Monday Night Rush
August 17, 2001
Hamilton Ontario - Copps Coliseum
Monday Night Rush
August 17, 2001
Hamilton Ontario - Copps Coliseum
(The arena is dark, and silent. Only the outlines can be made of the Rush set. Now, the sounds of a guitar fill the ACC. The song is Finger Eleven's "Drag You Down." The crowd is silent as the quiet intro plays in the darkness. The lights suddenly turn on to reveal a new set and the IWA logo on the "Rush Screen," just as the distortion kicks in. The fans in the arena burst out with mind-blowing cheers, while they are dazzled by a fireworks display synchronized with the song. Pyro shoots past the camera on either side of the entrance way to the ring. All the arena lights are turned on as the display ends. We are in the Copps Coliseum, in Hamilton Ontario, on the shores of Lake Ontario.)
(Cut to ringside. Rick and Eddie sit there. That is where they sit. They look comfortable.)
Rick: WELCOME! It's Monday! And it's RUSH!
Eddie: We gotta hot cracker of a show tonight!
Rick: 3 more tournament qualifyers. Zulias will battle Boog-man, Dark Icon will debut against HCWF's "The Tiger" Adam Burke, and Jason Wright is set to battle against Reno of MWL fame.
Eddie: We also get a tag match tonight.
Rick: That's right. Paradox will make their tag team debut tonight, as they battle the team of Gary Brown and Blade... North American Connection!
Eddie: We've got Matt Saunders, an impressive wrestler from HCWF to defend the IWA Cruiserweight title he won last week against Chris Fury.
Rick: Also, our main event! Darrel Besolve vs. Adam Knight! Both men are in the Thesz tournament and the IWA title tournament. So two shots at gold there. This match will be a preview of what could happen in each tournament.
Eddie: But, the REAL main event... The Wizard! WOOO! Will take on Reid Mason... I'm pumped for that one.
Rick: Lets talk about last week. We saw some major upsets here. First, Seth Christopher pulled the huge win away from Buzz Tyler to advance to the tournament. I mean, Buzz is a former IWA champ, and Christopher is wrestling his first IWA match. That is something. The Ultimate Package also lost to Adam Knight. And of course, Byron Tanis losing to Darrel Besolve, in front of the IWA crowd.
Eddie: That was a shocker. I don't think too many people in Canada thought Tanis would lose that match. I mean... he IS the IWA... well, he was. Besolve is "The Future" or so it seems.
Rick: The new crowd is seemingly taking over the IWA. But, we're off to our first bout of the evening. This one is the first IWA tournament qualifyer of the evening.
Eddie: It's the first match of the evening, Rick.
Rick: ... To the ring.
[The lights in the arena suddenly din down to darkness.]
[Suddenly the sounds of “screaming for Vengence by Judas Priest begins to play over the PA.]
Rick: here comes Dark Icon who will be making his IWA debut here in this match.
Eddie: This guy is a monster.
[DI walks down to the ring and climbs over the top rope. He stands off in the corner with his face expressionless. Suddenly his music shuts off and we hear a new song.]
[Eye of the Tiger by Survivor begins to play and out walks “Tiger” Adam Burke. The fans in the crowd are singing along a bit as Burke seems jacked up for this match.]
Eddie: This song makes me want to fight.
[Eddie pushes Rick in the booth.]
Rick: Hey, there will be none of that.
[Burke slides into the ring and is met by Dark Icon who wastes no time and laying in some shots. Burke is flat on his stomach and in pain as the big man continues to pummel him with double axe handle blows to the small of the back. DI picks Burke up by the hair and tosses him into the ropes. DI goes for a clothesline but Burke ducks out of the way and comes off with a huge dropkick to the chest of DI.]
Rick: The big man just shoved that move off.
[Burke doesn’t quit as he runs off the ropes again and comes off with a huge shoulder block that staggers DI back against the ropes but doesn’t knock him down. Burke comes off the ropes a third time as DI stands befuddled and Burke hits him with a drop kick to the knee cap that send DI down hard.]
Eddie: That’ll take anyone down.
[DI sits up and is in the sitting position and then receives a stiff drop kick right to the face.]
[SMAAAAACCCK!!]
Rick: What impact!
Eddie: Wow, that smack sounded almost as loud as that one time when we were in that bar and you tried to pick up that girl. She didn’t like you so she…
Rick: Hey hey, none of that on the air.
[DI is down as Burke springs himself up onto the middle rope and comes off with a spinning leg drop that catches DI across the throat area. Burke quickly picks DI up and attempts to whip him into the ropes but DI reverses it. Burke comes off and is met with a two handed choke. The ref steps in and begins to count.]
[1…….2…….3……4.]
[DI then lifts Burke up in the air and then power bombs him still holding the choke.]
[The Crowd Ooh’s.]
[DI is relentless as he picks Burke up and tosses him over the top rope. DI follows him out and begins to smash Burkes head into the stairs and the commentary table.]
Eddie: Keep that guy away from me. This is a new shirt.”
[DI then tosses Burke over the railing and into the crowd. He flew almost into the third row. DI climbs over the railing. A fan gets in his way, DI stares him down and the fans panics with fear. DI then scoops Burke up and plants him with a power slam on the concrete floor.]
[DI picks him up and tosses him over the railing near the ring again. Burke isn’t moving and DI is climbing back over, or is he. DI stops half way and stands up on top of the railing.]
Eddie: “Oh my god. The four hundred pounder is going to leap…”
[Before the sentence can be finished DI jumps off and nails Burke with a huge splash on the concrete floor.]
[Huge crowd pop.]
Rick: Adam Burke is dead. There is no way he can get up from that.
[DI sensing victory rolls Burke back into the ring. He then slides in himself and goes for the cover. 1………..2………NO!!! Burke just got the shoulder up.]
[DI picks Burke up and is looking to plant him with a power bomb. He raises him up and out of nowhere Burke slides down his back and curls him up with a sunset flip 1……2.NO!]
Eddie: That ending would’ve sucked.
Rick: Both men giving it their all in this one. Both trying to advance to the next round of the tournament.
[DI is up and so is Burke. DI takes a swing and Burke ducks out of the way, and then Burke starts to connect with a flury of kicks to the legs, gut, stomach and chest areas of DI. DI is stunned and can’t fight back. DI is out on his feet, Burke jumps up and grabs DI by the neck and spins him around and connects with a huge tornado ddt. DI is down and Burke climbs up to the top rope. He goes for a 450 splash and connects…1……..2…….NO!]
[The crowd Oooh’s.]
Rick: What a close call there. I thought this match was over.”
[Burke gets to his feet and pulls DI up. Burke goes for a rana but he’s caught. DI begins to run across the ring and nails a huge running power bomb on Burke.]
Eddie: He folded him up like an accordion with that move. Burke isn’t moving.
[DI drapes his left arm across the body of Burke. 1……..2……..3NO!! Burke just got his shoulder up. DI can’t believe it and picks Burke up and sets him up for another power bomb. He lifts him up, but Burke slips out of it and turns the attempt into a face buster!!]
Rick: What a counter by Burke.
Eddie: Did you see Dark’s head nit the canvas???
Rick: I sure did.
[Burke then goes over to the head of DI and slaps on a dragon sleeper in the middle of the ring.]
Rick: It’s locked on, the dragon sleeper in the middle of the ring.
Eddie: This could be it. He’s too far away from the ropes.
[The fans in attendance watch with anticipation as DI seems to be fading. But with a burst of strength DI slowly starts to turn it around. He gets to his knees, then his feet.]
Rick: Burke is still holding onto the sleeper. He won’t let it go!
[DI reaches back and pulls Burke forward over his shoulder. He moves him into the center and then hits Burke with a spinning tombstone piledriver.]
Eddie: “What a counter by Dark.”
Rick: Both men are down, both men are in pain.
[1……..2………..3………4…Burke’s up…..5…..Dark’s up.]
