versus

"The King" Sam King

MWF World Championship Tournament Semi-Final, Bed of Nails Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

JP: We've waited months for this match and I can hardly believe it's going to happen.

Sully: Me neither, I think Sam King has a chance tonight to show the "WMD" he really is the real thing and a challenger to the MWF World Title.

JP: As far as I'm concerned he's had his day and is just a washed up has been of his glory days.

Sully: He can turn it back round again, it was only a few months ago that he was kicking ass reguarly.

JP: Yeah because he had The Jeopardizer at his side, without him then he's nothing.

Sully: We'll just see if "Shadow Boy" can show him tonight shall we?

JP: "Shadow Boy" you can't call The Jeopardizer "Shadow Boy" anymore...he's taken that MWF Xtreme Title to a new level that not even Sam King managed to reach.

Sully: You've got your head so far up "WMD"'s ass I am suprised you can speak!

Peter Santos: This match is a semi-final of the MWF World Championship Tournament and it is a Bed of Nails match.

[The crowd explode at Peter Santos' announcement, the portly announcer waves at the cheering crowd.]

JP: This is going to be one of the most brutal matches....

Sully: It can't be more brutal than the last match, Anarkist and Hart Evans almost killed themselves.

JP: Anarkist will be out injured severly after that and I bet Hart Evans won't exactly be sprightly.

Sully: What was Walker thinking putting someone as talented as Hart Evans in a match like that, the MWF President's head needs checking sometimes.

JP: He did what he believed the right thing was....

Sully: But we have to find thier opponent now.

Peter Santos: Introducing first, from Toronot, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 215 lbs., the MWF Xtreme Champion, a member of the "WMD" and accompanied by General Manager Fozzy, "Jay-Z" The Jeopardizer!

["Enter The Jeopardy" hits the PA system and the crowd erupt as The Jeopardizer walks out from behind a wall of red smoke and he coughs as the smoke hits him....the MWF's General Manager follows his protegee down to the ring, the MWF Xtreme Title over his shoulders.]

JP: Tonight The Jeopardizer steps into the ring with his nemesis, the man who he shared some of his best times in the MWF with...

Sully: A friendship was torn apart, Sam King realised he couldn't carry "Jay-Z" anymore so he left him, and "Jay-Z" found a new friendship...

JP: One which has led him here, as part of the "WMD" he has become a force in the MWF and is stepping from the shadow of Sam King while the former "King" has shrunk gradually into the shadows of the MWF.

Sully: "The King" shall rise again and this is his big chance, and when I say the word big I cannot emphasise how important it is Sam King reaches the final of the tournament.

JP: Why?

Sully: Because this could be Sam's last stand, this could be the final fight....he's done it all, except win the MWF World Title.

JP: It would be cowardly to just win the MWF World Title and then throw it away....wait that is just what Sam King would do.

[The Jeopardizer is in the ring, he has slid under the bottom rope and he climbs the turnbuckle and taunts the crowd who roar in response, Fozzy is in the ring with the MWF Xtreme Title and he passes the belt to referee Charles Galliant.]

Sully: Is there any need for a referee in this match?

JP: Well they have to decide whether the wrestler actually impaled his opponent on the Bed of Nails.

Sully: Ahh, wise old JP.

JP: That's me!

Peter Santos: And the opponent, weighing in at 240 lbs., from Victoria, Texas, "The King" Sam King!

[The crowd explode in anger as yellow flames lick from the entrance way around the entrance and striding through it comes the former MWF Xtreme and Tag Team Champion, Sam King....he frowns at the crowd before snarling something and striding down the entrance ramp, in yelloq combat trousers.]

Sully: There he is, the man I believe can finally capture the MWF World Championship from the grasp of the "WMD".

JP: He's going to have a tough time beating someone as confident and as good as The Jeopardizer out here tonight.

Sully: This is the first time they've met in the ring, but these two men know every nook and cranny of each other's game.

JP: There is no push or shove over one another tonight....King may be physically stronger but "Jay-Z" is like lightning around that ring, he can be up on that turnbuckle in a few seconds and dropping an elbow on you in an instant.

Sully: "The King" has the big moves, those deadly King Kicks can carve a hole in the opponents defense and tonight you'll see Sam King getting very technical with the Canadian.

JP: "Jay-Z" can get technical, he'll have no problem suplexing the Texan.

