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August 15th 2003 Live from Kamper Arena, Kansas City
Grand ennemi de tout le genre bunaim Que sera pire qu�ayeulx, oncles ne peres En fer, feu, eau, sanguine et inbunain Maura Downs:What did that writing say? Louis Carvanelie:I couldn�t make it out, it was foreign or something. Maura Downs:I bet it has something to do with that man in the limo. Louis Carvanelie:More than likely. Our next match-up is James Roberts, US Championship finalist, who will face Davlin McCaine at Adrenaline Rush, against Eric Dean! Louis Carvanelie: If Eric Dean can pull off a victory here, and Roberts goes on to win the US title, you've got to know they'll be a title match somewhere down the line! Maura Downs: But James Roberts has a tough task ahead of him, both tonight, andespecially at Adrenaline Rush when he faces Davlin McCaine! The arena lights slowly dim one by one, as 'Lateralus' plays on the PA system, and the arena is placed in complete darkness and smoke rises on the ramp. James Roberts, one third of Last Vengeance, appears on the entrance ramp, and looks ready for this match. He runs down to the ring and slides in, bouncing up and down on his feet, anxious to get this one started, as 'Faint' no hits the PA system, and Eric Dean appears on the ramp. The two wrestlers stare at eachother from either end of the arena, and then Eric Dean sprints down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope. The bell rings. Maura Downs: Both men seem determined and ready... Louis Carvanelie: And here we go... straight for the show of strength... Dean and Roberts lock up and fight it out in the centre of the ring, before Roberts gets the upper hand, throwing Dean back into the ropes. Dean staggers for a second, but then comes right back for a lock-up with Roberts again, and this time, it's Dean who comes out on top, pushing Roberts back into the turnbuckle. The two men come to the centre and come eye to eye. Roberts pushes Dean arrogantly, and Dean pushes Roberts back, who then retaliates with a right hook knocking Dean to the mat. Dean pops back up and is taken down with another right, and pops up again, into a clothsline from Roberts who then elbow drops Dean, and again, and then bridges into a pinning predicament, which Dean kicks out from at 2. Dean pops back to his feet and misses with a right, and Roberts takes Dean down with a neckbraker. Maura Downs: Roberts is determined to leave here with the win today, and go in with that momentum for Adrenaline Rush! Louis Carvanelie: Yeah, but Dean won't make it that easy for him. Eric Dean holds the back of his head and neck and gets to his feet, to be taken down once more with a standing dropkick. He gets slowly to his feet and gets whipped into the turnbuckle as Roberts runs foward and gets a boot in his face as Dean sits up on the turnbuckle... and flies off and knocks Roberts down with a shoulder tackle! Roberts rolls through back on his feet and is rammed into the turnbuckle, as Dean flips back and drives his shoulder into Roberts ribs, two or three times before Roberts collapses in the corner. Dean shoves the boot in Roberts face, choking him as the ref makes the count and orders him off. Dean raises his arms in the air, and the crowd cheer, but he takes too long, as Roberts has dragged himself up. THEN FLIPS DEAN OVER WITH A POWER CLOTHSLINE! Dean is down and Roberts drops to his knees and hooks the leg, but Dean kicks out at 2. Maura Downs: DID YOU SEE THAT? JAMES ROBERTS NEARLY TOOK DEANS HEAD OFF WITH THAT CLOTHSLINE! Louis Carvanelie: Yeah, and Roberts isn't too happy he didn't get the win there. James Roberts drags Eric Dean to his feet, and drops him with a DDT, before jumping to the top turnbuckle! He raises one arm to the crowd, and boos shower down on him, before he flies off the top turnbuckle, AND MISSES WITH THE DIVING HEADBUTT! Dean managed to move out of the way, and Roberts got nothing but mat. He lies face down as Dean pushes himself to his feet. He looks around, then down at Roberts, and then whips himself off the ropes, dropkicking Roberts in his face as he gets to his knees. Roberts is down again and rolls out of the ring to pull himself together but Dean is having none of it! He runs and dives over the top rope, BUT ROBERTS MOVES! Roberts moved and slapped Dean down against the mat, and the resulting sound was sickning. Roberts pulls Dean to his feet and rolls into the ring. He slides in after and stomps on Dean for emphasis, before locking in the Bitter Sweet Dreams. He wrenches it and Dean screams out in pain desperately reaching for the ropes. He pulls himself closer with one hand and finally, after much fighting out in the submission hold, grabs the bottom rope and the ref orders the hold to be broken. James Roberts releases the hold and drags him to the centre of the ring, with the intention of placing Dean in the hold again, but Dean rolls him up!! 1....2... kick out. Roberts rolls from the pin as Dean gets to his feet and gets a kick to the stomach and pulled foward in a powerbomb position.. Roberts hoists him up but Dean struggles and jumps over Roberts, turning and pushing him into the ropes, but Roberts comes back with a dropkick to the knee, sending Dean to the mat, and in a flash, Roberts has Dean in the Crippler