Live from The Tacoma Dome
Tacoma, Washington
December 7th, 1999

(The scene fades in from the previous television program. On the screen in the GFWA logo....

...as it fades out, the scene fades in to a shot of the backstage entrance area. A black Range Rover pulls into the parking lot and parks near the entrance. Two men hop out of the car, "Awesome" Adam King and Joesef Gestapo. They get their equipment bags out of the backseat of the car and proceed to enter the arena, with a very determined look on their face. Then the shot switches to earlier in the day. A limo is pulling up to the entrance area and as it stops, President McLean and Commissioner Carlisle get out of the limo. They are talking to themselves as they enter the arena. Then the scene shifts to another shot of Biggunn in his dressing room, taping his hands up.)

Randy Boggs: What will happen tonight??? Tuesday BackDraft is on the air....RIGHT NOW!!!

(The scene then quickly goes to the Tuesday BackDraft theme music and video package. As soon as it finishes playing, the theme music continues to play as the scene inside the arena comes into view. Fireworks shoot from the top of the G-Tron down to the ring. Then the lights come up and the camera begins to pan the crowd. Many of the fans are holding up all kinds of signs. As the camera continues to pan the crowd, you hear the familiar voice of Randy Boggs.)

Randy Boggs: Tacoma, Washington is the place....and we are ready, if you are, to bring you another action-packed edition of Tuesday BackDraft! Tonight could be one of the biggest nights in GFWA history, as we have a huge triple threat match for the GFWA Heavyweight title....Biggunn will be in that very ring going up against not one, but TWO men, as Matt Vargas and The Butcher will try and take the title from Biggunn!!! Along side me as always in King Royce, and King, what a night this could be for either one of those three men!

King Royce: You got that right, Randy....The Butcher finally gets his long-awaited crack at Biggunn again....and Matt Vargas, well, he's certainly got a shot at making history....it's going to be a stellar night!

(All of a sudden, "Mind Playin' Tricks '94" kicks up inside the arena.)

Boggs: Alright!! Business is about to pick up here, El Presidente' is in the house!

(McLean enters the arena, flanked closely behind by Commissioner Carlisle. The crowd is going crazy. The two men make their way down to the ring. McLean has a microphone.)

Boggs: The Establishment is in the house, and they are preparing for a Lion's Den Handicap match, which will take place on Rumble!!!

Royce: A Lion's Den handicap match?? Wow!

McLean: How's everybody in Tacoma, Washington tonight??? *crowd goes crazy* That's because you are all emersed in the GFWA!!! *crowd goes crazy again* Now....I wanted to come out here and address specifically the challenge Biggunn made the other night.....it would appear that he must've been drinkin' heavily....or maybe he truely has no brain, but he challenged this man *points to Carlisle* to a handicap Lion's Den match for Rumble....now, Biggunn, I wanted to take this time to introduce you to the man who you have challenged here.....he stands a full 6 feet 7 inches tall and weighs in at 270 pounds....you see him here....he was known as "Mad Dog" Mason in his glory days as the NAWA Champion....and he's more than even YOU can handle, Biggunn....and I don't think that there's anyone that ca....

(Suddenly, President McLean's microphone goes out. Some of the people near the front start to laugh. All over the arena, a long, drawn out guitar solo plays while a huge pyro display goes off, and out walks the man that made his intro last night at a house show, "The Imposter" Trevor Adams.)

Boggs: What the hell is going on here?? Who the heck is this guy...interupting the President????

Trevor Adams:  That's right, it's me....it's "The Imposter" Trevor Adams.....and now, the ratings are through the roof, because I promised every single fan out there that the man of the century, the superstar with more charisma in his little toe than ANY man in the back has in their entire bodies, and the sexiest man ALIVE!!!  Now, what I'm out here for is pretty simple.  I'm here to allow you to take a look at the man who shall revitalize your GFWA which has been in crumbles since it's beginning!  Obviously, I was searching through my Map of the Indy's, and when realizing the trouble this lowly fed was having, decided that I needed to come, make an impact, carry the promotion to new heights!  I'm your hero Mr. President! Yet, this is the thanks I get?  I come out, at a house show, and speak to the huddled masses who adore me, and wish they could be me.  And I don't even get a World Title shot tonight??  I've seen faster moving motions go through Washington!

Boggs: Is this guy demanding a title shot without even having a match in the GFWA??? *laughs*

McLean: Listen, Adams, I don't know where you get off coming out here in the middle of my segment here, but let me give you a quick lesson on stroke....the hierarchy has brought you here.....The Establishment has made you what you are, and you'll get that title shot WHEN and IF we see fit....and it won't be until you EARN it....got me, Adams? *crowd goes crazy*

Boggs: That's telling it like it is!

Trevor Adams: Well, it appears Trevor Adams must become an even larger inspiration than ever before!  More inspirational than Richard Simmons, more inspirational than the story of Christopher Reeves'!  To Kill A Mockingbird???  Nothing compared to the inspiration level that I shall show the millions of loving fans that I have!  *crowd begins to boo, causing Adams to pause before he continues* I, Mr. President, plan on leading the idiots in the back to the greatest matches of their lives!  I mean, look at a few of them!  Adam King....he could never win a match without a chair.  Biggunn....hell, that man wouldn't know what coordination was if hit him between the eyes!  As for all the others....I'll take them all to their greatest points, just to lead them another rung down the ladder, and I ascend to the spot deserving of such a superstar like myself!!!!

McLean: Look, Adams, it's obvious you can run your mouth....only time will tell if you can back that talk up.....the GFWA is the best damn federation on the planet for one reason and one reason only....we have the best damn talent roster on the planet, and when it comes time to put up or shut up....we'll see which one you do, my friend....and Adams....one more thing.....if you EVER interrupt me again, I'll put your ass so far down on the food chain that you'll be beggin' for table scraps.....now.....hit The Establishment's music......

("Mind Playin' Tricks '94" begins to play again as Carlisle and McLean stare down Adams at the top of the ramp. After a few seconds of that, the scene goes to a shot of the announcer's location where Boggs and Royce are sitting.)

Boggs: What a way to kick off Tuesday BackDraft, King, and what a night of GFWA action we have in store for our fans in attendence and the millions watchign at home!!

Royce: It should be a great night, Randy....and the appearence of Trevor Adams here is proof positive that you never know what's going to happen in the GFWA!! *laughs*

Boggs: Indeed you're right about that, King, well it's time now for our first match of the night....so without further delay, we're ready to go, let's send it over to Bob Stallworth for the introductions of our two competitors....

Dark Warrior vs. Jostrodomus
(Extreme Rules Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this extreme rules match is scheduled for one fall. Coming out now at 6 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 365 pounds.......The Dark Warrior!!!!!

("Hells Bells" by AC/DC plays as the Dark Warrior walks out)

Stallworth: And his opponent...... at 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighing 275 pounds....... Jostrodomus!!!!

("I Am" by Nas plays as Josh walks out.)

