No-one stepped up so here it is sans commentary. SFWL Extreme Saturday. Luke Mike Torment is stumbling through the parking lot. Mike Torment has about 3 weeks of hair growth on his face and his clothes are dirty and ripped. Torment falls into the entrance and into the backstage area. Torment gets to his feet and takes a drink from his flask. Torment starts wandering the hallways, banging up against the walls. Torment opens the door to a locker room and walks inside. The door closes behind Torment revealing "The Future" on the door. SFWL EXTREME SATURDAY ANON: Hi and welcome to SFWL Saturday Extreme! I’m one half of your commentary team for tonight, I’m “Absolutely No-One Needs” Commentary! And with me for this very special ‘sans commentary’ SFWL is our very own John Doe! JOHN DOE: Hey wrestle fans! WHAT a night we have! And it looks like Mike Torment is here tonight and has drunkenly stumbled into The Future’s dressing room! I’m just hearing that we can go right back there now! Cut to the Future dressing room. Mike Torment is sitting on a couch staring up at the ceiling. Chris Steele and Rich T. Boy are standing over him with very confused looks on their faces. Steele: What are you doing in here? Torment doesn't even blink. Rich T. Boy: Should we call someone? (Torment moves his head around and looks at Steele) Torment: Hey Kent... how you doin? (looks at RTB) Tirok you're here to. This is nice. Did we take the bus here? I don't rememember taking the bus here. WE should go to the bus. You remember all the great times we had. Remember when I closed FutureShock down for selling drinks to minors. That was good times. Steele and RTB are fuming Torment: Don't be mad Kent, you were a very importinant party in that. I think. Maybe you weren't. Tirok... you still here? Go get Sierra and Lyric we can go to the beach and play frisbee. Frisbee is a good idea. (Torment falls on the couch and falls asleep) ANON: Poor Mike Torment! I dunno what can be going through his drink-scrambled head! Anyways tonight we have…awww I can’t be bothered… JOHN DOE: Me neither, in fact lets not even bother commentating for this, afterall no-one actually cares…There are 34 commentary teams available in the SFWL and no-one bothers so why should we… ANON: On with the card…It’s the STEVE FELLA BIRTHDAY SPECTACULAR!!!! Fireworks and all sorts of joyful proclamations. (SFWL officials file out of the entrance carrying a variety of items. Several are carrying chairs, four are carrying the corners of some kind of gazebo. The next come out with a table, and the last with a very colorful birthday style table cloth.) Ann: Here they come! Ann: We're all going to wish Steve Fella a very happy birthday today. He's earned it! (The officials all climb into the ring and assemble the materials into a birthday table type setting, the largest and most illustrious chair set at the end, presumably Steve Fella's.) Ann: Yeah, but there won't be any party if Fella won't show! He thinks this is all a trick! The crowd is excited, but remaining silent after nothing happens. Steve Fella isn't coming out. Ann: I think you're on to something there. Fella's probably not going to come out here. The arena is quiet, waiting. "Smoke Two Joints" By Sublime comes on over the PA to a monstrous pop from the crowd. Ann: He's coming out! I guess he's willing to take the chance. Ann: Of course he is: he's Steve Fella! Steve Fella steps out of the back, braced for battle. He's carrying the Singapore Cane. Ann: He doesn't look too keen on the idea. Steve Fella cautiously walks to the ring and steps inside. His face makes it look like he is experiencing a mixture of anxiety and joy. Ann: Fella just can't figure out whether to embrace this party or not. Steve Fella walks to the large chair and sits, still holding the weapon. Steve Fella pulls out a mic. Steve Fella: Hello...germs. The crowd pops. Ann: That welcome from Fella didn't sound so spirited as we're used to. I think he really believes he's walking into a trap. Steve Fella: I've been attacked from behind many times. I've been hit with chairs, thrown your tables...hell, I had two car batteries send shockwaves throughout my ICON body! But this, this has got to be the lamest set-up EVER in SFWL history. To use my birthday as a tactic to attack me from behind. I've been through a hell of a week, so whoever set this up...I'm here. Voice: Haaaaaappy Birthday toooo you... Steve Fella has a puzzled look on his face. Voice: Haaaaaaappy Birthday to you... Steve Fella is getting a pissed look on his face. Suddenly, the Extreme Machine steps out from behind the curtain. Steve Fella's expression quickly turns to a smile. EM: Alright now, EVERYBODY! EM & Fans: Haaaaappy Biiiiiirthday Steeeeve Fella... Steve Fella's grin grows. EM & Fans: Haaaaappy Birthday toooooooo you! Suddenly, the ceiling burst into a rain of confetti and all that can be heard is noise. Ann, muffled: What's going on?! This crowd is going wild! EM: Mr. Steve Fella, preventer of propaganda...avenger of assassination...MY very own super hero...this is a birthday celebration for the greatest champion ALIVE! Now please welcome the Extreme Machine marching band! A marching band marches out. They start up and begins to play the birthday song. EM: Alright germs, you know what to do! Fans: Haaaaaappy Birthday to you... EM: A little louder! Welcome out our special guests! The fans continue to sing the birthday song. Freebird comes out wheeling a gigantic cake with an icing picture of the champ. Steve Fella looks as joyous as he ever has. Evan Scarlett comes out with a wrapped gift in his hand. Grant Taylor comes out with his gift Fans: Haaaaappy birthday Steeeeve Fella... EM: Ladies and gentlemen, former Extreme Champion...Doug Bronson! Doug Bronson walks out, with a gift in his hand. All of them walk down to the ring, Extreme Machine leading them. Fans: Haaaaappy birthday...tooooo....you! Ann: It's not a trap! Look at this! This is as over the top as I've ever seen! Extreme Machine jumps into the ring and salutes Steve Fella. Steve Fella salutes him back. EM: Yes, Mr. Fella. In celebration of you turning one year older...one year wiser...one year better, your friends have gathered here for your very own SURPRISE birthday party! The fans are going crazy. The other man gather into the ring. Steve Fella goes over to each one of them, shaking their hands. EM: You know, Steve-O, it wouldn't be a birthday without presents. So take a seat at the end of the table, and open up your gifts! Steve Fella nods. Steve Fella takes his seat. The other men surround the table. Extreme Machine hands the mic to Doug Bronson. Bronson: My, my, how the time does fly. It feels like only yesterday when the both of us were banned from the SFWL. But those times are past us, and we've had some great memories. Like the formation of the Bad Mother Fuckers...all the times we've tagged...and of course the great singles action we've both been in. Steve, you've been a good friend to me, and here's a token of my appreciation. Doug Bronson hands Steve Fella his gift. Steve Fella smiles. Steve Fella unwraps it. Its a ICON snowglobe. Fella shakes it up. He grins. Steve Fella stands up and shakes Doug Bronson's hand. Evan Scarlett grabs the mic. Evan Scarlett: The ICON...The Master of Manipulation...the man who stole my wife... Steve Fella has a confused look on his face. Evan Scarlett: We've been through our peaks and valleys. But the one thing that remains the same after all these years...we're still the best of buds. We've traveled up and down the road, we made each other's careers. When you think of Evan Scarlett you think of Steve Fella...and vice-versa. Now, I thought long and hard about your birthday gift, and to be honest, I don't think I could of given you anything that would symbolise what we've both been through. But I thought about you, Steve Fella, the man and the character. And the one staple of your character that's been with you all of your career. And that's what gave me the inspiration to get you THIS gift! Evan Scarlett hands Steve Fella his gift. Its a thin gift, but very long. Steve Fella unwraps it. Its a golden Singapore Cane. Steve Fella laughs. Evan Scarlett: After all those canes you broke over the years, it was about time someone got you one that would never break. Bend maybe...but not break. Steve Fella and Evan Scarlett share a five. Steve Fella looks at his new golden Singapore Cane. Andy Thorpe gets the mic next. Grant Taylor: Well...well...well. "Suicide"...Steve...Fella. I may no longer by your manager-slash-promoter...but while we were a tandem, I must say I had the time of my life. And to show my appreciation, my frienship to you, I even brought you a gift! Grant Taylor hands Steve Fella a gift. Steve Fella unwraps it. Its a piece of cage. Steve Fella looks confused. Grant Taylor: Now i know what you're thinking. Where's the extravegent gift at, Grant? Well, Champ...that piece of cage came off of the door on the Totally Loaded Cell. The same one where I helped you defeat Kent McKnight to win not only one, but TWO titles. Even though you're the World Champion now, I know that ranks pretty high on your most memorable matches. Just my way of saying...thanks. Thanks for being you. Grant Taylor starts to clap his hands. The others join in. Steve Fella nods his head. He shakes Grant Taylor's hand. Freebird takes the mic. Freebird: And now, what you've all been waiting for...MY gift! Now Steve, you know you're my role model. You know I look up to you. But the fact is, I don't think you appreciate my friendship. That's why I took the liberty to get you this... Freebird points down to the entrance ramp. SFWL officials bring down a thin, but very large gift. They hand it to Freebird. Freebird: Go ahead champ, open it. Steve Fella unwraps it. Its a blown-up picture of Steve Fella grinning. Freebird holds it up for the crowd to see. Freebird leans the picture against the ropes. He stares at it for a second. Freebird turns back to Fella. Freebird: Just to remind you that after 12 years as a wrestler, you truely are larger than life...bigger than the fed...bigger than any other wrestler that's EVER wrestled. Freebird sticks out his hand. Steve Fella shakes his head. He grabs it and the two share an unusual five combo. Freebird raises Fella's hand. The crowd goes crazy. Extreme Machine is handed the mic. EM: See champ! We all appreciate you. But I appreciate you the most. Without you donning the Extreme Machine mask and cape and setting the way for people like me to right the wrongs...prevail over peer pressure...defend the deaf...I wouldn't be here. So, I even got you a gift. Extreme Machine pulls out a gift wrapped box and tosses it to Steve Fella. Steve Fella catches it, and makes a gesture as if to say, "For me?" The crowd is going utterly wild in the chaos insuing. Ann: Happy birthday, champ! Happy birthday! Steve Fella opens the gift. The gift is opened up