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Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first .... from Miami, Florida .... weighing in at 245 pounds .... he is the "BAD BOY" ... JASOOOOOON BRYANT!
"Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard blares, and the fans have literally no response for the man they have never seen on RAWF television before. They know nothing about him, have never heard him talk. Many of the fans leave for the restrooms while his music plays...
Levitan: .... from Baltimore, Maryland .... accompanied to the ring by the gorgeous Seven... he weighs in at 210 pounds .... he is the SINNER!!!
Shawn Dee walks into the Elite Establishment locker room with a confident stride as he greets his team mates. Both Baggs and especially Magnum look at him with disgusted expressions on their faces. Dee looks at the two men in confusion and turns to face them, taking a sip of his trademark Mountain Dew.
Dee: What�s with the cold looks ? Who died ?
Baggs and Magnum look at each other, both men clearly irritated at something. Magnum looks back to Dee with a sneer and answers the question, his voice as cold as ice.
Magnum: You did Shawn.
Dee�s _expression gets more confused, a look of total bewilderment on it now. Both men walk up to him and get face to face with him and their expressions are not at all nice. Dee just stands silently for a moment or two without reacting. When he does his voice is calm and even.
Dee: I dunno Jarek, I look awfully alive to me. Dead men don�t get title shots. I�d think you guys would be happy for me because of this, not pissed off and hostile.
The two men look at each other then look back at him, Magnum burying his finger in Dee�s chest as Baggs folds his arms across his chest. Dee looks at it but doesn�t really react, instead he takes another sip from his Dew and looks back at Magnum and Baggs.
Magnum: We�d have been overjoyed for the old Shawn Dee, the man who I was Tag Team Champion with. I don�t know who you are.
Baggs: Yeah, Mag goes down and you get a shot at Dirge�s Title ? Where�s your loyalty man ?
Dee looks at the two men and takes another sip then looks at Baggs.
Dee: I�ve spoken to Big D and he�s cool with this. I don�t get what all this hostility is about. You�re treating me like a traitor.
Baggs: Maybe that�s because you are. You�re Elite Establishment and lately we�ve seen you running around sucking up to King Stoner. What�s the deal with that ? You should be sucker punching him, not sucking up to him.
Dee looks at Baggs, his _expression getting slightly annoyed. Dee grabs Magnum�s finger and pulls it out of his chest, dropping it and then backing up a step.
Dee: I don�t know why this burr crawled up your asses guys. You already knew that Blake and I have been friends since UCW when I signed on to this. Now you�re giving me s*it because of it ? I thought I could count on you two for a little support tonight. I guess I got you all wrong.
Magnum and Baggs look at Dee with disgust before answering him.
Magnum: As I see it you didn�t need me when you defended and lost the Tag Titles to those chumps in the New Blood. Why should you need me now ? Win or lose that Title by yourself goody two shoes. You�ll get no help from me.
Baggs: Me neither traitor. Go do it on your own you ungrateful son of a bitch.
Dee looks at his two friend with a very hurt _expression but finally just shrugs and starts to walk away. Before leaving the room he turns to them, his _expression still very sad.
Dee: If that�s how you guys feel I�ll respect it. Big D�s gonna have a fit when he finds out about this. I would say I�d see you guys later, but I get the distinct feeling that I�m not wanted so I�ll see ya when I see ya. Later guys.
Dee turns and walks out of the room, leaving Magnum and Baggs fuming as he walks out.
"Never Gunna Stop" by Rob Zombie signals the entrance of Matt Higgerson. Dancing and prancing, Matt Daddy puts on a show for everyone. Gyrating and working the crowd, the challenger gets into the ring, and strikes a pose as his pyro shoots out from the ringposts. Posing some more, he jumps up and sits on the top turnbuckle, acting impatient for Pickles to get down to the ring...
Doc: Bad Boy can pack them in...obviously a fan favorite....hehehe...
Brad: The fans response has nothing to do with his talent...lets give him a chance!
Levitan: And his opponent...
"The God That Failed" by Metallica plays and the crowd comes to life...sort of. Many of the male fans cheer when Seven appears, but the reception is mostly lukewarm, as the fans have abandoned their seats to go relieve themselves...
Doc: Don't we have a machine that can put the sound of applause on the sound system?
Brad: Hehehe...yeah, we can do that and put the sound of the crowd chanting "Goldberg," but that's about it!
Doc: Hehehehe...
Sinner and Seven make their way to ringside and their pyro sends an explosive sound throughout the arena, surprising some who had started returning to their places. The couple seem to be distracted, and tension is visible on their faces...
Brad: The competitors are in the ring, the bell has rung, here we go!
Sinner and The Bad Boy circle each other and lock-up. The slender Sinner is thrown into the ropes and flap jacked. Sinner rolls away from Bryant as he tries to grab him, and Dark One flips to his feet to meet his opponent. Just as he starts to grapple with Jason, Seven calls out to Sinner, and he turns to face her at the wrong time. Bryant clubs his obviously distracted opponent with a forearm, latches onto his left hand, pulls him close, then short-arm clotheslines him. Seven, with Singapore Cane in hand, just whistles a little happy tune, and swings the cane around in the air. Bryant bodyslams Sinner, then drops an elbow. Slamming a few fists into the fallen Sinner, the Bad Boy is admonished by the ref, so he stands, and gets his opponent to a vertical base. Going for a press slam, Sinner drops behind him as he is pressed in the air, and when Bryant turns around, he kicks him in the gut, and slaps on a DDT. Sliding outside the ring, Sinner starts conversing with Seven. The discussion starts to get a little heated, and Bad Boy grabs Sinner by the hair, pulling him up to the apron. Furthermore, Jason drops to his knees, which drives his opponents throat onto the top rope, catapulting Sinner off of the apron, and onto Seven. They collapse in a heap, and Bryant smiles at the outcome of his manuever.
Doc: Bad Boy taking no prisoners in his debut match on Chaos! He doesn't care who he has to go through. Perhaps he's trying to get the fans to notice him...or A fan to notice him...
Brad: I think that was more of an accident, but Bryant doesn't mind, because the cane-wielding Seven was knocked out. Everything is going his way!
The ref starts counting Sinner out...1-2-3-4-5-6-Sinner gets to his feet and looks down at Seven, who is still out...7-8-9-reluctantly, he gets back in the ring. Bad Boy Bryant grabs him and whips him into the ropes, and nailing a clothesline, sending him down. Stomping, he bludgeons Sinner for a moment, then gets him to his feet. Hoisting him up, he drops Sinner on his knee, hitting the backbreaker. Not letting him drop to the mat, Bryant hits another backbreaker. STILL not letting him go, Jason lifts him up again, and hits a third straight backbreaker...but does not let go. Picking him back up, he drops him down shoulder first this time, driving Sinner's shoulder down on his knee, then he lets him fall to the mat. Bad Boy covers and hooks the leg...1-2-kickout! Seven gets to her feet rather slowly, and tries to "walk it off." Bryant makes a few comments her way, then whips Sinner into the corner, where he charges and buries his shoulder into Sinner's stomach. Standing up, Jason punches away, then backs up, runs, and hits a stinger splash. Sinner staggers out of the corner and drops. Jason goes for another cover, and Seven slides into the ring provacatively...the ref stops the count at 2, and Bad Boy looks to see what was going on. The audience, as well as the ref and Bryant see Seven laying...uhh...gracefully on the mat, as her skirt rolled up to her back when she got in the ring. Revealing her assets, she just lets them gawk, but the ref then tries to slap his hand down for the three when Sinner gets his shoulder up! Sinner gets out from underneath Bryant, who at this point is still enjoying the show. Sinner starts berating her for her behavior, and the ref asks her to get out of the squared circle. Bryant walks up behind Sinner and hits a German suplex, while also bridging so that a pinning predicament could be applied....no count as the ref is escorting Seven out of the ring!