Boggs: Oh Jostrodomus heads straight for DW and nails him! Josh has DW in the corner unloading on him. Lefts and rights, chops....... DW goes down.

Royce: I thought it would be hard to get this big man off his feet but Jostrodomus did it quick.

Boggs: Josh is stomping away on DW. He picks him up...... whip to the ropes....... Knee lift and DW falls back, outside the ring!

Royce: Josh is going out after him!

Boggs: Josh sends DW into the ring steps! He picks him up, he's gonna do it again.

Royce: Reverse!

Boggs: Oh Jostrodomus hits the ring steps hard! DW sends him into the guard rail and Josh fly's over it!

Royce: Did you see that? What strength by DW!!!

Boggs: DW goes after him and the ref comes out too. They're trading blows...... DW with a knee to the midsection...... OH HE THREW JOSH BACK OVER THE GUARD RAIL!!!! DW puts Josh back in the ring. DW covers him, 2 count.

Royce: Close.

Boggs: Warrior with a spinebuster. He puts Josh in the corner. He's backing up........

Royce: Look out!

Boggs: .......Oh big splash!

Royce: He pancaked him.

Boggs: Josh falls right to the mat. Wait...... What? DW is climbing the ropes?

Royce: I can't believe it....

Boggs: Oh!!!! JOSH MOVED OUT THE WAY!!!!!

Royce: He would have been crushed like a pancake.

Boggs: Jostrodomus is up....... DW up slow, Josh with a right....... Oh low blow! Famasser!! Josh covers DW....... 1, 2..... Oh big kick out by the Warrior. Josh goes outside, he gets a chair! The ref tries to stop him...... he swings at DW, DW ducks....... Oh we pulled the chair out of Josh's hands....... kick to the midsection...... JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!!!!!!

Royce: That's it for Jostrodomus.

Boggs: He covers him.......1, 2, NO!!! OH Josh kicks out!! Josh kicks out!!

Royce: Wow!!!

Boggs: You can't put this kid away.  DW sends him to the ropes...... back body drop! DW...... Saturn driver! He covers him again..... Josh kicks out at 2! DW sends him to the corner........ DW charges in, Oh he missed! Josh moved out the way! DW stumbles back...... Jostrodomus rolls him up with a hand full of tights.....1, 2, 3!!!! OH JOSTRODOMUS IS THE WINNER!!!!!

Royce: What a roll up!

Boggs: He had a hand full of tights.

Royce: No he didn't!!! *laughs* Josh is the winner...... and look at him, he tore out of here!

Boggs: Well, that was a great win for Jostrodomus here....wait, we're getting something from the back here....

(The scene cuts to the back. A door swings open from outside and in walk The Silencers, Brian Gatz, Kip Kart who has the Extreme title around his shoulder, Ricky Green and 2 masked men are following closely behind them.)

Boggs: The Silencers have arrived in Tacoma, King....but who's that with them???

Royce: I don't know, Randy....it could be the Mod Squad! *laughs*

Boggs: We've got to break for this commercial, but don't go away, because BackDraft will be right back!!!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial. The scene opens up at the backstage interview area. Denise Lopez is standing next to Commissioner Carlisle.)

Denise Lopez: Welcome back to BackDraft, I'm speaking now with the Commissioner of the GFWA, Mason Carlisle....Mr. Carlisle, it would appear that Biggunn did in fact challenge you to a match at Rumble this week....

Commissioner Carlisle: I guess he did. And that fact alone makes me wonder what sort of man he truely is. You see, Biggunn, I'm not simply a figure-head at the top of the Establishment, no no no....I'm much more than that.....I've been a Champion myself, and I know what it takes to win....I've been in handicap matches, steel cage matches....any kind of match you can think of....and I've had a fair share of wins and losses....but come Saturday night, pay close attention here.....you will lose.

(Carlisle walks off angrily as the scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Boggs: Well, King, it would appear that Mason Carlisle is ready for anything that Biggunn or BiG2k can throw his way....

Royce: I don't know if Biggunn is ready though! *laughs*

Boggs: It's time for our next match....Bob Stallworth is in the center of the GFWA ring, ready to introduce the two men....it's time now for the first GFWA Lightweight Tournament match, Stu Pyd versus Sid Gryo....so Bob....take it away....

Stu Pyd vs. Sid Gryo
(GFWA Lightweight Tournament-First Round Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and is a GFWA Lightweight tournament match. Coming out now at 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighing 167 pounds...... Sid Gyro!!!!!

("Fly" by Sugar Ray plays as Gyro walks out)

Stallworth: And his opponent at 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing 215 pounds....... Stu Pyd!!!!!

("Missionary" by Operation Ivy plays as Pyd slowly walks out)

Boggs: Here we go!

Royce: This is gonna be a great lightweight match-up.

Boggs: Gyro gets Pyd in a headlock....... Pyd with a back suplex on Gyro! Gyro jumps up and charges Pyd...... Oh Pyd with a spinning headscissors! Gyro slides out the ring.

Royce: Gyro is a little frustrated. He needs to clam down. Wait!

Boggs: Pyd is climbing the ropes....... OH missile dropkick down to the floor!!!!! Both men are out!

Royce: Oh my god, I can't believe Pyd did that.

(The scene quickly cuts to the back. Johnny Street is seen watching the match on a monitor in the back.)

Boggs: Johnny Street looking on. Every lightweight will be closely watching every match in this tourney.

Royce: What's Pyd doing?

Boggs: Pyd is up, he sends Gyro into the guard rail. Pyd charges in....... Gyro moves and Pyd crashes into the guard rail! Pyd is holding his chest.

Royce: He might be hurt.

Boggs: Gyro puts Pyd back in the ring....... body slam! Gyro using the ropes to choke Pyd...... come on ref, do your job! Gyro now choking Pyd with his foot. Gyro is a beast so far.

Royce: There's a lot of Lightweight guys in the back....... something might happen tonight.

Boggs: I wouldn't be surprised! Gyro with a standing dropkick on Pyd. Pyd still holding his chest....... Gyro sees it and is stomping away on the chest of Stu Pyd!

Royce: Gyro is like an animal tonight.

Boggs: Gyro whips Pyd to the ropes..... clothesline! Gyro....... backbreaker....... frankensteiner....... moonsault off the ropes! He covers him, 2 count.

Royce: He almost had him.

Boggs: Gyro goes for a sleeper.... He has him! Pyd is going down!

Royce: That's it!

Boggs: Pyd is going...... the ref raises his hand!

Royce: He's done!

Boggs: 1...... 2...... Wait! Oh Pyd's hand stay's up!! He's fighting up........ chinbreaker! Both men are out!!

Royce: What a desperation move by Pyd!!!

Boggs: Gyro is up first....... Pyd is up. A left to the head of Gyro....... walking powerbomb by Pyd!!!!!

Royce: Wait a minute...... Johnny Streets is out!

Boggs: Streets has made his way down to the ring. Gyro and Pyd are trading blows....... Gyro blocks one, Pyd blocks Gyro's shot........ STUNNER!!!! Pyd with a stunner on Gyro....... wait......