Crossface!! Maura Downs: James Roberts displaying his submission skills here, and how long can Dean hold out? Louis Carvanelie: I don't know, but he's pretty close to the ropes... and damn, he's got them! Dean managed to crawl to the ropes, and once more Roberts has to release his hold. He pulls Dean to his feet and whips him chest first into the turnbuckle, grabs a hold of Dean and german suplexes him, as Dean lands full force on the back of his head, and Roberts holds on. He gets to his feet, and delivers another German suplex as Dean is looking out of it, Roberts throws him over one more time as Dean flips over in mid-air and lands hard on his face. Dean is down, and Roberts falls down for the cover, 1...2.... Dean got his foot on the rope! Roberts gets in the refs face, claiming that was a three count, but the ref isn't budging. He pushes the ref, who bounces off the ropes and pushes Roberts back, straight into a roll-up from Dean, but again Roberts kicks out at 2!! Roberts is furious now as both men get to their feet, Dean kicks Roberts in the gut, then looks to score with a suplex, but Roberts falls on the other side as Dean turns around.... STRAIGHT INTO THE EXODUS OF EXISTENCE!! Roberts isn't done yet, as he drags Dean to his feet, and scores with the Eradicator! Dean is down and still Roberts isn't finished... He locks in The Living Nightmare and Dean is out... he can't tap... The ref orders the bell to be rung... Maura Downs: Impressive win by Roberts there!! Louis Carvanelie: He's ready! He's ready for Adrenaline Rush, he's ready for Davlin McCaine!! Maura Downs: And what a match THAT will be!! Louis Carvanelie: All the same, I'm predicting Davlin for the win! Maura Downs: Well, sure... you would. The arena's pyro suddenly explodes in red, which causes the crowd to jump. Suddenly, the word TALENT flashes across the EXTREMEATRON, which combined with the booming sounds of 50 Cent's "In Da Club" causes the crowd to come alive. The pop that "The New Talent" Davlin McCaine gets when he walks out onto the stage is almost deafening in its volume. Louis Carvanelie: Oh yeah. This is the REAL "Highlight of the Night." "The New Talent" Davlin McCaine is in the house, and this crowd is LOVING it. >Maura Downs: As much as I hate to agree with you, Louis....Jesus, listen to this crowd. I think its safe to say that Davlin McCaine has become something of a phenominon amongst the EWA fans. ---Susie Vixen has joined Davlin on the stage. She smiles, and yet still stands in protection over her employer as he soaks up the tremendous response from the crowd. Davlin stands on the stage for a few moments, striking "GQ" poses to the cheering crowd, and then he leads Susie down to the ring. Louis Carvanelie: Curious that The Xecutioner isn't with Davlin for this.... Maura Downs: Well after that psycho freaking earlier this week...I don't blame Davlin for not having him out here. Louis Carvanelie: Shhhh, Davlin is about to speak. ---While the announcers have been talking, Davlin and Susie have slid into the ring. Davlin has a mic in his hand, and waiting for a break in the "Davlin" chants, he begins to speak. DAVLIN: What the FUCK is up, my Players and Playettes?!?(there is a HUGE pop to this...Davlin waits for it to subside, and then begins to speak again) Y'know...when I announced that I would be doing a live TALKING SHIT tonight...I wasn't sure what or who I would be talking about. After all, talking about The Butcher....that would be kind of bad taste. I've beaten and humilated his retarded ass about as much as was humanly possible. I mean, I've beaten the man...physically and mentally....I've destroyed his dreams and wrecked his career. I'd say my job was finished with him. Malenko? Well, I feel that my victory over him is pretty much a done deal by now. I figure that I might as well just let him stew in his own piss and clown makeup, dreading the day when "The Talent" comes to take his World Title from him. In other words, he's already a beaten man....why rush things? Finally, James "The Short Nap" Roberts. Well, once again....he's a beaten man in three short days. His actually showing up to the ppv is kind of trivial now. That U.S Title WILL be coming home with Davlin McCaine, and after that....it's just a shot calling away from Malenko, his belt, and running this damn fed. So unless you guys can come up with a good topic...I'm really not sure what to talk about out here. In fact, I might as well just...... Suddenly, "Downfall" performed by Trust Company begins to play through the arena PA sound system. Both Davlin and Susie look towards the Extremeatron in shock and disbelief as violet and blue-colored lights begin to shine throughout the arena. The thunderous cheers and ecstatic screams of the crowd are deafening as two more figures appear from the backstage area and at the top of the steel stage. Both Davlin and Susie are in shock as the crowd shows its approval. Louis Carvanelie: No ... it can't be! Maura Downs: But it is! IT IS!!! IT'S TOMMY PURR!!! --Tommy Purr, and his manager -- Mrs. Robinson -- stand posed at the top of the steel ramp. Tommy wears a silk black sleeveless shirt and black slacks, along with a pair of black leather boots, while the lovely Mrs. Robinson wears a strikingly stunning business suit. Tommy brings the microphone in