versus

"The King" Sam King

MWF World Championship Tournament Final, Flaming Tables Match

Referee: Chris Forrest

JP: We're here, Sully. We've arrived at the final.

Sully: The Maximum Wrestling Federation hasn't seen a match like this in a very long time.

JP: Let's go straight ahead with the introductions, because tonight's special referee is a true expert on this particular match.

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentleman� it is now time for the final of the MWF World Heavyweight Championship Tournament! This match will be a Flaming Tables match� [HUGE CHEERS!] � one man must put his opponent through a flaming table to win. Introducing tonight's guest specialist referee� Referee Christopher Forrest!

["There There" by Radiohead hits the PA system and the crowd go into a deep trance, swaying to the music as Chris Forrest pushes through the curtain and heads down the ramp.]

Sully: Chris Forrest? We haven't seen this guy in over a year!

JP: Indeed, many will remember Chris Forrest, but MWF's new breed of talent will be clueless. Christopher Forrest was a field-specific referee in MWF's first era.

Sully: This guy specialises in FLAMING TABLES!

JP: This man wrote the Flaming Table Rulebook, and often worked with the likes of Simon Diamond, the man who became famous because of his use of the blazing wood.

[Forrest climbs the ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes. He circles the ring, leaning over the ropes occasionally to survey the amount of tables stacked against the crowd barrier.]

Sully: Look at all the tables�

JP: They're no use without the flames.

Sully: Who produces the flames?

JP: I'm under the belief that, when called, Referee Forrest will light the table.

Peter Santos: Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 235 lbs., one half of the MWF Tag Team Champions, accompanied by Rick Jones and Amanda, "The Headliner" Hart Evans!

["Taking Me Down" by Hardline turns the crowd's attention to the entrance. Hart Evans walks slowly through the entrance curtain, gripping his Tag Team Title over his shoulder as he glares at the huge sum of tables at ringside. The crowd's jeers are ignored by The Headliner as he walks to the ring.]

Sully: Poor Hart Evans looks beaten already. Look at the fresh cuts on his back. The bloodstains are still there.

JP: Evans has already fought through one battle. Maybe it wore him out� or maybe it's helped him grow.

[Hart rolls into the ring and finds his feet in front of Referee Chris Forrest. The men briefly shake hands before Evans drops his title in the corner of the ring and hits the ropes several times in succession. "Not Enough" by Our Lady Peace echoes through the building and signals the entrance of Sam King through the curtain. He strides to the ring without a stop.]

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

Sully: Sam King looks mean!

[A grimace is etched into his face as he slides under the ropes and comes face to face with Evans. Referee Forrest separates the two men's stare and forces his hand into the palm of King's.]

JP: Another handshake from Forrest. This guy wants their respect, because these men will inevitably gain his before the night is over.

Sully: Hell, yeah! These guys are going to try to set each other on fire!

[The stare continues as the guest referee backs away. He calls for the bell as King and Evans leap at each other and locked in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Evans forces King into the corner, only to be pushes away and clotheslined to the mat. King swiftly picks Evans up and whips him into the ropes. Evans hits the ropes and comes flying back with a dropkick. King evades the dropkick and lands several stiff shots into the back of The Headliner's head. Evans fights to his feet and punches The King in the gut. King is doubled over as Evans hits a DDT.]

Sully: Who will be first to go for a table?

JP: Could be either man. Remember that moves through a table can easily be reversed. The results of this match could go either way with the slightest of decisions or even accidents.

[Evans turns King onto his back and hauls him upwards, but King reacts with a snap suplex. He leaps to his feet and drops a leg on Evans' neck. He climbs the turnbuckle and leaps into the air with a moansault. Evans rolls out of harms way and King lands face-first on the canvas. Evans pulls himself up using the ropes and drops a stiff elbow over King's head. Evans rolls from the ring and pulls a tavle from the pile.]

Sully: Woah! Here we go!

[Evans decks out the table on the outside and then jumps up on the apron. Referee Forrest runs to The Headliner and holds up his lighter fluid. The crowd cheer but Evans shakes his head and gestures the referee away.]

Sully: No flames? Why the hell not?

JP: Looks like The Headliner will concentrate on wearing King down first.

[Evans slips back into the ring through the ropes and takes King by the head. As King rises, he drives his forearm into The Headliner's crotch. The Dramatist sends Evans into the ropes and as he comes back throws The Headliner over the ropes with a monkey toss! Hart Evans goes rear-first through the table on the outside and jars his back severely.]