[Burke runs full steam ahead and is met with a kick to the gut. DI then grabs Burke’s arm in a hammerlock/ chickenwing position. DI then grabs his head and executes a falling reverse ddt with Burke’s arm still behind him.]
Rick: What innovation by Dark. He goes for the cover.
(Is it....1………2………….3!!NO!!!!!!!]
Eddie: How in the hell did Adam Burke kick out of that? That’s insane.
[DI shakes his head in disbelief. He picks Burke up and stands him still in the middle of the ring. DI holds him and then nails him with a huge standing clothesline. Burke it out cold. But DI choses to stare into the crowd for an excessive amount of time. He finally decides to go for the cover 1……..2………..NO!! Burke still in this match.]
[DI reaches down to pick Burke up. He whips him into the ropes and attempts a big boot, but Burke slides away from it and springs up to the top rope. DI turns around and it met with a flying spinning heel kick to the head!]
[Huge crowd pop.]
[Burke slides out of the ring and grabs a metal folding chair from the time keeper. He returns into the ring and holds the chair above his head about to hit DI with it.]
Rick: Not a smart move here. He might get himself disqualified.
[DI is up and burke is about to swing but the ref grabs the chair from him. Burke turns around to see what’s going on and his shoved from behind by DI into the referee.]
Eddie: Oh no the referee is down. Now it’s pay back time. DI is in control and he has the chair.
[A Dazed Burke turns around and is grabbed by DI and is hit with “The fatal blow” A huge delayed power bomb right onto the chair.]
[Crowd Ooh’s.]
Eddie: Told you! This match is over now!
Rick: But there’s no referee.
[DI goes for the cover and slaps his hand on the mat 1…….2………3 but it’s not official. There is no ref to make the count. DI goes over and tries to wake up the ref. He’s shaking the ref and after that attempt fails he walks back over to Burke who still hasn’t moved. DI decides to inflict some more punishment and he picks him up.]
[Burke is still on his knees as DI reaches down and grabs the chair about to swing it. As he raises it to Burke, Burke wisely connects with a low blow that stuns the big man. Burke gets to his feet on his own and DI swings at him once more but misses.]
[Burkes runs off the near ropes towards DI who swings the chair for a third time but misses this time. Burke Comes off of the far ropes and as DI turns around Burke connects with the Tiger’s claw into the steel chair which connects with the skull of DI.]
[A Sickening THUD!!]
Rick: OH my god!! Did you hear that THUD!?
Eddie: Take a look at that chair. Look at the size of that huge dent.
[DI is out cold. Burke falls on top of him and the ref slowly makes his way over for the count. 1………2………..3!!!!]
[Ding Ding Ding.]
Rick: It wasn’t the cleanest of wins, but both men used the chair to their advantage in this one.
[Burke continues to celebrate as DI finally comes around. He creeps up behind Burke and clotheslines him down. The fans in the arena begin to boo as DI picks Burke up and hits him with a huge gutwrench power bomb onto the metal folding chair.]
[The big Man then sets Burke up near the corner and comes off of the second rope with a huge senton splash that knocks the wind completely out of Burke.]
Eddie: I wouldn’t want to mess around with this guy. He didn’t take the loss too well and now Burke had to pay the price.
Rick: He sure did. This Dark Icon is a force, let me tell ya.
[Officials from the back all run out to prevent the carnage from going any further.]
Eddie: Burke would probably trade the win for not getting his ass kicked. Well, maybe not... OK, he wouldn't.
Rick: Either way, Adam Burke does advance into the tournament, already including Seth Christopher, Evan Hurley, and Besolve and Knight, who will battle in our main event, later on.
(***"Are You Gonna Go My Way" by Lenny Kravitz begins playing over the PA and the lights go out, the Boos are almost louder than the music.)
Eddie: GO AWAY BUZZ!
Rick: He's not here yet.
(After a couple of seconds a spotlight comes on at the entranceway. Buzz Tyler steps into the spotlight and the Boos are deafening. He slowly makes his way to the ring, stopping to jaw at some fans on the way. The spotlight follows him the whole way to the ring and when he gets into the ring and grabs the mic the house lights come back on. He readies to speak but is rudely interrupted by chants of "Go Away Buzz")
Buzz: Would you people please shut the hell up? I mean seriously, show me a little bit of respect.
(BOO)
Buzz: You may think that you have seen Buzz Tyler at the lowest point of his career.
(Yey!!!)
Buzz: But soon I am going to show all of you people what exactly Buzz Tyler is all about and that is overcoming adversity and kicking ass.
(BOO)
Buzz: I will admit something to you all...last week on Rush, I lost.
(Yey!!!)
Buzz: But what you people are too stupid to understand is that Buzz Tyler was cheated.
(BOO)
Buzz: Like I really care what you all think, you ignorant people of Ontario.
(BOO)
Buzz: I mean seriously, what do you ignorant Canadians know about wrestling?
(Go Away Buzz, Go Away Buzz)
Buzz: You know what? I will not go away, and all of you people can kiss my ass.
(BOO)
Buzz: I will tell you people this, Buzz Tyler may be down, but he's not out and he will still have an impact on that IWA Heavyweight Title Tournament whether he likes it or not. I want to give Mike Vincent one week to realize that Buzz Tyler deserves an automatic spot in the IWA Title Tournament and that if I don't get that spot then I am going to raise all kinds of hell. Because no matter what all of you ignorant people say, I am Buzz Tyler and I am "The Elite" of the IWA and I will always be Better than the Best.
(BOO)
Buzz: I hate you people.
Eddie: It goes both ways.
(Go Away Buzz chants echo throughout the arena as Buzz Tyler exits the ring and walks towards the back.)
Eddie: Well that was fun.
Rick: Yes, yes. Anyway, we gotta move on with the show.
Eddie:Indeed. Up next, hardcore sex!
Rick: Damnit, Eddie! Sorry fans, there will be NO hardcore sex on this show, or on this station. Eddie, how did Vincent not fire your ass yet? Really though, you're not smart, you know little about the wrestling world, despite being surrounded by wrestling for years, and you are more annoying that my mother-in-law!
Eddie: Hey! Leave Suzy outta this! She's a nice girl!
Rick: Mr. Vincent, I say now that if you fire this man, I will gladly take a 50% pay cut.
Eddie: Hehe. He won't fire me. Not with my ass kissing skills.
Rick: ... Roll the clip.
(We go back to last week's Rush, specifically the Cruiserweight match. We get a replay of the huge 3-man simultaneous top-rope attack on Jim Dalton, by Blade, Saunders, and Logan. Then, Logan pins Dalton. Fast-forward to later in the match, to Dalton nailing Logan with a chair, followed by a Dalton Splash onto Logan, with the chair lying on him, effectively costing Logan the match. We return now.)
(The lights dim. "What's this Life For" by Creed hits the speakers and the fans cheer! Out pops Logan, and the cheers only grow louder. Logan's long dark hair covers parts of his face, but we know he's focussed. His trenchcoat drags against the ground as he makes his way to the ring. Logan pays little attention to the cheering crowd. He has other things on his mind.)
Rick: Eddie, this might get ugly.
Eddie: The way I like it!
Rick: I know. I've seen your girlfriend.
Eddie: I'm gonna kill you!
(Logan slides in the ring and removes his coat. He stretches. Then, "Superstar" hits. What begin as cheers last week, has now turned into vocal boos. "The Dragon" steps out, seemingly enjoying the crowds dislike. Dalton slowly walks to the ring, jawing at fan after fan. Meanwhile, Logan stares a hole right through him. Once Dalton reaches ringside, he peaks over to Logan, a smile on his face. Then, he jaws out another fan.)
Rick: The anger has got to be growing inside Logan.
(Suddenly, Logan sprints and leaps over the rope with a suicide dive! It catches Dalton off guard, and he slams hard against the ground. Logan starts frantically nailing Dalton with right hands to the head! Shot after shot after shot... he will not stop!)
Eddie: He's destroying Dalton! This has already gotten ugly!
Rick: Logan is irrate!