his hand up to his mouth and begins to speak to the crowd as Trust Company begins to fade from the PA. TOMMY PURR: Finally ... I'm baaaaaack! --The crowd cheers wildly. TOMMY PURR: Now, Davlin, you wanted a topic of discussion for this week's edition of "Talking Shit"? Well, how's this for a topic ... Tommy Purr debuting in the EWA -- and then royally bitchslapping your ass from here to Kingdom Come? --The crowd is torn on this statement, but the cheers somewhat outweigh the jeers. TOMMY PURR: Did you honestly believe, Davlin, that you were going to get away with all of this? Did you honestly believe that I, Tommy Fucking Purr, would sit idley back and watch as you berate and insult me all over television? C'mon now Dav, you know me a lot better than that -- I'm here to make a statement, and I'm here to prove a point, and that point is that when you fuck with Tommy Purr, you get fucked back. I'll make this short and sweet, Davlin, considering I do not wish to soak up all of your spotlight ... you wanted attention from me, Davlin, and you've now got it ... undivided and in conditionally. I'm here in the EWA and I'm not going to be leaving any time soon ... my fellow Acts of God treat me like shit, I won't deny that ... they treat me like their bitch ... but it ends TONIGHT. From here on out, I'm going to make you ... I'm going to make Keller ... and I'm going to make the rest of the EWA and the rest of the IWF respect ME. I'm not saying I deserve the world at my feet ...but I know I DON'T deserve one thing, and that's to be treated like shit and humiliated by people like YOU. And that's where it all begins, Davlin, with you! Whatever your glitch is, Davlin, I'll be more than happy to debug you of it -- whether it be in a war of wits, an Arm-Wrestling Contest, a Runway Competition, or even ... yes ... a wrestling match. One way or another, I'm going to deliver 100% Purrfection each and every time ... and one way or another, you will learn to respect me and I'll prove to everyone that I am no longer some shoe-shining bitch for the Acts of God stuck-ups. Get ready, Davlin, because in due time ... Yellow Fever will be running rampant and the Tommyknocker will once again be dropped ... on ... you! --The crowd, still somewhat torn, still cheers as Davlin gets a very angry and vengeful look on his face. Susie stands at his side, speaking to him calmly as Mrs. Robinson, Dav's ex-girlfriend, takes the microphone from her client. MRS. ROBINSON: Now THAT'S how you really talk shit. --On that closing note, Mrs. Robinson and Tommy Purr exit to Mrs. R's entrance theme, "Legs" performed by Kid Rock. Tommy exits first as Mrs. Robinson walks backwards and blows a mocked kiss to her very angry ex. Louis Carvanelie: Tommy's laid down the gauntlet! Maura Downs: This is going to get a hell of a lot worse before it even begins to get better! Louis Carvanelie: Does "The New Talent" have what it takes to dodge "Yellow Fever"? Maura Downs: As long as he doesn't get seduced and destroyed by his leggy ex in the process. Louis Carvanelie: It's finally happening, the showdown that everyone has been waiting for since Davlin began his Talking Shit segments ... Tommy Purr Vs. Davlin McCaine! Maura Downs: But when? And where? The lights fade out, and as Eminem�s �Kill You� begins to play, The Butcher walks out onto the stage to a huge chorus of boos from the crowd. He ignores this, however, and focuses on the ring, with a look of pure intensity on his face. Maura Downs: Wow, the Butcher looks damn focused for this match right here. Louis Carvanelie: I couldn�t care how damn focused he is, there�s no way that idiot is going to walk out of this match a winner As Butcher reaches the ring, he steps between the ropes, and mounts one of the turnbuckles, flipping off a number of fans in the front few rows, which only increases the boos he receives. As he steps down, the lights dim out once again, as Linkin Park�s �Somewhere I Belong� now begins to play, as Dr mental now makes his way into the arena, to yet another deafening chorus of boos. He laughs this off, and walks down, keeping his eyes fixed on the 7�1 Butcher, who slowly walks around the ring, daring Mental to get in. Louis Carvanelie: There he is, there is the man who is not only going to take out Butcher and Pain Express tonight, but the man who is going to become one half of the next EWA Tag Team Champions Maura Downs: Well that may be your opinion Louis, but Mental isn�t the only one with a shot at those tag belts. Don�t forget that that man in the ring is also part of that tournament. Louis Carvanelie: Please, Butcher and Nightengale couldn�t order lunch without getting into a fight, how the hell will they even be able to compete with teams like the Dark Carnival? As Mental stalks Butcher on the outside, Butcher begins to taunt him, calling him into the ring. It doesn�t take long, however, before Mental sprints into the ring and begins to beat on Butcher, even before Pain Express can get to the ring! Maura Downs: And even before PE can get to the ring, these two are trying to take each other apart. It doesn�t take long, though, for Pain Express to get to the ring, as Alice in Chains �Angry Chair� begins playing, and PE sprints through the entrance curtain and into the ring! As the bell rings, PE instantly jumps on Mental and begins to pummel him with lefts and rights. Butcher attempts to get involved, but receives a clothesline to the outside for his troubles. Meanwhile, Mental gets back to his feet, and finds himself engaged in a fistfight with the Indiana Terminator. As they battle out, Mental gets backed into the corner with the pole sticking out, and PE begins to slam his head against the pole, as the crowd chant along with each hit! (1!