Royce: Street is getting a chair!

Boggs: What is he doing? Pyd goes to the ropes....... legdrop on Gyro! Pyd throws Gyro to the ropes....... OH GYRO PULLED THE REF IN THE WAY!!!! Pyd hit the ref with a dropkick by accident.

Royce: Gyro pulled the ref in the way!!!!

Boggs: The ref is out! Pyd is on Gyro choking him!

Royce: Here comes Streets in the ring!

Boggs: Oh he just cracked Pyd over the head with the chair! He puts Gyro on Pyd, here comes the ref. He counts...... 1, 2....... OH PYD KICKED OUT!!!!!

Royce: What???

Boggs: Pyd kicks out! Streets is beside himself....... he climbs on the ring apron......... Pyd with a dropkick on Streets. Gyro is just getting up...... Pyd with a spinning kick and Gyro is down! Pyd is going up.

Royce: Gyro is out! Streets is out! This is it for Pyd.

Boggs: Elbow drop!!!! He covers Gyro, 1, 2, 3!!!!! Pyd with a win!

Royce: Stu advances...... Streets is in the ring and he sucker punches Pyd! Gyro up and they're stomping away on Pyd! Sam Sheets!!!! Sam Sheets is here!!!!! Sheets clears the ring! Gyro is out! Streets is out!!!! Pyd is out! Sheets is all alone!!!!!

Boggs: Where did he come from? He came out of nowhere and hit the ring, clearing it. I think Sam Sheets is ready for this lightweight tournament....... wait, there's something going on in the back.

(The kid with the "Natural" shirt walks in the arena. Stan Curtis, GFWA Head of Security and a couple of security guards stop him.)

Curtis: What are you doing here kid?

Natural: Kid? You call me the Natural, old man.

Curtis: Well listen Natural or whatever the hell your name is, you don't belong here. You're trespassing. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. 

Natural: You know what ya old bastard..... Just like your wife, I like things the-hard-way!

Boggs: OHH, SECURITY IS TAKING DOWN THIS KID!!!! THEY'RE SLAPPING CUFFS ON HIM!!!!!

Royce: Wait......look!!!!!

(Suddenly Caprice of the Franchise comes up to the two men.)

Caprice: Hey, Hey!!!!! He's with us! Let him go Curtis or it's your ass.

Curtis: Are you sure? He's not on the roster or the guest list.

Caprice: Listen pops..... when I say he's with us..... HE'S-WITH-US. Get it?

(Curtis takes off the handcuffs and Caprice and the Natural walk off)

Boggs: DID YOU HEAR THAT? HE'S WITH CAPRICE!

Royce: Does this mean he is a part of the Franchise?

Boggs: I don't know King. I don't know. Well it's time now for our next match of the night....so now that we're ready, let's send it back to Bob Stallworth for the introductions of our competitors.....this should be an interesting match.....Doc Holiday versus Adam King and Joesef Gestapo....sounds a bit unfair if you ask me....

Doc Holiday vs. Adam King/Joesef Gestapo
(Handicap Tag Team Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following handicap tag team contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring at this time, he stands 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighs in at 209 pounds....he is...DOC HOLIDAY!!!!

("My AmbitionZ Az a Ridah" by 2Pac kicks up inside the arena as Doc Holiday makes his way down to the ring. He's got a very worried look on his face.)

Stallworth: And his opponents....weighing in a combined weight of 583 pounds....representing the Lords of the Fourth Reich....."Awesome" Adam King and Joesef Gestapo!!!!!!

("Testify" by Rage Aganist The Machine kicks up as the lights dim and multi-colored lights flash all around the arena. King and Gestapo enter the arena and stride down to the ring. As soon as they make it to the ring, the lights turn back on.)

Boggs: Well, I have to say, King, these are the most lop-sided odds in GFWA history....how is this fair, you think???

Royce: I don't know, but you can blame Biggunn....he's the one that set this match up with his 50% controlling interest.....just sounds like revenge on Doc Holiday leaving BiG2k to me....

Boggs: Well, King and Gestapo are circling the ring here, like buzzards waiting to attack their prey here....this isn't fair, dammit!!

(Suddenly, "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine kicks up inside the arena as "The Str8 Killa" Ricky Green leads the Silencers out.)

Royce: Look at that!!! It's the Silencers, Randy!!! What are they doin' here???

(Green grabs a microphone.)

Ricky Green: Now....fellas, King, G-man....just take a break for a second with all this shit.....even a couple of dumbasses such as yourself can see this isn't a fair contest....I mean, Doc Holiday could easily take out one of you at a time, but two of you at once....well, even that's too much for him....so you see, that's why The Str8 Killa has made an appearence....*crowd goes crazy*

Boggs: What's this, King???

Ricky Green: Now....if you two ladies don't mind, I'm gonna walk down this ramp and join Doc Holiday as his tag-team partner here....and then we'll see who's the toughest sons-a-bitches in Tacoma tonight!!!

(The crowd goes crazy and King and Gestapo talk it over beside the ring. King takes the microphone from Stallworth.)

Adam King: It would be my pleasure to have you come down here and let me take out some of my frustrations on you from losin' the Extreme title to your buddy, Kart....so, as the old saying goes....don't sing it.....BRING IT......

(Green takes off in a dead sprint to the ring while Kart and Gatz stay up on top of the ramp.)

Boggs: Here we go, King!!! All four men are in the ring now at the same time.....King and Green are going at it, while Gestapo has Doc Holiday in a corner!!! This is chaos!!!!

Royce: Where's Chaos?? I don't see him....*laughs* Oh!! You meant in the ring....

Boggs: Of course I did you idiot.....now the referee has seperated Doc and Gestapo here, now King and Green are in the ring here....and there's the bell, so this is officially underway here....King with Green here, pounding away on his back....Green down to one knee here....OH!! Nice knee lift by King and that puts Green on the mat!

Royce: Man, I think maybe Ricky Green is having second thoughts on coming out here to help Holiday, Randy....*laughs*

Boggs: King now with Green here....irish whips him here....Green off the ropes...Oh, ducks the clothesline....nicely done, back off the ropes here....OH!! Nice Lou Theiz press by Green on King here, and now some piston like right hands to the head and face of King here!

Royce: Nice reversal by Green here!! Great takedown!

Boggs: Green quickly back up here....starts off the ropes....and leaps...NO!! King moved and Green missed the big elbow drop on him....King back on the attack here, moving Green to the corner nearest Gestapo here...and he tags Gestapo in....Gestapo in quickly and he starts kicking Green in the mid-section....slumping down in the corner now is Green....

Royce: Those are some lethal kicks by Gestapo....he's a big man to be doin' that so fast!

Boggs: Green slumped down into the corner, Gestapo now reaches up and picks him up....oh my!!! What strength here as Gestapo performs an incredible gorilla press slam on Green!!!!

Royce: Green was picked up like a ragdoll there, Randy....I think these two lightweights are just overmatched....

