Live from Gund Arena
Cleveland, Ohio
December 16th, 1999

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

....as it fades out, you see the Thursday Mayhem video package and theme music kick up. As it fades out, you see the scene inside the Gund Arena fade in. The crowd is packed and many of the fans are holding up signs. As the camera continues to pan the audience, you see the ring and fireworks shoot off all around the ring, with a big explosion right above the ring, raining sparks down onto the ring. The music continues to play as the lights come up fully and you hear the voice of Bruce Carlson.)

Bruce Carlson: With only 3 days remaining in 1999 for business in the GFWA, we are set to bring you the very last Thursday Mayhem of the 20th Century!!! We are live inside of Gund Arena in Cleveland, Ohio, for this, the final episode of Mayhem in 1999....along side me is Dave Hadder and I am Bruce Carlson, and Dave, tonight could be explosive!

Dave Hadder: Right you are, Bruce....it could be out of this world! Tonight, we will find out who will compete for the GFWA Lightweight AND Heavyweight belts at Rumble, the final show of the 20th Century for the GFWA!!! All four of these matches should be out of this world and I can't wait to get them underway!

Carlson: You bet, Dave...it should be incredible...wait, we're getting something from the back here....who's here??

(The scene shifts to the backstage entrance location, and you see a long black limo pulling up.)

Hadder: Apparently, someone who wants to arrive in style, BC! *laughs*

(The back door opens up and Mike Powers gets out with his equipment bag over his shoulder, then The Natural gets out, also with his bag over his shoulder, then Caprice gets out.)

Carlson: The Franchise have arrived in Cleveland, Dave!

(Just then, Max Winters walks up trying to get an interview.)

Max Winters: Mike Powers! The Natural....you guys both have matches tonight....and Natural, this is your debut in the GFWA and you face a man who calls himself "The Main Event", Brad Robinson....

The Natural: But the question is, Max, if he's the Main Event, then why are we scheduled so early in the event? *laughs* This guy is a joke to the Natural....a friggin' joke. Tonight, I'm going to show why I belong in the GFWA and nowhere else but The Franchise....tell 'em Powers....

Mike Powers: Natch, it's goes like this...the Franchise is here, and now the show can begin....tonight, Vargas, we're gonna finish what we started at BackDraft....and when I pin your ass to the mat for the "1, 2, 3", it doesn't matter who I face at Rumble for the Heavyweight title, because it's as good as mine....the Franchise doesn't disappoint....let's go....

(The Franchise walks off as Max Winters is left speechless again...the scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Carlson: One question, what if Powers loses?

Hadder: Him?? Lose to Vargas?? You must be kidding, Bruce....

Carlson: Kidding, I think not....well, folks, let's get things started here on Mayhem tonight....it's the first of two semifinal matches in the GFWA Lightweight Tournament....Ricky Green goin' up against Stu Pyd....let's send it over to Heather O'Connell for the introductions, Heather?

"The Str8 Killa" Ricky Green vs. Stu Pyd
(GFWA Lightweight Tournament-Semifinal Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, the following GFWA Lightweight Tournament Semifinal Match is set for one-fall, with the winner advancing to the finals of the Lighweight Tournament! Introducing first, from Greensboro, North Carolina... standing 5 feet 11 inches tall, and weighing 220 pounds... he is a member of Tha Outlawz... "The Str8 Killa"... Ricky GREEN!!!

("Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine kicks up as Green walks down to the ring.)

O'Connell: His opponent... From Denver, Colorado... standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, and weighing 215 pounds... he is.. Stu PYD!!!!

("Missionary" by Operation Ivy plays as Stu runs to the ring, but stops at the apron. He walks toward the broadcast position, grabs a chair... looks at it.. shakes his head and puts it back down. He hops into the ring and the match gets underway..)

Carlson: So here we go...

Hadder: Without a chair.. *laughs*

Carlson: I'll say... regular rules apply in this match, and the winner will go to the finals of the lightweight tournament... Here's a tie-up, go behind by Green, reversed by Stu, hammerlock applied, reversed by Green into an arm bar, and a takedown by Stu!!

Hadder: Did ya get all that, Bruce? *laughs*

Carlson: The leg sweep takes Green to the mat. Here comes Stu.. stepover toe hold applied here, and Green kicks him off... both men standing... collar-and-elbow... Green sent to the ropes, Green ducking the clothesline, Stu turns around... kick to the midsection by Green.. Rockerdropper!! "The Str8 Killa" covas... I mean.. covers. 1... and a quick kickout...

Hadder: Killa got your tongue, BC? *laughs*

Carlson: Funny, homie... I mean.. Dave... geez...  Green brings Stu Pyd to his feet. Now Greens, shots to the face, lefts... Now setting up a stunned Stu... tries for the belly-to-belly suplex, but Stu blocks it INTO A DDT!!!

Hadder: Great heads up move by Stu Pyd...

Carlson: Rear chinlock applied by Stu... chinching it tight... Don't forget, a new Lightweight Champion will be crowned this Saturday at Rumble... the refereee now checking in on Ricky Green... he lifts the arm.. down... *1*... again... *2*.... up and... nope, he's still there... Green fighting to get back up, and he does... elbows to the midsection... Stu releases and Green goes to the ropes again... Swinging Neck Breaker!!

Hadder: Did you see the speed Green had coming off those ropes? WOW!

Carlson: Now Green headed to the top... setting up... 450 Splash!

Hadder: Did you see the distance there??

Carlson: He's got the leg hooked... 1..2 and a reversal.. small package by Stu 1...2.. and it goes back! 1...2...and a kickout!

Hadder: How did Stu ever reverse that pin!? He got hit HARD by the 450!

Carlson: How did he just kickout?... Green looking frustrated... both men standing now... Green punches, Stu blocks! Green punches, Stu blocks again!! Green tries a third time, and a rake to the eyes by Stu Pyd, and he regains control...

Hadder: And the ref's not doin' a damn thing!