Doc: Well, Bryant is taking Sinner to the woodshed. What a beating he is laying in there...
Brad: Seven seems to be an unlucky number for both competitors tonight. Maybe should should just go back to the locker room!
Doc: Bite your tongue! She needs to stay!
Bad Boy beefs with the ref about the tardy count. Sinner starts to pick himself up, using the ropes. Not succeeding, he just lays, draped on the second rope. Bryant runs the opposite ropes and jumps, intent on landing on his opponent, thereby clotheslining him cruelly, with all of his weight. Sinner gets out of the way, and Bryant straddles the ropes, feeling severe..."man" pain. Dropping like a stone, he falls to the mat. Sinner gets up, smiles, and with evil intent, grabs his opponent and drags him to the center of the ring. Before Jason can recover, he is slapped into the Rings of Saturn! Sinner keeps him in the move for several moments, but then he sees Seven start to go up the ramp, to the back, and is rightfully confused. Breaking the hold, he shouts at Seven to get back to ringside. She hesitates at first, then relents and gets back to ringside. Bryant gets to his feet and tries to backjump his opponent, but Sinner turns around and laces a knife-edge into his chest. Bryant ignores the chop, punches Sinner, and whips him into the ropes. Sinner leapfrogs Bad Boy, then keeps running. Bryant turns to face his opponent, and gets rewarded with a flying forearm, which is not ignored. Jason staggers back several steps, but doesn't go down. Sinner bounces of the ropes, charges Bryant, ducks down, slides to his left side, pops up behind him, waits for him to turn around, kicks him to double him over, then drops him to the mat with a scissors kick. Dropping a leg, Sinner then slaps on a half-crab...
Brad: Sinner has returned from his trip to the woodshed, and he appears to be taking Bryant on that same trip...
Doc: Ahhh...he got a few lucky moves in. His best move of the night was getting Seven to stay...thank you, Sinner...
Brad: Oh, please. I think its interesting that they are having problems...If I were him, I'd have let her go back, considering the problems she caused!
Jason stretches and stretches for the ropes. Just as he gets near to the ropes...Sinner drags him back. Jason makes the journey again, dragging and clawing his way to the ropes...and Sinner looks back, sees him getting closer again...so he drags him back to the center. One more time, in excruciating pain...Jason crawls his way to the ropes, and before Sinner can look back on his foe, Seven grabs Bryants hands, and puts it on the ropes. The ref and Bad Boy look at her funny, but she puts her finger to her lips and makes the "Shhhh" sign. Not knowing what to make of all of this, but not caring either way, the ref calls for the break. Sinner breaks the hold, whips around and stomps his opponent in the back. Getting him to his feet, he whips him into the corner, then charges after him. Bryant explodes out of the corner, surprising him with a clothesline that absolutely levels him...both men fall to the mat, and the ref makes a count...1-2-3-4-
Brad: Nice counter by Bryant...what is Seven thinking? Is she doing this because they are having a fight? Is she insane? In league with Bryant? I'm not sure!
Doc: I'm sure that i'd like to see her hike her skirt up again...
Brad: Thanks for your insight into the matter...you know, you don't always have to be depraved...
5-6-7-both men get to their feet. Bryant beats Sinner to the punch as they exchange blows. The stronger Bad Boy gets the advantage, grabs his opponent by the throat with both hands in a double choke, then lifts him up in the air by his neck. Bryant finishes the move by throwing him down on the mat. Quickly applying a vertical press, the ref makes a count...1-2-shoulder up! Turning over, Sinner tries to make an escape from the ring by crawling out. Jason catches him, and reaches one arm under Sinner's arm, and places it behind Sinner's neck. Dragging him to his feet with the half-nelson, Bryant uses his free arm to reach across Sinner's body and grab his arm which is on the same side as the arm with the applied half-nelson on. Pulling Sinner's arm across his face, he locks his hands around Sinner's neck. He then lifts him in the air, when Sinner is at the apex, Bad Boy drops him down on his back. He makes another cover...1-2-kickout!
Doc: Sinner better start praying...and I don't mean to Christ Daniels, either. He better get it in gear, or collect another loss!
Brad: Christ who? Anyways...Sinner is a master of submission...he needs only one small mistake by the Bad Boy to win it...
Dragging Sinner up, he bodyslams him to the ground, runs the ropes, and drops an elbow. Seeing Sinner motionless, Jason Bryant makes the signal for his finishing move called "The End." Seven takes the time to show him, her "end." Distracted, he falls prey to a back body drop. Sinner hoists him up and hits a belly to back brainbuster suplex. Sinner makes a cover...1-2---kickout! Pressing his advantage, the master of submission applies a stretch suplex, then a cover...1-2---shoulder up! Sinner slams a few fists into his face and gets him to his feet. Starting to Irish-whip him, Bad Boy reverses it and sends him down with a shoulder block. Bryant then starts to whip Sinner into the ropes, but Sinner reverses it, and hits a high knee. Getting his opponent back up, he whips him again into the ropes, but this time, he accidentally sends Jason into Seven, who inexplicably got onto the apron. She hits the arena floor hard, and Sinner jumps out to see about her condition. Jason shakes the cobwebs off and gets outside of the ring. The two combatants start exchanging blows, with Sinner eventually ducking a swing, kneeing Jason in the groin...making a signal, and hitting him with his trademark reverse Russian legsweep known as The God Smack!
Brad: The God Smack! Sinner hit his finisher! Sinner hit Jason "Bad Boy" Bryant with his finishing manuever!
Doc: Sure..but the ref is about to count to ten! What an idiot. What an idiot! Hey...if you can repeat yourself, so can I!
Sinner, realizing that the ref is about to count him out, slides into the ring. Standing up, he jaws with the ref, with his back to the ropes. Making sure that the ref doesn't count Bryant, Sinner wants to drag him in and hit his finisher one more time, to win by pinfall. As the ref looks over at Jason Bryant on the floor, Sinner feels a sharp pain in the back of his head, and he drops. The ref looks over and sees Seven "get to her feet."
Brad: Oh ref...use your brain, damnit! Why would a man just fall for no apparent reason!
Doc: He can't call what he can't see. Yes, Seven cracked him in the head with that big Singapore cane. Yes, she dropped down immediately, letting go of the cane, then acting like she was getting up. I blame the ref...if he wasn't so intent on looking out for Jason Bryant, she never would've had that brief opportunity! Now, Seven...hike up the skirt!
Seven rolls into the ring, and "checks on Sinner." Bryant gets in the ring, and pulls Seven away from him, while Sinner tries to stagger to his feet. With blurry vision, Sinner barely makes out Bad Boy dragging Seven off. As he stands up, Bad Boy summons his energy, and hits a power clothesline, then makes a cover...1-2-3! Bryant leaves for the back, and Sinner, none the wiser, checks on Seven.
