Live from The Metrodome
Minneapolis, Minnesota
October 26th, 1999

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

...and it fades out to the Tuesday BackDraft video package and theme music. As it fades out, the scene shifts to inside the Metrodome. The crowd is going crazy and the place is packed. Many of the fans are holding up signs. As the camera continues to pan the crowd, you can here the familiar voice of Randy Boggs.)

Randy Boggs: Over 41,000 people have packed themselves into the Metrodome, in Minneapolis, Minnesota...for this action-packed edition of Tuesday BackDraft!!!! Hello again everybody, this is Randy Boggs, along side me as always King Royce!! And what a night of action we have planned for you tonight!!!

King Royce: Oh you have never lied, my friend!!! Tonight, Brian "Primetime" Watts will be in Minneapolis to defend his Heavyweight Title against The Mauler!!! What a match that will be!!! Also tonight, Skarrphace and Biggunn are climbing inside a steel cage to settle some unfinished business tonight!!! That could be the match of the night, Randy!!

Boggs: You are right about that one, King....and we have so much more in store for you tonight....what's this? Wait a second....we're getting something from the back....

(The scene shifts to the entrance area. Daryl "One Man Army" Armstrong and The Lethal Soldier are entering the building. As soon as they get inside the door, Hans and Lars Von Schopenhauer of The Master Race jumps them and starts to beat on them unmercifully.)

Boggs: My God, that's the Lethal Nation!! The Master Race is all over them here!!! What the hell is going on???

Royce: I don't know....The Master Race has laid them out though...

(The scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Boggs: Well, we've got a great night in store for you, so without further delay, let's get the festivities started!!!

Chaos vs. J.D. Sunder
(Extreme Rules Match)

Bob Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following extreme rules contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring, standing 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighing 245 pounds, he is....Chaos!!!!

("Bling Bling" by B.G. kicks up as Chaos makes his way to the ring.)

Stallworth: And his opponent, he stands 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighs 320 pounds, he is...J.D. Sunder!!!!

("When Worlds Collide" by POWERMAN5000 kicks up as J.D. Sunder makes his way to the ring.)

Boggs: Here we go now, glad you're with us here on Tuesday BackDraft!!! J.D. starts off here...whips Chaos into the ropes...back body drop!! Nicely done....well, here we go, JD to the outside...looking for a little something to use in this extreme rules match....

Royce: That sure didn't last long! *laughing*

Boggs: JD now looking under the ring for something...Chaos is up, and going to the outside himself....looks like JD found a pile of things here....a broom, a couple of garbage can lids....a cookie sheet or two...bringing them all out here....

Royce: Chaos is doin' the same thing!! On the outside!!! He's setting up a table!!

Boggs: Chaos now walking over and JD and Chaos starting exchanging blows here....right hands right here the crowd....moving towards us here at the announcer's table....

Royce: Not on the table, please!!!

**BAM!!**

Boggs: Oh man!!! That was Chaos' head right on the announcer's table....good grief....wait a second, JD is grabbing a headset.....

J.D. Sunder: You see, this is what I'm talking about, he's nothing compared to how extreme I am....*BAM!!*

Boggs: Oh God!! Chaos just nailed JD with a cookie sheet!!! That knocked the headset right off his head and sent JD down to the floor....wait a second, now Chaos wants to be a star....

Chaos: Extreme?? That's extreme....hey Karnage...kiss my ass....*BAM!!*

Boggs: *laughing* Now JD just nailed Chaos with that same cookie sheet and Chaos goes down!!! What a way to kick of BackDraft....you ok, King?

Royce: Yeah, just tell them not to keep takin' my headset!! *laughing*

Boggs: Now these two are exchanging blows again, walking around to the other side of the ring, where Chaos has that table set up....JD blocks the right hand and delivers a short-arm clothesline right to the throat of Chaos here!!! Chaos is down....JD climbs back on the ring apron....and OH!! Big elbow drop to Chaos on the floor!!! Man, that HAD to hurt!!!

Royce: You need to keep them away from me, Randy!!

Boggs: Aww, King, shut the hell up....Chaos now getting up slowly after that elbow drop....JD in control here....getting Chaos up....moving him towards that table....wait, he's going under the ring again...getting a steel chair here....Chaos is up now, looking towards JD here....*BAM!!!!* OH MY GOD!! Chaotic Kick right to the face of JD here!!! MY GOD!! He had the chair up and Chaos kicked it right into JD's face!!! Then he fell right thru the table!!!! It broke the table in half!!!!

Royce: WOW!!! What a kick!!! And that chair delivered some extra kick!! *laughing*

Boggs: Chaos with the cover....the ref is there....1, 2, 3!!!! Chaos with the big win here on BackDraft!!! Man, what a match to kick off BackDraft!!!! Chaos is up!!!

