Live from McNichol's Arena
Denver, Colorado
November 11th, 1999

(The scene fades in from the previous program. You see the GFWA logo on the screen....

...as it fades out, you see the Thursday Mayhem video package and theme music kick up. As it fades out, the lights and fireworks shoot off inside of McNichol's Arena. As the fireworks die off, the lights come up inside the arena. The place is packed. Many of the fans are holding up signs. As the camera pans the crowd, you hear the voice of Bruce Carlson...)

BRUCE CARLSON: The most anticipated debut in GFWA history is happening tonight, in Denver, Colorado...as Mayhem is on the air! Hello, GFWA!! This is Bruce Carlson and beside me is my color commentator and regular nutcase, "Mad" Dave Hadder!!! And tonight, we have the debut of Thursday Mayhem with the GFWA...and the Mad One is pumped!!!

"MAD" DAVE HADDER: Oh you got that right, BC...because tonight...."Awesome" Adam King of the Lords of the Fourth Reich will be in Denver to defend his coveted GFWA Extreme title against none other than C-Dawg!!! What a classic match up that will be....also tonight, we have a three-way ladder match to determine the GFWA Television Champion....the new champ, Joesef Gestapo, will take on two men, "Big" Will Childs and Bronson, and that should be a barnburner!!

CARLSON: Not only that, but The Butcher will be in action, taking on a newcomer to the GFWA, one of the Mighty Quinn Brothers, Zachariah Quinn!!! But first, we kick off Thursday Mayhem with a three-man elimination match with three members of the GFWA Power Plant...that's right, the management here in the GFWA has decided to step these three up to the big show for one night only....and the top two finishers get brand new GFWA contracts!! So, without further delay....the introductions of the first ever Thursday Mayhem match!!!

Matt Vargas vs. Stu Pyd vs. Braak The Crippler
(Triple Threat Elimination Match)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match. Single elimination rules will apply, and one man will be left standing. The top two finishers of this contest will be awarded employment contracts with the G.F.W.A.. Introducing first, from Denver Colorado, at a weight of 241lbs. HERE IS STU PYD!!!!!!!!!!

(Operation Ivy plays as Stu-Pyd runs down the aisle with his skateboard. He slides under the ring, leaving his board near the announcing table.)

ANNOUNCER: The second contestant weighs in at 253 pounds. Hailing form the shores of Lake Elsinore, here is Matt Vargas.

(Vargas doesn't even wait for the music before he charges the ring. No sooner than he slides inside, he and Stu start hammering on each other.)

HADDER: What a way to start off the evening! They're not even waiting on Brakk, these two are going right after each other. Stu and Vargas are trading blows here, …here comes Braak down the aisle now.

CARLSON: Yea, and they aren't even paying attention. Too busy doing there best Holyfield and Lewis in the middle of the ring, Braak charges in to level both men with a double clothesline……Braak bouncing off the ropes now..back and forth, and oooohhh..another one right there as Stu gets back to his feet..

HADDER: He didn't get Vargas though, and here comes Matt back up after the Crippler….knee to the midsection now, and that one slows Braak down a little……Vargas sets him up now, big irish whip right into the turnbuckle.

CARLSON: Somebody better ask Braak if that turnbuckle needs a little salt.

HADDER: Vargas in with a big splas tyo Braak, but here comes Stu behind him with one of his own…..OUCH!!!! That one had to hurt.

CARLSON: Looks like a Vargas Burger in the corner now, but that one had to hurt Braak too.....Smart move by Stu-Pyd out there.

HADDER: Isn't that a bit of an oxymoron.

CARLSON: No actually, Stu is a lot brighter that he gets credit for. Never underestimate someone that apathetic. There's usually a very good reason for it.

HADDER:…Never mind….Ok Looks like Stu and Braak are going to work the double team on Vargas now….double suplex, and Vargas hits the canvas hard….Stu follows it right up with an elbow drop, and now he's dragging Vargas right back to his feet, but wait…..here comes Braak with a dropkick across Stu's face now… Stu is on the mat, Vargas is halfaw back up, and Here comes Braak with a scoop slam to Vargas….GOES FOR THE QUICK COVER…1…..2….and No, easy kick out by Vargas!

CARLSON: He's gotta learn to keep that momentum going. Braak knows how to knock em doen, but he has to follow through with it. A lazy cover like that isn' going to keep a man like Vargas down.

HADDER: Stu's back up now, and he's going right for The Crippler. Stu got him before he got up off Vargas, and it looks like a trip to atomic drop city for Braak….Vargas getting up on the sidelines now, ……..Stu goes for an armbar now, trying to wear the big man down but..no……Braak takes control of the move and sends stu flying to the ropes……Vargas is there for the interception, yanks the rope, and there goes Stu out to the floor below. Stu flies out, but Vargas flies right into Braak again, they're locking it up, nice armdrag takedown by Vargas….He holds on to the arm now, yanks it behind Brakk's head….turns it into a half nelson.

CARLSON: Nice tactic by vargas, but he's not going to out power Braak by any stretch.

