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Levitan: This contest is scheduled for one fall .... introducing first .... from Las Vegas, Nevada ... weighing 245 pounds ... this is HIGH ROLLER!!
"There's a Tear in my Beer" by Hank Williams Junior kicks off High Roller's appearance. He thinks to himself that the freaking sound man would make a good opponent at Wrestlecade. Amid a chorus of half-boos and half-cheers, Roller goes down to ringside, fanning himself with a stack of hundreds. Thinking that even though he hasn't won a match yet, he is still rich, he smiles to himself and climbs into the ring.
Levitan: And his opponent ....
"Never Gunna Stop" by Rob Zombie replaces the aforementioned country song, and the crowd cheers to the rocking tune. Running down to ringside, the fiery competitor stops just short of the ring, poses for the fans, makes the "one-two-three" gesture with his hands for Roller's benefit, then climbs into the ring.
Levitan: From Detroit, Michigan .... weighing 235 pounds ... this is MATT "DADDY" HIGGERSON!!
Doc: It's Higgerson versus "Opher," and I'll be one step closer to winning my bet.
Brad: "Opher?"
Doc: Yeah, as in "Opher" 8, soon to be "Opher" 9!
Brad: You truly are pathetic. Here we go, the ref has called for the bell!
Doc: Higgerson beat him already? Wow!
Brad: No, to start the match...and you knew that! This is going to be a looong night!
The two competitors lock up and Higgerson quickly claims the advantage. Whipping Roller into the ropes, he knocks him down with a high knee. Grabbing him by the hair and pulling him up, Matt Daddy is treated to a good old fashioned eye-poke. Roller cinches him up and plasters him with vertical suplex. Keeping the offensive, Roller starts an illegal choke...1-2-3-4 breaks it. He goes back to the choke...1-2-3-4 breaks it. One more time...1-2-3-4 breaks it! The ref informs him that one more choke, and he is disqualified. Instead of choking, Roller grabs his opponent by the hair, Higgerson's head up slightly, then starts wailing away with fists...1-2-3-4-stops. The ref warns him to start "wrestling" and to stop "brawling," or it would be over before it began. Roller drops two elbows, then waits for Higgerson to get up. As Matt Daddy coughs and hacks his way to his feet, the Gambler pounces, giving him a few forearms and chops. Matt Daddy fires back with a few of his own chops, then whips Roller into the ropes, H.R. bounces back, ducks under a Higgerson clothesline, runs them again, then hits a Thesz press. Sending a few shots into Higgerson's face, the Gambler stops quickly as to not antagonize the ref any further. Picking Higgerson up, Roller snap suplexes him to the mat, rolls on top of him, and makes the cover...1-2-kickout! The Gambler punches him, picks him up, then hits a cradle suplex...1-2-kickout! Firing Matt Daddy into the ropes, he scoops him up and powerslams him...1-2-kickout!
Doc: He is trying his best to prove me wrong...what aggression! He is beating Higgerson from pillar to post in there. If Matt Daddy loses this thing, and I lose our bet...then HE might have another match tonight, just like Szatkowski.
Brad: Sure, Doc Blowhard. I'd like to see you get in the ring with Higgerson.
Doc: I'd do it in a heartbeat...but not tonight...I pulled a groin muscle working out earlier, and I have to rehab that first.
Picking up Matt Daddy, he sends him into the corner, then follows him, burying his shoulder into his opponents stomach, repeatedly. After a few chops, he attempts to whip Higgerson into the opposite corner, but Higgerson reverses it, sending High Roller into the corner. With a running start, he splashes the man from Sin City, mounts the second turnbuckle, and proceeds to start punching...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10! The ref only half-heartedly counts to three before Higgerson gets to ten The ref figured it was only right considering what Roller did earlier. H.R. falls down and sits on the mat, slumped in the corner. Matt Daddy backs up, runs and nails the bronco buster. The fans start to cheer the popular manuever, so Higgerson backs up and does it again! The fans want to see it one more time, but Higgerson has other ideas. Getting Roller out of the corner, he bodyslams him, then drops a knee. Looking at the fans, he points skyward, and the fans start to cheer. Climbing to the top rope, he hot dogs it for the fans, then jumps, hitting Roller hard with a frog splash. The ref makes the count...1-2-kickout!
Doc: I don't believe it! Usually, Roller is telling the nice doctor where it hurts by now...how did he kick out? That was a hell of a frog splash!
Brad: It's called intestinal fortitude. It's called will power...
Doc: It's called desperation!
Matt slaps on a chinlock, and buries his knee into Roller's back. Screaming in pain, and half out of it, he doesn't even hear the ref when he asks him if he wants to quit. Higgerson breaks the hold, then drops an elbow on the top of his opponents head. After that, he cinches on an arm wringer, and twists like hell. More shrieks of pain come from the winless wonder. Tripping him down, he applies an inside toehold leglock. Keeping it on a long time, Roller's whole body starts to become sore. Releasing the hold...the weary Roller gets up and is treated to a bulldog. Higgerson makes the cover...1-2-kickout!
Brad: Textbook wrestling, he is taking his opponent down one body part at a time, without sapping too much of his own strength. Mix in some high impact manuevers, and it looks like it may be an easy win for Higgerson.
Doc: I'm not a big fan of High Roller, but I think this is disgusting. I think he could've beaten him a long time ago...Matt "Who's Your" Daddy needs to put him away and quit playing around. The more he screws around, the more likely Roller might pull out a small pakage or something, and get a cheap win...then, I lose the bet. Come on Higgerson, beat him!
Matt Daddy picks up Roller and sends him into the ropes. A back bodydrop later, and Roller receives a bonus elbow. Higgerson then swings around, stands up, and applies a figure four. Howling in pain, High Roller goes for the ropes. He struggles, and crawls, and struggles, and tries to pull Higgerson with him...until he reaches...the middle of the ring. Unable to get to the ropes, the Gambler then tries to reverse it. Putting his right arm up in the air for balance, he attempts to turn Higgerson over. Higgerson puts his arm in the air, and tries to put the momentum the other direction, to counter what Roller is doing. The crowd is in a hush as the two combatants are locked together in the middle of the ring, a screaming Roller trying to get out of a hold, the confident Higgerson trying to clinch the win. After a few more moments, and Roller's perseverence wins out, and he turns Matt Daddy over. Now Higgerson is the one in pain, but he extricates his legs immediately! Roller gets to his feet, but is limping noticeably. Higgerson, in much better shape, piston kicks H.R in the knee, causing him to collapse. Thinking quickly, the Gambler rolls out of the ring. As Matt Daddy climbs out of the ring to follow him, Roller attacks. Grabbing him around the waist, he performs a belly to belly suplex, knocking the air out of Higgerson on impact with the ground. Still limping, Roller drags Matt closer to the post, then catapults him into the steel. A bloody gash appears on Higgerson's face. The ref, meanwhile starts counting...1-2-3-4-5...H.R. stomps him and slides into the ring...6-7-8-9- a bloody Higgerson rolls back in. Cursing because he thought he had a count-out victory, roller grabs Higgerson and hits a side suplex. Picking him up again, he nails an atomic drop. A back suplex later, and the Gambler is making a cover, hooking a leg in the process...1-2- kickout! Slamming his hand down in frustration, Roller picks Matt Daddy up and puts him down on the top rope. Mounting the second rope, High Roller goes for the superplex, but is thrown off by Higgerson. Crashing to the mat, Roller immediately tries to get up. As he is getting up, Higgerson climbs up to the topr rope and waits. When Roller is standing, he is knocked down again by a missile dropkick. Higgerson waits until H.R. tries to get up again, and hits a scissors kick before Roller can straighten up. Grabbing Roller again, Higgerson puts him into position, makes the sign for his signature finishing manuever...
Doc: The Matt Daddy Drop...it's about time!
Brad: Uh-oh...doesn't look good for Roller...
Roller stands up, back bodydropping Higgerson. Turning around, he slaps on the Gold Standard as Matt Daddy tries to get to his feet. The crowd cheers in anticipation of a Roller victory. Matt has enouigh left to get to the ropes, though, and the ref calls for a break. Roller starts beefing with the ref, turns around, and is superkicked by Higgerson, who took advantage of the lack of concentration by his opponent. Picking up Roller, he positions him, signals to the crowd, then jack-knife powerbombs him. The ref makes the count...1-2-3!
Doc: "Opher" 9 didn't disappoint! Another loss in the books!
Brad: He came close that time. He is showing more heart, he's just not able to put it together yet.
