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Levitan: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing team number one ..... at a combined weight of 562 pounds ... JAMES BISHOP AND ADAM WILLIAMS ... THE WISE GUYS!!
"Zombie Nation" plays and Williams with his partner Bishop stroll down to ringside. Each guy grabs a chair, and waits for the Connection, as fans boo the hell out of them.
Levitan: And their opponents...
"Around The World" by Union Underground plays and the Cross Connection run down to the ring. James and Adam come out to greet them, chairs in hand. Jango dropkicks the chair right into Bishop's mug, sending him down. Wasting no time, Jango turns Bishop over into the Crossover. Screaming in pain, James cannot get any help, because Xavier has Adam fairly busy at the moment. Xavier ducked a clumsy swing by Adam, who then kicked Williams, and DDT's him on the floor. Picking him up, he rolls Williams into the ring, then climbs in himself, as Levitan makes a hasty announcement...
Levitan: From Dickson, Tennesee ... at a combined weight of 485 pounds ... they are the RAWF World Tag Team Champions .... JANGO CROSS AND XAVIER CROSS .....THE CROSS CONNECTION!!!
Brad: These two teams skipping the whole "feeling out" process and getting right to the fight!
Doc: That's what I like to see, let's not pussyfoot around...we are all professionals here, lets get to busting heads!
Brad: Well, most os us are professional, here...
Doc: What are you trying to insinuate?
The ref has called for the bell even though two participants have not gotten onto the apron. First, he is tired of fooling around with these temperamental wrestlers lately. Two, there are two guys in the ring that can start the match. Three, he figures their partners will straighten them out when they get tired and want to tag. Xavier picks up Adam as Bishop remains locked in Jango's version of the sharpshooter. He whips his opponent into the ropes, then dropkicks Williams down. As Adam gets up, Xavier quickly appies a twist of fate, sending him down to the mat. Just as quickly, Xavier climbs the top rope and attempts a leg drop from the top. Adam moves out of the way, barely, and Xavier lands hard. Crawling to what would have been his corner, Adam sees nobody. As he listens closer to the noise in the arena, he now recognizes James Bishop screaming in pain. Figuring his partner was still in the hold, he sighs then tries to get to his feet. As he does, Xavier grabs him and gives him a "rope burn" on the tope rope. This is followed up with a rake of the back, and a back suplex.
Doc: The Cross Connection is out there taking a switch to the Wise Guys. If these guys were indeed "wise," they would run like hell, because they are getting a thrashing.
Brad: I hear the Wise Guys are pretty tough, if the ref would get Jango off of Bishop, we might actually have a tag match...
The screaming outside the ring comes to a halt as Bishop passes out from the pain. Paramedics come down and transport him away. As the ref ponders stopping the match, he remembers that the Wise Guys started all of this with a poor attempt at an ambush, so, with the fate of the match under his auspice, the ref allows the match to continue. Jango gets on the apron, and Williams becomes totally demoralized. Xavier hits him with a few punches, which lead to an Irish-whip and a hurricanrana. Tagging Jango, Cross comes in, and the brothers Grimm double vertical suplex Adam. Getting out at the count of four, Jango tags Xavier, and they whip Williams into the ropes and double clothesline Adam. Getting out at the count of four, Xavier tags Jango, and they double dropkick the barely standing Williams to the mat. Getting out at the count of four, Xavier stands on the apron and tells the ref to quit beefing with him.
Brad: This handicap match is brutal. I think I have to agree with you, Adam should take the walk if he gets the strength and the chance. They are murdering him out there!
Doc: This is a bad situation gone worse for the Wise Guys...get out and fight another day!
Jango tags Xavier again, and the two tag champs work over their opponent. Jango kneels close to the corner, while draping Williams over his knee. Staaring at the ringlights, Williams can do nothing as Xavier comes down from the second rope with a leg drop, flipping Adam over face first onto the mat. Jango gets out, and Xavier helps Williams to his feet. Trying to make a comeback, Williams tries an Irish-whip in desperation, which is easily reversed by Xavier. Jango buries a knee into Adam's back as he bounces off teh ropes. Stumbling forward, Xavier hits the X-ecution, and Williams lies still on the mat. Xavier makes the cover...1-2-3! After the victory. Jango and Xavier grab chairs of their own and treat Adam Williams to a little con-chair-to, pulverizing their poor opponent. Paramedics take him out, too.
JANGO CROSS AND XAVIER CROSS THE CROSS CONNECTION! |
Vice is sitting in Kit's office, going over some paperwork when Highway walks in. Vice looks up and the two glare at each other for a few seconds .... then Vice smiles.
Highway: What's so amusing?
Vice: Several things actually. One, Kit's not here tonight.
Highway's eyes widen at this news. A worried look crosses his visage.
Highway: WHAT? B..but that means..
Vice: That I'm in charge. That's correct Tom. Tonight, I'M running the show. And let me let you in on a few things. First of all, if you or anyone else messes with Danny Szatkowski...OR Scott Briggs in their matches tonight, that party in question will be fired on the spot, no questions asked!
Highway's face turns beet red, but he keeps silent and lets Vice continue.
Vice: Second of all, Alex Layne has requested a leave of absence .... and Trent Bradley is off for a couple of weeks due to injury, so there will be no cage match tonight. But an idea occurred to me ... speaking of cages.
Highway: What idea would that be?
Vice: Well, since you are all chummy chummy with Revolution .... and seem to have some pickle up your butt about Szatkowski. I figured you wouldn't mind signing off on this match here .... Danny Szatkowski vs. Aaron Justice in a cage match at Wrestlecade.
Highway: No, I don't mind at all!!
Vice offers him the match contract and a pen. Highway grins and snatches both out of the Vice President's hands and quickly scrawls his signatutre on the paper. He hands them back and Vice chuckles.
Vice: Tsk tsk tsk. Thomas, didn't anyone ever teach you to read before you sign?
Highway gets a worried look on his face.
Highway: Why? What was on that contract???
Vice: Oh, only the stipulation that you be suspended above the ring in your own little cage! And if Szatkowski wins .... he gets two minutes with you in the cage afterwards...
Highway: You son of a bitch! You cant do this to me! Once Kit learns what you've done...
Vice: Save it Tom. Kit has already signed off on it herself. She loves the idea, she thinks it will be a big draw for Wrestlecade. You won't get any help there.
Highway tries to digest everything he's just heard, all the while fuming inside.
Highway: Will that be all ....sir?
Vice: No, as a matter of fact, there's one more thing. Taxes gave this to me a week or so ago and I forgot to give it to you...
Vice pulls out an envelope labeled "Audit Summons" and hands it to Tom, who blanches upon reading it. He hurries out of the room, leaving Vice to smile in his wake.
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first ...from Truth Or Consequences, New Mexico .... weighing 237 pounds ... he is "MAD MAN" JEFFERY MANSON!
"Down With The Sickness" plays as Manson whips the curtains aside and ambles down the ramp and climbs into the ring, Mommy in tow. He sits down in the center of the squared circle, cradling Mommy in his arms.
Levitan: And his opponent .... from Sydney, Australia ...weighing 248 pounds ...introducing ....CROC!!!
"Breakstuff" by Limp Bizkit blasts over the PA as Croc arrogantly walks through the curtain and gives the crowd in Minneapolis his best smug grin. The Australian Icon saunters down to the ring, climbs in, and spins about, holding his arms in the air.
Brad: Our first look at the Aussie Icon! He's defintely a cocky sort .... but will Manson try knocking him down a peg or two ...with Mommy?
Doc: It's hard to say Brad. But I like both of these guys. Manson could use this win to springboard himself back into contention for a belt. Croc can get himself a key victory to start his run here in RAWF.