�2!�3!�4!�5!) PE finally lets off, but doesn�t stay out for long, as he whips Mental into the opposite corner, but gets a sudden boot to the face, knocking him to the ground! Louis Carvanelie: There you go, Mental was playing possum this whole time! Maura Downs: I don�t think that�s quite fair, Louis, PE�s been dominating so far, Mental just had that one move scouted By now, Butcher has re-entered the ring, and as he sees Mental standing over Pain Express, he nods to the bionic doctor, who nods in return, before they lift PE to his feet, and send him into the ropes, sending him into the air and crashing back to the ground with a huge double flapjack! They don�t seem finished yet however, as they begin to stomp the hell out of PE, until he falls to the outside in a heap. Now turning their attentions to each other, Butcher and Mental engage in a tie-up, each one trying to gain the advantage. They keep at it for a number of seconds, until the Doctor gives up, nailing Butcher with his bionic fist, but Butcher doesn�t go down! Mental looks utterly shocked, and he hits him yet again, but still Butcher does not go down! Mental now begins to hammer Butcher with his bionic fist, before throwing him against the ropes , nailing him with a he boot, finally bringing the Butcher down! Maura Downs: After two shots with his bionic hand and a big boot, the Butcher finally hits the ground, and now it�s time for Mental to capitalize Louis Carvanelie: And that he will. Believe me, before long we�ll see the Doctor�s hand raised in the air. Mental sees his opportunity, and begins an onslaught on the Butcher. He lifts him to his feet, and grabs his throat, tossing him across the ring and into the corner, before running in with a massive body splash! As Butcher stumbles out of the ring, Mental grabs his head and shoves it between his legs, looking for a power bomb, but he can�t lift the Butcher! He tries desperately to lift the 300+ lbs man, but to no avail, and Butcher suddenly counters with a back body drop right over the top rope! Mental falls to the outside, and Butcher soon follows, now joining both Mental and Pain Express, who looks to have recovered, and is now searching under the ring for something. Eventually he finds what he�s looking for, and comes back out with a trash can! He sizes up the Butcher, but before he can do a thing, the can is booted right back into his face! He goes down to the ground as the crowd erupt in boos, and Butcher smiles at what he�s just done, before picking up the dented trash can, and using it to nail Mental in the face! Maura Downs: Butcher showing everyone why he is feared by so many right here Louis Carvanelie: Come on, this is a chairshot match, not a trash can match! Disqualify that man right now! Maura Downs: Well Louis, is this kind of match, anything is legal. Besides, I�m sure you�re precious Doctor can handle things. Butcher drops the trash can on the ground, and stands over the fallen Dr Mental, before lifting him to his feet, and heaving him onto his shoulders, and is he looking for the Butcher�s Blade onto the can? He signals for his finisher, but spends too much time showboating, as Mental rolls behind Butcher, and NAILS HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE CAN! The can crumples on impact, and the Butcher does the same as the crowd begin a �Holy Sh*t� chant! Mental gets to his feet, laughing at the damage he just caused the Meatman, before he grabs the protective covering on the ground. And just like last week, Mental rips the padding off, exposing the concrete below. As he does so, Pain Express gets up to his feet, and stares down Mental, who hasn�t yet noticed him. He waits behind the doctor, and before Mental can make a move, HE GETS DRIVEN INTO THE CONCRETE WITH A HALF NELSON DDT!!! Maura Downs: OH MY GOD! WHAT IMPACT BY PAIN EXPRESS, AND BY GOD HOW CAN MENTAL EVEN BE ALIVE AFTER THAT! Louis Carvanelie: Come on Mental, get up! You can�t let this idiot beat you, get up! As Mental lies in a heap much like the Butcher was only moments ago, PE looks down at him, and with only seconds of thought, drops down, and locks him in the Indiana Deathlock! Almost immediately, Mental begins to tap, but thanks to the rules, nothing can be done about it. PE tightens the hold, and now Mental screams in agony, desperately trying to get free. But as it looks like PE may have Mental finished, Butcher comes from out of nowhere with a sickening shot to PE�s spine with a steel pipe! The Indiana Terminator breaks the hold, and Butcher begins a merciless assault on him with the pipe, cracking it over his back, legs and arms over and over again. Finally, Butcher lets up, dropping the pipe on the floor, before climbing the apron, obviously going after the chair on a pole, as well as the victory. But before he makes it that far, Mental springs up out of nowhere, and grabs Butcher�s