Carlson: Indeed he's not... Stu sets him...goes for the flying head scissors... and lands it!!

Hadder: Green tried to reverse it, but couldn't!

Carlson: Now STU going to the top.. what can we expect here!? He's up on top ...then he comes back down!

Hadder: What? What's he doing?

Carlson: He's going head-esteem... jumps over Green.. on the ropes now...ASAI MOONSAULT!!! Lands right on Green here! Here's the cover... 1...2...and no sir!

Hadder: I knew he wasn't  stupid. He had a reason from coming down from the top, and what a great move!

Carlson: Anybody's ballgame here... Green still down, being brought back up.. Stu, straight forearm to the face, and Green goes back down...

Hadder: He hit him HARD!! I've never seen Stu be this mean!

Carlson: You'd be mean to if your life in the tournament was at stake... Stu now showboating a bit, looking towards the crowd... wait! Look at Green!! He's back up!! He was playin' possum!! SCHOOLBOY!! 1...2...NOOOO!!!

Hadder: That was way too close, BC!

Carlson: Green can't believe it... he's wanting to end it right now... Green takes Stu, sends him to the corner... Green coming in with a splash!... OH MY GOD!! Stu just pulled the referee into the way!!

Hadder: He's out cold!!

Carlson: Now Green with a smile on his face, and Stu's just dazed...

Hadder: Green's going out of the ring!... Wait!! He's got a bunch of toys, BC!

Carlson: Now that the ref's out cold, I guess we're doin' this the extreme way!!

Hadder: Right! *laughs*

Carlson: Green bringing a trash can into the ring... Green going to hit Stu with the trash can.. DROPKICK BY STU!! He dropkicks that can right into Green's face!!

Hadder: Now STU's going to the promised land!!

Carlson: Indeed he is... what's that he's got?.. A Kendo Stick? What??

Hadder: No good can come from this, Bruce... *laughs*

Carlson: He's in the ring, he swings at Green... GREEN DUCKS!! He grabs the trash can!! *BAM* OH MY!! STU IS OUT COLD!!!

Hadder: Look at Green! The ref's coming to, and he's clearing all the evidence out of the ring! Genius!!

Carlson: It's elementary here, Mad Hadder... all the trash is out of the ring.. Green goes for the cover... 1............2.... ref slow with the count here!....and... NOOO!!!! Stu got the shoulder up!!

Hadder: WHAT!?!?! I thought for sure the match as over there, Bruce!!!!

Carlson: Green can't believe it!! My GOD what  a match!! Both men being taken to the limit here!! Stu's up, but staggering... Now Green, head-esteem... going after Stu.. SAMOAN DROP BY STU PYD!!!! HE LANDS THE SAMOAN DROP!!

Hadder: WOW!!!

Carlson: I think that took everything out of both men... What a match!!!...The ref begins the 10 count....

Hadder: And this is only our first match!!

Carlson: The ref's up to 3 in his 10 count, neither man moving an inch......4.......... 5.......

Hadder: Who's gonna move first??

Carlson: Neither... ref up to 7 now... wait, here comes Stu!... he's crawling.. 8..... drapes the arm over RICKY GREEN!! HE COULD WIN IT!! HERE'S THE COVER! 1....2.... OH MY GOD! HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!!

Hadder: Oh man, I'm glad I didn't bet any money on this match!! *laughs*

Carlson: Stu's spent... "The Str8 Killa"'s spent... these men have taken itto the limit in this one... Now both men trying to get to their feet...Stu's up first, waiting for Green.. Green's up, Stu goes for the running clothesline, reversed!! Armdrag, now Green taking Stu! GERMAN SUPLEX!!! And.. ANOTHER!!!

Hadder: This is unbelieveable!!

Carlson: He's going for a third... Elbow to the face by Stu! Another Elbow! Green staggering, Stu staggering, Stu makes his way over to Green... kick to the midsection... sets him up...

Hadder: Oh, don't tell me... I don't think he can do it...

Carlson: Stu picks Green up!!!.... He's going for a Powerbomb!!.. REVERSED!!!! FACEBUSTER!!!!!!!!! GREEN WITH THE COVER!!! 1....2....3!!! THAT'S IT!!!!!! RICKY GREEN ADVANCES IN THE LIGHTWEIGHT TOURNY, AND RIGHT INTO THE FINALS!!!!!!

Hadder: My hat's off to both of these men... What a match!!!

("Guerilla Radio" kicks up as Ricky Green lie on the mat, his hand being raised by the ref...)

Carlson: What a SPECTACULAR way to open up the last Thursday Mayhem on 1999! As these men catch their breath, I understand there's something in the back??... Yes, we'll go backstage...

(The scene cuts backstage, The Haka Boyz are talking to an arena staff member as they walk into the arena)

Carlson: And there are the Haka Boyz! Va'a will be in action tonight against The Silenter for the right to advance into the Finals of the Lightweight Tourney to face "The Str8 Killa" Ricky Green!

Hadder: I hope that that match can top the one we just witnessed! WOW!

Carlson: Well, the Haka Boyz have arrived here...Va'a of the Haka Boyz has a Semifinal match tonight, and they looked focused....we're about ready for our next match...it says....Sid Gryo vs. UNKNOWN here....wait, something in the back here.....

(The scene quickly cuts to the back. President McLean is there, talking with someone.)

President McLean: Yes....I need you to fill in for me....there have been some problems and I need your help....just go in there and give it your all, alright?

(Suddenly, the camera wheels around and you see the person McLean was talking to....Silky da Pimp!)

Silky da Pimp: You got it, Mr. McLean....I'll give Gryo all he wants!

(President McLean starts laughing as Silky walks off. The scene shifts back to the arena.)

Carlson: Silky da Pimp is back??? Did I hear that correctly??

Hadder: Yeah, but I think President McLean has just found his version of The Brooklyn Brawler, Bruce....*laughs hysterically*

Carlson: We shall see, Dave....let's send it over to Heather O'Connell for the introductions of this bizarre match....Heather?