Sully: He's been transformed once but tonight then Sam King becomes transformed again.

[Sam King is on the ring apron, cameras flash around the arena as he finally ducks through the ropes and stands in the ring. He glares across the ring and his gaze is returned by eyes just as intense, two eyes of the MWF Xtreme Champion....The Jeopardizer not taking his eyes from Sam King raises his arms slowly in the air and the crowd respond with a thunderous "Jay-Z" chant.]

JP: We thought the match before was going to be intense, that will be nothing, absolutly nothing compared to this.

Sully: Expect the unexpected tonight as they two men attempt to impale each other on a bed of nails...

[Both men turn as their is a scrape of metal on concrete and they see two MWF officials dragging the huge board with hundreds of sharp nails glinting upwards.....General Manager Fozzy gives a big gulp and his adam's apple quivers, but "The King" and "Jay-Z" remain emotionless as they stare at the large board which could decide not just the match, but their very careers as wrestlers.]

JP: I can feel it Sully, someone is going to die tonight and I sure as hell hope it is not going to be The Jeopardizer....I have to be honest and say I hope it's neither of them.

Sully: We'll see....this crowd want Sam King's blood but I bet you they're not going to get it, there is nothing but steel and resolve in that heart and Sam King will never give in.

JP: This match is as much about pride as it is the MWF World Championship, these are two men who spent years of their life together and now they find themselves from being partners to sworn enemies.

[Charles Galliant walks slowly into the centre of the ring, the MWF Xtreme Title has been placed by the ring bell and a hand clap is started around the arena, more and more of the fans join in until six thousand fans are stamping their feet and clapping their hands in unison so the very foundations of the arena in Wisconsin are shaking. Charles Galliant talks to Sam King and then turns and talks to The Jeopardizer, General Manager Fozzy is on the outside and he is leading the handclap with the fans in the front row.]

Sully: Fozzy had better keep his asshole out of this match or he might find himself with a rather uncomfortable bed to sleep on tonight.

JP: One thing is for sure, whoever goes down tonight won't be sleeping or sitting down for quite a while.

Sully: Those nails, I don't care what anyone says, are painful and any man unlucky enough to fall on those will meet his fate.

JP: He'll also lose the MWF World Championship....

Sully: And his pride, his pride.

[There is a slow ding, ding, ding, that resounds from the bell and the harsh metallic sound pierces the air before Sam King raises his eyes to the roof and seems to be saying a little prayer....The Jeopardizer remains grim faced but a smile begins to crack onto his face and soon a huge beaming smile is on his face, he wipes the sweat from his brow and offers his hand in a challenge to "The King". Sam King lowers his eyes from the roof and stares directly into the eyes of his arch rival, slowly but surely a smile comes to the face of Sam King and he accepts the hand of The Jeopardizer....both men bring their other hands round and a ripple of sound goes around the arena as the two men come together. King pushes forward using his weight advantage to knock The Jeopardizer off balance but "Jay-Z" is ready for him and he leans backwards before bring his head forward and driving it hard into the shoulder of Sam King...."The King" finds his hand loosened and "Jay-Z" breaks his hand free and twists the other arm of Sam King round and drives his elbow into the arm of Sam King, dropping "The King" to his knees.]

JP: This is going to get technical, I told you Sully...it may well be an Xtreme tournament but this is certainly no Vacation for these two men....they are going to use every bit of technical knowledge they can to gain them an advantage.

Sully: That's giving Sam King an advantage.

[King almost seems to respond to Sully's comment, he goes down on his knees but his free hand swings round and strikes The Jeopardizer behind the knee....the MWF Xtreme Champion is stunned as King hits the blow sweetly and "Jay-Z" is sent to the mat....King is up and punces on The Jeopardizer, tearing at his bleached hair, King attacks like a savage, beating the face of The Jeopardizer into the mat, slamming it so hard that The Jeopardizer's eyes are almost impaled on the mat. The Jeopardizer looks to the outside, to the MWF's General Manager and we see blood already streaming from the broken nose of the MWF Xtreme Champion.]

JP: The first blood of the night, Sam King has busted The Jeopardizer's nose right open....I'm hardly suprised, being the Xtreme Champion involves a lot of high risks and violent matches.