Boggs: You may be right about that, King, but never underestimate the quickness factor....Green is still down here, and now Gestapo gets down and starts working on Green's back with a modified abdominal stretch move on the ground here.....this is supposed to wear down your energy so that you can't fight out of the Silent Treatment, King, he's setting him up here....

Royce: Green really needs to make a tag here....but I don't see how he can if Gestapo keeps him immobilized....

Boggs: Wait, I think Green is starting to reach here.....yes, he's reaching for the ropes.....and.....yes!!! Somehow he got there and now Gestapo has to break this hold....and finally does....Gestapo is up, arguing with the referee here....

Royce: Green is trying to get to his corner, pay attention ya big dumb German!

Boggs: Gestapo now realizes what's going on....but....YES!!!! Green made the tag and Doc Holiday grabs the top rope....OH!! Springboard into a missile dropkick and that levels Gestapo....King is in....dropkick for him as well!!!! Gestapo is back up....irish whip by Doc here....another standing dropkick on Gestapo and that sends him flying outside the ring!

Royce: Doc is a house of fire here!!!

Boggs: King is back up here....OH!!! Doc just runs into a massive clothesline from King and Doc is down!!! Man, what force on that clothesline and Doc is truely hurting from that.....Gestapo is starting to get up on the outside here....Green is still down outside the ring by Doc and Green's corner....so it's King and Doc here....

Royce: Uh-oh, could spell trouble for Doc....King is one tough individual....

Boggs: Indeed he is, King....Doc is down, now King is getting him up here....irish whip by King...OH!! Big time powerslam and that could be all....here's a cover...1, 2, NO!!! Doc managed to get a shoulder off the canvas....I don't know how but he did....

Royce: Gestapo is back up on the apron, as well as Green, although Green look a little more worse for the wear....*laughs*

Boggs: King is moving Doc into their corner here, and he tags Gestapo in.....Gestapo now quickly with some knife edge chops on Doc Holiday here....now with an irish whip....OH!! Doc hit with some tremendous force here, and he comes bounding out from the turnbuckle....Gestapo with a big boot to the face!

Royce: Man, Gestapo is one powerful man....Powers should be taking notes here!

Boggs: Gestapo with some boots to the back here of Doc Holiday, Doc needs to make a tag here, although I don't think that Green could do much better....Gestapo getting Doc up now, what's he gonna do here??? OH MY!!! Big backbreaker applied there on Doc and this match is close to being over.....what a power display by Gestapo!

Royce: I don't know how much more Doc can take, Randy.....Green is ready for the tag, but I don't know if he'll get to do it.....

Boggs: Gestapo picks up Doc Holiday here....OH!! Gets him in a big bear hug submission hold, wrenching on the lower back of Doc Holiday here....squeezing tighter and tighter.....

Royce: This is it, he'll surely submit, won't he, Randy???

Boggs: You would think he would, so this punishment would stop, but Doc's got a lot of fight in him.....and he won't give up easily!!! The referee is checking Holiday here....he looks to be out.....once!! His arm dropped once....and....yes, that's two!!! One more and Doc will be counted down here.....

Royce: This is it, pack your bags, Randy....

Boggs: The referee lifts his arm again....NO!!! Doc strains to keep it up....now.....clapping the head of Gestapo here with his arms as hard as he can....again and again....and Gestapo finally breaks the hold, Doc starts off the ropes and......YES!!! Big high cross body on Gestapo and both men are down!

Royce: What a comeback for Holiday....can he make it to the corner though???

Boggs: He's trying to make it to the corner here....Gestapo is on his way up and over to his corner to tag in King here....and......YES!!! Green is in, Doc made the tag....but Gestapo did make it to his corner and now King and Green are in! Green with some punches, moving King to the opposite corner....OH!!! Nice standing head-scissors takedown on King and he rolls him up here!!!! 1, 2, NO!!! King got the shoulder up....

Royce: You're kidding me.....what a great move by Green there!

Boggs: King is back up now....wait, Gestapo is taking something out of his trunks.....what is that....King is looking over at Gestapo....irish whip here by King on Green, near where Gestapo is.....OH!!! What the hell was that??? Gestapo just punched Green in the back of the head as he passed by off the ropes with whatever he had in his fist and Green falls to the canvas!!!! The ref didn't see it, King!!!! What the hell was that????

Royce: I dunno, Randy, but Gestapo just threw whatever it was into the crowd....disposing neatly of the evidence....Green is down here, hurt bad obviously by that foreign object.....

Boggs: King now has Green here, setting him up on the top rope!!! You know what's next, King......and......YES!!!! King executes the Simply Awesome Suplex from the top rope and he holds on for a pin....this is all academic at this point though.....1, 2, 3!!! King and Gestapo are triumphant in this match.....

("Testify" by Rage Against The Machine kicks up again in the arena.)

Royce: Face it, Randy...they probably had the match won even if Gestapo didn't use that foreign object.....L4R dominated this match....

Boggs: Well, that being the case, why'd they have to resort to using the damn thing??? Wait a second.....Gestapo has the mic here....what's he got to say???

Joesef Gestapo: Cut that damn music....two more nights, Powers...In case you're confused, thats 48 more hours to your title reign.  The clock starts ticking right now, and when I walk out of this arena tonight, I start cracking the knuckles that will crack your skull at Mayhem...Now normally, I'd finish this off with my promise to make you talk, but that isn't going to happen tonight...You see, I really dont care about a damn thing you have to say, it's never anything I haven't heard better men than you say before.  For the last week and a half, you've been out here yapping your trap about a fluke victory...but the time has come for you to put up and get shut up....And, while I'm thinking about it, I don't want you running away from me Thursday night, so how about I teach you this lesson inside of a steel cage? If you think you're man enough, accept it...Then, I'll prove you wrong, but hell, at least you'll be able to say you gave it your personal best.....You may be the champ for a few more nights, but just remember, I am the Gestapo, I am your unescapable fate, and I AM UNSTOPPABLE!

("Testify" kicks up again inside the arena as Gestapo and King head up the ramp. The crowd is booing hysterically.)

Boggs: The Gestapo laying the law down to Powers here....you can believe he'll be all business when he and Powers step inside the ring to fight it out for the Television title on Mayhem Thursday night.....GFWA officials are down to help Doc and Ricky Green to the back here....

(The scene quickly cuts to the backstage area where Chaos and Karnage of the Elite Players are making their way into the arena. The crowd begins to cheer them loudly.)

Boggs: Looks like EoA is on the scene here....they'll be fighting for the tag team titles later on tonight against T2SF!!! What a match that should be, King....

Royce: Chaos and Karnage look focused here....that should be an incredible match!

(The scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Boggs: Well King, we do have some news to report on the Ron Monroe contract talk situation. It would appear that President McLean has indeed gotten the services of Ron Monroe back on the GFWA payroll! Mr. Monroe has been rehired in the position of Creative Support for the GFWA....this is great news for all associated with the GFWA, and we're all glad to welcome Mr. Monroe back to the front office, where he belongs....