(Finally, fatigue sets in, and Logan must refrain from the punching. He grabs a chair and returns to Dalton, who has apparently been cut from the onslaught. Logan swings, but the ref pulls the chair out of his hands!)
Eddie: Ah! Don't do that!
(Logan pulls the chair from the ref, and violently shoves him aside. He turns around and Dalton catches him with a right hand! Dalton tackles him to the ground and the two men begin rolling around, each feeding shots to the other!)
Rick: This is just violent. There is hatred here, let me tell ya.
(Two officials come running down the aisle. Shortly after, Nailz, Mr. Vincent's bodyguard comes down. The huge man tries to seperate the two. With the help of the officials, he is capable.)
Rick: Finally some order.
Eddie: Not quite!
(Logan and Dalton both escape the clutches of the officials and again go at it, while the fans love every second! The two begin brawling up the ramp. Nailz and the officials decide to let them go at, much to the fans delight.)
Rick: They're lettin' 'em go!
Eddie: They'll be killed if they try. What can they do?
(Dalton and Logan brawl all the way to the back, both men seemingly bloodied by the exchange.)
Rick: We gotta take a break! We'll stay with this!
Rick: Welcome back! Here's what happened during the break.
(Cut backstage. We see Dalton and Logan brawling in the halls of the Copps Coliseum. They are juicin' like fresh picked oranges at this point. The officials can't do very much. Suddenly, a third party comes running in. It's Byron Tanis! The fans react about as mixed as you're gonna get. Tanis has a pair of brass knuckles. He spins Logan around, and clocks him! Fans boo! Tanis picks up Logan, and powerbombs him through the snack table a few feet away! Donuts and coffee fly everywhere. Logan lies motionless. Dalton has a smile on his bloodied face.)
Dalton: Thanks, Byron! This guy is nuts.
(Tanis looks at Dalton. He is expressionless. Then, he walks away. Dalton doesn't know what to make of it. Cut to ringside.)
Eddie: What has gotten in to Tanis? What's his motivation for this?
Rick: Who knows. Dalton sure doesn't. Maybe last week's lost, combined with his elimination from the Thesz tournament, has really gotten to him.
Eddie: Well, whatever it is, Logan is worse for wear now.
Rick: OK, It's time for our first tag team matchup since our return.
Eddie: I wish we could get a division up and running.
Rick: Vince is working on that.
Eddie: MR. VINCENT, you mean.
Rick: Go to hell.
("Lay Low" hits the PA. Out steps the ever lovable Gary Brown, and Blade. They are booed. Because they aren't lovable. I was lying.)
Eddie: These two coming off a pretty successful debut last week. Brown defeated former NeWA champ, Apollo. While Blade managed to be the last one pinned in the Cruisreweight match.
Rick: But to him, that wasn't good. Now they gotta shift gears in this tag match.
(NAC hops into the ring, and do a little pose. Blade with his arms extended horizontally, and Brown behind him, arms in the air. Then, "It Feels Good" plays. The crowd doesn't know how to react as the 6'3" Antoine Murrain and the 6'2" Anthony Cosgrove steps out. They's be lookin' spiffy in their matching attires.)
Rick: Not sure about these two. I heard they can go. A win here would certainly be a fitting way to make a name.
(The bell sounds. Murrain and Brown are in the ring. They are about to lock up, but Brown kicks him in the midsection. Whip into the ropes, Murrain ducks a clothesline. He bounces off the ropes and leaps into a flying clothesline, taking down Brown. He's back up, and hits a few forearms to the head. Murrain follows with kicks in the legs, taking Brown to his knees. He goes for a martial art type kick to the head, but Brown catches the leg and throws him down. Brown now attacks Murrain, but Antoine rakes the face. He tags in Cosgrove, who immediately goes to work with a half-nelson. Brown with a mule kick escapes.)
Rick: Both of these teams like it dirty. This should be interesting.
(Blade is tagged in. He leaps off the top rope connecting with a missile dropkick. The cover, 1 ............ 2.......... kick out from Cosgrove. Blade whips Anthony, but he's overpowered and shot hard into the corner. Blade props out into a dropkick, sending him right back in the corner. Blade stumbles out again and into a T-bone suplex. Cosgrove with a tag back to his partner. Murrain is in and applies an arm bar. Blade reverses it with a front flip, and an armdrag takedown brings Murrain to the mat. Blade quickens the pace, leaping off the ropes and executing a perfect sunset flip for a count, 1........................2..................... not yet. Blade drops Murrain with an unprettier and tags in Brown.)
Eddie: You know what? I don't like Gary Brown.
Rick: Why's that?
Eddie: It's just one of those things, Rick.
(Brown clotheslines Murrain, keeping him out of the corner. He whips him into the ropes, and a back-body drop takes him down. Brown reaches into his submission bag and pulls out a figure-four!)
Rick: I love this move!
(The ref checks Murrain, but he holds out. But not for long, as Cosgrove is in the ring, breaking it up. That prompts Blade to leap onto the top rope. He jumps off, but Anthony powerslams him down! Cosgrove rolls Blade out of the ring, and they begin to double-team Brown with hard rights. The ref forces Cosgrove out, but Murrain tags him back in. Murrain execute's a wheelbarrow suplex, while Cosgrove leaps off the top rope with a big leapfrog! It connects. He covers, ONE......................TWO...................)
Rick: Kickout at two.
(Cosgrove waits for Brown to rise to his feet, and applies a hammer lock. He turns it into a sweet belly-to-back suplex. Cosgrove again stares at Brown, while he struggles back up. He goes for a lariat, but Brown out of nowhere hits a spinebuster! Brown tags in Blade and falls to the ground. Blade with the quickness, hits several rapidfire rights, then springboards off of the ropes with an elbow. He runs into the ropes and hits an Asai moonsault! Blade with a cover!)
(1..................2...................No!)
(Blade argues with the ref, and turns around to a low blow.)
Eddie: Maybe we should ban that. That really hurts.
Rick: No kidding.
(Cosgrove drops Blade with a swinging neckbreaker. He allows Blade to get back up, and stuns him with a jawbreaker. Cosgrove now sends Blade to the outside with a clothesline. Cosgrove ties up the ref, as Murrain works in some free shots outside.)
Eddie: That's what I like to see.
Rick: Brown won't let this happen!
(Rick is right. Brown comes running into view weidling a chair. He chases away Murrain, then turns around to get a devastating kick to the head, through the chair. Brown is out!)
Rick: Ouch!
Eddie: I love it!
(Murrain rolls Blade in. Cosgrove picks him up, as Murrain sits on the top rope. Blade is placed in his arms, and BAM! Powerbombed down! The crowd felt that shot!)
Eddie: OH, the horror! The beautiful horror!
(Cosgrove climbs up to the other turnbuckle. Both men standing tall on opposite sides, then leap off! They connect will two big headbutts! Murrain covers!)
(ONE! TWO! THREE!)
Eddie: Great debut for Paradox! That's what ya do to people like Brown!
Rick: Seriously, what did he do to you?
Rick: Anyway, Paradox looked great tonight. As for the North American Connection, well, they need to work more as a team to be successful as a team.
Eddie: I'm thirsty. Where's the Mountain Dew?
Rick: Alright, we're back, and it's time for the next match. It's a.... what the hell does this say? Is that a misprint?
Eddie: No, Rick! It's the first ever, "Winner Wins Match"!
Rick: .... I see.
Eddie: The rules are simple. The winner, is declared the winner, thus, wins.
Rick: .... OK.
Eddie: I'm particularly psyched myself, Rick.
Rick: ... That's... good.
(Camera cut's to the noise and you hear “I’m not that one that’s so far away when I feel the snake bite enter my veins, never did I wanna be here again and I don’t remember why I came.” (Drum Beat) A few seconds later (Guitars)” “Voodoo” By Godsmack plays threwout the arena, a few minutes later you hear “Handles raised by desire, why I am so far away?!!? No more meaning to my life, no more reason to stay.” “Frezzin, Feelin, Breathin, Breathin, I AM COMING BACK AGAIN!” “I’m not that one that’s so far away when I feel the snake bite enter my veins, never did I wanna be here again and I don’t remember why I came.” Then the Wizard comes out from the back and the crowd goes crazy.)