("Bling Bling" kicks up inside the arena.)

Boggs: JD is still completely out here...man, that kick was something else....Chaos is making his way to the backstage area now, let's have Denise try an get an interview with him....well, wait a second, it seems Denise Lopez already has caught up with somebody....Denise?

(The scene shifts to the backstage interview area. Denise standing with The Lethal Soldier on one side of her and Daryl Armstrong on the other.)

Denise Lopez: Lethal Soldier, Daryl Armstrong, you were just brutally attacked by The Master Race here....what are you...

Lethal Soldier: Shut up Denise...listen you German punks....we don't take anything from anybody...you wanna jump us? Well maybe we'll just jump your asses before you can see it coming....

Daryl Armstrong: It's simple....you touch us....we touch you....but next time, you better finish the job, because the Lethal Nation cometh....and when we come, we come wicked....

(The two men walk off and leave Denise on the set alone. The scene then shifts back inside the arena.)

Boggs: Well, this is heating up here on BackDraft....we need to take a quick commercial break...when we come back, The Lethal Soldier himself will be in action against Bronson!! Stay tuned, you won't wanna miss it!!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

Boggs: Welcome back to Tuesday BackDraft!! Man, what a match we have for you right now....so let's get it to Bob Stallworth for the introductions...

Bronson vs. The Lethal Soldier
(Extreme Rules Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following extreme rules contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring, standing 6 feet 7 inches tall and weighing 305 pounds, he is....BRONSON!!!

("Quiet Storm" by Mobb Deep kicks up inside the arena as Bronson makes his way to the ring.)

Stallworth: And his opponent, he stands 6 feet 7 inches tall and weighs 270 pounds, he is...The Lethal...Soldier!!!!!

("Counterfeit" by Limp Bizkit kicks up as the Lethal Soldier makes his way to ringside. He carrying a bag with him, which he sets down on the floor by the ring.)

Royce: What's he got in that bag, Randy??

Boggs: Not sure, King, but I'm sure we'll find out....LS climbing inside the ring and Bronson runs at him here!!! Bronson knocks LS down to the floor and now Bronson is following him out here....

Royce: Here we go...I love these extreme matches....nothing ever happens in the ring! *laughing*

Boggs: Bronson now with LS...and he whips him right into the steel steps!! *BAM!!* OH man that nearly blasted the steps right into the crowd!!! Bronson now picking up LS here....and the two start to exchange blows....OH!! LS with a big dropkick and that sends Bronson right into the railing here at the Metrodome!!!

Royce: Bronson was definately staggered by that move!

Boggs: LS now on the attack....grabbing anything he can find, and he settles on a broom here....he cracks it over the back of Bronson!! Oh man!! Then he takes the broken broomstick and jabs it in the chest of Bronson here....once, twice, three times!!!

Royce: Looks like LS is cleaning house! *laughing*

Boggs: Cute, King....LS now back....he shoves the broken table from the extreme match earlier out of the way and reaches under the ring for another table....we're runnin' out of tables here! He's setting another up, no...he's actually just propping it up on the ring....sort of like a rampway....

Royce: What's he doin'? Uh-oh...Bronson is up...and he does NOT look happy....

Boggs: Bronson making his way to LS now....and the two meet with a few blows here....exchanging blows into the ring again....irish whip by Bronson, no! LS reverses it and Bronson goes off the ropes...but Bronson nails LS with a rough shoulder tackle, and LS is down....Bronson off the ropes....and a big splash on LS here!!

Royce: Bronson in control now...what a match this has been....

Boggs: Bronson picks up LS here....LS blocks the right hand....DDT!! Nicely done, and a cover here...1, 2, NO!! Bronson kicks out....LS picks up Bronson here...irish whip into the corner....and LS climbs the 2nd turnbuckle...and begins to punch Bronson...the crowd is counting with him here....1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6....the ref is asking for a break...and Bronson just falls to the canvas....

Royce: Pin him, LS!! You idiot!!

Boggs: LS taking his time here...Bronson back up....OH!! Side russian legsweep on LS and Bronson now with a quick cover...1, 2, NO!! LS managed to kick out....now Bronson is rolling LS back out onto the floor...he's going over to get a steel chair it looks like....he's got it....

Royce: Uh-oh, that could be the end for LS....

Boggs: Bronson just hovering over LS here....and *BAM!* OH!! Right on the back of LS here....and *BAM!!* another shot to the back with the steel chair....LS is down!! He looks hurt here....*BAM!* MY GOD!! Right to the head, and LS is busted open!!! Damn Bronson, stop that!!!