to reveal a yellow Extreme Machine mask and cape. Steve Fella burst into laughing. Extreme Machine tells him to put it on. Ann: He's not gonna do it is he?! Steve Fella stands up, and puts on the cape and mask. The crowd is still going wild. Both the Extreme Machine and Steve Fella put their hands on their hips and strikes a superhero pose. Steve Fella laughs as he shakes Extreme Machine's hand. EM: Now, I want all the germs out there to get on their feet, and let's give this man one more birtday song! Haaaaappy Birthday toooo you... The crowd is singing along. Extreme Machine turns to Steve Fella and sings. EM: Happy Birthday to you... Steve Fella is grinning ear-to-ear. EM: Happy Birthday greatest champion of the world Steve Fella... The crowd roars. EM: Happy Birthday to you! The crowd is cheering madly again. Steve Fella is overjoyed. Ann: This is great! One of the only truly wholesome things I've seen happen here! Extreme Machine salutes Steve Fella again. Steve Fella, still dressed in Extreme Machine attire, salutes back. Steve Fella motions for everyone to quite down is he braces himself to give a speech. Steve Fella: This is great. To think that I thought this was a set-up. Who would of known that such a man of great ethical values like yourself, Mr. Extreme Machine, would throw a birthday party for yours truely. This has been the greatest birthday of my life! But it wouldn't be the same if... The Jumbotron abruptly cuts to static. "The Antipop" by Primus begins blaring over the PA. Brian Bowers steps out onto the entrance ramp, and is immediately met with a chorus of boos and a rain of debris. Brian Bowers has a microphone with him. Brian Bowers: Happy birthday, Fella, happy fucking birthday. Thirty-two years ago to this day, nature made one of its single greatest mistakes. Tonight, I am here to CORRECT that mistake. This is MY world now, Fella, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave it. Brian Bowers is being booed out of the building. Brian Bowers throws the microphone down and charges the ring. Extreme Machine steps in front of Steve Fella, who is ready to attack Brian Bowers head on. EM: Whoa, whoa, whoa! This is your birthday, Mr. Fella! Who would I be to let the birthday man engage in physical battle? Sit down, and let Extreme Machine enforce the laws of justice on this disturber of the peace! Extreme Machine steps forward into Brian Bowers face and puts his arms on his hips. Brian Bowers is trying to suppress a chuckle. Ann: I don't think Bowers believes Extreme Machine can do anything to him. Extreme Machine stomps one foot, and puts his arms on his hips, nodding his head once. Extreme Machine points to the exit. Brian Bowers is laughing out loud now. The crowd is silent, waiting. Ann: Bowers not giving Extreme Machine what he wants! Extreme Machine turns around for a moment, then turns back. Extreme Machine punches Brian Bowers in the face. The crowd goes nuts. Ann: He punched him! Brian Bowers reels back, surprised, but turns back to Extreme Machine. Extreme Machine punches Brian Bowers again. The crowd gets even louder. Ann: He did it again! Brain Bowers reels back even further, but turns to him again. Brian Bowers takes a giant swing at Extreme Machine, but Extreme Machine ducks. Brian Bowers goes for something in his boot. Extreme Machine puts Brian Bowers in a headlock. Ann: He put Bowers in a headlock! How embarrassing! Extreme Machine screams "Injustice shall not prevail!" Brian Bowers is struggling to get out. Extreme Machine inches Bowers over to the edge of the ring. Ann: Hey, what's he planning? Extreme Machine lets Bowers go, and again points to the exit. Brian Bowers charges him, but Extreme Machine moves out of the way. Extreme Machine grabs him from behind. Ann: Wait a minute! Extreme Machine tosses Brian Bowers face first over the top rope. Ann: Extreme Machine forcing Brian Bowers to leave the birthday party! Brian Bowers lands belly flop onto Steve Fella's birthday cake. Ann: He landed on the cake! He landed on the cake! That's classic! The crowd is roaring the roof off of the place. Ann: That's the single greatest thing I've ever seen in sports entertainment! Brian Bowers is flailing to get out of the cake. Brian Bowers is absolutely livid. Extreme Machine is working the crowd. Steve Fella and the rest of the members at the table are laughing hysterically. Ann: I can't believe it! Extreme Machine just tossed Brian Bowers into Steve Fellas birthday cake! Brian Bowers struggles to his feat, covered in icing and cake. Steve Fella gets a mic. Steve Fella: You know what Bowers. I'm glad you came out here. Now its my chance to tell you that even after 12 years of wrestling, my 13th won't be an unlucky one. It'll be my finest year! It'll be the year I rid the world of scum like YOU! The crowd pops. Brian Bowers storms back up the entrance ramp. The marching band mockingly plays him out. Steve Fella: Oh yeah, Machine...I think you owe me a new cake. And if you don't like that... Fans: Tooooo f'n bad! "Smoke Two Joints" by Sublime hits. They lock up. Terrell Haley nails Bryce Smith with a pumphandle slam. The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley whips Bryce Smith into the turnbuckle. Bryce Smith comes back and rocks Terrell Haley with a clothesline. Bryce Smith nails Terrell Haley with a belly-to-belly suplex. Bryce Smith hits a series of punches on Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley begs off. Bryce Smith goes for a spear, but Terrell Haley counters it with a Yakuza kick. In turn, Bryce Smith counters it with a legsweep. Bryce Smith nails Terrell Haley with a spear. Bryce Smith gives him a dropkick to the knee, but Terrell Haley doesn't budge. Bryce Smith whips Terrell Haley into the ropes. Bryce Smith and Terrell Haley get hit with a double clothesline. Bryce Smith executes a Death Valley Driver on Terrell Haley. A portion of the crowd is booing Bryce Smith. Bryce Smith uses a double-arm DDT on Terrell Haley. A portion of the crowd is cheering Bryce Smith. Terrell Haley begs off. Bryce Smith executes a hiptoss on Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley begs off. Bryce Smith executes a frog splash on Terrell Haley. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Bryce Smith runs into the ropes. Terrell Haley misses with a kick. Bryce Smith uses a spear on Terrell Haley. Bryce Smith is going for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Bryce Smith catches Terrell Haley in a Boston crab. Terrell Haley reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds. Bryce Smith goes for a Death Valley Driver, but Terrell Haley counters it with a small package. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Terrell Haley takes Bryce Smith down with a waistlock suplex. Danny Davis counts: One, kickout. Terrell Haley takes Bryce Smith down with a full nelson faceslam. Terrell Haley C-walks in the ring. A portion of the crowd is cheering Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Terrell Haley sets up the chair. Terrell Haley executes a backdrop driver onto the chair on Bryce Smith. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Terrell Haley goes for a running powerslam, but Bryce Smith blocks it. Bryce Smith uses a Yakuza kick on Terrell Haley. Bryce Smith kicks Terrell Haley. Bryce Smith is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos. Bryce Smith kicks Terrell Haley. Bryce Smith seemingly enjoys the boos. Bryce Smith goes for a tiger bomb, but Terrell Haley counters it with a backdrop . Terrell Haley executes a dropkick from the second rope on Bryce Smith. A portion of the crowd is booing Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley nails Bryce Smith with a jumping DDT. A portion of the crowd is booing Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley is going for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Terrell Haley hits Bryce Smith with a handspring into a Frankensteiner. A portion of the crowd is cheering Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley C-walks in the ring. A portion of the crowd is cheering Terrell Haley. Danny Davis removes the chair from the ring. Terrell Haley hits a tilt-a-whirl suplex on Bryce Smith. A portion of the crowd is booing Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley runs into the ropes. Terrell Haley hits Bryce Smith with a kick. Terrell Haley leaves the ring. He returns with a baseball bat. Terrell Haley goes for a top-rope Death Valley Driver, but Bryce Smith blocks it. Bryce Smith executes the Call of the Yeti on Terrell Haley. Terrell Haley is close to passing out from the pain. Danny Davis asks Terrell Haley if he should stop the fight. Terrell Haley nods. Danny Davis stops the fight after 30 seconds. The crowd seems to be rallying behind Bryce Smith. The winner is Bryce Smith. Time of match: 0:04:43 90 They lock up. Dylan Pierce locks Robespierre in a guillotine choke. Robespierre tries to escape the hold. Robespierre is valiantly trying to break the hold. Dylan Pierce lets go after 22 seconds. Dylan Pierce nails Robespierre with a superkick. Dylan Pierce takes Robespierre down with a spear. Dylan Pierce uses a sitdown faceslam on Robespierre. Dylan Pierce is getting a good reaction from the crowd. Dylan Pierce uses a dropkick to the face on Robespierre. Dylan Pierce locks Robespierre in the STF. Robespierre reaches the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds. Dylan Pierce uses a jumping neck snap on Robespierre. Dylan Pierce whips Robespierre into the turnbuckle. Dylan Pierce runs shoulder-first into the corner. Dylan Pierce takes Robespierre down with a spear. Dylan Pierce uses a bridging back suplex on Robespierre. Danny Davis counts: One, kickout. Dylan Pierce takes Robespierre down with a spinning thrust kick. The crowd is going crazy. Dylan Pierce attempts to place Robespierre on the turnbuckle, but Robespierre blocks it. Dylan Pierce chops Robespierre. The crowd is going crazy. Robespierre chops Dylan Pierce. Robespierre hits Dylan Pierce. Robespierre hits a neck snap on Dylan Pierce. Robespierre whips Dylan Pierce into the ropes. Dylan Pierce misses with a clothesline. Dylan Pierce goes for a backspin DDT, but Robespierre blocks it. Robespierre uses a koppo kick on Dylan Pierce. A fan at ringside badmouths Robespierre. Robespierre catches Dylan Pierce in the STF. Dylan Pierce reaches the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds. Robespierre whips Dylan Pierce into the turnbuckle. Robespierre takes Dylan Pierce down with a European uppercut. Robespierre punches Dylan Pierce. Robespierre chops Dylan Pierce. Robespierre executes a dropkick to the knee on Dylan Pierce. Robespierre nails Dylan Pierce with a bodyslam. Dylan Pierce sits up. Dylan Pierce has the crowd going wild. Robespierre whips Dylan Pierce into the turnbuckle. Robespierre charges into the corner. Robespierre nails Dylan Pierce with a koppo kick. Robespierre