Doc: Bryant was smart, there. Knowing he was spent, and worse for wear after that God Smack, and with Sinner ripe for the pickings...he went for a good old fashioned clothesline! Simple and effective!
Brad: Please...that clothesline didn't beat him...that cane did...and the worse part of it is that Sinner doesn't know what Seven did to him. As far as he knows, she was out...then she was in the ring, but being manhandled by Bryant...he has no clue!
Doc: You're right...he is clueless!
Dee: Hey guys, what�s up ?
MATT HIGGERSON VS. PICKLES*
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Radical American Wrestling Federation's Television Championship!! Introducing first, the challenger .... from Detroit, Michigan .... weighing in at 235 pounds .... he is the "MATT DADDY," himself .... MATT HIGGERSON!
Brad: Higgerson facing a tough customer in the Television Champion, Pickles. Oddly enough, he seems relaxed. You'd think he would be ditracted by what we have already seen tonight!
Doc: The New Blood is hurting...and in a few moments, Higgerson will be hurting even more! I'm SO looking forward to this match!
Levitan: And his opponent...
"Gelosea" by InMe is heard throughout the arena, and the crowd boos the Television champion as he appears!
Doc: Pickles is living proof that you do not need the fans to be successful! He just gets the job done, as you notice...he doesn't grandstand like that tomato can, Higgerson!
Brad: Really, I still want to know...what did Higgerson ever do to you? You've never given me a straight answer yet.
Levitan: .... from London, England .... he weighs in at 247 pounds .... he is the RAWF Television Champion .... PICKLES!!!
Pickles stalks down to the ring in a very bad mood. Showing no other emotion except anger, he ignores his pyro, in fact, everything about his entrance, and gets to the ring!
Brad: He is proving you right. All business.
Doc: The way it should be...I really don't need to see Higgerson, "busting a move" before every match. I wish he would just get to the ring!
The champ dives in and the match starts even before the bell. Both champion and challenger start swinging away. Right crosses, uppercuts, jabs and chops are put on display. Looking like a boxing prizefight, the two men tear into each other with zeal. The referee yells at the both of them, citing that it is a wrestling match, and that punching is technically illegal in the ring...eventually a wrestling hold is slapped on, as Pickles uses his slight weight advantage to bully his way inside Matt Daddy's defenses. Grabbing ahold of him, the champ administers a belly to belly suplex. Flipping himself to his feet, Higgerson actually gets up before Pickles. Grabbing him by the arm, he whips him into the corner, and tattoos him with a dropkick. Mounting the second rope, he starts slamming fists into the Television champion...1-2-3-4-5-6-7---the count by the crowd is cutoff by Pickles, as he grabs Higgerson, picks him up off the second rope, and drives him down into a reverse atomic drop. In pain, Matt doesn't defense Pickles next move, the double leg tackle takedown, which is then turned into a slingshot catapult, sending the challenger into the turnbuckles. Flopping back, Higgerson backpedals into the waiting Pickles, who flips him over into a pinning combination...1-2-kickout!
Brad: Pickles going for the early win. Higgerson has heart, though...Pickles might want to wear him down more, if he's going to go for a pin...
Doc: So, basically, he isn't supposed to go for the win?
Brad: That's not what I said...and you know...look at that!
Higgerson gets to his feet, punches the champ as he tries to press the advantage, grabs his arm, and delivers a short-arm roundhouse kick. Hoisting him up, he applies a ring rope, clothesline-drop body slam. With his throat bouncing off of the ropes, Pickles strains for some air. Higgerson keeps up the attack, sending him into the ropes, and dropping him with a big boot. Climbing the top rope, he takes too long, and Pickles gets to his feet, runs to the turnbuckle, and body slams him off the top. Landing with a thud, Higgerson grabs at his back, which is promptly kicked by the opportunistic champion. Pickles stands him up, whips him into the ropes, and dropkicks him. Letting his challenger stand up, Pickles then applies flying head scissors, sending him to the ground. Backing away from Higgerson, Pickles pauses, lets Matt stand, then he runs and nails a hurricanrana. Pickles makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Pickles holds up three fingers, but the ref holds up two, saying it was only a two count. In response, Pickles holds up one finger, which draws a few chuckles from the fans in attendance. Getting Matt back up, he whips him into the ropes, and sends a knee into his stomach, causing him to flip over on impact, and crash down on the mat. Higgerson gets back up, and as he does, Pickles tries a rocker dropper, which Matt Daddy narrowly avoids, by straighening up very quickly as Pickles leg connects with his neck. Having had that move scouted out, Higgerson was ready, and Pickles flips back, hitting the mat. In an awkward position after that, Pickles finds himself open to a kick to the back of the head, from which Higgerson grabs the champ, hauls him into a standing position, and slaps on a trapped arm belly to belly.
Doc: Higgerson is acting like he could win this. Who the hell does he think he is?
Brad: He thinks he's the challenger, with a shot at the gold. He is right.
Higgerson gets to a vertical base, waits for the champ to stand, then hits him with a few punches. Whipping him into the ropes, Higgerson applies a single leg trip, then a fist drop, and a side head lock. Pickles, after a few moments, stands up while still in the headlock, trying to whip him off of him and into the ropes, Higgerson keeps the headlock on. Trying again, Matt Daddy still hangs on. Angered, Pickles sends a shot into Matt's kidney, then whips him into the ropes, and off of him. Higgerson bounces off and receives a high knee. Pickles grabs him before he falls, then punches him, and hits a DDT! Pointing skyward, Pickles gets to the top, and hits a Senton bomb. He makes a cover...1-2---foot on the ropes! The crowd goes wild! Picking up Higgerson, Pickles slaps on a fisherman's suplex...the crowd holds it breath as the ref makes the count...1-2---kickout! Not believing all of this, Pickles dumps over the top. Running the ropes, he leaps over the top for a plancha moonsault. Matt Daddy moves out of the way, and Pickles hits hard. Higgerson backs up, and when Pickles gets up, drops him with a superkick!
Brad: Pickles is down! The Television champ has been dropped by a Matt Daddy Superkick! Higgerson now throwing him back in the ring!
Doc: The champ is down but not out! Look that crazy nut is climbing the turnbuckles...
Brad: The fans are on their feet...I think we will see the patented frog splash...yes! It is the frog splash!!!
Doc: He didn't get all of it, though...Pickles started to move out of the way...that didn't connect with everything on it!
Higgerson goes for the cover after the frog splash...1-2--kickout! Slamming his fist down in frustration, Higgerson violently drags him to his feet, and whips him into the corner, which he follows up with a clothesline. Mounting the second rope again, he starts slamming more fist into the Television champion. The crowd, dutifully, counts along...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10! Getting off the second rope, Pickles staggers out, and Higgerson doesn't let him drop. Instead, he wraps his arms around him and hits a belly to belly overhead release suplex. The move took some energy out of him, too. So he is slow to make a cover......1----2---kickout! Punching the champ a few more times, he drags him to the center of the ring, positions him for a powerbomb, then makes the signal for the Matt Daddy Drop to all of his fans!
Brad: Oh my lord! The Matt Daddy Drop! This is it! Higgerson will be the NEW CHAMPION!!!!!