They lock up and Manson goes for a headlock but Croc squeezes out and whips Manson into the ropes. Manson bounces back and Croc leap frogs over him. Manson continues to run and he bounces off the ropes again. This time he comes back and is met with a clothesline from Croc. Manson falls to the mat. He gets back up and Croc levels him with a spear. Croc pounds on the lunatic with several punches before picking him up and delivering a piledriver. Croc stands over Manson, preening for the fans. Manson brings up a foot and kicks him right in the groin. Manson stumbles to his feet and clubs Croc in the back of the head with a forearm shot. Croc goes down to one knee and Manson burys an elbow to his skull. Croc slumps to the mat. Manson picks Croc up and whips him into the ropes, Croc reverses it, Manson comes running back and Croc jumps up catching Manson�s head under his arm and pulls him down into a tornado DDT and the crowd gives a "oooo" as Manson's head bounces off the canvas. Croc jumps up and picks Manson up with him. Manson rakes him in the eyes and goes to lift Croc up into a military press but Croc falls back on his feet behind Manson and grabs him into a sleeper. After a few seconds, before Manson can ascend toward the mat, Croc lets go of the sleeper and gives a very brutal clothesline to the back of the neck to Manson! Manson�s eyes rolls into the back of his head as he falls to the mat. The crowd boos Croc as he taunts them again. He picks Manson up and nails him with a couple of European Uppercuts, then floors him with a roundhouse to the jaw.
Brad: Croc not looking too shabby here in his RAWF debut! I would hope he would give us a good showing ... since we've had to listen to him for the past several weeks tell us how much better than everyone else he is!
Doc: Hey, if you've ever seen Crocodille Dundee, you'd know how tough these Aussies are.
Brad: I don't know if Croc is ready to sell Subaru Outbacks just yet....
Croc hovers over Manson and begins to plant his boot in "Mad Man"s chest repeatedly. With Manson laying in the center of the ring, Croc bounces off the ropes and hits Manson with a falling kneedrop. He picks Manson up and tries another piledriver, but Manson reverses it into a backdrop. Croc gets up and goes for a clothesline but Manson ducks it. Manson charges the ropes and propels off them and ducks another clothesline, but before he can turn around, Croc grabs him from behind. Croc goes for a german suplex but Manson won't move. Manson swings his elbow back and catches Croc in the face with a bone jarring hit sending him down to the mat. Manson taunts for a moment then walks over and lifts Croc up. Croc is bleeding from the nose. Manson grabs him by the throat and and lifts him up for a chokeslam and drives him to the mat with it!!! Manson covers and the ref counts 1...2...kickout by Croc. Manson pulss Croc to his feet, but Croc suprises him with a rake to the eyes. The Manson backs up to the ropes holding his face. Croc charges forward and clotheslines Manson over the top rope sending him to the floor. Croc walks over to the ropes with the intention of pursuing the maniac, but Manson stands up and grabs Croc's foot and drags him out of the ring. They both begin to exchange fists, but Manson low blows Croc and knees him in the face while he is bent over. Manson steps up onto the ring apron and jumps. He hits with an elbow drop to the sternum. Manson slowly gets up and slides into the ring to break the count. He rolls back out and pulls Croc to his feet and tries to whip him into the post, but Croc reverses it and Manson's forehead cracks against the metal ring post!
Doc: These two putting up one hell of a fight! I think either of these guys could beat Burger King for the Ironman Championship, given the chance.
Brad: They need to take it back inside the ring if they want to win though...
Doc: You never know with Manson .... he may not CARE about winning. He just likes to hurt people.
Croc picks Manson up and rolls him back into the ring. Croc follows him in and stomps a mudhole into his chest several times before picking him up and executing a snap suplex. Croc covers, hooking the leg. 1...2...kickout by Manson. Croc stands up and starts to pull Manson to his feet, but Manson thrusts up and jabs Croc in the eyes! Croc stumbles back giving Manson time to get to his feet, Croc charges at Manson but the maniac .... using technical knowhow nobody thought he had .... jumps down and catches Croc with a drop-toe hold. Croc falls flat on his chest knocking the air out of his lungs as Manson slaps on a STF! Croc begins crawling to the ropes but just before he can get there Manson lets go and stands up, slapping Croc in the back of the head as an insult. When Croc gets to his feet Manson goes to slap him again but Croc knocks Manson's hand out of the way and nails him with a clothesline! Manson sits up with a shocked look on his face. Before Croc can further his advantage, Manson crawls away and rolls out of the ring and grabs Mommy! Manson rolls into the ring and charges at Croc, intending to hit him with the sledgehammer.... BUT the Ref runs over and snatches the weapon away from Manson! Manson spins around looking at the ref when Croc comes out of no where with a rollup from behind, taking Manson down. The ref makes a count 1...2...3!
Brad: A very impressive debut for the Aussie Icon! I have a feeling we will be seeing a lot of him in the coming weeks!
DANNY SZATKOWSKI VS. MATT HIGGERSON |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RAWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing the challenger...
"Never Gunna Stop" by Rob Zombie plays and the crowd responds in kind as Matt "Daddy" appears at the curtain.
Levitan: From Detroit, Michigan .... weighing 235 pounds ... this is MATT "DADDY" HIGGERSON!!
Higgerson gives the crowd a huge grin as he jogs down to the ring and slides in. He gives them a pose or two before the music switches to "Jump" by Van Halen... to which the crowd also gives a huge ovation!
Levitan: And his opponent .....from Battle Creek, Michigan .... weighing 225 pounds .... he is the RAWF Television Champion.... this is DANNY SZATKOWSKI!!!
Danny comes running out and acknowledges the crowd by raising his hand in the air as he races down the ramp, jumps up on the apron, and leaps over the top rope.
Doc: The worst part of this match is going to be having to say their names so many times. Higgerson ... Saskacheuon ....
Brad: For crying out loud ... it's SZATKOWSKI!
Doc: Easy for you to say...
Higgerson and Danny both charge at each other and go for a clothesline, they hit each other and take themselves out! They both jump up and Higgerson goes for a kick but Szatkowski grabs it. Higgerson then goes for a savate kick to the head but Danny ducks that too. Matt falls to the canvas, landing hard on his knee. He grabs it in pain and Danny grabs his ankle and practically does a handstand, then drives HIS knee into Matt's. He repeats the move, then pulls Matt to his feet. He slugs Matt across the face with a right hand. Matt returns the favor with a knife edge chop! Higgerson pulls away from Danny then runs up and goes for a dropkick but Danny shoves his legs to the side, blocking it. Higgerson gets up and DANNY tries a dropkick ... but Matt blocks it as effectively as Danny blocked HIS. Danny stands up and both men pause to size each other up. The crowd cheers for them both. Danny runs and goes for a big boot to the face, but Higgerson catches Danny with Danny's leg hanging over the back of Higgerson. Matt then hits a T-Bone suplex on Szatkowski! The crowd cheers as Higgerson taunts and then picks Danny up. Matt whips him into the ropes then jumps over him as Danny comes back. Danny hits the opposite ropes and comes back the other way and Higgerson tries for a superkick but Danny slides under Matt and comes up from behind hitting a german suplex! The crowd is going nuts seeing these two reverse each others moves. Danny picks Higgerson up and hits a flatliner, then goes for the pin, 1...2... Matt kicks out. Danny stands up, pulls Matt up, and lifts him up into a suplex position but Matt flips out of it landing behind Danny. Matt tries a backslide pin attempt! Ref counts 1...2...Danny squirms free just in time.
Brad: What a match between these two fine young athletes! We need more of this in RAWF!
Doc: I need more Excedrin, listening to you spout.
Both men get up, but Danny rushes the ropes, plants both feet on the second and springboards at Matt with a flying bodypress and hits it! A count 1...2...Matt kicks out. Both men get up again and Matt knees Danny in the gut, doubling him over. Matt executes a piledriver on the champ! He picks Danny up and whips him toward the corner. Danny stops, grabs the ropes and leaps over the charging Higgerson. Matt turns around and recievesd a chop to the chest, then another. Danny jumps and hits him with a spinning heel kick. Matt slumps to the canvas. Danny drags him to center ring and slaps on a chinlock. He holds him there for a few minutes, trying to wear him dwon. Matt eventually gets to his feet and rams an elbow into Danny's ribs. He does it again, then a third time before Danny releases the hold. Matt propels himself into the ropes, but Danny catches him with that elusive dropkick and Matt careens back to the canvas. Danny quickly climbs the top rope and leaps, but misses the shooting star press when Higgerson rolls out of the way. Both men are slow to get up, but Higgerson gains the advantage with a couple of slugs to the jaw of the champ.
Brad: Oh no, here comes Commisioner Highway down to ringside!! Wait, what am I worried about..... if he interferes he gets his walking papers.
Doc: He's coming over here Brad! Looks like he wants to do some commentary.