legs. He positions the Meatman into an electric chair position, before falling back, AND DROPPING BUTCHER RIGHT THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE! Butcher once again crumples in a heap, and as Mental sees what he has done, he wastes no time in entering the ring to get the chair for himself. However, he is not alone in his efforts, as Pain Express follows him in, carrying a table with him! Mental spots PE, but as he motions towards him, he gets a shot to the face with the table, and he falls to the floor. Pain Express wastes no time in setting up the table, before stalking Mental, who slowly gets to his feet. PE grabs Mental, setting him up for the Noble Purpose Spinedriver, but Mental counters with a low blow! PE drops his grasp on Mental, who slaps his bionic hand over the throat of the Terminator, before lifting him high up, AND SLAMMING HIM THROUGH THE TABLE WITH THE CHOKER! As PE lands on the ground, Mental locks in a choke on him, and keeps it on until he sees PE knocked out. Seeing the opportunity, Mental stands up, and slowly makes his way to the chair on a pole. He climbs the turnbuckle, but doesn�t notice the Butcher enter the ring. Mental reaches out to the chair, but before he can reach in, Butcher spins him, and lifts him into the Butcher�s Blade, right off the top rope! Butcher quickly ascends the turnbuckle, and with his height advantage, easily reaches the chair. Unhooking it, Butcher sizes up Mental, who is unbelievingly getting up. Butcher smiles sadistically, before taking a short run at the weakened doctor, AND NAILING HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THE CHAIR!! Mental falls back down, a huge cut on his head, and the bell is rung! Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, you�re winner, the BUUUUTCHEEER! �Kill you� starts up once again, and Butcher raises the chair to a deafening chorus of boos from the crowd. Butcher exits the ring, and as the EMTs run down to the ring, Butcher grabs one of them, and punches him square in the mouth, sending him to the floor, before walking up the ramp, his head held high. Maura Downs:What a chair shot challenge match we just witnessed. Louis Carvanelie:I might not be any of those guys biggest fans, but it sure was great to witness three men beating the hell out of each other with chairs. Maura Downs:I knew you would say that. Just then the lights go out in the arena again, nothing at all is light. Just then the action-tron lights up again with the same message and blood dripping from the writing. Grand ennemi de tout le genre bunaim Que sera pire qu�ayeulx, oncles ne peres En fer, feu, eau, sanguine et inbunain Louis Carvanelie:There that is again, what the hell does it mean? Maura Downs:Hold on, its morphing into English. The writing on the action-tron turns to English. A great enemy of all mankind He will be worse than any of his male forbears In steel, fire, water, bloody and inhuman Maura Downs:I�m scared Louis. Louis Carvanelie:You are, come here and I�ll hold you. Maura Downs:Get your hand off my breast Louis. A small white spotlight appears at the entrance way, and then a creepy music begins to play and the fans look on not knowing what all this is about. A man wearing a long black foot length trench coat with a hood up walks out from backstage. He keeps his head down and walks towards the ring, he then walks up the steps slowly and into the ring, still everyone is unaware who he is. He walks into the middle of the ring the spotlight still firmly attached to him. With his head held down he raises one hand and shows he has a EWA Microphone, he then flips his trench coat off. Louis Carvanelie:YES, YES, YES, MAURA HE IS BACK!!! Maura Downs:Shit, I thought we got rid of him for good. Louis Carvanelie:You cant keep a good man down. The man is former EWA Head Writer and General Manager and the creator of EWA Tsunami, Bob Taylor. The fans begin to boo him as he stands wearing a black shirt and black trousers and he raises the microphone. Bob Taylor:Two or three months has past . . .since the EWA once again opened its doors after Wynn closed this place down. He handed the federation over to Mike Victory and Gary Mac, Mac left leaving Victory to run things. I sat at home, waiting for the call to come back home to the EWA, but I never received that call. Instead Thurman Skydive was given my job and my show, now EWA will suffer. They will suffer at the hands of the Prophet Bob Taylor. I held a dark, dark secret the last time I was here, something that only now am I willing to make puplic. What you saw on the action-tron was a paragraph written by Nostradamus, all the worlds leading experts said that, that paragraph pointed towards the third Antichrist. Everyone was claiming it was Saddam Hussain or Osama Bin Ladden, well the THIRD ANTICHRIST WAS ME, THE PROPHET BOB TAYLOR. Annd starting from here on in, I am going to raise hell in the EWA. Victory don�t try to stop me, because the last time I had power in EWA, I signed my self to a life time contract that only I CAN BREAK. This is the beginning of the downfall for Extreme Wrestling Action. The fans boo, as the spotlight goes off for a few seconds and when it comes back on Taylor is no where to be seen, just the message left in English on the Action-tron. Maura Downs:What . . . Taylor the third antichrist? Louis Carvanelie:Great isn�t it? Maura Downs:No it isn�t this is uncalled for. Louis Carvanelie:Bob Taylor is back, and from what we can gather he looks like he wants to end the EWA. The scene cuts back to the limo, where Bob Taylor is seen with inside the limo as the window is rolled down. The limo drives off and the show heads to a commercial break. Louis Carvanelie: What a great match this will be! I'm not sure who I'd prefer to win, but I'm siding with Davlin here... Maura Downs: That's no surprise really... Louis Carvanelie: Shut up Maura... let's call the damn match... 