Royce: He could be seriously hurt here, RB....

Boggs: Bronson drops the dented chair....finally!!! He picks up the bloody mess that is LS here...walking him over towards the table that's set up on the ring....and now!! The two men begin to exchange heavy blows!!! How is LS even standing here???? Bronson nails him with a hard right....then LS right back with a right hand of his own!!! Like two heavyweight boxers going toe-to-toe!!!! OH!!! LS BLOCKS BRONSON AND *BAM!!!* OH MY GOD!!! DDT RIGHT THRU THE TABLE!!!! HE GAVE HIM AN ELEVATED DDT THAT TOOK BRONSON RIGHT THRU THE TABLE!!! MY GOD, WHAT A MOVE!!! WHAT A MOVE BY LS!!!! IF HE CAN JUST PIN HIM HE'LL HAVE THE WIN....YES, 1, 2, 3!!!!!! HE DID IT!!!! THE LETHAL SOLDIER HAS DONE IT!!! WHAT A MATCH!!! WHAT A MATCH!!!! LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!!

Royce: I can't believe it, Randy!!!!! LS is triumphant!!!!

("Counterfeit" by Limp Bizkit kicks up inside the arena.)

Boggs: The Lethal Soldier is a bloody mess, but he has defeated Bronson here!!!! What a match!!!! Wait a goddamn minute!!! Watts!!! PRIMETIME IS HERE!!! HE SNUCK UP BEHIND LETHAL SOLDIER HERE!!! HE'S CHOKING HIM OUT!!! HE'S CHOKING HIM OUT!!! LS IS OUT!!!!! BRONSON AND WATTS ARE ESCAPING UP THE RAMPWAY!!!! DAMN THEM!!! LS IS OUT!!!!

Royce: Never, EVER count out Brian "Primetime" Watts, Randy!!! He has evened the score!!!!!

Boggs: Shut the hell up, King.....my God, what was Watts thinking.....well we have to catch our breath here....wait, something in the back now....what's going on???

(The scene shifts to the backstage area. Joesef Gestapo and Master Rudolph flank Denise Lopez.)

Denise Lopez: Gestapo, you have a title defense upcoming against The TaskMaster, formerly known as Sky Sunder....your thoughts.

Joesef Gestapo: Tonight, TaskMaster Sunder, you will once again fall victim to The Silent Treatment....in fact, I am tired of hearing you talk. You insult me when you speak German...you cannot speak it correctly and tonight, I will silence you....FOREVER!!!

Master Rudolph: Come, it is time, Gestapo....no more talk. DOMINATION THROUGH SUBJUGATION!!!

Lopez: Thank you, back to you Randy.

(The scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Boggs: Well, it is time for that very T.V. title match that The Gestapo was speaking of, so let's head over to Bob Stallworth for the introductions of the two competitors.

Joesef Gestapo vs. The TaskMaster
(GFWA Television Title Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the GFWA Television Title!!! Introducing first, the champion, he stands 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighs 315 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Master Rudolph, he is...Joesef Gestapo!!!!!!

("Asche Zu Asche" by Rammstein kicks up inside the arena as Gestapo and Rudolph make their way to the ring. Gestapo has the T.V. title around his waist.)

Stallworth: And his opponent, the challenger, he stands 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighs 291 pounds, he is...the TaskMaster!!!!!

("PURITY" by Slipknot kicks up inside the arena as The TaskMaster makes his way to the ring. He gets in the ring and waits for the bell.)

Boggs: Here we go now....TM starts it off against this big man, Joesef Gestapo....collar and elbow tieup...and Gestapo forces TM into the corner....referee calls for the break...and gets it...NO!! Gestapo with a back elbow to the neck and face of TM here!!! And another!!! And another!!!! TM goes down!!!! Gestapo on the 2nd turnbuckle...and drops a knee to the chest of TM here....Gestapo in control early....

Royce: Gestapo is a fighting champion, Randy....you have to give him that....

Boggs: Indeed he is, King....Gestapo picking up TM here...irish whip into the ropes....TM off the ropes and Gestapo with a back body drop!! Nicely done and now Gestapo with a quick front face lock applied to TM here....TM reverses it and is up now....irish whip by TM and Gestapo off the ropes....shoulder tackle by TM!!! Gestapo down this time!

Royce: Back and forth they go, this is a pretty even match-up....

Boggs: Rudolph barking out instructions on the outside here...Gestapo makes note and gets back up....TM now on the attack....body slam on Gestapo and he follows that up with a legdrop!!! Gestapo seems a bit frustrated here....and rushed TM and he swings Gestapo around with a hip toss down into an armbar....nice series of moves by the TaskMaster here....

Royce: Both these men are sound technical wrestlers....it should be a great match....