Sully: Argh! That could slow Evans down a lot!

[King hastily moves to outside and pulls Evans up. Evans struggles up and is thrown over the crowd barrier as King grabs another stacked table and slides it into the ring. He turns back to The Headliner, who is now standing on the barrier. Evans leaps and hits a flying clothesline. He rolls into the ring to find the flat table. Within seconds, the table is on four legs in the centre of the ring. Referee Forrest holds up the lighter fluid, ushering in more cheers from the audience. Evans looks to the crowd and frowns. He folds his arms momentarily� and then gives the nod.]

Sully: We're about to see flames for the first time in over a year!

JP: But will we see someone go through the table?

Sully: We have to!

[Forrest squirts lighter fluid across the table's surface with a slight grin on his face. He holds the lighter high and then gives it a flick. With a speedy movement Referee Forrest sets the table ablaze!]

Sully: Wooo!

[The flames rise into the air as Evans exits the ring and grabs King. King, however, rams The Headliner headfirst into the crowd barrier and then headfirst into the ring steps. He lifts Evans and forces him under the ropes into the ring. Evans crawls on his front towards the table whilst King climbs the turnbuckle. He jumps far into the air and comes down with a leg drop over the back of Evans' head.]

JP: Oww! Both men barely missed the table!

[The flames die down and stick close to the table. King brings Evans to his feet and whips him to the ropes. As The Headliner comes close, King kicks him in the gut and sets him up for the King DDT. Within seconds King is spinning in the air. With a sudden tug on Evans' neck, the duo head downwards through the table. The crowd gasp as the King and Evans lie amidst shards of wood. Referee Forrest shakes his head and calls out to the ring announcer.]

Referee Forrest: The flames were out, the flames were out!

Sully: The match continues! No flames, no victory.

JP: God damnit, this match was clearly over...someone please stop this damn match!

[The crowd are beginning to really get into the match, they're supporting neither of the men....Rick Jones and Amanda roar on Hart Evans as he rolls over, pulling a piece of table out from underneath him and then shaking his head and looking around. Referee Chris Forrest is shouting at Rick Jones to watch his language, Jones shouts something back. Sam King is crawling towards the turnbuckle. Hart Evans gets up and the crowd gasp as he waves Rick Jones to the ring, Rick Jones pulls something from his pocket and slides them into the ring.]

Sully: Handcuffs!

JP: My God! For the love of God! The "Canadian Connection" are bringing handcuffs into the match, Sam King's going to be powerless to stop anything when he has his hands tied behind his back.

Sully: Hart Evans is a genuis I swear, who would have thought of such an evil plan but the great Canadian.

JP: How comes he is a great Canadian, but you say Anarkist isn't?

Sully: Because Anarkist is too soft to even consider using handcuffs on his opponent, he lost his mean streak long ago.

[Hart Evans takes the handcuffs and the crowd scream with excitement as Hart Evans walks over to Sam King..."The Dramatist" is spitting blood and he looks up from the position on his knees and sees the first of Hart Evans smacking his his right cheekbone..Sam King slumps onto the turnbuckle. "The Headliner" grabs King's hair and forces him to his feet, but King finds some energy and knees Hart Evans in the groin, Evans drops the handcuffs and Sam King gets technical with an arm toss takedown, bring Hart Evans hard onto his back.]

JP: That's the old Sam King, the old school technical moves can win him matches but he hardly uses them these days.

Sully: He's still a great wrestler, just doesn't get much luck.

JP: There is more luck to wrestling than skill....I mean look at Hart Evans, if it wasn't for Wildfire dropping out then he wouldn't be here.

Sully: You have a point there, most expected Wildfire to be in the final, I know I did!

[Sam King slides from the ring, he walks over to the annonce table and then changes direction and goes to where the ring bell is kept. He grabs the MWF World Championship belt and walks back towards the ring with it, Hart Evans is attempting to get up as Sam King slides into the ring. "The Headliner" is half way to his feet as Sam King raises the belt and brings the MWF World Title crashing down on the skull of the member of the "Canadian Connection", Amanda screams with horror and buries her face in Rick Jones as "Acid" watches on.]

JP: If I was Amanda then I'd get backstage before this gets really nasty....

Sully: She's a fine tough woman, she'll be staying to watch her brother, she's hardly likely to leave him at a time like this.

JP: Why hasn't Rick Jones got involved yet?

Sully: Because this is not his fight, this is his tag team partners fight and it is not the time or the place for Rick Jones to interfere.