Sid Gryo vs. Silky da Pimp
(Regular Rules Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall...introducing first, hailing from the Strip in Las Vegas, NV...he stands 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighs 231 pounds....he is...Silky DA Pimp!!!!!

("Pimpin' Ain't EZ" by Big Daddy Kane kicks up as Silky makes his way down the ramp. The fans are all laughing at him but he seems to be enjoying it.)

O'Connell: And his opponent, from South Central L.A., he stands 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs 167 pounds....he is...SID GRYO!!!!!

("Fly" by Sugar Ray kicks up as Sid Gryo comes out from the back. He walks down the rampway and gets in the ring as the bell rings.)

Carlson: Well, folks, we have the unlikely return of a GFWA *cough* legend here....Silky da Pimp is back in live action with Sid Gryo here....Sid starts off with an irish whip on Silky....OH!! Nice drop toe hold on Silky and he hits the mat hard here!

Hadder: Can I make a prediction here? I predict that this will be the shortest match in GFWA history....*laughs*

Carlson: You could be right about that, Dave....Gryo back on the attack here....Oh my! Nice bulldog lariat applied that time by Gryo and both men are down here....now Gryo back up, getting Silky up...kick to the midsection here...OH!! Elevated DDT, and Gryo is focused, Dave!

Hadder: Focused?? Against Silky?? Give me a break....

Carlson: Gryo is up here....getting Silky up now, oh! Short arm clothesline, nicely done, and Gryo to the top now!

Hadder: This could be it....told ya the shortest match in GFWA history....*laughs*

Carlson: Gryo up top, taking his time here.....OH!!! OH MY!!! A big 540 splash on Silky, and he landed it perfectly!!!! Gryo with the pin and here's the count....1, 2, 3!!!!! That's it!!! Gryo with the win here!

Hadder: Yep, I'll need to check the record books for this one though, close, but it's got to be the quickest match ever in the GFWA....save except for no-shows...*laughs*

("Fly" kicks up inside the arena again as Gryo has a bit of a smile on his face headed up the rampway.)

Carlson: Yeah, I think you may be right about all that, Dave....Gryo does get the win here...he's headed to the back, so chalk that win up for Gryo....we need to step away for a commercial break, but when we come back, it'll be The Natural making his in-ring debut against "The Main Event" Brad Robinson....don't you go away!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial break. The scene is backstage. On the door in front of you, it reads "Elite Players ONLY!" and then the door swings open. You can see Chaos, Karnage, Ace and Tricia all inside talking. The following conversation is picked up by the camera:)

Chaos: Yeah, I just got off the phone with him...yeah, he's not gonna be able to make it tonight, but he said definately at Rumble that he'd be there....

Karnage: Good...I want him there when I get that GFWA Heavyweight belt handed to me....

Tricia: It's too bad....Cleveland's a great party city...we could've had a blast with him and all of us here tonight....

Chaos: Oh, don't you worry....there will be plenty of celebration after tonight....hey! Who invited you in here???

(Chaos comes to the cameraman and shoves him out the door and slams the door shut again. Behind the door, you can hear the entire group laughing as the scene shifts back to inside the arena.)

Carlson: What was that all about, Dave....well, we're about ready now for our next match here....wait....there's a ref coming down now....well, Heather....is this some sort of an impromtu match...someone's just handed something to Heather....ok, she's giving us the "ok" sign, so let's go on...Heather, it's all yours....

Goddess vs. Crystal Methen
(Power Plant Special)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen...... this match is scheduled for one fall and is a Power Plant Special rules match. Coming out now being accompanied by Drug Dog at 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighting 250 pounds....... Crystal Methen!!!!!!

("Bawitdaba" by Kid Rock kicks up as Crystal Methen walks out)

O'Connell: And his opponent, at 6 feet 1 inches tall and weighing 192 pounds......she is Goddess!!!!

(The sound of Howling Winds and Thunder echo throughout the arena as Goddess makes her way out)

Carlson:  Well this is an impromtu match here, we don't have it on the schedule of matches....oh well....we are just about to get underway here with two newcomers to GFWA.  One a Powerplant trainee, the other a member of the mysterious Divinity.  If Crystal Methen can win this one then he's out of The Power Plant and in the Big Leagues.

(Goddess makes her way around the ring towards the announce position staring intently at Crystal Methen.)

Hadder: Goddess is part of that group responsible for hanging Biggun on that cross.  Boy I'll tell you what, she can hang me on a cross anyti....

(Without taking her eyes off of Crystal Methen she grabs Hadder by the hair, bounces his head off of the announce booth and slides into the ring)

Carlson: HAHAHA.  Whoa, she's got pretty good hearing, huh Hadder?

Hadder:  Shut up, Carlson, that wasn't funny…and it didn't hurt either (ouch).

Carlson: Methen is laughing at Goddess as she paces back and forth in her corner.  There's the bell and here we go!!!  Goddess with a pair of backflips towards Methen into a hurricanr…wait, Methan blocked it and he's walking around the ring with Goddess suspended in mid air.  Methen spins on his right foot…oooooh sitting powerbomb and the newcomer is clutching her back!  He goes for the early pin 1…2…th…she kicked out just in time!!!!

Hadder: Ha!  That'll teach you to mess with me!  Go get her Crystal!

Carlson: Crystal gets Goddess to her feet and she is on rubber legs early!  He motions to the crowd and brings the two fists together for a double axehandle that sends her crashing to the mat and the crowd is loving It!

Hadder:  We may have to call this one early, the ref is already down to check on Goddess.

Carlson: Right you are.  Crystal Methen is show boating for the fans while the ref checks on Goddess and she shakes her head.  Whoa, you have to give her credit.  She giving up at least sixty pounds to this guy and she's still gonna continue.

(Crystal Methen turns towards Goddess and grabs her by the hair.  He starts to raise her and stops her head at his groin)

Carlson: Whoa, what is he doing?  He's rocking her head back and forth in his…ummm…midsection.

