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"The King" Sam King

MWF World Title Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

JP: I'm finding it hard to speak Sully, I am so nervous just waiting for the start of this epic match.

Sully: Imagine how nervous Anarkist and Sam King are...

JP: Anarkist has been through it all before, he knows what he is doing.

Sully: Sam King's been in enough Dynamite events to sink a battleship, but I suppose nothing really compares to this.

JP: It's almost double the amount of noise that Dynamite gives and no wonder as this is going to be one hell of a match.

Sully: The predictions have been made, the battlelines drawn and all those hurtful words will come to a close here...

Peter Santos: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Maximum Wrestling Federation World Title!

[The crowd go wild at the mention of the belt, 'Anarkist!' chants ring around the arena.]

Peter Santos: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 313 lbs., from Toronot, Canada, Anarkist!

[The crowd literally explode as "Papercut" by Linkin Park blasts from the PA system and Anarkist strides through the entrance curtain, ripping it down in the process...he drags the curtain with him and throws it into the crowd.]

JP: Anarkist is angry, he's focused and he's ready to finally capture the MWF World Title.

Sully: An angry man is a man likely to make mistakes.

JP: Anarkist has made so many mistakes that its about time he had some luck Sully!

Sully: You have to make your own luck in the MWF...nothing gets handed to you on a platter.

JP: King got this shot on a plate...

Sully: But he worked his ass off for months to become more than the MWF Xtreme Champion!

[Anarkist has reached the ring, he slides under the ropes and walks over to the turnbuckle, he climbs up and raises both arms in the air and the crowd nearby leap to their feet and salute the big man.]

JP: I think the Chaotic Future is going to be seen tonight Sully...

Sully: Don't be ridiculous, Sam King won't be stupid enough to let Anarkist steal a march on him, you saw his awareness in attacking Anarkist on Dynamite.

JP: But Anarkist repaid the compliment this week, he beat Sam King with a steel chair!

Sully: King was close with that plank of wood...

JP: I can't believe he missed!

Peter Santos: And the opponent, from Victoria, Texas, weighing in at 240 lbs., the former MWF Xtreme and Tag Team Champion, "The King", "The Dramatist" Sam King!

[The arena at the sound of "Not Enough" by Our Lady Peace goes up in boos and jeers and slowly but surely Sam King walks through flickering purple and gold lights to stand in the entrance way...he looks at the empty curtain rail and then looks to the ring.]

Sully: This is going to be a night to remember, the biggest prize in the MWF is on the line and I can't wait to see what happens!

JP: Me neither, you can hardly hear yourself think...it's sad, the man that so many used to love is now despised as much as say Mark Rose was in his prime.

Sully: I don't despise King, I like this new image.

JP: Only you could like an image such as Sam King's!

[Sam King walks down the entrance ramp, the crowd jeering him as he ignores them and stares at the waiting figure of Anarkist in the ring...Anarkist is standing next to referee Charles Galliant...on the arm of Peter Santos is the MWF World Title belt.]

Sully: There it is, the piece of gold that these men are going to put each other through hell for.

JP: It will be one hell of a fight, because these two men have been handpicked...they are believed to be the best in the MWF right now.

Sully: And we've come to expect the best from the best!

[King cautiosly steps into the ring, touching one foot on the canvas, always looking at Anarkist as he treads gingerly into the ring. He stands upright and the two men's eyes meet once again, the crowd popping as Sam King turns away. King walks towards Peter Santos and shakes the announcer's hand, Anarkist backs away to the opposite side of the ring, preparing himself for the match as King takes the MWF World Title from the arm of Peter Santos and raises it to the crowd. The backlash from the crowd is incredible, bottles, cans, everything is thrown into the ring as King goades the crowd and then gives the World Title back to Peter Santos. King turns round and finds the face of Anarkist right in his own, King looks startled as Anarkist stares into the eys of "The Dramatist".]

JP: How can he have the audacity to even consider taking the MWF World Title before he's won it?

Sully: He was simply testing the water...

JP: Yeah, I'm sure, he's too damn cocky for his own good.

Sully: How can these people hate a man who is such a good wrestler?

JP: Quite easily Sully!

[The bell sounds and Anarkist and King are still standing toe to toe...neither man giving and inch, Charles Galliant pushes them apart and calls for a good clean fight, Anarkist nods but King charges straight at Anarkist and knocks him down with a clothesline. Anarkist is sent down to the canvas, laid out on his front...King grabs the back of Anarkist's head and slams it forward so Anarkist's face is driven into the mat. King mounts the neck of Anarkist and begins to lock in a chinlock....but Anarkist resists and slowly but surely stands up. King the smaller man, giving away seven inches is powerless as Anarkist stands up and then falls backwards, crushing King beneath him. Anarkist rolls off King and climbs to his feet to the cheers of the crowd.]

Sully: I hope that isn't a sign of things to come!

JP: Anarkist just dominated Sam King there...you would have thought King would try and get the early advantage, it's his only way of winning this match.

[Sam King is dragged to his feet by Anarkist, but King extends his foot into the mid-section of Anarkist and then begins to hammer away on the back of Anarkist, one punch, two punches, three punches, and finally King walks back a few steps and launches a huge dropkick into the side of Anarkist's head....Anarkist falls sideways and holds his head as King taking Anarkist by the leg drags him to the centre of the ring.]

Sully: Looks like Sam King's got a plan for this match...

JP: Every wrestler has a plan for their match, however it is very rare that the plans work out!

Sully: I think this one just might...