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"Troy Boy" Troy Knight w/Bobby Knight

Non-Title Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

Writer: Dom Stoate

[As the challenger who, in this case, is Troy Knight, waits in the ring, Ace Spade, accompanied by his music, moves down the ramp, holding onto his title belt protectively.]

JP: Ace Spade looking as tentative as ever as he moves down the ramp towards his opponent for tonight, Ace Spade.

Sully: Well, Spade HATES Troy Knight. He hates him more than anything.

JP: And he has to fight him here tonight. It is not for the title, but still�

[Spade, who has the title slung over his shoulder, yells towards the ring, glaring at Troy, who urges the World Champion on. Spade nears the ring gradually, moving down towards the apron, staring up at Troy, who paces about in the ring like a wild cat. Spade moves around the ring, Troy leans over the rope, pointing at him. The fans begin to chant Troy's name as Spade makes sure to see his title rested on a chair on the outside of the ring, away from the ring.]

Sully: This is not for the title, you're right. And so Troy has no right eyeing it like he is!

JP: He is a title contender, though. He has every right to dream, and if he beats the Champion tonight, title or no title, he will make a huge advance in this business.

[Spade moves back to the ring, rubbing his hand along his smooth and shaved head before suddenly diving and sliding beneath the bottom rope. He would not have a chance to stand as Troy stomps away at the Champion who scrambles quickly beneath the bottom rope. The fans cheer and Spade stands up, holding his head as he winces, looking towards the ring. He would pace about a little bit before, instead of approaching the ring, approaching Troy's son, Bobby Knight. He would turn towards him before making after him. Knight looks shocked and slides out of the ring quickly, chasing after the World Champion. Spade moves into the ring. Troy makes sure that the shaken-up-looking Bobby Knight is okay, but does not get a great deal of time to do this as from above, the World Champion drops in a cross body, soaring over the top rope. Unfortunately for little child of Knight, he is at the bottom of the pile as Spade collapses atop of Troy, and Troy, in turn, collapses onto the small boy. The fans sound appalled as Bobby lays out on the outside of the ring, seemingly out cold. Troy holds his head and moves up into a standing position as he turns to look at the Champion, who has moved back into the ring.]

JP: Both Troy and Spade- those two fully-grown men just fell onto the small boy! He is out cold!

Sully: Troy really should have been looking out more for his kid!

JP: That damn World Champion was chasing after the boy! He chased after him, and Troy went after him! Spade set it up! That was so low!

[Spade stands in the ring and Troy, who growls in fury, slides beneath the bottom rope.]

JP: He has really struck a nerve with the ever-relaxed Troy! Troy is furious! He is irate about the damage done to his little Bobby Knight, who is only just beginning to stir!

[Troy moves under the bottom rope and moves after the Champion who nails Troy in the gut with a solid low stomp. Troy doubles up and flops onto his knees. The World Champion takes advantage of this and leans back into the ropes behind him before landing a huge clothesline to the neck of Knight, who flops back.]

JP: Ace Spade taking advantage of the Troy's love for his kid!

[Troy holds his head and Spade screams down at him furiously, stomping away at him before grabbing him by the back of the neck and hauling him up to his feet and whipping him into the turnbuckle. Troy hits it hard, and his body is wracked as he hits it. It is thumped hard again as Spade follows up with a huge clothesline that hammers Troy into the clothesline that, moments before, he collided with violently. Troy falls forwards straight onto his face and pulls himself up onto his knees, hands cradling his face.]

JP: Troy Knight stunned by the Champion, who is taking advantage of Knight's love for his boy!

[Spade leaps up and lands a huge drop kick to the back of the head of Troy, who slumps forwards again, holding his head. Spade stands up, looking very fresh as he outstretches his arms and cries out proudly. "I'm the Champ'!" Troy would move onto his knees quicker than anticipated and thumps a forearm into the midsection of Ace Spade as he turns around. The Champ' stumbles forwards and this buys Troy enough time to find his feet, but as he does, he is just knocked back down again as Spade shoves an elbow into the face of Knight, who turns and drapes over the ropes, holding onto his face.]

JP: I have to say that I am impressed by the World Champion's tenacity and ring presence in this match. He really is taking the match to Troy Knight, despite taking advantage of the man's concern for his kid.