Sully: Well you remember The Jeopardizer versus Chris Drebbin, they were both almost dead after that amazing match.

JP: I had to look away during that match for fear of what would happen next....and now The Jeopardizer has an opponent of at least equal standing of Chris Drebbin.

Sully: Sam King is no Chris Drebbin, he's a former Xtreme and Tag Team Champion....but most importantly he's been here before, he's felt the suffering of losing a Main Event at a Pay-Per-View and he sure as hell doesn't want to lose again.

[Sam King finally relents the assault, he wrenches The Jeopardizer's head back by the hair and spits into the right eye of The Jeopardizer...the MWF's General Manager shouts at Sam King from the outside but "The King" snarls and slams The Jeopardizer's head into the mat again and stands up. He points to the outside and the crowd jeer as he calls the MWF's General Manager almost every name under the sun.....before Charles Galliant can do anything then King has slid from the ring and Fozzy takes flight.]

JP: He can't do this, someone has to stop this madman before he ends up doing something he'll come to regret...he'll rip the General Manager apart.

Sully: Finally, he'll what he deserves.

[Fozzy is running at full pace, he grabs the turnbuckle and rolls into the ring....Sam King stops dead in his tracks as Fozzy stands cowering in the ring. The crowd jeer King as he snatches the MWF Xtreme Title from the table and smiles at the MWF's General Manager who is petrified in the ring, Fozzy scrabbled around and kneels down and drags The Jeopardizer to his feet....the blood from his nose is seeping down past his mouth like a river. "Jay-Z" stands, light headed infront of his General Manager while Sam King walks slowly into the ring.]

JP: What the hell is Sam King going to with the MWF Xtreme Title, that's not his property anymore...

Sully: He can do whatever the hell he likes with that belt, this match has no damn rules except put the son of a bitch onto a bed of nails.

[Sam King kisses the MWF Xtreme Title, The Jeopardizer raises a hand but Sam King ignores it....King charges, Fozzy's knees are shaking as King leaps and brings the MWF Xtreme Title crashing down...expecting to thump The Jeopardizer on the skull with it but he connects with thin air and lands on the mat. The Jeopardizer and Fozzy are a little way from Sam King, "Jay-Z" with his arm protectively around the MWF's General Manager....he gets to his feet and strides towards the rising Sam King. "The King" attempts to slam the belt into "Jay-Z" but The Jeopardizer has already brought his knee into the body of Sam King...King grunts and finds himself irish whipped into the turnbuckle.]

JP: This is already one hell of a match and we haven't even got near the bed of nails yet...thank god.

Sully: I thought King was going to nail both "Jay-Z" and Fozzy with the MWF Xtreme Title there, hopefully he'll get another go and split their dumb skulls together.

[King drops the MWF Xtreme Title and doubles over....The Jeopardizer grabs the MWF Xtreme Title and slaps the belt hard across the back of Sam King....King screams with pain and attempts to stagger away from "Jay-Z", but The Jeopardizer has a look of pure hatred in his eyes as he brings the belt cracking down on the back of Sam King who screams out again, the crowd are 'ahhhing' with each belt stroke and they roar as The Jeopardizer raises it high above his head again. But the belt doesn't come down again, referee Charles Galliant grabs the belt from The Jeopardizer's hand and the crowd immediately give Galliant some serious heat.]

JP: What the hell did he do that for?

Sully: Haha! You show them Charles, you are the official boss of this match and you've got every right to do that.

[MWF General Manager Fozzy is livid, his eyes wide with rage as he is on his feet and in the face of Charles Galliant who holds onto the MWF Xtreme Title and refuses to give it back, The Jeopardizer is pushing Galliant towards the turnbuckle and the crowd are cheering him on as he demands his belt back. All the while Sam King is slowly dragging himself upright on the ropes, his back is red and sore with the marks of the belt and the look in his eyes is one of revenge.]

JP: Why does Charles Galliant always has to stick his nose in where it is not needed....

Sully: Because the "WMD" are nothing but a bunch of bullies and Charles Galliant has a sense of decency. He didn't want to see Sam King get beaten to a bloody pulp.

JP: I think Charles Galliant is going to be a bloody pulp after the end of this!

