Artois] First of all, I want to say that this match will be
different. Since I beat my now comrade Dan Watterson at the last IWF/WOW
pay-per-view, I've been facing a major slump, major defeats against the
so-called superstars of the IWF/WOW. I've been beaten by the likes of Desert
Scorpion, Jeremy Thranton. But this time, it will be different. I've started
to review my two-months old IWF/WOW career. I've always felt I had the
company against me, that everybody was angered because of the truth of my
sayings, and because of my honesty. I've been called many names, from a man
who can backup his words, to a man who is the "hemoroid" of the IWF/WOW.
I've never appreciated insults, and the ones I had in the last few monthts
really angered me. I asked myself "Why do you lose to these wrestler
wannabes?". And I almost coulnd't response.
[Bonnemort] Why mylord? Your almighty mind can response to any question.
Heck! You could even say the meaning of life if we asked you!
[Lord Robert d'Artois] I know, and I did finally find an answer. But you
idiotic fans watching out there don't need to know it! And did find the
answer, and I did correct what was to be corrected. I feel that this
four-way match is a final easy to fulfill chance to respect, and chance to
shine in the IWF/WOW. If I lose, I will be forced to go way down the
rankings, and almost start over again. If I win, my place in the cream of
the IWF/WOW will be assured. Now, in some time, I will be going in the
four-way match, I will be going prepared in this match, prepared more than
ever, and I will shine, my habilities will be shown once again, and this
match will pave the road for a first Intercontinental Title reign. Rivas,
Stonebreaker, Sullivan, you will all serve your purpose in this match, get
beaten, get outwrestled, and get outclassed by your Lord. And that will
happen, not only because I said it, but because I WILL DO IT! My actions
will speak for my words. I will prove that once again NOBODY, AND I MEAN
NOBODY, WILL BE ABLE TO BEAT THEIR ALMIGHTY LORD!
[The Lord gets the cameras out of the locker rooms.]
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John Robertson: Alright, coming up we have what should be an incredible
matchup as 4 men battle it out in an elimination style Four Way Dance with
the winner getting a shot at Desert Scorpion's Intercontinental championship.
"Desperado" Ric Rivas, Lord Robert d'Artois, Christopher Stonebreaker and
"Downtown" Doug Sullivan, all four being great rising stars, will battle it
out. I see Christopher Stonebreaker taking this match, the man is an
incredible talent.
Jack Anderson: These matches are always very action packed and fast paced,
and considering the atheletes involved in this match, it should be great.
I'll admit Stonebreaker is great, but I see Ric Rivas taking this match, he
might have been kind of silent lately, but he's just been waiting for an
oppurtunity and this could be it.
Rick Wright: This is my kind of match-chaos everywhere. But you two need
to hone your prediction abilities, I definetly see Doug Sullivan taking this
matchup with relative ease. Let's get to the RA and get this match underway!
RA: Introducing first, being led to the ring by "The Enchanting Angel"
Kristy Hagawatha, at 6' and 226 pounds, from The High Deserts of California,
here is "Desperado" Ric Rivas!
("Desperado" by Linda Rondstadt plays and the fans have a mixed reaction
as a smaller ripped man walks to the ring. Rivas is wearing a hat and duster
to the ring which he takes of to wrestle in blue jeans and boots. Rivas is a
Technical/Brawler who lacks power and cheating ability.)
Next, at 6'2" and 240 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennyslvania, here is
"Downtown" Doug Sullivan!
("Downtown" by Neil Young plays and the fans boo loudly as a smaller well
built man walks to the ring. Wears long trunk of one color (blue, white,
yellow, red, or black) with a flame going up the left leg and white boots.
Sullivan is a Top Notch Brawler with great cheating skills and good
intellect.)
Introducing now, led to the ring by "Cajun" James C. Levebre, at 6'6" and
260 pounds, from Lafayette, Louisiana, here is Christopher Stonebreaker!
("Country Boy Can Survive" by Hank Williams Jr. plays and the fans cheer
as a man in OK shape walks to the ring. He wears long black tights with
"Stonebreaker" written down one side and a sledgehammer on the other. He
carries a sledgehammer with him. Stonebreaker is an All Rounder with good
technical skills and condition, but lacks cheating ability.)
And lastly, led to the ring by Marie de Cressay, at 6'1" and 250 pounds,
from Orleans, France, here is Lord Robert d'Artois!
("Canon in D Major" by Pachelbell plays and the fans boo as a smaller well
built man walks down to the ring. d'Artois is wearing a feathered hat with a
colorful vest and a medieval type shirt but wrestles only in hot street
pants. d'Artois is a Submission wrestler with great intellect, conditon and
technical skills.)
John Robertson: It looks like Stonebreaker and Sullivan are going to start
this one off. Stonebreaker and Sullivan lock up and Stonebreaker begins
pushing Sullivan into the corner..SULLIVAN THUMBS HIM IN THE EYE. Sullivan
knees him in the stomach and sends him into the ropes and leaps to the mat
and lets him jump over him. Sullivan waits for him to come back and takes him
to the mat with a hiptoss. Sullivan waits for him to stand and sends him back
down with a dropkick. Sullivan sends him into the turnbuckle with authority,
then follows up with a crushing clothesline in the corner. Sullivan leaps to
the second rope and drives Stonebreaker down with a bulldog and the cover....
1.....
2.....
Easy kick out by Stonebreaker.
Jack Anderson: Sullivan has this match well in hand here. Sullivan
now....LEG SWEEP ON STONEBREAKER!! Sullivan setting him up....KNEE DROP.
Sullivan throws himself onto Stonebreaker and begins peppering him with stiff
right hands. Sullivan puts Stonebreaker in a modified chinlock and really
grinds it in. Stonebreaker fights to his feet and sends Sullivan off the
ropes. Sullivan goes for a clothesline...STONEBREAKER DUCKS AND LANDS ONE OF
HIS OWN. Stonebreaker waits for Sullivan to get up...EUROPEAN UPPERCUT BY
STONEBREAKER!!! Stonebreaker whips Sullivan into the ropes....BELLY TO BELLY
SUPLEX, EXECUTED PERFECTLY, THE COVER.....
1.....
2.....
KICK OUT. Stonebreaker setting up Sullivan, BACK BREAKER BY STONEBREAKER.
Stonebreaker now, ELBOW DROP OFF THE ROPES. Stonebreaker going up top
now...he's waiting for Sullivan....DOUBLE AXEHANDLE OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!
Rick Wright: Sullivan's just conserving energy....I mean, after all, he has
two other feebs to take care of besides Christopher Stonemuncher here.
John Robertson: A great job of "conserving energy" he's doing. Stonebreaker
sending Sullivan into the ropes, SIDEWALK SLAM BY STONEBREAKER, a cover....
1....
2....
Kick out. Stonebreaker has Sullivan now....REVERSE NECKBREAKER BY
STONEBREAKER!! Stonebreaker flips Sullivan over his shoulder....RUNNING
POWERSLAM! Stonebreaker sends Sullivan with force into the buckle...he
catches him on the way back...BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX....
1....
2.....
Kick out, but very close.
Jack Anderson: Sullivan bending over to pick up Sullivan....SMALL PACKAGE BY
SULLIVAN....
1....
2....
Kick out by Stonebreaker. Wait...LOW BLOW BY SULLIVAN!!! Sullivan noW....
JAWBREAKER BY DOUG SULLIVAN! Sullivan drives an elbow down into
Stonebreaker's back, and another. Sullivan picks up Stonebreaker and sends
him into the ropes....SPINEBUSTER BY DOUG SULLIVAN, A COVER....
1....
2....
KICK OUT.
Rick Wright: See, now, Sullivan's finally decided it's time to take out the
trash, and as such, he's dominating Stonebreaker. Pretty soon, he'll only
have two more to deal with.
John Robertson: We'll see about that soon enough! Sullivan and Stonebreaker
both off the ropes...DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE, they both go down....both men
crawling to a corner.....SULLIVAN TAGS IN RIC RIVAS. Rivas slingshots himself
over the top rope onto Stonebreaker! Rivas thumbs him in the Adam's Apple,
then whips him into the ropes...BOOT TO THE MIDSECTION...Rivas has him
now....HE LIFTS HIM AND CROTCHES HIM ON THE TOP ROPE. Rivas clotheslines
him...HE FALLS OUT OF THE RING! Rivas going to the top rope....TOP ROPE
DROPKICK ON CHRISTOPHER STONEBREAKER TO THE OUTSIDE!!! Rivas is over getting
a chair...he BLASTS Stonebreaker in the face with it. Stonebreaker goes down!
Rivas lifts him up again...HOT SHOT ON THE GUARD RAILING. Rivas is rolling
him back in the ring, a cover....
1....
2....
Kick out.
Jack Anderson: Stonebreaker is tired from his earlier fight with Sullivan,
and Ric Rivas is taking advantage of it. Rivas setting up Stonebreaker,
GERMAN SUPLEX. Rivas off the ropes, BIG SPLASH BY RIVAS. Rivas drags
Stonebreaker to his feet and sends him into the ropes again...RIGHT INTO A
SUPERKICK BY RIVAS, great move. Rivas places Stonebreaker's face on the top
rope....ROPE BURN. Rivas grabbing Stonebreaker....SIDE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP... a
cover....
1....
2....
Kick out. Rivas signalling to the crowd for the Desperado Head Ram, this
could end it for Rivas....Stonebreaker wraps his arms around
Rivas.....NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX....
1....
2....
3!!!!!!
Rivas is gone!!
Rick Wright: Don't jump the gun, Anderson, the ref signals for two!
John Robertson: It was INCREDIBLY close, Rick. Stonebreaker in control now,
he's setting up Rivas, DOUBLE ARM DDT. Stonebreaker lifting up
Rivas....STOMACH BREAKER, the cover....
1....
2....
