JP: After three weeks we finally make it here to Comeback, and the first MWF Xtreme Champion will be crowned right here tonight.

Sully: Be the first ever Xtreme Champion, and what an honour it will be for both these men, and they have completely different styles of wrestling.

JP: Sam King is the technical wrestler, and what a wrestler he is at that, he was really wrestled his way into this final, showing a great range of moves.

Sully: Cid took the more literal approach to the Xtreme Title Tournament, instead of messing around with suplexes and arm drags then Cid got a ladder, climbed it and got himself thrown down it!

JP: That was the thrilling match with The Jeopardizer in the First Round, Sam King has taken out Justin Sane and Alex Adema to get here, and that win over Justin Sane was debateable to say the least.

Sully: He won fair and square...just because General Manager Fozzy appears you presume that something is wrong, you are so cynical JP.

JP: Cynical me?

Sully: Yeah you're a cynical old fool!

JP: Why you!

Peter Santos: This match is the Xtreme Title Tournament Final, and it is scheduled for one fall. The first competitor tonight, accompanied by Synn, from Des Moines, Iowa and weighing in at 198 lbs., Cid!

["Dead In Hollywood" by The Murderdolls pumps from the PA system and the crowd give a mixed reaction to Cid as he walks from behind the curtain, the beautiful Synn behind him.]

Sully: Whoa! Take a look at the ass on that JP!

JP: On who?

Sully: On Synn of course, are you blind?

JP: No of course not, I just wasn't paying attention that's all.

Sully: How can you miss something like that?

JP: Aren't we paid to comment on the wrestling...not the accompanied entertainment!

Peter Santos: And his opponent, hailed as 'The King' from Victoria, Texas, weighing in at 240 lbs., Sam King!

['Not Enough' by Our Lady Peace shakes the arena as the three thousand fans leap to their feet to greet The King, he doesn't appear at first, but eventually he bursts from behind the curtain and a cheap set of gold fireworks explode behind him, the crowd roar as King taunts to the crowd and applauds them.]

Sully: Sam King, how can he call himself a king? What is he king of exactly, being a muppet?

JP: Don't talk about one of the best tehnical wrestlers in the MWF like that, King's got great style and also some excellent high flying abilities.

Sully: But he isn't extreme enough for the MWF Xtreme Title, how can you have a champion for the Xtreme Title who isn't even Xtreme?

JP: Would you stop asking questions and just watch the match!

[With JP and Sully arguing the camera is fixed on the ring, Cid is flexing the ropes and being talked to by Synn who is pumping him up for the contest, Sam King takes his time walking down the entrance ramp, taking the time to high five fans, but all the time he is looking towards the ring at Cid.]

Sully: Why is he taking so long, they should ring the bell and have the referee count him out.

JP: But Sam King cannot be counted out....it's an Xtreme Title match, no countout, no DQ, practically no rules.

[Sam King finally reaches the ring, he slides under the bottom rope and shakes the hand of referee Chad Pattison, Cid looks towards King and gives him a cursory glance of respect, King bows his head slightly to Cid before King climbs the turnbuckle and taunts to the fans who respond with a 'KING! KING! KING!' chant, Cid looks pissed off and shouts abuse at the crowd who instantly respond with a hostile chant of 'ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!', Synn bends over slightly and the jeers turn to cheers.]

JP: Animals, absolute animals these people are, but they pay the way for this company...

Sully: So long may it continue!

[The bell sounds and Sam King is the first man on the attack, he grabs Cid and the crowd cheer as Cid hits the ground on the wrong end of an arm toss takedown, Sam King takes his time walking around the ring before stomping on the head of Cid, once, twice, thrice, before grabbing Cid by the arm and moving him to the centre of the ring, King leaps up onto the turnbuckle, he taunts to the crowd and launches himself into the air, coming down hard with an elbow drop onto the chest of Cid, Chad Pattison counts as King covers...1...2! Cid rolls the shoulder, and rakes the eyes of King, King rolls away and Cid gets to his feet.]

Sully: Good move by Cid there, he has to use all the available time out there tonight to make everything count.

JP: At least he's got a move in, King is dominating this match already.

Sully: It's only just begun!