HADDER: I think he just realize dthat…Braak manages to fling him off, trying to get back to his fet now, but Vargas is right back in…..ahhh…bulldog! Matt caught him of balance there, and used the momentm against him…..Braak hits the canvas face down and it looks like Vargas is going up to the turnbuckle….

CARLSON: Vargas better pay attention to the outside now, because it looks like Stu is starting to stir again…

HADDER: Undaunted though, Vargas to the top,..here comes Braak back up now, but Vargas connects with a flying dropkick….That's one way to chop down the beanstalk….All over the Crippler now, Vargas follows up with a nice little knee to the throat….

CARLSON: Meanwhile, Stu is taking his tme outside of the ring…The ref has been trying to keep a count on 'em, but he's got his hands full in the ring right now…..Stu's walking over to toward out table now, and you know what's on the floor, Dave…..

HADDER: Vargas all over Stu inside the ring, still hanmmering away at th efallen man…Braak is fighting back up to his feet now, but Vargas is right on top of him with a double axehandle…..Braak goes back down to one knee, but he doesn't fall.

CARLSON: This Crippler is an amazing piece of work here. Vargas caught him right on top of the chest, but he's standing….Ouch, Vargas with another, and agan, the Crippler staggers, but does not fall….

HADDER: Vargas getting impatient now, drags the arm, slings Braak to the ropes again, but wait…slung him over toward Stu's side of the ring…This time, Stu is in the position,…..Braak hits the ropes now, and stu whacks him with the skateboard!!!

CARLSON: He planted that thing deep into the Crippler's back out there, and I think the referee was too busy admonishing Vargas for those choke shots to notice what happened….

HADDER: Vargas saw it though, and he's going to capitolize…..Vargas with a frankensteiner, and he snapps Braak right back down to the mat…..Braak is down, Stu's climbing back into the ring now, Vargas is going up to the top rope, and big splash down on top of Braak The Crippler…..Hooks the leg, we got a cover …1 ………..2……………3!!! Braak The Crippler has been eliminated, and now we know who is getting the contracts……..Vargas rolls off the crippler, back to his feet….Throws his hands in the air a bit…the match ain't over yet buddy!

CARLSON: I dunno about that, there goes Stu sliding under Vargas now, Stu knocks him backward………sunset flip……..hand full of tights………. 1…………. 2……….. no…..Close one though…..Vargas kicks out just in time……

HADDER: That was a little too close for Vargas' comfort, but he's right back to his feet now…The two remaining lock it up now, and Stu comes up with the better end of the exchange….knee to the midsection now, and there's the hip toss…..Vargas is drug across, but Stu is right back down on him…another cover..1……2..no, kick out by Vargas. Stu drags him back up now. .Picks him up, nice pile driver! Vargas is definitely hurt out there , and now's the time for Stu to move in for a kill.

CARLSON: Move in for a kill??? You a little over zealous there are ya? Jeez, go hunting or something!

HADDER: Well, it is color commentary, right……Whoa, look at this!! It may be all over now…….Stu with a figure four…….If he gets this locked, it may be over…He's got it locked……………The ref is looking down at Vargas now…………….Vargas has gotta be hurting, but he won't tap out just yet…..

CARLSON: IF stu cinches that thing little tighter he will though….

HADDER: Stu is really putting the pressure down on that leg……The ref is still trying to see if Vargas wants to tap, and Stu goes for a little leverage from the ropes…..

CARLSON: if a tree falls in the forest….

HADDER: Wait, the referee sees it now, and he's making Stu let go of the rope……Wait a sec…….Stu better pay attention…..Looks like he broke his concentration long enough to let Vargas flip the move back around on him……Incredible reversal by Vargas there, but Stu grabs the ropes again, this time it works to his favor….

CARLSON: Well, look at Vargas though, seems like it worked to Stu's favor the first time too..

HADDER: Do you really have to over complicate this?…..Stu back to his feet now…..He's picking Vargas up…Vargas, obviously still limping from the Figure four…..Stu is setting him up for a neckbreaker, but…wait…Vargas just caugt him in the gut with a uppercut…Stu breaks the hold…Vargas is up, but he's obviously got a bad leg still……One more uppercut there by Vargas…Stu loses his wind….he staggers back a bit, but Vargas literally dives at him……Oh ,wait a second………Vargas with a sleeper!!!!…..Stu is flailing around, and Vargas is hanging on, trying to keep that leg from hitting the ground……….Both men fall to the mat now. But Vargas is hanging on like a steel trap………….It doesn't look like stu is going anywhere…he better get to the ropes fast………..

CARLSON: Not happening….he's already slowing down...

HADDER: Stu, slowly wearing out here….ref checks the arm…..it falls…………….once again……….and it falls………if it drops this last time, say goodnight…………..and that's three……Stu's limp arm hits the canvas, ad the referee calls for a bell…..Vargas and Stu have G.F.W.A. contracts….Vargas wins the match, but it looks like that leg may need a few days on ice…..Medical attendants are coming down here now to check out his leg……Somebody better give Stu a wake up call, because we've got plenty of action still to hit the ring…..

CARLSON: An impressive television debut by all three men, but Stu and Vargas get the nod tonight. I'm sure we'll be hearing much more from Braak the Crippler though.