Hadder: Ha!  Is that what you call it?  Midsection?  Ain't nothing wrong with a little bump and grind ya know.

Carlson: But wait!  While Crystal Methen is playing to the crowd, Goddess is cocking that forehead back…further…further…..OOOOO!!!!!  Headbutt to the umm…

Hadder: Midsection.

Carlson: Right you are, the midsection and I think 18000 people in this capacity crowd just collectively grabbed their….

Hadder: Midsection.

Carlson:  Wasting no time, Goddess whips Crystal Method into the corner and follows him in with a bicycle kick to the solarplexus.  Crystal is hunched over gasping no air and Goddess turns that right into a doblearmed DDT!

Hadder:  Wow!  She started off slow but she is absolutely flying right now!

Carlson:  Goddess is NOT slowing down as Crystal Methen lies motionless on the apron.  She hit the far rope and comes right back with an…

Hadder: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!Carlson: ..Baseball slide that sends Crystal Methen to the outside and the fans are loving this action from the newcomers.

Hadder:  Boy, I have to tell you this woman can sure string some moves together.

Carlson: Goddess is walking around the ring, no doubt still feeling the effects of Crystal Methen's early onslaught.   Methen slowly makes his way to his feet as Goddess is ONCE AGAIN going off the ropes!!!  She takes a swan dive over the top rope and….Methen caught her!!!  She's thrashing as best as she can but she's got problems.

Hadder:  Man, this doesn't look good at all.

Carlson: Methen is running toward the steel post and OOOOO…drives her right into it back first.  He does it again, and a third time.  The crowd is screaming and Methen is LOVING it!  He dumps her back in the ring raises his ars towards the crowd.

Hadder:  She is not moving at all, call 911.

Carlson:  Crystal Methen slowly climbs into the ring and is pacing around a motionless Goddess.  He goes to pick her up, BUT SHE TURNS IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!!! 1..he kicks out at barely a two count and Goddess is back up and bouncing from foot to foot trying to regain her senses.  Methen charges at her and she hits the mat!  Methen off the rope and Goddess is back up.  He comes barreling  after her and a textbook drop toehold by the Goddess followed by an elbow to the small of the back and Methen is in pain.

Hadder:  I've said it before and I'll say it again she is quick!

Carlson: Wasting no time, once again Goddess grabs Crystal Methen by the hair and brings him to his feet for a throw off the ropes.  She leapfrogs him and he's off the ropes again.  He's headed straight for her and she's facing the opposite direction!!!  He brings his hands up but NOT BEFORE SHE TURNS IT INTO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK AND CRYSTAL METHEN IS WOBBLING!!!!  She hits the ropes and backflips into an elbow that sends Crystal Methen wobbling of the ropes.

Hadder: Whoa, now Crystal Methen is the one on spaghetti legs!!!

Carlson: Methen is still barely on his feet and Goddess grabs him by the neck and places the right foot for A REVERSE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP AND HE IS DOWN!!!  Goddess is visibly tiring but she once again hits the ropes and lands an asai moonsault.  She going for the cover!!! 1……2 and he KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY THAT SENDS GODDESS FLYING.  Crystal Methen is visibly furious and smacks the ring apron before hitting his feet.

Hadder:  I think Crystal is finished going easy on her.  He's getting a little embarrassed in his GFWA debut.

Carlson:  He'd better do something quick and he's hitting the ropes for a flying forearm smash that Goddess just couldn't get away from!!!  Quick as a flash he has her scooped up into A RUNNING POWERBOMB THAT SHOOK THE ENTIRE RING.  Crystal Methen is back up and yells to the crowd.  He grabs her up once again, this time into a fireman's carry position and delivers a devastating Spicoli Driver that sends ooos and aahhs through the crowd. 

Hadder:  She's not so quick when she's half-dead on the mat I can tell you that much.

Carlson:  Crystal Methen is giving the signal that it's chokeslam time and the fans are loving it!!!  I can't remember the last time that two newcomers put on such a spectacle.

Hadder:  Just like President McLean says, hard work is the key to success in this federation.

Carlson:  God you're a suck up.  Crystal Methen has Goddess up WAYYYYYYYYY High in the chokeslam position and SLAMS her almost through the ring!!!

Hadder:  Man, I felt that vibration all the way over here.  This kid is really impressing me.

Carlson:  As well as me, he's gonna have a bright future in GFWA and he knows it because the fans are chanting his name!!!

Hadder:  He is playing to the crowd again walking around the ring and drinking in the accolades.  That is the most common rookie mistake ever.  Just cover your opponent and celebrate afterwards.

Carlson:  Right again and look - Goddess is slowly getting to her feet and she sees Methen celebrating.  She's shaking the cobwebs out and staring at the man while his back is turned.

Hadder:  Looks like she's regained her senses somewhat.

Carlson: But she laid back down in the fetal position before Crystal Methen turned around.  He points to her to get the crowd's approval and drags the thumb across the neck.  He's gonna end it right here!!!   He picks her up by the hair and WHIPS her to the corner.  He follows her in slowly and picks her up and sits her on the top turnbuckle.

Hadder:  She is absolutely out on her feet.  I thought she was moving but it looks like her night is done.

Carlson:  He's climbing up after her for the top rope powerbomb that he calls The Sky High. 

Hadder:  I've seen this move and it is a doosie.

Carlson:  He has her set up, gives the signal and…..she's punching, and scissors kicking for all she's worth!!!  Where in the world did this come from?

Hadder:  She was playing possum!  She was playing possum!  I told you she was moving before!

Carlson:  Methen is losing his grip on the hold and tries to simply throw her off but those legs are wrapped tightly around his neck!!!  She falls off and BRINGS CRYSTAL METHEN WITH HER!!!  THERE'S THAT HURRICANRANA THAT SHE WAS LOOKING FOR AND METHEN IS DOWN!!! 