[Cid is on his feet and King gets up but is sent straight back down as Cid runs towards him and executes a cross body sending King to the mat, Cid doesn't hold the cross body and instead rolls off King, who clutches his ribs, Cid climbs to his feet and grabs King by the hair and yanks him up, he kicks King in the mid-section and the crowd jeer as he knees King in the head before pushing King between his legs and looking to executes the cross powerbomb, the crowd go wild as King reverses and sends Cid flying backwards over his head, Cid lands face first on the canvas, King drops a leg on the neck of Cid and hooks the leg of Cid, Synn screams from the outside as Pattison counts...1...2.! Cid kicks out and Sam King slides out of the ring, as he turns around to look for something then Synn comes running over, the beautiful young lady takes King completely by suprise and leaps on him tearing at hs face.]

Sully: Why do things like that never happen to me?

JP: Because you're far too old, and it's disgraceful Synn is completely ruining this match now, Cid is lucky to have such an interferring little wretch on his side.

Sully: If it made you happier JP then she could always leave him and be by my side.

[Sam King throws Synn off him and she crashes into the guardrail, leaving her slightly dazed, King's look of shock on his face begins to fade as he walks towards where the ring bell is kept, King grabs the ring bell from the member of staff and throws it in the ring, the crowd go wild as it crashes into the ring.]

JP: Now it's going to take it to the Xtreme.

[Cid in the ring is slowly getting to his feet, he stands up as King gets in the ring and Cid blocks a punch from King and hits him with one of his own, it hits King on the bridge of the nose and The King holds his nose and in that split second Cid has the ring bell in his hand and slams it between the legs of Sam King, King almost goes cross eyed as Cid pulls the bell away and brings it down hard on the face with a huge BRRRRING! King collapses to the mat as Cid throws the bell down and taunts to the crowd who jeer loudly his actions.]

Sully: Now that is what you call Xtreme! Ah I love it...as long as he doesn't do such a terrible thing to someone like myself.

JP: There's no need, there is nothing there anyway Sully.

Sully: .....you!?

[Cid stands in the ring, the cameras are flashing as he turns to the top rope, he turns back to the body of Sam King, Cid picks up the ring bell and places it on the body of Sam King, he then walks slowly over to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope.]

JP: He's crazy! Cid is going to end this match right here...what is he going to do?

Sully: I expect we're going to see Cid fly down with the XTC Hardcore!

JP: But he doesn't have a chair?

Sully: He's got a fucking ring bell on Sam King's head! Why would he need a chair?

[Cid roars to the crowd, Sam King is motionless as the arena is lit up by bulbs flashing and the crowd scream as Cid leaps from the top rope and comes crashing down, Sam King as fuelled by some great energy rolls away and Cid comes down ontop of the ring bell with a sickening thud which sends a BRRRING! echoing around the arena, Cid holds his leg and rolls from the scene, Sam King has managed to get to his feet, and the crowd roar as King looks at the fallen Cid.]

JP: Come on King, this is the big chance, the whole match has changed after that inspired move by King.

Sully: Lucky, that's all King is, very very lucky.

[King grabs Cid by the hair and drags him out of the ring, King then leading Cid by the hair leads the lipping wrestler up the entrance way, the crowd roar as the titantron is flickering up showing the two men as King leads Cid off through the entrance curtain.]

JP: Now this is what you call Xtreme!

[King takes his time as he grabs Cid in a head lock and then throws Cid hard into a wall, Cid slumps to the floor and King looks around, he spots a nearby janitor who is wiping the floors, King walks up to the janitor and grabs the mop from the hand of the janitor, the janitor looks on as King snaps the mop over the head of the rising Cid!]

Sully: Mop-tastic, what a wet move that was from King.

JP: More like inspirational.

Sully: What are the youngsters going to think wrestling is about, hitting people with mops?

[Cid is down on the floor, King is walking off down the corridor looking for something, he walks around the corner and spots....a coke machine. King's face lights up and he runs back to where Cid is laid out on the floor, King picks up Cid and leads him down the corridor, backstage members have begun to appear now, Tom Halliday the Medical Officer of MWF trys to intervene but Sam King pushes him aside, the backstage hands are cheering on King as he reaches the coke machine.]