HADDER: Fans, we're going backstage for a second, because Max Winters is in the locker room with everyone's hero….you guessed it, Mr. "Live Wire" Sean Casey!

(The scene shifts to the back where Max Winters is standing next to "Live Wire" Sean Casey.)

WINTERS: Well here I am with Sean Casey....

(Casey hits him)

WINTERS: Of!! I mean your hero and mine, "Live Wire" Sean Casey.

(Casey smiles)

WINTERS: Well, what's on your mind Sean?

CASEY: Thats Mr.Casey to you Max, and I know what's on your mind, food. Look at yourself, you're as fat as the Mailman!

WINTERS: Excu….

CASEY: Don't even speak, just take after your role model and get in shape. Speaking of useless and out of shape, "Wonderfully Fat" Mr. Last comes to mind…You say its not finished, well you make the match and I'll finish you. If you recall, you went to the top and it was me, your hero, that drop kicked you off to the floor. You might have taken me out with a chair, but it took both of you with chairs to put me down. As for my ribs, they DID hurt a little, but I'm a man and can handle it. You just better stay out of my way, because like everyone else knows, I'm going straight to the top

(Casey starts to walk off but Winters stops him)

WINTERS: So, when will you take your Lightweight title shot?

CASEY: Ah, good thinking, Max, .I will take my shot and my title on Backdraft, provided the office gets of their ass and removes all the red tape for me. Be ready champ. You now have a Live Wire on your hands…..Remember this peons, Primetime may be God and Last may be good, but "Live Wire" Sean Casey...is GREAT.

(Casey smirks, looks at Winters with a bit of disgust on his face, then walks away.)

WINTERS: Well, you heard the hero…..Back to you Dave.

(The scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Carlson: Well, there you have it....it's time for our next match, and we're all about keeping the action moving....well, wait, we're getting something here...oh, we have to go to commercial....well, alright....but stay tuned, because when we come back, it'll be The Butcher going up against Zachariah Quinn!!!

(The scene fades to commercial with a shot of The Butcher walking down a hallway.)

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial break.)

Carlson: Ok, we're back now....now are we ready for the next match? Great....it's time for Butcher vs. Zachariah....

The Butcher vs. Zachariah Quinn
(Extreme Rules Match)

Bob Stallworth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following extreme rules match-up is set for one-fall!... Introducing first... being accompanied by Big John Quinn... at 6 feet 6 inches tall, and weighing 254 pounds... Zachariah QUINN!!!!!

("The Mighty Quinn" by Bob Dylan kicks up in the arena as both men make their way to the ring.)

Carlson: With 2X4 in hand, Big John Quinn follows Zachariah to the ring for Zachariah's contest against this man.. Bob!

Bob Stallworth: His opponent... at 6 feet 6 inches tall, and weighing 268 pounds... the BUTCHER!!!

("Nutshell" by Alice In Chanis plays in the arena as the Butcher runs down to the ring)

Carlson: And here we go! Extreme rules apply in this match, and the Butcher wasting no time getting this thing started... both men exchanging blows.. rake to the eyes by Zach Quinn, and 1/2 of the Mighty Quinns take advantage.

Hadder: B.C., what kind of influence could Commisioner Cardan have tonight? Is he even here?

Carlson: We don't know. He could be here for all we know... Butcher bounces off of the ropes... GREAT back body drop by Zach Quinn. Quinn still with the advantage here... coller and elbow tie-up... front chancery applied by Zach Quinn and... BOOM! OH MY!!! Front face DDT by Quinn, and the Butcher is out!

Hadder: What a move!! Quinn covers... 1,2,... NO! the Butcher grabbed the rope. That interrupts the count.

Carlson: Both men getting to their feet now... the Butcher a bit wobbly here... wait a minute! ZACH QUINN is signaling for BIG JOHN'S 2X4!! Big John tossing the board into the ring!... OH MY GOD!!! The BUTCHER INTERCEPTS IT! The Butcher with the 2X4 now!!

Hadder: Butcher just snatched it out of mid air!!! Now Big John into the ring... and GETS LAID OUT BY HIS OWN BOARD!!! Butcher just CLOBBERED Big John with the 2X4!

Carlson: Big John's out!!!... Zachariah turns the Butcher around... Zach picks him up... THE SAWMILL!!!!!! ZACH QUINN WITH HIS FEARED FINISHER ON THE BUTCHER!!!! IT'S OVER RIGHT HERE!!!

Hadder: B.C., look! The referee is down! He's out cold!! What happened??

Carlson: Referee Mike Valezquez is face-first on the mat. Wait a minute.. we're told it will be shown on the G-Tron.. let's take a look...

(As the fight continues, the G-Tron is showing what happened. B.C. and the Mad Hadder look at it.)

Hadder: When Butcher got THE SAWMILL, the board flew out of his hand, and hit the referee right in the forehead!! *laughs* How's that feel, Zebra?

Carlson: Butcher is down still.. Zach Quinn trying to revive the referee... the referee is not getting up... and neither is Big John after getting blindsided by his own board!!

Hadder: Wait a minute!! The Butcher's slowly getting to his feet!! And Zach Quinn is still trying to revive the referee. What's he doing, B.C.??