Rick: Sure they do.
(The Wizard slowly makes his was down to the ring. He then walks up the steps and gets onto the side of the ring raises both arms into the air and green pyro shoots up into the air. Wizard then ducks under the ropes and you hear “Voodoo, Voodoo, Voodoo, Voodoo over and over again along with I’m not the one that’s so far away!” Wizard then gets onto the upper right turnbuckle and puts both arms in the air.)
Rick: That was fun.
Eddie: There's only one Wizard!
(Then, Reid Mason comes to the ring. No one cares.)
Rick: He didn't roleplay again.
Eddie: Stop saying that!
(The bell sounds. Before they begin, The Wizard makes a giant "W" with his two hands, by touching thumbs. Some fans also do the "W" followed by laughter.)
Eddie: Who da man, Rick?
Rick:: Uh. Who?
Eddie: Wizard!
(Mason is confused by The Wizard. Suddenly, The Wizard attacks. A right hand rattles the 3-lined wonder known as "Mase." Then, a series of kicks to the stomach, legs and chest. Then, The Wizard whips Mason into the ropes, but Mase trips and falls! The Wizard capitalizes with quick senton splash, but it misses. Both men get up with their backs to each other. They can't find each other.)
Eddie: Where'd he go? Where'd he go?
(Finally, both men turn around and are startled by the other. They take a second to calm down, and The Wizard hits a European uppercut and a clothesline to send him out of the ring. The Wizard follows up with another two-handed "W"!)
Eddie: WOOO!
Rick: You're havin' fun, aren't ya?
Eddie: Darn tootin'! This is a special match. A historic match! The first ever, "Winner Wins Match".
(Mason comes back in, and he has a weapon! It's a chain!)
Eddie: Uh oh! And here's when it gets brutal.
Rick: If he uses that against his opponent, that will certainly be a DQ. What's he doing?
(The Wizard stands back as Mason swings the chain around and around, screaming at the top of his lungs. But, as he swings it, it gets caught and wraps around his neck! Mason tries desperately to remove the chain, but instead, he stumbles and falls out of the ring again!)
Rick: Hehe. That's good stuff.
(The Wizard scratches his head as Mase rolls around on the floor is desperation. Eventually, The Wizard decides to exit the ring. He grabs Mason by the tangled chain and hurls him into the steel steps.)
Eddie: Ha! I'm lovin' this!
(The Wizard does another "W"!)
Eddie: WOOO!
(Then, he throws Mase back in the ring. The chain still firmly around his neck, Mason bounces off each set of ropes repeatedly, in hopes that... well, who knows why. Then, The Wizard drops him fierce brainbuster! But, the chain somehow flung him in the eye and he's down!)
Eddie: This is turning into quite the match. These two are impressing me with every tactical maneuver.
(The Wizard climbs to his feet, tapping his eye to get it to work again. Mason is back up, but isn't too sturdy. The Wizard, now seeing properly, starts making weird motions with his hand, then he screams...)
The Wizard: ABRACADABRA!
(Nothing happens.)
Rick: I'm confused.
Eddie: As am I, Rick. As am I.
(The Wizard is also confused. He shrugs, then drops Mason with a swinging Diamoncutter, known as the Fatal Drop. He pins, 1.........................2...........................3!)
Eddie: He did it! The Wizard wins the Winner Wins match! He's the Winner! He wins! WOOOOO!
Eddie: What an epic this was. Just beautiful.
Rick: I'm just befuddled how Mason got a match on two consecutive shows.
Eddie: Yes, that is a bit boggling, isn't it? Never the less, this is about The Wizard and his big win.
(The Wizard exits the ring after his celebration, and runs up the aisle doing the "W" thing with his hands. In the ring, officials try to help Mason out of his chains.)
Rick: Welcome back, Rush fans!
Eddie: Wait a second. What if they aren't Rush fans? You can't just assume things like that, Rick.
Rick: If they aren't fans, why are they watching?
Eddie: Maybe the batteries fell out of the remote, and the TV just happened to be on TSN before the show, because they were watching Sportsdesk!
Rick: Well, it doesn't matter. They will become fans in that case. Sportsdesk is a good show, by the way.
Eddie: Yes, yes it is. TSN is good. I like TSN. Money is good.
Rick: Moving on, we have an amazing match for you ladies and gentlemen, we have a great young talent in Zulias taking on a true NeWA legend "The World's Original" Boog-Man!
Eddie: I wonder if that's true?
Rick: You wonder if what's true?
Eddie: If he actually is the world's original Boog-Man, I bet there was one before him.
Rick: You truly are an idiot.
Eddie: Hey, music!
(With that "Unforgiven" by Apocolyptica erupts through the arena's PA system and Zulias makes his entrance. Zulias is greeted by an onslaught of boos from the crowd; he smiles, shrugs it off, and makes his way to the ring.)
Rick: And here he comes, the one and only.
(Shortstop by Steve Tyler cranks from the loud speakers and "The World's Original" Boog-Man enters the arena. Boog is met with a huge "Boog Rules!" chant from the Canadian crowd.)
Rick: This one is about to get started ladies and gents.
(As Boog steps through the ropes, Zulias wastes no time getting the first plow in with a double fist to the back of Boog.)
Eddie: Nice!
Rick: How so Eddie?
Eddie: Well . . . he hit him . . . that's good right?
Rick: Good lord your stupid.
(Boog lifts himself of the map and quickly grabs hold of Zulias's leg, dropping him to the mat.)
Rick: Boog-Man has Zulias is a Half Boston Crab; pain is imbedded on the face of Zulias!
Eddie: Well I wouldn't say IMBEDDED, pain might have grazed his face in passing, but imbedded, come on Rick.
Rick: Shut up.
Eddie: But . . .
Rick: No, shut up.
Eddie: I was . . .
Rick: O why do you not shut up?
(Zulias, with teeth clenched tight, reaches around and grabs the foot of Boog-Man causing him to release the hold.)
Rick: Reversal by Zulias, very good showing by this former NeWA Television Champ.
Eddie: Wow, could Zulias pull this out and beat The Boog-Man . . . find out next time!
Rick: . . . . . . what?
Eddie: Like Batman . . . you know.
(Eddie begins singing the theme song of the Batman TV show.)
Rick: Dear god can we just call the match please?
(Boog-Man quickly rises off the mat and gets Zulias in a headlock, and quickly running forward.)
Eddie: Bull Dog on Zulias!
Rick: Can't keep a good Boog down I guess.
(With Zulias down Boog climbs the turnbuckle as the crowd starts to chant "EOA". Boog flies off the turnbuckle and drives his elbow into Zulias's chest.)
Eddie: Elbow of Annihilation from Boog-Man!
Rick: Zulias is out this is over, done!
(Boog-Man starts to play to the crowd; the crowd begins a "Boog Rules!" chant once more. With Boog distracted Zulias rolls out side to the arena floor, at that moment we see a figure running down the ramp.)
Rick: Holy hell its Byron Tanis! What's he up to?
Eddie: O, this is getting good.
(Tanis reaches ringside and grabs Zulias, who has just reached his feet, and plants him with a DDT onto the hard arena floor. The crowd cheers this unexpected happening. The ref, distracted by Boog's excitement, sees nothing. Tanis throws Zulias in the ring. Boog stares at Tanis.)
Rick: What is Tanis doing? We know Zulias and Tanis don't like each other... but really? Boog don't know whats going on.
(Boog shakes his head and returns to the match. He springboards and nails the EOA! The cover!)
(1......................................2.....................................3!)
Eddie: Uh oh.
(Just as Boog gets up he turns around. And there stands Tanis, chair in hand.)
(THWACK!)
Rick: Tanis just planted Boog!
(The crowd now booing Tanis once again. Tanis pays no attention whatsoever. He rolls out of the ring and walks to the back without a trace of a motive.)