[Hart Evans is sprawled on the mat....his arms behind him and Sam King grabs them and then reaches over and grabs the handcuffs, referee Chris Forrest smiles evily and watches as Amanda screams helplessly from the ring apron, Rick Jones trying to calm her down. Hart Evans' arms are locked behind him by the handcuffs, he is unaware of what is happening as Sam King grabs the MWF World Title again and calls for Hart Evans to get his sorry ass up. The Canadian responds, and slowly crawls onto his knees and kneels before "The King"....Sam King laughs and the whole crowd groan in unison as Sam King takes the MWF World Title like a baseball bat and with a huge swing smashes it clean into the side of Hart Evans' face.]

JP: My God! Sam King is going to knock the face of Hart Evans right off here tonight...

Sully: He was never the best looking bastard, but Sam King's destroying his looks tonight.

["The King" raises the MWF World Title again and "The Headliner" looks up with pleading eyes and screams "hit me again" at Sam King....King is taken aback for a second before swinging the MWF World Championship belt again, but this time Hart Evans falls back and dodges the blow, he scrambles forward and leaps at Sam King, still with his hands tied behind his back. King's face is a mixture of horror and amazement as Hart Evans spits blood into the face of "The Dramatist" before throwing his full weight at Sam King, knocking "The King" back into the corner.]

JP: He's fighting Sam King with his hands tied behind his back, this is incredible, Hart Evans I have to admit is showing the heart of a man who wants to win the MWF World Championship.

Sully: Sam King had better do something quickly or pray that Hart Evans breaks his arms.

JP: Is Hart Evans going to have to fight the rest of the match with his hands tied behind his back?

[Sam King is against the turnbuckle and Hart Evans leaps at him and slams his head hard into the mid-section of Sam King...Evans stumbles but raises his head and begins to slam it into the ribs of Sam King causing "The King" to cry out in pain. Hart Evans is dribbling blood and he spews some more onto Sam King before sinking his teeth deep into the chest of Sam King and the scream from the lungs of Sam King is one of pure horror as Hart Evans rips flesh from Sam King, King sinks to the ground clutching his chest while Evans roars with delight. Referee Chris Forrest, grabs Hart Evans and drags him away from Sam King...Hart Evans calls for Forrest to light a table. Rick Jones slides a table into the ring and Rick Jones slides in after it and begins to set the table up. Forrest gets the lighter fuel and he sets the table into an infero.]

Sully: Why has Hart Evans asked for the table to be set alight he can't even get Sam King onto the table.

JP: He's got a plan Sully, he's using Rick Jones to help him...

[Rick Jones grabs Sam King and rolls him onto the flaming table....the flames lick at the skin of the screaming Sam King. Hart Evans staggers towards the turnbuckle, keeping his balance and he looks with maddened eyes at the crowd who are silent, anticipating something. Sam King is laid on the table which is slowly roasting his body alive, Hart Evans laughs as he begins to climb the turnbuckle and the crowd begin to understand what he's doing.]

Sully: Surely he can't...

JP: It would be suicide.

[Amanda and Rick Jones cheer on their fellow countryman as he reaches the top rope, he turns round and wobbles slgihtly but manages to keep his balance...he is facing into the ring and the table with Sam King is within range. Hart Evans roars and the crowd explode as he leaps off the top rope, he launches his body forward and looks for a diving headbutt onto the prone body of Sam King...he sails through the air and the table gives a splintering crack as Hart Evans goes through it....but only Hart Evans goes through it!]

Sully: JP! JP! Sam King moved, god damnit, Sam King moved out of the way!

JP: He did it, I can't beleive it....Sam King could have been killed but he rolled through the flames.

Sully: This is insane, what more can these men do?

[Sam King lies just inches from the broken table, his arms singed....Hart Evans is surround by smouldering wood...his body weight had put out the flames, his face is as black as the night and his mouth is still outlined with bloody, his eyes are white dots, streaked with red as he stares across the ring to where Rick Jones is standing with and open mouth while Amanda sobs into the shoulder of Rick Jones. The crowd are applauding both men in the ring and Sam King seems to be stirred by this, the crowd roar as Sam King picks himself up and with his arms on the ropes he hauls himself up.]

JP: Hang on a minute, why isn't this match over?

Sully: Because Sam King didn't actually use an offensive move to put Hart Evans through the table.

JP: Oh.....but surely rolling out of the way was slightly offensive.

Sully: I didn't see Forrest call for the match to be finished, so it's still on.