[Ace Spade yells at Troy, who struggles back onto his feet. Troy stumbles forwards and Spade lands a huge chop, throwing Troy into the corner roughly with it. Spade steps forwards and slaps another chop across his chest before taking a step back. He would run forwards at speed, but Troy peels himself away from the buckle. Spade expels the air in his lungs and stumbles backwards. The fans squeal with delight as Troy darts forwards and lands a huge rump thump to Spade, who falls back hard onto the canvas. Spade holds his chest as Troy regains his composure, moving over to the edge of the ring, looking down towards Bobby, who is being aided by a referee. Troy turns around and moves back over to Spade, grabbing him by the head and dragging him away from the ropes. Troy leaps up and lands a huge leg drop to the neck of Spade who twitches about.]

JP: And a huge leg drop to the throat of the Champion who is having difficulty picking himself up and getting his place back in this match.

[Troy does not go for the pin. Instead, he stands up and moves over to the other side of the ring. As Spade stands, Troy would raise his arms in celebration, placing them behind his head before swaying his hips about in a provocative manner. He'd then dart forwards, nailing Spade in the face with his knee. Spade is flung onto the canvas and Troy resumes his dance.]

Sully: Look at him! He's not a wrestler, he's a dancer!

JP: He's a hell of a wrestler! I am not a dancing expert, so I won't comment on that!

[Troy moves over to Spade and moves into a standing position, legs either side of the Champion as he grasps onto his head and pulls back viciously. Troy commences the rubbing of his crotch area against the upper back of Spade who seems both disgusted and in pain at the same time. Troy pulls back harder before releasing the man finally. He'd take a few steps back, that earlier rage seemingly extinguished as Bobby is escorted from ring side by an official. Troy turns back to the World Champion and slaps a hand straight onto the rear of Spade. Spade skitters forwards and darts into the corner, one hand laid protectively over his backside. He looks less then impressed and hauls himself wearily up, glaring at Troy. He surges forwards at Knight, who takes a casual step to the side, turns around and lands a kick to the midsection. Spade doubles over and Troy lands a huge fame-asser before going for the cover.1�.2..And the World Champion kicks out shortly after two.]

JP: 'The Flamboyant One' making a mockery of the World Champion here!

Sully: How can you say that?!

[Spade holds his head, moving onto his knees. Troy runs backwards before lunging forwards and landing his crotch area across the face of Spade, hopping up and down on it in a crude manner. Troy rolls off and Spade holds his face, crying out as he moves into the corner of the ring. Troy moves after him and leans down to grab at the World Champion. The Champion lashes out and strikes Troy in the midsection. Troy staggers backwards and Spade takes advantage, straightening his legs and clotheslining Troy down onto his shoulders hard. The fans sound appalled at the impact that Troy makes with the canvas.]

JP: My God!

[Spade goes for the cover. 1�2..Troy gets a shoulder up. Spade doesn't look completely surprised and stands up, moving towards the outside of the ring, stomping past Lois who accompanied him to the ring. He snatches up his title belt from the outside of the ring. Spade slides beneath the bottom rope and walks over towards Troy. He begins to stomp violently on the fallen 'Flamboyant One' before raising his title high above his head. The referee intervenes, however, as Spade goes to swing the title down. The referee pulls the title away and Spade turns back to the referee, screaming at him.]

JP: Spade seems to think that the only way he is going to keep Troy down tonight is by hitting him with his title!

Sully: Maybe if he makes him a sexual offer, that might keep him down! *shrill laugh*

JP: Well, Troy Knight likes to play as much as work, we all know that.

[As Spade screams at the referee in frustration, Troy scoots along the canvas with surprising speed after the stomps before dragging the World Champion into a pinning position roll-up. 1�2�Spade throws himself out of the pinning predicament. Spade stands up and is nailed by a huge clothesline from Troy who is looking to be right back in this thing. Troy moves directly over towards the turnbuckle, the fans chanting his name as he ascends quickly, standing over Spade who lays in the corner of the ring, out flat. The fans chant as Troy leaps off the rope in an attempt to land the 'Rump Thump'. Spade scoots quickly out of the way however and Knight hits the canvas, all of his weight on his rear, the fans sounding appalled.]