Kick out. Stonebreaker lifting up Rivas, FALLAWAY SLAM. Stonebreaker drops an
elbow on Rivas, then climbs up to the top rope.....TOP ROPE LEGDROP BY
CHRISTOPHER STONEBREAKER....NO!! RIVAS MOVES!! Stonebreaker hurting...he TAGS
ROBERT D'ARTOIS!!!! Lord d'Artois quickly enters the ring and deals an elbow
smash to Rivas, then another. Lord d'Artois kicks him in the
stomach...FISHERMAN'S SUPLEX...
1....
2....
LAST SECOND KICK OUT.
Jack Anderson: d'Artois in the ring for the first time in the match, and
working over Rivas. d'Artois spinning Rivas around...HE SENDS HIM INTO THE
BUCKLE...follow up....STINGER SPLASH....d'Artois jumps to the second rope and
onto Rivas' shoulders....VICTORY ROLL!
1....
2....
Thr...NO!!! ONLY A TWO!!! d'Artois measures up Rivas, DROP KICK, he doesn't
go down, ANOTHER DROP KICK, DOWN HE GOES. d'Artois setting up Rivas now,
VERTICAL SUPLEX. d'Artois going up top as Rivas gets up....DOUBLE AXEHANDLE
BY D'ARTOIS....RIVAS NAILS HIM IN THE STOMACH.
Rick Wright: d'Artois should have known better than to go for a high risk
manuever. He's a mat wrestler, that's what he should stick with.
John Robertson: d'Artois hurting now....Rivas setting him up from
behind....REVERSE DDT, THE COVER....
1....
2....
KICK OUT. Rivas lifts d'Artois again....SHOULDER BREAKER. Rivas off the
ropes, LEGDROP. Rivas measuring up d'Artois...ENZIGURI KICK, RIGHT TO THE
BACK OF THE HEAD. Rivas now, comes off the ropes, SPINNING HEEL KICK, THE
COVER....
1....
2....
KICK OUT.
Rick Wright: Sullivan is enjoying this...while those two beat each other to
death, it'll only make it easier for him to win this thing and get on his way
to the Intercontinental Championship.
John Robertson: You might actually have a point, Stonebreaker and Sullivan
have to be enjoying the rest that they're getting on the outside. Rivas grabs
d'Artois' legs....SLINGSHOT INTO THE CORNER. Rivas whips d'Artois into the
ropes, BACK BODY DROP. Rivas on the top now...FLYING SHOULDERBLOCK, A
COVER...
1....
2....
KICK OUT. Rivas lifting up d'Artois....BRAINBUSTER SUPLEX!!!
Jack Anderson: That should do it....wait....Rivas whips d'Artois into the
ropes again for another Back Body Drop....D'ARTOIS NAILS HIM WITH A
PILEDRIVER, THE COVER....
1....
2....
3!!!!!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: "Desperado" Ric Rivas has been ELIMINATED from the Four Way Dance.
Rick Wright: That's one clown down...McMahon and Bischoff to go.
John Robertson: Let's pretend we didn't hear that. d'Artois tags out to
Stonebreaker and Sullivan enters the ring in Rivas' place. Both of these guys
have had a long rest and are fresh. They lock up and Stonebreaker pushes
Sullivan into the corner..the ref asks for a clean break...he gets
one...SULLIVAN CHEAP SHOTS STONEBREAKER AS THEY SEPERATE. Sullivan bangs
Stonebreaker's head off the buckle....
1...2...3...4..5...6...7..8...9...10. Stonebreaker doesn't know where he
is....SULLIVAN DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A TOMMY DREAMER STYLE SPINNING DDT, the
cover...
1.....
2.....
3!!!!!
Stonebreaker gone!
Jack Anderson: NO, the ref is telling the RA not to ring the bell. Sullivan
sending Stonebreaker into the ropes....REVERSE ATOMIC DROP, that really hurt
Stonebreaker....FOLLOW UP WITH A CLOTHESLINE. Sullivan sending Stonebreaker
into the ropes again....STUN GUN OUT OF NOWHERE BY SULLIVAN...THE COVER....
1....
2....
KICK OUT. Sullivan arguing the call with the referee, Doug coming off the
ropes, D'ARTOIS KNEES HIM IN THE BACK, down goes Sullivan. Stonebreaker
taking advantage....MAFIA KICK BY STONEBREAKER, HE DRIVES HIM DOWN.
Stonebreaker setting up Sullivan...DRAGON SUPLEX, the cover....
1....
2....
KICK OUT.
Rick Wright: Stonebreaker ain't going to beat Sullivan with anything less
than the Russian Army's help.
John Robertson: We'll see soon enough. Stonebreaker setting up
Sullivan....GUNTREG SUPLEX INTO A SPINNING TIGER BOMB, GREAT MANUEVER.
Stonebreaker going up to the second rope...BRET HART STYLE ELBOW DROP FROM
THE SECOND BUCKLE. Stonebreaker going to end this....HE GOES FOR THE
ROCKSLIDE SUPLEX....SULLIVAN SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT AND IT'S A BODY PRESS NOW....
1....
2....
3!!!!!
STONEBREAKER GONE!!!!
Jack Anderson: NO!!! Stonebreaker still in this! Sullivan dumping
Stonebreaker on the top rope.....SUPERPLEX BY SULLIVAN, THE COVER....
1....
2.....
THR...NO, LAST SECOND KICK OUT. Sullivan looks like HE'S going to end this
now....HE SETS STONEBREAKER UP FOR THE DROPSHOT DDT....NO, MY GOODNESS,
STONEBREAKER COUNTERS INTO A RUNNING POWERSLAM!! Stonebreaker now...HE TAGS
IN ROBERT D'ARTOIS.
Rick Wright: Is it possible we could put Stonebreaker in the "Lucky Idiot"
Hall of Fame, because NO ONE survives the Dropshot DDT and he knows it.
John Robertson: d'Artois enters the ring and clips Sullivan's knee, then
pulls him up and does it again. d'Artois grabs Sullivan's legs...WISHBONE,
that really rips at the knees. d'Artois drops an knee on Sullivan's leg,
followed by an elbow. d'Artois puts his foot on Sullivan's knee and falls
back, putting intense pressure on Sullivan's knee. This is really wearing at
Sullivan here. d'Artois grabs his leg, REVERSE ROLLING LEG SNAP. d'Artois
drags him over to the ropes...he drapes his leg across the bottom
rope...FLYING ELBOW ONTO SULLIVAN'S LEG. Sullivan screaming, something
snapped! d'Artois again....LEGDROP ON HIS OUTSTRECHED LEG! d'Artois drags
Sullivan over to the corner and climbs out of the ring....HE CRACKS HIS LEG
ACROSS THE POST, AND AGAIN. The ref is warning him, he's ignoring the
ref...he's getting a chair..HE DRIVES THE CHAIR INTO SULLIVAN'S LEG, AND
AGAIN, AND AGAIN. The ref threatens him with disqualification and d'Artois
climbs back in the ring.
Jack Anderson: He's been obviously setting him up for a submission there,
d'Artois slams Sullivan down in the middle of the ring....STF BY ROBERT
D'ARTOIS. He's totally ripping at Sullivan's knee here, that can be
forecasted by the intense look of pain on Sullivan's face. d'Artois increases
the pressure on the chinlock and pulls more on the kneelock, he's really an
expert at submission holds. The ref asking Sullivan to submit, but he answers
in the negative. Sullivan reaching for the rope, he can't quite make
it....wait, he appears to have passed out. d'Artois notices and releases the
hold and turns Sullivan over to cover him....SMALL PACKAGE OUT OF NOWHERE BY
SULLIVAN, HE'S PLAYING POSSUM.....
1....
2....
3!!!
THAT'S IT!!!
Rick Wright: THAT IDIOT REF IS CALLING FOR A TWO!!! Two count my eye, that
could've been two hundred. Sullivan catches d'Artois off guard with that
move!
John Robertson: d'Artois stunned...Sullivan grabs him...DROPSHOT DDT!!! The
cover....
1....
2.....
Thr-DAN WATTERSON AND BONNEMORT COME THROUGH THE AUDIENCE AND ATTACK HIM!!!
Bonnemort pounding him mercilessly! Watterson has a chair...HE BLASTS
SULLIVAN WITH IT!! Watterson has Sullivan...DDT ON THE CHAIR!! Bonnemort
lifts him up...GOOD DEATH POWER BOMB. The ref ordering them out...
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: As a result of a disqualifcation, Lord Robert d'Artois has been
ELIMINATED.
John Robertson: Sullivan laying the ring hurting...The Aristocracy is
leaving....Stonebreaker gets into the ring..he covers Sullivan....
1....
2....
3!!!!!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: The winner of the Four Corners Match, (Country Boy Can Survive by Hank
Williams Jr. plays and the fans cheer), CHRISTOPHER STONEBREAKER.
John Robertson: Stonebreaker wins, just like _I_ SAID, albeit some
involuntary help from the Aristoracy, Sullivan is really hurting, they're
wheeling him out on a stretcher.
Jack Anderson: What a match and what a night of action. It looks like
"Lord" Robert d'Artois is trying to talk to Christopher Stonebreaker.
d'Artois and Stonebreaker are talking. STONEBREAKER IS JUST "LORD"
ROBERT D'ARTOIS!
John Robertson: Look at d'Artois run with the rest of the Aristoracy away
from Christopher Stonebreaker.
Jack Anderson: And Christopher Stonebreaker will take on Desert Scorpion on
July 18th for the Intercontinental Title.
John Robertson: Now lets go back to "King" Kevin Payne who is backstage.
===============================================================================
(Scene fades into "King" Kevin Payne minus Anthony Edwards backstage at
IWF/WOW New Era. Payne is dressed in black and is pacing back and
forth, waiting to reveal his new manager. Finally, he stops pacing and
faces the camera)
KKP: Am I on? It's hard to tell without Edwards here... Oh, hello
again IWF/WOW fans. Well, by now you've all seen my shocking turn
and know I've left that no good stable Pain Inc. Well, as
promised, I'm here to deliver the replacement for Iron Mike, that
good-for-nothing rat, who never helped me. Why I outta...oh
sorry, shouldn't get ahead of myself.