MATT DADDY HIGGERSON |
The show cuts to a camera in the arena parking lot. The camera is temporarily blinded by the headlights of a car. As the camera regains focus, it is revealed the motor vehicle is a long, black limo. The limo comes to a stop right in front of where the camera is positioned. The driver quickly springs out of the car and briskly walks to the back of the limo, where he opens the door. Then a man, whose identity is unknown to most RAWF viewers, steps out of the car. The man has long blonde hair, and some stubble under his chin. The man is wearing a pair of jeans and a tight, white tanktop. He pushes his sunglasses up onto the top of his head, as he steps out and takes a big breath of air, before keeling over and going into a coughing fit.
MAN: I have been in some shitholes before but this city takes the cake!
The mystery man speaks in a thick Australian accent. The man grabs his bags from the driver and begins to head towards the backstage entrance to the arena. When the mystery man approaches the backstage doors, he is stopped by an arena security guard.
ARENA SECURITY: Sorry sir this is a restricted access point!
MAN: Restricted to whom?
ARENA SECURITY: RAWF Management and wrestlers as well as other RAWF employees and arena staff
MAN: Well I am a RAWF wrestler, so let me in!
ARENA SECURITY: Sorry buddy. You are about the hundredth person who has tried that one on me!
MAN: You don't believe me hey? Well maybe this will jog your memory!
The man reaches into his bag and pulls out some gadget and holds it up to his mouth.
MAN: I am the best in the business, and I am gonna take the RAWF by storm!
The gadget digitally alters the voice of the man, and it is revealed to the RAWF live audience who catch on quickly that this man is the same man who has been airing those weird promo videos for the last month. The security guard does not seem impressed.
ARENA SECURITY: Sorry sir. No pass, no entry!
MAN: Oh you need a pass do you? Well it's just in my bag!
The man turns around so his back is turned to the arena security guard. He then grabs something from his bag, turns around and clocks the guard in the head with a lead pipe. The guard is out cold and the myystery man puts the pipe back into his bag and then stands over the guard.
MAN: The name is Croc, and today is the day I take the RAWF by storm! Watch out everyone cause the Aussie Icon has entered the building!
Croc then brushes himself off and then steps over the guard and walks into the backstage area!
Levitan: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing team number one ... from Parts Unknown .... with a combined weight of 611 pounds ... DEATH AND TAXES .... THE INEVITABLES!!!
"Mr. Scary" by Dokken plays as the massive masked duo stalk to the ring and stand menacingly, waiting for their opponents.
Levitan: Their opponents ... at a combined weight of 562 pounds ... JAMES BISHOP AND ADAM WILLIAMS ... THE WISE GUYS!!
"Zombie Nation" plays to the mixed reaction of the crowd. The two M.A.F.I.A. members race down the ramp as if shot from a cannon and leap into the ring. All four men start to brawl. Death and Williams are trading punches and so are Bishop and Taxes. Taxes gets the advantage over Bishop and sends him over the top rope with a huge left hand. Taxes follows Bishop to the outside and the two men start trading punches out there. Meanwhile, back in the ring Death has backed Williams up into a corner and begins to kick Adam in the gut, finally kicking him all the way down to a seated position against the bottom rope. Death jogs towards the opposite ring post and then suddenly takes off running towards Williams, he then extends and connects with a beautiful slide dropkick right to the groin. Taxes posts Bishop outside the ring, then climbs up and goes to his corner to await the tag. Death drags "The Assassin" to his feet and whips him hard into their corner, then tags in Taxes. Taxes drives a shoulder into Williams midsection as Bishop finally makes it over to his corner. Taxes gives Williams a chokeslam, then picks him up and tries another one, but Williams manages to poke his fingers into the eyeholes of Taxes' mask, then nail him with DDT. Williams stumbles to his feet and tags in Bishop, who immediately starts putting the boots to Taxes. Bishop grabs Taxes around the waist and pulls him straight into the air, and slams Taxes around back down with a belly to belly suplex. Bishop then runs over and gives Death a right hand for good measure, then runs back to Taxes and begins putting the boots to him again. Death, angered from being hit starts to get in the ring but is stopped by the ref. That gives Bishop and Williams enough time to hit Taxes with a double press slam before the ref turns back around. Williams, being the fresher of the two stays in the ring and starts putting MORE boots to Taxes.
Brad: I hate to admit it, but nice teamwork there by the part of the Wise Guys! And keeping Taxes on the mat is good strategy.
Doc: Yep, it always pays sooner to work on your taxes early.
The ref asks Adam if he tagged and of course Williams nods yes. Williams drops down and wraps his hands around Taxes' throat and begins to squeeze. The ref starts the five count and at four Adam lets go. Williams picks Taxes back up and sends him into the ropes, he follows it up with a short arm clothesline. He picks Taxes back up and tries to whip him into the Wise Guy corner, but Taxes reverses it and Williams flies shoulder first between the top and middle pads. His head rams into Bishop's stomach and Bishop goes flying off the apron and into the ring barrier. Taxes crawls over and tags in Death, who charges the dazed "Assassin" and levels him with a forearm smash. Death starts working over Williams and as he does ... The Cross Connection come out from behind the curtain and start watching the match. Xavier is jotting something down in a notepad he is holding and the two seem to be discussing something.
Brad: What are the champs doing out here???
Doc: Scouting obviously! Another reason they are the champions! They watch their opponents very closely for weakspots!
Death gives Williams a snap suplex then tries a cover. Ref counts 1...2... kickout by Adam. Bishop crawls into the ring and Death decides that just isn't acceptable, so he picks Bishop up and presses him over his head. Williams crawls over and and delivers a low blow from behind. Bishop still crashes to the mat, but not as hard as he would have had Death had his way. Bishop rolls back to his corner and Williams starts pounding on Death with chops to the chest. He tags in Bishop and they whip Death into the ropes and give him a double elbow to the chest that sends the big man to the mat. Bishop gives him a kneedrop as Williams returns to the Wise Guy corner. "The Jackal" laughs hysterically, then starts driving his knee into Death's throat repeatedly. Up on the ramp, Jango and Xavier laugh at this. Bishop picks Death up, whips him into the ropes and delivers a big boot to the face. Death falls like an oak tree to the canvas and Bishop tags Williams back in and they team up to deliver The Hit!!!
Doc: They got him!! What an upset!!
Williams covers, ref counts 1...2...Taxes makes the save with a elbow to the back of Adam's head. Bishop joins the fray and Taxes catches him with a spinebuster. Williams gets up and hits Taxes with a forearm shot to the head. The ref tries to get in between them to put Taxes back to his corner, but Death gets up and waylays Williams with a clothesline! Taxes picks Bishop up and gives him The Write Off to keep him out of the way as Death climbs to the top rope and delivers The Sickle Of Fate to Williams!! The Cross Connection can stand no more and they charge the ring as the ref counts 1...2...Jango nails Death with a knee to the spine, breaking the count, but causing the ref to call for the bell. Xavier dropkicks an unnexpecting Taxes in the back. But it hardly fazes the big man who starts after him. Jango joins in and they double dropkick him. Taxes wavers for a second then falls. Death gets up and grabs Jango by the neck and chokeslams him. Xavier pokes Death in the eyes, then tries a hurricanrana, but gets powerbombed instead. Bishop and Williams both get up and start beating on Death together. Meanwhile, more referees swarm from the backstage area to break up the melee. After a few hairy moments, they seperate the tag teams and escort them back to the locker rooms.
Brad: I've just been told that The Inevitables will be getting their title shot at Wrestlecade Doc! What a match that will be!! I hope it won't be a mess like this match was...
Doc: What was wrong with it? The champs just wanted to send a message is all...
DANNY SZATKOWSKI (C) VS. JEFFERY MANSON |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RAWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing the challenger...
"Down With The Sickness" by Disturbed begins to play.
Levitan: From Truth Or Consequences, New Mexico .... weighing 237 pounds ... he is "MAD MAN" JEFFERY MANSON!
Manson walks down the ramp with Mommy in hand. For the most part, the crowd boos as expected. However, a few fans have the styrofoam hammers they sell at the stands, and they cheer their idol on, even if nobody can hear them over the ones that hate "The Mad Man." When Jeffrey gets to the squared circle, he ditches the hammer underneath the ring, then prepares himself for war in the field of battle.
Levitan: And his opponent ....
"Jump" by Van Halen begins to play.
Levitan: From Battle Creek, Michigan .... weighing 225 pounds .... he is the RAWF Television Champion.... this is DANNY SZATKOWSKI!!!
Danny does not acknowledge the fans that cheer so heartily for him. Running, the enormously popular Television champion gets to the ring in a hurry, intent on eliminating his challenger and finishing his first match quickly to prepare for the second.
Doc: That maniac Manson gets another shot at gold. The former and original Ironman champion is set to be the new Television champion, and he might have some help from the Commissioner!
Brad: Highway has something up his sleeve...it's bad enough he is forcing Danny to wrestle twice in one night.