Highway: Gentlemen! What a great match we've got here! Two fine young athletes!
Brad: My, aren't we chipper, all things considering.
Highway: Hey, I'm down here to watch some great RAWF action, not ponder my personal problems. Keep your comments to yourself.
Higgerson whips Danny into the ropes and tries a backdrop, but Danny leaps over him and executes a sunset flip. Ref counts 1...2...kickout by Matt. Both men get up, but Danny is leveled by a clothesline from Matt Daddy. Matt puts him in a stepover toehold and really wrings the leg. Danny grimaces in pain, but reaches up and grabs Matt by the trunks and rolls him into a small package. Another close two count as Matt gets out just in time. Danny tries to stand up and work the kink out of his leg, but Higgerson kicks it out from under him. Matt drags Danny to the middle of the ring and puts him in a figure four leglock. The ref asks an agonized Szatkowski and he shakes his head no. Danny eventually rolls it over, reversing it. Matt reaches out and grabs the ropes and the ref forces a break. Danny pulls himself up on the ropes and Matt gets up and starts toward him, only to recieve a foot to the face courtesy of a back-kick from the champ. Danny charges, leaps, and delivers a tornado DDT to Higgerson.
Brad: Okay Mr. Highway, what are you REALLY doing out here? I know you are up to something!
Doc: A mite bit paranoid aren't we Brad? He can't get involved because he would lose his job ... so what else could he be doing out here besides just watching the match and contributing his vast knowledge and input into our commentary?
Highway: Exactly! I tell you Doc, you are by far THE best commentator in the business! I'll have to try to get you a raise!
Brad: Gee, I feel like I'm interrupting a meeting of The National Asskissers Society...
Danny whips Higgerson to the ropes and propels himself off the opposite side. They connect with clotheslines simultaneously with each other and both go down hard to the mat. The ref stands over them, delivering a count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8... Both competitors get up at the same time and start exchanging tired blows to the face.... Matt finally knocks Danny down with a big haymaker. Matt tries to pick up the champ.. but he turns it into a small package.... 1...2...kickout by Matt! Danny gets up and waits for Higgerson to stand. He runs towards Matt, but "Daddy" kicks him in the groin, then gives him a quick snap suplex. Danny gets up quickly, but is holding his back and hobbling. Matt sets him up and gives him a sidewalk slam! He grabs Danny by the leg and applies and ankle lock with loads of pressure. Szatkowski is wincing in pain... he has his hand up and is ready to tap out.... but at the last ditch moment, Danny twists around and kicks Matt off. Danny limps himself to a standing position and and drives several knees to Matt's noggin. While Higgerson is holding his head and rolling around on the mat, Danny climbs the turnbuckle and says a prayer... he goes for the moonsault... and misses! Matt moved out of the way just in the nick of time. Danny is now clutching his back again as he staggers to his feet. Higgerson gets up and Danny charges towards him but Matt gives him a belly-to-belly suplex. He covers. 1...2...Danny gets a shoulder up. Both men crawl to their knees and pause, catching their breath.
Highway: These two truly are the epitome of what RAWF is all about. Hard-nosed, competitive, and athletic! A great match!
Brad: I wish I could believe you really think that about Szatkowski.
They both get up and lock up into a collar and elbow. Higgerson turns it into a headlock and Danny shoves him off into the ropes. Higgerson shoulderblocks Danny on the return. Matt runs the ropes again and Danny leapfrogs him and nails a savate kick on the return! Danny quickly climbs the top rope and hits a missile dropkick on Matt as he gets up!! A cover, but Matt gets a foot on the ropes before the three, breaking the count. Danny gets up and gives the crowd the signal for the Exclamation Point!! Matt totters to his feet and Danny lashes out with his foot, but Higgerson ducks! Danny spins around to get his bearings, but Higgerson nails him with a boot to the abdomen, then a scissor kick! At this point a masked man, dressed in all black comes sneaking down to the ring.
Brad: Hey, who the hell is that?? This is YOUR doing isn't it Commisioner??
Highway: I have no idea what you are talking about!! Looks like a mugger to me, better hide your wallet Doc!
The masked man grabs a chair and ducks down out of the competitors' sights. Meanwhile, Higgerson gives Danny a couple of right hands, then then nails him with a superkick! He gestures to the crowd and they respond in kind! He picks Danny up ...and gives him a Matt Daddy Drop!! He covers and the ref counts 1...2...the masked man slides into the ring and starts toward Higgerson and Szatkowski with the chair. Matt sees him and gets to his feet and nails the chair with a superkick, sending it into the face of the masked intruder! The guy flies backward into the corner and slumps to the mat. Matt picks up the chair and acts as if he's going to hit the guy with it. The masked man begs for mercy as Danny struggles to his feet behind Higgerson. The masked man crawls away, trying to escape being hit by the chair. The ref tries to pull the chair away from Higgerson, who turns his back to Danny and the masked man, trying to tug the chair away from the ref. The masked man taps on Matt's shoulder and he spins around, chair in hand .... the intruder ducks ..and Danny takes the chair to the face!!!! The ref calls for the bell as Higgerson realizes what he has just done and drops the chair in shock. He turns and argues with the referee, but to no avail. From behind, the masked man nails him in the back of the head with the chair!!! The guy removes his mask to reveal Blackout underneath! He laughs at the destruction and the two unconscious athletes at his feet, then leaves the ring.
Highway: What a masterful plan by Blackout! Vice didn't say he would fire anyone who interfered and attacked HIGGERSON! He said specifically SZATKOWSKI! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!
Doc: GENIUS! PURE GENIUS!!
Brad: And I'd bet my last dime you had something to do with this Tom!
Highway: Well, you'll never know!! And that's COMMISIONER to you Baxter! Goodnight Doc!
Highway sports a huge grin as he walks back up the ramp and looks back at the unconscious forms of Szatkowski and Higgerson.
The camera pans back to the locker room of Justin Fantastic and Bill Fury. Bill is mumbling curses to himself as April Katz is massaging Justin's shoulders when suddenly, the door opens and it's The Iron Chef.
Iron Chef: Hey guys, you ready? We're up next.
Justin: Yeah we're ready.
Bill: Ah wis born ready! And aboot that thing, wie Marduck, he wis ripping the pish oot me, ye know?
Iron Chef: I know, don't worry about it my friend, let's just go out there and show the world what we can do!
They start to head for the door but it opens before the can leave, Vice enters with a police officer.
Vice: Fury, we've got bad news.
Bill: Whit?
Vice: Your wife is dead. She died of a heart attack this afternoon.
Fury's eyes, tighten with disbelief. He looks at Justin to see if it's a prank, his heart sinks as Justin shrugs and April trys not to look in his eyes.
Police: You are required to go to Scotland , there's a some legal documents for you to sort out about you and Zenga's marriage.
Bill: Aye, that can wait.
Vice: Your taking my limo to the airport, from there you'll be taking a plane to New York and then transferring from there to a fight to London, then transferring to a flight to Glasgow.
Bill: Ah've goat a match!
Iron Chef: There's more important things than that ring out there. People need you.
Bill: They'll kill ye's oot there!
Justin: No they won't now go, it's just one match.
Vice: Your plane leaves in half an hour. I'm sorry.
Bill: I want revenge on these Revolution boys!
Vice: You won't have another chance to fly from New York till Thursday the other flights are booked.
Justin: You have to go!
Fury looks at the people in the room, half confused, half hurting. With out a good bye he storms out the door. After a few moments of silence Vice turns to the two wrestlers.
Vice: You better get out to the ring. He'll be fine.
Justin , April and Iron Chef leave as the scene fades to black.
VS. JUSTIN FANTASTIC & IRON CHEF |
Levitan: The following six man tag team contest is scheduled for one fall ....introducing team number one....
In red neon letters, the word REVOLUTION flashes on the Radi-tron and "South Of Heaven" blasts over the PA. The lights in the arena dim a bit.
Levitan: Led to the ring by Alyssa Moore.....with a total combined weight of 782 pounds ... the team of NICK CUTTER ....DONNY BROOKE ...and the RAWF United States Champion, RYNE BLOOD!
A mixed reaction from the fans greets the four Revolution members as they step out and pause at the top of the ramp. They all raise their arms in unison as fireworkd go off alongside the ramp, bathing them in a shower of smoke and sparks. The continue down to the ring and all climb in ...waiting for their adversaries.