'In Da Club' hits the PA system and the fans go wild for their new found heroDavlin McCaine. Davlin appears on the ramp, but has his game face on. He's all set to take on the Universal Champion and prove to everybody he's capable of being the number one man here in the EWA. He slides under the bottom rope and turns to face the entrance way as 'In Da Club' dies down and is replaced by 'Southwest Voodoo'. Malinko appears with the belt around his waist, and stares directly at Davlin McCaine, pointing first at Davlin, then down at the belt, indicating that he is the champ, not Davlin. He takes the belt off as he walks down the ramp and then slides into the ring, handing the belt to the referee. The ref doesn't hold the belt up, as this is a non-title contest, but Davlin and Malinko are staring at eachother, none intimidated by the other, and just like that the match is under way! The bell rings and the two wrestlers are trading shots in the ring, going punch for punch. Maura Downs: These two are going to give us their all tonight, and both want thewin badly. Louis Carvanelie: But it's Davlin McCaine who gets the advantage here first, and can you hear the crowd? The crowd are cheering every move Davlin makes, as he rocks Malinko back into the turnbuckle, then chops him hard, eliciting a WOOO from the crowd. He brings his arm back and chops Malinko again, and then rears back again, but Malinko counters and turns Davlin into the corner, delivering chops of his own. He stomps him into the turnbuckle, kicking at his stomach and forcing him to the mat before choking him with his foot. The ref starts the count, and Malinko releases the choke just in time as the ref yells in his face. Malinko drags Davlin up and whips him into the corner before running foward and getting a boot to the face. Malinko stumbles foward... and Davlin is going for the Talent Drop straight off the bat... but Malinko counters, and kicks Davlin in the gut, before taking him down with a swinging neckbreaker! Davlin gets to his feet and ducks a right hand from Malinko before pushing him chest first into the turnbuckle and then dropkicking his face straight into the top turnbuckle pad! Malinkos head hits the turnbuckle hard and he falls to his back on the mat as Davlin goes for the cover... 1...2... kick out. Maura Downs: It's been pretty even so far. Louis Carvanelie: Yeah, but it's just getting warmed up! Maura Downs: I don't doubt that, and would you look at that shot!? Davlin leant down to drag Malinko up, and the sound of Malinkos fist on Davlins face could be heard on the 57th Row, as Davlin falls back into the ropes and Malinko nips up. Davlin runs foward, and misses with the clothsline and turns into a kick to the gut, followed by a snap suplex, but Malinko holds on, and snap suplexes Davlin to the mat again. Again, Malinko holds on, but this time Davlin is fighting it, and reverses with a snap suplex of his own and quickly gets to his feet, scoring with a high elbow drop. Malinko gets to his feet and is taken down by a clothsline, then Davlin drags Malinko back to his feet, whipping him into the ropes, then raising his knee into Malinkos mid-section, causing the champion to flip in mid-air and land on his back, where Davlin legdrops his neck and goes for the cover... 1...2... kick out. Malinko kicked out again and Davlin locks in a version of the figure four leg lock before Malinko could get to his feet. Malinko is calling out in pain, but Davlin leans back... and is mimicking smoking a cigarette!! Maura Downs: Look at the cockiness on Davlins face!! Louis Carvanelie: He has a right to be cocky, he's Davlin McCaine!! Maura Downs: Yeah, but he's fighting the Universal champion! Louis Carvanelie: What's your point? Davlin increases the pressure as Malinko screams out in pain, desperately fighting the hold, trying to turn Davlin on his front, reversing the pressure. Davlin sits up, increasing the pressure, but Malinko knocks him back with a right hand before falling back to the mat in pain. The ref checks the shoulders.. 