Hadder: Man oh man he hit and he hit hard.  That'll allow Goddess to shake some more of those cobwebs out.

Carlson:  Indeed it will as she is getting out of that corner and circling to the other side of Crystal Methen.  She is huffing and puffing but not taking her eyes off of the man.  Methen is slowly getting to his feet and she is motioning for him to come towards her.  He does not see her and spins around wobbling.

Hadder: OOOOOOO

Carlson:  Nothing fancy about that, a straight uppercut that brings the chin up and exposes the neck for a SUPERKICK TO THE THROAT!!!!  That's her finisher - Divine Judgement and Crystal Methen is out on his feet!!!  She grabs him by the collar and yanks him down.  Hook of the leg 1…..2…..3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  She did it, she beat Crystal Methen and the crowd is going crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Crystal Methen is slowly coming to and Goddess can't even hold herself up.  She's clinging to the ropes as her arm is raised in victory.

Hadder:  Whoa, now that was a match where both players won. Goddess pulls out the win and I think we have a bright up and coming superstar in Crystal Methen.

Carlson: No doubt about it, Dave....well, it is time for our next match.....and I think we're back on schedule here....it's the Natural's debut in the GFWA as he takes on "The Main Event", Heather?

The Natural vs. "The Main Event" Brad Robinson
(Regular Rules Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one-fall! Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada.. standing 6 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing 220 pounds... "The Main Event".. Brad ROBINSON!!!

("Machinehead" by Bush plays as red and blue lights fill the stage. Brad Robinson walks to the ring)

O'Connell: His opponent... from Baltimore, Maryland... standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, and weighing 236 pounds... He is a member of The Franchise... The NATURAL!!!!

("Devil's Haircut" by Beck plays as The Natural paces toward the ring. The match gets underway right as he enters the ring.)

Carlson: And here we go, a couple newcomers in this Lightweight matchup...Brad Robinson wasting no time getting this one started...

Hadder: Crystal Methen... wow... *laughs*

Carlson: Kinda took me by surprise, too! Nevertheless, Robinson, right hands to The Natural, taking him to the corner... now the whip... The Natural in the corner now, here comes Robinson, going for the splash, caught in mid-air, and a Spinebuster!!

Hadder: Great heads-up move there by The Natural!

Carlson: Doesn't go for the cover, instead picks him back up and The Natural takes advantage... Knife-edge chops to the self-proclaimed "Main Event"... Setting Robinson up against the ropes... a couple knee-lifts... Robinson staggering and... what.. Robinson's arms are caught in the ring ropes!

Hadder: Uh oh, this is trouble...

Carlson: You're damn right, it's trouble! Now look, Caprice has come down to distract the referee!!

Hadder: This is HUGE trouble for Brad Robinson here... the ref's not going to do anything with Caprice on the apron right now!

Carlson: Head-esteem goes The Natural!... DROPKICK right into the sternum Brad Robinson! Caprice still has the referee! Head-esteem goes The Natural again! ANOTHER DROPKICK!!

Hadder: Someone needs to stop that, and quick... Although I am quite impressed with how smart and opportunistic The Franchise is. They've got wits on their side. *laughs*

Carlson: That's true, but this is horrible! Oh NO! NOO!!! ANOTHER DROPKICK!!!

Hadder: Robinson's hurt, I know it...

Carlson: Caprice has left the ringside area... Now look at The Natural! C'mon!! He's playing innocent!! Yeah, you were innocent, Natural!!

Hadder: Calm down!... Geez...

Carlson: Well, it was blatent, Dave!!

Hadder: Yeah, I know it was, but you don't have to get your panties in a bunch... The ref didn't see  it!

Carlson: Well, whatever, anyways, the ref has helped Brad Robinson out of the ropes, and look at "The Main Event".. he's lying face-first on the mat...

Hadder: Well, what do ya expect, Bruce? The guy just got the stuffings dropkicked right out of him!

Carlson: The Natural, being arrogant, kicking Robinson onto his back, and the one-foot cover...1...2...thr..NOOOO!!!!

Hadder: WHAT!?

Carlson: Robinson kicked out!!! He kicked out!!

Hadder: How did he do that!?!

Carlson: Look at The Natural! He can't believe it!!

Hadder: Robinson's getting up, Bruce! And The Natural's got his back turned! He's arguing with the ref!

Carlson: Robinson's running! *BOOM* WOW!! "The Main Event" just blindsided The Natural with a running bulldog!

Hadder: The Natural didn't see that coming.. literally! *laughs*

Carlson: Brad Robinson still fighting, but The Natural is staggering, but has a big advantage right now...Robinson sends The Natural to the ropes, Natural reverses... Robinson slides under the Natural clothesline... Natural turns around... DDT by Brad Robinson!

Hadder: I'm surprised he's got ANY fight left in him!

Carlson: Robinson going for the cover...1...2... and a shoulder up right at the nick of three!

Hadder: This match is anyones now, but The Natural is far from defeated...

Carlson: Indeed, Dave... Robinson still staggering from those dropkicks earlier... They tie up, The Natural with a kick to the midsection!... Sets Robinson up... BRIDGE SUPLEX!!! Here's the cover! ...1...2.and a kickout!!

Hadder: That's it, Robinson's toast...

Carlson: The Natural waiting in the corner... Brad Robinson staggering to his feet... he stands up, The Natural charges in!! SUPERKICK!!! THE SHOTGUN BLAST!! HERE'S THE COVER!! 1...2...3, AND IT'S OVER!!!

("Devil's Haircut" plays as The Natural climbs the turnbuckle as celebrates his victory.)

Carlson: What a great victory for the Franchise member!!

Hadder: This is by far the best Mayhem we've experienced, Bruce! WOW!!!

Carlson: It sure is, Mad Hadder! This has been one amazing night!!

(The scene cuts backstage, you see Joesef Gestapo and Adam King make their way into the building. They're in their street clothes and carrying their gearbags. You can hear their conversation as they walk...)

Gestapo: ... like that. Besides, if he wants to do that, there's going to be...