Doc: I don't think so...while the showboat was pandering to the fans, Pickles just dropped down and and punched Matt's..."Higgerson." Hehehe...
After getting hit in his "Matt Daddy," Higgerson doubles over. Pickles screams at him, "Not MY title," then hits the Pickled! Not covering him, the Television champion goes to the top rope, and makes the move for the Pickleator! Catching HUGE air, he launches his finishing moonsault, only to see the weary Higgerson barely crawl out of the way. Landing hard, Pickles stays still. Higgerson, still feeling the Pickled, stays still, having expended the last of his energy getting out of the way. The match official starts a count...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-Higgerson gets his head up...8-9-Matt gets to his feet, and Pickles raises up. The referee stops the count, and Higgerson "helps" the Television champion up, whipping him into the ropes. Pickles ducks a clothesline continues to run, and Higgerson bends down to back body drop his opponent. Pickles stops, and hammers him with a forearm to the back of the neck! Pickles continues by slapping on a vertical suplex, rolling over to make the cover...1-2-kickout! Getting Higgerson to his feet, he nails him with a brainbuster!
Brad: This could be it for Matt Daddy...hold the phone! Its Seann Storm! Seann Storm is running down the ramp!
Doc: Higgerson's former New Blood buddy...Higgerson is in for it now!!
Brad: Okay, so he broke ties with the New Blood, he doesn't need to keep reminding them!
Seann Storm jumps to the apron, getting Pickles' attention. The ref starts to go see what Seann is doing, but the Television champion has other ideas. Dropping Higgerson, the incredulous champion decides to have a heart to heart talk with Storm, so he walks over and punches him in the mouth! Storm drops down, grabbing Pickles in the process, which culminates in a ring rope clothesline to the champ. Pickles hits the mat, and Higgerson revives from the brainbuster! Matt Daddy tosses Pickles into a corner, and stomps him a few times. With Storm crouched down, and largely out of view of the referee, he grabs Pickles from behind, as the champ remains seated in the corner, and keeps him there are Higgerson backs up and ...with a full head of steam, performs the bronco buster. The champion tries to get away, but Storm doesn't let him. Once the impact is made, Storm lets go, and holds his hands up as if he is an innocent bystander.
Brad: Now, what the hell is this? Did he change his mind? Was what we saw earlier a curveball to throw Pickles off his game? Very curious...
Doc: This is ridiculous! First he tells off the New Blood, and he comes down here for what I thought would be a nice beatdown of Higgerson, and then he helps Higgerson out! How disappointing!!
After the bronco buster, Matt looks at Seann and shakes his head approvingly. Cinching Pickles up, Higgerson hits him with the Matt Daddy Drop! The fans go wild, Matt poses a little, then makes the cover...1--2---kickout! The fans can't believe it! Matt can't believe it! Brad can't believe it! Doc starts crying tears of joy, Storm pounds on the apron in disgust! Matt cinches him up for another powerbomb, and Pickles straightens up, dropping Higgerson behind him. Pickles rolls out of the ring to clear his head, and Seann gets ahold of him and throws him back in immediately. Matt pounces on him, lacing in some shots. Pickles retaliates as best he can, but the wear and tear of the match is getting too much. Matt whips the champ into the ropes, and tries a big boot, which Pickles ducks, bouncing back off, Pickles ducks a clothesline attempt, runs the ropes again, and hits a Thesz press! Slamming several shots into the challenger, Pickles whips him around and hits a German suplex. Holding onto it, he hits it again, the impact leaving them close to the ropes. Bridging up, he makes a pin attempt...1-2---Seann drags the ref out of the ring and tell him that Pickles used a foreign object. Dismissing the ridiculous claim, the ref tells Storm that if he does anything else like this again, that he will be fined...Storm shrugs and lets it go. Getting back into the ring, the ref has to deal with Pickles, who is upset that the three count wasn't made.
Brad: Seann needs to go see a psychiatrist about his split personalities...but he shouldn't be here, getting involved in the match!
Doc: Storm is erratic tonight... a little unhinged. I can respect that to a degree, but since he is helping Higgerson, I can't like the guy!
Higgerson hits Pickles with a standing dropkick, which staggers him back, breaking off the conversation with the ref. Locking up with the champ, Higgerson hip-tosses him, then snaps off a neckbreaker. Grabbing at his leg, Higgerson starts to perform a sharpshooter, but Pickles blocks it, and rolls him up...1-2-kickout! Getting to their feet, Higgerson Irish-whips Pickles, who leapfrogs the challenger, when he runs the ropes nearest Seann, Storm trips him "casually," causing the Television champion to stumble forward, and right into another superkick. Higgerson makes the cover...1-2-3! Some fans still cheer for the hero, although some start booing over the shameless interference...
Doc: I have to go to church...right now!
Brad: And why do you have to go to church?
Doc: Because...HELL JUST FROZE OVER!!
Brad: Whoohoo...deal with it, baby! Matt Higgerson is the new Television champion! I may not like how he got it, but anything that causes you this much irritaion, I'm okay with...hehehe
Pickles, incensed, gets up the ramp while Higgerson and Seann celebrate. Deciding to regroup and fight another day, he etches this into his memory, permanently. Higgerson holds his belt up high, and he turns to face his on-again, off-again stablemate...and gets superkicked in the face!
Brad: He really needs to get to therapy...what is this demented man up to?
Doc: Now, things are getting interesting...YES!
Getting Higgerson to his feet, Sean grabs him by the throat, and hits the Fall from Grace. Climbing the top rope, he quickly hits the Seann-ton bomb. Dropping the Television title on his prone body, Storm leaves through the crowd as Jza Rian and Zak Hackett make their way down the ramp to help Matt!!
Brad: I guess everything is clearing up. Seann orchestrated this whole thing. He has broken from the New Blood and sent a message to the new Television champion!
Doc: That was worth coming into work for...a nice beatdown to Matt Higgerson. Life is sweet! I don't like the fact that he has a title, but I'll take one thing at a time!
AND NEW RAWF TELEVISION CHAMPION
MATT "DADDY" HIGGERSON!!!!!!!
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Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first .....from South Boston, Virginia ..... weighing 265 pounds ...this is BAGGS!
"After Me" blasts over the system and Baggs appears, leering at the crowd with a sly grin. He swaggers his way down the ramp and rolls into the ring. He wears black tights with barbed wire designed on the pant legs and Baggs written on the back. He gives the crowd a rude gesture and they respond by booing the hell out of him.
Brad: The former United States Champion is back after a brief hiatus and is looking for revenge on the man who cost him that title!!
Doc: And rightfully so!! Baggs is going to give Hackett the beating of his life!
Levitan: And his opponent ....from The Bronx ....weighing 245 pounds ....this is ZAK HACKETT!
"As The World Turns" plays and Zak comes strolling out from the curtain and down the ramp. He climbs up on the apron, but before he can climb into the ring, Baggs charges and nails him with a forearm to the head, sending the New Blood member careening off the apron and crashing into the ring barricade head first. Hackett collapses to the concrete floor and Baggs climbs out to inflict more punishment. The referee calls for the bell, officially starting the match.
Doc: I told you Baggs meant business!! Hackett is going to pay for his crimes!
Brad: Baggs now, picks Hackett up and lifts him ....OUCH! Drops him throat first on that steel barricade!