JP: I think we're about to see something special here....but what exactly is Sam King going to do with a coke machine?

Sully: Not a clue...

[King sets Cid up, he lifts Cid after pushing him between his legs, Cid is in a powerbomb position and Sam King runs forward and powerbombs Cid into the coke machine! The coke machine buckles, the cheap plastic cracks and Cid goes crashing through into the container space filled with coke cans, there is a huge crunch as his back hits them and cans spill all over the floor, King taunts to the backstage hands and they roar in approval along with the crowd who are heard cheering from the outside.]

JP: Now that was inspired, a powerbomb into a damn coke machine.

Sully: Terrible...just think we're going to have to pay for a new one of those.

JP: Yeah yeah...who cares, this is the MWF's Comeback and we can do whatever the hell we want.

[Referee Chad Pattison counts as Sam King hooks the leg of Cid...1...2...3!]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall and the first MWF Xtreme Champion, Sam King!

Sully: No that's not possible, it can't be...surely not we can't have a technical wrestler as the MWF's Xtreme Champion, Sam King is about as Xtreme as my grandma!

JP: What does your grandma have to do with all this, who cares about your grandma, Sam King is the first MWF Xtreme Champion.

Sully: Cid should of won, he's hardcore and extreme, Sam King took it all away.

JP: He took it away quite rightfully...roll on the Main Event!

Sully: How can you even think about the Main Event, there is something much more to come....Jakk Hollow and Justin Sane, in a cage!

JP: Justin Sane is going to walk all over Jakk Hollow, you know that, I know that and General Manager Fozzy knows that.

Sully: Fozzy knows better, the mans a god and he isn't going to let some rookie like Justin Sane win a cage match at the opening Pay-Per-View.

JP: The whole point of a cage match is to stop interfence, although I have my doubts, GM Fozzy is a devious plotter and no doubt has some plan hatched.

Sully: Ah what a man, a plan for everyday, nothing your precious Prez Ed can do.

JP: Prez Ed could have Fozzy anyday...

Sully: Oh yeah, what makes you so sure?

JP: Because Ed is a god!

[For evidence the camera zooms into some signs which have 'Ed is God' written on them with hysterical fans leaping around underneath them.]

Sully: What do signs mean, I saw a sign saying 'I Love JP' doesn't mean anything...

JP: I saw a nice young lady with a 'Sully is a Sex God' sign earlier...

Sully: Really where?

JP: Aisle 5, seat....about 36 I believe.

Sully: Yeahh baby!

JP: I thought you said signs didn't mean anything...

Sully: They do when my names on them!

[The camera cuts off JP as it switches backstage, President Edward Walker is sitting backstage in his make-shift office. His face is a mixture of worry and excitement, he is watching the TV monitors in his office and scribbling down notes, and constantly scriblling out and then re-writing.]

JP: What exactly is he doing?

Sully: Writing his retirement probably, just like you should be.

JP: Enough of the old jokes!

Sully: Well the funny thing is....I'm not joking....

[Ed gets up from his chair, slamming the pen down he walks towards the television screen, a pained smile on his face, a few lines of age are shown on his face, the door to his office swings open and Justin Sane walks in.]

Sane: Evening boss!

Ed: Good evening Justin, are you ready?

Sane: Ready...that's an understatement, there is no word to describe how ready I feel, I am going to walk out there and crush him.

Ed: Good...good...I want this settled tonight, no more after tonight, you must finish it inside that cage.

Sane: You going to be out there to support you?

Ed: Why should I, you don't need me.

Sane: Oh....okay then, well you know best, but if that fiend Fozzy trys anything then I'm going to need some help.

Ed: Fozzy won't try anything trust me.

Sane: Cool, thanks Ed.

Ed: Hadn't you better be off?

Sane: Oh yeah, thanks, just watch me Ed, I'm going to do more than crush him tonight.

[Sane sprints off out of the office, Ed sighs and sits back down at his desk.]

JP: Ed doesn't seem to happy if you ask me...

Sully: Of course he isn't, because he knows that Justin Sane is going to be beaten out there tonight.

JP: Don't be stupid Sullivan, Sane can handle himself against Hollow, and for once Fozzy isn't sticking his nose in!