Father John Ramsey

versus

Exodus

Singles Match w/ Special Guest Referee; MWF Television Champion: Gutter Rat

Referee:

Match Writer: Edward Walker

JP: This is going to be an amazing match Sully, I can�t wait to see Father John Ramsey in the ring again.

Sully: The priest is enjoying a good run of form at the moment but West Coast bad boy, Exodus, will want to score an important win.

JP: Last week he managed another victory but Father John Ramsey is destined for great things.

Sully: Did God tell him that?

JP: I think it�s great the way he�s spreading the Lord�s message to these good people.

Sully: It�s not right though, a member of the clergy actually getting into the ring. Didn�t you see his promo the other night, when he met his father, he�s a bastard! How can a bastard be a preacher?

JP: Have you not read the Bible?

Sully: I read a chapter then got bored, not enough sex.

JP: Sometimes I do despair with you Sullivan!

Sully: Gutter Rat�s the guest referee in this match; do you know how deadly that could be for the Father?

JP: I�ve spoken to Gutter Rat earlier tonight and he said he�s going to call this match fair.

Sully: Why would he do that?

[Peter Santos is making his way into the ring and the crowd grow silent as they watch Santos raise the mic to his lips. The arena trembles as the sound of Santos rumbles through it.]

Peter Santos: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 163 lbs., from Orlando, Florida, Father John Ramsey!

[The crowd explode as the sound of a church choir comes from the PA system. The Holy Bible appears on the MaxiTron and the pages turn�.the sound of Ramsey reading a passage from the Bible filters over the choir music and in the crescendo of noise white pyro explodes across the entrance way.]

JP: Wow! Father John Ramsey is really getting a homecoming here in Orlando, Florida.

Sully: He�s not messing around; the MWF�s giving it the works tonight.

JP: Exodus will be slightly intimidated by this.

Sully: He won�t be scared; he�s from Compton, that�s a �bad-ass� place where �bad-ass� Exodus comes from.

[The ten thousand in attendance rise to their feet as Father John Ramsey walks out through the pyro, a bible clasped to his chest he looks around at his home town crowd. His priest�s robe is a brilliant white with splashes of purple and he raises the bible to the fans.]

JP: We may well here something from the holy book tonight.

Sully: Good Lord, I hope not!

JP: What is it with you and religion?

Sully: I don�t think it is all it�s cracked up to be, I believe in myself and only myself. As a famous wrestler once said, don�t trust anybody!

[Father John Ramsey walks down the entrance ramp. He high fives a few fans and points to the bible, which promotes a good response from the partisan crowd. As Ramsey approaches the ring he pulls of his priest�s robe and folds it, placing it underneath the ring he climbs up onto the ring apron. Still clutching the bible he steps between the ropes and the arena lights darken and a spotlight showers over him. The fans fall silent as Ramsey stands, although not immensely tall, still looking intimidating.]

JP: I find it amazing how he�s not the tallest man in the world, but when he speaks he makes you feel about two feet tall.

Sully: It�s called verbal projection. Father John Ramsey is an excellent public speaker, but it�s in the ring where it counts.

JP: In the ring is where he�s been counting. He�s won eight times out of a possible ten, now that�s real progress.

Sully: This crowd are 100 per cent behind Ramsey.

[Ramsey is passed a microphone by Peter Santos and the wrestler and priest looks out onto the entrance way. He turns his head slightly to glance at the hushed crowd. He opens the bible and it falls open on a page, the crowd listen intently as he speaks.]

Ramsey: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

[The crowd follow Ramsey in making the sign of the cross. Ramsey scans his fingers down the page and continues.]

Ramsey: A reading from Peter, chapter three, verses ten to twelve. For, whoever would love life and see good days must keep his tongue from evil and his lips from deceitful speech. He must turn from evil and do good; he must seek peace and pursue it. For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer, but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil!

[Ramsey�s eyes burn with righteous fire, he faces the entrance way where the lights are beginning to grow stronger. The crowd respond as Ramsey finishes the short sermon, Ramsey and crowd say together.]

Ramsey and crowd: Amen!

JP: AMEN!

Sully: Yeah, Ramsey should really be focusing on winning this match and not on trying to win over a crowd.

JP: He doesn�t need to win over this crowd, they love him to bits. This man is born and raised in Orlando, Florida.

Sully: I wish Exodus would hurry up and get out here.

[The crowd are at fever pitch, chanting and cheering for Father John Ramsey who places the bible at the foot of the turnbuckle. Ramsey passes the microphone back to Peter Santos who continues the introduction.]