I'm here to bring out an individual who is not only a better
friend than Mike ever was, an individual with more brain power and
panache than Mike ever had. I've known this guy for 6 years, and
now today, April 1st 1997, I bring him to the IWF/WOW to guide the
rest of my career, starting with the 40 man ID4 Rumble. Ladies &
Gents, without further adieu, let me present my new man
straight from South Korea's Universal Wrestling World... MR.
TARRYN HOFF!
(A short, young Korean man with black jeans and a black
UWW t-shirt approaches the camera and high-fives Payne)
TH: That's right, I'm here to guide Payne to success in
the IWF/WOW and also to watch his back to make sure no Pain
Inc. goons get in our way and spoil our fun. A couple of days
is the ID4 Rumble, I'm gonna make sure we leave the building
that night with the big prize. Iron Mike, you get in our way
and I'll bust you up. I'm not only the UWW leader, I'm a
former champ!
KKP: One second there big guy. You'll be turned to lunch meat
if you go around IWF/WOW events with THAT thing on! (points
to shirt) Here, have an official IWF/WOW T-shirt. (tosses it
to him)
TH: Thanks. But remember what we said, Pain Inc. will be
eliminated once we get the right strings pulled. Then Mr.
Payne here will become the people's champion, much like the
great AJ Stanson.
KKP: Couldn't have said it better myself! Back to you guys.
(Scene fades to ringside)
===============================================================================
John Robertson: That was "King" Kevin Payne who just showed us his new
manager, Mr. Tarryn Hoff.
Jack Anderson: We will see if he makes a good replacement for Iron Mike.
John Robertson: Still to come later tonight we will see Jeremy Thranton team
up with AJ Stanson to take on the Prophet and Derrick DaMann. Lets go to
comments from one of these men right now.
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(Scene fades in to the door of Jeremy Thranton's locker room. Anthony Edwards
appears, and knocks on it. A gruff "come in" is heard and the door opens.
Edwards enters to find Thranton sitting on the floor Indian-style, staring at
the floor. He is already dressed in his wrestling gear of a shredded grey
tshirt, black leather pants, and black fingerless gloves. He tosses back his
shoulder length black hair, then motions for Edwards to sit, which he does.)
Anthony Edwards: Jeremy....before we talk about tonight, do you care to
comment on your loss to Martin Richards?
Thranton: (pauses) I guess I do. You know, Marty, if you did anything, you
proved that you're the toughest competition I have in this federation. I'm
not going to make excuses. You beat me. Granted it wasn't a win I myself
would be proud of you, but you still pinned me, and there's nothing I can do
to change that. It's hard for me to swallow the fact, but you've had my
number. Two-thirds of my career pinfalls are due to you, and trust me, I
ain't had an easy time accepting it. If I were you, I'd be pissed at DaMann
and the Prophet, I would have wanted to finish it on my own. Both of the
times we fought, your little IC buddies have always given you the assist, and
I'm getting tired of it. I'm very confident that if I was given the chance to
fight you one-on-one, the result would be a HELL of a lot different. Hear me
out, Richards. One more fight. I know you probably don't think you have any
reason to accept this, but I'll sweeten the deal. You pick the stips,
anything you want goes. The only request I make is both our respective
stables be banned from the arena for this match so we can settle this thing.
Anthony Edwards: And now, tonight you have a very big matchup as you tag with
AJ Stanson against DaMann and the Prophet....
Jeremy Thranton: I know what I'm doing, you don't have to remind me. Despite
any and all reports, AJ and I have never had any troubles between us. The
whole thing with me leaving and returning, was, as we explained, all a ruse.
We've always been tight-but when the situation arises....we become even
closer. Stanson and I see the goal that rests upon our now close horizon, and
we've focused our current energies on accomplishing it. This is our last
chance to prove finally that we are the better two men, and we're not going
to blow it.
I've said it before....they haven't been able to handle us one on one. What
makes them believe they'll be able to contain the fury that is PA Vengeace
when it is combined into a sweet little combo of what has been the two major
movers and shakers in this organization since we struck our friendship nearly
nine months ago.
I truthfully don't know what's become of DaMann, and in reality, I don't
care. He could be living in a monastery for all I care, what matters to me is
what is going to be happen very shortly, when he finally steps between those
ring ropes and steals a glance over to our side. Sure...you might have that
little streak of yours that you mention ten times per flash...but streaks
always come to an end, and today is a good a day as any. You've been left
holding onto the remnants of your once proud stable, too hardheaded to
realize the NEW ERA of this federation has begun its rise from a rugged band
of loosely assembled rabble rousers several months ago to the sleek,
efficient deadly machine the Power Alliance is now. We've got the gold, we've
got the talent, we've got the big names, and most importantly, we've got that
razor sharp drive that is so infrequently present in this sport these days.
And that...is why we succeed.
As for the Prophet....we know each other well. We've been in that ring
together on a couple of occasions...but you still haven't proved to me you
can beat me, and don't go expecting that to be happening anytime in the near
future, esepecially tonight. My pin over you was in the past-what I'm
concentrating now is the future...and the future is about to meet the present
when the crowd's roar begins and the slugout ensues.
Anthony Edwards: Any last words?
Thranton: Yeah. This (points to a poster advertising the Stanson/Thranton vs
DaMann/Prophet match) is _our_ fight. Me. Stanson. DaMann. The Prophet. It's
not the Syndicate's fight, it's not IC's fight, and it's not even the rest of
PA's fight. After tonight, what happens will, but during this match, let's
see for once what would happen if the four of us were left unbridled....left
to crash in upon each other without hesitation or reluctance, without the
paranoia of the possibility of interference. The cold indifference within me
truthfully doesn't care if it wins or loses tonight...what it cares about is
having the two of you leave the building with the impression that we're
nothing to screw around with....and something of a very deadly nature.
Anthony Thomas: Thanks for you comments, Jeremy, and I wish you the best of
lu....
Jeremy Thranton: Don't _EVER_ cut me off.....
BET ON IT.
(Scene fades as Thranton gets to his feet and begins limbering up)
===============================================================================
John Robertson: Okay, folks, hold on to your hats for this one. We have what
should be an incredible match coming up as "Trouble Man" Martin Richards
takes on Shawn Riser in a two out of three falls match. These two men are
anything but friends and have been clamoring for this match for quite some
time, Richards is the main reason Riser came to this promotion. Riser's on
something of a hot streat, I see him taking the match.
Jack Anderson: This match should have the best of both worlds as both men are
very accomplished brawlers as well as very fine technical wrestlers. In this
kind of match, stamina will play a big role. Whoever takes the first fall
will probably take the match, but Richard's momentum is coming off an all
time high after a shocking upset of Jeremy Thranton recently.
Rick Wright: What was shocking about it, I expected it all along. Richards is
going to thrive in this match and finally shut up that moron Riser. Let's get
to the RA and get this match underway.
RA: Introducing first, accompanied by "Eliminator" John Jennings, from New
York City, New York, at 6'3" and 240 pounds, here is Shawn Riser!
(The fans cheer loudly as "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode plays and a
smaller well built man walks out. Richards is a Technical/Brawler with great
aerial skills.)
And his opponent, accompanied by Audrey, from Detroit, Michigan, at 5'11"
and 240 pounds, here is "Trouble Man" Martin Richards!
(The fans boo loudly as "Seek and Destroy" by Iggy and the Stooges plays as a
smaller well built man wearing baggy white judo pants, and barefoot, walks
out. Richards has scars all over his body, and has a shaved head. He is a
Technical/Brawling wrestler in great condition.)
John Robertson: WHOA! Riser not wasting any time, he flies out onto Richards
as he approches with a slingshot plancha! Riser grabs Richards by the head
and flings him hard into the ring steps, and he really cracks. Riser is
getting a chair now while "Eliminator" John Jennings puts the boots to
Richards. The ref orders Jennings away from Richards, and Riser comes at him
with the chair...RICHARDS DROPKICKS THE CHAIR INTO RISER'S FACE. Richards
rips the chair out of Riser's hands and TOTALLY BLASTS HIM IN THE FACE WITH
IT. The chair practically broke in half. Riser is down and woozy, Richards
lifts him, HOT SHOT ON THE GUARDRAIL, NECK FIRST. Richards folds his arm into
a hammerlock...HE SENDS RISER INTO THE CORNER POST.
Jack Anderson: This one starting off wild here, Richards is rolling Riser
back in the ring, the first cover of the match....
1.....
2.....
Kickout by Riser, it's still a little early. Richards hooks Riser's head,
FLYING BULLDOG drives him down. Richards comes off the ropes and drives a
knee down into Riser's head, then another. Richards pulling Riser to his
feet, a whip to the ropes, BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX, A COVER...
1....
2....
KICK OUT.
Rick Wright: Richards controlling this match at the moment, and we might be
seeing our first fall soon if Riser doesn't get some offense in.
John Robertson: Richards sends Riser into the buckle with incredible force,
then runs in and nearly beheads Riser with a lariat style clothesline.
Richards bounces to the second rope, then nails Riser in the back with a
flying dropkick, sending him to the mat. Richards climbs up to the
top....RICHARDS CONNECTS WITH A FLYING HEADBUTT, a cover....
1....
2....
Riser gets his foot on the ropes. Richards waiting for Riser to stand, WOW,
REVERSE CRESCENT KICK TO THE THROAT BY MARTIN RICHARDS. Richards dragging
Riser to the middle of the ring, Richards drops an elbow on Riser's knee,
then another, and another. Richards grabs Riser's leg, FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK.
Jack Anderson: Riser in a lot of pain here, you can tell from the expression
on his face. Richards can't manage to hook the leg over, and thus it's not as
effective as it could be, but it's still taking it's toll here...wait, Riser
is straing here....HE'S REVERSED THE HOLD, now Richards has a figure four
leglock on him, Richards dives for the ropes almost immediately and Riser
breaks the hold. Riser waits for Richards to stand and takes him down with a
dropkick. Riser up to the top rope....MOONSAULT BY RISER, HE HITS IT
PERFECTLY, THE COVER....