Boggs: Should be, King? It is a great match....are you still with us here?? Gestapo trying to reverse the armbar....and YES!! He does....and the ref is distracted for a moment and Gestapo grabs a handful of hair and jerks TM down by it!! TM bounces back up and reverses the armbar...and he grabs a handful of Gestapo's hair and drags him down by it!!!

Royce: Careful, you guys might not have much hair left if you keep that up...*laughing*

Boggs: TM has Gestapo here...irish whip into the turnbuckle...and he tries to follow it up with a splash but Gestapo moves!!! He bounces off the ropes and catches TM with a running bulldog takedown!!! Gestapo goes for a quick pin....1, 2, NO!! TM kicked out at the last second!!!

Royce: That was close, Randy....very close....

(The scene shifts to the back where Skarrphace is watching the match on a small monitor somewhere in the backstage area.)

Boggs: Skarrphace!!! He's watching this match very closely, King, I wonder why.....

(The scene then shifts back to inside the arena.)

Royce: Who knows...maybe he's scouting the TaskMaster....*laughing*

Boggs: Not likely....with the apparent collusion between Skarrphace and the Fourth Reich, who knows what he could be up to....TM and Gestapo are back at it here....Gestapo with a clothesline on TM and then he follows it up with a headlock, grounding TM's attack here....trying to wear down the TaskMaster....the referee is checking TM at the request of Gestapo here....he raises the arm....it drops!! That's one....he raises it again....it drops!!! That's two...one more and Gestapo will have won it....he raises the arm....it dro...NO! TM stopped and and he's working his way back up now....Gestapo trying to sinch it in tighter....

Royce: Man, I thought Gestapo had won this match!!!

Boggs: Almost....TM now back up on his feet and he shoves off Gestapo....Gestapo goes off the ropes....and TM now with a headlock of his own here....and he falls down and sinches it in tight, trying to slow down Gestapo....wait a second, Rudolph is distracting the ref again....Gestapo is reaching in his tights for something....some kind of powder substance....OH!! He just thru it in the eyes of TM!!! TM is hurt and I don't know if he can see....what's going on here???

Royce: What was that stuff??? TM is hurt here, Randy....

Boggs: TM is stubbling around now...Gestapo with TM now....NO!! Swinging Neck breaker by TM!!! How did he do that when he couldn't see!!!! My God!!! What a instinctive move!!!

Royce: Now that was pure instinct there....just having a feel for where your opponent is....wait, Rudolph just signaled something here....and now he's distracting the ref....both men are down in the ring, but TM is starting to see again, he's wiping his eyes....out from the back!!!

Boggs: Big surprise!!! It's Skarrphace!!! He's running down the ramp, the referee is distracted.....he's in the ring!!! OH MY GOD!!! REGULATOR CLOTHESLINE!!! RIGHT ON THE TASKMASTER!!!! HE JUST LEVELED TM HERE!!!! HE'S ROLLING GESTAPO ON TOP OF TM!!! AND HE'S OUT OF THE RING....RUDOLPH IS DONE DISTRACTING THE REFEREE.....AND NOW HE'S MAKING THE COUNT...1, 2, 3!!!!!!!!!!! NO, DAMN IT NO!!! DAMN SKARRPHACE!!!!

Royce: Another victory taken away from the Biggunnz by Skarrphace....*laughing*

Boggs: I'm not sure if TM had this one in his pocket or not, but Gestapo was down....damn him!!! Skarrphace has scampered to the back now and Gestapo and Rudolph are walking up the rampway now....

("Asche Zu Asche" kicks up inside the arena again.)

Boggs: Well, Gestapo is your winner here...TM is still down....GFWA officials are coming to help him to the back here....good grief, King...Skarrphace interfering again....well, it's time for us to take another commercial break but don't go away because when we come back, you're going to be witness to a first in the GFWA....so don't go away!!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

Boggs: Well folks, we're back on Tuesday BackDraft....and we hope you are ready, because right now, President Monroe is going to join us all here...for what should be a great event in the history of the GFWA....our very first signee to be promoted IN HOUSE...that's right, our very own Power Plant has produced a superstar in the making....so without further delay, here's President Monroe!

(The scene cuts to the ring. In the ring, a table is set up with a couple of chairs. On the table are some papers. Then, President Monroe makes his way to the ring. The crowd is cheering him. He gets in the ring and takes the microphone.)

President Monroe: Good evening, Minneapolis!!! I want to inform all of you that you are all a part of history tonight. Tonight, the first of many wrestlers to be brought up from our very own Power Plant is to be signed to a long-term contract. As many of you know, the Power Plant was established with the idea of working with new wrestlers in creating their angles, working on their skills and preparing them for life in the GFWA, the best damn efed on the planet!! Now before I go on, I would like our Power Plant Director, Mike Malkums to join us here....Mike, c'mon down!