locks Dylan Pierce in the STF. Dylan Pierce reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds. Robespierre nails Dylan Pierce with a bodyslam. Dylan Pierce sits up. Dylan Pierce has the crowd going wild. Robespierre whips Dylan Pierce into the turnbuckle. Robespierre runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Dylan Pierce moves out of the way. Dylan Pierce hits Robespierre with a spear. Dylan Pierce goes for a German suplex, but Robespierre counters it with a go-behind. Robespierre hits Dylan Pierce with a back heel kick. Robespierre goes for a dropkick to the knee, but Dylan Pierce side-steps and Robespierre only hits air. The crowd is going crazy. Dylan Pierce executes the Cardinal Sin on Robespierre. Dylan Pierce has the crowd going wild. Dylan Pierce goes for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Dylan Pierce nails Robespierre with a jumping side kick. Dylan Pierce hits Robespierre with a jumping DDT. Dylan Pierce goes for a jumping side kick, but Robespierre ducks out of the way. Robespierre goes for a ropeburn, but Dylan Pierce blocks it. Dylan Pierce whips Robespierre into the ropes. Robespierre takes Dylan Pierce down with a clothesline. Robespierre executes the The Guillotine on Dylan Pierce. Dylan Pierce is valiantly trying to break the hold. Dylan Pierce is inching his way towards the ropes. Dylan Pierce tries to escape the hold. Dylan Pierce is barely hanging in there. Danny Davis checks Dylan Pierce's arm. He lifts it... it falls. He lifts it... it falls. He lifts it... it falls. Danny Davis stops the match after 27 seconds. The crowd is booing Robespierre. The winner is Robespierre. Time of match: 0:05:32 They lock up. Saint Des throws Jared Williams out of the ring. Saint Des goes through the ropes. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. They're brawling inside the ring area. Jared Williams whips Saint Des into the guardrail. Jared Williams uses a back heel kick on Saint Des. Jared Williams goes for a jumping DDT, but Saint Des throws him off. Saint Des goes for a piledriver, but Jared Williams blocks it. Jared Williams grabs a chair. Jared Williams takes a running start and springs off the chair. Jared Williams takes Saint Des down with an inverted DDT. Jared Williams hits a ropeflip moonsault on Saint Des. Jared Williams knocks Saint Des into the ringsteps. A portion of the crowd is booing Jared Williams. Jessica Martinsdale comes from behind and distracts Saint Des. Jared Williams whips Saint Des into the guardrail. Jared Williams whips Saint Des into the guardrail. They're brawling inside the ring area. Jared Williams knocks Saint Des into the ringsteps. A portion of the crowd is booing Jared Williams. Jared Williams hits Saint Des with a kick to the midsection. Jared Williams takes Saint Des down with an inverted DDT. Jessica Martinsdale comes from behind, but Saint Des nails Jessica Martinsdale. Jared Williams throws Saint Des back into the ring. Jared Williams goes for a dragon screw, but Saint Des counters it with an enzuigiri to the face. In turn, Jared Williams counters it with a duck-down move. Jared Williams whips Saint Des into the ropes. Saint Des takes Jared Williams down with the Running Forearm Smash. Saint Des acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him. Saint Des executes the Sainturnal Damnation 2002 on Jared Williams. Saint Des acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him. Saint Des goes for an inverted power bomb, but Jared Williams blocks it. Jared Williams leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Jared Williams sets up the chair. Jared Williams uses a DDT onto the chair on Saint Des. A portion of the crowd is cheering Jared Williams. Jared Williams goes for a Cradle DDT, but Saint Des blocks it. Saint Des goes for a DDT, but Jared Williams counters it with a low blow. Jared Williams goes for a DDT, but Saint Des counters it with a backdrop. Saint Des executes the Running Forearm Smash on Jared Williams. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. Saint Des goes for the Sainturnal Damnation 2002, but Jared Williams blocks it. Saint Des executes a Death Valley Driver on Jared Williams. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. Saint Des whips Jared Williams into the ropes, but Jared Williams reverses it. Saint Des executes a clothesline on Jared Williams. Saint Des goes for a piledriver, but Jared Williams blocks it. Earl Hebner removes the chair from the ring. Jared Williams hits a koppo kick on Saint Des. A portion of the crowd is cheering Jared Williams. Jared Williams executes a kick to the midsection on Saint Des. Jared Williams runs into the ropes. Jared Williams misses with a shoulderblock. Saint Des goes for a spinebuster slam, but Jared Williams counters it with a sunset flip. Jared Williams throws Saint Des out of the ring. Jared Williams goes for a shooting star press, but Saint Des moves out of the way. Jared Williams is out cold. Saint Des acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him. Saint Des uses a DDT on Jared Williams. Saint Des executes a swinging neckbreaker on Jared Williams. Saint Des knocks Jared Williams into the ringpost. Saint Des knocks Jared Williams into the ringsteps. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. Saint Des gives the crowd the "SIE 4-L" sign. Saint Des acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him. Saint Des hits a spinebuster slam on Jared Williams. Saint Des knocks Jared Williams into the ringsteps. Saint Des nails Jared Williams with a spinebuster slam. Saint Des sets up a table. Saint Des is handed a keyboard. Saint Des hits him with the keyboard. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. Saint Des executes a back suplex on Jared Williams. Saint Des hits him with a keyboard. Saint Des gives the crowd the "SIE 4-L" sign. Saint Des is starting to get more cheers than boos. Saint Des sets up Jared Williams on the table. Saint Des executes a senton through the table. The table didn't break. Saint Des whips Jared Williams into the guardrail. Saint Des hits a senton on Jared Williams. Saint Des throws Jared Williams back into the ring. Saint Des locks Jared Williams in an Indian deathlock. Jared Williams starts moving again. Earl Hebner checks Jared Williams's arm. He lifts it... it falls. He lifts it... it falls. He lifts it... it falls. Earl Hebner stops the match after 1 minute. The boos are resurfacing again. The winner is Saint Des. Time of match: 0:08:34 The houselights cut out as the Jumbotron abruptly cuts to static. Blue pyro erupts from the Jumbotron frame and the sides of the entrance ramp. “The Antipop” by Primus begins blaring over the PA. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Brian Bowers emerges from the entryway, steel chair in hand. Michael Torment, Wayne Reid, Shawn Bryant, Dylan Pierce and Kate Elliot are close behind him. Debris is raining down on the stage. Brian Bowers is showing significant facial bruising, and still sporting his opaque gray noseguard. He has a large bandage across his forehead. He’s dressed in torn khakis, construction boots, and the now-infamous electric-blue-on-black Shin Jun Rui “Help Us, Save Us, Take Us Away” logo shirt. The sleeves are cut off at the shoulders, drawing attention to the chain tattoos that wrap around Brian Bowers’ arms, and also revealing deep bruises on his shoulders and upper arms. Kate Elliot is sporting black jeans and a red-on-black Shin Jun Rui logo shirt, along with ankle-high Doc Martens boots. Michael Torment is wearing his red-on-black SJR t-shirt and black Docker's pants. He's wearing shades and is dangling the Intercontinental belt in his left hand. Wayne Reid, with his pipe wrench at the ready, is dressed simply in grey sweatpants, hiking shoes and a “Help Us, Save Us, Take Us Away” t-shirt. Dylan Pierce, in cut-off jeans and his “New Standard” Shin Jun Rui t-shirt, Shawn Bryant, dressed in black jeans and a red-on-black Shin Jun Rui logo shirt, and Amy, in shorts and a blue-on-black Shin Jun Rui baby-t round out the stable. Ann #1: Shin Jun Rui hitting the ring en masse, and the fans are NOT happy about it! The music fades as Shin Jun Rui enter the ring. The houselights come back up and the Jumbotron feed returns to normal. The decibel level in the building is unbelievable. Michael Torment calls for a microphone. Michael Torment: John Falcon! You pissed off the wrong man, little brother. You should have just kept your mouth shut and your skinny but back in Queens and doing spot shows in high school gyms up and down the north-east, my man. You dare to come into MY ring after I defeated our brother at Spring Thing? You come in and interfere in my World Title match? You think you're ready for the big time, John Falcon? You think you're some kind of avenger? Huh? Standing up for Mike...let me ask you this John Falcon...what did Mike Torment ever do for you? When did he ever use his position in this business to help you? Never. He let you crash and burn, Johnny-boy. He let you leave the SFWL because he knew that whatever talent you had was a threat to him. So, now you want to be his hero? You want to stand up for a man who never stood up for you? Fine...then you'll pay just like he did. I'll deal with you just like I dealt with our has-been brother. (The boos for Michael Torment are unbelievable.) Michael Torment: Now, let's talk about what is really important...let's talk about what the whole world is talking about...I'm referring to the emergence of Shin Jun Rui as the preeminent force in professional wrestling today. I'm talking about the tag team virtuosity of Shawn Bryant and Dylan Pierce. I'm talking about the no-nonsense, no-bullshit, no-prisoners attitude of a legend like Wayne Reid. I'm talking about the toughest son of a bitch on any plane of existance...Brian Bowers. And then just for kicks and giggles you add Michael Torment to the mix. What have you got? You've got lightning in a bottle, baby. You've got high-explosive, volatile, dangerous men who are looking to turn this entire industry on its ear. New Human Beings, baby. Better than Bastards. Better than SIE. Fella, you got no chance against Bowers. It's only a matter of time before SJR captures that World Title and the tag-team belts. It's only a matter of time before the promise becomes the reality and then thereality becomes the legend. You can't stop it. You can't even slow it down. Michael Torment hands off the mic to Wayne Reid. Wayne Reid: Falcon, I hope you learned something at Wednesday Unleashed. I hope you realized that you are out of your league here in the SFWL. It’s time to go home before you get hurt, John. At Unleashed, you didn’t even get a punch in on me. You couldn’t even defend yourself when I powerslammed you through a table, then damn near made you a permanent part of the concrete floor with the big splash! Two moves, John...two moves and you were OUT for