Levitan: And their opponents....
The Bradley Center rocks to the sounds of "Sympathy For The Devil".
Levitan: Led to the ring by April Katz.....with a total combined weight of 420 pounds ... the team of IRON CHEF...and JUSTIN FANTASTIC!
The crowd gives these three a hug ovation. They all make their way to the ring and climb in. Justin mounts a turnbuckle and gets the crowd going with thumbs up.
Brad: Justin and Chef are going to be shorthanded in this one Doc! Our condolences to Bill Fury for the loss of his wife.
Doc: Yeah, our sympathies go out to ya "Bigshot">
Nick Cutter and Chef start the match off. They lock up and Cutter turns it into an armwringer. Chef reverses it so hard that Cutter does a flip onto his backside on the canvas. The Chef cinches in the armbar and Cutter forces himself to his feet and rakes Chef over the eyes. He propels himself off the ropes and tries a shoulderblock, but Chef doesn't budge. Cutter tries it again and still Chef doesn't move. Cutter tries a third time, but Chef catches him with a powerslam. He picks Cutter up and tags in Justin, who climbs to the second turnbuckle and leaps with a double axehandle to Cutter's arm. Cutter grabs his arm and and starts to back off, but Justin nails him with a dropkick. Justin runs over and hits Brooke, then hits Blood, then leaps at Cutter and tries a hurricanrana, but Cutter turns it into a powerbomb. Cutter propels off the ropes and hits a lionsault, then picks Justin up off the mat and tags in Brooke. Brooke lifts Justin up over his head in a press, then drops him into a backbreaker. He covers and only gets a two count. Brooke drags Justin to his feet and hits him with a couple of hard roundhouse punches, then gives him a gutwrench suplex. He walks over and tags in Blood who waits for Justin to get up and then blasts him with a clothesline from hell. He picks him up and tries for an F-5, but Justin squirms out of it and lands on his feet behind Ryne and hits him with a desperate savate kick to the back of the head. Ryne falls forward, holding his head as Justin tries to crawl over and make a tag. Ryne gets up and catches him just before he can slap Chef's hand and drags him back to center ring and applies a Boston Crab. Justin cries out in agony, but manages to get tot he ropes after several excrutiating minutes. Ryne releases the hold and drives a knee to Justin's back. Chef tries to get the crowd behind Justin by stomping his foot on the apron.
Brad: Justin in real trouble here. If he can't make the tag, Revolution will have an easy win.
Ryne drags Justin over to the Revolution corner and tags in Cutter. Cutter knife edge chops Justin, then monkey flips him out of the corner. Justin's back hits center ring with a thud. Cutter quickly mounts the top rope of the neutral corner and leaps, hitting with a frog splash! He hooks the leg. 1...2...Chef runs in and makes the save, pulling Cutter off by the ankle. The ref admonishes Chef back to his corner as Cutter tags in Brooke and they give Justin a double vertical suplex. Brooke picks Justin up and and tries a Last Ride powerbomb, but as Justin is above Brooke, he punches him in the face several times in rapid sucession, then gives him a hurricanrana! Brooke tries to shake it off as Justin crawls over and makes the tag to Chef! Chef comes charging in and clotheslines Brooke. Cutter comes rushing in from the corner and gets the same treatment. Blood starts to creep into the ring, but the ref cuts him off. Chef gives Brooke a european uppercut, then another. Brooke slumps into the corner. Cutter rolls out of the ring. Meanwhile, outside the ring April is checking on her man, trying to help him recover, when Alyssa Moore comes sneaking over and hits April from behind with her high heeled shoe. Once April is out of the way, she begins kicking Justin repeatedly in the gut.
Doc: You know, I've never been too keen on the way Patrick and Blood have been pandering to the fans somewhat ... but I do know this ...Alyssa Moore doesnt give a damn about fans, she just wants to punish Hogarth ... and that I can respect!!
Brad: She's a vicious little minx to be sure! What a sneak job on April!
Alyssa starts shouting insults and curses at Justin. From behind April gets up and pulls her back by the hair and slaps her across the face. The two begin catfighting as Chef is laying the lumber to Brooke. Chef clubs Donny several times before whipping him into the opposite corner. Chef charges and connects with a turnbuckle splash. He whips him into the other corner and tries again, but this time Brooke gets a foot up and Chef hits it face first. Donny slumps to his knees and crawls over to make the tag to Blood. Ryne comes in and grabs Chef by the hair and hauls him to his feet. He hits him with several punches, then gives him a chokeslam. The two females continue to scratch and claw at each other at the bottom of the ramp. Ryne picks Chef up and whips both IC and himself into opposite ropes ...connecting with a spectacular flying shoulderblock! Justin, unaware of the ladies fight happening on the ramp, climbs slowly up to his corner. Ryne tries to give Chef a Ryne Blood Special, but Chef uses his weight to drop to the mat, giving Ryne a modified stunner. Chef crawls over and makes the tag to Justin, who climbs to the top rope and hits Ryne with a missile dropkick! He tries a cover, but the United States Champion kicks out before two. Justin picks Ryne up and gives him a JUST FANTASTIC!! But before he can make a cover, he spots April and Alyssa fighting on the ramp and starts toward them, intending on going to them. Brooke comes flying in from behind and clotheslines him over the top rope. Cutter jumps down from his corner and picks Justin up and bodyslams him on the concrete. Then picks him up again and rolls him into the ring. By this time, Ryne has recovered and Brooke returns to his corner. Ryne picks Justin up and press slams him back to the canvas.
Brad: The ladies are still fighting up the ramp! April has ripped Alyssa's blouse off!!
Doc: Whooooo hooo! Err... I mean ...what a shame.
Blood tags in to Brooke, who gives Justin a slingshot face first into the turnbuckle. Brooke rolls him up in a small package as he stumbles backwards. Ref counts 1...2...kickout by Justin. Brooke whips him into the corner and tries a turnbuckle splash, but Justin deftly leaps to the second rope and tries a sunset flip from it! Brooke fights to stay upright but fails. Ref makes the count 1...2...Brooke kicks out. Justin tries to make a tag, but Brooke stops him, picks him up and gives him a Death Valley Driver! Ref counts 1...2... Chef tries to make a stop, but is ambushed by Blood and Cutter.....3!
Brad: And the ladies are still fighting it out! Both have ripped each others shirts off and other referees are trying to pull them apart.
REVOLUTION! |
A wild scene ensues as Revolution and RAWF officials try to break up the catfight. Vice comes out and grabs April around the waist and pulls her away as Revolution holds Alyssa back.
Doc: I think those two ought to go at it at Wrestlecade Brad!! That would be fun to see.
Brad: Keep dreaming Doc.
"Man, I Feel Like A Woman" by Shania Twain blares loudly as High Roller waits for his introduction. Red as a beet, Roller is absolutely beside himself, stomping, and cursing, every vein in his neck visible. An idea strikes him, and he can't wait for Levitan to get on with it.
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first ...from Las Vegas, Nevada ....weighing 245 pounds ... this is HIGH ROLLER!!
Roller comes out to howls of laughter. Ignoring them, he charges to the ring and grabs a mic. Practically spitting out the words, he yells..."You sonofabitch! Every week, you screw my music up and make fun of the richest man in RAWF. Well Sound Guy, whoever the hell you are...I'm telling you what I'm going to do. First, I'm going to beat the hell out of the former Television champion, Matt "Half a Man" Korben. I'm going to retire him. I may be on a losing streak, but I bet even a common woman can beat him up! After I beat that guy like he committed a crime, I'm coming after YOU, and the only sounds you make will me, 'Please Mister Roller, I am SO sorry!' Hey, Sound Man, what do you say, I beat Korben, then I get you at Wrestlecade!" Roller drops the mic, and the fans continue to howl with laughter...
Levitan: And his opponent ...from Dickson, Tennesee ..... weighing 275 pounds ... this is MATTHEW A. KORBEN!!
"Sandstorm" by Darude replaces the Twain tune, and Korben comes out with hardly any reaction, since most of the crowd is still laughing at Roller.
Doc: Time for "opher" to take his medicine at the hands of Matt Korben. His "M.A.F.I.A" didn't do so well earlier, he has to try and save some face. "Opher Ten" wont let me down, and I'll be well on my way to winning the bet. It's hilarious that he challenged a non-wrestler, care to take me on that action...my money is on the sound guy...