Doc: Don't overexaggerate what's going on here. Highway is getting payback for a few things, but that's all. If the Commish really wanted to hurt Szatkowski, he would've made Danny wrestle the tag match first, then go into a title match wore down. This is the old "woodshed" treatment, and Szatkowski has to take his medicine.
Brad: Speaking of medicine, are you currently on something?
The Television champion slides under the ropes, gets out of the way of an attempted stomp, springs to his feet, and delivers a standing dropkick to Manson's mug. As Manson attempts to get up, Szatkowski applies a leg scissors sleeper. After a few moments, the ref checks Manson out by raising his hand...it drops like a stone. He raises it again, and Manson's arm straightens up quickly! Shouting, "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy!" Jeffery lunges and grabs a rope. "Thanks, Mommy, thanks mommy," responds Manson as the ref forces a break. The Television champ dropkicks his challenger over the top rope as he gets up. Running the ropes, he hits Manson with a sliding kick, sending the mad man hurling against the guard rail. Getting out of the ring, Danny throws "Mad Man" Manson into the ring, and Szatkowski climbs the top rope. When the challenger gets to his feet, he is met with a thrust kick from the top rope, and the champ makes a cover...1-2-kickout! Rolling to the outside, Manson crawls under the ring. Szatkowski protests and tells the ref that he is getting the hammer out. As the ref peers over to take a look, Jeffery emerges on the other side of the ring, crawls in behind Danny, and hits a vicious low blow. Doubling over, Danny gets treated to a back suplex, folowed by an elbow to the throat. Grabbing Szatkowski, Manson picks him up, kicks him in the gut, then hits a double arm DDT. He makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Reduced to biting, the insane one bloodies the champ slightly. Grabbing his forehead, Saztkowski leaves himself open for a kidney punch, followed by a shot to the ribs. The challenger backs off and lets Szatkowski up. When standing, the champ is scooped up and bodyslammed. Trying to rise quickly, Danny is scooped up again, and propped upside down in the corner, on the turnbuckles. With vicious intensity, Manson delivers a running knee. The referee yells at him to get Danny out of the corner, and he complies...but not administering a few boots to the midesction. Dragging Danny to the center of the ring, Manson makes a cover...1-2-kickout!
Doc: I thought that was it! Manson wanting to be the first person to have held both the Ironman and Television titles. Who knows, maybe he'll be the first "grand slam" champion and get them all eventually.
Brad: He already is an accomplished tag wrestler. Manson and Mommy have won a few battles.
Doc: There you go again...it's always Mommy's fault...blame everything on her.
Manson continues his assault with a tornado backbreaker...1-2-kickout! Picking up Danny again, he whips him into the ropes, then chops him in the throat. Jeffery then chokes the champ...1-2-3-4-5! The referee calls for the bell!
Doc: That idiot didn't break the hold! He got himself disqualified!
Brad: It couldn't have happened to a nicer guy...
Right before the official announcement, The Radi-tron comes to life, and Thomas Highway appears from his office.
Highway: Mister Ref, I do believe you are in error...I have been watching the match since the start, and I can tell you, Manson broke the hold before the count of five. Under terms of my contract, referees are my direct responsibility, so I order you to continue the match!
Brad: What? How can he get away with this? This is ridiculous!
Doc: No, no...he's right! He broke the hold, I told you before...Manson broke it before he got DQ'd!
Brad: You said what? Nevermind...Vice needs to do more than ban him from ringside!
The crowd boos lustily at the announcement, and as Highway disappears from the Radi-tron, the challenger wastes no time in trying to press his luck. Szatkowski is thrown against the ropes, he bounces back, but ducks under an attempted clothesline by Manson. Stopping, Danny waits for Jeffery to turn around, and then hits a superkick! Manson falls, and the Television champ collapses, too. Getting his breath back finally, Szatkowski makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Aaron Justice comes into the view of the crowd as he starts down the ramp. The crowd boos, and a few people take pictures. Justice curiously crawls under the ring. Inside the squared circle, Danny attempts a split-legged moonsault, but Manson rolls out of the way. Both men get to their feet, and Jeffery initiates a brawl. Both men trade punches, with the maniacal Manson getting the better end of the deal. Outside of the ring, Aaron emerges with "Mommy," much to the delight of the crowd. Inside, Manson hits his finishing reverse vertical suplex manuever, but instead of pinning the champ, he rolls out to look under the ring. The challenger figures out that Justice has Mommy, as The Perfect Design holds it up and waves it at him. Running after him, Jeffery is cut down by his own hammer. Making one last stand, Manson tries to get up, half-conscious. Aaron Justice hoists him up in a torture rack, only to turn it into a pedulum backbreaker, thus completing his finisher, Final Justice. Rolling him into the ring, he waves at the ref, and watches as Danny puts an arm over his opponent...1-2-3!
Doc: Talk about a travesty! Why didn't the ref DQ Szatkowski? He got a hell of a lot of help from Justice... So, tell me why didn't the ref stop this?
Brad: Because Manson went after Justice! Aaron baited him and Manson took it. What I want to know is why Justice is helping him...just last week, he was attcking the guy?
Doc: Manson had him...as far as I'm concerned, Jeffery Manson is the champ!
The Perfect Design walks up the ramp, stops, and turns around and faces the ring. Dirge comes out from the back and joins him, tossing his partner a mic.
Justice: Danny, I was just making sure you kept that damn title. It's mine real soon Danny boy. You're the guy who is getting your ass kicked too when I take it. Keep that title warm for me, Danny. And I'm going to see you REAL soon.
Danny holds up his belt, points to it, points to Justice, and shouts "You will NEVER get this, Mr. Unjust, but go ahead and take your best shot!" Highway reappears on the Radi-tron...
Highway: You still have that gold I see. You have another match...and I think that it should start...right about...now!
Brad: How low can he go? Let him rest for goodness sake! He was set to wrestle his second match right before the main event!
Doc: He has the right to shuffle the schedule...he is the commish after all. I think he is doing him a favor...after this next match, he can call it a night, he wont have to hang around here, he can get right to the ambulance, hehehe
Dirge and Aaron Justice run down the ramp. Moving quickly, they get to ringside and corner Danny. Szatkowski ducks under a Justice punch, but is leveled by a big boot from Dirge. As Dirge holds the Television champ, Justice starts wailing away with haymakers. The crowd starts to cheer as Briggs sprints to the ring. Spearing Justice who had turned around to meet him, Scott starts firing in some shots of his own. Dirge clubs Danny in the back of the head and starts toward Briggs, but a wave of referees start separating everyone. Order is restored, and the tag match is started.
VS. DANNY SZATKOWSKI & SCOTT BRIGGS |
Brad: This is so wrong! I hate this whole situation. With Szatkowski tired after that last match, this is little better than a handicap match. Briggs better start this match out for his team, let Danny have a breather.
Doc: Highway is just giving these fans what they want...a double dose of Shackowski!
Briggs ushers Danny out to the apron, and he stays in the ring. Aaron Justice starts out for his team. Justice screams at Danny, taunting him, telling him he was a no-good yellow coward that talked a big fight but never walked the talk. Justice keeps it up, saying that he wants to "Give his best shot right now." Scott looks behind his shoulder and tells Danny to ignore that crap, that he'll take care of Aaron's bluster. Before he can finish his sentence, however, Danny claps Briggs on the back gently, as in making a tag kind of gesture. The ref recognizes it as a tag and orders Briggs out. Szatkowski jumps into the ring, dodges a haymaker by Justice, piston kicks his opponents knee, gives a knee of his own to Aaron's face, then hits him with a standing dropkick. Running the ropes, Danny gets a little close to Dirge, and the Heavyweight Champion slams a forearm into the back of Szatkowski's neck. Seeing the Television champ go down, the ref looks at Dirge, who in turn gives him a look that says, "What, I didn't do anything." Scott gets into the ring, forcing the ref to force him out. Justice gets to his feet, Dirge gets into the ring, and the hit a double vertical suplex. The ref then forces Dirge to leave, and Scott gets in the ring, punches Aaron, and gets back to his corner. Justice, still better off than Szatkowski, recovers first, cinches up his opponent, then hits the jackhammer. He makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Pummeling Danny, Aaron hits a spinebuster. Grabbing him and throwing him into the ropes, Justice charges Danny and spears him in the corner. Collapsing, Danny lies prone, and Aaron makes the cover...1-2-foot on the ropes! Not believing that the exhausted champ didn't lay for the three, Aaron picks him up angrily. Briggs is reaching out his hand desperately hoping beyond hope that Danny will make a tag and rest. Justice shoots Szatkowski into the ropes, and when he bounces off, Danny comes out with a flying forearm that would make Tito Santana jealous. Connecting hard, Aaron reels from the blow, and falls down. Danny crawls over to his corner, and just as Aaron gets to him...he makes the tag! The crowd goes berserk! Briggs comes in and bodyslams Justice. Dirge rushes the ring, and he gets bodyslammed. Justice gets up, and is clotheslined down. Dirge gets up, and is treated in similiar fashion. Both men roll out of the ring and the fans continue their joyful celebrating.