(Mike Malkums makes his way down to the ring and gets in the ring. He stands next to President Monroe.)

President Monroe: Now, Mike, it's because of your diligence and your expertise that we are able to have this ceremony tonight, and I want to give you the honor of introducing this newcomer to the GFWA and this crowd!!

(President Monroe hands the microphone to Malkums.)

Mike Malkums: That would be my honor, President Monroe. Ladies and gentlemen, this man comes to us from a family of wrestlers. He has been born and raised to do nothing but compete. He is an exciting young lightweight talent, and I'm proud to say that he is ready for the big leagues....so without further delay, let me present to you....he stands 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs 234 pounds, he is the LIVE WIRE....Sean Casey!!!!!!!

(The lights go out as "Children of the Corn" by KoRn kicks up inside the arena. A single gold spotlight shines on the rampway and fireworks begin to go off. Then Casey can be seen on the rampway, wearing black tights, and a silver shirt that read "Live Wire" on the back. He has electrified the crowd. The crowd is going crazy. He makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with some fans. He gets in the ring and shakes Mike Malkums hand and then shakes President Monroe's hand. The music fades.)

President Monroe: Now, before we go on, Casey, we want you to know that we have selected you to join us here in the GFWA....and to make it official, we want you to sign the contract stating your employment with the GFWA....

(The three men take a seat at the table.)

President Monroe: As you can see, the contract says that you are to be paid $750,000 and this contract is good to the end of the year, at which time you are up for a raise and contract renewal. Now, if you'll just sign right here on the dotted line....yeah, that's it....good.

(Casey signs the contract and once again shakes hands with President Monroe.)

President Monroe: Now that it's official, what do you have to say to this capacity crowd in Minneapolis??

Sean Casey: GFWA, The Live Wire has arrived!!! Straight from the Power Plant and into the big leagues.You think the guys in the back are something, wait till' you get a load of me. I have come to the GFWA for a few reasons. First of all my dream has always been to become a wrestler. I watched all the greats; Bret Hart, Hulk Hogan, Ric Flair, HHH and so on my whole life, and now I'm here to make that dream a reality. I want to prove to all of the fans and the guys in the back I can do it, and I assure you I can.

(Casey looks out at the screaming fans then begins again.)

Sean Casey: The other reason I am here is to win the Lightweight title. Ty Sunder, your title is in jeoprady my friend. But I won't challenge you now Ty ,I will earn my shot. I see Vic Venom is the Number Four Ranked Lightweight Contender, so I say Saturday night, on Rumble, me and you in the ring, no special stipulations, just plain wrestling. You will be the first to feel the Live Wire........

(Casey tosses the mic into the crowd and holds up his right arm. The fans cheer him loudly. President Monroe and Mike Malkums head up the ramp together as "Children of the Corn" by KoRn kicks back up inside the arena. Live Wire makes his way up the rampway.)

Boggs: WOW!! What an explosvie night it has been and now with the signing of the Live Wire, Sean Casey, it's even bigger!!! Boy, this lightweight seems to bring a lot of electricity to the ring, King!!!

Royce: That's the truth, Randy....well, he's gonna make an impact in the Lightweight division, that's for sure!!!

Boggs: Well folks, as the GFWA officials are clearing the ring, we're getting ready for our next match up....it's the GFWA Extreme Title Match between "Awesome" Adam King and Daryl "One Man Army" Armstrong!!! Let's send it over to Bob Stallworth for the introductions....

"Awesome" Adam King vs. Daryl "One Man Army" Armstrong
(GFWA Extreme Title Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the GFWA Extreme Title!!! Coming down to the ring, at 7 feet 1 inches tall and weighing 380 pounds.......The One Man Army, Daryl Armstrong!

("Got the Life" by Korn plays as Armstrong walks out)

Stallworth: And his opponent.....at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing in at 268 pounds.....the reigning GFWA Extreme Champion......"Awesome" Adam King!

("Snap your fingers, Snap your neck" by Prong plays as Adam King walks out with the Extreme belt in his hand)

Boggs: Oh look out! King hits the ring and clocks DA with the belt. King is now stomping on DA.

Royce: No I'm not.

Boggs: Not you, Adam King.

Royce: Ohh!

Boggs: King throws DA outside the ring and here we go. They're trading punches.......King sends DA into the ring steps hard.

Royce: I could feel the impact of that from over here.

Boggs: King is on DA......DA with a poke to the eyes of the champ......low blow! DA is up and he sends King into the guard rail and King flys right over it! King is stunned, DA is on him, a left to the stomach of King......DA with a suplex on the floor. He is stomping on King.....Oh, a fan gets in the way........DA just hit the fan!