Eddie: What in the hell?
Rick: I don't know, Eddie.
(Scene opens up into a room with a nice leather couch and some fake plants and a TV. Buzz Tyler is sitting on the couch with a cell phone up to his ear. He has a pissed off look on his face:)
Buzz: C'mon, so I had an off night, sue me.
(Pause, while whoever is on the other end of the phone responds)
Buzz: Well, we'll just see about that. I deserve another chance because I am Buzz Tyler and if you don't realize that I am the best damn wrestler you have then I will just have to take matter into my own hands.
(Pause, Buzz makes a face and goes "Blah, Blah-Blah, Blah-Blah")
Buzz: You'll be sorry, Mike, you really will.
(Buzz hangs up the phone and the scene cuts.)
(We return to a shot of Darrel Besolve, just arriving. He is with Alexis and Teddy Valentine. The crowd pops.)
Eddie: He's late, fire him!
(Now, a shot of Adam Knight, in his locker room, stretching. Another crowd pop.)
Eddie: He's on time, fire him!
Rick: I'm looking forward to that match later on in our main event. Should be something.
Eddie: I must agree. Yes, yes I must.
Rick: And now for another IWA Heavyweight title qualifying match, “The Wright Stuff” Jason Wright vs. Reno.
Eddie: I was in Reno once.
Rick: That’s it?
Eddie: Yeah…I’m out of material man; wake me up when the match starts.
(Eddie sets his head down on the announcer’s table and goes to sleep, Rick is about to say something, but just shakes his head.)
Rick: First up Jason Wright.
(I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred blares over the PA as “The Wright Stuff” makes his way down the ramp to some scattered cheers and claps. He rolls under the ropes, showboats to the crowd, and awaits Reno in his corner.)
Eddie: Eddie-sense…tingling.
Rick: Welcome back, decided to your job after all?
Eddie: Not on purpose believe you me.
Rick: Well that’s good to know.
Eddie: Look at this guy; I think I’m getting too sexy for my lunch.
Rick: You should have realized that years ago.
Eddie: What’s that supposed to mean?
Rick: And now his opponent, Reno!
Eddie: Hey don’t you…
("Bodies" by Drowning Pool fills the arena to some cheers as the man known as Reno makes his way down the ramp, the fans get louder as Jenna appears and makes her way to the ring, accompanying Reno. Reno leapfrogs over the tope rope, and seems ready for his match.)
Rick: We’ve seen Reno before as former IWF Tag Champ, and in the MWL, let’s see how Jason Wright holds up.
(The bell rings and both men begin to circle in the ring. Jason Wright gets the first grapple on Reno, and hits a snap suplex on Reno.)
Rick: This match underway, Reno shoots right back up, and Irish whips Jason off of the ropes, Wright bouncing back as Reno puts his head down for a… Oh, Wright kicks him in the face, stands him up, and nails him with a standing clothesline.
Eddie: He’s too sexy to wrestle.
(Reno slowly gets up, and nails Wright with a low blow. Wright is down, but the ref starts to argue with Reno, and threatens him with a DQ. While they are going at it, Wright gets up, bounces off the ropes, and hits a two-handed face plant on Reno.)
Eddie: Hey, that’s what I like to see.
Rick: C’mon, he wasn’t even looking.
Eddie: Reno hit him in the crotch, that’s an injustice beyond the capability of being described in mere words.
Rick: Well you are right on that one.
Eddie: Did we just agree?
(The two stare blankly for a moment.)
Eddie: You suck Rick.
Rick: Thanks, we needed that.
(Wright picks up Reno, and sets him on top of the turnbuckle. Reno is wobbly, and Wright nails a devastating Super Neck Breaker.)
Rick: Wright has been in control of this match from the beginning, he walks over to Reno, hits an elbow drop, and goes for the pin.
Eddie: The ref starts the count, 1.....................2.........................3! No! Reno just barely kicked out of that one.
Rick: Reno showing some resolve tonight, that drop looked awfully painful.
Eddie: Bah I say, Bah.
(Wright picking up Reno, and whips him into the ropes, Reno bounces off, and leapfrogs over Jason Wright. He bounces off again, and nails a jump spinning DDT.)
Rick: Great comeback by Reno, he picks Jason up, whips him into the turnbuckle, Acid Drop…The Last Rites!
Eddie: Jason Wright hits the mat hard, and Reno goes for the pin, 1...................2................. kick out.
(Reno waits for Wright to climb to his feet. Reno reels back and hits a superkick! On the ref!)
Rick: Wright ducked!
Eddie: Ha! Stupid ref!
Rick: Eddie, guess what?
(Before he can answer, the crowd begins chanting "GO AWAY BUZZ!")
Eddie: Oh dear God.
(Buzz Tyler is down. He quickly grabs the ringbell and slides in the ring. Reno turns around... BAM! And I mean bam! Wright turns around.... another BAM!)
Eddie: I hate him. He even smells funny. And not haha funny, either.
(Buzz drops out of the ring. He is angry. Quite angry, indeed. Buzz heads up the ramp. The ref comes to and begins counting as he sees the dead people. Well, they look dead.)
Rick: They best get up.
(3..............................4..................................5.............................)
Eddie: They's ain't movin', Rick.
(SIX! SEVEN!)
Rick: Uh...
Crowd: EIGHT!
(NINE! TEN!)
Eddie: Damn that Buzz. Honestly, why does he come out? No one likes him. His mother... hates him to death. Tried to kill him with a pitchfork when he was 16.
Rick: Heheheh. Well, it looks like Buzz just eliminated both Jason Wright and Reno from IWA title contention.
Eddie: I'll kick him good.
Rick: You do that. Meanwhile, we're heading to break.
Eddie: ... So I says to Mabel, I says...
Rick: Welcome back!
Eddie: No. I told him to fu...
Rick: WELCOME BACK FANS!
Eddie: Oh. Hehe.
Rick: Up next, we have what should be an excellent show of talent. We have the new Cruiserweight champ, Matt Saunders, pinned up against Chris Fury, who claims to be the TRUE champion.
Eddie: Well, he never really lost the belt, did he?
Rick: No he didn't.
(We get a replay of last weeks match. We see Saunders nailing his "Agony of Defeat" onto Blade, and then the cover. This is followed by a shot of later on, when Chris Fury attacked Saunders. We cut back to the ring.)
(Suddenly the house lights in the arena dim, and the entrance area and ring are lit with red spotlights. A red number eight appears on the video screen and a robotic sounding voice calls it out. Numbers begin to countdown on the screen as the voice announces them.)
8, 7, 6, 6, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 , 1.....
(Suddenly flames of pyro explode from the entrance area and Slipknot's "Heretic Anthem" explodes over the P.A. system.)
Rick: Yikes!
(The arena is lit up by flashing red strobe lights. Chris Fury steps out from the curtain and into the arena to a mixed reaction, favoring boos, from the fans. He is wearing a pair of wideleg black pants and a black "Cold" shirt.)
Eddie: Heerrreeesss Fury!!!!
(Fury slowly makes his way down the aisle to ringside with a focused look in his eyes.)
Eddie: Fury looks like he's all about business tonight!
Rick: He has to be. Saunders was impressive last week.
(Fury slides under the bottom rope and enters the ring.)
Rick: And with news of the HCWF's problems, we might see a more intense version of "Showtime" tonight.
(The lights in the arena suddenly dim down to darkness.)
[Boom.]
[Boom.]
[Boom.]
[A White pyro begins to ignite at the top of the stage area. Just as it is starting, the sounds of "Shook Ones" by Mobb Deep begin to play throughout the arena.]
# Word up son, word
[Boom.]
# Check it out now.
[The music continues to play as making his way out from the back is one Matt "Showtime" Saunders. Once he stands alone on top of the stage with the large display of fireworks going off behind him the crowd begins to pop for him.]
#I got you stuck off the realness
# The mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
[Saunders begins to nod his head to the beat of the song and walks towards the right with the IWA Cruiserweight title around his waist. He enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckle to a face pop from the crowd.]