Brad: Don't be too overconfident...the law of averages is bound to catch up with you! Well...no, I'm not taking anymore bets right now.
Roller grabs Korben as he starts to climb in the ring. Bruising him with a few European forearms, the former champ staggers into a snap suplex that nearly takes him out of his boots. Roller picks him back up and slings him out of the ring, over the top rope. Getting out quickly, Roller throws Korben into the steps, and then back into the ring. Pressing the advantage, Roller applies a vertical suplex as soon as he gets back in the ring. Stunned, Korben can only watch as Roller drops a knee onto his forehead. The fast start has enabled Roller the luxury of time, so he catches his breath, cinches up Korben again, and hits a side suplex. Korben gets up and tries a few weak shots, but adrenaline keeps the Gambler going. Locking up with the former champ, High Roller knees him in the gut, doubles him over, picks him up, and hits a double-underhook suplex. The woozy former titlist is scooped up in a slingshot suplex and sent crashing to the mat. High Roller makes the cover...1-2-Roller pulls him up!
Brad: Look at that Doc! Roller could've beaten him right there! High Roller is possessed! Korben didn't expect this! Korben thought he had an easy match! He came in with a cocky attitude, and Roller is giving him hell. Caught off guard, he is now too hurt to fight back!!!
Doc: You are crazy....Korben is pacing himself. Once Roller runs out of gas, Korben will go to work, slap on the ankle lock, and he can call it a night.
Roller whips Korben into the corner, and H.R. follows through with a clothesline. Korben comes out of the corner swinging, but the glancing blows have no effect. Cinching him up, Roller hits a belly to belly suplex. Getting to the second rope, Roller dives down onto Korben with a fist drop. Helping him up, Roller picks him up, and drops him on the top turnbuckle...a moment later, Roller hits a superplex! Roller makes the cover...1-2-Roller picks him up! "Paint-brushing" Korben with slaps to the face, Matt tries to cover up. Roller hits him with a few punches then gets up and waits for Korben to get up. Using the ropes for leverage, Korben gets himself up, only to be met with a big boot. Upon bouncing off the ropes, Korben goes right into another belly to belly suplex. Groggy, Korben tries to get up again, when Roller shouts, with venom in his voice, "Hey Sound Man, one down, one to go!" Roller then locks on The Gold Standard!
Brad: Roller is going to win, Korben can't possibly come back from that!
Doc: Come on Korben, show some life, you can't lose like this! Please! Get to the ropes!
The ref picks up Korben's hand...it drops! The ref picks it up again...it drops! A hush comes over the crowd as everyone stands up in anticipation. Some fans come out of the restrooms, trying to get their flies up, as their friends tell them that Roller is going to finally win this time, and that it is history in the making! The ref picks up Korben's arm again...and as if in slow motion...the arm drops down to the utter amazement of the fans, and to a state of euphoria for the High Roller! he crowd erupts in chants of "Rol-ler! Rol-ler!" He jumps up and down, walks over Korben's sleeping carcass, and heads up the ramp in search of the man who has been playing tricks on him for the past several weeks. Korben just lies slumped until medical personnel wake him up with smelling salts.
Doc: Get that bum out of here! He just cost me a hundred bucks!
Brad: It's gonna cost you more than that! I have bragging right over you that I'll never let you forget...
Doc: We need to find something to go "double or nothing" on...
THE ONE AND ONLY HIGH ROLLER!!!!!!! |
Vice is sitting at his desk when his cell phone rings. He sighs and picks it up and opens it.
Vice: Vice here...... Hello Kit. What? ....... All three of them? ..... Are you sure?? Because ... okay, okay. If you say so. I'll have them kicked out.
Vice hangs up the phone and stands up. He straightens his jacket and leaves the room.
Blindfold Match BIG KAHUNA VS. EASY E |
Levitan: The following contest is a Blindfold match and is for the RAWF IRONMAN CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing the challenger...from Brooklyn, New York ...weighing 250 pounds ...this is EASY E!!!!
"Final Countdown" starts and Easy E begins his walk to the squared circle. A pro-Kahuna crowd, most give E cat-calls, and derogatory remarks, although "E" has some fans who cheer him on, tonight. Pointing to his waist, Easy E lets the crowd know that he feels as if he will be the Champ-E-on!
Levitan: And his opponent ...
"Mob Rules" starts and the crowd goes insane! Cheers pour forth from the crowd, and Kahuna lets it wash over him like a Hawaiian wave. Raising the belt high, camera flashes go off by the hundreds, as fans want a picture of the champ!
Levitan: From Honolulu, Hawaii .... weighing 284 pounds .... he is the RAWF Ironman Champion .... he is BIG KAHUNA!!!!
Kahuna gets into the ring, and holds up the belt again for everyone to see. Easy E comes after him to attack, but Kahuna whirls around, brandishing the belt, and E backpedals, getting out of the ring before Kahuna can nail him. Holding up the belt at all four ringposts, he finally puts it into the ref's custody...
Brad: Big Kahuna defending that Ironman championship, and I have a feeling that this match will not be easy, no matter what his opponent calls himself.
Doc: Ouch, that joke hurt...and you talk about my material. Here's the scoop about this match...Kahuna was very close to becoming the Heavyweight Champ, now he is the Ironman champion...Easy E is an impressive newcomer who has all the tools to become champion. So, this should be a hell of a match, and lets see if Pineapple Power will help the champ get through this blindfold match?
Brad: I see that stereotypes are out in full force tonight...
The ref puts a blindfold on Kahuna first, and as the ref makes sure that it is on tight, Easy E attacks. Slamming a few shots into his face, E cinches him up and hits a vertical suplex. Grabbing him again, E clotheslines him down. Dropping a few elbows, the ref tears Easy off of Kahuna and warns him that a DQ is only 1 second away. Getting the blindfold on Easy E, the ref calls for the bell and the match starts. Both men circle the ring, swinging into the air. E tries to lift his blindfold a little, but only sees the ref getting into his face, so he rethinks that strategy. Kahuna starts to get frustrated, not only because he was attacked from the get-go, but he can't find his stumbling opponent in this weird kind of match. He starts to walk in the opposite direction from E when the crowd starts chanting..."Go the other way! Go the other way!" Realizing that they would clue in Easy E, and they were talking to him, Kahuna turns around. Pointing with his finger, the crowd stays silent until he is pointing in the exact direction of Easy E. Smiling, Kahuna starts walking in that direction. His opponent, not knowing what to make of the chants and cheers, starts swinging with more force. Grabbing the ropes, Easy E follows them to a corner, where he stands, knowing that Kahuna will only be able to come at him from one side. Listening, he hears the crowd cheer, and again, he wonders why they would do that, since there was no action going on.
Doc: Well, nothing to report on yet..just an unfair advantage for Kahuna, I can't believe the fans are getting involved like this!
Brad: If they didn't tell Kahuna where Easy E was, then we'd never finish this match...I'm not much of a fan of blindfold matches...and what about that pre-match attack, wasn't that unfair?
Doc: Hehehe...That was funny...the best part of this "match" so far...
Kahuna gets near the corner and the fans go wild. They start chanting "cor-ner! cor-ner!" and suddenly Easy E puts everything together. Figuring that Kahuna was close, he kicks out his leg for a big boot. Kahuna, figuring that Easy E was not an idiot, decided that E would lash out when the crowd let him know of his whereabouts. In a defensive posture, the Ironman Champ catches the leg as it goes into his stomach. Pulling E out of the corner, Kahuna kicks up with his own leg, effectively crotching his opponent. Pain exploding from his "nether regions" Easy E collapses. Keeping ahold of the leg, Kahuna drags him into the center of the ring, where he kneels down and grabs the other leg, then finishes the whole process off with a "bonzai" headbutt, continuing the agony for Easy E. Writhing in pain, E cannot stop Kahuna as he feels around and applies a reverse chin lock. Keeping him in that for a few minutes, Kahuna switches over to a headlock, being careful to keep in contact without losing a grip on, and location of, his opponent. Trying to turn the headlock into a sleeper, B.K. loses his hold as Easy E squirms around and thrashes about, trying to get loose. Rolling, E gets out of harms way temporarily.