Brad: Briggs is a one man wresking crew! Danny is also getting a much needed rest. If Szatkowski/Briggs have any chance of winning this one...they need Scott to find a way to get a quick win...now. Whether its with a roll-up, a small package, or submission, the longer this goes, the more it favors the fresher team of Dirge/Justice!
Doc: I agree. The longer the match, the longer the odds for Briggs and Szatkowski!
Danny is slumped in his corner, leaning on the top turnbuckle. Aaron gets back into the ring and locks up with Scott Briggs. Dirge finds a chair, and with an evil grin, gets into the ring and slams it into Briggs' back as he stays tied up with Justice. The referee calls for the bell. Dirge rings Scott's bell...five more times. For starters. Justice rushes Szatkowski and clotheslines him off the apron. Climbing out, he chokeslams the worn out Television champ out on the arena floor. Meanwhile, Dirge is gleefully busting open Briggs in the ring. Picking up the bloodied Briggs, Dirge Gorilla presses him, and turns it into a Michinoku driver. In other words, he hit the Soul Auctioneer. Slamming the chair back into him, referee's a security start to hit the ring. They had already stopped Aaron's assault on Danny. Swinging the chair around to back them up, Dirge lets them know he is not through yet.
Brad: They purposely got themselves disqualified! Why would they do that? It doesn't make sense.
Doc: Sure it does. It makes all the sense in the world. Justice is out to send a message to Szatkowski, which is, "I'm going to trash you and take your title." I think Danny is getting the message. As for Dirge, this is a tag match, his World Title is not at stake tonight, he loves to hurt people, Briggs was conveniently nearby, so...what the hell...why not break in a new chair?
Brad: You are deplorable!
VP of Operations Johnathon Vice walks out to the ramp...mic in hand.
Vice: Dirge, whether you think so or not, you are DONE hitting Scott Briggs with that chair. Unless you want to be fired and arrested, put it down now! Dirge, big man, looking forward to seeing who you will face at Wrestlecade? Looking forward to defending that belt, going to scope out all four guys tonight? I tell you something Dirge...you may not BE champion at Wrestlecade! Next week, you will defend you World Heavyweight Belt! The winner of THAT match will defend the belt at Wrestlecade against the winner of tonight's main event. And the man you will defend against is the man you just angered beyond belief...it is Scott Briggs! Oh, and Dirge...that match next week...the belt can change hands on a DQ...enjoy the rest of the show Dirge...and get out of my ring!
Dirge just smiles, drops the chair, and heads back to the locker room. Justice follows beside him. Medical personnel help out Briggs and Szatkowski, and they are helped to a local medical facility for evaluation.
Doc: Whatever we just witnessed...it wasn't a match. It was entertaining, though. Danny's education continues, and it looks like Briggs is the next student enrolled in FU.
Brad: How clever. I know what we just saw...a premeditated mugging. I hope they are happy with themselves. I do like Vice's decision to make Dirge defend the Title! Briggs is an up and comer...he could pull it off...
DANNY SZATKOWSKI AND SCOTT BRIGGS |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
"Bad Religion" by Godsmack plays and red neon lights flash all around the arena. The crowd does not seem impressed...
Levitan: From Birmingham, Alabama ... weighing 258 pounds .... this is ALEX LAYNE!
Layne walks out with a cocky grin on his face. He makes his way down to the ring, totally ignoring the fans.
Brad: Alex Layne ... a member of Evolution ... and very outspoken these days about the management here in RAWF.
Doc: Can you blame him really? I mean, who has Trent Bradley beaten that he deserves to be in the running for a World Title Shot at Wrestlecade?? Alex Layne is UNDEFEATED and HE isn't in the running! Bradley has yet to wrestle for godsake!
Brad: I'm sure there is a very good reason that Bradley was chosen to compete in the four way main event tonight!
Doc: It's called politics.
Levitan: And his opponent....
"Generator starts up and the crowd gives out a huge pop.
Levitan: From Paris, France ... weighing 245 pounds ... this is THE IRON CHEF!!!
The Chef, clad in his white chef's coat and houndtooth pants, saunters down to the ring, smiling and waving at the fans wanting his autographs. He climbs into the ring and removes his coat, revealing the "MMM MMM Good" t-shirt underneath. He climbs one of the turnbuckles and raises his arms in greeting to the crowd in Conseco Fieldhouse.
Brad: Speaking of undefeated superstars Doc, here's a guy who hasn't lost a contest yet either!
Doc: Are you going to sit there all match bragging about him, or are you going to actually call an unbiased match for a change?
Chef and Layne engage in a collar and elbow tie up when the bell rings. Chef turns it into a headlock on Layne, who shoves him off, launching him into the ropes. Layne dives to the canvas and Chef leaps over him and bounces off the opposite ropes. Layne gets up quickly and tries to hiptoss Chef on the rebound, but Chef blocks it and clotheslines Layne to the mat. Layne sits up and Chef grabs him in a chinlock. After a few moments in the chinlock, Layne pushes himself to his feet and elbows Chef in the ribs. Chef lets go and Layne punches him in the mouth. Chef returns the punch with one of his own, then another. Layne staggers back and Chef advances, only to have his bell rung when Layne smacks him in the ears with both forearms. Layne executes a dragon suplex, then gets up and grabs Chef by the ankles and wishbones him. The Chef writhes in pain, scrunching into a fetal position to protect the sore groin. Layne stomps him in the head, then drags him to his feet. He lays into the Chef with several shots to the face, then gives him a vertical suplex for his troubles. Layne rises, and waits for Chef to do the same. Chef rises, and takes a slap in the face! Chef swings blindly, but misses. Layne with a go behind into a full nelson! Layne holds him there, until a weary Chef reaches the ropes, forcing a break. Layne releases the hold, and Chef collapses onto the mat! Layne drags Chef to his feet, then hooks up a headlock, then brings him down with a headlock takedown and holds on. The ref paces back and forth checking. Chef struggles and tries to reverse the ground headlock into a pin, 1... 2... but Layne rolls back to the headlock position avoiding the count. Chef forces Layne up on one knee, then to his feet. Chef hits two strong elbows to Layne's mid section in order to break free from the hold.... which he does. Layne fires back with a chop across Chef's chest. Layne bounces of the ropes and charges, but Chef counters with a drop toehold, which he quickly shuffles into a single leg crab submission.
Brad: A good solid technical match so far.
Doc: Yeah, wake me up when it gets exciting...
The ref checks the hold, but Layne rolls around and pushes Chef with a kick to the rear. Layne gets to his feet along with Chef, he rakes Chef's eyes and irish whips him to the ropes. Layne meets Chef with a kitchen sink knee to the gut that send Chef to the mat. Layne bounces off the ropes and drops a high jumping elbow right on Chef's chest. He bounces off again to repeat the move, but this time Chef moves out of the way and Layne now hits the empty mat with his elbow. Chef quickly holds Layne's arm to the ground and drops a knee on it. Chef picks up Layne still holding him by the arm and twists the arm in a hammerlock. Layne screams out in pain as Chef locks it in tight. Layne gets out of it the easy way by walking over to the corner and leaning on the turnbuckles. Ref forces Chef to release the hold. Chef tries to come at Layne in the corner, but Layne boots him in the ribs, then spears him to the mat. Layne slowly climbs to his feet as does Chef while clutching his ribs. Layne goes for a quick clothesline but Chef grabs his arm and turns it into a single arm DDT. Layne holds his arm in pain for a moment before Chef straightens it back out and does a leg drop across it. Chef pulls him back up to his feet, and then hooks him in a half nelson. Layne quickly escapes, then spins around Chef and takes him down onto the mat with a high impact bulldog. Chef rolls around on the mat holding his face in pain as Layne climbs back up to his feet. Layne climbs the top rope and waits for Chef to get up, then leaps and connects with a missile dropkick! He covers and the ref counts 1...2...kickout by Chef. Layne gets up, then scoops up Chef, hooking his pants and flipping him over with a hard vertical suplex! Chef bounces some while Layne is back to his feet instantly. He scales the turnbuckle and prepares to jump but as he flies off Chef rolls out of the way! Layne smacks into the mat, rolling while holding his gut.
Brad: To the well once too often for Alex Layne!
Doc: Yeah, well don't take him out of the oven yet, he isn't done. And stop with the cliches ... you have me doing it now!