[The handcuffs have some lose and they hang lose from the wrist of Hart Evans, they've been melted slightly by the inferno that Hart Evans landed in...."The King" staggers over to Hart Evans and grabs the hair of "The Headliner" and drags him away from the inferno, he rolls Hart Evans onto his front and then spits right in the eye of Hart Evans and shouts something at him, Hart Evans doesn't reply. Sam King lets go of the hair of Hart Evans and slides from the ring, Rick Jones and Amanda are on the opposite side of the ring and they watch as Sam King grabs a table and sets it up outside of the ring.....he calls referee Forrest over, Forrest grabs the ligher fluid.]

JP: King's taking it to the outside...

Sully: Makes sense, he was the MWF Xtreme Champion once, he has a good grounding in the more Xtreme ways.

[Referee Forrest goes to light the table but King roars at him to leave it alone.....King grabs another table and begins to set it up ontop of the other one, the crowd begin to understand and cheer the second table...King signals for both tables to be set alight. "The King" slides back into the ring and Hart Evans is still down on the mat. Sam King grabs Hart Evans and leads him over to the turnbuckle, he begins to climb towards the top rope, dragging Hart Evans with him. The two men reach the top rope.]

JP: He's going to do it from there, this is insane, they could kill each other right here at Vacation.

Sully: I knew this was going to be a good tournament, but I didn't realise just how good it would be...it's been amazing night and this is going to finish it off.

JP: I can't watch anymore!

["The King" has Hart Evans in position and he shouts something, the crowd wait with baited breath and they scream as Hart Evans breaks the hold...both men wobble precariously on the top rope...Hart Evans looks to break the hold and twists his body, Sam King takes a chance, the former MWF Xtreme Champion has Hart Evans by the neck and he leaps off and spins the body of Hart Evans in the air and Evans goes crashing through the two flaming tables first with "The King" ontop of him...Chris Forrest waves his arms like mad and calls for the bell as the whole arena erupts!]

Sully: My God! They've done it....this match is over, Sam King has finally done what I thought he could do.

JP: This is a dark day for the MWF, Sam King is the MWF World Champion.

Sully: Two months ago he had his dreams shattered and now he has realised that dream and done what he set out to do.

JP: I can't beleieve it.

[Sam King crawls from the carnage as Rick Jones and Amanda rush to help Hart Evans who's hair has caught fire, Jones stamps on it to stop the fire spreading while Amanda places her arm around Evans who is unable to move. Medics sprint from the back, while Sam King staggers to his feet, his face signed slightly but tears are in his eyes as he realises what he's done.]

Peter Santos: And your winner of this match, and new MWF World Champion, Sam King!

[Chris Forrest grabs the arm of Sam King and leads him back into the ring, the crowd give a round of applause but most are in shock as the MWF World Championship is placed in the hand of Sam King...tears of joy flow from his cheeks as he raises the belt to the crowd. Hart Evans is being placed on a stretcher.]

Sully: What an incredible night it's been JP, we've got a new TV and World Champion.

JP: Both of them bastards, Sam King, I can't believe he was even allowed in the tournament and now the "WMD" has lost its greatest asset.

Sully: The battlelines have been drawn and the "WMD" are going to have to re-think after tonight, what a move by Sam King...a Spinning DDT from the top rope through two flaming tables.

JP: Poor Hart Evans, you have to feel for the guy.

Sully: I do, I really do, but he'll be back you can bet your house on that.

JP: The "Canadian Connection" has proved tonight it is a force to be reckoned with, now the "WMD" is showing cracks and everyone is picking them apart.

Sully: It's what they deserve for being so damn cocky, I can't wait to see what's going to happen tomorrow night.

JP: That's if Hart Evans is in any fit shape to wrestle, tomorrow night everyone Sam King has to team up with the very man he beat to take on the "WMD".

Sully: I hope they can put aside their differences and crush the "WMD" once and for all...

["Not Enough" by Our Lady Peace plays as yellow lights flash around the arena and "The King" Sam King is finally wearing the crown jewel of the Maximum Wrestling Federation, with a huge smile and tears of joy as he raises the belt once again to the jeering crowd.]

JP: He'll never be liked again, but Sam King has been impressive tonight and just maybe one day he'll turn back to the light.

Sully: Not if he keeps winning with the new darkness, he's a sick man and tonight he showed it.

JP: He put aside his former best friend to win tonight, that took courage but the final showed that Sam King really is a good wrestler....but the "WMD" will take revenge tomorrow night.

Sully: We'll just have to see, goodnight everyone!

JP: Goodnight!