Royce: Yeah, it's good to know that his great wrestling mind will be around now to help the GFWA become that much better!! Welcome back, Ron!

Boggs: Indeed....well, King it's time now for our next match of the night....it's gonna be "Barbed Wire" Brian Gatz facing off against The Lethal Soldier.....let's send it over to Bob Stallworth for the intros of the match!

"Barbed Wire" Brian Gatz vs. The Lethal Soldier
(Lethal Rules Extreme Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gnetlemen, the following contest is set for one fall. About to enter the ring, standing 6"7, weighing in at 275 pounds, here is THE LETHAL SOLDIER!!!!!!

("Counterfeit" by Limp Bizkit blares across the arena as LS walks the aisle.)

Stallworth:  And his opponent, standing 6"2, weighing in at 242 pounds and representing  Tha Silencas, here is "BARB WIRE" BRIAN GATZ!!!!!!!!!!

("Highway To Hell" Erupts as Gatz walks the aisle, accompanied by Kip Kart. Suddenly, approximately halfway down the aisle, Gatz stops walking and asks for a microphone.)

Royce:  He having second thoughts maybe??

Boggs: Hmm maybe so, let's find out.

Brian Gatz: OK, I know your all looking forward to seeing me kick Tha Solider's ass, but as of  right now, I'm leaving the GFWA  for higher ground.  I may return in the future, so don't count me out just yet.  For now though, I am severing my ties with McLean and the rest of you....BUT, hang on a second because I've got one hell of a parting gift for my audience.  I know you don't expect me to leave Kip and Ricky all by themselves, so With the help of Angela, I got in touch with a guy  you ought to know.  This man  fought the Solider before, and Tha Solider couldn't put him away...It was a Draw.  You may recall tha match, it was called a Bulinary match..So without any more delay, here he is!   Weighing in at 258 pounds and standing 6'3, the man who  fought the Solider to a draw,  former leader for Tha Horsemen Of The Apocalypse ..Ladies and Gentlemen..and especially you, Solider,... I bring to you the return of the WET LUNATIC!!

("Sweet Dreams" begins to play, but it suddenly mixes into Guerrilla Radio. The Wet Lunatic runs down the aisle, stopping at the microphone long enough to say, "I'm back, Soldier", before storming the ring.)

Boggs:  Oh my god, what a development here!  Gatz has resigned, but The Wet Lunatic returns to fill his position in the Silencas.  Can't get too distracted by the drama though ,cause the action is already going in the ring..The bell just sounded, and LS already backed WL into a corner, hammering mercilessly on WL before he could get to his feet inside the ring...Lunatic fights him off though, rakes LS in the eyes, and bounces out of the corner with a frankensteiner from nowhere!

Royce:  Whoa, not a lot of ring rust on The Lunatic, course, he never stuck around long enough to truly test his mettle last time, this ought to be interesting...

Boggs: Intresting it is King, Wet Lunatic nails a frankensteiner right out of that corner, and he really killed LS's early momentum there..WL with a snapmare now, and the Soldier is right back down.he goes for the early cover, hooks the leg, one, two...no..kick out by LS..LS back up to his feet now, lunatic goes for a lock up, but LS with the power advantage, sending him to the ropes, here comes WL, and leapfrog.nice show of agility by lunatic out there, ..Lunatic back across, and this time, he shoots for a dropkick, LS almost ducked him, but he still got clipped there...both men quickly back to their feet, but LS moves in with a belly to back suplex...slaps WL against the mat, and drops a knee for the follow up.

Royce: Gotta keep Lunatic on the ground here, pick him apart and go for the wear down, thats LS's specialty. I hear Kart out there cheering on Lunatic at the outside, but that isn't going to help you when LS decides to go on a lethal mission.

Boggs:  LS, has moved WL into a headlock, grinding away, trying to slow him down a bit...Moves it to a choke hold, but what can the ref do, it's extreme rules tonight...

Royce: Lethal rules.

Boggs: Ok, whatever, point being ,Lunatic needs to find a way out of this one fast...otherwise, it's lights out....Wait a second, what's LS doing, he's got something in his tights, looks like a pair of brass knuckles..he's digging those out while he tries to hang onto WL, looks like it may be about over here...No, WL manages to get an elbow in, LS breaks the hold, and the knuckles fly across the ring, landing in the corner...LS thrown to the ropes again, clothesline by WL..

Royce: Wait a second...Kip Kart just slid the knuckles back across the canvas toward WL, I don't think the ref saw him do that, otherwise, it might be interference in the match..Remember, with lethal rules, anything but outside interference goes.

Boggs: Good point, LS just got decapitated by that clothesline, but WL bounces off the ropes and lands with a big splash...goes for the cover..1.....2....almosn but no, LS kicks out just in time there...WL goes for the knuckles now..slips em on..LS is getting up, but I dont think he knows WL has the knuckles...LS on his feet, WL with a right hand, and LS falls back to the mat hard.

Royce: If he didn't know, he knows now.

Boggs:  Ok, what's happening here..LS looks to be laid out, but WL is going to tthe top rope, he still has those knuckles too...Flies off the top, fist drop with the knuckles, he connects right across the lethal forehead on that one..hooks the leg, 1...2...3! and it's over, The Wet Lunatic defeats Lethal Soldier in his surprise return to G.F.W.A. action.

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner.THE WET LUNATIC!!!!!!!

Royce: Well, there goes the music, but here comes Ricky Green and the girls..What's going on here, post match celebration.

Boggs: Maybe they aren't down with the Wet Lunatic joining up.Looks like Kart has the mic now, maybe we'll find out.

Kip Kart: Lunatic, congratulations and welcome to Tha Silencas...Gatz, we are sorry ta see ya go, but the Silence will continue around here..Along with Tha Lunatic's return, we got another big surprise for all of ya....Before this matchup, Wet Lunatic was the newest Silenca, but now I've got another update for ya. In addition of the Lunatic we bring  you the  next, and newest member of our little family.

("Guerrilla Radio" resumes as a masked man in a Silencas t-shirt walks down the aisle.  Ricky stands behind the masked man as Kart continues speaking.)

Kip Kart: Ladies and gentlemen, tha newest member of  Tha Silencas is...

(Ricky yanks off the mask as Kart yells)

Kip Kart:  THE DESTRUCTOR, TOMMY DREAMER!!!!!!!

(The fans go wild, and the music resumes as members of the Silencas slap high fives and welcome their new inductees.)

Boggs: Amazing development, in the Silenca camp tonight folks, they lose one, but gain Two with the arrival of Wet Lunatic and The Destructor.  Folks we've got to cut to a commercial now, but pay attention this week, because I'm sure we can now expect to be hearing much more from The Silencas!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back into the arena from commercial.)

Boggs: What an explosive night it's been so far, King, and things are only gonna get hotter....because, right now, T2SF and EoA are gonna battle it out for the right to be called Tag Team Champions!!! Let's head over to the ring and join Bob Stallworth as he's ready to introduce both teams!