1...2... Malinko gets his shoulder up and knocks Davlin with another right, then with one last desperate attempt, turns Davlin over... and the pressure is reversed, and now it's Davlin screaming in pain, the cocky look from his face completely disappears!! Davlin has no choice but to release the hold, and both men get to their feet slowly, worse off after that altercation. Davlin swings a right hand, and Malinko blocks, and hits back with a right of his own. Davlin again goes for the right, but this time connects, and the two men once again trade shots in the centre of the ring, and this time Malinko gets the upper hand, knocking Davlin into the ropes and as he comes back hitting a belly to belly suplex on McCaine, who holds his back as he gets to his feet, to be taken down with an arm-drag followed by an arm-lock, as Malinko wrenches the arm behind Davlins back. Maura Downs: Both men seem to be displaying their technical skills today wouldn't you say Louis? Louis Carvanelie: It seems that way, but Malinko may have the advantage there, with 'Make A Wish'... The crowd stomp their feet on the mat, and pull for Davlin to escape the arm-bar, as they chant his name... DAVLIN, DAVLIN... Davlin seems to be feeding off the crowd, as he slowly gets to his knees, then to his feet, and turning around, hitting a northern lights suplex on Malinko!! A great counter by Davlin, and the crowd cheer the roof off the building, as Davlin beckons Malinko to his feet, then scores with a DDT!! Malinko hits the mat face first and rolls onto his back, before rolling out of the ring. The ref slides out as well and yells at Malinko to get back in the ring, or else he starts the ten count. Davlin doesn't want to wait around though, as he uses the ropes to gain momentum, and runs looking for the baseball slide... BUT MALINKO PULLS THE REFEREE IN THE WAY!! The ref is knocked out and Malinko pulls Davlin out of the ring, then whips him into the steel steps!! Malinko gets a sick look in his eye as he drags Davlin to his feet, then whips him into the ring post, as Davlins head collides horribly and opens up. Maura Downs: My god, this match is getting out of control. The ref is down, and Malinko just whipped Davlin into the steel steps! Louis Carvanelie: Get up Davlin, give some back to that freak Malinko! Maura Downs: I thought you liked Malinko? Louis Carvanelie: Yeah, when he's not fighting Davlin! Davlin just got his head rammed into the ring post and Malinko advances on him, grabbing Davlin by the head and looks to ram it into the announce table, but Davlin blocks, and instead rams Malinkos head into the table!! Malinkos head springs up, only to be brought straight back down, again and again, on the announce table, which now has flecks of blood dripping down on it from Malinkos face, where he has just been opened up. Davlin whips him into the ring and shoves the time keeper off his chair grabbing it himself and folding it up. He raises it high, and brings it down, but Malinko just manages to escape the impact, as he slides into the ring. Davlin throws the chair down and looks to slide into the ring, but Malinko looks for the baseball slide, and Davlin moves out of the way, dragging out Malinko, who hits his face on the steel chair!! Davlin drags Malinko up as a referee is running up the ramp... He orders the two wrestlers in the ring, and Davlin is more than happy to oblige, rolling in Malinko, and the steel chair... Maura Downs: Davlin ought to be careful, he could be disqualified right here! Louis Carvanelie: Davlins too smart for that, but look at the referee! The referee grabbed a hold of the chair and Davlin is protesting, as Malinko is getting to his feet... Malinko turns Davlin around, and looks to score with the dropkick, but Davlin moves, and Malinko just knocked the referee out, slamming the chair inadvertedly into his face!! Maura Downs: ANOTHER REF DOWN!! ANOTHER REF DOWN!! Louis Carvanelie: Say it again, why don't you! Maura Downs: ANOTHER REF DOWN, AND MALINKO AND DAVLIN WILL DAMN WELL KILL EACHOTHER IF THEY GET THE CHANCE!! Malinko looks down at the referee and doesn't spot Davlin pick up the chair... but he damn well feels it!! Davlin McCaine just cracked the chair across Davlins back, and he writhes in pain, as he takes another chair shot, this time to the skull. Malinko is reeling as blood pours down his face, but there's no referee. Finally, Davlin throws the chair from the ring as Malinko slowly gets to his feet, blood dripping down his face. Davlin smiles, grabbing his head, signalling for the Talent Drop, but Malinko counters with a low-blow, DELIVERING DAVLINS OWN FINISHER THE TALENT DROP!! Davlin is down and Malinko rolls over for the cover.. but again there is no referee!! Malinko is furious, and shakes the bloodied referee, hoping to revive him... but its no use. He looks helplessly at the entrance ramp, and signals for a referee to get down to the ring, completely ignoring Davlin McCaine, who is getting to his feet. Davlin is out of it, but has enough wits about him to realise where he is... and Malinko turns around, as a referee sprints to the ring... TALENT DROP!! Malinko, unaware Davlin was up, just got hit with the Talent Drop and the third referee has made it to the ring... Davlin looks to drop for the cover, BUT THE ARENA LIGHTS GO OUT!! The titantron flicks into action, and the words 'TOMMY PURR IS COMING....' then are replaced by, 'NOW'... Davlin looks at the titantron, leaning over the ropes, as the arena lights blind everybody by coming back on, and Tommy Purr is here!! He's on the ramp, looking at Davlin McCaine... WHO GETS ROLLED UP IN A SCHOOL BOY BY MALINKO... 