(The bell sounds.)
Rick: Here we go!
(We start with Fury extending his hand, a sign of respect. Saunders naturally hesitates. He looks at the crowd for assistance, and they clearly don't trust Fury.)
Eddie: I wouldn't do that.
(But, he does. They shake. They release.)
Eddie: Oh. OK.
(Now, the two men circle each other before locking up. Saunders with a top-wristlock, but a smooth kick to the chest forces a release. Fury bounces off the ropes and collides with Saunders. "Showtime" goes time. He rolls out of an elbow drop, and meets Fury back to his feet. He tries a left kick, but it's caught. An enzigurri takes Fury down hard. A quick cover, 1.......... not even two. Saunders brings Fury up, and applies a full-nelson. Fury exits quickly, by backing Saunders into the corner and taking the breath out of him. He turns around and hits a hard shoulderblock, followed by another one, and another quick one. Now, he stomps a mudhole in Saunders, but makes the mistake of not walking it dry, as he smiles for the fans instead. Saunders bounces up and lariats his opponent down, to a pop from the crowd.)
Rick: It's interesting to see the fans taking a liking to Saunders this quickly.
Eddie: They know talent. He is the HCWF Heavyweight champ, ya know.
Rick: And of course, the IWA Cruiserweight champ. But, don't forget about Fury. I mean, he looks really impressive. He seems to have gotten considerably better since last year. But, it's very early, and I could be wrong.
(Saunders whips Fury into the ropes. He comes back and into a smooth dropkick. Saunders drops down and digs his knee into the back of Fury's neck. He grabs Fury's arm and pulls back.)
Rick: A variation of an armbar, showing Saunders strategy to keep the daredevil grounded.
Eddie: He's done his research.
(Chris Fury reaches back, grabbing Saunders' leg. But he can't make anything out of it. Instead he tries to power his way out. Fury manages to get to his knees, then flips over into a pin! .....1.......................2................. Saunders kicks out. "Showtime" and Fury are back up. Saunders takes Fury and goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Fury uses the momentum to reverse it, and plant him with his own neckbreaker!)
Eddie: Nice counter.
Rick: It looks like Fury's going up top.
(He is indeed. Fury is perched, waiting for Saunders to rise. Then, he leaps off and catches Saunders with a top rope hurricanrana!)
Rick: Beautiful execution! Impressive, for sure.
(That got a pop from the crowd, and encourages Fury to mutter something about being the best Cruiserweight champ. That, receives boos, and Fury laughs. Now, he goes for the cover, 1.............2............... kickout.)
Rick: He wasted too much time. He's gonna have to stay focussed on Saunders to get the title back.
(Fury pulls Saunders back up. He hits an Atomic drop, rocking the champ. Then, applies a bearhug.)
Rick: Unusual offense from Fury. But hey, whatever works.
(Saunders is cringing from the pain. The crowd tries to rally behind Saunders. That gives him a gust of energy, as he nails Fury in the head. But Fury puts an end to his efforts, shaking him around a bit. Saunders droops his head in fatigue, but comes right back with another shot to the head, then another. Fury is reeling now, but ends Saunders' attempts with a nice overhead belly-to-belly. Fury wastes no time, whipping Saunders in the corner. He charges, and plants a firm elbow. Fury sits the champ on the top rope. He takes a bit of a run, springboards off the second rope and dropkicks Saunders! "Showtime" falls backwards, hanging from the top rope. Fury reaches around the ringpost and chokes Saunders. 1.....2.....3.....4.... he releases the hold. Again, he chokes Saunders. 1....2.....3....4..... he releases the hold.)
Rick: I think Fury realizes he can't hold anything back. Saunders isn't a pushover.
(Fury rolls out of the ring. Saunders, still hanging from the ropes to the outside, takes a series of hard rights from the challenger. Fury now grabs a folding chair. And, of course, he folds it up.)
Eddie: Oooh... I'm gettin' giddy here...
(Fury smacks the chair on the ringsteps to make sure everyone is paying attention. He swings at Saunders head! Saunders raises up, and avoids a devastating collision. He falls into the ring, and Fury follows after throwing the chair down. Saunders takes him down with a drop-toe-hold. He immediately ties him up with a half-crab!)
Eddie: He's using Tanis' move! You can't do that!
(Fury hurries to the ropes before Saunders can't apply the devastating hold, known to the IWA as the Hawk's Talon. The ref forces the break, and the two competitors climb to their feet, Saunders first. Fury turns around and is planted with a running clothesline. Fury bounces back to his feet, almost automatically, and walks right into a Tiger suplex! Saunders holds for a pin! ONE!)
(TWO!)
Rick: TH... no!
(Fury springs out. Saunders now the one wasting no time as he climbs to the second rope. He leaps off with a corkscrew elbow, and connects! Saunders hooks the legs, 1................2.................)
(Kickout.)
("Showtime" smacks the mat, a little frustrated it seems. He pulls up his opponent, but Fury turns the tides with a blatant low blow! The ref lets it go, seeing how it is now a common move in wrestling. Now, Fury headbutt and a backbreaker to once again ground the champ. Fury however, doesn't throw him down. Instead, he holds him on his knee, and applies pressure to the chest and legs, folding him in what must be an uncomfortable situation for Saunders.)
Eddie: I hate to admit it, but Fury is looking real good tonight. He might pull this off.
Rick: He wasn't the cruiserweight champ for nothing, Eddie. But you're right, he looks better than I've ever seen, working Saunders' magic against him.
(After a short amount of time, Fury gives up on the hold and tosses him to the ground. He once again goes to the toprope for another high risk maneuver. Facing the crowd, he leaps back in very graceful moonsault! He hits Saunders right on the money! Fury hooks the legs!)
Rick: What a moonsault! This is gotta be it!
(ONE!)
(TWO!)
THR... kick out! Much to the fans disbelief, and liking.)
Eddie: Holy clothespins, Batman! That was close!
(Fury is upset, and can't help but jaw at the ref a bit. He takes Saunders up and whips him, but it's reverses, then reversed again. Saunders is in the ropes and Fury charges with a clothesline! The momentum takes both men to the outside! After a few seconds, they get to their feet. Saunders ducks a right hand, and takes hold with a waistlock. He screams, and so does the crowd. Then, he drops Fury with a German suplex on the thinly patted mats! Saunders grabs Fury by the hair and pulls him to the ringsteps. Saunders bangs his head off the steps! Then, he brings him to the timekeepers table, and points to the bell. The crowd cheers)
(DING!)
(DING!)
(DING!)
(The sound of Fury's head nailing the bell.)
Eddie: Heehee.
(Saunders rolls him back in and follows in. He meets Fury to his feet, but Fury doesn't know whats what. Saunders lifts him up in a fireman's carry position. He looks at the ceiling and throws out another intense yell! The crowd is loving it!)
Rick: Matt Saunders means business tonight!
(Now, "Showtime" beings to spin Fury around!)
Rick: The ol' Airplane spin! Classic.
(Saunders finishes it with a devasting Diamond cutter! He hooks the legs! ONE! TWO!)
Rick: He kicked out! Unbelievable!
(Saunders sits on the mat for a few seconds to catch his breath, and maybe wait the dizziness out. Then, he whips Fury into the ropes. The challenger comes back and into a headlock! But Fury counters with a jawbreaker! Fury is up, but leans on the ropes, holding the back of his head. Eventually, he turns around, to see Saunders slowly getting to his feet. Fury takes the football stance... Saunders turns around... Spear!)
Eddie: Bloody hell! Saunders folded like the MWA!
Rick: C'mon, Eddie. None o' that.
(Fury points to the top rope. He grabs Saunders by the head, and again sits him up. He begins climbing. Fury is on the second rope, and sets up for a superplex!)
Rick: Here we go!
Eddie: No! He's going to the top rope!
(Fury shakes his head, and steps up again to the toprope. The crowd is on their feet!)
Rick: They could both fall and kill themselves!