1....
2....
Last second kick out by Richards. Riser comes off the ropes, SPINNING HEEL
KICK TAKES RICHARDS BACK DOWN. Riser sends Richards into the ropes, BACK BODY
DROP. Riser grabbing a hold of Richards, SWINGING NECKBREAKER. Riser is going
back up top again....TOP ROPE SOMERSAULT LEGDROP on Martin Richards.....the
cover....
1....
2....
Audrey puts Richard's foot on the ropes.
Rick Wright: Huh? When was this, I only saw Richards putting his foot on the
ropes himself with little effort to escape that pitiful manuever by Shawn
Riser.
John Robertson: Here's my eye doctor's number, Rick, give him a call. Riser
grabs Richards and tosses him over the top rope....he's going up top
now....FLYING BODY PRESS DOWN ON RICHARDS....NO, RICHARDS MOVES!!!! Richards
wasting no time, LOW BLOW ON RISER. Richards setting him up, PILEDRIVER ON
THE OUTSIDE. Richards is reaching under the ring, he's pulling out a table,
he flips it over and sets it up....Richards grabs Shawn Riser and takes him
up to the ring apron with him....he hooks his head...oh no.....DDT OFF THE
APRON THROUGH THE TABLE BY RICHARDS ON RISER, RISER IS OUT.
Jack Anderson: Richards covers the half consious Riser....
1...
2...
3!!!!!
That's one!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: The winner of the first fall, MARTIN RICHARDS. (The fans boo.)
Rick Wright: Ha Ha. I wonder how Riser is feeling at the moment, he's going
to wake up to find himself with a bump on his head. Richards now has the
definite advantage, as Riser is badly hurt.
John Robertson: I hate to say it, but you're right, Riser still isn't moving.
Richards goes over and pulls him up....INSIDE CRADLE OUT OF NOWHERE BY
RISER....
1....
2.....
3...NO!!! THE REF CALLS FOR A TWO!!! Riser managed to pull that move out of
nowhere, but I don't know if he'll be able to capitalize. Both men getting to
their feet, Riser using the ropes for leverage as he is still foggy. Richards
sends Riser into the ropes, BOOT TO THE MIDSECTION. Richards now, REVERSE
POWERBOMB ON RISER BY RICHARDS, THE COVER....
1.....
2.....
Last second kickout, that was on instinct. Richards dumping Riser on the top
rope for what appears to be a Superplex...he's got him hooked...there it
is....NO!!! RISER REVERSES IT INTO A BODY PRES...THE COVER.....
1....
2....
3!!!!!!
RISER TAK....NO, ONLY A TWO COUNT, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
Jack Anderson: Richards really got caught unawares there. Riser sends
Richards into the ropes, FRANKENSTEINER, GREAT MOVE. Riser grabs Richards as
he stands, SINGLE ARM DDT. Riser comes off the ropes and drives a knee into
the small of his back, and again. Riser pulls Richards to his feet and sends
him with force into the buckle, Richards strikes back first. Riser jumps in
and monkeyflips him out of the corner. Riser setting up Richards, JAWBREAKER.
Riser goes to the second rope, ELBOWDROP TO RICHARD'S BACK. Riser drags
Richards to the center of the ring and body slams him to the mat, then rolls
him on his back. Riser grabbing Richard's arms...yes, RISER HAS A CAMEL
CLUTCH ON MARTIN RICHARDS.
Rick Wright: Riser is obviously still not recovered from that DDT through a
table, you can tell by his lack of int....oh, that's right, we're talking
about Shawn Riser here, never mind I said anything.
John Robertson: Hardy har har har. I certainly don't think Martin Richards is
finding his current situation overly humorous, he's writhing in a well
executed Camel Clutch by Shawn Riser. Riser leans further back into it, and
increases his pressure on the chin lock, Richard's face is scrunched up in
pain. The ref is asking him if he submits but Richards is saying no. This has
got to be total torture on Richard's back....wait a minute, Audrey is on the
apron....AUDREY THROWS SOME KIND OF POWDER IN RISER'S EYES, THE REF DIDN'T
SEE IT. Riser releases the hold, Audrey tosses a pair of brass knuckles to
Richards, who grabs them in his hand....Richards waiting for Riser to
stand...HE NAILS HIM BETWEEN THE EYES WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES, THE COVER....
1.....
2......
3........
WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!
Jack Anderson: NO!!! RISER KICKS OUT AT 2 9/10THS, HE'S STILL ALIVE IN THIS
MATCH! However, his future doesn't look especially bright in this matchup.
Richards dumps Riser on the top rope, he's setting him up for a Top Rope
Powerbomb.....HE GOES FOR IT....RISER COUNTERS IN MIDAIR WITH A TOP ROPE
HURRACANRANNA, THE COVER....
1....
2....
LAST SECOND KICKOUT. Richards is in a state of shock...Riser slowly gets to
his feet, Riser dropkicks Richards in his back, Richards runs face first into
the buckle...Riser waiting behind him.....BRIDGING TIGER SUPLEX BY SHAWN
RISER ON MARTIN RICHARDS.....
1......
2.........
3!!!!!!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: The winner of the second fall, SHAWN RISER. (The crowd cheers loudly)
John Robertson: Shawn Riser wins the second fall after an incredible Top Rope
Frankensteiner, then a Tiger Suplex that really caught Richards off guard.
Shawn Riser setting up Martin Richards, RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP. Shawn pulls him to
his feet again, Shawn off the ropes, FLYING SHOULDERBLOCK takes him down
again. Shawn setting up Richards, NOTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX, no bridge, FULL
impact. Riser waiting for Richards to stand....ENZIGURI KICK TO THE BACK OF
THE HEAD, a cover....
1.....
2.....
RICHARDS KICKS OUT. Riser going back up top, he's waiting for Richards....TOP
ROPE AXEHANDLE BY SHAWN RISER. Riser going back up again, this might
backfire, FROGSPLASH BY SHAWN RISER....RICHARDS MOVES!!!!!
Jack Anderson: That's why those are called HIGH RISK moves. Richards pulls
the hurting Riser to his feet, REVERSE DDT...a cover....
1....
2....
Thr....no, Riser kicks out. Richards hiptosses Richards to the ground and
throws himself down on him...Richards is choking him....
1...2....
3...4....
he releases it, then slaps it on again....
1...2....
3...4....
Again he releases as Riser gasps for air and the ref warns him. Richards
pulling Riser to his feet, HEART PUNCH, it found its mark, Riser is down and
clutching his chest. Richards pulling Riser to his feet and sets him
up.....FISHERMAN'S BUSTER...A COVER....
1.....
2......
3!!!!!
RICHARDS WINS!!!!
Rick Wright: DON'T JUMP THE GUN....Riser got his shoulder up, but I'm not
sure how much longer he can hang on, he's really taken a beating in this
matchup.
John Robertson: I'd have to agree with you....Richards sending Riser into the
ropes, Riser ducks his clothesline....DIAMOND CUTTER BY RISER! A cover....
1.....
2.....
3!!!!!
NO, RICHARDS KICKED OUT!!! Riser off the ropes as Richards hobbingly
stands...CRUCIFIX, HE GETS HIM DOWN...
1....
2.....
Kickout by Richards. Riser boots Richards in the stomach, TIGER BOMB ON
RICHARDS BY RISER, GREAT HIGH IMPACT MANUEVER. Riser dumping Richards on the
top rope now....SUPERPLEX BY RISER, THE COVER....
1.....
2.....
KICK OUT BY RICHARDS, AT THE LAST SECOND.
Jack Anderson: Incredible back and forth action in this matchup! Riser drags
Richards to the middle of the ring, RISER LEGLOCK BY RISER, Richards is
screaming, but hanging on, although maybe barely. This is Riser's favorite
manuever, and is better known as a Reverse Figure Four Leglock, as is easily
discerned from the agonized look on Richard's face.
Richards...wait....Richards is powering out of the hold...I can't believe
it....he's pushing Riser off of his legs....RISER RELEASES THE HOLD AND LANDS
ON RICHARDS. Riser waiting for Richards to stand....
SUPERKICK BY RISER, THE COVER....
1.....
2.....
KICK OUT!!! Riser drags Richards to his feet, DDT. Riser rolls Richards on
his back and goes up top.
Rick Wright: If this moron wasn't too dunderheaded to realize obvious things,
he'd have quit doing those fancy schmancy high flying manuevers some time
ago, they've gotten him into some bad spots in this match.
John Robertson: Yeah, but....OH MY GOD!!!! SHOOTING STAR PRESS BY SHAWN RISER
ON MARTIN RICHARDS, INCREDIBLE MOVE!!!! The cover, Riser puts his feet on the
ropes....
1....
2....
3..NO!!! THE REF NOTICES RISER'S FEET ON THE ROPES!!!!
Rick Wright: Becauser Riser was stupid and decided to cheat, he lost his
chance to win the match. Riser over arguing with the referee about that call
now.
Jack Anderson: Richards gets up behind Richard's....he CLIPS RICHARD'S KNEE
FROM BEHIND...Richards picks up Riser....SPINEBUSTER SLAM, uh oh, you know
what usually follows that....Richards drags Riser to the center of the
ring....TEXAS CLOVERLEAF BY MARTIN RICHARDS!!!! This is Richard's bread and
butter manuever, and Riser is screaming in pain. The ref asks Riser if he
submits...he's saying no....Richards tightens his grip and leans back further
and starts screaming at Riser....the ref asking Riser again....YES!!!! RISER
GIVES IT UP!!!!!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
RA: The winner of the third fall and the match, (Seek and Destroy by Iggy and
the Stooges plays and the fans explode in boos), "TROUBLE MAN" MARTIN
RICHARDS.
John Robertson: Martin Richards takes the first and third falls in an
incredible grueling matchup that will go down in history as one of the best.
Both men took an incredible pounding and gave one as well in this match, and
both of them will be sore for weeks.
Rick Wright: Yeah, but Richards WON, just like I said, and I would like to
take a moment to observe the traditional quote...I TOLD YOU SO!!!