Chef gets up and goes on the attack, determined to finish Layne off. He picks him up and clobbers him with a forearm to the face, followed up by a knife edge chop that send Layne into the corner. Chef straddles him and waylays him with punches as the crowd counts "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9..." Chef gets down and lets Layne stagger out of the corner, flailing wildly at ghosts. Chef gives him a ghetto blaster to the back of the head and goes for a cover. Ref slaps the mat once...twice...Layne gets a shoulder up. Chef picks him up and executes a Porterhouse!! Another cover yields yet another two count. Once more, Chef picks the Evolution member up, this time giving him a fisherman's suplex! Chef stands up and points to the turnbuckles and the fans go wild, knowing the Le Grenouille is coming up! Chef walks over and climbs the turnbuckle .... but Layne gets to his feet with a surge of desperate adrenaline and catches Chef before he can leap, and throws him to the mat press slam fashion. Layne leans against the turnbuckle for a brief rest and Chef rolls over in agony, clutching his back. Chef slowly gets to his feet .... and Layne walks over and lifts him up and delivers an SLS! He covers and the ref counts 1...2...3!
Doc: So much for your undefeated hero there Brad! Alex Layne wins again! He, Dirge, and Aaron Justice are out to rule the RAWF...and with wins like that ...I say they could do it!
Brad: Frank Manning is back in the interview area with a returning Blackout. Let's send it to Frank.
Manning and Blackout stand in front of the Monday Night Chaos logo. Frank turns to the former NCAA Champion..
Frank: Welcome back Blackout. Are you ready for your match against Justin Fantastic?
Blackout: What are you kidding me? Of course I am. Justin Fantastic and all the fans are going to see just what I am capable of right here tonight. I will not be held responsible for what I do to Justin Fantastic. I plan on going out there and ending this mans career.
Frank: There has been speculation that you are bitter because the fans didn�t give you the response that you wanted when you made your return a few days ago.
Blackout: What? Who told you that? Let�s just get one thing straight buddy Blackout is not bitter, I could care less whether the fans like me or not I am just pissed at the fact that when I was gone no one had even acknowledged my existence. Everyone wants to see pure brutality well how about I give it to them. Tonight Justin Fantastic will be receiving a free lesson in Blackout school of getting your ass whipped. Now get the hell out of my way.
Blackout pushes Frank out of the way as he heads down the hall towards the entrance area.
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
"Toxic" by Crazytown plays and the power in the arens seems to flicker, then go dark. A spotlight comes on, lighting up the entryway.
Levitan: From Whittier, California ... weighing 235 pounds ... this is BLACKOUT!
Blackout sneers and makes rude gestures to the fans who give him the same in return. He makes his way to the ring and stretches against the ropes, waiting for his opposition.
Brad: Well, Blackout's whole attitude seems to have changed since we last saw him Doc. He doesn't seem to care for the fans much anymore.
Doc: Well then he must of smartened up while he was out with that injury. Good for him! And bad for Hogarth!
Levitan: And his opponent ...
The fans stand up and give a loud ovation as "Sympathy For The Devil" plays.
Levitan: Accompianied by April Katz ......from Parts Unknown ...... weighing 195 pounds .... this is JUSTIN FANTASTIC!!!
April leads Justin out from behind the curtain, a huge smile on her face. They walk down the ramp, slapping hands with some of his fans. He circles the ring, greeting some ringside ticket holders, when Blackout rolls out of the ring and sneaks up behind him, leveling him with a knee to the back. He follows that up by posting him, then slamming him into ring barricade. He tosses him into the ring and follows him in. He stomps on him a few times before picking him up and giving him an overhead belly to belly suplex. He stands up and makes more rude gestures to the fans, then spits on Justin. He picks Justin up and hits him with some punches, then whips him into the ropes. Blackout tries a clothesline, but Justin ducks under it and bounces off the opposite ropes. He hits Blackout with a Thesz Press and starts punching him rapidly in the face. Blackout's legs kick wildly with each punch and Justin gets up and spits on HIM to the crowds amusement. Blackout gets up and Justin hits him with a dropkick sending him right back to the canvas. Justin launches himself off the ropes and hits a lionsault. He hooks a leg and the ref counts 1...2...kickout by Blackout. Justin picks him up and throws him into the ropes and executes a frankensteiner on the return! Another cover, but Blackout kicks out again before the three. Both men get up and Justin leaps up on Blackout's shoulders for a hurrincanrana but Blackout keeps his balance and turns it into a powerbomb! Blackout gets up and climbs the top rope as Justin stumbles to his feet. Blackout leaps ...but Justin hits him with another dropkick as he's descending. Justin gets to his feet and and drags Blackout over to the corner. He delivers a couple of knife edge chops and daze Blackout, then climbs between the ropes, climbs up the turnbuckles behind Blackout and delivers a blockbuster! He covers and hooks the leg, but Blackout drapes a foot on the bottom rope and the ref waves off the count.
Brad: Quite a match we are seeing here. High risk moves and close pinfalls. What do you think Doc?
Doc: Sure, sure. You know, I heard April and Justin want to get married someday, and they want to have a baby. And they already have a name picked out.
Brad: If this is another Hogarth crack...
Doc: It's not, I swear! If they have a child together, they want to make sure this kid grows up knowing where it comes from.
Brad: Well, that sounds admirable to me..
Doc: Absolutely. They want to name it Uterus.
Brad: You have no class whatsoever do you?
Justin picks Blackout up and whips him into the ropes. He ducks down as if attempting a backdrop, but Blackout puts on the brakes, grabs Justin by the head and gives him a swinging neckbreaker. Blackout starts ramming Justins head into the canvas repeatedly, then applies a camel clutch. April desperately yells her support as Justin grimaces in pain. The ref leans in to ask if he quits. After several agonizing moments, Justin is able to crawl forward and reach out and grab a rope. Blackout releases the clutch, but leaps up and sits down hard on Justin's back. He drags him back to the middle of the ring by the ankles and applies a Nightmare Stretch!!! Justin groans in obvious agony as Blackout leans back, really putting on the pressure. The crowd starts stomping on the floor of the arena, trying to give Justin support. Once again, Justin is able to slowly pull Blackout backwards and grab a rope. Ref forces Blackout to let go. Justin rolls outside the ring, grabbing his back. Blackout comes to the ropes and uses them to catapult up and over .... but Justin gets out of the way and Blackout hits the concrete floor. Justin rolls back into the ring and lies there, resting up while Blackout slowly recovers outside. The ref counts to eight before Blackout finally climbs up on the ring apron ... where Justin meets him and nails him with a few punches, then vertical suplexes him back into the ring. Justin quickly climbs the top turnbuckle and leaps, connecting with a spinning heel kick as Blackout got to his feet! Justin covers and the ref counts 1...2...kickout by Blackout!
Brad: I thought he had him there Doc!
Undaunted, Justin picks Blackout up and bodyslams him. Then he runs over and climbs the top rope again! He waits for Blackout to get up and leaps .... right into a powerslam by Blackout! Both men get up groggily, but Blackout takes the advantage with a European uppercut. He whips Justin into the ropes and Justin hits him with a Thesz Press on the return. Justin gets up, dragging Blackout with him. He irish whips Blackout, who reverses it. Justin ducks a clothesline attempt and bounces off the other side. Blackout side steps him, grabs him by the back of the head ... and delivers Nighttime!! He covers Justin and the ref counts 1...2...3!!!
BLACKOUT |
Brad: A triumphant return for Blackout! Wait a minute, the match is over, he's still laying into Justin!
Doc: Oh yeah, let him have it Blackout! I love this new attitude of his Brad!
Blackout stomps on Justin a few times, then puts him back into the Nightmare Stretch!! Justin bellows in agony as April screams from ringside. The referee tries to make Blackout let go, but he just shoves the official away and leans back on the hold. April runs up the ramp and into the backstage area. After a few more agonizing moments, Blackout releases the hold and calls for a microphone. It's tossed to him and he speaks, sounding somewhat exhausted.
Blackout: You see, I told you!! You wanted to see brutality... well guess what... you got it!!! Do you see what I have done to this man? What I have just done will pale in comparison to what I have in store for the future!
The crowd boos as Justin writhes on the mat, holding his back, a painful grimace plastered on his face..
Blackout: Oh so you want to boo me is that right. You know I have just come to realize that you booing me is nothing more than your showing of jealousy. I will teach every single one of you what happens when you boo Blackout. As of this very moment a new era is upon us because Nightime has come. I will personally rid this federation of any and all wrestlers who you adore. So let me ask this question to all of you. Who will you cheer for when everyone you love and admire is gone. My main goal in life as of now is to make sure that all the so called good guys are gone once and for all. And for all of you backstage who will not join me .......prepare because I will destroy. The One Man Wrecking Crew is now born and may God have mercy on all your souls.