[The Jeopardizer grabs Charles Galliant by the throat and the MWF General Manager rips the MWF Xtreme Title fron his grasp and then screams something uncomprehedable in the face of the referee and the whole crowd are baying for blood as The Jeopardizer whips Charles Galliant into the ropes....as Galliant comes back then The Jeopardizer grabs him and the crowd explode as Galliant is in Deep Jeopardy, head bouncing off the canvas and The Jeopardizer rolls clear and milks the applause of an adoring crowd.]

Sully: That......that......that.....is just...well fuck you I'm going home!

JP: The Jeopardizer was just showing Charles Galliant who is in charge of this match and that is The Jeopardizer, he's here to win tonight and not even a match referee can get in his way.

[The Jeopardizer turns back to where Sam King was and as he turns he is caught by a huge blow to the face, a Sam King clothesline knocks The Jeopardizer out of his boots and onto the mat, Fozzy slides from the ring, clutching the MWF Xtreme Title. King laughs as The Jeopardizer attempts to get up straight away but ends up clutching his neck, King gives him a pathetic look before stomping on The Jeopardzer, then bringing the foot down again and again on the mid-section of The Jeopardizer. King looks outside and sees the bed of nails glinting in the arena lights, six thousand fans erupt in full voice as Sam King finally takes note of the way to win the match.]

Sully: This is it JP, this is the end of The Jeopardizer, it all ends right here and right now...after all these months of backstabbing and words it is going to be finished in one brutal move tonight.

JP: Thought you were going home?

Sully: Changed my mind.

[King throws The Jeopardizer to the outside and "Jay-Z" lands with a thud near to the bed of nails, the fans nearby attempt to raise "Jay-Z" as Sam King climbs from the ring. "The King" laughs as The Jeopardizer feebly attempts to get to his feet.....King grabs The Jeopardizer by the hair and drags him over to the bed of nails...Charles Galliant watches as Sam King holds the head of "Jay-Z" over the bed of nails, "Jay-Z" looks with a frightened face at the sharp points beneath his face, King's grip is loosened and he yanks The Jeopardizer to his feet. King throws The Jeopardizer into the guardrail, as he does then the MWF's General Manager comes running over and brings a steel chair down hard onto the skull of Sam King!]

JP: My God! I think Sam King has been split wide open by Fozzy!

Sully: That's just damn cheating, you can't claim the "WMD" to be a decent group of men after that one single action.

JP: God damn!

[King falls back and he falls onto the bed of nails, the fans scream and Fozzy looks shocked....King's loss of balance causing him to stagger back and collapse onto the bed of nails, Charles Galliant runs forward and drags King off the nails, King rolls over and blood is dribbling from hundreds of scratches on his back.]

Sully: He hasn't won....The Jeopardizer has not won this match, he has to put "The King" onto the bed of nails, not that bastard Fozzy doing it with the help of a steel chair.

JP: What's Charles Galliant going to do?

[Charles Galliant waves his finger at Fozzy who has dropped the chair and is backing away from "The King" who is clutching his back in pain....The Jeopardizer is slowly getting to his feet with the help of the guardrail. Charles Galliant calls for the match to continue.]

Sully: A good decision from Galliant, he had to be bold there.

JP: Well even I have to admit, The Jeopardizer couldn't have won the match due to Fozzy hitting King with a chair, it wouldn't be right....it clearly states that it must be you who puts the wrestler onto the bed of nails.

[Sam King slowly hauls his way to his feet, The Jeopardizer comes over and grabs King by the hair but Sam King grabs "Jay-Z" and slams his head into the ring apron....General Manager Fozzy has fled to the opposite side of the ring. The crowd roar on The Jeopardizer as he blocks a punch and fires a right hand into the chest of Sam King...the heels of Sam King are up against the bed of nails and he keeps his balance and grabs The Jeopardizer. King grips the trousers of The Jeopardizer and looks for a suplex....it looks as if he's got it when The Jeopardizer manages to bring his weight down and clamps his feet on the floor. The Jeopardizer sends the crowd wild as he goes for a suplex on Sam King....but King gets his weight in the right position and refuses to budge.]

Sully: They're evenly matches, they know each others game inside out.

JP: They sure do, there is nothing that these men don't know about one another.

Sully: Well obviously The Jeopardizer managed to slightly mis-judge Sam King's personality.