Carlson: He still thinks that the Butcher is down!! Referee moving a bit here, but just barely... Butcher trying to get his legs under him... man, all 4 men, including the REFEREE, are in a daze! Zach Quinn STILL trying to revive the referee!

Hadder: He's leaving his back turned to the Butcher!! BIG MISTAKE!! Now, Zach going to check on his partner and brother Big John, trying to wake him up... and... Bruce, are you seeing this??

Carlson: WHAT THE?? The Butcher's rolling out of the ring... HE'S GOING UNDER THE RING!! What's he doing??

Hadder: He's looking for somethin... UH OH!! The BUTCHER'S GOT A TRASH CAN!!!

Carlson: This is bad! The Butcher crawling into the ring with the trashcan!!! AND ZACHARIAH QUINN IS STILL DISTRACTED BY HIS BROTHER BIG JOHN'S UNCONSCIOUSNESS!! Butcher from behind... BOOM!! ZACH QUINN BLINDSIDED BY THE TRASHCAN!!! He staggers around, the Butcher grabs him... DOWNTOWN DROP!!! THIS THING IS OVER!!!!!

Hadder: No, it's not, B.C.!!! The ref is still shaking the cobwebs out!!

Carlson: Butcher with the cover.......... no ref!! SOMEONE GET DOWN HERE! This match should be over! 1,2,3,4,5.... NO REF! THIS IS AWFUL!!!

Hadder: Look on the stage... there's a ref on his way! Butcher covers again... 1,2,... ZACH QUINN GETS THE SHOULDER UP!! This is awful! Butcher has gotten robbed!!

Carlson: The match continues here... new referee Don Powell doing the officiating.

Hadder: Look, now security has come down!! They're here to get Mike Valezquez out of harms way!

Carlson: Indeed. Security has come to ringside to retreive the body of injured referee Mike Valezquez! Don Powell now the ref for this contest! Both men standing... Big John moving now... he's rolling out of the ring...

Hadder: We start over! New ref, and both competators standing.

Carlson: Both men tie up... Irish whip by Quinn sends Butcher to the ropes.. Butcher ducks the clothesline... against the ropes again.. Butcher ducks another clothesline... a third-time. BIG BOOT BY THE BUTCHER!!

Hadder: The kick caught Zach Quinn right in the chin! BIG JOHN'S IN THE RING!! He's got a cookie sheet!! *laughs* That's my wife's Christmas present!! *laughs*

Carlson: Butcher with the cover.. 1,2... OUCH!! Big John just interrupted the count by hitting Butcher with none other than a cookie sheet!!

Hadder: Are you seeing this, B.C.? Butcher was barely phased by that cookie sheet!!! Butcher gets up.. clocks Big John with the forearm!! BOOM!!! Big John goes down, but here comes ZACH QUINN!!

Carlson: He's crawling... ROLL-UP BY QUINN!!! 1,2,....... OH NO!! A KICKOUT!!

Hadder: That was 2 and 19/20!! Both men are absolutely DRAINED!! QUINN CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!

Carlson: Quinn's getting in the face of referee Don Powell!! Butcher from behind!! Turns Quinn around!! OH NO!!! HERE IT COMES!!!! THE DOWNTOWN DROP!!!!!!! YES, BUTCHER WITH THE DOWNTOWN DROP!!!! HERE'S THE COVER!!! 1,2,3!!!! BUTCHER HAS DEFEATED NOT ONE, BUT TWO QUINNS!!!

Hadder: Big John's involvement with this match didn't exactly help out his brother this time!!

("Nutshell" by Alice In Chains kicks up in the arena as The Butcher celebrates his victory.)

Carlson: What a great match, and a great win for the Butcher on the maiden voyage of Thursday Mayhem!!!

(Scene cuts to three seperate screen, showing all three competators for the ladder match coming to the ring.)

Carlson: And there you see 'em!! Gestapo, "Big" Will Childs, and Bronson!! They're all making their way to the ring!! It's a ladder match, it's for the TV Title, it's live, and it's NEXT!!!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial.)

Carlson: Welcome back to Mayhem, and there you see it! The ominous ladder, and right above it, the G.F.W.A. Television Title!!

Hadder: I've got this wierd feeling that this match is going to be very intense, BC!

Carlson: Indeed, you can almost taste the tension in this arena for the following match!! Bob, do the honors!!

Joesef Gestapo vs. "Big" Will Childs vs. Bronson
(Three Way Ladder Match for the GFWA Television Title)

Bob Stallworth: The following contest is set for LADDER MATCH RULES, and is for the GFWA TELEVISION TITLE!!! Introducing the challengers.. first, at 6 feet 7 inchess tall, and weighing 305 pounds... BRONSON!!!!!!

("Quiet Storm" by Mobb Deep plays as Bronson walks to the ring.)

Bob Stallworth: His opponent... at 6 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing 268 pounds.. The Runaway Train.... "Big" Will CHILDS!!!!

("So Damned Cool" by Ugly Kid Joe kicks up in the arena as Childs comes down to the ring.)