Baggs picks Hackett up and tosses him back into the ring. He rolls in after him and starts punching the crap out of him. Then after about a dozen of them, he picks Hackett up and tosses him into the ropes. Hackett ducks a clothesline attempt, but on the rebound misses his own. He stops and turns around, this results in a huge
clothesline by Baggs that forces Hackett to the ground. Baggs
smiles as he convincingly stomps a hole into Hackett�s
midsection. The referee breaks it up and signals for
the match to begin.
Brad: WHAT A MOVE!!!
Doc: COVER HIM BAGGSTER!! COVER HIM!!
But Baggs is not through with the man who cost him his championship. After taking a quick breather to recover from the fall, Baggs gets up and sneers. He drags Zak to his feet once more and executes a snap suplex with authority! Then Baggs rolls out of the ring and grabs a table!
Brad: Oh no. Baggs, whatever your thinking ...don't do it!!
Doc: Hehehehe, yeah like he'd listen to you if he could hear you.
Baggs pulls the table into the ring. The ref yells at him, but he ignores him as he sets it up against a turnbuckle. Zak crawls over to a different corner and pulls himself up. Baggs walks over and grabs him by the hair and whips him towards the table! Zak pulls out some reserve energy from somewhere and reverses it, sending Baggs into the corner they just came from. Baggs goes in upside down and gets his ankle tangled in the top rope. The crowd cheers for Zak to capitalize. He goes down to one knee to rest for a second while the ref tries to untangle Baggs. Zak gets up and starts laying boots to Bagg's midsection. The fans count along as he does it. "1 .... 2 ... 3 ... 4 ... 5 ... 6 ... 7 ... 8 ... 9 ... 10!" Baggs finally gets his foot untangled and slumps to the mat headfirst. Zak picks him up, hits him with three rapid fire punches, then grabs him and hits with a NYC-YA! Zak picks him up again and grabs him around the waist from behind and executes THREE german suplexes, holding on after each one. After the third, he hits a bridge and tries a cover. Ref counts 1....2....Baggs kicks out. Zak pulls Baggs to his feet and clocks him with four right hands, knocking Baggs back into the table, but not hard, he just leans there. Zak backs up and the fans cheer in anticipation. Zak charges .... Baggs dives out of the way and Zak plunges head first THROUGH the table!!
Brad: Oh my god!! Is Zak Hackett dead??? That MUST have broken his neck!!!
Doc: He's busted open like a melon!! But he's moving incredibly!!
Zak is indeed moving, slowly he rises from the rubble of the table .... only to recieve A Fatal Blow to the kisser from Baggs!!! Baggs slumps down on top of him for the cover. 1...2...3!
Brad: NO!! NO!!! The rest of the New Blood are not around and Zak Hackett is in dire trouble here!!!!
Doc: Heheh, Baggs is going to make sure the little pest is done for forever!!!
As Baggs climbs to the top rope ........Big Kahuna comes racing down the ramp!!! He slides into the ring and gets between Baggs and the table where Hackett lies. He dares Baggs to leap, but Baggs merely scowls and gets down onto the apron and makes an exit.
Brad: Thank God for Big Kahuna!!! Zak Hackett would have been done for!!
Doc: Why does everyone have to be the hero nowadays??? What a jerk.
As the show goes to commercial, Kahuna is helping Zak to his feet and assisting him out of the ring.
Croc: Kitty my darling! I want that idiot Adz fired!
Kit's eye's widen and her face turns two shades redder.
Kit: You have the nerve to ask me to fire someone??? Just like you have the nerve to pretend that I invited you to join me in your dressing room????
Croc: But...
Kit: SHUT YOUR AUSSIE PIEHOLE!!!
They stare at each other for a tense moment .... and then Croc gets a smile on his face.
Croc: You are right of course, asking for you to fire Adz would be overstepping my bounds. I'm sure once I've been crowned World Champion at Philadelphia Freedom, Ill have...
Kit: Oh yes, IF you become World Champion. That is IF you are still Ironman Champion after next week.
Croc: Oh yes ...I forgot, you promised I wouldn't be Ironman Champion after next week. So who do I have challenging me? What pathetic imbecile do I have to beat this time?
Kit stands up and walks over to the Ironman Wheel and gives it a spin.
Croc: HEY! Isn't that for the challenger to do after you've named one?
Kit: Oh, but Croc darling this is a special occasion. I've decided to spin the wheel BEFORE I name a challenger...
The Wheel turns for a few seconds before suddenly jerking and stopping on..
Croc: KIT'S CHOICE??
Kit: Well what do you know? I get to decide your challenger AND your match.
Croc gives her a slightly nervous glare.
Kit: So here's the deal. You not only have ONE challenger next week ....but TWO!
Croc's eyes go wide at this.
Kit: I think Arsenal X and Adz will do nicely. You've certainly made a good friend out of Adz tonight ...and I know Arsenal would just LOVE to get his hands on you one more time!!
Croc: But...but...but, he's the Triple Crown Champion!!! If he wins next week, he'll...
Kit: You are correct Croc. So here's what I'm going to do. Next week ...you....Adz.... and Arsenal in a Triple Threat Match ....TWO falls .... first fall wins the Triple Crown ....second fall wins the Ironman Championship and the shot at The World Championship at Philadelphia Freedom.
Croc: THAT'S TOTALLY UNFAIR!!! THAT'S LUDICROUS!! THAT'S..
Kit: FINAL!!
Kit sits back down and leans back in her chair, her hands behind her head.
Kit: Now get out ....
Croc glares at Kit for a few tense moments, then turns and leaves. Kit closes her eyes and starts humming as the scene fades.
The crowd cheers this announcement.
Levitan: Introducing first ...the challenger!
DOC: Look at Baggs! Coming off
losing that US Title, Baggs is looking to get back on
the win streak.
BRAD: And it looks like Baggs is
continuing his vicious ways. Baggs is setting Hackett
up for a suplex and he hits it! The impact is still
leaving the ropes rattling!
With Hackett holding onto his
back in pain, Baggs gets up and looks around the ring,
contemplating on what to do next. Baggs begins walking
over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. As he is
climbing the turnbuckle, Hackett gets up and runs
towards Baggs. Pushing Baggs over the turnbuckle,
Baggs lands to the outside mats with a sickening thud.
Hackett mounts the turnbuckle and waits for Baggs to
get back up. Slow to get up from the impact, Baggs is
soon back onto the ground as Hackett leaps from the
top turnbuckle and lands a cross body block. The two
competitors fall to the ground, with Baggs taking the
majority of the pain. Hackett gets back up and begins
wailing on Baggs�s face. Hackett soon stops as he
hears the referee count the necessary ten count.
BRAD: Hackett is showing some
offensive tactics in the early going. I am pretty sure
that Baggs is going to feel that effect of that cross
body block later on in this match.
DOC: Don�t worry, Baggs is not
going to let that New Blood loser win this match. He
got beat by Pickles twice now, so that means Baggs has
to win!
BRAD: Right�well, it looks like
Hackett is just going to wait in the ring for Baggs.
Baggs is getting up and cautiously rolls back into the
ring.
The two fighters soon grapple,
with Baggs getting an advantage. He puts Hackett into
a strong headlock. Baggs trying to exasperate
Hackett�s energy makes the headlock even tighter.