Jack Anderson: Martin Richards is helping Shawn Riser up.
Rick Wright: What!?
John Robertson: I do not believe this. Riser and Richards are shaking hands!
Jack Anderson: I don't believe it myself!
John Robertson: And look who is coming now... the US National Champion, DARK
VANITY!
Jack Anderson: Vanity is making his way down to the ring. Richards is inside
the ring and Riser is outside the ring now.
Rick Wright: What's going to happen?
John Robertson: It looks like Dark Vanity wants to shake Martin Richards's
hand. Richards is just standing there.
Jack Anderson: Who knows what will happen!
John Robertson: Dark Vanity sticking his hand out. Martin Richards is
standing there looking at it. BOTH DARK VANITY AND RISER ARE BRAWLING ON THE
MAT! OFFICIALS ARE QUICKLY RUNNING OUT!
Jack Anderson: Officials are getting Riser and Vanity seperated.
John Robertson: They are taking them back to the locker room now but just
think what might happen when they meet on July 14th on Monday Mayhem for the
US National Title match.
Jack Anderson: We still have day two of this pay per view coming up on July
4th! Lets take a look at the card for two days from today!
IWF/WOW INDEPENDENCE DAY RUMBLE
Friday July 4th, 1997
LIVE! From Washington, USA
MAIN EVENT!!
40 MAN OVER THE TOP ROPE BATTLE ROYAL! WINNER GETS IWF/WOW WORLD TITLE
_FINAL_ List of men in the Rumble:
1) Rob Magnum
2) Derrick DaMann
3) Lord d'Artois
4) Shawn Riser
5) Chris Stonebreaker
6) Unibomb
7) Doug Sullivan
8) Jeremy Thranton
9) Down Under Demon
10) King Kevin Payne
11) Mark Kennedy
12) Assassin
13) Dark Vanity
14) Crusher
15) Derek McMasters
16) AJ Stanson
17) Cooper Concrete
18) Ric Rivas
19) Franchise
20) Johnny Skiles
21) Angel of Death
22) Chris Legacy
23) Frank Gonzales
24) "Tiger" Tong Po
25) Hades
26) Diamond Jim
27) Prophet
28) Dancing Lion
29) Martin Richards
30) Desert Scorpion
31) RedBack
32) Steve West
33) Destroyer
34) Lord Gunthar
35) Dan Watterson
36) Deecely One
37) SJPW Wrestler {Super Tengu}
38) SJPW Wrestler {Kyu Kabuki}
39) RAGE! Wrestler {J'ster}
40) RAGE! Wrestler {Elektro}
NORTH AMERICAN TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Horror VS Southwest Lawmen
SUPER JAPAN PRO WRESTLING WOMENS MATCH:
Sade Edo & Mimae Suzuki
VS
Queen Samantha II & Lady Laura the Luscious
SINGLES ACTION
Chris Legacy vs The Assassin
Jack Anderson: We will see all that and more this Friday on PPV.
John Robertson: Up next is what might be the greatest tag match of the year.
Two members of the Inner Circle, Derrick DaMann and the Prophet, team up to
take on two members of the Power Alliance, AJ "Black Ice" Stanson and Jeremy
"Roadkill" Thranton. Lets go to some comments from both teams.
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(Screen fades in.....the camera focuses on AJ "Black Ice" Stanson, Nevada
and Edwards. Stanson is in his ring attire, his usual black and dark blue
wrestling boxer shorts, shritless and his black boots. On the waist
borderline of his boxers is printed BLACK ICE all around it. He still has
his silver chain of the Power Alliance logo, and his "Ice Cold....no
mistakes" bandanna that wraps up his hair. Nevada is looking great wearing
black mini and a siler and black halter top, her dark wavy hair is worn
down, and goes down below her shoulders. Stanson cracks his knuckles,
looks at the ground and waits for Edwards to speak)
EDWARDS: Alright I'm here with AJ STANSON, getting ready for the big
match! AJ, you have met DaMann and the Prophet many times, on several
occasions. How does tonight defer from those other times?
STANSON: It's very simple. The fact is that tonight, like Thranton said,
we hope this will be the last time we face these morons. I mean the first
time, ok.....second time you hope it's the last, the third.....and so
on....But tonight if I have anything to say about it, this _will_ be the
last time, and hopefully by the end of that match, me and Thranton will
have put them through hell that they wouldn't be able to face us ever
again! (grins)
EDWARDS: I'm sure this being the _last_ match....you hope....that you hope
it will end on a winning note, but I'm sure that you have to wonder if the
INNERCIRCLE will make their presence felt?
STANSON: No I don't have to "wonder"...I know! I mean seriously, think
about it. What are the odds that they won't show their pitiful faces on a
main event like this one? But I'll give them a run for their
money....because I _know_ that the Power Alliance won't be far either! IC,
you wanna mess with us tonight, go ahead, I ain't gonna stop ya. Just
remember that where the IC is, the PA is to...and don't start giving me
that numbers bull shit, because sneak attacks work way better when pulled
off bt small numbers. Don't believe me, then just wait and see!
EDWARDS: Yes I'm sure that the PA will be close by also. Now about the
match itselt. We know that alot of history has unfolded in the past months
between you, and DaMann, and also the Prophet. We got a chance to see you
and Thranton last week in tag team action looking very impressive....any
strategy going in this match tonight?
STANSON: I never go in with a _strategy_....I go in with a clear state of
mind, ready to expect anything, and everything. I go in this match knowing
full well that we need to win this thing if it'll be our last
confrontation...in a match of course against these cronies....But Thranton
and me are ready. This is a big weekend, the adrenaline is pumping, the
drive is running, and I just wanna get in that ring, and just plain hurt
them!! Every piece of hatred I have I wanna let it all go tonight, so that
come ID4, I won't make any mistakes that could cost me _my_ title!
EDWARDS: Alright, now that you bring it up....ID4, this is the big one no
doubt about it! 40 men going for 1 piece of gold. And like every single
other guy out there, I'm sure you want it BAD. How do you see this match,
and any predictions?
STANSON: I'm not a psychic Edwards, but I can tell you one thing; I've
been away from my belt for just too long now. I want it back, like I told
you before, I don't feel like I ever lost it! You can bet that at
Wrestlefest, if you would have given me that _fair_ shot to defend my
title, that baby would still be on my shoulder today! I don't wanna have
to wait for another title shot, cause who knows when my time will come
around again! So on July fourth, I will go in the match as if it were my
last chance at the World Title. Sure you've seen Black Ice in a rumble
before, but you've never seen the entire side of the ice cold one! I'm
gonna wild in there, clean up that ring until there are 5 of us left, and
then you just take 'em one by one until it's you and that final guy looking
eye to eye, the gold laying on that table, and it's just a question of who
wants it more, who wants it bad enough, who is ready to sacrifice EVRYTHING
he's got to have the pride of wearing the mac daddy of them all, the
IWF/WOW World Title.... Well I can tell you I will be one of those two
guys, and in the end, I _WILL_ be the guy that wants it bad enough! If I
have to get throught the entire Russian unit, I'll do it with no hesitation
because my goal on July 4th, my _ONLY_ goal will be to leave that arena
with the gold on my shoulder...right there where it belongs!! (taps his
shoulder)
NEVADA: I wasn't there when AJ won the belt at Christmas Madness and this
time around I _will_ be down to do the ring. He is the champ in all
aspects of the game and whatever number we pull for position in the rumble,
AJ will go all the way to the end! We wish good luck to Coop, Thranton and
Scorpion, as long as the gold comes back to the Power Alliance, it's all
that matters.....but my man will be the one to take it home!!!
EDWARDS: I wish you good luck AJ and may the best man win!
STANSON: That's me Edwards, believe it!
EDWARDS: Lets go back to the ring guys!
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Anthony Edwards: Hi everyone, I'm backstage outside the Inner Circle's
private dressing room....
(Inside the dressing room, the Prophet and Derrick DaMann are preparing
for the upcoming tag team match against A.J. Stanson and Jeremy
"Roadkill" Thranton. Prophet stands up off the bench and adjusts his
elbow pads one last time, while Derrick stays seated on the bench lacing
up his gold and black boots.)
Derrick DaMann- Go ahead Prophet, they'll be announcing us any minute.
I'll meet you in the entranceway. Give me another minute here, 'kay?
(Prophet nods his head and exits the IC dressing room, completely
ignoring Anthony Edwards on his way out.)
Anthony Edwards: Can I have a word with you, Mr. DaMann?
(Derrick looks up at Anthony Edwards and flashes his Million Dollar
DaMann smile :)
Derrick DaMann- When have you known me ever to only have one word? Come
on in.
(Anthony Edwards walks in timidly and stands next to the seated
DaMann..who returns to lacing up his boots.)
Anthony Edwards: Mr. DaMann, what are your feelings towards your
long-anticipated upcoming match with Jeremy "Roadkill" Thranton and your
long-time rival, A.J. "Black Ice" Stanson?
Derrick DaMann- TONIGHT, TONIGHT, TONIGHT!! Tonight we're going to see
the fruits of a lot of labor. Once upon a time, the Inner Circle had it
all in IWF/WOW. But all of a sudden we gave it all up. People all across
the world wondered why. Why did the Inner Circle appear to have
self-destructed? It's simple....it would make conquering the IWF/WOW that
much sweeter the SECOND time around. A.J., Roadspill....I hope you
enjoyed your false sense of confidence after End of the World. EOW marked
the first time in about a year that the Inner Circle didn't have some
kind of World heavyweight title...and the two men that the fans had to
thank for that was you two. The Power Alliance finally appeared to have
turned the tides on the Inner Circle.
(Derrick pauses a bit and flashes a sly smile to the camera)
But to quote a good friend, "that was a wrong answer."
A.J. and Roadspill made up. Cooper got the push of a lifetime. The PA
added the Intercontinental champion, the Desert Scorpion to their ranks.
The PA were riding a high that only the Inner Circle has seen before. It
seemed like overnight, the Power Alliance was invincible.