Royce: That's how I feel sometimes.

Boggs: Oh come on! King is up, he spins around DA, DDT on the floor! King is up and he drags DA threw the crowd. They're headed to the back......King sends DA into the wall in the corner. King and DA are fighting up the steps in the corner......Ohh, DA pushes King down the steps! King fell about 10 steps down and hits the floor! DA runs down and he covers King, we have a new champ! 1, 2, .......Ohh, King somehow kicks out!!! DA sends King into one of the seats....the fans are swarming them. DA goes for the cover, 2 count. They're up......DA is taking King threw the crowd.

Royce: Look! They're up in the second floor.

Boggs: DA with a couple of punches to the face of King.....King shakes it off and knees DA in the stomach. King swings at DA.......DA ducks, he pushes King away......DA charges King........Oh my god! Oh my god! King back body dropped DA off the 2nd floor down! DA fell right threw the table down there!

Royce: These hardcore matches are unbelievable!

Boggs: DA is out, he fell threw the table. Adam King is slowly making his way down to DA.......King is there, he gets a chair and he's going over to Armstrong! King lays the chair down and picks up DA.......piledriver on the chair!! The ref counts.....1, 2, 3!! Adam King retains the Extreme title! Adam King retains the Extr.......wait! Wait! Brian Watts and Bronsun out of nowhere attack Adam King! Bronsun with a DDT on the floor! Watts with the choke out! Watts is choking out Adam King! Bronsun is on DA.......DA is up! DA is fighting Bronsun off.......DA powerslams Bronsun on the floor! Oh my god! DA is heading toward Watts. Watts lets go of King and walks off. Bronsun slowly gets up and heads off with Watts. I don't believe this! Watts and Bronsun are 2 sinister people.

Royce: Regardless to say, Adam King retains the Extreme title and when he comes to, he will be looking for Brian Watts and Bronsun.

Boggs: Daryl Armstrong came to the aid of Adam King. I wonder what his stake in all this is?

Royce: DA wants a shot at the Extreme title. DA is a top Extreme wrestler and his is ready to claim the Extreme belt.

Boggs: That may be true....well, we need to take our final commercial break of the night....when we come back, the steel cage will be lowered and Skarrphace and Biggunn will get it on here....don't you go anywhere!!!

(The scene goes to commercial with a shot of the steel cage being lowered.)

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

Boggs: We're back here on Tuesday BackDraft, and as you can see, the steel cage is lowered, let's head to Bob Stallworth for the introductions of this explosive steel cage match!!!

Skarrphace vs. Biggunn
(Steel Cage Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is a steel cage match...the winner is the one that can climb the cage and reach the floor first!!! Coming out now, at 7 feet tall and weighing 320 pounds.......Biggunn!

("Come With Me" by Puff Daddy plays as Biggunn walks out)

Stallworth: And his opponent........

Boggs: ......Wait! Look behind Biggunn! Skarrphace came from under the ring! He sneaks up behind Biggunn! Scorpion deathdrop!

Royce: Skarrphace snuck up behind Biggunn. Skarrphace is all out.

Boggs: Phace sends Biggunn into the cage......Phace is running Bigs face into the cage! Bigs with an elbow to the midsection of Phace......Russian leg sweep takes Phace off his feet.  Bigs is up and he sends Phace into the ropes, clothesline. Biggunn with a powerbomb on Phace. Bigs has the advantage now! He throws Phace into the cage and Phace bounces off it like a basketball. Bigs with a gargoyle suplex.......face smash, Bigs start to climb the cage....Phace is up and he climbs up after Biggunn.

Royce: Look how quick Skarrphace caught Biggunn!

Boggs: Skarrphace grabs Biggunns leg and pulls him off the cage!

Royce: Phace has the match now.

Boggs: Phace isn't climbing out. He's waiting for Biggunn to get up.....Oh, he leaped off and caught Biggunn with a flying clothesline! Listen to the crowd erupt!

Royce: I think Phace is more hurt then Biggunn.

Boggs: Bigs is up first holding his arm...he goes to the ropes and drops a knee on the head of Skarrphace. Biggunn with a pildriver. He picks up Phace and sends him into the corner.....Phace bounces off the turnbuckle and catches Bigs with a spear!

Royce: He caught Biggunn off guard with that one.

Boggs: You're right King. Phace is up and he rams Bigs head into the cage. Phace is rubbing Bigs head in the cage now. Biggunn is starting to bleed. Phace with a body slam, headbutt and Biggunn goes down.

Royce: Phace has the momentum now.

