JP: I hope Ian's alright, the poor guy, I'd hate to interview Anarkist especially before a match.

Sully: You really do get far too scared JP, there was me thinking you were a brave old guy but you're the fake like Ross Allen!

JP: I am not fake, I'm as real as you are...

Sully: Get real JP!

Peter Santos: May I have your attention, [crowd fall silent] this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MWF World Title! Introducing first, the challenger, he weighs in at 313 lbs., and is from Toronto, Canada, Anarkist!

[The crowd leap to their feet to jeer and boo the MWF's top heel as "Papercut" by Linkin Park comes blaring from the PA system and Anarkist appears slowly from behind the entrance curtain.]

Sully: There is the MWF's future World Champion....

JP: The far off future champion, he doesn't have a chance tonight, he's a whipping boy!

[Anarkist is walking slowly down the ramp, taking in his surroundings, scowling at all the Ross Allen banners, posters and t-shirts he can see before him.]

Sully: It's like a sea of Ross Allen's in the crowd!

JP: That's because the man is incredibly popular, that's what happens when you become a legend.

[Anarkist reaches the ring, he climbs up onto the ring apron and pauses before stepping into the squared mat, he tests the ropes as Peter Santos takes position.]

Peter Santos: And now ladies and gentleman, I give you the MWF's World Champion, from Sheffield, England, weighing in at 275 lbs., Ross Allen!

[The crowd go crazy even before Santos has finished speaking, a huge chant goes around the arena as the crowd sing together the opening line to "Hittin Em Up" by Tupac, they go even wilder as Ross Allen walks from behind the curtain with the MWF World Title on his shoulder, a broad smile on his face.]

Sully: Anyone would think him the most arrogant man in the world....but they seem to think he is God!

JP: That's because he is, come on Sullivan you have to come round to him eventually.

Sully: I never will, there are far better men out there who could be the MWF World Champion!

JP: Name them...

Sully: Ummm, Kid Insanity?

JP: Bah, good but not that good.

[Ross has reached the ring, he walks round to the ring steps and walks up the steps, he slowly steps into the ring and slips the MWF World Title from his shoulder, he turns to the crowd but does not have chance to raise the title belt as Anarkist comes charging across the ring and flattens Allen with a huge clothesline to the back of the head, referee Charles Galliant sprints forward into action to stop Anarkist but the bell sounds and Anarkist is beating seven bells out of Allen, the crowd jeering as Anarkist takes the Old School Soldier and slams him head first into the top of the turnbuckle.]

JP: That's just cheating!

Sully: Sometimes drastic measures have to be chaken to ensure a victory...

[Anarksit slams Allen's head once again into the turnbuckle, Allen slumps against the turnbuckle and then staggers back, walking away from the turnbuckle, Anarkist to the shock of the crowd begins to climb the turnbuckle, for such a huge man he manages to get himself onto the top rope. Ross Allen turns around and rubs his eyes, and then stands with shock as Anarkist launches himself from the top of the turnbuckle and hits a top rope cross body onto Ross Allen, Allen and Anarkist go to the mat with Anarkist landing on top of the World Champion, Charles Galliant counts....1...! Allen heaves the body of Anarkist off him.]

Sully: Wow! What an amazing move from Anarkist, who would have thought a three hundred pound beast of pure muscle could launch himself from such a height!

JP: I for one didn't see that one coming, and Ross Allen definitely didn't.

[Ross Allen slowly gets to his feet, Anarkist is waiting for him, he grabs Ross' head and lands a knee to the face of Ross, he whips the Old School Soldier into the ropes and the crowd jeer as Anarkist powerslams the World Champion, Ross is laid out on the mat as Anarkist gets to his feet and taunts to the crowd. He looks at the legs of Ross Allen and the crowd jeer as he grabs Allen's legs and locks in the lion tamer, Ross Allen screams with pain as Anarkist pulls back even harder on the legs of Allen, araching the World Champion's back. Referee Charles Galliant checks the hold, and looks for Allen to reach the ropes....Allen is stretching out but Anarkist keeps dragging him back again and again.]