Blackout tosses the microphone away and puts Justin back in the Nightmare Stretch!!! Just then, April returns from backstage bringing Matt "Daddy" Higgerson!!! He charges down the ramp and vaults into the ring. Blackout doesn't see him coming until it's too late. Higgerson clotheslines him to the mat. He picks him up and tosses him into the corner. Blackout staggers out and Matt "Daddy" dropkicks him, sending him up and over the top rope. Blackout hits the concrete, but manages to land on his feet. He checks his jaw where the dropkick hit. Higgerson grabs the mic as April climbs into the ring to check on her man.
Matt Daddy: I don't know who the hell you think you are Blackout, but if your main goal is to take on the good guys, well you might want to try Matt "Daddy" on for size! I'm the main man around here, not you! Anytime...any place. Have a Mattastic day...punk!
Higgerson tries to antagonize Blackout to get back into the ring, but Blackout just sneers at him and hollers promises of revenge and walks back up the ramp. Higgerson helps April support Justin as they assist him back to the back.
BILL FURY VS. RYNE BLOOD (C) |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RAWF United States Championship! Introducing first, the challenger ....weighing 300 pounds ...hailing from Glascow Scotland ... this is "BIGSHOT" BILL FURY!
"Paradise City" is played as Fury makes his way to the ring. He shows no emotion whatsoever as he stares at the ramp, cracking his knuckles, awaiting the champion.
Levitan: And his opponent ... accompianied to the ring by Alyssa Moore .... weighing 275 pounds ... he is the RAWF United States Champion ... this is "RUTHLESS" RYNE BLOOD!!!!
Alyssa and Ryne appear at the curtain as the lights dim and "South of Heaven" plays. Ryne holds the US belt over his shoulder as the duo make their way to ringside. Ryne hands the belt to Alyssa, then dives into the ring to face off with Fury. The two stare at each other nose to nose.
Brad: These two behemoths going at it for The United States Championship! Give me your prediction Doc!
Doc: I predict that Alyssa Moore has something up her sleeve and that it will be the deciding factor.
Brad: She's wearing a tank top Doc, she doesn't have any sleeves.
Doc: That standup comic career just isn't going to work for you is it?
Fury and Blood circle each other, staring into each other�s eyes as a snarl crosses the champion�s face. Suddenly they dive into each other, and Blood forces Fury backwards into the corner. The ref is there in an instant, trying to pry the two men apart and get a clean break. Blood backs off, but Fury takes advantage and lands a hard right hand to the side of Blood's face! Blood stumbles as Fury nails him again and again until they reach the center of the ring. Fury then irish whips Blood into the same corner, and comes charging in for a clothesline, but Blood moves out of the way and "Bigshot" runs chest first into the turnbuckle! Fury stumbles out backward, only to be driven back into the turnbuckle by a heavy forearm from Blood! The Ruthless One grabs a handful of Fury's hair and begins slamming his face repeatedly into the turnbuckle as the RAWF crowd chants along! Finally, Blood releases Fury and clotheslines him down to the mat. He drags him to his feet and whips him into the ropes, then propels himself into the opposite ropes. He leaps and delivers a flying shoulder tackle that knocks Fury back into the ropes and entangles him in them. Ryne walks over and punches him a few times, then untangles him and irish whips him. Fury reverses it and Ryne is sent into the ropes and powerslammed on the return. Both Fury and Blood push themselves up from the mat at roughly from the same time, at they begin to exchange blows with each other. Fury gets the upper hand in the affair with a rough kick to the stomach followed by a vicious knee lift, sending Blood to the ground. Fury capitalizes on his advantage with a couple of stomps, before picking Blood up by the hair. But Blood breaks Fury's grasp and hits him with a couple of right hands.
Brad: This is one heck of a brawl!! The street fighter versus the powerhouse! Neither man giving any quarter!
Doc: Fury's got to jab and move, because as big as he is, I don't think he can match strength with Ryne.
Fury fires back with a couple of right hamds of his own, then picks Ryne up and gives him a bodyslam. He drags Blood back up and hits him a stiff uppercut to the jaw, forcing him into the corner. Fury hits a series of elbows to Blood's jaw, followed by a couple of knees to the gut. Fury throws him towards the opposing corner, then follows him in, but Blood manages to lift his leg, forcing Fury's face to collide with his boot. Fury stumbles backwards and Ryne comes out of the corner with a spear, taking Fury down like a sack of potatoes! Blood tries a cover. 1...2...kickout by Fury. Ryne gets up and pulls Fury to his feet. He hits him a couple of times, then whips him once again into the conrer. Fury moves out of the way as Blood charges for a shoulderblock to the midsection. Ryne's arm hits the post between the turnbuckles and he yells in agony and slumps to the mat, holding his arm. Fury walks over to Blood and grabs him by his hair and brings him up to his feet. "Bigshot" grabs Ryne by his injured arm and goes to whip him across the ring, but does not release his arm. Instead he brings him back to him and takes Ryne down with a short arm clothesline. He still does not release Blood's arm and drags him back to his feet. Fury twists his arm around and then delivers an elbow right to the damaged limb causing Ryne to scream out in pain again. Still holding on to Blood�s arm, he grabs him by the hair and brings him over to the ring ropes. He drapes the arm over the top rope and grabs a hold of the arm, pulling back as hard as he can. Blood desperately delivers an elbow into Fury's face, stopping the move in the process. Blood�s arm hangs limply at his side as he advances on Fury. Ryne swings at him with his other arm but Fury ducks the punch and comes up with an elbow right into Blood�s eye. The U.S. Champ staggers back but swings out wildly again. Fury ducks the punch again, but this time when he comes up he latches his arms around Blood�s head and lifts him into the air before taking him down with a rock bottom! A cover and the ref counts 1 ...2...Blood manages to kick out just before the ref's hand slaps the mat a third and final time.
Brad: Fury has improved his technical skills over the last few weeks. He's not just a street fighter anymore.
Doc: You know, I used to love that game when Super-Nintendo was popular... Good old E-Honda......
Brad: What in the hell are you talking about?
Fury pulls Blood to his feet and starts pelting him with quick jabs to the face, followed by an elbow to the top of the head. Blood staggers to the ropes and Fury charges him. Blood ducks down, pulling the top rope down as well. Fury goes flipping over the ropes and lands hard on his back on the apron. Blood gets up and reaches over the ropes, dragging Fury up by the hair. He drags him over to the turnbuckle and smashes "Bigshot"'s noggin right into it. Fury drops to the floor and staggers to his knees, holding his forehead. Ryne flexes his sore arm, trying to get it working properly again. He climbs out and comes after Fury, kicking right in the back of the massive cranium of the Scotsman. Fury slumps forward to the floor. Ryne picks up the United States Championship and whips Fury across the back with it. Bill writhes in agony as Blood tosses the belt back to the timekeeper and pulls Fury to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. As the referee counts to nine, Blood climbs back into the squared circle and gives Fury a legdrop then tries a cover. 1...2... kickout by Fury. Both men get up and Fury rakes Ryne in the eyes, then gives him a Samoan Drop. Meanwhile, two unfamiliar figures wearing Revolution t-shirts come out from the curtain and make their way down to ringside. Fury gives them a scornful glance, then turns his attention back to Blood who has gotten to his feet. Fury starts hitting him with rapid jabs to the face. He whips Ryne into the ropes and Ryne gives him huge clothesline for his troubles! Ryne decides to finish Fury off, he drags Fury to his feet and with a tremendous display of power ....delivers an End Game!! He covers 1...2...3! As soon as the bell rings, the two figures from ringside roll into the rign and start stomping on Fury as Ryne is handed his belt.
Doc: That's Nick Cutter and Donny Brooke! The NEW members of Revolution!!
Brad: I guess they feel that Bill Fury needs to be taught a lesson...
Blood stands back and smiles as Cutter and Brooke give Fury a double DDT. The three of them raise each others arms in a pose to a mixed crowd, not sure what to think.
RYNE BLOOD |
Brad: Jessica Beach is with Trent Bradley in the interview area. Let's take you back there now ......
When the camera switches to backstage, we are suprised not to find Trent and Jessica ready for an interview ... because Alex Layne is busy beating the tar out of Bradley with a chair!! As Jessica looks on in wide eyed horror, Layne drags Bradley to his feet, props him up against a wall and hangs the chair around his neck, the seat covering Trent's face. With one quick move, Layne lands a LSK right to the seat of the chair. Bradley's carcass slumps to the floor and lies still. Layne stands over him, sneering. Then he looks at Jessica.
Layne: Let me tell you something Ms. Beach .... and anyone else who thinks Trent Bradley is some kind of superstar. The man is a punk and has no business even being in competition in a match for a World Title shot at Wrestlecade!!! So what if he's an XDWE Champion or whatever the hell he is. This is the RAWF where men EARN their keep, not come in and assume they will get a free ride!! So, I've just made sure he will not get that shot tonight!!!! Anyone has a problem with that, they know where to find me!