(A voice from off camera interrupts them...)

*Voice*: Hey, fellas!... Wanna dance??

(Then, White Chocolate and Doc Holiday jump King and Gestapo and start beating on them!)

Carlson: OH MY GOD, MAD ONE!! White Chocolate and Doc Holiday are puttin' a beating to Adam King and Joesef Gestapo!

Hadder: I'm tellin' ya, Bruse, those are two compadres you shouldn't mess with! They're dangerous!!

(The scene cuts back into the arena.)

Carlson: What a wild scene we have here at Mayhem tonight....

Hadder: You got that right, Bruce....it is mayhem! *laughs*

Carlson: Well, we are about ready now for our next match of the night...let's keep the action rolling now with the second of two semifinal matches in the GFWA Lightweight Tournament....Heather O'Connell is in the middle of the ring ready with the intros...Heather?

The Silenter vs. Va'a
(GFWA Lightweight Tournament-Semifinal Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it is a GFWA Lightweight Tournament Semifinal Match! Introducing first, from Brighton, England....he stands 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighs in at 206 pounds....he is The SILENTER!!!!

("Crazy" by Britney Spears kicks up all over the arena as The Silenter stands on the top of the ramp. Suddenly, he turns around and does backflips down the ramp, all the way down to the ring. Then he slides in the ring and begins to pump up the crowd.)

Carlson: What a showman!

O'Connell: And his opponent, he hails from Rotorua, New Zealand...being accompanied to the ring by brother Va'iga...he stands 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighs 217 pounds....he is....VA'A!!!!!!

(Suddenly, the lights go out and you can hear "The Haka" song being played. Then, when the lights come up, Va'a is in the ring, and Va'iga is at ringside.)

Hadder: Good grief!! They're here! *laughs*

Carlson: Indeed he is, and we're ready to go here as the bell sounds....these two lock up here....Va'a the larger of the two lightweights here...backs Silenter up into a corner...no, wait, Silenter reverses it and sends Va'a back with a big spinning heel kick!

Hadder: Great move, Silenter is maybe the quickest wrestler in the GFWA....

Carlson: Is that so? Va'a now moving out from the corner here....and now the two lock up again....irish whip this time by Va'a, sends Silenter off the ropes...oh...nice standing flap jack that time and Silenter's face hit the mat hard!

Hadder: Great move that time by Va'a....gotta be strong to be able to pull that off....

Carlson: Va'a in control here, stomping away at Silenter as he lay on the mat....oh, nice kickup by Silenter, and he's back to his feet....Va'a quickly here....standing hurraconrada! Nicely done, and he holds on to Silenter for a pin here! 1, 2, NO!! Silenter got the shoulder up....

Hadder: Close!! Very close....

Carlson: Va'a up now....and so is Silenter....Silenter attempts a kick here, no! Va'a catches the leg...OH!! Leg breaker on Silenter here...nicely done....

Hadder: Va'a has had the counter for any move Silenter put up!

Carlson: Va'a up now....Silenter getting up, holding his leg here....Va'a runs in with a legsweep and that knocks Silenter back off his feet....

Hadder: Va'a's been in control of this match since the opening bell, Bruce....

Carlson: Va'a now with a side leg lock on Silenter, immobilizing him for the time being....and.....yes, Silenter gets to the ropes, just in time, because Va'a had that leg lock really sinched in there....

Hadder: Silenter needs to try and mount some sort of offense here if he hopes to advance in the tourney....

Carlson: Silenter is up now, Va'a had been talking with the ref here, complaining, I think....OH!!! Silenter with a big dropkick to the back of Va'a's head there....that sends Va'a outside!

Hadder: Just the thing that Silenter needed there....nice move!

Carlson: Silenter now, climbing to the top with that injured leg....looking maybe to perform a high-risk move here....OH!!! OH NO!!! Va'iga pushed Silenter off the ropes and he landed rudely on the guard rail outside!!!!! I don't think the ref saw that!

Hadder: I don't think he did, which means it was a great move! *laughs*

Carlson: Silenter must've fell about 10 feet there, hitting his face and head directly on that guard rail! Va'a is up now, and he rolls Silenter in the ring here....

Hadder: I don't think this match will be lasting much longer....

Carlson: Silenter looks to be seriously hurt here....just my guess, but his face his busted open here...Va'a now with some vicious shots to Silenter's face here....pummeling that open wound!

Hadder: Going in for the kill, Bruce....

Carlson: He gets Silenter up here....it could be all for Silenter here....Va'a's got him here...OH MY!!!! Reverse russian leg sweep, Silenter hitting the mat with his face with tremendous force!!! Va'a goes for the pin...1, 2, 3!!!!!!

Hadder: And that's that!

("The Haka" begins to play as Va'iga gets in the ring with Va'a.)

Carlson: Va'a picks up the win and he moves onto the Finals of the Lightweight Tournament here....a great win for Va'a....wait a second here....

Hadder: The Haka Boyz aren't done, Bruce!

Carlson: Aww...come on now....Va'a with some vicious shots to the head of Silenter here....this is nuts, guys! He's already done! Va'iga with a big time neckbreaker!!!! My GOD!!! The carnage is crazy!!! Wait!! From the back!!!! It's Caprice and The Natural!!!!

Hadder: Looks like they came to get them some of the Haka Boyz....

Carlson: The Natural and Va'a goin' at it here....OH!! Big clothesline by Va'a and Natural flips over the top rope! Va'iga now with Caprice, but wait!!!! Silenter is up and he *SMACK!* OH MY!!! He just superkicked Va'iga and now Silenter and Caprice are stomping on Va'iga!!! This is chaos here folks, but we need to step away for a commercial break...don't go away!!!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

(The scene fades back in from commercial break.)

Carlson: We're back on this final Mayhem of 1999, and we understand that Max Winters has caught up with Karnage! Max?

(The scene cuts backstage, Max Winters is standing with Karnage.)