(Both men are standing on the top rope! Fury falls backwards with a HUGE superplex!)
Rick: MY GOD!
(But the momentum takes Fury over, and Saunders has a quick rolleup! 1.........................2.......................3!)
Eddie: Saunders won! Matt Saunders stole that!
Rick: He didn't steal it, Eddie. That was a great match. He earned it!
Eddie: No! Fury had it won!
(Fury gets to his feet, while Saunders is on the ground. He is in disbelief. The ref comes in with the IWA Cruiserweight title. Fury cuts him off and pulls the belt away. The ref, like an idiot, tries to take it back, and receives a vicious shot to the head! Fury stares at the belt, desire in his eyes. A deep stare, almost lust. Then, he snaps out of his trance. Fury, a sinister look on his face, throws the belt on top of Saunders. He rolls out of the ring, and heads up the ramp, the crowd boos him.)
Rick: I've never seen this side of Fury before. Did you see that look, Eddie?
Eddie: I did. That was scary. He has changed, Rick. And not just as a wrestler.
Rick: One final break, fans. Up next, Besolve, Knight!
Rick: OK, we're back. And the clock is winding down. It is time for our main event of the evening. Adam Knight vs. Darrel Besolve.
Eddie: This is a preview of what could come later on. In the Thesz, and possibly in the IWA title tournament.
Rick: Both these men coming off big victories last week. Knight defeated The Ultimate Package, eliminating him from title contention. And, even more impressive a victory, is Besolve defeated the 3-time IWA champ, Byron Tanis.
Eddie: It seems that the old guard has been bested my the new elite forces. Tanis, Package, and Tyler were all defeated last week. All three former champions here. They were beat by Besolve, Knight and a promising Seth Christopher.
Rick: This week, however, has been a little different. Boog-man advanced into the tournament of 8, defeating Zulias, with help from "The Nighthawk".
Eddie: Tanis is different. I don't understand him anymore.
Rick: Also advancing into the tournament earlier was Burke who defeated Dark Icon. And in a double-countout, we saw both Jason Wright and Reno eliminating each other from the tournament.
Eddie: Thanks to Satan.
Rick: You mean Buzz Tyler?
Eddie: Hmph. Whatever.
Rick: That means that 6 men are in the tournament. So 2 more will need to advance. I'm sure those matches will take place next week. But, I've wasted enough time. To the ring!
[The lights in the arena shut off without warning, plunging the building in to darkness. A moment later, the first strings of “Dont Tread On Me” by Metallica begin to play. As the heavy metal beat of the song really hits, the ringside is lit up with an explosion of blue fire. The lights return on then, flashing blue and silver over the arena and the ringside area as the song continues to play]
#Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
#Don't tread on me
Eddie: You know, any two of these men can be the World champion in a short while.
Rick: Definitely.
#so be it
#Don't tread on me
[And finally, Adam Knight enters the arena. He walks out alone, his stride one of a man confident, a man ready for war. Black jeans, along with a black muscle shirt, and his black leather longcoat addorn his form, the tail of the jacket nearly touching the ground. He stands out on the stage, soaking in the cheers of the crowd, biding his time, His MWL Heavyweight title belt can be seen strapped around his waist, while he holds his NWA Tag Title belt in his right hand]
Rick: One half of the tag champs with Christian Light.
Eddie: Did you know he beat Darrel Besolve for that MWL title?
Rick: Of course I did! That's one of 2 victories Knight has over Besolve in the MWL. Both were very controversial, with heavy interference. Knight has to want to get a clean win over Darrel.
#love it or live it, she with the deadly bite
#Don't tread on me
Eddie: And I'm sure Darrel wants to get a win outta Knight, to finally settle this.
[Knight makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with several of the fans along the way]
#so be it
[Knight steps up onto the ring apron, then up to the second turnbuckle outside the ring. He undoes his MWL Heavyweight title belt, and raises both of his belts high to the fans, the capacity crowd roaring in response, a black strobe light flashing on him as he does so]
#so be it
#Don't tread on me
[Finally, Knight steps into the ring, and takes off his jacket, tossing it to the side of the ring. He hands the referee his title belts, and leans back in the corner, stretching, looking like a caged animal, ready to go]
(And silence.)
#I Am Ironman#
(The familiar guitar riff plays out and blue and gold laser lights begin flashing around the dark arena. After flailing around the arena, the laser lights begin flashing in a single spot in front of the entrance ramp. The crowd is starting to cheer in anticipation. Darrel Besolve steps into the mixed laser light, adorned in a long, black wrestling robe. The robe is lined with white rhinestones around the edges. Darrel flashes one of his trademark smirks, drawing a loud pop from the fans. He takes a few steps forward and spins in a circle, looking over the crowd. There are a large group of white rhinestones on the back of Darrel’s robe spelling the words “The Future”.)
Eddie: The fans have taken a liking to Darrel.
Rick: They sure have. But, Adam Knight received a solid ovation aswell, in only his second IWA match.
(Darrel spends almost an entire minute looking over the cheering fans. While he eyes the fans, Alexis Besolve steps out behind him. She is wearing a long, flowing, white dress with an open back. Her strawberry blond hair is curled, hanging in ringlets around her angelic face. She stands beside Darrel, who turns his attention to her. Their eyes meet and they smile at one another. Darrel and Alexis begin walking toward the ring; their pace is slow, enjoying the admiration. One more figure appears from backstage, Teddy Valentine enters to complete Darrel’s entourage. Teddy is wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath, same as last week.)
Eddie: These two men have got to be the 2 favorites in the tournament for the IWA belt.
Rick: They are in my eyes, although I don't want to count out anyone else.
(Darrel climbs the ring steps and then offers his hand to his wife. Alexis ascends the ring steps behind Darrel. He steps into the ring and then parts the second and bottom robe for her to step between. The laser lights stop flashing and normal elevated spotlights are used. Besolve's fans haven’t ceased in their constant barrage of cheers. Alexis steps behind Darrel, in the corner, and removes his robe. The fiery haired 22-year-old is a vision of perfection. His barreled as he flexes his arms backward, inadvertently displaying his condor-like arm span. His arms have been oiled; the budging muscles glisten in the bright spotlights. He lifts his right arm and, pushing it against his jaw, cracks his neck twice, once on each side.)
Rick: I'm gonna enjoy this.
(The fans have all began to silence. Alexis is escorted out of the ring. At that, the bell sounds and the crowd lets out a pop. The two men stare down each, both focused on the difficult task at hand. And they lock up, with Knight backing Besolve up.)
Rick: Adam Knight has a bit of a size advantage here. I'm sure we'll see that come into play.
(Darrel headbutts Knight and throws him into the ropes. He misses with a clothesline, and drops for a back body. But Knight photographs it and kicks him in the shoulder and chest area. Knight now goes for a clothesline, but Darrel ducks it this time. He then hits a swift spin quick to the stomach followed by a double-underhook overhead suplex.)
Rick: Great move!
(Knight springs back up and into an inverted Atomic-drop. Besolve spins him around and stuffs his head under his arm. Besolve lifts him up.... no. Knight hooks the leg preventing up. Besolve feads him some shots to the head and flips around with a neckbreaker.)
Rick: Looked like he was going for the Light of Judgement early on.
Eddie: (crushing on food) You know... I've really enjoyed this show.
Rick: Eddie! Put down the Chee-tos! Now with Bigger Cheese Taste!
Eddie: Sorry.
(Darrel drops two knees to the inside of Knight's right knee. Then, he grabs the leg and drives it into the mat repeatedly before jumping forward with a flip, snapping the leg back. Darren pulls up his opponent. He hooks him up and slams him down with a big spinebuster! A cover.......... 1..................2 .................... shoulder up. Besolve now brings Knight up and whips him in the ropes. Knight comes back and for a second time, telegraphs the back-body drop. He instead, grabs Besolve by the head and throws him over the ropes. Knight grabs the top rope and springs himself over with a splash onto Darrel!)
Eddie: These guys are really pushing it here.
Rick: They have to.