Tendency 2 Start Fires vs. Elements of Armageddon
(GFWA Tag Team Titles Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one-fall, and is for the vacant GFWA Tag Team Titles!... Introducing first, representing the Elite Players, at a combined weight of 543 pounds...Chaos!... Karnage!... The Elements of ARMAGEDDON!!!

("n 2 gether now" by Limp Bizkit plays as the stage is filled with blue andyellow light. Chaos and Karnage make their way to the ring.)

Stallworth: Their opponents... representing Team Perfect, at a combined weight of 495 pounds... Cody!... Tomorrow Man!... Tendency 2 Start FIRES!!!!!

("Tendency 2 Start Fires" by Bush plays as T2SF quickly sprints down the ramp. The dive into the ring and the match gets underway...)

Boggs: And here we go! GFWA Tag Titles on the line here!...

Royce: Yeah, speaking of the tag titles, where are the belts? Aren't the belts usually at ringside for a tag match?

Boggs: You're right, King, I don't see the belts. They're apparently not at ringside.

Royce: Huh... that's kinda wierd, Randy!

Boggs: Certainly is, King, but nevertheless still a title match we got goin' here... Order's been restored, and Karnage and T-Man starting things off here. Irish whip by T-Man, reversed by Karnage... here's the rebound, T-Man ducking the Karnage boot.. turns around...  SPINNING HEEL KICK!

Royce: Nice! T-Man is quick on the offense, RB!

Boggs: Indeed he is! T-Man sensing it's too early for a cover, so now he's putting the boots to Karnage here... T-Man picks Karnage up, collar-and-elbow tieup, go behind by Karnage,  setting him up...Nice pump-handle slam by Karnage!

Royce: With authority! *laughs*

Boggs: Cover by Karnage... 1...2. and a quick shoulder up at 2. Now Karnage bringing T-Man to his feet, whipped to the corner goes T-Man... BIG SPLASH!!! And now T-Man's stuck in the corner of EoA...

Royce: Not a place I would recommend to be. T-Man better get out of there!

Boggs: The ref being occupied with Cody trying to get into the ring, and T-Man being double-teamed here...

Royce: Well don't YOU sound passive, RB! Take a look, Zebra!! C'mon, ya blind idiot!!

Boggs: King, calm down! Now a tag and in comes Chaos. EoA setting up T-Man... Double verticle suplex!! No cover applied, and Karnage goes back to the corner.

Royce: T-Man's in a BAD way, Randy! Cody better reach as far as he can to get a tag!

Boggs: Chaos putting the boots to a hurt Tomorrow Man... now picking him up, sets him up, double-underhook... picks him up!... SIDEWALK SLAM! A DOUBLE-UNDERHOOK SIDEWALK SLAM!!!!

Royce: I don't think I've ever seen that before!!

Boggs: Here's the cover! 1...2... NO! Cody breaks up the count, and now all four men going at it! Chaos stomping away at a grounded T-Man, Karnage and Cody going at it!

Royce: Cody sure isn't helping T-Man much by doing this! T-Man needs a tag BAD!!

Boggs: Karnage and Cody going at it on the outside... Chaos picking up T-Man... OOOHH!! Low blow by T-Man, and the ref didn't see it! Ref was focused on the action outside of the ring, and now T-Man attempting to get the upper hand in the match...

Royce: If that doesn't give you the upper hand in a match, I have no clue what does! *laughs*

Boggs: Got that right, King... Tag titles on the line here, even though the belts aren't at ringside...

Royce: That STILL puzzles me, Randy!

Boggs: Well, in any case, back to the action here... T-Man now with the advantage. Scoop slam by T-Man, now both men down!! T-Man is drained!!

Royce: Luckily he's near his corner. And since Karnage and Cody have returned to their corners, it's anyone's ballgame now!

Boggs: T-Man looking for that much needed tag... he's trying!... Can.. he...YES!!! CODY'S IN, AND LOOK AT HIM CLEAN HOUSE!!!

Royce: WOW!!!

Boggs: Clothesline on Karnage! Dropkick to Chaos!!

Royce: Wow, Cody is goin' to work!!

Boggs: Now Cody lining both members of EoA up here!! And he's headed for the top!!!

Royce: I smell an upset here, RB...

Boggs: Now Cody's perched up top! Here he goes!!!... FLYING BODY PRESS!!!

Royce: But he only hit Karnage! Chaos rolled out of the way, and Chaos is the legal man!!

Boggs: Wow, King, this is action!! Chaos on the outside, regaining somefocus... Karnage down in the ring, but not the legal man. T-Man to his feet in the corner, wanting a tag!Royce: And he gets one!

Boggs: Yes! Now all four men going at it in the ring!! It's a brawl!!

(All of the sudden, the lights in the arena go pitch dark...)

Boggs: What in the Hell??

Royce: Not Hell, RB, just maybe a power failure... *laughs*

Boggs: Hmmm.. I don't... KING! LOOK AT THE G-TRON!!

Royce: What the?... OH MY! That's the video for the Lethal REBELLION... but they're dead!

Boggs: I know!!... no lights, no music, just that enterance video!! What's goin' on here!?

Royce: I dunno, Randy... I think Lethal Soldier and Derek Guild may be fixin' to come out here. They were one half of the Lethal REBELLION, ya know...

Boggs: Truth told, King... So I guess Guild and Soldier are comin' out here, King... I can't see the ring at all, I guess that The Lethal...

(... Then the lights come back on ...)

Boggs: KING!! OH MY GOD!!! IT'S SEATTLE SOUND!!!!!!!!!

("Aneurysm" by Nirvana kicks up in the arena! Grunge and T-Dogg are standing in opposite corners of the ring, each holding a tag belt high in the air!)

Royce: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! AND LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!!

Boggs: MY GOD, KING!! THIS CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!!!! AND LOOK AT EoA and T2SF!!! THEY'RE OUT COLD!!!

Royce: ALL FOUR OF THEM!! I've never seen anything like it before, Randy!!

Boggs: This crowd is ELECTRIC!! What a reception for the hometown boys here!! And they've got the belts, King!!!

Royce: Wait! Randy! I thought these guys resigned or somethin'! What gives here?? And what the hell are they doing with the Tag belts!?!?!

Boggs: I dunno, King, but Grunge is going for the mic, maybe he can tell us!!

Royce: Yeah, if we can hear him over this crowd!!

(Grunge grabs the mic as the music fades out...)

Grunge: WHAT'S UP, TACOMAAAAAAAAA!?!?!?!?!

(The crowd erupts!! Crowd chanting: "WELCOME BACK!! WELCOME BACK!!...")

Grunge: OH YEAH!! It's feels SOOO GOOD to be back and under McLean's skin!! Hey McLean!! Not even YOU could keep us down!! Obviously, you didn't read what you signed too closely...

(Grunge takes out a piece of paper out of his pocket.)

Grunge: Ya see this? This is our official release papers... now, if you read this at all, you would know that if we felt like coming back within 10 days of our departure, we could do so without contractual grivence, and guess what.. WE'RE BACK!!!!