(Derrick puts his index finger and thumb a half an inch away from each
other)
Or so we let the world assume for just a little bit. The Inner Circle
made the world believe that they had disintegrated. We made the world
believe that the Power Alliance held all the cards in this war. We made
the world believe that the Inner Circle had nothing left and was just
going to fade to nothing. We made the world believe.....that the Power
Alliance was finally going to win the war with the Inner Circle.
(Derrick laughs a bit then continues)
We let the world believe all these outlandish things so it would make the
IC RISING FROM THE PRESUMED DEAD TO TAKE THE IWF/WOW OVER __JUST__
__ONE___ __MORE___ __TIME__ that much more special. Starting with
tonight....continuing through the July 4 Rumble...and through to beyond.
Anthony Edwards: "Starting with tonight"?!? It almost sounds like you are
guaranteeing victory tonight against Jeremy Thranton and A.J. Stanson!
Derrick DaMann- Anthony Edwards, you catch on quick. I GUARANTEE VICTORY
TONIGHT AGAINST THE POWER ALLIANCE. Look at my record, 3 month WOW Asian
champion, 7 month flawless IWF/WOW Intercontinental champion, and 3
month IWF World Heavyweight champion. A 34 match no-pin, no-submission
streak.....who in IWF, WOW or ANY federation can brag about that? When I
go out there night after night to put on a show, 10 times out of 10 I'm
going to walk away that night the winner. I guarantee victory tonight
against Thranton and Stanson.
Anthony Edwards: If anybody didn't know any better, it would seem like
you know something that the Power Alliance doesn't know!
Derrick DaMann- Hit the nail on the head, big man. A.J. Stanson can live
a million lifetimes and never be able to figure out what's up my sleeve.
Jeremy Thranton? Well, Jeremy Thranton doesn't get too much credit around
here for what's he's got upstairs...and there's a reason. Anybody who's
ever met him knows full well what I'm talking about. At least in one way,
"Roadkill" is a fitting nickname. But Stanson....Stanson makes the
mistake of coming back for more each and every time.
(Derrick shakes his head and laughs....Edwards barely gets out a pained
giggle.)
A.J., you've wanted my blood on your hands for a long time now...we've
stepped into the same ring out there on three occasions
(Derrick puts up three fingers)
First time was Rumble Down Under....result? I drop DaBomb on you and you
get pinned to the mat.
(Derrick puts down his ring finger)
Second time was Wrestlefest....result? I reverse your Iceberg Tigerdriver
into a victory roll and you are pinned for the three count.
(Derrick puts down his middle finger)
Third time was End of the World....result? I eliminate your friend
Roadspill from the matchup and you wind up getting suplexed for the three
count.
(Derrick puts up his three fingers again)
Three matches, three instances of you getting pinned to the mat. Tonight,
tonight is going to be number __4__. I don't mean to sound juvenile, but
I know something you don't know. You're never going to figure it out in
time and you are certainly not going to see it coming. Guarantee victory?
Damn right.
("Sad But True" by Metallica begins to play throughout the arena)
That's my cue.... A.J. Stanson, you are going to be pinned to the mat by
me in your glorious career one more time. Starting with this weekend, the
world is going to watch the Inner Circle take it __ALL BACK__. There's
nothing you can do about it. Learn to love it. (Derrick stands up and
makes the Inner Circle hand signal) Inner Circle forever.
(Derrick stands up and the camera follows him out the door to the
entranceway where he meets Prophet as they walk down the aisle to the
introductions)
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John Robertson: We are just seconds away from the biggest match of the night
here at New Era. Who knows what will happen.
Jack Anderson: Thranton and Stanson are going to be up for a tough test
tonight but I believe they will score the win.
Rick Wright: Don't count on it. DaMann and Prophet are at the top of their
game... you'll see them walking out with the win tonight!
John Robertson: Lets go to the ring!
RA: Ladies and gentlemen, it's now time for THE MAIN EVENT OF
IWF/WOW NEW ERA!!!! The following tag team contest is scheduled for
one fall. Introducing team number 1. First, accompanied to the ring
by the Choir Master. From The Bible Belt, he weighs in at 240 pounds,
THE PROPHET!!!!
(The Prophet enters the arena to a loud chorus of boos. He is
accompanied by his choir who are singing the Alluluia Chorus. The
Prophet is a smaller, well built man, wearing a white robe with
Prophet written on the back in rhinestones. The Prophet is a high
flyer, and a good technician.)
RA: His partner, is from Beverly Hills, California, and he weighs in
at 240 pounds, DERRICK DAMANN!!!!
(Sad but True by Metallica plays and DaMann enters the arena to an
equally loud chorus of boos. DaMann is a smaller, well built man.
He is wearing a gold and black denim jacket. On the back of it in big gold
letters are the words "Derrick DaMann". He wears long black trunks with
gold streaks down the legs and the letters "DD" in gold down the left leg.
He also wears black and white O'Neal wrestling boots with the letters "IC" in
red. DaMann is an all rounder.)
RA: And their opponents (The crowd goes nuts) First, from Los
Angeles, California, he weighs in at 320 pounds, JEREMY "ROADKILL"
THRANTON!!!!
(I'm Only Happy When it Rains by Garbage plays and Thranton walks
into the already loud arena. He wears a long black trenchcoat to the
ring. Thranton is a larger, well built man, who is a technically
skilled brawler.)
RA: His partner, led to the ring by his manager NEVADA, is from
Fairbanks, Alaska, and he weighs in at 262 pounds, AJ "BLACK ICE"
STANSON!!!!
(Dead Souls by Nine Inch Nails plays and the crowd becomes deafening
as Nevada leads the smaller, well built Stanson into the arena. He
is wearing a ring jacket with a picture of a road covered in black
ice on the back. He is wearing short tights with a large border,
that are coloured black, dark blue, and a greyish silver.)
DING!! DING!! DING!!
John Robertson: Here we go, with what should be an outstanding
match.
Jack Anderson: Outstanding may turn out to be a bit of an
understatement. In the ring in this match, are the last _4_ IWF and
WOW World Champions.
Rick Wright: You guys are dead wrong. This match is going to be
bland, and you know why? Cause Prophet and DaMann are going to end
this match quickly. I can't see it lasting more than 5 minutes.
John Robertson: I highly doubt that's going to happen Wright. The
teams have decided who are going to start, and it'll be Stanson and
Prophet.
Jack Anderson: The two men lock up... Stanson pushes Prophet into
the corner. The referee calls for a break, but Stanson isn't moving.
The ref steps in between... CHEAP SHOT BY THE PROPHET!!! He thumbed
him in the eye behind the ref's back!!
John Robertson: Prophet grabs Stanson and drives a forearm to the
side of the head, and then whips Stanson into the ropes. Stanson
ducks under a clothesline... FLYING SHOULDER TACKLE!! The Prophet
goes down, DaMann runs in CLOTHESLINE BY STANSON!! Thranton jumps
in and tosses The Prophet over the top rope, and Stanson chucks
_DaMann_ over the top rope. The crowd is going nuts!!!
Rick Wright: These people need to settle down. This match is far
from over.
Jack Anderson: You just said it wouldn't go more than five minutes.
Rick Wright: Maybe I was a little off. Sue me.
Jack Anderson: The Prophet and DaMann are regrouping on the outside.
Prophet climbs in and tags in DaMann. Derrick DaMann climbs in, and
Stanson moves towards him. DaMann... DaMann is pointing at
Thranton. He wants Thranton in the ring.
John Robertson: Stanson looks at the crowd and points at Jeremy
Thranton, and the crowd goes nuts. Stanson tags in Thranton, and
Jeremy Thranton steps into the ring. Thranton and DaMann circle and
lock up. DaMann rakes the eyes of Thranton, and delivers a vicious
European Uppercut. DaMann shoves Thranton into the corner and
delivers a right hand, and another. THRANTON TURNS DAMANN INTO
THE CORNER AND STARTS DRILLING HIM WITH RIGHTS AND
LEFTS!!!
Jack Anderson: Thranton pulls DaMann out of the corner... GORILLA
PRESS... and Thranton slams DaMann to the mat. DaMann rolls out of
the ring under the bottom rope... and THRANTON KNOCKS PROPHET OFF
THE APRON WITH A FOREARM TO THE HEAD!!!
Rick Wright: Thranton and Stanson have the momentum right now, and
DaMann and Prophet need to regroup.
John Robertson: The big problem I see right now for DaMann and The
prophet is the size disadvantage they have here. It's not so bad
with Stanson, but Thranton is much bigger than DaMann and Prophet.
Jack Anderson: DaMann steps back into the ring. He moves towards
Thranton AND SPITS ON HIM!! Thranton lunges at DaMann, who exits
the ring in a hurry!! Thranton is following him. DaMann is on the
move, and Thranton is right behind him... THE PROHET JUST NAILED
THRANTON FROM BEHIND!! AND THRANTON HITS HEAD FIRST
ON THE GUARDRAIL!!
Rick Wright: Brilliant strategy!! That'll chop him down to size!!
John Robertson: Prophet rolls Thranton into the ring where DaMann is
waiting for him. DaMann stomps Thranton is the back of the head, and
then lifts him to his feet and sets him up... PILEDRIVER!!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann stomps on Thranton again, reaches out, and
tags in The Prophet. Prophet lifts Thranton and whips him into the
ropes... Clothesline. Prophet bounces off the ropes... Legdrop and a
cover,
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Thranton kicks out.
John Robertson: Prophet lifts Thranton, scoops him up... Body slam.
Prophet tags DaMann. DaMann heads to the top rope... FLYING ELBOW
DROP!! DaMann hooks a leg,
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2..
Thranton kicks out again.
Jack Anderson: DaMann lifts Thranton and whips him into the ropes...
SPINNING HEEL KICK!! DaMann covers,
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2..
Thranton lifts his shoulder.
Rick Wright: Ha ha... It won't be long now.