Peter Santos: And the opponent, weighing in at 240 lbs., from East Compton, California, �The Outlaw� Exodus!

[�Thug Love� shakes the arena as Exodus walks straight out onto the entrance way. A bandana around his head, it reads �I AM MY OWN GOD�. The MaxiTron zooms in on this bandana and Father John Ramsey�s eyes widen with anger. The crowd explode with jeers as they see the provocative piece of clothing.]

JP: There is going to be hell to pay tonight, Ramsey will not stand for that.

Sully: Exodus sure knows how to rile a crowd up. They are spitting rage in Orlando, Florida. Everyone�s favourite priest is going to get a beating from a real �God�

JP: A real �God�, Sullivan!

[Exodus bounds towards the ring, Ramsey�s eyes are fixed on the bandana. Exodus slides into the ring and goes to the turnbuckle; he taunts the jeering crowd who now jeer even louder. Ramsey motions to the bandana and Exodus laughs at the priest. Referee Gutter Rat checks Exodus for any weapons. Finding him clear he calls for the bell and the match begins.]

JP: Ramsey is back in front of his hometown crowd, what can he do?

Sully: Not a lot I imagine.

JP: Exodus has two strong victories to his name, but Ramsey has a tower of religious and fanatical support behind him.

Sully: I�d rather have the victories to be honest with you.

[The two men walk slowly across the ring towards each other. Father John Ramsey is speaking in a loud tone to Exodus, the microphones can�t quite pick it up but Ramsey points to the bandana and makes the sign of the cross. Exodus just laughs in the face of Ramsey and says something. This causes the temper of Ramsey to boil over and he lunges forward, the crowd roar as Ramsey grabs the first offensive move.]

JP: Just listen to this crowd Sully; he�s riding the crest of a wave at the moment. Nothing will stand in his way.

Sully: Exodus can, isn�t exodus the name of a chapter in the bible?

JP: Yes, I think it is.

Sully: From my school days I remember it was a time when a lot of people decided to leave one place and go to another.

JP: Speaking of a lot of people travelling to another place, the entire MWF will be going the �Wrong Way Round the World� from February next year.

Sully: Japan! Japan! We�re going to Japan John!

[Exodus is taken aback by the force carried in the right hand of Father John Ramsey. The crowd cheer as the right hands crack into the face of Exodus and he�s forced back towards the turnbuckle. The fans are on their feet as the man of justice commands the ring with strong right hands. He follows up with an arm lock. Exodus cries with pain as his arm is locked into a vice like grip. Gutter Rat circles around and Ramsey is crying out the names of the saints as Gutter Rat watches closely.]

JP: Early chance for a win here for Ramsey, he�s obviously got Exodus in a world of pain.

Sully: Gutter Rat you prune! Do something!

JP: He�s the referee, President Wayne has given Gutter Rat this chance and it�s a great opportunity for him to scout his opponent for Nightmare.

Sully: Since when did Gutter Rat take the time to scout his opponents, he just mauls them!

[Exodus reaches out for the ropes and he grabs them. Gutter Rat calls for Ramsey to release the hold and the crowd jeer Gutter Rat as he grabs Ramsey�s arm and rips it off Exodus. Ramsey glares at Gutter Rat and the crowd roar at the prospect of a confrontation. Gutter Rat points to the referee�s badge on his chest and Ramsey nods, an almost respectful nod and he turns round. Exodus has regrouped quickly and the distraction allows his a chance. The boot of Exodus goes upwards and Ramsey is knocked to the mat by a roundhouse kick to the face.]

JP: We heard that one! Ramsey is knocked down by the flying boot of Exodus.

Sully: That�ll teach Ramsey to even question Gutter Rat�s authority.

JP: How wrong does that sound? Gutter Rat and authority!

Sully: You�re right, it hardly ever happens but tonight Gutter Rat has the authority.

[The crowd scream with horror as Exodus stands over Ramsey and begins to stamp on his face. Father John Ramsey attempts to scramble away but Exodus moves round and boots the face of the priest from the other side. Ramsey clutches his face as Exodus reaches down and pulls Ramsey�s hands away and pounds a boot onto Ramsey�s face. The canvas turns red as the boot comes down again and catches Ramsey�s nose. Gutter Rat takes no steps to stop the action as Exodus hauls Ramsey to his feet.]

JP: Ramsey seems to be really struggling; I think almost ten matches in a row are really starting to get to him now.