Doc: Wow! We have headlocks and chin locks! What excitement!
Brad: Quit your whining, at least some action started. Besides, what do you want them to do? Dropkicks from the top rope? That'll never happen in this match.
Kahuna starts to point around again, and the fans get him going in the right direction. Easy E, knowing that Kahuna is coming toward him because of the cheers, tries a desparation dropkick, hoping that Kahuna was in reach. As E drops to the mat, the thud alerts Kahuna to his exact location. Carefully, B.K. gets to him as E makes his way to his feet. The Ironman champion then tries a short-arm clothesline. Doing the only thing that he can think of, Easy E ducks. Kahuna's momentum carries him right into the ref, knocking him down. E hears the impact and takes off his blindfold. Seeing the ref out, he discards the blindfold and attacks. He peppers the champs with rights and lefts, and for good measure, clotheslines Kahuna down. He grasps Kahuna and slingshot suplexes him off the ropes. Jumping up, he comes right back down with a leg drop. The Ironman champion decides that he must have clobbered the ref, and E must be taking advantage because the offense is way too good and precise. Taking off his blindfold, he sees E coming down for a seond leg drop. Moving away at the last second, he barely avoids the collision. Trying to get his wind back, B.K. takes a couple of deep breaths and pounces on his opponent, who attempts to stand up. wrapping the blindfold around E's neck, Kahuna starts choking the hell out of E for the early bushwhacking. As the challenger gasps for air, Kahuna slings him over the top rope, and out of the ring. Following him, Kahuna grabs a chair and nails him on top of the head, and Gorilla presses him back into the ring. He climbs back into the ring, with chair in hand. Easy E, bloodied and worse for wear, ducks the second chair shot and gives the champ a throat thrust, causing him to drop the weapon. E picks it up immediately, and cracks it over Kahuna's head, busting him open. E tries a second shot, but Kahuna dodges, and punches E in the face. Deciding that it wasn't a good idea to have a "chair match," Kahuna grabs the weapon and throws it out of the ring. As he tosses it, E clubs him with a forearm, and whips him into the ropes. When Kahuna returns, he is treated to a back body drop. Grabbing a leg, he gets a little payback by stomping right into Kahuna's groin area. Smiling at the irony, Easy E gets to the top rope, waits for the champ to get up and dropkicks him back down.
Doc: I thought you said we wouldn't see that in this match.
Brad: Of course that was before the ref got knocked out and they took their blindfolds off...
Doc: Excuses, excuses. At least the match is picking up!
Climbing to the top again, Easy E tries a big splash, and splashes the hell out of the mat. Groggy, Big kahuna gets to his feet and picks up Easy E. Kahuna drops him with tremedous force with a side suplex. Both competitors get up slowly, as the weight of the match and a chair shot has affected both men. Kahuna gets to his feet first, but then notices that the ref is starting to regain consciousness. Scrambling, both easy E and Kahuna start looking around frantically for their blindfolds. Kahuna finds his in one of the corners, Easy E has to climb outside to get to his. Rolling in, both eye each other carefully and try to tie the blindfold on good and tight. The ref gets up and looks at the two competitors, standing next to each other, with sagging blindfolds over bloody faces. Thinking to himself there was a story behind this, he tells the guys to get back to fighting, which is what they do. They starts slugging away at each other. Toe to toe, they keep at it until they both drop down to their knees, where they resume swinging. Finally, Big Kahuna takes over and knocks E back with a haymaker. Rolling away, E gets to another corner to shake the cobwebs. Kahuna gets up and starts pointing again. Finding the right spot, Kahuna converges. Easy e comes out with a spear, and luck is on his side this time, as he buries a shoulder blindly into kahuna's stomach. Toppling the big man, Easy e goes for a cover...1-2-kickout! easy E picks him up, and attempts a DDT, but B.K. blocks it, and sidewalk slams him down. feeling around and grabbing Easy by the hair, he pulls his opponent up, picks him up, and gives him the Rainbow Slam! The ref makes the count...1-2-foot on the ropes!
Brad: I've heard of ring-presence before, but this is ridiculous! How lucky can you be? He puts his leg out, and he just happens to get it on the ropes?
Doc: Quit complaining...it's St. Patrick's day, you know! This is a day of luck!
Kahuna gets to his feet, Easy E tries to lock up with him, but the champ shrugs it off, scoops him up, and powerslams him again. Even though he is in the middle of the ring with his opponent, Kahuna takes no chances. He waves his arms around, looking for ropes. Hooking a leg, Kahuna makes the cover...1-2-3!
Doc: Luck ran out for Easy E! Pineapple Power won out in the end!
Brad: Power wrestling won out in the end! A cagey champion defended his title!
Doc: "Pineapple power," "Power wrestling." Same thing...
STILL RAWF IRONMAN CHAMPION BIG KAHUNA!!! |
The scene is the loading dock of The Bradley Center. We see a closed door and hear a lot of commotion coming from behind it. Suddenly the door bursts open and Matt Korben comes flying out and lands hard on the concrete sidewalk. Seconds later, The Wise Guys follow suit. As they get up and start to brush temselves off, their luggage is tossed into their faces, causing them to fall back to the ground like The Three Stooges. The door slams shut and locks. When last we see Korben, he is trying to remove the pair of Artoo Deetoo underwear from his head. The Wise Guys stare at him for a second, then start laughing.
Korben: Shut up.
Williams: May The Force Be With You ....boss.
The Wise Guys pick up their belongings and walk away, still laughing. Korben glares after him, the underwear still on his head .... which is what we will remember him by on his VERY last moment in RAWF EVER!
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
"Toxic" by Crazytown plays and the power in the arena 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 is booed voraciously. Waving his hands toward himself as if to say, "Give me more!" He gestures to the fans, flips them off and talks smack all the way down to ring. One guy tries to get over the security rail, but doesn't quite make it because of security. Another thinks about it, but passes on the opportunity. He makes his way down to the ring and then poses in the middle of the ring, not caring at all that the fans hate him with a passion.
Levitan: And his opponent ... from Wichita, Kansas .... weighing 252 pounds .... this is JOHN PATRICK!!!
"Not Falling" replaces Toxic and Patrick walks down to ringside amid thunderous cheers. Along the way, JP spots a sign held by a fan close to the rail. He takes it from the fan, then holds it in front of the camera...it says, "Dirge Sucks" in big bold letters. Handing it back to the fan, Patrick makes his way down to face the trash-talkin' Blackout!
Doc: Patrick needs to worry less about some damn sign that a "ham and egger" has made to impress his eight year old son, and worry more about Blackout. He is a dangerous man!
Brad: Patrick will be focused for the match. All he is doing is showing appreciation to his fans. Hey Blackout, remember the fans? The people that pay the bills?
The two circle each other, getting ready to lock up, but Blackout takes exception to the fans chanting "JP....JP....JP!" and he walks over to the ropes and gives them hell for it. The veteran Patrick knows an opening when he sees one and comes up behind Blackout and rolls him up into a cradle pin attmept. Ref counts 1...2...Blackout kicks out and scrambles to his feet. JP gets up and catches him with a right hand to the jaw that staggers Blackout. Blackout tries to fire back, but misses and spins around. JP gives him an atomic drop for his troubles. Bowlegged, Blackout scrambles over to the corner and sticks his head between the ropes. The ref forces JP back. Patrick, not amused by this tactic, makes "crying eyes" gestures to incite Blackout. It works and Blackout charges. JP ducks the clothesline attempt and Blackout bounces off the ropes. Blackout runs at John Patrick and explodes with a thunderous shoulder block sending Patrick to the mat. Blackout quickly turns his attention to the crowd and starts to shout out insults, which in return gives him a huge chorus of boo�s. Blackout turns back around and is hit with a series of punches from John Patrick, who got up while he was distracted by the fans. Patrick grabs Blackout�s arm and whips him into the turnbuckle, Blackout comes running back and ducks a clothesline from Patrick. Blackout signals to the crowd that he out smarted Patrick, and does not realize that Patrick is directly behind him. Blackout turns around and is nailed with a stiff superkick right to the jaw. Blackout hits the mat.
Doc: No! Blackout get up!
Brad: That�s what Blackout deserves for show boating and not focusing on the task at hand. You can't make those kind of mistakes against The Legend!