John Robertson: DaMann lifts Thranton and shoves him into the IC
corner. DaMann kicks Thranton in the stomach, and tags in The
Prophet. The Prophet pulls Thranton out of the corner and whips him
into the ropes... REVERSED!!... Thranton tries a clothesline...
ducked by Prophet and he's trying to take Thranton down with a
crucifix... SAMOAN DROP BY THRANTON!!!
Jack Anderson: Thranton crawls to his corner... AND MAKES THE TAG!!
Stanson is in the ring... Drives Prophet to the ground with a right
hand. DaMann enters the ring... STANSON NAILS HIM WITH A LARIAT,
AND SENDS DAMANN THROUGH THE ROPES AND TO THE FLOOR!!
John Robertson: Stanson whips Prophet into the ropes... POWERSLAM!!
Stanson lifts Prophet and whips him into the corner... BIG
CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER BY AJ STANSON!!
Jack Anderson: Stanson pulls Prophet out of the corner and throws
him into the PA corner and tags in Thranton. Thranton enters thr
ring, and he's pounding on Prophet in the corner. Right hand after
right hand has dropped the Prophet to his butt in the corner.
John Robertson: Thranton lifts Prophet and whips him into the
ropes... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! Thranton covers,
1..
2..
Prophet lifts his shoulder.
Jack Anderson: Thranton lifts Prophet and takes him to the PA
corner. Thranton tags in Stanson, who climbs to the second
turnbuckle. Thranton scoops up Prophet and nails him with a
backbreaker. STANSON NAILS PROPHET WITH AN ELBOW
FROM THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE!!! The cover,
1..
2..
3!!
NO!!! Prophet got his foot on the bottom rope!!!!
John Robertson: Stanson lifts Prophet and whips him into the
ropes... Clothesline. Stanson bounces off the ropes... kneedrop.
Stanson covers,
1..
2..
Derrick DaMann breaks it up!!
Jack Anderson: Jeremy Thranton hits the ring and goes after DaMann.
DaMann goes to the outside, and Thranton follows. The referee jumps
out of the ring, and gets between Thranton and DaMann. The referee
is escorting Thranton back to his side of the ring, and in the ring,
AJ Stanson has ascended to the top rope... DAMANN PUSHES HIM OFF
THE TOP ROPE ALL THE WAY TO THE FLOOR... STANSON LANDED
ON THE GUARDRAIL!!!!!!
John Robertson: The Prophet makes his way to his corner and tags in
DaMann. DaMann quickly heads to the outside and grabs Stanson...
Right hand. DaMann scoops Stanson up... and drops him throat first
on the guardrail.
Jack Anderson: DaMann lifts Stanson and rolls him into the ring.
DaMann stomps on Stanson's face, and again. DaMann lifts Stanson and
locks him in a full nelson... DRAGON SUPLEX,
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3!!!
NO!!! STANSON KICKED OUT JUST IN TIME!!!
John Robertson: DaMann yells something at the referee as he lifts
Stanson and whips him into the ropes... DaMann nails Stanson with a
high knee. DaMann lifts Stanson and points at Thranton. DaMann sets
up Stanson... JACK-KNIFE POWERBOMB!!! DaMann just delivered his
version of Thranton's Ultimate Drive-By!!! DaMann covers,
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2..
Stanson kicks out.
Jack Anderson: DaMann wants a faster count, but I think the ref has
been very consistant.
Rick Wright: I think we've found another referee who has trouble
counting to three. Are you guys positive they test these referees
for IQ?
John Robertson: DaMann lifts Stanson and whips him into the ropes...
HURRICANRANA... STANSON TURNS IT INTO AN ICEBURG TIGER
DRIVER!!!!!!!!!
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3!!!!!
NO!!! THE PROPHET BROKE THAT UP _JUST_ IN TIME!!!!!
Jack Anderson: That was extremly close!! And what an incredible
counter by Stanson, reversing that Hurricanrana into an Iceburg!!
John Robertson: Stanson crawls over.. AND TAGS IN THRANTON!!
Thranton climbs into the ring and stops DaMann from reaching his
corner. Thranton lifts DaMann to his feet and whips him into the
ropes... HOT SHOT!!!
Jack Anderson: Incredible move from Thranton, mostly because of his
height. Steve Austin used to use that move effectively, a move he
called the Stun Gun.
Rick Wright: Thanks for the history lesson Jack.
John Robertson: Thranton isn't done with DaMann. He lifts DaMann to
his feet and grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!!! Thranton
covers,
1..
2..
DaMann lifts his shoulder!!!!
Jack Anderson: Thranton lifts DaMann and whips him into the PA
corner. Thranton tags in Stanson. Stanson enters the ring and nails
DaMann with a right hand. Stanson pulls DaMann out of the corner and
sets him up... Back Suplex perfectly executed. Stanson grabs
DaMann's legs... SCORPION DEATH LOCK!!!
Rick Wright: DaMann'll never give up!!
John Robertson: DaMann is in a tremendous amount of pain right now.
Here comes the Prophet... HE'S CUT OFF BY THRANTON!!! Prophet and
Thranton are going at it on one side of the ring, while SAtanson has
DaMann locked in a Scorpion Death lock on the other side.
Jack Anderson: The look on DaMann's face suggests that he's in a
world of hurt right now. But he's still refusing to give up. The
referee is letting Thranton and Prophet continue to fight on the
other side.
John Robertson: PROPHET JUST NAILED THRANTON WITH A
LOW BLOW!!!! Prophet moves over behind Stanson... AND BREAKS THE
SUBMISSION HOLD WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!! Now the Prophet lifts
DaMann and carries him to the IC corner. Prophet steps through the
ropes and tags himself in.
Rick Wright: Great tag team wrestling by The Prophet!!
Jack Anderson: The Prophet gets in the ring and grabs Stanson. The
Prophet whips Stanson into the ropes... FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! The
Prophet lifts Stanson to his feet... SAVATE KICK!! The Prophet
covers,
1..
2..
Stanson kicks out.
John Robertson: The Prophet lifts Stanson to his feet and sets him
up... DDT!!! The Prophet rolls Stanson over and covers,
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2..
Stanson kicks out!!
Jack Anderson: The Prophet lifts Stanson and tags in DaMann. DaMann
steps in the ring and they whip Stanson into the ropes... DOUBLE
DROPKICK!!!
John Robertson: DaMann slowly gets up, still favouring his back
slightly. DaMann lifts Stanson and sets him up... DIAMOND CUTTER!!!
DaMann covers,
1..
2..
THRANTON BREAKS UP THE PIN!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann tags in The Prophet. The Prophet lifts
Stanson and sets him up... ATOMIC DROP... LARIAT FROM BEHIND!!!
The Prophet lifts Stanson and sets him up... BRAIN-BUSTER
SUPLEX!!!!! The Prophet covers,
1..
2..
3!!!!
NO!!! Stanson lifted his shoulder.
John Robertson: The Prophet climbs through the ropes, and to the top
turnbuckle. The Prophet waits for Stanson to get to his feet.
Stanson gets up and turns towards The Prophet... FLYING CROSS BODY
BLOCK... REVERSED INTO A POWERSLAM BY STANSON,
1..
2..
3!!!!
STANSON AND... NO!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! THE PROPHET KICKED
OUT!!!!
Jack Anderson: Stanson gets to his feet, backs into his corner, and
tags Thranton. Thranton enters the ring, grabs The Prophet, and
lifts him to his feet. Thranton scoops him up... SIDE SUPLEX!!
John Robertson: Thranton gets up and lifts The Prophet again...
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! Thranton is throwing The Prophet around
like a rag doll.
Jack Anderson: Thranton is taking advantage of the tremendous size
difference between himself and the Prophet.
Rick Wright: Just wait. The Prophet will start using his tremendous
intellectual advantage any time now.
John Robertson: Thranton lifts The Prophet again. Thranton sets
prophet up with a waist lock... RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!!! Thranton
covers,
1..
2..
DAMANN NAILS THRANTON FROM THE TOP ROPE AND BREAKS UP
THE PIN ATTEMPT!!!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann drove the point of his elbow into the back of
Thranton's neck, and it looks like he may have knocked him
semi-conscious!!
John Robertson: Both men are down and the referee is counting,
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8..
The Prophet is on his knees breaking the count. He covers Thranton,
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2..
3!!
WAIT A MINUTE!!! THE REFEREE SIGNALS A 2 COUNT!!!!
Jack Anderson: The Prophet pulls himself up using the ropes, and tags in
DaMann. DaMann quickly gets into the ring and lifts Thranton to his
feet. DaMann sets up Thranton... Back Suplex!!!
John Robertson: DaMann grabs Thranton's legs... He's pulling
Thranton towards the corner. DaMann slides under the ropes and pulls
Thranton in so he's straddling the ringpost. DaMann DRIVES
THRANTON'S LEFT LEG INTO THE RINGPOST!!! DAMANN DOES
IT AGAIN!!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann climbs back into the ring and drags Thranton
out of the corner. He drapes Thranton's leg on the bottom rope,
jumps up, and comes crashing down on the left knee.
Rick Wright: Here we go, it's the beginning of the end.
John Robertson: DaMann grabs Thranton's leg and drags him to the
center of the ring. DaMann drops an elbow across the knee. DaMann
stands back up... FIGURE-FOUR LEGLOCK!!!!!
Jack Anderson: DaMann has this Figure-Four expertly applied.
Thranton is in obvious pain, as DaMann continues to pour on the
pressure. STANSON JUMPS INTO THE RING AND STOMPS ON
DAMANN, BREAKING THE HOLD!!!
Rick Wright: C'mon ref, get that cheater out of the ring.
John Robertson: The Prophet gets into the ring and HE applies the
Figure-Four. DaMann slaps his hands together as he leaves the ring.
The ref had his back turned, and there was no tag. Who are the
cheaters now Wright?
Rick Wright: Not DaMann and Prophet. It's only cheating if you get
caught.
Jack Anderson: Not only did they make a switch just now, but The
Prophet also positioned himself closer to DaMann... and they're
taking advantage. DaMann is grabbing The Prophet's hands, allowing
The Prophet to add extra pressure.