Sully: I heard a rumour that he wants a holiday. Since when did a priest get a holiday? I thought every day was a day to preach the Lord to the unconverted?

JP: He�s a wrestler as well as a man of the cloth, he�s entitled to holiday like any other wrestler.

Sully: I wonder where he�d spend his holiday? Christian Union summer school?

[Exodus sends Ramsey into the ropes and as he comes back the ring is shaken with the impact of a spine buster. Ramsey is driven into the canvas and Gutter Rat leaps down and counts as Exodus covers �1�2! Ramsey rolls the shoulder to the relief and cheers of the crowd.]

JP: The ring was really shaking then, Ramsey is being whipped around by Exodus.

Sully: Exodus is doing exactly what he needs to do. Silence this crowd!

JP: The crowd need to start scaring Exodus, there are 10,000 people inside this arena and currently it sounds like about ten have turned up!

Sully: I could almost here a pin drop.

[Father John Ramsey is getting to his feet, helped by Exodus. �The Outlaw� looks for the Irish whip into the turnbuckle, but Ramsey counters and the crowd suddenly come to life as their hometown priest sends Exodus into the turnbuckle. Exodus hits it hard and he turns, slumped against the turnbuckle as Ramsey recovers for a moment.]

JP: That�s more like it�the crowd really went for it then. Where are the Ramsey chants?

Sully: Doesn�t Ramsey remind you of a former MWF World Heavyweight Champion?

JP: Who?

Sully: Troy Knight.

[The crowd are on their feet now as Ramsey runs towards the turnbuckle. Full pelt he looks to charge into Exodus, but �The Outlaw� suddenly drops to the mat and a drop toe hold sends Ramsey crashing into the turnbuckle. Ramsey�s already bloodied nose is gushing faster as he connects with the top of the turnbuckle. He kneels in the corner, where his bible is placed beneath the turnbuckle, as Exodus approaches him.]

JP: Ouch! There is a bloody mess all over this ring now.

Sully: Exodus knows how to work someone open, I guess when you�re born and raised in East Compton you need to know how to survive.

[Ramsey is using the ropes to claw himself back up to a standing position. His vision no doubt blurred after the collision with the turnbuckle. The crowd are roaring Ramsey on, as Exodus grabs the priest from behind and executes a Russian leg sweep. Ramsey is on his back again and Exodus goes for the cover once more, Gutter Rat counts �1�2! The crowd breathe a heavy sight of relief as the priest rolls the shoulder once more.]

JP: Why can�t Ramsey find any rhythm? It�s been all Exodus for the majority of the match.

Sully: Ramsey�s lost the crowds support. He doesn�t have them cheering him on at the moment.

JP: Ramsey needs something to win the crowd over, a shot in the arm�anything!

[Exodus rolls away, he looks at Gutter Rat. �Rat Bastard� signals two count once more, Exodus looks slightly unhappy at the decision but he grabs Ramsey by the hair and hauls him back to a standing position. The crowd roar as Ramsey pushes aside the holding arms of Exodus, �The Outlaw� staggers back a few paces and Ramsey is able to leap up and the crowd roar as a dropkick knocks down Exodus. Ramsey also stays down and Gutter Rat looks over both fallen men.]

JP: Now that�s what I�m talking about. A miracle to turn the match his way and get the crowd back behind him.

Sully: It�s going to take more than a dropkick to keep Father John Ramsey in this match.

[Both men are down and Gutter Rat signals a count �.1�.2�.3�.Father John Ramsey to the cheers of the crowd starts to move �4�5�6�Ramsey fights his way to his feet, Exodus is also stirring. Gutter Rat cancels the count and Ramsey leans down and grabs Exodus. The crowd roar as a sleeper hold is locked on�Exodus roars with pain and begins to sink to his knees as Ramsey keeps the hold locked in.]

JP: Sleeper hold! Sleeper hold! Ramsey�s going to put Exodus� challenge to sleep in Orlando, Florida.

Sully: Fight it Exodus, you�ve no doubt been in worst on the West Coast!

[Exodus attempts to stagger to the ropes, his feet fighting the hold as he stumbles forward. His arms clutching his neck as he attempts to wrench Ramsey off him. Father John Ramsey is screaming for Exodus to surrender to the Father, Son and Holy Spirit as Gutter Rat calmly watches them. The crowd are roaring on Ramsey as Exodus sinks back to his knees and the pair drop onto the canvas�Exodus roaring that he will not surrender.]

JP: He�s going blue; I think Exodus is going to explode soon.