Bob Stallworth: Their opponent!... being accompanied by The Master Race... at 6 feet 11 inches tall, and weighing 315 pounds... He is a member of the Lords of the Fourth Reich, and the GFWA Television Champion.... Joesef GESTAPO!!!!

("Asche Zu Asche" by Rammstein)

Carlson: And this match gets under way! 15 feet above this ring hangs the GFWA Television title. Gestapo going to work on The Runaway Train. Gestapo signals to Bronson for a double team. Double team on Childs.... Nice vertical suplex by both men!

Hadder: Remember, the winner is simply the first man to climb that ladder and grab the title, in tis case the GFWA Television Title!

Carlson: Indeed, that's how you become victorious. Gestapo starting to climb the ladder, but pulled down quickly by Bronson. Now Bronson and Gestapo locking up now... Gestapo sends Bronson to the corner... Bronson hits hard! Bronson staggers out of the corner... Gestapo picks him up!! GORILLA PRESS SLAM!!! Great show of strength by Gestapo. Bronson flat on the mat...

Hadder: Here's Childs... going after Gestapo... Childs, sending Gestapo right into the ladder. OOOH!! Gestapo hits the ladder hard!

Carlson: He hit the ladder twice! First when he ran into it, and when Gestapo fell, the ladder fell on top of him. It appears that Gestapo hit the small of his back...

Hadder: OH NO!! LOOKOUT!! Childs SPLASHED into the ladder that was lying on Gestapo's back! OUCH!!!

Carlson: OH MY GOD!!! LOOKOUT!!!!! Bronson landing on both Gestapo and Childs!!

Hadder: It's a regular dogpile!! *laughs*

Carlson: Bronson with the advantage here... Bronson picking up Childs off of the pile now... European uppercut! Two! Three european uppercuts from Bronson....

Hadder: Childs is in a daze!!... OH MY GOD!! BIG CLOTHESLINE FROM BRONSON TAKES CHILDS OUT OF HIS BOOTS!!

Carlson: Gestapo now to his feet... Bronson turns around right into a Gestapo forearm... Bronson still standing... collar-and-elbow tie-up... Bronson sent into the ropes... Bronson hops over the ladder... Bronson with head-esteem... Runs right into a FACEBUSTER from Gestapo!

Hadder: Childs and Bronson both trying to get to their feet... Gestapo is setting up the ladder!!! The ladder is up, and Gestapo begins to climb the ladder!!... Uh oh!! OH MY GOD!! BOTH CHILDS AND BRONSON KNOCK OVER THE LADDER WITH A VENGEANCE!!!

Carlson: GESTAPO LANDS HIS NECK ACROSS THE TOP ROPE HERE!! Gestapo is busted open here, Mad Hadder!! Gestapo is in a bad way as Bronson and the Runaway Train go at it... go behind by Childs... side headlock, and Bronson sent to the ropes.. Childs propells himself of the ropes... Childs ducks the Bronson clothesline, both bounce again.... CRASH!!! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE, AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!!

Hadder: Did you see impact? There's no way someone isn't injured right now!!

Carlson: Gestapo just now trying to get to his feet... Childs and Bronson are out.. now Childs stirring a bit, gets to his feet... Childs resting on the ropes...Gestapo gets up and clotheslines Childs over the ropes, and Childs is sent to the floor!

Hadder: Now Gestapo stumbles over and picks Bronson up... Irish whip, Bronson sent to the ropes... arm drag takedown, into a rear chinlock by Gestapo. Nice takedown there by the L4R member...

Carlson: Gestapo applying pressure to Bronson...

Hadder: B.C., look at this! Here comes C-Dawg!!

Carlson: C-Dawg making his way to the ringside area??? What's going on here?? Gestapo releases the hold on Bronson... Bronson sitting up... seated dropkick on Bronson!! Now Gestapo picking up Bronson...

Hadder: Childs is STILL out on the floor. It appears that he may have hurt his ankle here!

Carlson: That wouldn't be good. These two monsters Gestapo and Bronson going toe to toe... Gestapo goes for the midsection with the bott... Gestapo could be trying for the Pedigee!!!!.... BRONSON COUNTERS WITH A BACK BODY DROP!!! Nice reversal by Bronson!!

Hadder: C-Dawg taking a steel chair and just sitting here at ringside. What interest does he have in this match?

Carlson: I don't know, but The Master Race is going over there to greet him!

Hadder: Well, I wouldn't exactly call that "greeting", BC. More like "intimidating"! TMR is getting right into his face... those are some mean dudes, BC.

Carlson: In any event, Childs still hurt at ringside, and Bronson with the advantage in this one. The ladder still on its side, not really a factor in this match this far.... Bronson with an Irish Whip into the corner... Gestapo dazed in the corner... Bronson takes Gestapo... Takes him to the top-rope... Bronson looking for a superplex here! Could he pull it off??? Bronson sets him up, but Gestapo countering with a series of punches!!!!!!

Hadder: Punch after punch!! OWW!! A haymaker from the top-rope! Damn, what a punch!!! Bronson just got his clock cleaned by Gestapo!!!