(Knight gets back up, and pulls Darrel up. He lifts him over his shoulder and charges the turnbuckle, but Besolve slides off and shoves Knight face first into the turnbuckle! He rolls Knight in but does not follow. Instead, he grabs his legs and crotches him against the post!)
Eddie: Damn! It's a wonder these guys can reproduce.
(Besolve now hooks up a figure-four on the post!)
Rick: This is a devastating hold!
Eddie: And illegal!
(The ref counts to five, and Darrel releases, like a good little wrestler. Besolve grabs a chair to bring into use. Knight is up and Darrel tosses it at him. Adam catches it and Besolve goes for a big kick. But it's ducked! And...)
(THWACK!)
Rick: Ouch! Besolve is down!
(Knight shakes his right leg, fealing the pain from the figure-four. Then he scoops up Besolve. This time he successfully drives his back into the turnbuckle post. Knight rolls him in the ring and follows. "The Revolution" and MWL champ now hooks Darrel in a full-nelson briefly, before tossing him to the mat with a slam! Now, Besolve back up, holding his back in pain. He's whipped into the ropes. He flies back and Knight raises him high in the air and then down with a Gorilla press slam! Darrel backs into the corner looking for refuge. Knight begins clocking him! Right hands up the wazoo!)
Rick: Adam Knight is on fire!
Eddie: Besolve is getting hammered badly.
(Darrel is in the corner, taking everything Adam has to give. Darrel’s head is rocking back. Within a flash, all that changes.)
Rick: Wow! Darrel has flipped Adam into the corner with authority!
(Darrel has turned the tables and is now landing some tremendous shots. Rights and lefts, both thrown with tragic precision. Darrel doesn’t have the wildness in his shots that Knight possessed, he has a much more grounded, even attack. It is as though he is always watching from every angle, when a shot opens to the body; he is there. When a shot opens for the head; he is there.)
Rick: Darrel is really beating the hell out of Adam Knight!
Eddie: His turn now.
(After a final shot across the jaw, Darrel whips Knight into the far corner. A few strides later, Darrel crushes Adam with a clothesline. Knight crumbles to the canvas, where he is met with a barrage of boots. Besolve backs up again into the opposite corner and points back to Knight. And, with steam in his step, he drives a vicious knee into Knights head!)
Eddie: My head hurts.
(Knight rolls out of the ring onto the floor. Bseolve follows. He brings Knight up to his feet and smashes his head off the announce table.)
Eddie: Damn it! Begone!
(Darrel looks at Eddie.)
Eddie: Ahem. Sorry.
(Darrel drives Adam's head into the table again, and tries for a third, but Adam blocks with his arms. He elbows Besolve, and drives his head into the table, and a side-Russian legsweep takes him down. Knight rolls back in the ring and waits for Besolve, while regaining his composure. Darrel climbs back in, and walks right into a boot to the head. Darrel bounces off the ropes and back into Knight, who drops him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Knight remains still, forcing Besolve to spend his energy getting back up. Once up, Knight nails a spinning sidewalk slam and hooks the legs.)
Eddie: ONE..........TWO.............Kickout.
Rick: Knight is focusing on the back. He's gotta be setting up for the KnighFall. That devastating powerbomb.
(Besolve pulls himself back up, supported by the ropes. Adam with a boot to the head, keeps him in the corner. But Knight pulls him up, throws his head under his arm and brings him in the air with a vertical suplex. Knight holds him up in the air for a few seconds.)
Rick: Adam Knight is a powerful man! Look at this display.
(Finally, he drops the Darrel. Knight handsprings back to his feet with a sudden gust of energy. He slides his hand across his neck, signaling for the end. He begins climbing the ropes.)
Eddie: Could it be? The Long Way Down!
(Knight whips off his shirt and throws it in the crowd. A dosen or so fans mangle each other for it. Knight extends his arms and leaps off with a huge elbow drop! It connects to the heart!)
Eddie: It is the Long Way Down!
Rick: This is it!
(....................1.........................2......................)
(THREE!)
Rick: No! Besolve kicked out JUST in time!
Eddie: Unbelievable.
(Knight shakes his head, wishing that it was the end. Darrel is back up, after assistance from the MWL champ. Knight whips him in the corner. He charges and drives the shoulder into his abdominal region. Knight with a few more shouldblocks to the body. Now he whips Darrel into the opposite corner. Adam bounces off the ropes and drops Darrel with a bulldog. He again makes the motion across his neck for the Long Way Down!)
Eddie: We're gonna see a second one!
(Up top, Adam extends his arms and leaps off again!)
Rick: No one's home!
(Darrel has moved out of the way, and has gotten to his feet. Knight with a right, it's blocked. Another right, it's blocked! This time, Besolve with a left connecting. He whips him in the ropes, and a huge clothesline takes him down! Knight back up and another clothesline! He again springs to his feet holding his head, and BAM! A third clothesline, this one connecting with a deadly thud!)
Rick: Suddenly the tides have turned and Besolve is once again in control.
(Besolve is beating savagely on Knight now. He pauses briefly, running his fingers through his air. Besolve flings his sweat on Knight. Then smiles. Knight has a burst of energy, and nails Besolve in the stomach. But Darrel is hardly phased, and a hard elbow to the head drops him to his knees. Besolve grabs his head and leaps over, snapping Knights head.)
Rick: Eddie. Look who's here.
(A camera shot of the ramp reveals Byron Tanis, standing motionless. Staring at the ring, expressionless. The crowd is in a mixture of emotions, but the boos are overpowering the cheers.)
Eddie: What's he want now?
Rick: He already caused enough chaos tonight!
(Besolve notices Tanis. He stares at him briefly and returns to Knight. Adam with a forearm to the head, and he tries to whip Besolve but it's reversed. Knight flies into the ropes and bounces back into a hard clothesline. Again, Besolve stares at Tanis, who has appeared to have advanced a few steps.)
Eddie: I smell trouble, with a capital 9.
Rick: Y....yeah.
(Besolve says something under his breath. He now scoops up Knight and drops him with a slam. He bounces off the ropes and hits a legdrop. Besolve climbs onto the top rope, this time without glancing at Tanis. He leaps off with a big splash! And covers!)
(ONE!)
(TWO!)
(Knight kicks out. Besolve drags him with up. He whips him in the ropes. No, Knight reverses it, pulling Besolve into a devastating rock bottom! Both men are down.)
Rick: Desperation out of Adam Knight right there.
(Tanis is now close to ringside, still no sign of his motives. In the ring, slowly, Besolve and Knight begin to rise to their feet. Knight first, then Besolve. Besolve is first to swing. It's blocked! Knigth with a kick and a swining right, but it's ducked! Besolve nails a spinebuster. He covers, but hears a scream.)
Rick: Tanis has Alexis!
(Besolve gets to his feet quickly. He exits the ring as Tanis drags Alexis around ringside. Besolve passes Teddy, who's been knocked out apparently. Besolve closes in on Tanis, and Byron throws Alexis into his arms. A chuckle comes over Tanis.)
Rick: Emotion!
(Suddenly, from the top rope comes Adam Knight, flying with a huge elbow! He takes down both Besolve and Alexis.)
Eddie: What a defying move!
(Knight rolls Besolve in and himself rolls in. He takes Besolve up with a double-underhook and dives forward, planting Besolve down with the KnightFall powerbomb! He covers!)
(.........................ONE!)
Rick: It's over!
(..........................TWO!)
Eddie: Ah!
(.........................THREE!)
Rick: Adam Knight just beat Darrel Besolve... again!
Eddie: It was Tanis who brought this!
(A shot of Tanis walking to the back. He is once again, emotionless.)
Rick: Another tainted victory for Knight. He wanted a clean win.
Eddie: Who knows if he woulda had one, too. Tanis is wreaking havoc!
Rick: We're outta time fans! See you next week!
(A final shot of Knight, watching Tanis head to the back. In the background, Besolve looking over aswell, still on the ground. Copyright laws. Zenith Enterprises. IWA logo. And black.)
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