Boggs: Phace sends Bigs into the corner and follows in with a splash. Biggunn gets up staggering....he turns around.....Phace with a rockbottom! Phace has him now. Skarrphace sends Bigs to the ropes, Bigs ducks an elbow......double clothesline! Both men are down!

Royce: What a desperation move for Biggunn. It was going down hill for him......Phace is starting to get up!

Boggs: Skarrphace is up first......he starts to slowly climb the cage. Biggunn is up! He climbs the cage too! Phace hits the top......Bigs is there and he grabs Phace's trunks! Phace fights him off with a couple of lefts. Phace puts his other leg over.......Biggunn grabs his hair! He pulls Skarrphace over the cage.....both men are trading blows at the top of the cage! Phace blocks a left and smashes Biggunns head into the cage. Bigs grabs Phace...around the throat!!! Could he be going for a powershot off the cage???? He's trying it...NO!!! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Royce: This is serious.

Boggs: Both men fell off the cage at the same time and crashed threw the table. I can't believe it! Both men are out......the ref is having a conference with the announcer. We're still awaiting the official word.

Royce: Biggunn and Skarrphace are still out. They hit our table! I can't believe it. Biggunn almost fell on me. I think one of them spelled my drink.

Boggs: How can you worry about your drink when Phace and Bigs are laid out on our table........wait........the ref is making the call....a draw? What? The ref is calling it a draw!

Royce: A draw?

Boggs: Phace and Biggunn hit the table at the same time.....I guess it is a draw. Wow, I'm speechless, I'm without speech. Paramedics are helping up Skarrphace who looks to be more hurt then Bigs, Biggunn is up now and he is walking off slowly. Now, Skarrphace is up now and walking on his own power...so he seems to be ok....wow! Let's go to Denise Lopez in the back......she's trying to track down President Monroe.

(The scene shifts to the back.)

Denise Lopez: Mr. Monroe, Mr. Monroe....,please, can we have a quick word?

President Monroe: Umm,  yeah.....real quick, I got a meeting to get too.

Lopez: A meeting with who?

Monroe: Well, to tell you the truth, I have a meeting with the next GFWA Commish.

Lopez: What? The commish is here?

Monroe: Yes he is. He has been observing tonights show in my office.

Lopez: Well who is he?

Monroe: I can't give you that answer now. I'm gonna wait till the time is right.

Lopez: When will that be?

Monroe: I don't know, it could be tomorrow, it could be a month from now.....all I'm gonna say is the Commish will be at Saturday Rumble.

Lopez: Wait, Monroe.....well, back to you Randy.

(The scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Boggs: Monroe is keeping this Commish thing under raps.

Royce: I wonder who it is Randy. You know, Monroe asked me, but I turned it down.

Boggs: Yeah, right...well, it's time for the main event of the night....and we're running short on T.V. time again, so let's kick it over to Bob Stallworth for the intros of our final match of the night!!

Brian "Primetime" Watts vs. The Mauler
(GFWA Heavyweight Title Match)

Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the GFWA Heavyweight Title!! Coming out now, at 6 feet 9 inches tall and weighing 327 pounds......The Mauler!

("Superbeast" by Rob Zombie plays as the Mauler walks out with a look of determination on his face)

Stallworth: And his opponent, at 6 feet tall and weighing 263 pounds, Brian "Primetime" Watts!

(Watts walks out with Bronsun by his side and the GFWA title belt around his waist.)

Boggs: Mauler is telling the ref to get Bronsun out of here.......oh, Watts with a sneak attack on the Mauler. Lefts and rights.....Watts pushes the Mauler into the corner and he is whailing off on the Mauler. Mauler is trying to fight back but he can't. Watts whips him into the opposite corner and follows in with a clothesline. Mauler is down. Watts picks up the Mauler and throws him over the ropes.

Royce: Watts is distracting the ref while Bronsun unloads on the Mauler. This seems to be the plan.

Boggs: Bronsun sends Mauler into the guard rail. Bronsun with a jackhammer on the floor! He picks up the Mauler and puts him back in the ring.......wait, wait, Sid Gyro! Sid Gyro! He is going after Bronsun.....Bronsun gets away from him and exits threw the crowd. Gyro chases him off. Watts is using the ropes to choke the Mauler. Watts has been in control this whole match.

Royce: Mauler got ambushed from the beginning.

Boggs: Watts goes for a suplex......Mauler slips out.....kick to the stomach, pedigree! Pedigree! Both men are down, the ref starts to apply the 10 count.....Mauler is up and so is Watts.....Mauler grabs Watts.....back suplex. Watts is up quick......sidekick misses.....Mauler with a manhatten drop...spinebuster! Watts is down!

Royce: Mauler has him now.