Layne stalks off as Jessica stares after him and EMTS come running to attend to Bradley.
Brad: Man, that's three ambushes in three weeks against Trent Bradley. Makes you wonder if he will ever have a chance to do anything...
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall ...introducing first....from Dallas, Texas ... weighing 238 pounds ... this is DOMINION!
"Not Falling" by Mudvayne blares and the crowd doesn't like it much. Booing Dominion from the moment he becomes visible, the fans decide to direct cups, wadded up posters, and spit in his general direction. The man from the Lone Star state walks to ringside oblivious to the ones he holds in contempt. The shower of "foreign objects" stop as soon as the first couple of fans are escorted away.
Levitan: And his opponent ...from Brooklyn, New York ...weighing 250 pounds ...this is EASY E!!!
"Final Countdown" by Europe plays and the crowd turns it up a notch. Moderate cheers for Easy E as the newcomer makes his way down to the squared circle. As he walks down, many fans still try to take the measure of this wrestler who is fairly unknown to them. Many do not care who he is, just as long as he beats Dominion...
Brad: These two come in with king-sized reputations. For both, a chance to start climbing the ladder to the World Title!
Doc: World Title? King-sized reputations? Come on, if you believe everyone that comes through the door, then everyone in the Rawf is a "world-beater." Let them prove it in the ring!
Dominion charges Easy E, and they lock up. Getting E in an armbar, Dominion decides to have a snack and bite down hard on Easy's foream. Grabbing his arm in pain, he looks at Dominion as if to say, "What the hell? Decidedly furious, he starts exchanging blows with his opponent. Getting the slight edge, Easy E wraps his arms around his opponent and applies an "overhead" suplex. Landing hard, Dominion gets up quickly nevertheless. Easy E sprints over and clotheslines him over the top rope. Landing on his feet, Dominion grabs his legs and pulls him outside. Using his full weight, Dominion slams Easy's back into the side of the ring repeatedly. Grabbing his arm, he Irish-whips E into the steel steps and gets back in the ring at the count of eight. Getting back out of the ring, he grabs a chair to brandish over the head of Easy E. Dominion, with chair in hand, approach E as he gets to his feet. As he starts to raise the chair, Easy E dropkicks the chair right into Dominion's face. Falling backward, Dominion collapses. Easy E climbs back into the ring at the count of 7 and rolls back out. Taking ahold of Dominion, he swings him head-first into the guard rail, then picks him up and drops him over the rail. Dropping back, he waits for Dominion's head to pop up from the crowd before superkicking him into near unconsciousness. Rolling back into the ring, Easy E beefs with the ref to make sure his opponent isn't counted out. Using his peripheral vision, he notices Dominion dragging himself over the rail. With a running start, he jumps over the top rope and hits a flying lariat, knocking his opponent down. Unfortunately, E lands awkwardly and hits his head and left shoulder hard. With both men down, the ref makes the count...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-Easy E gets back in the ring and rolls out. He takes his opponent and drags him over to the table, where he smashes his head into the Spanish announcer's table. As E tries for a second smash into the table, Dominion blocks it, grabs Easy's head, and slams HIM into the table. Dominion rolls in the ring at the count of nine and rolls back out. Grabbing some cable off of the floor, he wraps it around Easy E's throat and chokes the hell out of him. Dropping Easy E before he passes out, Dominion rolls in at eight and back out to the Spanish announcer's table. Clutching E, he posts his opponent and then bodyslams him on the table. The table buckles, but does not collapse. So Dominion decides to try a different route to inflict punishment on his opponent and the table. Getting back in the ring at the count of six, Dominion climbs to the top rope, gives a gesture to the fans, and jumps...Easy E barely moves out of the way, and doesn't see Dominion splash the table and destroy it. The Spanish announcers, doomed to make the rest of their broadcast without a table, move their chairs away from the rubble, sit down, and continue their jobs. Dominion is lying in the wreckage, and Easy E is laying next to it.
Doc: I wonder if these guys are going to wrestle IN THE RING?
Brad: I don't know if they are going to stand up, let alone get back in the ring. Two things are for sure: Both men are fearless, and they will do anything to win!
Easy E climbs back in at the count of eight and rolls back out. Grabbing Dominion from the remains of the table, he throws his opponent back in the ring. Getting in the ring himself, he picks up Dominion, puts him on his shoulders, and hits a Samoan drop. E makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Helping his opponent to his feet, E positions him, then hits a back suplex. Dropping an elbow, Easy E makes a cover and hooks a leg...1-2-kickout! Picking him up one more time, he sends Dominion into the ropes. Charging, he tries to bury his shoulder into Dominion's gut, but with one problem...Dominion moved! Flying between turnbuckles, Easy E rams his shoulder into the post. Getting to his senses, Dominion back suplexes E, then buries an elbow into his chest. Dominion picks up his opponent, whips him into the ropes, hits a tilt a whirl backbreaker, then hits a fist drop. Dominion makes a cover...1-2-kickout! Helping the weakened E to his feet, Dominion clubs him with a variety of shots, and as Easy E starts to fall backward, the sadistic one follows through with a clothesline to add momentum to E's fall. A knee drop later, and Dominion scoops him up and hits a shoulder breaker. Propping E up on the top rope, Dominion climbs to the second rope, where he beefs with the fans for a second or two, then proclaims that Easy E is finished. After the boast, he hoists Easy E up and over in a superplex! Unfortunately for Dominion, Easy E was prepared for this, and let his momentum carry him a step further, and E rolls up over on Dominion. Hooking the leg, E listens as Dominion tries to throw him off...1-2-3!
Brad: Wow! That came out of nowhere! He grabbed victory from the jaws of defeat. It may be cliche, but still applicable. That never-give-up attitude of Easy E proved to be the key!
Doc: Quit sugar coating it. Fans of the RAWF, I will translate that "Brad-ese" into English. And I quote: "He got lucky!"
EASY E |
Brad: I don't believe this! Doc, I have just been informed that despite the vicious attack he recieved from Alex Layne earlier this evening ... Trent Bradley is still going to compete in our main event!! This despite the doctor's recommendation that he NOT wrestle.
Doc: Either he is a tremendous competitor ... or that shot to the head really fried his brain...
BIG KAHUNA VS. MATT KORBEN VS. JOHN PATRICK VS. TRENT BRADLEY |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a four way match ... the winner will challenge for the RAWF World Heavyweight Championship at Wrestlecade!!! Introducing first ......
When "Sandstorm" ques up on the sound system ... a round of boos eminate from the arena.
Levitan: From Dickson, Tennesee ..... weighing 275 pounds ... this is MATTHEW A. KORBEN!!
Wearing new black wrestling tights with M.A.F.I.A written in white down the side, Korben struts down the ramp with an arrogant smirk on his face. He climbs into the ring and showboats to the dissaproval of the crowd in Conseco Fieldhouse.
Doc: Think that cow's head Evolution planted in his locker gives him any extra incentive to win this match?
Brad: I think it gives extra meaning to the phrase "Don't Have A Cow, Man!"
Doc: I'm so sorry I asked...
The song changes to "Mob Rules" and the fans go from booing to cheering. In the ring, Korben covers his ears in protest.
Levitan: From Honolulu, Hawaii .... weighing 284 pounds .... he is the RAWF Ironman Champion .... he is BIG KAHUNA!!!!
Kahuna jaunts to the ring, the Ironman Championship around his waist. He climbs into the ring feigning a charge at Korben and Korben jumps out to the floor and hollers obscenities at him from near the announcers table.
Brad: Can Kahuna get another shot at the World Title? Can he once again become Number One Contender??
Doc: Kahuna has had his shots ... and I dont mean rabies or flu... he has had his chances, it's time for someone like Matt Korben to get HIS opportunity! Korben IS RAWF! He has been a part of it more than anyone else here!!
Brad: Funny how tunes change with a light breeze...
Kahuna's song dies off and "Not Falling" blasts into the arena and the fans go crazy all over again...
Levitan: From Wichita, Kansas .... weighing 252 pounds .... this is JOHN PATRICK!!!
JP comes through the curtain and the thousands of fans in Conseco Fieldhouse greet him with a tremendous roar. Neon lights on the RADI-TRON proclaim the arrival of the "LEGEND BY DESIGN" as he makes his way to the ring and climbs the turnbuckle to look intensly into the crowd and roar a battle cry to their delight.
Doc: I suppose you think THIS guy deserves to go to Wrestlecade too?
Brad: This man is just as he says he is ... a legend! Ten time World Champion..... that should say something about his abilities.
Doc: Yeah ... he's a ten time loser as well!!