Carlson: Bronson still on the top-rope!! THIS MAN IS HUGE, AND HE'S STANDING ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! HOW IS HE DOING THAT!?!!?! HE comes off!! ELBOW DROP!!!!!!!!!!!! CONNECTS WITH BRONSON!!!

Hadder: OH MY GOD!! WHAT AGILITY FROM THE BIG MAN!!!

Carlson: Now Gestapo picking up Bronson... SILENT TREATMENT!!!!! Gestapo applying the Silent Treatment!!!

Hadder: Uh.. a submission is not going to do Gestapo any good here!

Carlson: Well, in any case, Gestapo applying pressure!!! DAMN! Bronson in a bad way here!! He looks to be unconscious!!

Hadder: Gestapo continues to apply this hold!! LOOK AT BRONSON'S FACE!!

Carlson: That's enough!! Somebody get in there and stop that!!!

Hadder: Bronson can't take much more of this!!

Carlson: FINALLY!! Bronson is released from the hold.. he's out cold, Mad Hadder!! This could be it!!! Gestapo now setting up the ladder!! He sees it! He begins to climb.. but wait!!

Hadder: Childs up now!! He was playing possum, catchin' a breather! How smart is that?? He rushes into the ring and pulls Gestapo off of the ladder!! Carlson: Now both men exchanging blows...

Hadder: It's about damn time Childs comes back!

Carlson: Childs reeling here from Gestapo punches... Bronson still down.... Single-leg takedown into an armbar by Gestapo. Pressure being applied by the L4R member! Childs in a bad way...

Hadder: Still a stand-off here at ringside with C-Dawg and The Master Race. What's going on here, BC?

Carlson: Back to the action, belly-to-belly suplex attempt by Gestapo, but Childs blocks... again, and Childs block the attempt. A headbutt by Childs, and.. picks the Big Man up... tries a verticle suplex, does he get it?? NO, REVERSED BY GESTAPO! Hangman's Noose Neckbreaker on Childs!!!!

Hadder: Bronson finally getting to his feet!! C-Dawg rushes to enter the ring!!, But he's stopped by TMR!! Who was he going to help? Bronson? Childs? GESTAPO, MAYBE??

Carlson: WHO KNOWS!?! You can feel the tension here at ringside... TMR again getting in the face of C-Dawg, and C-Dawg is backing down... back in the ring, Bronson standing... Now Gestapo and Bronson squareing off... Bronson whipped to the ropes, Gestapo ducks the clothesline... Bronson returns.... SILENT TREATMENT!!!! The SILENT TREATMENT HAS BEEN APPLIED BY THE GESTAPO FOR THE SECOND TIME!!!!!

Hadder: And look! Hans has dragged Childs out of the ring!!! Hans just clocked Childs with the ringbell!!! The ref didn't see it!!!!!

Carlson: C-Dawg's still sitting.... why is he even here!?!?!? What in the hell is going on?? Bronson is released, Childs is out cold!! And Bronson.. he appears to be hurt bad!

Hadder: GESTAPO'S CLIMBING THE LADDER!!!!

Carlson: No one left to touch the Gestapo... he reaches up!!! AND HE WINS!!! JOESEF GESTAPO WINS THIS BOUT!!! And C-Dawg gets up and leaves... What the hell is going on here??

Hadder: And Childs and Bronson are both out cold!! Damnit, what in God's name is going on here??

Carlson: Folks, we'll be back right after this!!

(The scene fades to commercial.)

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial.)

Carlson: Well, what a wild night it has been so far, and it will only get wilder, as now we're set for the main event tonight....but before we do, let's send it back to Denise Lopez, she's with The Butcher!

(The scene fades to the back as Denise Lopez is standing next to The Butcher.)

Lopez: Thanks, guys... Butcher, over the past few weeks you have been improving and raising your status by facing some of the top competitors in the GFWA. How did you change so drastically?

Butcher: Well, Ms. Lopez, I've been doing it for you. I want you to notice me because you're so hot. Man, if you knew the crush that I've got on you. Do yo u want to hook-up after Mayhem tonight? Get a bite to eat or something? Well, anyway, I've really been doing it because it seems as of late I've got to be one of the leaders of the Hell's Fire Club. I've got my revenge that I've still got to have my way on Brian Watts and I'm off the booze which held my career down.

Lopez: Now, I've got to ask you.... Why did Team Perfect join the HFC?

Butcher: We were in a slump and with the formation of the Lords of the Fourth Reich, we had to act. Joining the two fact ions together reduced competition and helped spark us again. Believe me when I say this: any title holder better keep in top condition bacause the Butcher has, excuse the pun, sharpened his skills and there is more to this little formation than Ty and J.D . Sunder know. Now, I've gotta go, Denise. Remember, if you're in the mood for a bite after the show I'll be in the back. Oh yeah! Boggs, if you were lisening to that part where I said I gave up the booze, I suggest you do the same. Believe me, it will do wonders for your career! Later!

(Butcher walks off. Scene goes back into the arena.)

Carlson: Haha....well, it's time for our main event, so before anything else goes wrong, let's get to Bob Stallworth for this great match....