John Robertson: The referee caught them and he's forcing Prophet to
release the Figure-Four. Prophet lets it go and tags in DaMann.
DaMann lifts Thranton to his feet and lifts him up... KNEEBREAKER!!
Jack Anderson: Thranton was able to stay on his one foot, and he
takes a swing at DaMann!! DaMann ducks... SLEEPER HOLD APPLIED BY
DERRICK DAMANN!!!
John Robertson: DaMann has this sleeper locked on good. Thranton is
fighting, but he's having trouble standing. Thranton is on one
knee... NO WAIT!! Thranton is pushing himself up on his good leg...
THRANTON DROPS TO THE MAT, NAILING DAMANN WITH A
JAWBREAKER!!!!!
Jack Anderson: Both men are down. The referee is beginning a count,
1..
2..
3..
4..
5..
6..
7..
8..
DaMann rolls over and drapes his arm on Thranton!!!,
1..
2..
Thranton lifts his shoulder!!!
John Robertson: Thranton is slowly making his way to his corner...
Stanson is stretching as far as he can... THRANTON MAKES THE TAG!!
Stanson climbs into the ring and grabs DaMann. Stanson lifts DaMann
and whips him into the ropes... BIG CLOTHESLINE!!!
Jack Anderson: Stanson goes over to the IC corner and nails The
Prophet. Stanson grabs DaMann and whips him into the corner...
STANSON CHARGES AND NAILS DAMANN WITH A STINGER
SPLASH!!!
John Robertson: Stanson grabs DaMann and pulls him out of the
corner, DDT!!! Stanson covers,
1..
2..
DaMann gets his foot on the bottom rope.
Jack Anderson: Stanson lifts DaMann, scoops him up and body slams
him in the center of the ring. Stanson climbs through the ropes, and
to the top turnbuckle... FLYING SPLASH!!! Stanson covers,
1..
2..
3!!!
NO!!! DAMANN KICKED OUT AT 2!!!!!
John Robertson: Stanson up, and he tags in Thranton. They whip
DaMann into the ropes... DOUBLE RUNNING CLOTHESLINE!!! Thranton
lifts DaMann and sets him up... Reverse Atomi... No, Thranton sits
DaMann on the top turnbuckle. Thranton points at The Prophet and
sets up DaMann... SUPERPLEX!!!! Thranton just gave DaMann a Saving
Grace!!! Thranton covers,
1..
2..
3!!
NO!!! THE PROPHET MAKES THE SAVE!!!!
Jack Anderson: Thranton lifts DaMann and tags in Stanson. They whip
DaMann into the ropes... DOUBLE BOOT TO THE HEAD!! Stanson lifts
DaMann... Side Russian Leg Sweep!! Stanson covers,
1..
2..
DaMann lifts his shoulder!!
John Robertson: Stanson lifts DaMann... LOW BLOW by DaMann. DaMann
is slowly making his way to his corner... HE MAKES THE TAG!!
Jack Anderson: The Prophet in the ring he grabs Stanson... STANSON
NAILS THE PROPHET WITH A LOW BLOW!!! DaMann runs into the ring
and clotheslines Stanson!! Here comes Thranton, and there's a four
way brawl going on in the ring!!
John Robertson: DaMann and Thranton are in one corner, Stanson and
Prophet in another. The referee is trying to seperate DaMann and
Thranton. DaMann spits on Thranton again. Thranton shoves DaMann into
the corners and nails him with lefts and rights repeatedly! Thranton is
going to work on DaMann!
Jack Anderson: Stanson is pounding away on Prophet in the opposite corner
from DaMann and Thranton! Jeremy and A.J. gave each other a signal. What
could that mean?
John Robertson: Jeremy Thranton whips DaMann across the ring.....into the
corner! HE COLLIDES INTO THE PROPHET IN THE CORNER!
Jack Anderson: Did you hear their heads crack!?!??
John Robertson: The Prophet is lying on the mat completely unconscious!
DaMann is still staggering on his feet in the ring! STANSON WITH THE
COVER!
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KICKOUT BY PROPHET!!
Jack Anderson: I don't believe that! Where did Prophet get that last bit
of energy to kickout from?
John Robertson: Thranton jumps to the outside and continues to go to work
on DaMann. Stanson is still pounding away on the helpless Prophet.
Jack Anderson: Jeremy Thranton whips DaMann into the steel barricade!
DAMANN HITS THE STEEL FRONT-FIRST!
John Robertson: Listen to the crowd chant along with Stanson's punches on
the Prophet in the corner!!
Jack Anderson: Jeremy Thranton is pointing to the steel steps!! HE HAS
DAMANN BY THE HAIR!! THRANTON WHIPS DAMANN INTO THE STAIRS!!! REVERSAL!!!
THRANTON GOES INTO THE STEEL STAIRS!!!
John Robertson: Jeremy Thranton hit the stairs head-first....it doesn't
look like he's moving. He could be knocked out cold.
Jack Anderson: Meanwhile Stanson has whipped The Prophet into the
ropes... SPINEBUSTER!!!! That's usually the setup for the Iceburg!!
John Robertson: If he hits it, it's all over for the Prophet......wait,
where's DaMann going? He's going over to Nevada!!
Jack Anderson: What's he doing over there?
John Robertson: OH MY GOD!! HE JUST SLAPPED NEVADA TO THE FLOOR!! DAMANN
IS STANDING OVER NEVADA YELLING AT HER!!!
Jack Anderson: A.J. SAW EVERYTHING!! HE DROPS THE PROPHET ON THE MAT!!
HE'S GOING TO THE OUTSIDE!!
John Robertson: PROPHET FROM BEHIND!! HE HIT A DOUBLE AXEHANDLE TO THE
BACK OF STANSON'S HEAD.
Jack Anderson: Prophet with a back suplex!!
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DING!! DING!! DING!!
RA: The winners of this bout (Sad but True by Metallica plays, The
Prophet's choir starts singing along, and the crowd boos very loudly)
THE PROPHET AND DERRICK DAMANN!!!!!!!!!!
Rick Wright: DAMANN AND PROPHET WIN! I KNEW IT!
John Robertson: What's going on now? DaMann pushed Nevada in the ring.
Jack Anderson: AJ Stanson gets back in the ring. DaMann and Prophet back
off. Stanson is over with Nevada trying to find out if she is allright.
John Robertson: Nevada looks pissed off at Stanson.
Rick Wright: Is there problems between the two?
Jack Anderson: Stanson seems confused. He does not know why Nevada is
pissed.
John Robertson: WHAT!? Is that what I just thought I heard Nevada call
Stanson? Nevada is yelling at Stanson in the ring. DaMann is standing by and
watching. He caused all this!!!
Jack Anderson: What's going on?
John Robertson: Nevada just put up her hands and walked out of the ring!
She's headed towards the lockerrooms. A.J. Stanson doesn't know what to
make of this! DaMann is just watching from the aisleway.
Jack Anderson: What a S.O.B. he is. He seems contented with what he's
seeing.
John Robertson: Nevada is walking over to where DaMann is standing. He
put his arm around her!??! NEVADA IS WALKING BACK WITH DERRICK DAMANN!!
Jack Anderson: WHAT THE HELL?
John Robertson: I can not believe this! DaMann is going back to the
locker
room with Nevada. We are being told Anthony Edwards is backstage with a
microphone. Lets go to him.
(Scene changes to backstage)
Anthony Edwards: Derrick, DERRICK!!
(a tired, sweaty, smiling Derrick DaMann along with Nevada, walk into the
camera's view with Anthony Edwards)
Derrick DaMann- Didn't I say to call me Mr. DaMann at all times. But
that's not really important right about now. What's REALLY IMPORTANT NOW
is the fact that I guarantee victory and the Prophet and I came away with
flying colors! For the FOURTH time in a row at a Pay Per View, A.J.
Stanson had his shoulders pinned to the mat....with the only person
responsible for that being ___Derrick DaMann___.
(Derrick points to himself twice, accenting each name)
And of course, there was a little assist from someone very special. The
last person in the world he would expect to cost him a match.
(Derrick laughs and points to Nevada)
Anthony Edwards (completely shocked): Nevada....What's the meaning of
what we just saw out there?
Nevada- A.J., consider yourself without a manager from now on. I've
switched to the winning side. You just weren't getting the job done
anymore. Consider yourself fired. I'm the new manager of DERRICK DAMANN!
Anthony Edwards: WHAT?? DERRICK DAMANN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER? WHAT
KIND OF CONTROLS DO YOU HAVE ON HER?
Derrick DaMann- None whatsoever. She joined me on her own free will. I
didn't force her to make the right decision. She did it on her own. Ain't
that right, hun?
(Derrick points to his cheek, Nevada leans over and kisses it. Anthony
Edwards makes a face of complete disgust.)
Derrick DaMann- A.J. Stanson...how does it feel to have nothing left?
Sure, I was responsible for you being pinned at your FOURTH Pay Per View
in a row....but that pales in comparison to this! (points to Nevada) How
does it feel to have your most precious possession....TAKEN AWAY BY YOUR
WORST ENEMY? HOW DOES IT FEEL STANSON?
(Derrick leans towards the camera for more emphasis on his
words......then he slowly becomes completely vertical again)
You never could have guessed this in a million years. Wrestlefest, I took
your best friend from you. New Era, I took your most prized possession
away. Not only did I take your manager, but I also took the most
important person in your life away from you. You have nothing, A.J.
Stanson.
(pause)
Your title.....gone.
(pause)
Your manager....gone.
(pause)
Your confidence....gone.
(pause)
___Your pride.....gone.___
(Derrick snaps his fingers)
Just like that.
Friday's going to be no different. I'm going to walk away with everything
one more time...with nothing you can do about it. Anthony Edwards, fade
to black. Fade to black on A.J. Stanson's career. Inner Circle forever.
(Derrick and Nevada continue walking away.....they continue walking to
the Inner Circle dressing room where screams and yells of joy are heard
among the popping of champagne bottles. The scene fades from New Era.)