1...2...3.... Malinko got the win!! Tommy Purr distracted Davlin McCaine, which gave Malinko the opportunity for victory, and he took it!! Eye of the Tiger by Survivor blares through the arena and Mike Victory walks out to a thunderous applause. He has a smile on his face and he takes a mic from the announcer and he begins to speak. Victory: Thank you it is a pleasure to be here in Kansas City and I hope you are enjoying the show, I am here to announce the rest of the tag team competitors and they are Alan Fiscus and Jake Jarvis(Suicide Kings), Ravishing Ricky Moses and Magnificent marshall Gates(a new version of the Midnight Express), War and Erik Dean, and mystery team that will be revealed at the PPV. Also we will have the finals of the US tournament davlin versus James roberts. Plus tonight we have a ticket holder who recently won a chance to face an EWA wrestler and battle for an EWA contract and his name is Shawn Summer. Eye of the tiger hits again and the fans cheer as Mike Victory leaves to the back. Maura Downs:Well here we are, ready for the Main Event of the evening. Louis Carvanelie:Yes and what a night, I�m telling you I am tired as hell and I�m only calling the matches. Maura Downs:While you where talking Tornado and Acheston made their way to the ring, and here comes Layton and Ms Black. The Dying Breeds music hits and the fans in the arena give them a standing ovation as they make their way to the ring. Ms Black and Layton Mathews slide into the ring and Tornado and Cyril put the boots to them, Tornado with an elbow to Laytons back, Cyril with a leg drop to Lecireta Black. Last Vengence in control as Tornado whips Matthews into the corner. Cyril with Ms Black up and he goes for a suplex, its blocked by Lecireta Black and she counters with a snap suplex of her own. Tornado runs at Layton but he moves out of the way and he crashes into the ring post. Ms Black to the out side and goes under the ring. Maura Downs:This early in the match and Ms Black going for weapons. Louis Carvanelie:I know its unfair. Maura Downs:It�s a street fight. Layton with a right rocking Tornado, Matthews whips Tornado across the ring and hits him with a perfectly execute standing drop kick. Ms Black slides back in with a chair as Cyril gets up, Black digs it into the mid-section and Cyril falls to his feet, Ms Black plants the chair over the head of Cyril Acheston. Layton grabs a hand full of Tornados hair and pulls him up, Northern Lights suplex grounds Tornado as Layton walks over to Ms Black. They nod at each other and Layton hoists Lecireta Black up in a military press slam position and then flap jacks her onto Tornado. Ms Black holds her stomach as Layton helps her up. Maura Downs:Great team work by the Dying Breed. Louis Carvanelie:Team work, team work she used a weapon. Maura Downs:Its aloud it�s a street fight. Louis Carvanelie:Its still not the point. Cyril begins moving and Layton walks over to him, Cyril with the chair to the balls of Layton sending him down in a heap and he begins to breath heavy. Lucireta Black walks to yril but gets a thumb in the eyes for her trouble, Tornado from behind with a chop block to the leg. Ms Black is down and Last Vengence begin to put the boots to her, Layton is up and he runs at them but Cyril smashes him with an elbow, Layton backs off and a falling clothesline from Cyril grounds Layton. Cyril goes to the out side and grabs a few weapons and slides them into the ring. Maura Downs:More chairs, and a table and a fire extiguisher. Louis Carvanelie:Cyril likes using toys, Bob told me. Maura Downs:Shut up. Louis Carvanelie:I�m only stating facts and the truth. Maura Downs:You wouldn�t know what the truth was if it slapped you in the face. Cyril in and sets the table up in the middle of the ring and places two chairs under it. Tornado looks at Cyril for a moment and that�s all Ms Black needs as she bites his leg and then grabs his neck hitting a snap neckbreaker. Black and Acheston have a stare down and they go at it, lefts and right, rights and lefts, Black with the advantage and she whips Cyril across the ring but he reverses it and Lucireta Blacks head collides with Layton head and she stumbs back in a daze, kick to the mid-section by Cyril who hoists Ms Black up and power bombs her through the table and the two chairs, she isn�t moving as Cyril covers. ONE, TWO, THREE. Maura Downs:Damn. Louis Carvanelie:Cyril has done it, he has beaten the women who is well respected in EWA. Last Vengence celibrate for a bit then leave, Layton slides in and helps Ms Black up, she pushes him away and Layton looks at her wondering what that was about. Maura Downs:Whats wrong with Black? Louis Carvanelie:Maybe she is unhappy Layton helped Last Vengence win. Layton puts his arms out but Lucireta Black kicks him in the mid-section and then hits him with her finish and knocks him out. She stands over him and spits at him. �Eye of the tiger� hits and the fans cheer as Mike Victory walks out on stage with an EWA Microphone. Mike Victory:So Ms Black and Layton are over? Well at Adrenaline Rush it will be Cyril Acheston verses Ms Black verses Layton Matthews for the World of Pain title. Ms Black smiles at Victory as the show fades to black. The Beginning of the Show = Bob Taylor Battle Royal = Dave aka Butcher The Limo Again = Bob Taylor Butcher has Arrive = Dave aka Butcher James Roberts Vvs Eric Dean = Dave aka Butcher Talking Shit = Keith Chair Shot Challenge = James Roberts Limo Man Revealed = Bob Ttaylor McCaine Vvs Malinko = Dave aka Butcher Quick Announcement from the Boss = The Boss aka Dale Last Vengence Vs Dying Breed = Bob Ttaylor |