Hackett realizing this gives Baggs a few elbows to the
mid section. Baggs doubles over and releases Hackett,
giving Hackett the opportunity to run to the ropes.
Hackett bounces off the ropes, but Baggs is prepared.
Baggs grabs the surprised Hackett and hits a
belly-to-belly suplex, sending Hackett across the
ring. Hackett lands with a loud thud as Baggs walks
over to Hackett. Baggs picks up Hackett and lifts him
up and executes a gorilla press slam. As Hackett grabs
his stomach in pain, Baggs flips him over and pins
him. 1,2, KICKOUT! Baggs flips on the referee as
Hackett lies still on the mat. The referee indicates
Baggs that he only got the two count one more time
before Baggs goes back to focus on Hackett. By then,
Hackett is already up and throws a right jab at Baggs.
Baggs, stunned by the jab, receives another jab and
then a roundhouse kick by Hackett, sending Baggs to
the mat.
BRAD: Wow, I didn�t know the �Axe
Man� had that in him.
DOC: That didn�t hurt Baggs one
bit. Look, he is still showing some movement after
that kick!
BRAD: He�s twitching.
DOC: Twitching is still considered
moving.
With Baggs twitching on the
floor, Hackett decides to execute another high risk
maneuver. He climbs up the top turnbuckle and tells
the fans that he going for an elbow drop. As he leaps
into the air, Baggs catch notice of the flying �Axe
Man� and cleverly moves out of the way. Hackett lands
on the mat with a loud bang and Hackett is sprawled
out on the mat. Baggs comes over, picks him up, and
punches him once in the abdomen. Hackett hunches over,
allowing Baggs to run to the ropes, gain some momentum
and execute a perfect scissors kick to the back of the
head of Hackett. Baggs quickly gets back up and hits a
snap leg drop again on the back of the head of
Hackett. Baggs picks up the knocked out Hackett and
wraps his huge arms around the waist of Hackett.
BRAD: And Baggs just hit that
devastating German Suplex. Oh my!
DOC: What did I say? Hackett just
can�t hack it with Baggs or the Elite Establishment!
BRAD: And it looks like Baggs is
putting the exclamation point in his bid for a victory
as he is hitting a slew of rolling German suplexes.
After leaving Hackett�s body like
a sack of potatoes, Baggs picks him up and hits a
standard scoop slam. After verifying that Hackett is
officially knocked out, Baggs climbs the ropes. After
regaining his balance, Baggs leaps and tries to
execute a frog splash. Unfortunately, Hackett sums up
all of his strength and rolls out of the way, allowing
Baggs to land on his face. Baggs rolls around the ring
in pain as Hackett is slow to his feet. Hackett limps
over to Baggs and begins stomping on him, causing
Baggs to convulse. Hackett picks up Baggs and gives
him another punch before landing a standing lariat,
with both men falling to the ground. Hackett places
his arm over Baggs�1,2, KICKOUT!
BRAD: I am surprised that Baggs
would attempt that risky move after all of the botched
attempts that we have seen throughout this match. I
would think Baggs would play the cards safe.
DOC: C�mon Baxter! Got to have some
fun in this match and there is nothing funnier than
seeing Hackett getting the snot kicked out of him!
Hackett picks Baggs up and whips him into the ropes. He tries a back bodydrop, bending low to execute it, but Baggs stops, grabs him by the head and gives him a bulldog. Baggs gets up and pulls Zak to his feet, pummeling him with stiff right hands, then a knee to the gut. Zak doubles over and Baggs puts him in a leg scissors, hoists him up, and delivers a powerbomb!! Baggs covers. 1...2... kickout by Hackett. Baggs pulls him to his feet, and presses him up over his head. He holds him there, sneering into the crowd, then drops him like a bad habit to the canvas. Zak hits the canvas chest first and lies motionless. Baggs leaps high in the air and comes down with a devastating elbow to the small of the back. He rolls Hackett over and tries another cover. 1...2... Zak kicks out. Baggs picks him up and grabs him by the throat with both hands, lifting him off the mat. Zak's face turns red and his legs kick helplessly. The ref counts warningly 1...2 ....3 ...4.. Baggs tosses Zak into the corner like a volleyball. He lifts Zak up onto a sitting position on the top turnbuckle, then climbs up with him! He grabs Zak around the waist and executes a top rope belly to belly!!!! The ring shudders under the impact!
The referee reaches down and raises Baggs arm in the air. Baggs shoves him away and rolls out of the ring and grabs ANOTHER table from underneath it. He tosses it into the ring, climbs in, and sets it up. The ref tries to reason with him, but he shoves him hard and sends him packing. He picks Zak up and places him on the table.
Kit is sitting in her office, glaring at the Ironman Wheel that sits nearby, fuming ...when the object of her anger comes bursting in... The Aussie Icon Croc! He shuts the door behind him.
SHAWN DEE VS. BLAKE ZULU*
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RAWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Took away my hunger, but didn't give me greed
Made me successful, when I just wanted to be heard
Give me the light, cause all I need is the world"
"Right/Wrong" by DMX plays and Shawn Dee appears at the top of the ramp carrying two cans of Mountain Dew. He pops the tops of them and raises them over his head. He pours both of them down his gullet, the fizz running down his neck and chest. He tosses both cans into the crowd, lets out a tremendous belch and trots down the ramp. The fans give him a mixed reaction as he climbs into the ring and mounts a turnbuckle, raising both fists in the air.
Brad: The biggest match of Shawn Dee's career right here tonight in Portland, Oregon! His chance at the ultimate prize!! His chance to become RAWF World Heavyweight Champion!!!
Doc: He's got the skills! He's got the charisma!! He's got the caffeine!!! He's got it all! He's going to make an awesome champ!
Shawn plays to the crowd for a few more seconds, then his music fades and another familiar tunes blasts throughout the arena...
Won't you listen?
When I first met you, didn't realize
I can't forget you, for your surprise
you introduced me, to my mind
And left me wanting, you and your kind, Oh yeah!"
Levitan: From Los Angeles, California ....weighing 232 pounds ....he is the RAWF WORRRRRRRRRRRRLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION .... this is BLAKE ZULU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My life was empty, forever on a down
Until you took me, showed me around
My life is free now, my life is clear
I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear
Come on now, try it out!"
Brad: An incredible ovation for the World Champion!!!! His popularity knows no bounds!!!
Doc: And his brain knows nothing!
The crowd makes noise, and lots of it, for Zulu as the ref signals for the bell. Zulu walks forward and offers Shawn his right hand. Shawn looks at the hand and out to the crowd. The crowd chants, �Take it! Take it!� and Shawn hesitantly does. Zulu gives it a good shake and the two men circle one another, entering into a traditional collar and elbow tie up. Zulu gains the advantage with a wristlock into an arm bar. Shawn pats his shoulder and slips his right ankle under Zulu�s left, giving him the leverage needed to hip toss the World Champ over to the mat. Zulu comes up to a knee quickly and Dee backs off, shaking his arm. The crowd is really getting into the match, some of the crowd is beginning to cheer for Shawn, although not quite as many as cheer for Blake. The two men enter a tie up again, with Blake again gaining the upper hand with a wristlock, this time leading him to a drop toe hold, which Dee breaks by rolling over and kicking the World Champ back. Both men again regain their feet and smile at each other, the crowd clapping in rhythm as the feeling out process continues. Both men circle, but when Blake goes for the tie up again, Dee counters by dropping low and taking a hold of Blake�s right leg, which with a good yank drops him to his face. Dee quickly puts on his own spinning toehold and cinches down. Zulu makes a quick crawl to the rope and the ref calls for the break, which he gets. Some of the crowd is now chanting �Dee! Dee! Dee!� as Shawn backs off and lets the champ to his feet.
