Hey HCW fans! It's Rob (website guy) and this is my first HCW PPV review. Now usually Dee the Mee or Clay Ross writes one of these things in their own characteristic style. Well, for just one time I'm going to take the liberty of taking you, the loyal HCW maniac, back to RAOV. So here's just what went down on the 24^th.

Well I got there early in time to see the crew set up the ring. As usual, there was the trampoline, the hazard tape, the tables lined up against the garage, the announcer's table with the sound system, and the people flocking in. So I stood around until the fans started showing up. These were the regulars. Besides the guys who get there by truck, the fans travel by foot. Yes, by foot. They make a pilgrimage to the Mecca of backyard wrestling: the HCW arena. It's freezing out there, man. But these guys, the true HCW fans, they will walk through the snow and the subzero temperatures just to see a bunch of street fighters bust some heads. That says a lot.

The first bout got underway pretty quick and the fans had been anxious for this one. Dee the Mee and Bad Brad were commentating, and introduced the first man. We We came out, staring psychopathically at the crowd. No one knew whether to cheer or boo, because this guy is just too damn weird. Nevertheless, he dashes around the ring, screaming incoherent sentence fragments and he then sets a plastic shopping bag down on the mat. We We said that he went to the Dollar store again, and picked up a few essentials for his match, like an Emergency 2 way radio, which whenever he saw a senseless act of violence, he would report it to the cops. Then, a whistle, and finally a frying pan, which he carefully set aside. Then Mr. Grimm enters, all decked out in Adidas pants and a collared shirt with a tie on. For the most part, the fans booed Grimm, but since he was going up against We We, the fans were their usual silent selves.

We We man and Grimm start off the match with fast punches to each other's head. Both of them aren't that impressive when it comes to brawling, so Grimm was the first to hit some basic moves, like suplexes and DDTs. Then, both guys went for a very long sequence of pin attempts. So, in the beginning, Grimm had the upperhand. The fans couldn't believe it. Grimm was good grappler for just a school principal. We We had the experience in the ring though, and so he got a hold of some foreign objects. The frying pan turned out to be handy in We We's case. He knocked Grimm off his feet and right down on to the mat with his new weapon. The advantage in this match constantly changed, and so the fans got really psyched. Grimm stole the frying pan though, and hysterically tried to retaliate with it. Grimm tried to hit We We in the head with the pan, but they were really weak swings. The fans yelled "Hit him harder!!" and so Grimm finally crushed We We's skull with the weapon. As the match went on, Dee the Mee gradually grew angry with We We. Before the match had begun, We We threw all of his crap on Dee's face. Dee the Mee's rage would build through the match, and eventually it took its toll on We We.

You see, We We Man had picked a special surprise for Mr. Grimm. Neither the fans or the commentators got a good look at it. That is until We We had pissed Dee off for the last time. Dee the Mee grabbed a paintball gun from the bag and unloaded ROUND AFTER ROUND into We We Man, sending the astranged wrestler sprawling on the ground. Grimm got the cover for the 3 and shouted at We We Man, "Never mess with the Administration!" The principal then took the Universal Title (made out of cardboard and scribbled over with marker "UnIvErZaL TitlE") and tore it into pieces. And that was that. WINNER: Mr. Grimm

The next match wasn't exactly on the card. As I had heard, a sober Bad Brad was to take on Spike one more time, and Eric Wingender was supposed to defend his title against Timmy. Well due to a compromise in the lineup, Bad Brad was taking on Eric Wingender. This match was gonna be good. The showstoppers are easily the whole show, but the new talent, in my opinion, puts on the best spectacles of athleticism. I wasn't to be proved wrong either. Wings is a high flyer and Bad Brad has got an awesome arsenal of arial kicks. Well, Bad Brad came out first to Dr. Dre sporting his urban gangsta wear. The crowd cheered thanks to some guy in the back, and Bad Brad looked pretty confident that this was his day. Then comes Eric Wingender, the richest kid in Scottsville. The stuff he says should be run through the editing room and filtered before it airs, just so that it doesn't offend the fans. I mean this guy really is a pompous prick. But the match starts off quick, and they go at it with punches to the skull and rough moves. Bad Brad does a good job of keeping Wings busy, so that he doesn't have anytime to cut a quick promo or have time to get a weapon. It starts to get really good when Brad hops out of the ring and grabs the steel chair. Eric freezes when Bad Brad jumps back in. Brad tosses the chair at Wings, and he catches it, dumbfounded. Bad Brad quickly pulls off a shuffle side kick right into the chair, which connects with Eric's head and sends him to the mat. Afterwards, Bad Brad takes the woozy Wings by the head and lifts him to his feet. Brad runs toward the edge of the ring with Eric and throws him through the table with much style, nearly colliding with the table himself. Fans chant "Holy shit! Holy shit!" For when they see Wingender being thrown through tables or screen doors, there is always much rejoicing.

The unexpected came at the end of the match. Eric, after withstanding gruesome punishment with chairs and tables, rallied and gained the advantage in the match. This looked like another victory for Eric… BUT WAIT! Bad Brad got up while Wingender wasn't paying attention and he called out back for someone. No one had ever expected Flair to interfere with this match. He had his own match planned for the US Title, which later was set back to a later date. Johnny Flair and Bad Brad got Wingender in a double reverse suplex and all 3 wreslters fell to the mat. All shoulders were down, and the count was made. 1… 2… Kick out by Wingender! Wingender had raised his shoulder and the count was cancelled. Wings argued that by kicking out he had legally pinned Bad Brad for the 3 count, but the ref did not agree and so this match went on. Flair and Brad double teamed on Wings once more, which led to the win going to Bad Brad in probably the biggest arguable upset of the night. The last we saw Wingender, he was pissed off. Extremely pissed off. We could see more hostility between Wings, Brad and Flair in the future. As for Brad, he and Flair both celebrated the title win victory and later that day declared the beginning of a new clique: The Dynasty.