John Patrick runs off the ropes and knee drops Blackout right in the head. Patrick goes for the pin and only gets a two count. Patrick gets up and pulls Blackout by the hair. He then sets up and delivers a vertical suplex. John Patrick heads up top and waits for Blackout to get up, but when Blackout stands up he grabs onto the ref and puts him in the way. JP hesitates and Blackout then pushes the ref into the ropes which causes Patrick to be crotched. Patrick yells in pain as Blackout gets to his feet.
Brad: Now what the hell was that?? Blackout is a damn cheater!! Using the referee as a shield for godsake!!
Doc: No Brad, he is only using his surrounding enviroment to gain the advantage!! It really is very smart. Quit whining.
Blackout walks over to Patrick and gets onto the turnbuckle. Blackout begins to punch away at Patrick before delivering a top rope over the head belly to belly suplex. Blackout pins John Patrick. 1..2..kickout Patrick just gets his shoulder up. Blackout stands up and starts to yell at the ref that he was making a slow count. Blackout shoves the ref and the ref shoves back, John Patrick quickly rolls up Blackout. 1..2..kickout. Blackout stands up stunned and tries for a right hand on Patrick. Patrick blocks it and connects with a right of his own. Blackout tries for another right and is denied only to get hit back with two more rights from Patrick. Patrick running off pure adrenaline sends Blackout into the ropes and clotheslines him to the mat. Blackout gets up and is clotheslined again. Patrick snapmares Blackout to the mat, runs off the ropes and dropkicks Blackout right in the back. Blackout falls over grabbing his back in pain. Patrick pins Blackout. 1..2..kickout. Patr! ick stands up and lifts up Blackout. Blackout delivers a low blow undetected by the Referee. Blackout the rolls up Patrick. 1..2..kickout. Blackout stands up and starts to yell at the ref. He then grabs John Patrick and hits him with three consecutives german suplexes. Blackout goes for the pin. 1..2..kickout. Blackout hits the mat with his fist in frustration.
Doc: Man, what does Blackout have to do to keep John Patrick down for the three????
Blackout raises to his feet and starts to stomp the ground yelling at Patrick to get up. Patrick stands up and is hit right in the stomach with a kick. Patrick bends over and is kneed right in the face. Blackout laughs as the crowd boos. Blackout mounts himself on Patrick and starts to punch away, which forces the ref to intervene with a four count. Blackout lifts up Patrick and snaps in the sleeper hold. Patrick begins to fade as he hits the mat. The referee drops Patrick�s hand once. The ref drops Patrick�s hand for a second time and the third time John refuses to stay down. The crowd begins to cheer wildly as John Patrick rises to his feet. Patrick back elbows Blackout three times before pushng him into the ropes. Patrick then hits Blackout with a big boot. John Patrick goes for the pin. 1..2�kickout. Patrick slowly taps the mat in exhaustion. He then stands up and and wraps his arm around Blackout�s head. Patrick then runs off the ropes and bulldogs Blackout to the mat.
Doc: Ahhh!!!! No Blackout get up!
John Patrick pins Blackout. 1..2�kickout. John Patrick puts his hands on his head in wondering about what he must do. Patrick runs off the ropes and elbows Blackout right in the chest. He goes for the pin. 1�2..kickout. Patrick stands up and picks up Blackout, he then whips him into the corner. Patrick runs at Blackout and is hit with a boot to the face. Patrick stumbles backward. Blackout runs at Patrick and is hit with a powerslam. 1..2..kickout.
Brad: Oh that was so close. Both of these men refuse to say die. They are using every last ounce of energy to stay alive.
Doc: You've got to give Blackout credit! He's improved remarkably over the last few weeks! He's standing toe to toe with The Legend .... come on Brad, say it!!
Brad: Yes, he is giving a hell of an effort. I DID say that.
Patrick picks Blackout up and tries to set him up for the Legend Drop, but Blackout squirms out of it and grabs JP around the waist and gives him a belly to belly suplex. Blackout gets up and climbs to the second rope and jumps. He connects with a fistdrop to JP's throat and tries a cover. Ref counts 1...2...kickout by Patrick. Patrick picks Blackout up and puts him in a front facelock and hammers him across the back with a forearm shot, then gives him a underhook DDT! Not convinced that he's prime for the pin, he picks Blackout up and applies an abdominal stretch. Blackout agonizes for a few minutes before breaking the hold and hiptossing JP over. Blackout slumps to the canvas and rolls out of the ring. JP gets up and gives chase. Seeing Patrick coming, Blackout painfully tries to get away, scampering around the corner of the ring and rolling back in. Patrick tries to roll in after him, but Blackout starts putting the boots to him. Meanwhile, at the top of the ramp appears Matt Higgerson! His head has a bandage on it from where Blackout hit him earlier. With a look of vengefulness about him, he stalks down to the ring. Blackout sees him coming and points him out to the ref. The ref goes over to warn Higgerson away from ringside as Blackout pulls Patrick to his feet and delivers a Nighttime!! He covers .... but because the ref is trying to send Matt "Daddy" back to the locker room, he is delayed a few seconds from making the count. He turns around and quickly counts 1...2...Patrick kicks out to Blackout's dismay! Higgerson can be heard laughing heartily at ringside. Blackout goes over and starts yelling at him .... once again giving JP a chance to recover. Patrick comes up behind him and knees him in the small of the back, then uses the ropes to slingshot him to the canvas. JP smiles and quickly picks Blackout up and delivers a Legend Drop!! A cover and its 1...2...3!!
Doc: Higgerson cost Blackout an upset!!!
Brad: How so? He never laid a hand on him .... unlike what Blackout did to HIM earlier!
JOHN PATRICK! |
As JP soaks up some accolades from the fans, Higgerson climbs into the ring and grabs the mic from Levitan. JP leaves the ring and heads back to the locker room. Higgerson stands over Blackout.
Higgerson: Alright you piece of crap!! You want a street fight at Wrestlecade?? You got it! NOBODY costs me what you did tonight and gets away with it!! Have a Mattastic evening punk, because at Wrestlecade .... you WILL be dropped by "Daddy"!
The crowd cheers as "Never Gunna Stop" plays. Higgerson throws the mic on top of Blackout and storms back up the ramp, leaving a dazed and defeated Blackout lying on the mat.
SCOTT BRIGGS VS. DIRGE |
Levitan: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the RAWF Heavyweight Championship of the World!!! First, the challenger...weighing 230 pounds ... from Baltimore, Maryland ... this is SCOTT BRIGGS!!!!
"Cochise" by Audioslave blares as Briggs strolls out to a standing ovation from the crowd. Cheering the up and coming wrestler, some fans wish him luck, tell him he's the next champ, and such things. He slides under the ropes to begin the biggest match of his life.
Levitan: And his opponent...Accompianied by his bodyguard Eric Drugonov ...
"Stigmata" by Ministry plays as Dirge becomes visible, strap around his waist...
Levitan: From Las Vegas, Nevada .... weighing 390 pounds .... he is the RAWF World Heavyweight Champions ... he is DIRGE!!!!
Dirge walks down the ramp as if he owned the arena. Looking around, he smiles, thinking that in a few short minutes, he is going to squash all of their hopes for young Scott Briggs. Laughing to himself thinking about the abuse he will give his challenger, he doesn't notice a few items being thrown at him by some fans. Bouncing harmlessly off of him, Dirge doesn't even notice, and he enters the ring with the aura of a confident champion.
Brad: Dirge has seemed unstoppable, but Scott Briggs is more than capable of pulling the upset. I am looking forward to this match! We just might see a Briggs versus Patrick match at Wrestlecade!!!
Doc: Don't count on it. Dirge is a machine, he'll have this match won before his music stops!
The bell rings, and Dirge does not end the match before his music stops. Locking up with Briggs, Dirge throws him half across the ring. Undaunted, Briggs locks up with him again, and Dirge shoves him back even farther. With a sneer, Dirge dares his challenger to try it one more time. Up for the challenge, Briggs attempts to lock up, but Dirge sucker punches him instead. Clubbing him with a few more fists, Dirge clotheslines him down. Springing to his feet, Scott is grabbed by the throat and chokeslammed. Dirge makes a cover by putting his boot on the challenger...1-kickout!