Boggs: Mauler and Watts are trading punches.....Mauler ducks one, he catches Watts with a couple of lefts, stunner! Mauler is up, he sends Watts into the corner, Watts bounces off, Mauler with a bulldog. The crowd is on their feet. Watts is getting up.....Justifyer! Justifyer! Mauler has him, the ref counts.....1, 2, .......Ohh Watts kicked out!

Royce: What?

Boggs: Watts kicked out the Justifyer. Mauler can't believe it either. Mauler picks up Watts and sends him into the corner. Mauler charges in.....he leaps.....Oh Watts pushed the ref in the way! The ref caught the brunt of the splash. He is out! Watts pushed the ref in the way, what a cowardly act.

Royce: No Randy, it was a smart move.

Boggs: Please. Mauler is on Watts....oh, Watts with a low blow, then a scoop bomb! Watts is getting out the ring.....he gets a chair and puts it in the ring. He has the chair and he is waiting for the Mauler to get up. No, no! He swings.....Mauler blocks it, Mauler grabs the chair out of the hands of Watts.......Oh, he cracked Watts over the head! Watts is down to one knee, he hits him again, again, again! Watts is down.

Royce: Look at the dent in the chair!!!!

Boggs: Watts is down, the Mauler gets on top of him and hooks the leg, the ref is still out! Wait! Bronsun out the crowd.....where is Gyro? Mauler doesn't see him.....Bronsun has something in his hands.....Mauler turns around......Oh dear God! Dear God! Bronsun threw a fireball! A fireball! Oh my God!

Royce: Mauler is screaming in pain.....Bronsun hits him over the head with the chair......Watts rolls up the Mauler......the ref slowly gets up.....he's crawling over.

Boggs: No! No dammit! The ref counts......1, 2, 3......no dammit! Son of a bitch! Damn Watts and Bronsun! Mauler is hurt, I can't believe this. Look at them now! These 2 animals are not done. Watts is choking out the Mauler. No! Mauler is blinded! Watts and Bronsun are filthy!

Royce: Look someone's coming....I think that's.....

Boggs: Wait, wait! It's Powers! It's Powers! Bronsun charges......Powers with a rockbottom on Bronsun!! Bronsun is down......Powers goes for Watts......Watts gets away! Watts gets away! Powers is calling Watts back to the ring......Watts gets his belt and walks away. Bronsun is still in the ring. He is getting up slowly......Powers with a Magnificent Manuever on Bronsun! Listen to the crowd go wild. Powers is tending to the Mauler.....Powers is screaming for the paramedics. Mauler is down, but knowing the heart that he has he will get his shot at Watts. He will get his shot at Watts. I know he will. Watts has to pay for this.

Royce: I can't believe Mike Powers came out to help the Mauler.

Boggs: Why wouldn't he? What a dispicable act by Watts and Bronsun tonight people. Watts was successful in defending his Heavyweight title....and it has been a great night, with all that has happened, it has been, to say the least a memorable night...Mauler and Powers are out of the ring now....wait a second here....we're about to go off the air here...what's going on?

(Master Rudolph starts walking down the rampway as "Godlike" by KMFDM comes on over arena speakers. He makes his way to the ring and takes a microphone.)

Master Rudolph: In the beginning, I told you that the Fourth Reich would dominate each and every one within this federation...You laughed, you clammored for our heads, but one by one, we have continued to make believers of you. The first part of my master plan was DOMINATION. That has been accomplished..Now, the second part, the ANIHILATION, has begun....The Revolution is complete, and there is no doubt that my Fourth Reich holds the power....Within this regime, you will see the emergence of a new caste, a class of competitors much higher than the rest of you.......Let me introduce you now to the new aristocracy.....Let me introduce you to THE LORDS OF THE FOURTH REICH!!!!!!!!

Boggs: What's this???

("Das Boot" kicks up inside the arena. The lights dim. A symbol appears on the G-Tron...."L4R". Then the lights begin to come up again as Skarrphace, Hans & Lars Von Schopenhauer and Joesef Gestapo all enter the arena and stand in a line, side by side on the ramp.)

Boggs: My God, King!!! What are we seeing here???? What are we witnessing????

(The 4 men start down the ramp in a single file line, led by Skarrphace. They get into the ring and stand in a line with Rudolph in front of them.)

Rudolph: GFWA, you are witness....the new aristocracy is born....We are The Lords of the Fourth Reich!!!!

Boggs: My God, what kind of union are we seeing here....they are just standing there, side by side....UNITED!!!!! We are out of time folks....we are out of time.....L4R is born!!!! Goodnight from Minneapolis!!!

(The scene fades out. The GFWA logo is left on the screen....

...and then it fades out and into the next television program.)