"Awesome" Adam King vs. C-Dawg
(GFWA Extreme Title Match)

ANNOUNCER: The following contest is set for one fall, and is for the G.F.W.A. extreme championship. Introducing first, the challenger. Standing 6 feet 4 inches tall, weighing in at 274 pounds; HERE IS C-DAWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Pyrotechnics erupt around the ramp as C-Dawg walks down to ringside. He gets a mixed, though mostly positive response from the sellout crowd as he enters the ring.)

ANNOUNCER: And his opponent stands 6 feet 4 inches tall, weighs in at 268 pounds, and is the reigning extreme champion of the G.F.W.A… He is the self professed "Icon of Extreme"……..HERE IS "AWESOME" ADAM KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

("Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" blares throughout the arena as the extreme champion proceeds toward the ring. He receives a mostly negative response from the crowd, but seems undaunted as he steps betweeen the ropes.)

HADDER: There's the bell, and here's the beginning of what is sure to be one hell of an electrifying contest. By the way, joining us right now are T-Dogg and Grunge, the Seattle Sound themselves….. These two waste no time getting started, and it look C-Dawg is first to mount an offense with a series of blows….These guys hammer it out on each other, but King comes back with a pair of chops before slinging the Dawg to the ropes…………King sets up a big boot ot the face, but C-Dawg ducks and comes back across…King drops to the mat,…here comes c-Dawg, and King connects with a nice side suplex.

T-DOGG: Here we are now, entertain us……

HADDER: Well, we're trying to watch the main event right now, amuse yourselves.

CARLSON: That was a nice move, but you're not going to keep the Dawg down that easily.

GRUNGE: Yea, thanks Dave, we just wanted to let the world and the audience know that Seattle Sound is paying close attention to each and every one of these guys.

HADDER: Right you are, as Dawg gets back up and quickly re-engages the extreme champion…..King just got whipped across to the corner, and here comes C-Dawg in with a big splash…..Excellent move by the challenger, who now wastes no time continuing to hammer away at King….Series of chops now, the referee is counting him down….7…..8…..9…..10………King falls to the mat as soon as The Dawg backs off.

GRUNGE: Adam King may have gotten himself in for more than he bargained this evening. The Dawg is really gnawing away at him so far.

HADDER: Never count Adam King out, especially this early in the match though…….Here comes the Dawg, positioning for as tanding suplex, but King yanks him right back up for the reversal……snaps Dawg back across the mat, and it looks like the champion may finally go on the offensive….It took him a second to warm up there, but King is coming back now with one a back breaker…..He just split C-Dawg across his knee now, and he's going for a cover…hooks the leg….1……..2…..no, a kick out by C-Dawg, and King gets back up to work on him a little more……….Focusing on the small of that back now, double axehandle to the back, and C-Dawg goes reeling to the ropes……King charges in with a lariat, but C-Dawg ducks him……..King goes through the ropes, landing on the floor below.

T-DOGG: He was given to flllllyyyyyy!

CARLSON: This is exactly where King doesn't wanna be, especially this early on in the contest…….C-Dawg is a dangerous individual in an extreme contest.

HADDER: Yes but at least for right now, King is, well….the king of extreme…

CARLSON: And look at that, the king just got crowned, Dawg, with a flying elbow to the outside, and he connects with the top of Adam's head…..Adam craqshes against the guard rails, but C-dawg isn't letting up just yet……Dawg just slammed his head into the face of that iron barrier, and I do believe The King is bleeding now….

HADDER: Looks like he busted his forehead there, but the sight of his own blood is nothing unfamiliar to Adam King……. When you're the extreme champion, it often goes with the territory…..Look at that now, C- Dawg has been absolutely pummeling at King's face, but the champ somehow manages to reverse the momentum back his direction…..Ducks a couple of shots there, and he scoops Dawg up for the Atomic drop…..

CARLSON: Can you say banana split with an extra scoop?

HADDER…Actually, I think "ouch" would sum it up nicely…..That certainly looks like what the dawg is thinking right now…..C-dawg tries to dance off the pain, but King comes back and plows him right into the side of the ring…..Still working on that lower back there, if that reveals anything about King's strategy for the match.

CARLSON: It reveals everything. With a guy as kinetic a C-Dawg, you've gotta immobilize him somehow. Work on a man's back like that, and he's going to think twice before he pulls the next high risk arial maneuver.

HADDER: Well, it seems to be working now, as C-Dawg is clearly slowed down out there……Wait a second, the crowd is going wild here? What in the world is going on??? Looks like The Runaway Train is on his way into the station here…….Big Will Childs walking to ringside now, and he's got a chair!!!!!!!! This is an extreme match folks, and the referee can't end it…..Things are looking very very bad for someone right about now………

T-DOGG: Yeeeaaa…..they've come to snuff the rooster…..um, or the dog, hell, maybe even the King….

CARLSON: Yea, the only question is….which one?

HADDER: Childs is at ringside now, King and Dawg both see him………What's going to happen here?????

GRUNGE: Can't be pretty, whatever it is….

