James Hawk Bradshaw Vs The Wildman Johnny Rotten - This next match is a scheduled for one fall and is for The EWA International Championship... Johnny Rotten - Coming down the aisle, Accompanied by Ted DiBiase & Kimona, weighing 317 pounds, [fans hold up James Hawk Bradshaw sucks signs] The EWA International Champion, James Hawk Bradshaw!!! The Informer - Bradshaw makes his way to the ring... Wait a minute... Bradshaw is hiding in the crowd!!!! DiBiase is in the ring... this should be interesting!!! Johnny Rotten - And his opponent, [A sign reads "The Wildman will lose!"] Ladies and Gentlemen, from Indianapolis, Indiana, Introducing The Wildman. Paul Diamond - The Wildman see's DiBiase in the ring... Alone!! He heads to the ring with a confused look on his face... Deuce - Wildman is in the ring... Bradshaw jumps out from the crowd... He grabs a chair from a fan in the front row... He gets in the ring... WHACK!! WHAM!!! AHHAHAH!!!! The Informer - Bradshaw just nailed The Wildman with about 8 chair shots!! Wait a minute, he has the mic........ Bradshaw - Wildman, you had to be a hero didn't you? You tested me huh? Ya came out here sayin' I wouldn't hang ya like I did to The Wardog. What did you expect.... LOWER THE ROPE NOW!!! [The noose rope begins to lower as a load of refs come running down already knowing what's in store! Out from the crowd comes Diesel... he stands in the way of the officials with a baseball bat in his hands. He keeps them well away from the ring! Bradshaw at this time has prepared the noose......] Bradshaw - Wildman, you can bitch... plead... and wine!! It's too late. You've already done what no one do... and that's question my motives and just how far I will go. When you look into my eyes as I do this... I say WELCOME TO HELL YOUNG CHILD. I'm your maker... and you'll never amount to anything as long as you continually doubt me. I'll be nice, and I'll make sure you go to heaven... it's just that the trip going up won't be that pleasant. Boy... any last requests? [Wildman at this time is freaking out... he can't even form a a sentence.] Bradshaw - LET THE HANGING BEGIN!! Paul Diamond - NOOOO!!!!! [Slowly, the rope get's lifted from above, and The Wildman is screaming and yelling at the top of his lungs for help. The Wildman is now about 3 inches off the ground] Bradshaw - WHOA WHOA, STOP THE MACHINE!! [He then looks at the Wildman, who's obviously frightened, knowing his life could be over in a second] Bradshaw - HA HA HA!!! YOU DIDN'T REALLY THINK WE'D GO THROUGH WITH IT DID YA?? COME ON!! SEEING YOU CRY AND BEG OUT HERE IS MUCH MORE ENTERTAINING!! [Bradshaw then slaps him on the cheek twice] Bradshaw - Do you understand what I mean when I say get ready to FEEL... THE... PAIN?!?! {{smiles}} Pain isn't always physical, but when I'm handing it out, PAIN ALWAYS LEAVES A SCAR OF SOME SORT!! You... you've been scared with HUMILIATION!!! The Informer - WAIT A MINUTE!! THERE'S WARDOG!!! He's got Wildman's Barbed Wire Baseball Bat!! Wardog is now taking The Noose off of The Wildman... Deuce - AHHAHAHAH!!! THAT WAS THE BEST!!! Bradshaw and Diesel are, unfortunatly, leave the ring.... Listen!! They are both laughing!!! [No Contest in 12 minutes and 3 seconds.] Johnny Rotten - Ladies and Gentlemen this match has been rule a No Contest!!!