(T-Dogg takes the mic from Grunge as the crowd is in an uproar...)

T-Dogg: But wait, there's more...since we returned during the 10-day grace period, we not only return to active competition without any problem, but we also OWN THESE BELTS!!

(The crowd ERUPTS!!!)

Boggs: KING! Did you hear that!? Grunge and T-Dogg are STILL the Tag-Team Champs!!

Royce: I can't believe it, Randy!! This is amazing!!

(The scene cuts backstage. President McLean is seen watching a monitor in the back, a look of anger across his face. He is seen mumbling something under his breath, cursing at the monitor as the scene cuts back to the ring.)

Boggs: Did you see that!? McLean is fit to be tied, King!

Royce: Shhhh!! Seattle Sound's still talking!

Grunge: McLean, you can't get rid of us! I mean, look at these four chumps in the ring! They're STILL out cold!!! McLean, listen closely... you'll throw your tantrums and you go home and cry into your pillow, but you will always... ALWAYS!.... FACE!... OUR!...

CROWD: MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!

("Aneurysm" by Nirvana kicks up in the arena as Grunge and T-Dogg continue to hold the belts up high!!! The crowd is goin' nuts!!)

Boggs: What a night, King!!! Seattle Sound's triumphant return.....and now they have returned as Tag Team Champions!!!! Listen to this crowd, King....just listen to this crowd!!!!

Royce: Seattle Sound are home-grown, right in this great state of Washington, Randy....but this is an incredible ovation!!!!

(The scene quickly cuts to a triple screen shot of Biggunn, Matt Vargas and The Butcher walking backstage towards the ring.)

Boggs: And the action doesn't stop as we're about ready for our main event of the night.....all three of these men will face off in a triple threat match for the Heavyweight Title.....what a match it should be and it's next!!!!! Right after this promo for the next GFWA Pay Per View, Y2K Meltdown!!!

(The scene cuts to the promo.)

The year 2000 is upon us....and now the threat of the Y2K bug has passed......or has it?
GFWA Y2K Meltdown, live on Pay-Per-View, January 23rd, 2000, live from Madison Square Garden, in New York City!!!
The Y2K bug can still.......bite ya!

Boggs: What a night that will be, as all GFWA Pay Per Views are totally out of control!!!! Well, King we're set to go here for the main event of the evening....any idea who's gonna win this one?

Royce: None!! It's a total toss-up in my mind, but it could The Butcher's night, Randy....

(The scene cuts to the back. Suddenly you see a limo pulling up to the arena. The camera gets a shot of the limo before cutting back to inside the arena.)

Royce: What's this...... a limo?

Boggs: Who could be pulling up in a limo now!?? I guess we shall see....right now, let's send it over to Bob Stallworth, he's in the center of the ring waiting to announce these three men....Bob?

Biggunn vs. Matt Vargas vs. The Butcher
(GFWA Heavyweight Title Match-Triple Threat Rules)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and is a 3 way match for the GFWA Heavyweight Championship!!! Coming out now at 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighing 248 pounds....... Matt Vargas!!!

("Secret Tweaker Pad" by Sublime plays as Vargas walks out)

Stallworth: Also at  6 feet 6 inches tall and weighing 268 pounds....... The Butcher!!

("Nutshell" by Alice in Chains plays as Butcher walks out with a look of confidence)

Stallworth: And now......at 7 feet tall, 320 pounds.....  The GFWA World Heavyweight Champion of the Wooooorrrrllllllddd........ Biggunn!!!!!!!

("Anthem for the Year 2000" by Silverchair plays as Biggunn walks out with the strap over is shoulder)

Boggs: Oh look out...... Butcher just low blowed Vargas! Butcher tosses him out the ring.

Royce: Biggunn is just looking on.

Boggs: Butcher is signaling for Biggunn...... he drops the belt and here he comes!!!!!

Royce: Biggunn hits the ring...... they go at it! Lefts and rights...... the ref can't separate them!

Boggs: Biggunn blocks one..... a right and the Butcher goes down! He slides out the ring.

Royce: Wait..... Vargas is out there and he's up!

Boggs: Butcher doesn't see him! Vargas spins him around...... OH DDT ON THE FLOOR!!!!!!  Butcher is out! Biggunn grabs Vargas and pulls him in the ring. Biggunn with a body slam, he goes for a back suplex...... Vargas blocks him, NECKBREAKER!!!!!! Vargas covers him, 2 count.

Royce: Butcher is up, he's getting back in the ring.

Boggs: Vargas is on Biggunn, hitting him right in the face. Butcher is in, he sneaks up behind Vargas..... Scorpion deathdrop! Butcher is stomping on Vargas, Biggunn is up and he clotheslines the Butcher! Biggunn and the Butcher go at it again. Wow....Butcher falls outside the ring and Biggunn goes after him!

Royce: These 2 want a piece of each other bad.

Boggs: Vargas is up and he's watching Biggunn and Butcher duke it out. The ref starts to count........1, 2, 3 ,4..... Butcher sends Biggunn into the ring pole....... 5, 6....

Royce: Vargas is just waiting for the ref to stop the count. He can't win the belt like that.

Boggs: I think Vargas realizes it now. 7, 8........ Vargas climbs the ropes...... OH FLYING BODY PRESS ON BIGGUNN AND THE BUTCHER!!!!!! All 3 men are down. The ref stops the count!

Royce: Vargas has to come hard this match if he wants to win.

Boggs: Biggunn is up and he puts Vargas in the ring. Butcher is still out. Biggunn with a double underhook suplex on Vargas. He covers him, 2 count. Biggunn starts to work over Vargas. He has him in a full nelson! It looks like he's gonna quit. Butcher hoops in the ring...... Oh low blow on Biggunn! Butcher grabs Vargas.... double arm DDT! Vargas and Biggunn is down! Butcher covers Biggunn, 2 count. He goes and covers Vargas, 2 count! Butcher grabs Biggunn, piledriver! Butcher covers him..... Vargas breaks the count.

Royce: Close.

Boggs: Vargas with a left to the midsection of the Butcher..... Pedigree!!!! Vargas covers him...... Biggunn breaks the count! All 3 men are up. Vargas and the Butcher go after Biggunn.

Royce: They got to double team him.

Boggs: Both men landing blows to the face of Bigs. He goes down and they stomp him unmerciful. Butcher now choking Bigs. He picks him up..... Irish whip, double clothesline! Vargas gets Biggunn up..... Jackhammer! Vargas and Butcher are taking out Biggunn.

Royce: They're having their way with him!!!!

Boggs: Butcher is instructing Vargas...... Vargas with a spinebuster on Bigs..... Butcher goes to the ropes..... legdrop! He covers Biggunn....... 1, 2...... Vargas pulls the Butcher off! Butcher is up and he pushes Vargas.

Royce: No, no!!!! The plan is backfiring!