[The Jeopardizer still has Sam King in a grappled position....but King elbows The Jeopardizer in the mid-section and the crowd erupt with anger as King sets up The Jeopardizer for the Spinning DDT. The heart's are in the mouths as King pulls The Jeopardizer round and lifts him and the crowd scream as The Jeopardizer is sent crashing onto the bed of nails....a scream erupt violently from his throat and pierces the ears of every member of the crowd. Sam King collapses away from the bed of nails as The Jeopardizer is driven into them, screaming like a banshee as Charles Galliant signals for the match to be over and Fozzy sprints over to help "Jay-Z".]

JP: Oh my God!

Sully: The Jeopardizer has just been impaled on a bed of nails by his former tag team partner, "The King" reigns at Vacation....I hope everyone was watching his awesome display.

JP: That was brutal, absolutly brutal, The Jeopardizer is in no shape to compete after that.

Sully: He willingly entered the match, he had chances to run away but he tried to fight and Sam King wins the first encounter between the two.

JP: I somehow feel this will not be the last...

Peter Santos: And your winner, and advancing to the final, Sam King!

[The crowd respond with a huge "You Suck!" chant as Sam King sarcasticaly milks the applause before staggering towards the entrance ramp to make his way backstage. Medics are on the scene near The Jeopardizer, attending to him as he is pulled free from the bed of nails.]

Sully: He's going to have some scars to show the grand children.

JP: And all because of Sam King, destroying the rightful dream of The Jeopardizer.

Sully: This is Sam King's time, for too long he has had to sit in the shadows and wait for the chance to grab a slice of the limelight....but now he is free to take that MWF World Championship.

JP: The MWF will never be the same if Sam King wins the MWF World Championship.

Sully: That's for sure! It'll change for the better, imagine The Jeopardizer as MWF World Champion....

JP: It'd be better than King!

Sully: The MWF is entering a new era, the MWF World Champion will be either Hart Evans or Sam King...damn the final is going to be a technical affair.

JP: Surely Hart Evans has the bigger advantage as his match was earlier and he's had more time to recover.

Sully: He was though, in a harder and more brutal match.

JP: Sam King didn't have it easy either, The Jeopardizer put up one hell of a fight.

Sully: He rolled over JP, he rolled right over for Sam King, he saw the end and he accepted his fate. He knows that he is just not good enough to be main event material in the MWF and he accepted it right here at Vacation.

JP: It's a dark time for the MWF, Anarkist and The Jeopardizer have been removed from the tournament and we're left with a bastard Canadian and a bastard Texan.

Sully: Or if you look at it another way, we're left with two superb technical athletes...Sam King and Hart Evans are the best in the business when it comes to moves and submissions.

JP: But they're in a table match! It doesn't matter how many leglocks and armbars you stick on in a table match....it all comes down to throwing your opponent through a large sheet of wood with legs.

Sully: This isn't just a table match JP, this is a Flaming Table match!

JP: Hell yeah, I forgot about that...we haven't seen one of these matches in the MWF for quite a long time.

Sully: That's why I'm looking forward to it so much.

JP: And there is a special guest referee, who could it be I wonder?

Sully: Hopefully the MWF President!

JP: I'm going to fall asleep during this match, neither man is remotely interesting.

Sully: Hart Evans has a chance to be a legend...

[The camera cuts backstage to the locker room of the "Canadian Connection", Rick Jones sits with his newly won MWF TV Title and rubs the gold and then looks at the figure of Hart Evans which sits, right knee trembling as he fiddles with his bootlaces.]

Jones: Calm down man...it's only a match.

Evans: A match for the MWF World Championship Rick, I can't just pretend this isn't important.

Jones: I'm not telling you to, it's just you're "The Headliner" and tonight that's what you're doing, and tomorrow night we're headlining again.

Evans: Sam's a good man, and I know I'm going to have to pull something special out to beat him.

Jones: Then pull that something out, we all know you can.

Evans: You got my back?

Jones: As always.

Evans: Don't help me too much, this is my fight, when I ask for help then give it but otherwise just watch.

Jones: I understand, this is your fight, not mine.

Evans: You got the helpful utensil though?

Jones: Right here.

[Rick Jones slaps his pocket and something metallic makes a sound a both men smile before the camera cuts bacl to the arena.]

JP: A...a....helpful utensil, I don't like the sound of that!

Sully: Me neither, I wonder what it could be?

JP: There is only one way to find out, watch this match.