Max Winters: Karnage, tonight, you...

Karnage: Whoa whoa whoa.. where's Denise?

Winters: Um.. Denise Lopez?

Karnage: DUHH!! Yeah, ya moron! Denise Lopez...

Winters: Um... she has the night off, why do you ask?

Karnage: Because she's hotter than you!! Now, Butcher, most people would buy your little sob stories about finding yourself, fighting your past, blah blah blah and this and that. Well, after tonight, the only thing you'll be trying to find is my foot that I buried up your ass! As far as Saturday goes, you might as well pack up and head home now, boy, cuz I'll be the one going into Saturday a contender, and out of Saturday a champion... Fear the Karnage.. Fear the Elite Players, BITCH!!

(Karnage walks off staring at the camera as the scene cuts back into the arena.)

Carlson: We're about set now for that very match....Karnage going up against The Butcher here....so let's send it over to Heather O'Connell for the introductions for this match.....

Karnage vs. The Butcher
(Regular Rules Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one-fall! Introducing first... From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada... standing 7 feet tall, and weighing 315 pounds.. he is a member of The Elite Players... He.. is.. KARNAGE!!!!

("n 2 gether now" by Limp Bizkit plays as Karnage makes his way to the ring. Blue and yellow lights engulf the ring as he raises his hands in the air while standing on the turnbuckle...)

O'Connell: His opponent... From New York City, New York... standing 6 feet 6 inches, and weighing 238 pounds... He.. is.. The BUTCHER!!!

("Nutshell" by Alice In Chains plays as The Butcher walks to the ring with a purpose. He enters the ring, and the match gets underway.)

Carlson: A title shot on the line here, and these two taking right to one another!

Hadder: This should be quite the clash of GFWA talent, Bruce!

Carlson: Should be an exciting one, as Karnage takes advantage with some stiff knees to the midsection... kick to the midsection of The Butcher.. running knee lift by Karnage.

Hadder: Those are some big knees, BC. *laughs*

Carlson: Now Karnage stomping away at Butcher here... The ref calling off Karnage, and Karnage backs off...

Hadder: A clean break... ICKY!!

Carlson: ICKY?

Hadder: You nevermind!! *laughs*

Carlson: *laughs* In any case, Butcher back to his feet, and he locks up with Karnage... Side headlock applied by Butcher... into a BULLDOG!!!

Hadder: Where did THAT come from!?

Carlson: Butcher with the momentum... coming off the ropes, lands an elbow drop! Goes back, lands a leg drop!!

Hadder: Now he needs to land a diving headbutt, and he'll be set! *laughs*

Carlson: Doesn't appear that he'll be doing that, he's picking up Karnage here, setting him up.. Fisherman's Suplex!! Here's the cover...1...2.. and a kickout.

Hadder: A title shot.. I haven't had one of those in years... *laughs*

Carlson: Karnage coming to his feet, both men lock up again, nice hiptoss by Karnage... Butcher quickly getting up, attempts to send Karnage to the ropes, Karnage hangs on.. *BOOM* Short-arm clothesline!!!

Hadder: Great, GREAT impact on that clothesline!

Carlson: Butcher down, as Karnage takes advantage... picks up Butcher, sends him to the corner... RUNNING SPLASH! Butcher stumbles out of the corner... Karnage picks him up.. GORILLA PRESS!! What a display of strength!

Hadder: He's going for the win!

Carlson: Karnage hooks the leg! 1...2...Ooh, soo close! Karnage complaining about a slow count, but getting no sympathy from the referee...

Hadder: He just needs to stay on the attack, BC!

Carlson: A pickup by Karnage, kick to the midsection of Butcher... Karnage going for a powerbomb, but no sir! Back body drop by Butcher!!

Hadder: Back and forth, back and forth! Someone's gonna have to win eventually!!

Carlson: It'll happen sooner than you think! Butcher picking Karnage here, sending him to the ropes, here comes Karnage and.. uh oh!! Here we go!!

Hadder: It's time for the Downtown Drop!!

Carlson: Indeed it is.. and.. NO, reversal by Karnage, to a go behind...IMPALER DDT!!

Hadder: What a reversal!!!

Carlson: Here's the cover! 1...2... NO!!!

Hadder: It took all of Butcher's energy just to kick out of that!!

Carlson: Karnage is getting up... Butcher trying to get to his feet...stumbles toward Karnage,AND HERE WE GO!

Hadder: He's settin' Butcher up!!!

Carlson: It could be!! YES!! TOTAL ANNIALATION!!! KARNAGE COVERS!!1...2...3!!!!! KARNAGE WILL GET A SHOT AT THE GFWA HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE ON RUMBLE THIS SATURDAY!!!

("n 2 gether now" kicks up as Karnage celebrates his victory)

Hadder: What a match, BC!! DAMN, what a NIGHT!!!

Carlson: You're right and a great match!!! And a great win for Karnage....he'll move onto face the winner of this next and final match of the night....but before we go onto the Main Event of the evening, remember, you may survive Y2K, but you won't survive the MELTDOWN!!!!

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!

(The scene fades back in from the promo.)

Carlson: Well, no delay, let's get to the main event!

Mike Powers vs. Matt Vargas
(Regular Rules Match)

O'Connell: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Main Event of the evening...and it is set for one fall with television time remaining. Introducing first, making his way to the ring at this time....from The Bronx, NY...he stands 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighs 278 pounds....he is....Mike POWERS!!!!

("The Rockwilder" by Method Man and Redman kicks up inside the arena as Powers makes his way down to the ring.)

O'Connell: And his opponent....hailing from Lake Elsinore, California....he stands 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs 248 pounds....he is....MATT VARGAS!!!!!

("Secret Tweaker Pad" by Sublime kicks up as Vargas makes his way down to the ring.)

Carlson: We are ready to go here, the winner of this match will go on to face Karnage for the GFWA Heavyweight Tournament on Saturday Night at Rumble....

Hadder: This should be an incredible contest!