Boggs: Vargas and the Butcher are arguing...... Bigs is up! Butcher and Vargas are trading blows..... Butcher goes down. Bigs grabs Vargas........ powerslam!!!! Bigs grabs Vargas...... snap suplex! Butcher is up and Biggunn sends him back down with a clothesline! Bigs with a boot to the face of Vargas and falls out the ring! Butcher with a poke to the eyes of Bigs. He goes to kick him, Bigs grabs his foot...... spins him around...... face smash!!

Royce: Biggunn is on fire!

Boggs: Vargas is still out...... ROCKBOTTOM ON THE BUTCHER!!!!! Biggunn goes outside...... he sends Vargas into the ring steps. He drags him over to the announcers table......wait....... The announcer table?

Royce: Hey get out of here!!

Boggs: Don't put him on here!

Royce: No! Biggunn no!!!!

Boggs: OH MY!! OH MY!!! BIGGUNN JUST ROCKBOTTOMED VARGAS THREW THE TABLE!! DAMMIT! HOW MANY TIMES ARE THEY GONNA BREAK THIS TABLE!!!!!

Royce: Butcher is up. He gets out the ring.......

Boggs: Biggunn is standing over Vargas who is out!

Royce: They broke the damn table!

Boggs: Butcher with a sidekick to the back of the head of Bigs and he goes right into the guard rail hard first!

Royce: Wait, I think he's out cold.

Boggs: He took his eyes off of the Butcher. Butcher drags him back in the ring. Biggunn is out! Butcher covers him......1, 2 ....... NO, NO BIGGUNN KICKED OUT, BIGGUNN KICKED OUT!!!!!!

Royce: Oh I thought he had him!

Boggs: Butcher can't believe it! Both men are exhausted!

(The scene quickly cuts to the back where the Elite Players are watching the match in their dressing room. Then to a shot of a bunch of wrestlers huddled over a TV in the back watching the match....then a shot of Adam King and Gestapo watching in their dressing room laughing at the Butcher. The scene quickly cuts to the Franchise's dressing room....no one is in the Franchise's dressing room. The scene cuts back to the arena.)

Boggs: Butcher goes up top! Biggunn is slow to get up.

Royce: Vargas is slowly getting up too, I think he's out of it!

Boggs: Butcher waits for Biggunn to get up...... he leaps....... OH BIGGUNN CAUGHT HIM WITH HIS HAND!! BIGGUNN...... HE GETS HIM UP IN A CHOKESLAM..... BIGGUNNNNNNN....... OH HE CHOKESLAMMED HIM TO THE FLOOR!!!!! HE CHOKED SLAMMED HIM TO THE FLOOR!!!!!

Royce: OH MY GOD!!!!!

Boggs: Vargas is up and the Butcher is out! Vargas throws him in the ring..... Biggunn is there and Vargas pokes him in the eyes...... Vargas goes for a piledriver....... Bigs with a back body drop! Varags is up..... Butcher is still out....... 2 hand choke slam on  Vargas! Biggunn covers Butcher, 1, 2, 3!!!!! THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT! BIGGUNN WINS!!!!!

Royce: What a match! What a match!!!!

Boggs: Biggunn choke slammed Vargas threw our table then chokeslammed butcher out the ring, down to the floor. Biggunn retains the Heavyweight belt!

Royce: WAIT......THE FRANCHISE!!!!!!! THE FRANCHISE!

Boggs: MIKE POWERS, CAPRICE AND THE NATURAL ARE OUT HERE!!! THEY HIT THE RING AND GO AFTER BIGGUNN!!!! POWERS....... MAGNIFICENT MANEUVER!!! CAPRICE IS STOMPING ON BIGGUNN! VARGAS IS STILL OUT! BUTCHER IS STARTING TO GET UP!! CAPRICE AND THE NATURAL ARE HOLDING BIGGUNN!!! POWERS HAS THE MIC!

Powers: Biggunn..... I got a surprise for ya and every loser in this God forsaken arena.  Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the greatest wrestler ever in the GFWA........ CARDAN!!!!!!!

Boggs: WHAT!!

Royce: CARDAN!!!

Boggs: Cardan is out! Biggunn can't believe it! Cardan looks at Biggunn and slaps him in the face! Dammit!! Biggunn fights off the Natural. OH HE SLUGS CAPRICE....... A RIGHT TO THE JAW OF THE NATURAL!!!!! HE'S GOING AFTER POWERS AND CARDAN!!!!!

Royce: WAIT!

Boggs: NO! NO! BUTCHER WITH A LOW BLOW ON BIGGUNN!! WHAT'S GOING ON! BUTCHER AND CAPRICE ARE STOMPING ON BIGGUNN!! CARDAN IS RAISING THE HAND OF THE BUTCHER!!!!!

Royce: HE'S THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE FRANCHISE!!

Boggs: CARDAN GETS THE MIC!

Cardan: Butcher..... you proved tonight that you are a Franchise member! I knew you we're. Biggunn, you disgust me! Yes, I was the one who told you that 50% of the GFWA was up in the air. I did that so you could lose your focus. I did that so you can slip up and lose your belt to a member of the Franchise. That's why I put the Butcher in this match. I knew he would win but.......

Boggs: T2SF are out here!

Royce: What are they doing?

Boggs: They're trying to talk to the Butcher! OH HE JUST HIT CODY!! THE NATURAL WITH A SIDEKICK TO THE FACE OF T-MAN!!!!!! They're stomping on T2SF!! NO, NO! DAMN CARDAN!

Royce: He's just in the corner directing traffic!!

Boggs: Everybody is out! T2SF, the ref got knocked down! They're still holding Biggunn!

Cardan: Before I was so rudely interrupted....... but, you failed me Butcher! I set this up so you can win and you choke! The Franchise doesn't except chokers! You disappoint me. I don't like failures and you're one!

Boggs: OH!!! CAPRICE WITH A LOW BLOW ON THE BUTCHER! POWERS WITH A PEDIGREE!!!!! TTHEY'VE TURNED ON THE BUTCHER! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

Powers: You're not Franchise material and you'll never be!

Boggs: Oh he just kicked the Butcher in the face! Look at the carnage in the ring! Cardan with a chair........ Oh over the head of Biggunn! Cardan takes the chair over the head of the Butcher! He is out! The Natural is pointing to Vargas....... Cardan...... they let him go.

Royce: Wow!

Boggs: The Franchise is leaving! Look at the carnage! This is terrible! Cardan came back tonight a screwed everyone. THE FRANCHISE IS BACK!!!!!! We're out of time here, folks, but Biggunn is still the champ, but the carnage in the ring is incredible....we need to go, so for King Royce and Denise Lopez, this is Randy Boggs saying Goodnight from Tacoma.....where this has been a presentation of the GFWA, For SERIOUS EFED WRESTLERS ONLY!!! GOODNIGHT!!!!!

(The scene goes to a shot of Cardan, Powers, The Natural and Caprice walking up the ramp together. The crowd is going crazy. The shot then goes to the GFWA logo on the screen.....

....as it fades out, the next television program starts up.)