Doc: What the hell is with Mr. Goody Two Shoe Dee??? Shaking Zoo's hand??? Letting him up??? Oh wait, I get it! It's a ploy to lure Zoo into false security!! Brilliant!!!
Brad: Maybe he's just trying to wrestle the biggest match of his life clean and get a CLEAN win!
Doc: Nawwwwwwwww, come on Brad! This is Elite Establishment we are talking here!!!
Brad: You've got a point there Doc. Maybe he IS playing Zoo for a fool.
Blake smiles at Shawn, who returns the favor as the two again lock up. This time Dee gains the advantage with the wristlock and sends the champ into the ropes, and gives him a nice, high backdrop to the canvas. Shawn quickly springs onto the champ cinching in a rear chin lock. With a little working, he gets an almost Camel Clutch on Blake, in the middle of the ring! The ref checks with Blake, who tells the ref �you must be crazy, dude!� and begins to squirm slowly towards the ropes. Halfway there, Blake gets to his knees and slowly, carefully, stands up, so that he now has Shawn balanced on his shoulders. Zulu falls back, splattering Shawn across the mat, and giving himself quite a shot too. The ref quickly administers a count. Zulu is first to his feet and falls back into the ropes, shaking clear the cobwebs. Dee rolls to the ropes and pulls himself up and looks across the ring to where Blake hangs. Shawn pushes off of the ropes and walks to the center of the ring. Zulu follows suit. The crowd is going nuts, chanting both men�s names. The two talk a little, we assume complimenting each other. Shawn makes a motion with his hand like �Oh? Watch this!� and delivers a standing dropkick to the champ that sends him back to, and then through, the ropes and to the floor. Shawn slides under the ropes and goes over to the champ. Everyone expects him to start working the champ over, but Shawn surprises everyone, helping Zulu up and back into the ring! Shawn gets in afterwards and pulls Zulu up to his feet and cinches in for a very fine snap suplex. He floats over quickly, but gets only a one count. He pulls the champ up and opens up with a series of knife-edge chops that send the champ staggering back into the ropes. Another Irish whip leads to a sleeper hold on Zulu! Shawn clinches in tightly, bringing the champion down to one knee, then to the other.
Brad: Shawn Dee has one of the best sleepers in the business!!! This could be it!!!
Doc: DOPEY'S FALLING ASLEEP!! DOPEY'S FALLING ASLEEP!!
Blake goes down and the ref drops down to check. The hold appears to be legal, so he checks the hand. One! The crowd begins to chant Blake�s name. Two! The crowd stomps and makes all sorts of noise in support of the champ. Thr the hand comes up! Blake begins to feed off of the energy of the fans and pumps himself up. He gets back to one knee. He waves his hand around and around, almost slapping Shawn in the ear as he rallies the fans support. Up to his feet now, he drives an elbow deep into Dee�s breadbasket, causing the wind to gush out of him. Blake hits the ropes and hits a desperation �Fame-a**-er� on Dee, sending them both rolling out under the ropes and to the floor. The crowd really gets behind Blake, but also keeps it�s surprising support of Dee going as well. The ref begins to count again. One, two, three�outside the ring, both men make it to the apron and pull themselves up. Four, five, six�both men get on the apron, laying down. Seven, eight�both men roll into the ring and pull themselves up with the ropes. The ref breaks the count and both men lean for a moment, shaking their heads. Zulu steps out to the center of the ring this time, and Dee walks out moments later. Blake goes for a quick clothesline, but Dee ducks it and catches the Champ coming back from the ropes to try again with a crucifix! Down goes the Champ! One, Two�Zulu, showing that uncanny ability of recovery, manages to get out of the pinning predicament and roll free. Shawn feels a little momentum now and pulls Zulu to his feet. He sends Blake into the ropes and goes for a clothesline of his own, only to have Zulu execute the crucifix! One, Two�Dee�s turn to find a way out. As Shawn comes to his feet, Zulu slaps a sleeper on him! Grinding as hard as he can, Blake drives Shawn down to the mat. The ref comes in to check the hold. It�s clean. The ref picks up Dee�s hand and lets it drop. One! He takes the hand a second time and lifts it�Two! A good third of the crowd hops to it�s feet and begins to stomp and chant Shawn�s name as the ref lifts the hand. Amazingly, Shawn�s hand stays airborne! Dee gets enough of his wits to realize how close to the ropes he is, and he reaches out with his leg and wraps his ankle around the bottom rope. The ref calls for the break and Zulu rolls away. Blake now feels he is in command of the match and pulls Shawn back to his feet and spins him around, going for a backslide! The move almost works, but Shawn manages to literally fall out of the hold at the count of two. Blake is first to his feet and pulls Dee up, and sets him for a pile driver, but Dee reverses it into a backdrop! But, Zulu reverses that into a sunset flip! One, Two, Th�again Dee manages to get out of it! Zulu once again is first to his feet and again pulls Dee up. This time he cinches in on his waist and gives him a release German suplex! Zulu hops up as the crowd goes nuts for him and walks over to Dee, who is staggering big time from the flurry of offense. Zulu latches onto Dee for a vertical suplex, only to have it blocked. And again! Dee counters by turning Zulu around so that he is facing the middle of the ring and grabs Blake�s right leg. With an effort, he pulls Zulu over into a fisherman�s suplex, or Perfect Plex! The ref drops down to count. One! Two! Thr Zulu manages to squirm free! Both men roll over on their backs and catch their breaths, the crowd going bananas!
Brad: INCREDIBLE MATCH!!!
Doc: These two are unloading the whole arsenal!!!
Both men get up and engage in a collar and elbow. Dee turns it into a headlock. Zoo pushes him into the ropes. Dee bounces back and Zoo leapfrogs him, then launches himself into the ropes as well. They collide at center ring, clotheslining each other! Shawn and Blake are both down. The referee is counting. The ref counts to an 8 before Blake gets up. Zoo grabs Shawn and executes a reverse DDT, but is slow to get his arm over Shawn. He finally covers Dee and the ref counts. 1...2...Kickout by Dee. Zoo is getting frustrated. Both men are exhausted and wore out. Dee and Zoo get back up. Zoo lays in a punch, then Dee, then Zoo. Dee does the same. Dee gets the upper hand and throws Zoo into the ropes. Zoo bounces back only to get met by a vicious clothesline. Dee picks Zoo up and throws him into the turnbuckle. Dee runs, hits a clothesline. Zoo staggers, and Dee hits a dropkick, thus knocking Zoo down. Dee goes for the cover. The referee counts, 1...2...Kickout by Zoo. Dee picks Zoo up, but Zoo rakes the eyes of Dee. Zoo grabs Shawn by the head and throws him into the turnbuckle. Zoo with little energy left comes back with rights and lefts to Dee's stomach area. Zoo then throws Dee across the ring and into the other turnbuckle. Zoo runs at him, only to get a boot to the face. Dee then tries to run at him, but Zoo sees this and clothesline Dee. Zoo goes for the California Sunset. Zoo taunts the crowd a little, then jumps and connects with it. Zoo, holding his stomach, hops over and goes for the cover on Dee. The ref counts. 1...2...2.5...Kickout. Zoo's face shows frustration. Zoo, all out of it, picks up Dee, he tries for his finisher, the 420 Drop. Zoo picks him up, but Dee reverses it and hits a shoulder tackle.