Sully: Ramsey�s got this locked in like a cobra!

[Gutter Rat is crouched down asking Exodus if he surrenders. A small shake of the head signals that Exodus will continue to fight the hold as Ramsey digs his knee into the back of Exodus and roars once again for �The Outlaw� to give up the fight. The crowd are chanting, cheering and clapping as Exodus attempts to roll free of the move but Ramsey keeps the hold locked in.]

JP: He�s not going to let go. Ramsey is going to keep this hold locked in to the gates of hell!

Sully: Fight it Exodus, come on.

[Exodus� hands slip away from his neck. Gutter Rat watches as Exodus� hand falls limp onto the canvas, Gutter Rat grabs Exodus� arm and lets it drop�once�.he picks it up again, and lets it drop�two�and Ramsey roars with delight as the arm drops a third time and Gutter Rat calls for the bell.]

JP: Oh yes! A hometown victory for Father John Ramsey, he turned around a match when all seemed lost.

Sully: Exodus will be gutted, absolutely gutted.

Peter Santos: And your winner, through submission, Father John Ramsey!

[The Orlando crowd explode with cheers as Ramsey stands; raising his arms to the crowd he makes the sign of the cross. Gutter Rat ignores Exodus; Ramsey turns to face his arch-enemy.]

JP: These two have managed to co-exist for the night. I�m not entirely sure how but Gutter Rat appears to like his new form of authority.

Sully: I hope he keeps wrestling; he�s far too dangerous to be a referee!

[Father John Ramsey looks into the eyes of Gutter Rat, the crowd growing louder. The tension could be cut with a knife, as Ramsey extends his hand to Gutter Rat. �Rat Bastard� looks at the hand of Father John Ramsey, the hand doesn�t tremble at all and Ramsey holds the gaze of Gutter Rat.]

JP: I never thought I�d see this. The two men who will compete for the Maximum Wrestling Federation Television Championship at Nightmare could well shake hands.

Sully: Don�t do it Gutter Rat, you can�t be converted! 

[The fans are in shock at the move, they stare at Ramsey�s hand as Gutter Rat�s hand slowly comes out to meet his. The two men�s hands clasp together, Ramsey smiles and shouts aloud with joy at the handshake. The shout turns to a scream as Gutter Rat kicks Ramsey in the groin area!]

JP: Oh no! That damn �Rat Bastard�!

Sully: Haha! That�ll teach Ramsey to try and convert the most heathen wrestler the MWF will ever see.

JP: No! No! No!

[Gutter Rat backs away from the doubled up Father John Ramsey, he rears back before charging at Ramsey and the crowd gasp as the Proverbial Train Wreck savages Ramsey down onto the canvas. Ramsey is a curled ball of pain as Gutter Rat marches out of the ring and walks up the entrance ramp, looking back at the crumpled heap that is Father John Ramsey.]

JP: The Proverbial Train Wreck has just destroyed Father John Ramsey; he looks to be in real pain.

Sully: Never, ever, give Gutter Rat a position of authority because that is the reason why�he�ll destroy you.

[Gutter Rat reaches the top of the entrance ramp and he turns, and catches a microphone that is thrown from the back. He has a twisted smile on his face, he goes to speak but the jeers of the crowd drown him out.]

JP: This Orlando crowd are livid; they�ve just seen their hometown hero destroyed by this creature.

Sully: The MWF Television Champion did his job, he wanted to referee the match and he has done.

JP: He did referee fairly but at the end of the match. That was disgraceful!

Sully: I wish this crowd would shut up so I could hear what Gutter Rat has to say.

[The crowd eventually fall silent; Father John Ramsey is clutching his chest and stomach area as he looks up from the mat. Gutter Rat speaks, his voice stinging the ears of the crowd.]

Gutter Rat: Priest. Father. We had a deal�and I am honouring that deal. Until you take away the MWF Television Championship then I can be as bad, as twisted and as fucked up as I want to be!

[The crowd jeer loudly but Gutter Rat screams over them.]

Gutter Rat: Nightmare, Father, you and me�and no amount of divine intervention is going to save you!

[Gutter Rat throws his mic down and taunts the crowd, as Ramsey groans and collapses back to a flat position. �More Human Than Human� by Rob Zombie hits the PA system as �Rat Bastard� stalks off into the shadows.]

JP: He�s sent his warning shot; Ramsey is going to have the fight of his life at Nightmare.

Sully: He�ll be lucky to come out alive. These two are going to have a match that many of the fans will have never seen. So much emotion and anger will go into this match.

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