JP: Ross is in real trouble here, he needs the crowd to help him out...

Sully: The crowd! What use is that rabble? Anarkist has this one taken care of.

[The crowd are chanting for their World Champion as Anarkist trys to pull Ross once more away from the ropes, but Allen somehow finds the strength and he grabs the bottom rope sending a huge roar up from the crowd.]

JP: Ha! He may be down but he's not out!

[Anarkist stomps on the mat in frustration, he grabs Ross by the leg and pulls him away from the ropes. Allen is laying on the mat clutching his leg as Anarksit squats down and goes for the cover, Galliant counts....1....2! Ross manages to roll the shoulder, Anarkist in his frustration shouts at the referee who signals that it definitely was only a two count. Anarkist grabs Charles Galliant by the shirt and hoists him up in the air, still shouting at him, Charles Galliant is terrified....Ross Allen to the cheers of the crowd is on his feet, he sees Anarkist holding Galliant up and shouts for Anarkist to let him go, Anarkist lets Galliant drop. Charles Galliant crashes onto the mat and is out cold. The crowd haven't seen but Allen has something in his hands, the MWF World Title, Anarkist is distracted by the belt until Allen slings it up and cracks Anarkist over the head with it, Anarkist staggers back, blood dripping from where the belt connected.]

Sully: Holy mother! Anarkist is busted wide open....

JP: Allen's going to go all out to win this match!

[Ross Allen raises the belt to the crowd who respond with a huge cheer, Allen drops the belt and walks towards Anarkist, he grabs Anarkist and sends him into the ropes, as Anarkist comes back Ross sets up and spinebusters Anarkist hard into the canvas and onto the MWF World Title belt! Anarkist reaches for his back which is arched in pain, Allen taunts to the crowd who know what is coming, Anarkist is getting to his feet, staggering, he turns round and walks right into Ross Allen. Allen screams something at Anarkist before looping his arm around Anarkist's chest and looking for the Reckless Ride....but Allen goes cross-eyed as Anarkist brings his knee into the groinal area of Ross Allen.]

Sully: What a move! Complete desperation from Anarkist and what a time to do it, just as Allen's going to Reckless Ride you!

JP: Ross Allen had this match won, Anarkist cheating once again.

Sully: And Allen hitting him with the belt isn't?

JP: Technically no...

Sully: Technically I think you're speaking bullshit JP!

[Ross Allen is doubled up and Anarkist whips him into the ropes, Allen runs to the ropes and comes running back and Anarkist grabs him and hoists him up onto his shoulders...the crowd are screaming with fear as Anarkist sets Allen up...Allen struggles but Anarkist stays strong and the crowd erupt in jeers as Anarkist hits the Broken Rule!]

Sully: There it is!

JP: Oh no! Oh no!

[Anarkist and Allen are both down on the canvas, Anarkist eghausted by the move and Allen destroyed by it, referee Charles Galliant is still down....Anarkist puts an arm over Ross Allen and the crowd wait for the count...Galliant doesn't respond and Anarkist lays waiting for the count.]

Sully: Would someone finish this god damn match!

JP: Stay down Galliant stay down....stay down!

Sully: See now you're cheating...

JP: I'm not cheating!

[Charles Galliant comes around to the boo's of the crowd, he looks up and sees Anarkist covering Ross Allen, he counts....1......2....! The arena almost blows up as the crowd erupt as Allen somehow out of nowhere gets the shoulder up!]

JP: He's a legend!

Sully: And they never bloody die!