JP: Oh man! Troy Knight missed it!

[Spade stands up and Troy moves onto his knees, holding his rear as he struggles into a standing position. Spade waits for him to stand before hooking his head and attempting to land the Modified Spiral DDT! Troy does not fall, however, and Spade is flung onto the canvas, Troy keeping his balance. Troy then drops straight onto the head of Spade for a standing Rump Thump! The fans go wild and Knight goes for the cover! 1�.2�.Spade gets the shoulder up, throwing Troy off. The fans do not sound impressed.]

JP: What a shot! Landing a Rump Thump from a standing position on the canvas, but it isn't quite enough to keep the World Champion down!

[Troy gets to his feet and grabs Spade's hair, pulling the Champ up and whipping him. However, as Troy goes for a clothesline, Spade ducks, bounces off the other side of the ring and lands a huge kitchen sink, sending Knight into the corner, clutching his ribs. He straightens up, and is flattened against the turnbuckle by Ace with a powerful High Angle Body Splash, before slumping down into a sitting position. Ace Spade raises his fists and lets out a primal scream, before running and dropkicking Troy in the face. He stands once again, and, a grin on his face, pulls Troy up onto the top rope. He stands on one side of the turnbuckle, holding Troy on the other, and sets him up for the Royal Flush.]

JP: My God, what's this?! Good God, he can't do this!

[He is just about to jump, when suddenly, Troy jumps instead, hooking his legs around the head of Spade and landing a massive Hurranacanrana off the top rope, sending Spade flying across the ring!! The fans erupt, cheering their heads off. Troy too tumbles off, and, sitting in the corner with his hands on the top rope, Skins The Cat, pulling himself up and over onto the turnbuckle. He signals to the fans, who cheer even more loudly. He stands�]

JP: Could it be?

Sully: No! Don't do it!

JP: Do it, kid! Get 'im!

[Troy pauses, and seems to stand still in the air for a second, then, with an enormous leap, flies across the ring, landing the Rump Thump!]

JP: RUMP THUMP! RUMP THUMP! This is it!

[Troy wearily hooks the leg, and the ref counts....1�.]

Sully: No! Come On, Spade!

[2�Spade gets the shoulder up!!]

JP: My God, Spade got his shoulder off the mat!

Sully: Atta boy!

[Troy collapses back on the mat, exhausted. He stomps on Spade, once, twice, and leans on the ropes. Troy advances on the ref, screaming at him in disbelief. He is convinced it was a 3. As he is shouting, Spade stirs. Suddenly, Troy ducks, as he heard Spade behind him. Spade hits the referee with a clothesline, knocking him out cold, and turns. As he does so, he is met with a Heaven Sent!]

JP: Heaven Sent! Heaven Sent, oh, it's all over!

[Troy shakes the ref, who picks himself up, and counts.1�2�.3!! Troy Knight defeats Ace Spade!! He rolls off the Champion, arm raised, and lies on his back. The bell rings, and the referee raises Troy's hand as "Larger Than Life" plays over the PA. The fans are screaming, and chanting Troy's name. As Troy struggles to his feet, Bobby Knight runs down the ramp and into the ring, hugging his dad, who hugs back.]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, Troy Knight!

JP: Troy Knight with a Troy-Mendous victory over Ace Spade, I just wish it were a Title Match!

Sully: That's what you and all these other Troy fans have to remember: This was not a Title Match!

[With the match over, Ace Spade crawls across the canvas. Troy Knight is lying flat, his chest moving up and down rhymically. "The Player" rolls from the ring and lies flat on his chest on the mats below.]

JP: Ace Spade is making for a quit exit here.

[Ace rolls inwards, towards the ring and disappears through the ring apron and under the squared circle.]

Sully: He's done a Houdini!

[In the ring, Troy gets to one knee. The fans cheer him to stand, as does young Bobby who stands on the ring apron, applauding his father's efforts. "TroyBoy" lifts his other leg and stands. Applause breaks out, when suddenly Ace reappears from under the ring, wielding a steal chair. He slides into the ring, standing in front of Troy Knight, who has distress in his eyes.]

