(The scene opens up and Spaz is already in the Outback still sitting in the same booth, still enjoying his meal. He's not in wrestling attire, and as the cameras zooms in on his plate, you can see only the grizzle left behind from his prime rib. Stabbing his fork into the blooming onion, and chomping down hard, the referee arrives and behind him the WeWA Intercontinental Hardcore Champion, Mike Johnson. Johnson is dressed in some blue jean shorts and a "KILL SPAZ" T-shirt and placing the belt on the bar, Mike Johnson motions with his hands to bring it on!)

Ryan: This is going to be one of the most amazing matches of all time and I can't believe I'm actually going to get to announce it!

Bytchoff: Co-Host Ryan! CO-HOST! Well fans, Forte has put down his dinner and I think he's ready! LOOK OUT!

(Johnson not willing to play the match at Spaz's pace, dives over a table spilling the entire onto the floor. As both men roll around on the scartter dinner landing hard fists to one another face, Johnson breaks a plate over Forte's head taking a early lead in the match. Forte's forehead is cut and as the blood runs into his face, Johnson, grabs a forks and digs deep! Turning and twisting with all his might, Spaz grabs some salt from the spilled shaker and rubs the crystals into Johnson's eyes! The Champion's vision is blurred and although Spaz is bleeding like a stuffed pig, he goes on the offensive! Reaching up to another parties meal, Forte grabs a hold of some baby back rib and slaps Johnson across the face with the tender but juice meat! Taking a bite himself, Forte rams a rib down Mike's throat. Spaz yells out, "now that's a beef slap!" Dragging Johnson off the floor, Spaz tosses him into the Hostess podeum and is breaks into several pieces. Beeper begin to buzz and picking number 29 up off the floor, Spaz hits Mike in the face with a vibrating one inch punch. The champions lip busts open and grabbing the Hostess's mic, Spaz yells out into the restaurant, "Mr. Johnson, your table.. I mean kick to the face is ready! Kicking Mike in the face, Johnson stumbles back to the bar and Forte follows)

Ryan: Spaz Forte is killing the champion and I don't think Johnson is going to retain.

Bytchoff: This is hardcore brawl and although Mike looks down and out, I can guarantee you, they don't call him the toughest SOB in the fed for nothing!

(Just as Eric speaks, Forte misses his missile drop kick from the bar landing on the back of his head. Mike Johnson wipes the sauce from the beef slap off his face and like a man possed, begins to hitting Spaz with a wooden chair. The chair breaks in two, and then three, Johnson continues to beat the bloody Forte with remaining pieces in his hands and tossing nothing but two legs to the side, Mike blows out a snot rocket in an effort to gain more oxygen. Placing Spaz's head between his legs, Johnson jumps up and adds to the blood mess in Forte's forehead with tile pile driver. Body slam on a very sturdy table cause Spaz to moan in pain, and getting up onto the table, Mike executes Enigma [DDT]. Forte's head makes a dull thud and rolling him over, Johnson makes the cover. 1.. 2.. 3!!!!)

Ryan: Mike Johnson retains!

Bytchoff: Congratulations, you are wrong!

(As Spaz kicks out the referee yells two and the bout continues. Eyes rake leaves Spaz helpless and dragging Forte into the kitchen, Mike Johnson jams his head into the microwave. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Johnson presses start and then falls to the ground in pain as Spaz counters with a back hand ball breaker. The snap stings the testicles of the champion and Forte, goes back on the offensive with a somersault neck snap! Spaz is up and grabbing an entire tray of silverware, showers Mike Johnson with a steel bath.)

Bytchoff: Good Lord! Forte is tossing steak knives and look at Johnson dive for cover! What the hell is wrong with the Ambassasdor? I think Forte has run out of amo and here comes Johnson with a plate of food! Spaz side steps the appetizers and connecting with a no look DDT makes a very tight cover. 1.. 2.. 3!!

Ryan: No! Mike Johnson kicked out and as you would tell me, this match is continuing!!

(Spaz jacks up Johnson and running with him on his shoulders, drives the champion face first like a spear through the double doors ending in a hard power slam through a table. Spaz Forte calls for an end to it all and jacking up backing up, hits his finisher Beatdown! [handspring ddt]. Hooking the leg the referee and crowd count, 1.. 2.. CRASH!)

Ryan: What the?

Bytchoff: One of the waitresses just smashed Spaz over the head with a Tecate and watch out!

(Gripping his neck with both hands, Johnson spews red mist into Forte's eyes. Long slow vertical suplex put Spaz onto queer street, and grabbing the challenger by the head, Johnson launches Spaz over the bar. Hopping over the bar side saddle, Forte squirts seltzer into the champions eyes, and Mike is stunned. Spaz gets up on the bar, but as Mike thrust a boot to the mid-section, he hooks both arms of Forte up into the air executing a pedigree on the bar. Spaz's left leg begins to shake as the referee slaps the wet surface. 1.. 2.. 3!!)

Ryan: It's over and Johnson retains the title with some help from one of his dangerous fans!

Bytchoff: That's was no dangerous fan! Looks who's handing Mike the belt, it's Tina Sweet for christ's sake! Tina Sweet has robbed Spaz Forte of the IC Hardcore title and stumbling out into the night air, Johnson leaves a motionless Forte back in the restuarant. Spaz Forte has lost again, and I have just been told, Komona may be putting these two back into the ring next week in a Main Event Re-Match!

Ryan: Forte vs. Johnson will always be a classic battle and I for one could watch them wrestle night after night!

Bytchoff: Well fans, we have still yet to see Mr. batee, and it's time for our Main Event of the evening. Can Snake Eyes retain the World Heavyweight title, or will either Karl Davis or Eddie Outlaw shock the world? Lets go to the ring!