[Anarkist is furious, he rolls over and gets to his feet and slams the turnbuckle shaking the whole ring. Ross Allen is still down on the mat, the crowd are ecstatic as Allen slowly rolls over, and crawls to his knees....Anarkist walks over and kicks Ross in the ribs, Ross clutches his ribs with one hand as Anarkist kicks Ross's hand away and Ross drops the canvas again. Anarkist stands over him and raises his arm in the air...the crowd respond with a huge 'Anarkist Sucks!' chant which echo's around the arena, Anarkist turns around and Allen out of nowhere grabs the leg of Anarkist and pulls it back sending Anarkist face first into the mat! Allen continues his recovery, he crawls over to Anarkist and climbs slowly to his feet, Anarkist has turned over, spitting blood from the wound created by the World Title belt shot. Ross Allen, the MWF World Champion is on his feet, he grabs the legs of Anarkist and twists them and locks in the sharpshooter!]

JP: Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter! I haven't seen Ross do that for years!

Sully: Wow, a rip-off, get the ropes Anarkist!

[Ross is screaming for Anarkist to give in as he wrenches the legs of Anarkist so they are almost ripping from the joints, Anarkist is roaring with pain as the crowd on the edge of their seats watch one. Ross is dragging Anarkist away from the ropes with brute strength as Anarkist holds his hand out looking for the ropes....Allen screams 'Give In You Motherfucker' at the top of his voice and the crowd respond with a huge chant of 'Motherfucker!'. Allen is nodding his head in time with their chant as Anarkist attempts to reach the ropes again, but Allen is too strong and Anarkist is stuck in the hold, he screams with pain as Allen wrenches the legs again, Charles Galliant calls for Anarkist to give up but he won't.]

JP: The fool is going to pass out!

Sully: Never, Ross Allen cannot win again!

[The crowd are clapping, shouting, cheering and jeering as Anarkist begins to slowly inch his way towards the ropes, Allen struggling to keep the hold, Allen suddenly lapses slightly and Anarkist crawls towards the ropes, he reaches.....but just as he is about to grab the ropes Allen locks the hold in full strength and drags Anarkist back into the centre of the ring, Anarkist screams with pain and his hand looks ready to tap. All eyes are on the hand of Anarkist as it suddenly slams the canvas, one, twice, and three times and then frantically so that Ross will release the hold. Allen roars with delight as the bell sounds.]

Peter Santos: And your winner of this match, through submission and still MWF World Champion, Ross Allen!

Sully: God damnit not again! Ross Allen has won it with the sharpshooter, he made Anarkist tap out!

JP: Yes! Holy shit what an amazing match that was, fantastic, honestly Sully have you ever seen a better match?

Sully: Hmmmm, not in the MWF, that was a fantastic specatacle.

JP: And the right man won....

Sully: Barely, Anarkist had him reeling until the end, and I don't think this is the last we'll see of these two.

JP: I think it is, they've had far too long now, Anarkist if he was good enough would have beaten Ross!

Sully: Give it time...give it time!

JP: I'll give you time in a minute, time to sleep.

Sully: Oh yeah....

[Ross Allen has released Anarkist from the hold, he stands up tall in the ring and takes the MWF World Title, he climbs up the turnbuckle and holds it up to the crowd who respond with a thunderous roar and Allen leads them in a chant of 'Old School! Old School! Old School!']

JP: Damn right it was old school out their tonight, and Allen is the Old School Soldier....

Sully: Old Man Soldier!

JP: He could teach all of us a thing or two about wrestling I bet you.

Sully: He and Anarkist could.

JP: Anarkist couldn't teach anyone anything, apart from how to be beaten repeatidly.

Sully: Well folks we're going to have to leave it there aren't we JP, we're out of time.

JP: Such a shame, but what a night it has been...Ross Allen retains his MWF World Title, and three other matches of excellent quality, that Jae Dee Ar/Justin Sane feud is really heating up.

Sully: MWF rules JP, always and forever. Goodnight everyone!

JP: Goodnight! Don't forget to join us next week, for the Tag Team Title match!

Sully: The Jeopardizer and Sam King versus Kid Insanity and Nova!