a good five minutes. Like we showed you on Wednesday, you have NO right to be here, and you sure as hell have NO right to fuck with Shin Jun Rui! Last time, John I just put you through a table. I wanted to send a message more than I wanted to injure you...THAT time. After al, when a “special person” gets on your nerves at the bar or the pool hall, you usually don’t beat the hell out of them...because YOU come off looking like the jackass in that situation. No, you just let them know that what they’re doing isn’t appropriate and send them on their way. That’s the exact situation I found myself in with you, John. I didn’t want to be known as the guy who...further...crippled one of God’s most special people, so I let you off with what amounted to little more than a warning. Of course, should you decide to get involved in Shin Jun Rui’s business again, well, THEN all bets are off. Getting put through a table bangs you up, it makes a loud noise, but it usually doesn’t get you sent to the hospital or put your career in jeopardy. The same can’t be said about barbed wire, plate glass, fire, or any number of the other things that ALWAYS seem to be around when I am, John...just remember that. You were hardly a wrestler when you WERE on the SFWL roster, and you sure as hell aren’t a wrestler NOW! If you want to play pretend, I suggest look Uncle Filthy up. That shit is NOT welcome in OUR federation. WE don’t appreciate someone like you coming in to OUR federation and interfering in OUR business. You have an opportunity to leave on your own terms right now, John...you can walk away under your own power and NEVER show your face around here again. If you don’t take advantage of this opportunity, well, then you’re going to leave on OUR terms, and you’re not going to be WALKING anywhere for a long, long time. Wayne Reid hands the microphone off to Brian Bowers. The crowd immediately begins booing even louder, trying to drown him out. Brian Bowers: (says something, but it’s unaudible over the crowd) Brian Bowers gestures in the general direction of the sound booth. Brian Bowers: Somebody turn my fucking mic up! (Brian Bowers’ mic is turned up to compensate for the crowd noise.) Brian Bowers: Real funny, Fella! Real fucking funny! Your little buddy threw me into the damn cake...hi-fuckin’-larious! I mean that. A real fucking laugh riot! I hope you enjoyed that immensely, Steve, because you are going to fucking PAY for it! I’m going to do what I SHOULD have done in that Five-Star Challenge I beat you in so long ago and END your SFWL career! Last time, I held back...I beat you, I injured you, but I didn’t take you out of the game. That, Fella, was one of the most egregious errors of my entire career...but now, at long last, I am going to rectify it. I want a shot at that title, Fella...tonight, Wednesday Unleashed, Final Jeopardy...it doesn’t matter when, but I want...no, I DEMAND a match with you, one-on-one, for the SFWL World Heavyweight championship! You OWE that to me, Fella, and I’m damn sure going to collect on what I’m owed. YOU never beat me at Spring Thing, Fella...Chris Steele did. Sure, you were there to double-team me as soon as the going got a little too tough for the plucky young babyface, but the fact remains that YOU did NOT beat me! (The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.) Brian Bowers: Sooner or later, Steve, you and I are going to step into that ring again...and not ONLY am I going to take your SFWL World Heavyweight Title, but I’m going to put you OUT of this business once and for all! Yes, Fella, you managed to retain your title against me in what was, for ALL intents and purposes, a handicap match. Congratulations, that’s a victory that will last forever. It ONLY took you AND Chris Steele to eliminate me from that match, and, despite NOT pinning me, despite NOT making me submit, despite NOT even getting me counted out, you still walked away from Spring Thing with the belt. Or, more accurately, LIMPED away. I may not have won that match, Steve – I may be good, there’s little doubt that I am the single BEST technical wrestler, past OR present, in the SFWL, but even I can’t be expected to win a handicap match! – but I damn sure did plenty of damage to you AND Steele. Steele’s going to be wearing a neckbrace for the forseeable future, and he’s going to be feeling the effects of his re-aggravated shoulder injury for a LONG time. And as for you, well, judging by the way you hobbled out here tonight, I’m guessing you’re still feeling the effects of our match at Spring Thing...and our little collision at Wednesday Unleashed, too. I may not have won the title at Spring Thing, but the damage I did to you laid the groundwork. The only thing I’m going to enjoy more than taking that belt away from you, Steve, is watching you stretchered out as I do it...watching the EMTs brace the knee that will NEVER be fully functional again...watching you carried out of an SFWL show for the VERY last time, knowing that somewhere, in the back of your mind, even in your unconscious state, you’re already planning the indy wrestling commissioner gigs and the used car ads that will support you in what SHOULD have been the prime of your wrestling career...knowing that I’ve taken everything from you that I possibly can! It didn’t happen at Spring Thing, Fella, but it’s GOING to happen, and there is NOTHING that you, or ANYONE, can do about it! (Brian Bowers regains his composure. Shin Jun Rui is being booed out of the arena.) Brian Bowers: And then, there’s Mike Torment. Torment, I had a realization at Wednesday Unleashed, and it was not a pleasant one. It shook me, Torment...it shook me to my very CORE. What I realized made me question everything I am, everything I’ve done, and everything I had planned to do. I have always defined myself in this business by the degree to which I can hurt other people. Physically, mentally, emotionally...there is no-one in this federation more capable, more experienced or more gifted when it comes to inflicting pain. Who I hurt is who I am, Torment...and seeing you on the mat, barely reacting as I dropped you square on your head with a brainbuster; seeing nothing more than convulsive twitches as I stomped you, kicked you, and beat the living hell out of you with a steel chair...that made me realize something, Torment. I don’t know if there’s anything I can do that will hurt you anymore. I don’t know if it is possible for me, or for anyone – not even your half-brother, the man who stands beside me in Shin Jun Rui and the ONLY man with as much, and possibly even MORE hatred for you as I have – to inflict more suffering on you than you have experienced already. I don’t even know how much pain you could even FEEL right now. And this has led me to question whether or not I’m really accomplishing anything with you. It is possible that I am not making any significant difference in my life, in your life, in the lives of Shin Jun Rui, or in the lives of anyone else by continuing to carry out my agenda against you. You’re so far gone that I can’t even justifiably say that I’m saving the SFWL from you...there is literally nothing left to save it from. I have to admit, I’m experiencing a crisis here...everything I’ve done to you in the past, and everything that I’ve planned to do to you since the formation of Shin Jun Rui, is starting to seem insignificant in the big picture. That is why, Torment, I will not be getting involved in your match tonight. I don’t know if there’s anything that could be accomplished by me doing so. I need some time to think, to reconsider my course of action...to try and devise SOME way in which I can hurt you...SOME way in which Shin Jun Rui can break you outright. First and foremost, even though this may not be sufficient...even though you may not even REALIZE the damage that is being done to you...I am going to break down what remains of your body. In order to do this, I have requested a match between you and I for Wednesday Unleashed. The time between now and then will allow me to at least devise a strategy to cause you enough PHYSICAL pain that you are forced to, on SOME level, HOWEVER insignificant, feel it. That’s what I need right now. And beyond that…beyond that I don’t know. I don’t know if there is a way, and I don’t know if, even if that way DOES exist, it’s worth pursuing. Hopefully, something will be revealed to me this Wednesday. (Brian Bowers drops the mic and leaves the ring. He signals to the rest of Shin Jun Rui. They follow him out of the ring. The crowd is on their feet booing Shin Jun Rui. Shin Jun Rui exits through the service doors.) 121 They lock up. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre with the Liger Bomb. Quite a few boos are audible. Charlie Yin-yang insults the crowd. Quite a few boos are audible. Charlie Yin-yang attempts to place Sabre on the turnbuckle, but Sabre blocks it. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang is starting to get under the crowd's skin. Charlie Yin-yang kicks Sabre. Quite a few boos are audible. Charlie Yin-yang punches Sabre. The crowd is booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charlie Yin-yang takes Sabre down with the Niagara Driver. Charlie Yin-yang goes for the Swinging DDT, but Sabre blocks it. Sabre runs into the ropes. Sabre takes Charlie Yin-yang down with a high knee. Sabre mocks the crowd. The crowd is starting to get behind Sabre. Sabre whips Charlie Yin-yang into the turnbuckle. Sabre runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Charlie Yin-yang lifts his knee. Sabre begs off. Charlie Yin-yang executes the Schizophrenic Drop on Sabre. A wave of boos is going through the crowd. Charlie Yin-yang whips Sabre into the ropes, but Sabre reverses it. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre with a clothesline. Charlie Yin-yang insults the crowd. The crowd is booing Charlie Yin-yang. Sabre begs off. Charlie Yin-yang whips Sabre into the turnbuckle. Sabre begs off. Charlie Yin-yang attempts to place Sabre on the turnbuckle, but Sabre blocks it. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre with an Asai moonsault. Sabre begs off. Charlie Yin-yang runs into the ropes. Sabre hits Charlie Yin-yang with a shoulderblock. Sabre throws Charlie Yin-yang out of the ring. Sabre goes through the ropes. Sabre hits Charlie Yin-yang with a high knee. Sabre throws Charlie Yin-yang back into the ring. Sabre uses an armbar takedown on Charlie Yin-yang. Sabre uses an armbar takedown on Charlie Yin-yang. Sabre mocks the crowd. The crowd is starting to get behind Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang whips Sabre into the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-yang runs shoulder-first into the corner. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre with a springboard dropkick. Charlie Yin-yang whips Sabre into the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-yang runs shoulder-first into the corner. Charlie Yin-yang nails Sabre with a backspin DDT. Charlie Yin-yang is starting to get under the crowd's skin. Charlie Yin-yang insults the crowd. Quite a few boos are audible. Charlie Yin-yang nails Sabre with the Swinging DDT. Charlie Yin-yang is starting to get under the crowd's skin. Charlie Yin-yang hits a back heel kick on Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang throws Sabre out of the ring. Charlie Yin-yang goes through the ropes. Charlie Yin-yang hits Sabre with a back heel kick. Charlie Yin-yang executes a jumping DDT on Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang sets up a table. Charlie Yin-yang hits a Frankensteiner on Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang sets up Sabre on the table. Charlie Yin-yang executes an Asai moonsault through the table. The table didn't break. Charlie Yin-yang is handed a frying pan. Charlie Yin-yang hits him with the frying pan. Charlie Yin-yang insults the crowd. You can hear a few scattered fans booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charlie Yin-yang knocks Sabre into the ringsteps. Charlie Yin-yang chokes him with a frying pan. Charlie Yin-yang goes for a back heel kick, but Sabre counters it with a legsweep. Sabre knocks Charlie Yin-yang into the ringsteps. Sabre sets up Charlie Yin-yang on the table. Sabre tries to drive Charlie Yin-yang through the table with a belly-to-belly superplex, but he blocks it. Charlie Yin-yang is handed a road sign. Charlie Yin-yang hits him with the road sign. Charlie Yin-yang takes Sabre down with a backdrop driver. Charlie Yin-yang sets up Sabre on the table. Charlie Yin-yang executes Psycho Driver through the table. The table didn't break. You can hear a few scattered fans booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charlie Yin-yang whips Sabre into the guardrail. Charlie Yin-yang hits an Asai moonsault on Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang goes for a jumping DDT, but Sabre counters it with a small package. Sabre whips Charlie Yin-yang into the guardrail. Sabre goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Charlie Yin-yang counters it with a facerake. You can hear a few scattered fans booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charlie Yin-yang hits him with the road sign. A few fans are booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charlie Yin-yang throws Sabre back into the ring. Charlie Yin-yang executes the Schizophrenic Drop on Sabre. Charlie Yin-yang nails Sabre with a moonsault into an armdrag. Charlie Yin-yang insults the crowd. A few fans are booing Charlie Yin-yang. Charile Yin-Yang goes for a suplex on Sabre, but he counters it with an elbow smash. Charlie Yin-Yang punches Sabre. Charlie Yin-Yang sends Sabre into the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-Yang slides out of the ring. Charlie Yin-Yang tosses back the ring apron. Charlie Yin-Yang pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. Charlie Yin-Yang slides back into the ring. Sabre punches Charlie Yin-Yang. Sabre executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Charlie Yin-Yang. Sabre punches Charlie Yin-Yang. Sabre sets up the table. Sabre sets up Charlie Yin-Yang onto the table. Sabre climbs up on the turnbuckle. Sabre tries to hit Charlie Yin-Yang with a elbowdrop, but he moves out of the way. Sabre lands on the table. The table didn't break. Sabre is on the table. Charlie Yin-Yang goes to the corner. Charlie Yin-Yang climbs the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-Yang yells something to himself. Charlie Yin-Yang climbs down from the turnbuckle. Sabre is begining to stir. Charile Yin-Yang slaps himself. Charlie Yin-Yang climbs the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-Yang appears to be going for a moonsault. Charlie Yin-Yang attempts a moonsault, but doesn't let go fo the ropes. Charlie Yin-Yang yells soemthing at himself. Charlie Yin-Yang slaps himself again. Sabre is on his feet. Charlie Yin-Yang attempts a moonsault, but doesn't let go fo the ropes. Charlie Yin-Yang yells soemthing at himself. Sabre sprints toward the corner. Sabre grabs Charlie Yin-Yang. Sabre executes a belly to back superplex off the top rope through the table on Charlie Yin-Yang. The winner of the match is Sabre. Time 0:07:48 Sabre is handed the Extreme Title. Sabre climbs up on the turnbuckle holding the title. Charlie Yin-Yang tries to climb to his feet. Charlie Yin-Yang is nearly on his feet. Charlie Yin-Yang pulls Sabre off the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-Yang and Sabre are nose to nose. Charlie Yin-Yang says something to Sabre. Charlie Yin-Yang shakes hands with Sabre. The crowd cheers loudly. Charlie Yin-Yang raises Sabre's arm. Charlie Yin-Yang punches himself in the face. Charlie Yin-Yang grabs his own neck and begins choking himelf. Sabre looks at Charlie Yin-Yang confused. Charlie Yin-Yang is yelling at himself. Charlie Yin-yang yells something at Sabre. Sabre shruggs. Sabre begins to stomp on Charlie Yin-Yang. Charlie Yin-Yang is still choking himself. Charlie Yin-Yang begins to punch himself in the face. Charlie Yin-Yang gets to his feet. Charlie Yin-Yang runs into the ropes. Charlie Yin-Yang holds up his arm hitting himself in the chest. Sabre looks confused. Charlie Yin-Yang gets to his feet. Charlie Yin-Yang screams something at Sabre. Again, Sabre Shruggs. Sabre kicks Charlie yin-Yang in the stomach. Sabre executes the Ex-Caliber on Charlie Yin-Yang. Charlie Yin-Yang is out cold. Sabre looks down at Charlie Yin-Yang and shakes his head. Sabre grabs the Extreme Title and slides out of the ring. Sabre begins walking toward the back shaking his head. Charlie Yin-yang starts to get to his feet. Charlie Yin-yang has an evil pissed look on his face. Charlie Yin-yang asks for a mic. Yin-yang's AE: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??? Yin-yang: I told you we don't need the Extreme Title right now. Yin-yang's AE: SINCE WHEN DO YOU TELL ME WHAT I NEED??? YOU JUST SCREWED EVERYTHING UP!!!! YOU STUPID BAST**D!!! Charlie Yin-yang grabs himself by the back of the head and slams his head into the turnbuckle. Charlie Yin-yang throws himself out of the ring. Charlie Yin-yang picks up a chair and bashes himself in the face with it. Charlie Yin-yang picks up the tv camera chord and starts choking himself with it. Charlie Yin-yang sets up a table. Charlie Yin-yang climbs to the top rope. Charlie Yin-yang executes a 450 splash through the table. The table is broken in half. Kevin Cash runs down to the ring. Charlie Yin-yang starts repeatedly slamming his head into the announce table. Kevin Cash runs over and tries to calm Charlie Yin-yang down. Kevin Cash starts yelling something at Charlie Yin-yang. Kevin Cash helps Charlie Yin-yang to the backstage area. The fans don't know whether to laugh or boo. 142 They lock up. Sunder Ryan hits a handspring into a Frankensteiner on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan goes for a Frankensteiner, but Kamikaze counters it with a tiger driver. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Kamikaze is starting to get under the crowd's skin. Kamikaze leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Kamikaze sets up the chair. Kamikaze hits Sunder Ryan with a brain buster onto the chair. Danny Davis removes the chair from the ring. Kamikaze takes Sunder Ryan down with a flying cross body press. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Kamikaze hits Sunder Ryan with a brain buster. Quite a few boos are audible. Kamikaze hits a low blow on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze executes a spin kick on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze runs into the ropes. Sunder Ryan hits Kamikaze with an enzuigiri to the face. Sunder Ryan takes Kamikaze down with a slingshot splash. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Sunder Ryan goes for a fisherman suplex, but Kamikaze counters it with a small package. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Kamikaze takes Sunder Ryan down with a flying spinning leg lariat. Kamikaze goes for a flying side kick, but Sunder Ryan ducks out of the way. Sunder Ryan executes a moonsault into an armdrag on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan lifts his head and arms in the air and laughs. A small "Sunder Ryan" chant is being started. Sunder Ryan executes a legsweep faceslam on Kamikaze. The crowd is starting to get behind Sunder Ryan. Sunder Ryan lifts his head and arms in the air and laughs. The crowd is starting to get behind Sunder Ryan. Sunder Ryan whips Kamikaze into the turnbuckle, but Kamikaze reverses it. Kamikaze runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Sunder Ryan moves out of the way. Sunder Ryan takes Kamikaze down with a fisherman suplex. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Sunder Ryan goes for flying headscissors, but Kamikaze throws him off. Kamikaze leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Kamikaze runs into the ropes and springs off the chair. Kamikaze executes a spin kick on Sunder Ryan. Danny Davis removes the chair from the ring. Kamikaze nails Sunder Ryan with the Vandaminator. Quite a few boos are audible. Kamikaze whips Sunder Ryan into the ropes. Kamikaze takes Sunder Ryan down with a legsweep. Kamikaze takes Sunder Ryan down with the Thunder Fire Powerbomb. Danny Davis counts: One, two, shoulder up. Kamikaze executes a legsweep on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze goes for a fisherman suplex, but Sunder Ryan counters it with a small package. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Sunder Ryan uses a moonsault into an armdrag on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan is going for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, shoulder up. Kamikaze uses a Northern Lights suplex on Sunder Ryan. Danny Davis counts: One, two, kickout. Kamikaze nails Sunder Ryan with a fisherman buster. Quite a few boos are audible. Kamikaze leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Kamikaze sets up the chair. Kamikaze nails Sunder Ryan with a Cradle DDT onto the chair. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Kamikaze executes the Dead Issue on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze goes for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Kamikaze hits a kick to the midsection on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze chops Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze hits Sunder Ryan. Quite a few boos are audible. Sunder Ryan chops Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan goes for a legsweep faceslam, but Kamikaze counters it with a faceslam. Kamikaze runs into the ropes and springs off the chair. Kamikaze hits a somersault senton on Sunder Ryan. Quite a few boos are audible. Danny Davis removes the chair from the ring. Kamikaze goes for a fisherman suplex, but Sunder Ryan blocks it. Sunder Ryan takes Kamikaze down with a koppo kick. Sunder Ryan uses a spinwheel kick to the back of the head on Kamikaze. You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Sunder Ryan. Sunder Ryan uses a flying lariat on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan whips Kamikaze into the ropes. Sunder Ryan executes a koppo kick on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan attempts to place Kamikaze on the turnbuckle, but Kamikaze blocks it. Sunder Ryan nails Kamikaze with a springboard rana. A few fans are cheering on Sunder Ryan. Sunder Ryan hits Kamikaze with a twisting moonsault. Danny Davis counts: One, kickout. Sunder Ryan goes for a handspring moonsault, but Kamikaze gets his knees up. Kamikaze nails Sunder Ryan with the Vandaminator. Kamikaze goes for 450 Splash, but Sunder Ryan blocks it. Sunder Ryan goes for a rana, but Kamikaze counters it with a tiger driver. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up. Kamikaze is starting to get under the crowd's skin. Kamikaze leaves the ring. He returns with television cable. Kamikaze goes for an elbowdrop, but Sunder Ryan rolls out of the way. Sunder Ryan is going for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, shoulder up. Sunder Ryan places Kamikaze on the turnbuckle. Sunder Ryan hits a top-rope power bomb on Kamikaze. The crowd is starting to get behind Sunder Ryan. Sunder Ryan hits flying headscissors on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan nails Kamikaze with flying headscissors. Sunder Ryan places Kamikaze on the turnbuckle. Sunder Ryan uses a top-rope Frankensteiner on Kamikaze. A small "Sunder Ryan" chant is being started. Dylan Pierce hops the guardrail, coming through the crowd, carrying a sledghammer. Ann1: And there he is! Only this time he has a sledgehammer with him! Ann2: My question: Is he going to attack Ryan or Kamikaze? Amy climbs into the ring behind Kaimikaze. Kamikaze starts shouting at Amy to leave. Ann1: I don't like this setup at all! Dylan Pierce slides into the ring. Kamikaze turns around, and is met with a sledgehammer to the midsection. The crowd erupts into a chorus of boo's. Ann2: Pierce just NAILED Kazi with a devastating shot to the midsection! Sunder Ryan is starting to come around, but doesn't seem to know what happened. Dylan Pierce executes the Cardinal Sin on Kamikaze. Ann1: CARDINAL SIN!! Cardinal Sin on Kazi!! Dylan Pierce slides out of the ring, and heads up the ramp with Amy, stopping just in front of the BinstockTron. Danny Davis is back on the job. Sunder Ryan slowly gets to his feet. Sunder Ryan looks at Kamikaze, confused, and then looks around. Ann2: Ryan has NO CLUE what just happened!! Sunder Ryan shakes his head after he doesn't see anything, and climbs to the turnbuckle. Sunder Ryan gives the sign for The Light. Sunder Ryan executes The Light on Kamikaze. Sunder Ryan places Kamikaze on the turnbuckle. Sunder Ryan takes Kamikaze down with a reverse top rope Frankensteiner. Kamikaze whips Sunder Ryan into the ropes. Kamikaze nails Sunder Ryan with a stiff punch. Ann#1: Whoa... Open the hands... That was a closed fist! Kamikaze grabs Sunder Ryan by the hair. Kamikaze stares at the crowd. He begins to laugh. Ann#2: What's so funny? Does someone have a booger hanging out of their nose? Kamikaze climbs to the second turnbuckle. Kamikaze sets Sunder Ryan up for a powerbomb. Ann#1: Holy crap! He's setting him up for the Best Damn Bomb! Ann#2: And why shouldn't he? He is the "Best Damn!" there is! Kamikaze drives Sunder Ryan down to the mat with the Best Damn Bomb. "Back In Black" begins to play. Kent McKnight, wearing his "Best Damn" t-shirt, jeans and Nikes, runs down to the ring. Kamikaze turns his back on Sunder Ryan. Kamikaze launches himself over the top rope. Kamikaze nails Kent McKnight with a flying fore arm smash. Ann#2: He knocked McKnight into next Tuesday with that shot! Look, it even knocked his hair off. Ann#1: Hair??? Kamikaze looks at the black wig. He grabs Kent McKnight, only to find out it's Ewol Crenshaw. Voice: Looking for me? Kamikaze turns around, and is nailed in the face with a baseball bat. It's the real Kent McKnight. Kent McKnight repeatedly nails Kamikaze with the baseball bat. Ann#1: Kent McKnight just pulled the decoy gag on Kamikaze! Ann#2: Ewol is sure getting a lot of air time lately. Kent McKnight rolls the lifeless Kamikaze into the ring. Kent McKnight rolls into the ring. Kent McKnight places Kamikaze in the corner. Kent McKnight grabs Sunder Ryan, and drags him into the same corner. Kent McKnight drags Sunder Ryan all the way to the top rope. Kent McKnight gives the sign for the Best Damn Bomb. Ann#2: He wouldn't! This wouldn't be fair! Ann#1: It looks like Kent is going to drive the point home to both Kamikaze and Sunder Ryan! Kent McKnight executes the Best Damn Bomb on Sunder Ryan. Both men land on Kamikaze. Kent McKnight drapes Sunder Ryan's right arm over Kamikaze. Ann#2: Not this way! Kazi has been screwed! Danny Davis counts: One, two, three. The winner is Sunder Ryan. Time of match 0:09:13 Kent McKnight has a very pleased look on his face as he stares at both men. Kent McKnight leaves the ringside area smiling. Kamikaze isn’t moving. Sunder Ryan rolls over onto his back and starts shaking his head, trying to clear it. Robespierre runs out from the back. Robespierre tackles Sunder Ryan from behind. Robespierre stomps Sunder Ryan in the groin. Robespierre executes the Guillotine. Sunder Ryan is wrenching in pain. Robespierre releases the hold after 45 seconds. Sunder Ryan is out. Robespierre has the mic. Robespierre: You know no shame Ryan! You say that I am a stepping stone! HA. If it weren't for Dylan Pierce, I WOULD be the Cruiserweight champion. No you dastardly Englishman, I am much more than a stepping stone. I am a walking REVOLUTION and you WILL learn to respect that. Sunder Ryan has risen to his knees. Robespierre nails him with a superkick. Robespierre leaves the ring and returns to the back. ANON: THREE people all interrupting in that Cruiserweight Title match! JOHN DOE: We certainly have FIVE top SFWL Cruiserweight Superstars wanting to be known as the best! "Renegade" by Jay-Z & eminem begins playing over the PA. Micheal Torment and Freebird turn to the entrance ramp to see who's coming out. Once the opening is finished and Jay-z starts the first verse the arena lights go out and a spotlight appears on the stage. After a few seconds Ash walks out on stage to a somewhat mixed reaction. Ash is wearing a yellow tommy shirt with navy blue tommy jeans and a yellow bandanna around his head with his hair in cornrows. Ash has a mic in hand, he looks down at the ring until the lights turn back on. Ash holds the mic up to speak. Ash: A few months roll by, and once again Ash is making a triumphant return to the SFWL. (Micheal Torment and Freebird both look less than impressed) Ash: Where I've been doesn't matter, what matters is a lot has changed since I was last here. All this time Pro, you were Torments brother. I didn't see that one coming. (Micheal Torment looks on a bit impatient) Ash: I know your wondering why i'm out here, from the look on your face I think i'm wasting your time. I'm out here just to give you a little message. I may not be a bastard anymore, me and Mike Torment may not be working together, but you and I have a date in the near future, you see, before I took some time off, I was on a quest of some sorts to become the Intercontinental champion. I plan to start where I left off...which means your the one I have to get to. That title is what I want and thats what i'm going to get. (Micheal Torment continues to give the same impatient look. You can read his lips saying are you done) Ash: Am I done? No Pro, I'm not done yet, I won't be done until that gold that you've been carrying around rests itself across my shoulder. I'm still Ash Damn it! I'm coming Pro...get ready. (Ash drops the mic and walks off the stage. Micheal Torment watches Ash leave then turns his attention back to his present match) 72 They lock up. Michael Torment runs into the ropes. Freebird hits Michael Torment with a sidewalk slam. Freebird goes for an inverted DDT, but Michael Torment blocks it. Michael Torment whips Freebird into the ropes, but Freebird reverses it. Freebird misses with a clothesline. Michael Torment hits Freebird with a kick. Michael Torment takes Freebird down with a vertical suplex. Michael Torment uses a DDT on Freebird. Michael Torment goes for the Professional Courtesy, but Freebird counters it with a snap suplex. Freebird takes Michael Torment down with a kick to the groin. Freebird executes a pumphandle slam on Michael Torment. A small "Freebird" chant is being started. Freebird uses a pumphandle slam on Michael Torment. Freebird is getting a good reaction from the crowd. Freebird uses a gutwrench suplex on Michael Torment. Danny Davis counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Freebird goes for a faceslam, but Michael Torment blocks it. Michael Torment punches Freebird. The crowd is booing Michael Torment. Michael Torment chops Freebird. A wave of boos is going through the crowd. Michael Torment kicks Freebird. Michael Torment hits an inverted DDT on Freebird. Michael Torment nails Freebird with a double-arm DDT. Michael Torment hits a double-arm DDT on Freebird. Michael Torment takes Freebird down with a vertical suplex. Michael Torment is being booed like there is no tomorrow. Michael Torment uses a back suplex on Freebird. Michael Torment uses a backspin DDT on Freebird. Michael Torment whips Freebird into the ropes, but Freebird reverses it. Michael Torment goes for a backspin DDT, but Freebird counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex. In turn, Michael Torment counters it with a facerake. Michael Torment goes for a brain buster, but Freebird blocks it. Freebird throws Michael Torment out of the ring. Freebird jumps onto him with Asai moonsault. Freebird is handed a road sign. Freebird hits him with the road sign. Freebird hits a DDT on Michael Torment. They're brawling inside the ring area. Freebird executes the Brickyard Blues on Michael Torment on the concrete floor. The crowd is going crazy. Freebird uses a Samoan Drop on Michael Torment. Freebird reenters the ring. Michael Torment follows him back in. Michael Torment begs off. Freebird whips Michael Torment into the ropes. Michael Torment misses with a clothesline. Michael Torment hits Freebird with a backspin DDT. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Michael Torment executes the Professional Courtesy on Freebird. Michael Torment goes for the pin. Danny Davis counts: One, two, three. The ring is quickly filling up with debris. The winner is Michael Torment. Time of match: 0:03:20 Cut back to The Future's dressing room. Mike Torment is sitting on the couch drinking out of his flask. Chris Steele and Rich T Boy are seemingly calm but keeping a close eye on Mike Torment. There's a knock at the door and an SFWL official steps through. OFFICIAL: "Mr Steele, this is your 3 minute call for your match with Mike Tor...oh!" The official notices Mike Torment pouring the remainder of the flask down his throat. OFFICIAL: *nodding at Steele* "You can get him to the ring right? Don't start 'til you get in there though!" Chris Steele sighs. STEELE: "No probs, I'll make sure he gets to the ring...He's a wreck...." The official nods again and leaves, closing the door behind him. Chris Steele quickly ties his "24/7" bandana around his head, grabs his Oakleys and walks over to Mike Torment. Chris Steele takes the empty flask from Mike Torment and helps him to his feet. TORMENT: *woozily* "Where are we going Kent? Are you taking me to see Heather?" STEELE: *sighing* "No Mike, we're going out to the ring...It's Extreme Saturday remember!" TORMENT: "Am...am I mak...making an appearance for my *hiccups* fans? Get the choir sing...singers, get the sedan bearers...Your god *hic* is COOOOOOMING!" Mike Torment heads for the door, arms waving, Chris Steele supporting His arm and shaking his head. CUT TO RINGSIDE Ann 1: This is awful to see...Mike Torment a drunken shadow of his former self! Ann 2: At least out of all the wrestlers dressing rooms he could have stumbled into, he stumbled into Steele's! Although they've got a match against each other next, at least Steele can be trusted to play by the rules, more than someone like Paine or Michael Torment who would more have likely left Torment lying, bleeding by now! Ann 1: Well here they come! All the lights in the arena go out. Green laser stencils "The Future" in the ring. "Block Rockin Beats" by Chemical Brothers starts to play. The crowd erupts as the Jumbotron flickers into life Counting down...5...4...3...2...1... "Block Rockin Beats" explodes into life as green pyro explodes from around the Jumbotron, down the ramp and from the turnbuckles. Green strobing fills the arena. A single white spotlight picks out a figure at the top of the ramp, clothed completely in white, his arms up in the air. The crowd starts the "Steele, Steele" chants as Chris Steele lowers his arms. He's wearing baggy white Freeze 'pants' and a tight white longsleeved top. His silver Oakleys over his eyes and his white "24/7" bandana on his head. Ann 1: Steele dressed completely in white for the third week running! Ann 2: Not many people can pull white off but Steele can...It's not hard to tell who the 'good' guy is now! Chris Steele walks down the ramp, high-fiving the fans but with a slightly distant and disgruntled look in his face. We can see the strapping underneath his top over his shoulder. Chris Steele slides into the ring and jumps up onto the turnbuckle with his arms in the air as the crowd erupt into deafening cheers. Ann 2: Chris Steele definitely the darling of the SFWL...especially After those FOUR 24/7s in Brian Bowers in a ROW at Spring Thing! Ann 1: It was great to see Steele beat Bowers fair and square! Beethoven’s ninth symphony begins to play as red, white and blue pyro bursts from the entranceway. Mike Torment staggers out onto the ramp. The crowd starts to cheer loudly but stop and hold a strange silence. Mike Torment turns to go back up the ramp but an SFWL official points Mike Torment in the right direction. Mike Torment staggers slowly down the ramp, arms in the air and his eyes glazed. Ann 1: This is shocking, it's saddening and it's painful to watch! Ann 2: Mike Torment has been through SO much in the last few weeks, losing Heather and his father, being beaten to a pulp by a heartless brother at Spring Thing and being beaten in a couple of minutes by Paine on Wednesday! Ann 1: And yet his mind is in oblivion, he's drinking himself into a stupor... Mike Torment half-falls into the ring. Ann 2: For fans of Elle Phillips she won't be out tonight as a sign of respect for Heather. It's just Steele and Torment... Mike Torment regains his feet and eyes Chris Steele. Mike Torment looks around the ring. TORMENT: I don’t know what you did with her Kent but this isn’t fu... fu... funny. (Torment almost falls down but catches him self on the ropes.) First let me beat you for the world title then we go back to the bus… Mike Torment swings at Chris Steele but misses. Mike Torment swings at Chris Steele but Chris Steele easily ducks. Chris Steele punches Mike Torment. Chris Steele punches Mike Torment. Ann 1: This looks to be another humiliating defeat for Mike Torment tonight! Ann 2: Why the hell are these fights sanctioned anyway?! Mike Torment tries to headbutt Chris Steele but Chris Steele moves out the way. Mike Torment tries to dropkick Chris Steele but falls on the mat. The crowd is still strangely hushed. Chris Steele slowly picks up Mike Torment. Chris Steele whips Mike Torment into the ropes. Mike Torment falls over in an undignified heap, sobbing on the floor. Chris Steele walks over to Mike Torment. Chris Steele goes for the stomp but pauses. Ann 1: This match just SHOULDN'T be taking place! Please just pin him quickly Chris, let it be over! Chris Steele shakes his head in disbelief. Chris Steele runs his hand through his hair in frustration. Mike Torment is sprawled out, crying like a baby. Ann 2: From SFWL god to...to this..... Chris Steele calls for a mic. STEELE: "Screw this for a laugh...Who called this match?! WHO THE HELL DECIDED THAT I SHOULD TAKE ON MIKE TORMENT TONIGHT?!" The crowd are silent. STEELE: "DO THEY HAVE NO INTELLIGENCE AND NO HEART?!" Still silence. STEELE: "Look at this man?! LOOK AT HIM! What do I have to prove tonight?! That I can give a beating to a guy who can't even stand up straight?! Who's been through so much pain already? Who came into OUR dressing room and thought I was Kent McKnight?! WHAT'S THE POINT?!" The crowd starts applauding. Ann 1: The crowd happy to see this match mercifully over before it even starts! STEELE: "Get him out of here, get him out of my sight...I ain't gonna fight him....I'm not Michael Torment or Paine...men who'd sell THEIR OWN MOTHERS for the SFWL Title! I'm here for pride, and I'm not gonna get that fighting Mike Torment tonight!" Ann 2: Well it's true, but not exactly well put! STEELE: "I'm here to prove that I'm the best wrestler in the WORLD, and I ain't gonna prove THAT by fighting Mike Torment right now! So clean him up and then we can finish with this mess..." John Falcon runs down the ramp to sporadic applause and pulls the sobbing Mike Torment to his feet. John Falcon helps Mike Torment back up the ramp. The crowd is standing, silently. Chris Steele spikes the mic and walks up behind them, shaking his head in disbelief. Ann 1: Chris Steele deciding enough's enough and I think he was right for that! Ann 2: Definitely! Steele gave the crowd EXACTLY what they wanted tonight, but completely destroyed Mike Torment at the same time! I remember there used to be a time when fighting Mike Torment was what EVERY wrestler wanted to do to bring them to the TOP of the SFWL ladder! The match is a No Contest. 196 They lock up. Steve Fella nails Wolf with a dragon suplex. James Beard counts: One, two, shoulder up. Steve Fella nails Wolf with a stun gun. The crowd is starting to get behind Steve Fella. Steve Fella hits a Vader attack on Wolf. Steve Fella runs into the ropes. Wolf goes for an inverted DDT, but Steve Fella blocks it. Steve Fella uses a double underhook backbreaker on Wolf. A small "Steve Fella" chant is being started. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a piledriver. Steve Fella takes Wolf down with a dragon suplex. James Beard counts: One, kickout. Steve Fella uses a frog splash on Wolf. James Beard counts: One, two, kickout. Steve Fella uses a piledriver on Wolf. Steve Fella throws Wolf out of the ring. Steve Fella goes through the ropes. Steve Fella goes for an Asai moonsault, but Wolf counters it with a running powerslam. Quite a few boos are audible. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a backspin DDT. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a moonsault. Wolf reenters the ring. Steve Fella follows him back in. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a frog splash. James Beard counts: One, two, kickout. Wolf catches Steve Fella in a Texas Cloverleaf. Steve Fella tries to escape the hold. Steve Fella reaches the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the ropes, but Steve Fella reverses it. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a clothesline. Steve Fella raises his arms and shouts. The crowd is starting to get behind Steve Fella. Steve Fella goes for a Death Valley Driver, but Wolf counters it with a crucifix . James Beard counts: One, two, shoulder up. Wolf nails Steve Fella with a belly-to-back suplex. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the turnbuckle, but Steve Fella reverses it. Steve Fella charges into the corner. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a brain buster. The crowd is cheering on Steve Fella. Steve Fella nails Wolf with a stun gun. Steve Fella executes a front-layout superplex on Wolf. Steve Fella is getting a good reaction from the crowd. Wolf begs off. Steve Fella executes a backdrop driver on Wolf. The crowd is cheering on Steve Fella. Steve Fella puts Wolf in a dragon sleeper. Wolf reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds. Steve Fella executes the Redemption on Wolf. Steve Fella goes for the pin. James Beard counts: One, two, in the ropes... Steve Fella catches Wolf in a figure-four leglock. Wolf is valiantly trying to break the hold. Steve Fella lets go after 11 seconds. Steve Fella goes for a dragon sleeper, but Wolf counters it with a kick to the head. Wolf is going for the pin. James Beard counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Wolf goes for a backspin DDT, but Steve Fella blocks it. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a double underhook backbreaker. The crowd is going crazy. Steve Fella runs into the ropes. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a shoulderblock. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a flying senton. James Beard counts: One, shoulder up. Wolf goes for a jack-knife power bomb, but Steve Fella blocks it. Steve Fella gives him the Splash Mountain, but Wolf only stares at him. Steve Fella chops Wolf. The chants for Steve Fella are deafening. Steve Fella chops Wolf. The chants for Steve Fella are deafening. Wolf kicks Steve Fella. Wolf kicks Steve Fella. A fan at ringside badmouths Wolf. Wolf chops Steve Fella. Wolf is eliciting a sizable round of boos. Steve Fella chops Wolf. The crowd is going into a frenzy. Wolf punches Steve Fella. Wolf chops Steve Fella. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Wolf takes Steve Fella down with an elbowsmash. Wolf nails Steve Fella with a low blow. Wolf executes the Devastator on Steve Fella. Wolf is being booed like there is no tomorrow. Wolf goes for the pin. James Beard counts: One, two, in the ropes... Wolf whips Steve Fella into the turnbuckle, but Steve Fella reverses it. Steve Fella charges into the corner. Steve Fella hits a dragon suplex on Wolf. James Beard counts: One, two, thr... kickout. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a Tombstone. Steve Fella executes the Splash Mountain on Wolf. James Beard counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up. Steve Fella whips Wolf into the ropes. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a shoulderblock. Wolf goes for a scorpion deathlock, but Steve Fella blocks it. Steve Fella goes for a DDT, but Wolf counters it with a small package. James Beard counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up. Wolf hits a superkick on Steve Fella. Wolf locks Steve Fella in a Texas Cloverleaf. Steve Fella reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds. Steve Fella goes for a piledriver, but Wolf blocks it. Wolf nails Steve Fella with a Northern Lights bomb. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Wolf hits Steve Fella with rolling clothesline. Wolf leaves the ring. He returns with a chair. Wolf sets up the chair. Wolf takes Steve Fella down with a belly-to-back suplex onto the chair. Wolf sets up the chair. Wolf hits Steve Fella with a belly-to-back suplex onto the chair. Wolf runs into the ropes. Steve Fella hits Wolf with a clothesline. Wolf falls out of the ring. Steve Fella goes through the ropes. Steve Fella whips Wolf into the guardrail. Steve Fella sets up the chair. Steve Fella goes for a brain buster, but Wolf counters it with a vertical suplex . They're brawling inside the ring area. K8E comes from behind, but Wolf nails K8E. Steve Fella sets up a table. Steve Fella sets up Wolf on the table. Steve Fella executes a Tombstone through the table. The table didn't break. Steve Fella whips Wolf into the guardrail. Steve Fella sets up Wolf on the table. Steve Fella tries to drive Wolf through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the guardrail. Wolf goes for a flying senton, but Steve Fella rolls out of the way. Steve Fella gives him a belly-to-belly suplex, but Wolf doesn't even care. Steve Fella whips Wolf into the guardrail. They're brawling inside the ring area. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the guardrail. They're brawling inside the ring area. Wolf goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Steve Fella counters it with a bulldog . Steve Fella raises his arms and shouts. The crowd is on its feet cheering for Steve Fella. Steve Fella knocks Wolf into the ringsteps. The crowd is giving Steve Fella a standing ovation. Steve Fella sets up Wolf on the table. Steve Fella executes a Tombstone through the table. The table didn't break. The crowd is going into a frenzy. Steve Fella whips Wolf into the guardrail. Steve Fella hits Wolf with an Asai moonsault. Steve Fella sets up Wolf on the table. Steve Fella tries to drive Wolf through the table with a backdrop driver, but he moves out of the way. The table didn't break. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the guardrail. Wolf sets up the chair. Wolf goes for a Northern Lights bomb, but Steve Fella counters it with a facerake. Steve Fella goes for a double underhook piledriver, but Wolf blocks it. JTG comes from behind, but Steve Fella nails JTG. Wolf uses a double arm DDT on Steve Fella. Wolf whips Steve Fella into the guardrail. Wolf throws Steve Fella back into the ring. Wolf executes the Devastator on Steve Fella. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Wolf goes for the pin. James Beard counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up. Wolf uses an elbowsmash on Steve Fella. Wolf takes Steve Fella down with a low blow. James Beard removes the chair from the ring. Steve Fella executes a low blow. The crowd is going into a frenzy. Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid run down to the ring. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Brian Bowers grabs a chair from ringside. Wayne Reid grabs the ring bell. Both men enter the ring. Wayne Reid levels Wolf with the ring bell. Wayne Reid hits Wolf with the ring bell. Wayne Reid hits Wolf with the ring bell. Wolf is a bloody mess. The crowd is booing Wayne Reid. The occasional cheer for him can still be heard, though. Ann #1: Unbelievable! They're out here AGAIN! Shin Jun Rui are determined to ruin EVERY main event we have! Wayne Reid executes a series of mounted punches on Wolf. Brian Bowers takes a swing at Steve Fella with the chair, but Steve Fella ducks out of the way. Ann #2: Fella ducks the chairshot! Steve Fella takes Brian Bowers down with a single-leghook. Ann #1: And he takes Bowers down! Steve Fella picks up the chair. Steve Fella hits Brian Bowers with the chair. Steve Fella hits an elbowdrop on Brian Bowers. Steve Fella hits an elbowdrop on Brian Bowers. The fans are wildly cheering Steve Fella. Wayne Reid presses Wolf over his head. The fans are wildly booing Wayne Reid with only a few scattered cheers audible. Wayne Reid throws Wolf out of the ring. Wolf collides with the guardrail. Ann #2: Wolf sent out of the ring the hard way! Ann #1: He hit the guardrail, and he nearly landed on it on his jaw! We almost had a Sabu moment right there! Wolf is out cold. K8E gets up onto the ring apron, but Wayne Reid hits her with the ring bell. K8E falls off the ring apron. The few scattered cheers for Wayne Reid are long gone. Steve Fella goes for a piledriver on Brian Bowers, but Wayne Reid clips Steve Fella’s knee out with the ring bell. Ann #2: And now it’s two-on-one...the only time you’ll ever see Shin Jun Rui doing ANYTHING but turning tail and running! James Beard is calling for the bell. Wayne Reid obliges, ringing the bell against the chair. The match is a no-contest. Time of match: 0:10:02 Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid execute a double kneesmash into the mat on Steve Fella. Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid execute a double kneesmash into the mat on Steve Fella. Brian Bowers slides the chair under Steve Fella’s knee. Ann #1: This is too much! They’re trying to end Fella’s career! Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid execute a double kneesmash into the chair on Steve Fella. Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid execute a double kneesmash into the chair on Steve Fella. The decibel level in the building is unbelievable. Steve Fella is trying to fight them off. Brian Bowers and Wayne Reid are being booed out of the building. Brian Bowers catches Steve Fella in a leg grapevine. Steve Fella is writhing in pain. Wayne Reid tilts Steve Fella's head up toward the Jumbotron, which cuts to a feed of the backstage area, where Kate Elliot, Michael Torment and Onslaught are in the process of beating down Extreme Machine and the Extreme Machine Marching Band. The boos for Shin Jun Rui are deafening. Shawn Bryant chokeslams the drummer through his own drum. Michael Torment executes a jumping DDT on Extreme Machine. Dylan Pierce levels the trombone player with a spinning heel kick. Kate Elliot drops the trumpet player with a low blow/kneelift combo. Shawn Bryant bails Extreme Machine into the wall. Dylan Pierce and Kate Elliot execute a series of stomps on the drummer. Michael Torment executes a front-layout suplex on Extreme Machine. The four of them run out of frame, leaving Extreme Machine and the Extreme Machine Marching Band sprawled on the floor amid destroyed instruments. After a few seconds, the Jumbotron cuts out. Ann #1: And there won’t be any help coming for Steve Fella, as Shin Jun Rui have left Extreme Machine laying! Ann #2: This is truly sick! All the marching band did was play a few notes as Brian Bowers left the ring area, and he had his goons assault them! Ann #1: They’re not even wrestlers, they’re just musicians! Brian Bowers has lost his damn mind! Brian Bowers grabs the chair. Brian Bowers drives the chair down into Steve Fella’s knee. The ring is rapidly filling up with debris. Brian Bowers closes the chair over Steve Fella’s knee. Security is restraining some fans from charging the ring. Brian Bowers climbs to the second rope and positions himself for an elbowdrop. Brian Bowers appears to change his mind and steps down. Brian Bowers points at Wayne Reid, then at the turnbuckle. Brian Bowers gives a “DESTROY!” command. The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos. Wayne Reid climbs up onto the second turnbuckle. The rest of Shin Jun Rui emerges from the entryway. Dylan Pierce is carrying a box. As the rest of Shin Jun Rui apporaches the ring, Wayne Reid executes the Northern Exposure onto the chair on Steve Fella. Steve Fella yells out in pain. Wayne Reid sits on Steve Fella’s legs as the rest of Shin Jun Rui enters the ring. Steve Fella is on the verge of blacking out. Brian Bowers calls for a microphone. Brian Bowers: Enemies or not, Steve, this is a special occasion...so we all chipped in and got you a little something. Pierce? Dylan Pierce hands Brian Bowers the box. Brian Bowers holds it in front of Steve Fella’s face and takes the lid off. It’s a rattan Singapore-style cane, complete with white athletic tape on the grip, shaped into a walking-cane. Ann #2: Brian Bowers just mocking Steve Fella now! He may have inflicted career-ending damage on that knee, and now he’s MOCKING him! Brian Bowers: I think this is more your speed now, Fella...just a reminder of your time in the SFWL, AND a reminder of who ended it. Brian Bowers leaves the cane on the mat. Brian Bowers signals to Shin Jun Rui. Wayne Reid gets up, taking the badly damaged chair with him. All of Shin Jun Rui, save for Brian Bowers, take up positions on the sides of the ring to prevent anyone coming to Steve Fella’s aid. Shin Jun Rui are being pelted with obscenities and debris. Steve Fella can’t even stand up. Brian Bowers leaves the ring. Brian Bowers looks for something underneath the ring. He finds a bottle of Rosinol. Ann #1: No! NOT after all that! He CAN’T! Brian Bowers re-enters the ring. Brian Bowers douses Steve Fella with Rosinol. Brian Bowers throws the bottle aside. Kate Elliot throws something to Brian Bowers. It’s a small box of cheap birthday candles. Brian Bowers scatters a handful of candles over Steve Fella. Brian Bowers pulls a lighter out of his boot. A massive “fuck off and die” chant is being directed at Brian Bowers. Brian Bowers lights one of the remaining birthday candles Brian Bowers picks up the microphone. Brian Bowers: Many happy returns, fuckwit. Brian Bowers uses the birthday candle to set Steve Fella on fire. The crowd gasps in unison. Steve Fella, thrashing on the mat, smothers the flames. Shin Jun Rui leave the ring to deafening boos as the SFWL copyright information is displayed and the scene fades to black. _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.com