Carlson: Powers and Vargas lock it up here and this match is underway....Powers now with a quick hip toss on Vargas, Vargas quickly back up here....

Hadder: Nice move to start off, but when are we gonna see 'em just FIGHT?? *laughs*

Carlson: Powers moves in slowly here....Vargas and Powers just circling each other here....and they move in, NO!! Powers with a swift kick to the midsection and that slows down Vargas here...irish whip and a big shoulder tackle!

Hadder: Powers has the edge in strength, Vargas is gonna hafta utilize his quickness here....

Carlson: Well put, Dave....Vargas is back up and the two lock it back up here....now Powers moving over to a corner with Vargas here...OH!! Knee to the midsection and Vargas doubles over...irish whip this time by Powers and he sends Vargas across the ring....Powers taking his time here....and now runs...leaps...NO!! He missed the flying splash in the corner and Vargas now goes to work!

Hadder: Nice reversal by Vargas, now Vargas leveling Powers with rights and lefts!

Carlson: Indeed, Vargas back in control here....irish whip by Vargas to the opposite corner and then he follows it up with a massive back elbow! Nicely done and that sends Powers to the mat!

Hadder: Powers, my back elbow, my back elbow, Powers! *laughs*

Carlson: No time for jokes, Mad One....Vargas now picks up Powers here...throws him off the ropes...OH!! Samoan drop by Vargas and he is definately in control here!

Hadder: Powers is a big man, nice strength to get that move off on Powers!

Carlson: Vargas now with a quick pin here...1, NO! Powers kicked out at one....that wasn't close at all...gonna take a lot more than that to get Powers down and out....

Hadder: A lot more...Mike Powers is one tough individual.....

Carlson: Vargas is up here....and so is Powers....OH!! Powers with a kick to the stomach here....and....OH MY!!! Powers delivers a big face-first piledriver on Vargas...he rolls him up...1, 2, NO!!! High impact move nearly picked up the win for Powers there!

Hadder: I don't think anybody saw that one coming....great move by Powers....

Carlson: Powers is up quickly here....grabbing Vargas....Powers has him in a suplex position, but Vargas blocks it! Again, Vargas blocks the suplex...and......Vargas with a suplex of his own here....now Vargas is sprinting to the corner quickly here....leaps....OH NO!!! He missed the kneedrop on Powers and that could've severely damaged some tendons in his knee, Dave!

Hadder: Or broken a kneecap....this mat isn't as forgiving as many people think!

Carlson: Powers is up now....getting Vargas up...OH!! Chopblock on that knee and Vargas is definately in pain here....he could've landed wrong or something....I don't know what it was, but Vargas is definately not 100%....

Hadder: No, he's not, and if Powers is smart, he'll focus on that....

Carlson: He's got Vargas up here...grabbing him by the ankle....OH!! Kneebreaker and Vargas is in tremendous pain here, Dave!

Hadder: I don't know how much more he can take....

Carlson: Powers gets Vargas up here....OH!! I haven't seen that move in years, a double leg slam!!! Took him right over his back and landed on his chest here....now Powers is working on Vargas leg here....

Hadder: Powers is on a roll, this match could be nearly over here....wait, who's that on the ramp???

Carlson: That's Chaos! And Karnage and Ace from the Elite Players!! And behind them, now coming to the front!!! It's Tricia....wait!! Look!!! From behind!!! It's Caprice!!! And the Natural.....and Cardan!!!! All of them are going at it on the rampway here!!!!

Hadder: Let's hope they keep it up there....wait, in the ring!

Carlson: Powers is about to sinch in a figure four leglock here.....and YES!!! He has it on, right in the middle of the ring....Vargas is screaming in pain here!!! He's tapping out!!! Powers has won it!!! Powers has won it!!!! Powers will go onto face Karnage for the GFWA Heavyweight Title!!!!

Hadder: Look!!! The fight on the ramp is making it's way down to the ring!!!! The Elite Players and The Franchise, going toe to toe here!!!!

Carlson: Mike Powers is your winner here, but chaos is running wild here!!! Wait!!! Down from the back!!! It's the Outlawz!!! Kart, Green, Gryo, Doc Holiday, White Chocolate, The Wet Lunatic!!!! They're getting in the ring now too, there must be 15 men in that ring right now!!!!

Hadder: This is total chaos!!!! Wait!!! Now look!!! It's Adam King and Joesef Gestapo!!!! They've come to get them some!!!!

Carlson: This is total chaos here.....OH!! Karnage with a big clothesline to Kart here....no wait!!! Kart lands on his feet and drags Karnage out the ring...now stomping on Karnage.....where the hell is GFWA Security when you need them???

(Suddenly, the lights go out. And then, on the G-tron, the Divinity's symbol can be seen with some howling wind being heard over the PA system.)

Hadder: What the hell?? The Divinity is gonna show up now????

(Suddenly, as the lights are still out, a voice from over the P.A. system speaks these words...)

"WHO AMONGST YOU WALKS IN THE LIGHT?"

(Then as suddenly as the lights were off, they come back on. But in the ring....)

Carlson: LOOK DAVE!!! THE ENTIRE ASSEMBLY OF TALENT HERE....THEY....THEY ARE OUT COLD!!!! EVERYONE!!!! DOC HOLIDAY, ADAM KING!!!! EVERYBODY IS OUT COLD, NOBODY'S MOVING!!!! WHO'S VOICE WAS THAT????? THIS IS PANDEMONIUM.....AND WE'RE OUT OF TIME.....SO FOR MAX WINTERS AND DAVE HADDER, THIS IS BRUCE CARLSON.....GOODNIGHT, SEE YOU AT THE FINALE' SHOW OF THE YEAR, SATURDAY NIGHT RUMBLE FROM SAN FRANCISCO!!!!!! GOODNIGHT!!!!!!!!!

(The scene then shifts to a shot of the Divinity's symbol on the G-Tron and the entire ring laid out, nobody moving...then it fades out to the GFWA logo....

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