Brad: What kind of cover is that? Very nonchalant. I know that he just hit a chokeslam, but the match just started, and you know that Briggs has something left...
Doc: Do you want to get in the ring and give Dirge advice on how to wrestle a match?
Brad: No, not really...
Dirge, looking annoyed, picks up Scott again. Dropping him down on his knee, backbreaker style, Dirge stomps him a couple of times, and tries another cover with his boot...1-kickout! Sighing, Dirge picks him up and whips him into the ropes, where he greets the rebounding Briggs with a big boot. Taking his time, Dirge bounds the ropes himself, and leaps high in the air for a big elbow, but Briggs moves. Getting to his feet, Briggs waits on Direg and nails him with a savate kick. Dirge slumps back on the ropes, takes a few steps forward, then gets another savate kick. Dirge rebounds again, but dodges another attempted kick. Bull-rushing Briggs, Dirge smothers him in a bear hug. Putting enormous pressure on his back, Dirge squeezes extremely hard. He bellows at the ref to ask for the submission. The ref asks Scott if he wants to give up. Briggs grits his teeth and says, "Why don't you ask Dirge." Infuriated, Dirge lets go of the bear hug, and applies a fallaway slam. Getting Briggs to his feet, he punches him a few times, then tries for a titanic clothesline! Scott ducks it, turns around, and stings Dirge with a few jabs to keep him away. Briggs nails a standing dropkick, but Dirge largely ignores it. Leaping to his feet, he dodges Dirge, performs a single leg trip, then hits a twisting leg drop. Rolling away before Dirge can grab his leg, Briggs is up and ready when Dirge gets to his feet. Smiling at Briggs, Dirge, stalks him around the ring. Sticking and moving, Scott keeps away from the Heavyweight champion, until the champ lunges successfully at him. Grabbing Briggs by the throat, Dirge looks out at the crowd and spits toward the front row. As he wastes time, Briggs drives a knee into Dirge, then hits him with a forearm shot. The hold broken, Briggs whips around with a spinning heel kick, knocking the champ back. Dirge charges again, only to be hip-tossed. Getting up growling, the champ gets hit with a jumping front kick, knocking him down. Scott presses the advantage with a corkscrew elbow. Getting Dirge to his feet, Briggs immediately gets his eyes gouged, and Dirge gorilla presses the challenger, dropping the challenger behind him like yesterday's trash. Running the ropes, Dirge drops a knee, and makes the cover...1-2-kickout! Grabbing Briggs again, he power slams the challenger, and covers him...1-2-kickout! Angry at the insolence, Dirge heaves him into the corner and starts wailing away with shots. The ref makes the count on Dirge...1-2-3-4...Dirge stops punching. The ref gets into his face and tells him that he has no qualms about DQing him and giving the Title to Scott Briggs. Snarling, Dirge gets him out of the corner and hits a diamond cutter! Standing up, he beats his chest and again puts a boot on the challenger's chest...1-2-kickout!
Brad: If Dirge took his challenger, as well as his pinning attempts more seriously, he might have this match won by now. He also added insult to injury by applying Briggs' own finisher on him!
Doc: Briggs is so stupid! Why put himself through all of that punishment? If I were him, I'd laid down a long time ago. Live to fight another day!
Brad: In your case, live to take the dive another day...
Doc: You are going to be taking a dive if you don't watch yourself...
Dirge picks him up and attempts to whip him in the corner. The challenger reverses it, and whips Dirge into the corner. Dirge runs straight into the turnbuckle, while Briggs nails him in the back with a gore!
Brad: That is the Spinebreaker, one of Dirge's finishers, he decided to give Dirge a taste of his own medicine!
Doc: After doing that, Dirge will make sure that Briggs will need some medicine after the match...
Briggs continues with a back suplex, sending Dirge down. Bouncing off the ropes, he jumps off the second rope rope on the opposite end and hits a moonsault. He makes the cover as the crowd gets to their feet...1-2-kickout! The crowd settles back down in their chairs, and Briggs lets Dirge get to his feet. Working quickly, the challenger hits a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd gets to its feet as Briggs tries another cover...1-2-kickout! The crowd settles down again, and Scott tries to perform a double underhook suplex on a three hundred, ninety pound beast. To his credit, Briggs almost does it, but not quite. Dirge stands up, and sends Scott up and over. Turning around, Dirge lays a few chops in once the challenger gets to his feet. Punching a few more times, he presses the challenger up again, and dumps him over the top rope. Getting admonished, Dirge listens to the ref as Briggs pulls himself back into the ring. Looking at the zebra, Dirge starts stomping viciously, asking him, "Can I do this? The ref rolsl his eyes, but that gets Dirge even madder. Grabbing the challenger, Dirge hits a pedigree, and asks the ref, "How about that? Is that legal?" Not covering Briggs, Dirge picks him up, whips him into the ropes and hits a flapjack. "How about THAT, ref...you going to warn me about that?" Dirge puts another boot on Briggs...1-2--kickout, barely! "You'll like this, ref...you wont even have to warn me about it, either." Dirge gorilla presses Briggs and prepares for the Soul Auctioneer. Scott has other ideas, and he manuevers his way out of Dirge's grasp, and lands behind him. Using reserves of strength he has way deep down, Briggs waits for Dirge to turn around, then hits a standing huracanrana, which is followed up with another savate kick. Collapsing onto Dirge, the ref makes the count...1-2---kickout! Getting to their feet, the two combatants stare at each other for a second, then lock up. Dirge, expecting to heave Briggs across the ring again, gets grabbed around the neck, then is hit with a jawbreaker. Semi-stunned, Dirge cannot stop Scott from hitting his finishing manuever, Briggs' own patented version of the diamond cutter! Dirge hits the mat hard, Scott makes the cover...
Doc: I don't believe it! Briggs hit his finisher on Dirge! This could be it...new champion!
Brad: Briggs is only three seconds away from his dream!
The ref makes the cover...1-2-----foot on the ropes! Briggs looks around, confused on why the three count was not made. Seeing the foot on the rope, he hooks that leg, causing another count...1-2---kickout! Slamming his hand on the mat in frustration, Briggs climbs the top rope. A little slow because of the grueling match, he gives Dirge enough time to get to his feet, and catch him just as he stands up on the top. The champ then launches him off the top turnbuckle, and onto the mat below. Climbing the top rope himself, Dirge goes for the Nevada Nightmare, but Briggs rolls out of the way. The champ comes crashing down. The challenger, barely able to stand, gets up and waits for the champ. As Dirge gets to his feet, Briggs hits a scissors kick. Both men lay on the mat. After a few moments, Scott crawls over to Dirge and drapes an arm over his chest...1-2-kickout! Exhausted, Briggs crawls over to the ropes, and uses them to get to his feet. Dirge sloooowly gets to his feet and glares at his challenger. Thinking he should have been home by now, he weighs his options. Closing in on Briggs, he is met by an arm drag, which is turned into an arm lock. Twisting around, Briggs turns it into a head scissors sleeper.
Brad: Does Dirge have anything left in his tank? Can you believe the fight that Briggs is giving the World Champ? Will this hold be the one that gets Briggs the gold?
Doc: Will you ask anymore questions? Watch the match, anything can happen here in the RAWF, and usually does...
Dirge gets his hand raised, and it drops. The ref raises it again...and it drops. For the third and final time, his hand is raised, and it DROPS! Unfortunately for Briggs, as Dirge's hand was dropping, his leg was hitting the ropes. The ref calls for the break, and Dirge mumbles that he can continue. The challenger, enboldened by the events taking place, whips Dirge into the ropes, in anticipation of a rolling lariat. Dirge bounds off of the ropes, leaps into the air, and hits a shoulderblock, sending Briggs down. Both men get to their feet, and Dirge grabs Briggs, hits a spinning tiger driver, and collapses. Draping an arm over Briggs, the ref makes the count...1-2-3! Dirge summons up what strength he has left, rolls out of the ring, grabs his belt, and leaves.
DIRGE! |
Brad: Dirge was VERY lucky to leave as World Champ. He overlooked Briggs, and Scott Briggs gave him the fight of his life!
Doc: The champ may have been lucky, but sometimes it is better to be lucky than good...especially on St. Patrick's Day! Scott gave him a good fight, but that only means he lost well...That's all we have this week, see you next time on Monday Night Chaos!