Brad: Nice counter by Dee to get out of the 420!! It was almost curtains for the challenger!!!
Doc: Man oh man!!! I thought Alex Layne and Zoo put on the match of the year at Conquest, but this one is by far more exciting!!
Dee goes to the top rope and goes for a flying elbow drop. Zoo is down. Dee jumps and executes the elbow drop. Dee goes to Zoo fro the cover. Referee counts. 1...2...2.7...kickout. Dee then holds his head and wonders what it will take to beat Zoo. Dee picks up Zoo and throws him across the rope, Zoo bounces back and Dee picks him up onto his shoulders and executes a DVD. Shawn goes down, all tired. Zoo is out. Shawn slowly gets to his feet, and looks at Zoo. Shawn picks Zoo up and tries to execute a DDT, but Zoo hangs onto the ropes. Shawn goes down hard. Zoo looks at Dee and then runs and executes the Munchie Factor. Zoo goes for the pin. The ref counts. 1...2...2.5...Shawns leg just gets on the ropes. The ref shows Zoo and stops counting. Zoo picks up Dee and throws him into the ropes, Dee bounces back, and Zoo hits a back body drop. Zoo picks up Dee, but Dee quickly battles back with punches to Zoo, he kicks Zoo in the stomach and goes for the Sensational Impact. He lifts him up, but Zoo flips out of it. Dee turns around and gets met with a stiff standing side kick. Zoo goes for the Bong Shooter. He gets it on Dee, but Dee fights it. Dee finally pulls Zoo over into a small package. The ref hurries over and slides down to count. 1...2...kickout by Zoo. Zoo quickly gets to his feet and tries to execute a snap suplex, but Dee blocks it and hits him with the Side Effect. Both men are down and the ref starts his count again.
Brad: Both men giving it their all!! This is a classic battle between two superstars in their prime!
Doc: This is just nail biting!!!
The referee gets to eight before Zoo manages to rise and stumble over to Dee. He goes to pick him up, but Dee rolls him into an inside cradle. The ref is out of position and takes an extra second to count 1...2... Zoo kicks out. Both men stumble to their feet and Dee takes a wild swing that Zoo ducks. Zoo spins and connects with a spinning heel kick that floors Dee. The champion picks him up and executes a textbook belly to back suplex, then points to the top turnbuckle. The crowd cheers him on. He climbs to the top, pauses for Dee to rise, and leaps. He hits the Wild Side perfectly, catching Dee right between the eyes with his feet! The fans in Portland are on their feet! Zoo covers, hooking the leg! Referee counts 1...2... Dee kicks out!!! Zoo can't believe it, but he carries on, picking Dee back up and tossing him into the corner, then backing up and cartwheeling across the ring and nailing a sidekick to the head of the challenger. Dee stumbles out and falls flat on his face. Zoo bounces off the ropes and hits a Munchie Factor!!!!! The crowd is livid as Zoo covers once more. Referee counts 1...2...
Brad: ANOTHER KICKOUT JUST IN TIME!!
Doc: That Mountain Dew must kick in just at the right moments!!
Zoo shakes his head and stands up. He drags Shawn to his feet and bodyslams him, then climbs to the top once more! The crowd tenses in anticipation as Zoo leaps gracefully from the top turnbuckle .... and hits canvas. Dee moved out of the way with only inches to spare. Both men get up extremely slow. Zoo bounces of the ropes and Dee catches him in a powerslam! Dee seems to get some adrenaline going and drags Zoo to his feet, whips him into the ropes, launches himself off the opposite side, then blasts Zoo with a flying shoulder tackle. The crowd is actually behind Dee somewhat as he picks Zoo up once more and hammers him with a couple of flamboyant atomic elbows, the launches himself off the ropes and nearly beheads Zoo with a flying lariat! Dee makes a chugging motion, as if drinking from an invisible can of Dew.
Doc: HERE IT COMES!! He's going for the Sensational Impact!!!
Dee picks Zoo up and gets him into position, but Zoo kicks his legs and REVERSES it!! Now Dee is the one in position. HE kicks his legs and HE reverses it. Zoo squirms out of his grasp, and hits the mat. Dee spins around and Zoo nails him with a shoulder to the stomach. Zoo grabs him in a front facelock for a DDT, but Dee lifts him up and over for a fall away slam!! A cover! 1 ... 2... Zoo gets a shoulder up!! Dee picks him up and whips him into the ropes. He leans down for a backdrop attempt and Zoo cartwheels over him and bounces off the opposite ropes. Dee spins around and Zoo catches him with a Thesz Press! Zoo stands up and dazedly looks to the fans, who spur him on. He climbs to the top rope, his back facing away from the canvas, intent on hitting a moonsault to finish Dee off. But Dee has one last once of energy left. Before Zoo can leap, Dee is on his feet and nailing Zoo in the back causing him to slip and crotch himself on the turnbuckle. Dee turns around and hooks Zoo's arms with his above his head and hits a crucifix powerbomb from the top rope!!!!! Zoo flys through the air and hits with a huge crack. Dee crawls over and covers him. Referee counts 1....2....3!! Immediately, the crowd cheers and "Right/Wrong" by DMX plays!
Brad: Give him credit!!! Give them BOTH credit for one hell of a damn match!!! Shawn Dee has indeed done it, he's accomplished a dream here tonight!!!
Doc: LOOK, HERE COMES DIRGE!! DIRGE IS HERE!!!
Brad: Oh god, leave it to Dirge to spoil a perfectly good moment like this.
The referee hands Dee his belt as Dirge climbs into the ring and raises his friend's arm in celebration. They hug as the other members of EE...Magnum and Baggs climb into the ring as well and shake Dee's hand. Dirge says something to Baggs and Magnum and the two of them lift Dee up on their shoulders!
Brad: Well, I guess I can't blame them for wanting to come down and celebrate with him.
Doc: Gee, am I hearing things? I could of sworn I heard you say you didn't blame Elite Establishment for something..
After a few moments they put Dee down and escort him out of the ring. The foursome make it halfway up the ramp when Dee tells them to hold up and he turns around, belt over his shoulder, and returns to the ring. He helps Zoo up and the two shake hands!!! On the ramp, the three EE members look on. Magnum and Baggs have looks of mild disgust, while Dirge looks a bit suprised.
Brad: WHAT A NIGHT!! Three titles changed hands!! More shockers then I've ever seen in one evening!!! Folks, for Doc Dillinger, I'm Brad Baxter ...we'll see you next week from Sacramento, California!!! GOOD NIGHT!!
AND NEW RAWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION
"SENSATIONAL" SHAWN DEE!!!!!!!
Doc: HE DID IT!!! HE DID IT!!! SHAWN DEE IS CHAMP! SHAWN DEE IS CHAMP!!