Levitan: And finally, the fourth contestant .... from Baltimore, Maryland ....weighing 242 pounds .... "MAIN EVENT" TRENT BRADLEY!!!
"Kashmir" plays as Trent slowly makes his way down the ramp. A bandage is wrapped around his head and his eyes almost seem a bit glazed, but nevertheless he climbs into the ring and stands in his respective corner and waits for the bell.
Brad: Bradley should NOT be out here Doc! He's risking further injury.... possibly serious brain damage!
Doc: I agree with you for once Brad .... you want to tell him? Because I sure don't.
The bell rings and a flurry of action begins. Patrick immediately charges Korben and the two begin trading blows back and forth. Bradley and Kahuna meet at center ring and Kahuna starts laying some lumber into Trent with several knife edge chops that stagger him back. Patrick gets the upperhand over Korben with a European uppercut. JP grabs Matt and gives him a reverse atomic drop, then levels him with a clothesline. Kahuna picks Bradley up and bodyslams him, then tries an elbow drop that misses when Trent rolls out of the way. Kahuna and Bradley both get back to their feet quickly and start trading right hand shots in the center of the ring. Kahuna manages to block successive right hands from Trent then nails him in the gut then comes off the ropes with a running knee lift that sends Bradley down hard. Patrick drags Korben back to his feet and then hits him with a gut wrench suplex. Kahuna drags Trent back up again and this time scoops him up and nails a piledriver. He covers 1... 2... JP comes over and pulls Kahuna off of Bradley, stopping the count. Kahuna gets to his feet and locks up with Patrick. Kahuna turns it to a headlock, but John shoves Kahuna off into the ropes and nails him with a dropkick. Kahuna gets to his feet and JP whips him into the ropes again. Kahuna comes off the ropes, ducks a clothesline from Patrick and rebounds off the ropes on the other side of the ring. Patrick attempts another clothesline, but Kahuna ducks again and grabs Patrick from behind and scores with a reverse DDT! Bradley staggers to his feet, but Korben charges over and clotheslines him out of the ring to the concrete. Patrick comes up and nails Korben from behind with a shot to the head. He spins Korben around and gives him a barrage of rights to the jaw. Patrick irish whips Korben toward the corner, but Matt reverses it and sends JP into the corner with authority. He lays into The Legend with knife-edge chops to the chest. The crowd "oohs" with every successful chop. Korben then pushes the Patrick backwards onto his backside, grabs ahold of his legs and catapults him into the turnbuckle. Patrick's bounces off the pad and Korben rolls him into a small package. 1....2....desperate kickout by JP. Meanwhile, Bradley rolls back into the ring. Korben stomps on JP a couple of times, then charges "The Main Event". This time Bradley is ready and gives him a spinebuster for his troubles.
Brad: My god, what a flamgastic donnybrook this is!!!
Doc: I have no idea what you just said, so I'll just agree so we can move along...
Patrick and Kahuna get up roughly the same time as Bradley is pounding on Korben with rapid fists to the face. Kahuna grabs Bradley by the hair and hauls him to his feet, then he and JP team up to whip Bradley into the ropes and double backdrop him. Kahuna goes to pick Bradley up but JP hits him with a knee to the groin followed by a double underhook suplex! Bradley gets to his knees and low blows JP from behind. He gets up and whips JP into the ropes, giving him a boot to the face. He picks JP up and whips him off of the ropes once more and tries a hiptoss. Patrick blocks it and turns it into a backslide! Ref counts 1...2... kickout by Bradley. Both men are up and trade rights. Bradley gets the better of things, sends Patrick into the ropes. Patrick ducks a clothesline attempt, comes off of the ropes again and tries for a cross bodyblock. Bradley catches him, walks backwards and executes a powerslam, Then seeing Korben get up, using the ropes across the ring, Trent charges and clotheslines Matt over the top and to the outside. Kahuna gets up and does the same to Bradley!!! Then BK walks over and picks Patrick up and delivers a Tsunami!!! He goes for the cover! Ref counts 1...2... from out of nowhere, Korben slides back into the ring and breaks up the count with a double axehandle to the back of Kahuna's head. Korben grabs Kahuna by the ankle and drags him off of JP to the middle of the ring and applies the Krippler!!!! Kahuna bellows in agony as the ref checks for a tap out. Bradley rolls back into the ring and clotheslines Korben to the mat, which releases the hold. He drags Korben back to his feet and whips him into the corner. He walks over and straddles Matt, delivering a sucession of punches that the fans can't help themselves... they count along. "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!" Patrick and Kahuna both stagger to their feet and Kahuna charges JP, who is against the ropes. Kahuna hits him, but both men go flying over the top rope and land hard on the concrete!! Trent gets down and whips Korben into the ropes, Korben tries to reverse it, but Bradley reverses it right back, but in a different direction .... accidentally shooting Korben into the referee, who crumples to the mat. Bradley ignores this fact and picks Matt back up, grabs him from behind, and puts him in a Cobra Clutch!!!! Korben sags to his knees and Trent cinches it in tighter.
Doc: Korben's out! Korben's out! But there's no ref!
Brad: Bradley really tightening it now! Hoping the ref will recover before .... hey, here comes Alex Layne!!!
Layne comes barrelling down the ramp and slides into the ring. Bradley sees him and releases Korben, but not in time to avoid a punch to the head from Layne. Alex lays into Trent with several punches then floors him with a LSK!!! Layne then pulls Korben over on top of Bradley .... goes over and shakes the referee to consciousness, then exits the ring, but stays at ringside. The ref crawls over to where Korben and Bradley lay as Kahuna rolls back into the ring. Referee counts 1...2...Kahuna pulls Korben off and covers Bradley himself. Referee counts 1...2...Patrick slides back into the ring and pulls the ref away by the feet, interrupting the count. Kahuna gets up to trade punches with JP as Korben gets up in a daze .... and the referee pulls himself up and accidentally bumps into Korben. Still half out of it, Korben turns and swings, decking the ref with a forearm. The ref slams into the canvas. Korben, realizes his mistake and looks at the prone official with an open mouthed gape. Kahuna tags Patrick with headbutt, then picks him up. Korben shakes off his funk and the two double Patrick with a 3-D. Korben then zings Kahuna with a high kneelift. Bradley gets up and starts toward Korben .... then does a 180 and leaps over the top ropes right onto Alex Layne! He picks Layne up and throws him into the ring. Then starts stomping on him. Korben gives Kahuna a Korbenator, then runs over and nails Bradley from behind with a clothesline, then tosses him out of the ring! Patrick gets up and does the same to Kahuna. Korben charges Patrick, but JP backdrops him over the top ropes and out to the floor. Patrick sees Layne getting up, but ignores him since he's not actually an opponent. Layne however seems to feel differently, because he waits until JP turns his attentions to his opponents outside the ring and grabs him from behind and gives him a german suplex!!!
Brad: What the hell is Alex Layne doing????? I figured he would attack Bradley when he came out here, but why is he screwing with JP???
Doc: Hey, why does he need a reason??
Layne continues to batter JP for a few minutes while all the other contestants in the match lie dazed outside the ring. The crowd boos, they can't believe what is going on .... then they go nuts as Ryne Blood storms down the ramp and leaps into the ring. He stops Layne from giving JP a brainbuster and starts pounding him with hard right hands to the jaw. Trent finally rolls into the ring and goes over and punches Layne himself. For some reason Blood takes offense to this and nails Bradley with a knife edge chop that sends "The Main Event" to the mat. Bradley looks up in shock at the U.S. Champion. Layne hits Ryne from behind and Bradley gets up and hits Layne, then hits Blood. Meanwhile, Korben and Kahuna have returned to the fray and they jump into the melee. Ryne manages to clothesline Korben while Kahuna gets a double punch from Bradley and Layne. Blood charges both men near the ropes and all three go flying over the top rope!! By this time, the referee has finally gotten up and his shaking the cobwebs away. Patrick stumbles to his feet as Korben is also standing up. Patrick nails Korben with a kick to the mid-section then executes a Legend Drop!! He covers and the ref slaps the mat ...1...2... Kahuna lunges toward them, trying to break it up ...but is too late ...3!!!
Brad: Patrick did it!! Patrick did it!!! He will wrestle the World Champion at Wrestlecade!!!!
JOHN PATRICK |
Meanwhile, outside the ring Ryne, Bradley, and Layne continue to fight amongst themselves. Seeing his comrade in the fray, Patrick wastes no time getting out there. By this time Dirge and Aaron Justice have also made their way down and THEY join the scrum at ringside. Soon afterward they are followed by Donny Brooke and Nick Cutter!! The action spills inside the ring! Bradley and Layne trading punches near the center of the squared circle!
Brad: We've got to go folks! This is crazy! We'll see you next week!!