CARLSON: Looks like nothing…….Childs unfolded the chair and took a seat across the ring from the action….Wait a second though………Oh no, Dawg grabbed the bell from the time keepers table, and OH MY GOD!!!!! He just plowed into a distracted king with the bell…

HADDER: Major turn of events here………Adam King was rightfully, but unfortunately distracted by the appearance of Childs at ringside…It gave C-Dawg just the opportunity he was looking for…….King is laying face down on the outside here, and C-Dawg nails him with the bell once again……..right in the back!!!!

CARLSON: Oh, pay backs are a bitch, especially if you're the extreme champ right now…..

HADDER: King isn't unconscious, but he is certainly in a lot of pain right now as the Dawg drags him back into the ring…….Dawg rolls King under the bottom rope,.. and now he's stepping inside himself……….King is still down, and it looks like the Dawg is going up top……. Here comes more trouble though….We know who this means problems for …….Hans and Lars are running down to ringside as well…….Lars has a chair, and Hans has…well….um…it looks like Hans has a nine iron.

T-DOGG: Who the Hell does he think he is? Tommy Hitlerfigger….That preppy little creep.

CARLSON: Now he's a golfer? That freak has too much free time on his hands..

HADDER: Dawg is up top, but he turns around to see trouble on it's way……he hurries up with the splash, flies of the top rope, but King picks up a knee and C-Dawg finds himself impaled on the extreme champion……Both men are down now, and we've got a ton of interesting guests on the outside. Hans and Lars set up shop across the ring from Childs, but you can tell that they're definitely eyeing each other. …King is getting back to his feet now, very slowly, and Dawg is still holding his guts in……….Right now, its all a matter of which man can get up to his feet first……

GRUNGE: Look, I know this is supposed to be exciting and all, but I really need a cup of joe.

T-DOGG: Yea dude, jonesin myself…..Let's go get a pizza or something.

HADDER: They were right about you guys being broody malcontents…See ya later on. Ladies and Gentlemen, Seattle Sound has left the booth, and right now

CARLSON: Oh, no, we got trouble on the outside now….Hans just gave Childs the finger, and they're staring each other down now…..Childs, got out of his chair, Hans dropped the iron, and these two guys are going for each other now…..As Hans and Childs mix it up on the outside….both men are on their feet inside now……Dawg's still got most of the momentum though…he nails King with a neck breaker……….

HADDER: Childs is pounding on Hans on the outside now, and here comes Lars into the mix…..Dawg with a cover on the inside……..1…………2…………….21/2…….and king manages to escape just in the last instant……..Dawg is bitching out the referee now, and OH, no more trouble on the outside…………..

CARLSON: Big Willie is holding his own against both of the Von Schopenhauers on the outside, but here come Joesef Gestapo and Skarrphace down the aisle…….This is turning out to be a very ugly night for Big Childs…..Oh Wait……..Right behind them!!!!!! The Lethal Nation!!!!!!!! Armstrong, Guild, and The Soldier are all out there now……Guild and Armstrong tackled Phace and Gestapo from behind and they're all going at it…….Lethal Soldier keeps going down to ringside now, and he grab's Child's chair……..The Race and The Runaway Train are still in a major collision on the edge of the floor, and Lars just got tossed over into the crowd……

HADDER: Hey look, some kid just threw a Pepsi on him…….Meanwhile…..in the ring…….the referee is trying to quell the riot, and Dawg is up on the top rope again………big somersault down onto the extreme champion, but the referee is out trying to keep the fight from spilling into the crowd……….Dawg is giving the signal now………Looks like there's going to be a little sincere flattery going on…..He's got the King back on his feet now, but king manages to break the hold……….All hell is still breaking loose on the outside now and the referee is totally lost between the scenes……

CARLSON: Looks like trouble may spill inside now, Lethal Soldier is on the apron with that chair……..What's going on here though….Dawg sees the Soldier, he grabs king by the arm, slings him around, but King Reverses it……….King reverses the whip, and C-Dawg goes crashing into The Soldier's chair……Soldier gets thrown back against the concrete, and C-Dawg is out like a light……King, still halfway shell shocked from that somersault, but he literally falls on top of C-Dawg…..manages to hook a leg……..the….referee finally notices what is going on………..1……….2………….3! There's the bell!!!!

HADDER: The Icon, Adam King manages to retain his extreme championship belt in a very close battle, but the war is being waged all around him…..We've got the L4R, we've got the Lethal Nation ,and we've got the runaway train all out here beating the Hell out of each other……..OH MY GOD!!!!!!! LOOK AT THAT!!!! SKARRPHACE AND GESTAPO JUST DOUBLE POWER BOMBED DARYL ARMSTRONG, BUT BIG WILL CHILDS IS PLOWING THROUGH THE RACE!!!! LETHAL SOLDIER IS IN THE RING NOW ON ADAM KING, AND IT IS AN ANARCHY HERE IN THE MCNICHOL'S ARENA……..WE'RE GETTING SECURITY AND DENVER P.D. OUT HERE TO RESTORE ORDER NOW, BUT FOLKS, WE'RE OUT OF TV TIME!!!! ON BEHALF OF MYSELF AND ALL OF US HERE IN COLORADO, GOOD NIGHT FROM THE G.F.W.A. WE'LL SEE YOU ON SATURDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The scene fades out with total chaos in the ring...then the GFWA logo appears on the screen....

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