JP: For God's sake! Why can't Ace Spade just go backstage? The match is done!

[Ace lunges forward, steal chair leading the way, but Troy dives from Ace's reach. To avoid falling face first on the chair, Ace drops it and rolls through and back onto his feet. The steal chair lands in the centre of the ring. Troy leaps to his feet in a burst of adrenaline and dives for the chair, as does Ace in desperation. Both men land at opposite ends of the chair, both men with a firm grip of the trademark weapon of wrestling. Wrestling their way upwards, neither man will let go of the steal chair. Their heads clash. Troy pants as he uses all his strength. Ace growls at his enemy. Pulling and pushing at the chair, they fall against the ropes and then back into the centre of the ring. Suddenly, the entrance music of President Ed Walker blasts through the PA system. Both men, slightly distracting, loosen their grips on the steel chair. They momentarily look towards the entrance to see a glimpse of President Walker. In haste, Ace tugs the chair from Troy Knight and fires a shot into his cranium. Troy goes down.]

JP: Argh! That shot was vile!

Sully: Ace Spade defences himself in style once again!

[Meanwhile, Walker walks down the ramp to cheers amongst the boos that are directed at Ace Spade. Ed takes a microphone from the corner of the bottom of the ramp. He stands and shakes his head. Back in the ring, "The Player" grips his title in one hand and the steel chair in the other.]

Ed Walker: What happened to you, Ace. I used to admire your wrestling.

[A microphone is slid into the ring by Bobby Knight, who wants a darn good explanation for the shot to his father's head. Ace drops the chair and picks up the microphone.]

Ace Spade: What happened to me? I used my head in a company full of dead-brained idiots! I dropped everything that mattered to hold this title� [raises title to jeers and boos]� I became the MWF World Wrestling Federation Champion!

[The jeers and groans grow louder as Ace turns to each side of the crowd.]

Ed Walker: What you became was one big ego!

Ace Spade: And rightfully so. I earned this belt. I am OFFICIALLY the MWF's most celebrated and successful Champion. You can't deny that, Walker!

Ed Walker: Which is why I'm putting your title reign to a STOP as soon as possible!

[Cheers explode from the crowd. Walker passes Bobby Knight and enters the ring up the steps. Ace, standing in the centre, is circled by the President.]

Ed Walker: Your days as MWF Champion are going to be over sooner than you thi-

[Pouncing forward, Ace mauls the President like a tiger would, fisting him in the face several times. Walker falls back into the corner of the ring. The crowd boo as Ace steps back, breathing heavily.]

Ace Spade: Shut the hell up, all of you! This man produces pure bull wherever he goes, and whatever he touches! He has spawned a whole list of useless inventions - crappy stables, undeserving Champions, whore-faced daughters!

[A gasp in unison passes over the crowd.]

JP: My word!

Sully: Not your word! HIS! Spade just made a big mistake!

[Walker's eyes are set on Ace's, who realises his last remark may have been a mistake. Ed reaches for the microphone he dropped. Ace slowly moves close to Walker, unsure of his next move.]

Ed Walker: What did you say?

[Ace doesn't comment. Ed screws up his face in emotion as he drives his foot into Ace's shin. "The Player" whinces and stumbles down to his knees, where Walker clubs him over the back of head with his fists. Spade leaps backwards and stands. Walker, crawling towards Spade, takes a full on boot to the face from the World Champion.]

Sully: OUCH!

[Ace Spade, still holding his title in one hand, drop the microphone and exits the ring, leaving Troy Knight and Ed Walker unconscious in the ring.]

JP: Ace Spade has just stirred himself a new bowl of controversy!

Sully: Maybe he said a bit too much that time, JP. Bringing up Ed's daughter was a bad idea!

JP: How can he get away with that? I mean this is the MWF President we're talking about, the most powerful man in the MWF.

Sully: You wouldn't think it from the way he draws into himself, we hardly see that power unleashed.

JP: Oh we see it!

Sully: Yeah, not enough, he doesn't realise the power he has but Dom Stoate knows exactly what is happening and he uses his power to his advantage.

JP: We're going to take a short break, we're almost at the end of the show but I believe there is something more to come after this commercial break.

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