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Location: Washington, DC Arena: MCI Center aka "Phonebooth"
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Fireworks explode outside the MCI Center, as close to one hundred thousand came to see the fireworks extravaganza that would open up the return of the UWF at the Phonebooth in the nations capital. The show itself sold out in just under seven hours, and with a packed house close to 50,000 screaming fans, and one special section that remains empty even at the start of the show, with a sign that says, 'Cult Section'.
Jorge: Well it's nice to actually be sitting in an announce chair, and then I look next to me and see that fat tub of lard.
Mike: Fat? You look an overgrown version of the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Let's just call the action, it's been nearly six months since the last UWF event. With such a huge show in the making, let's try and have fun.
Jorge: Fun you say? I'll have fun when they fire your dumb ass and get some hot attractive piece of ass here to replace you. Then and only then will I be happy.
Mike: We are going to get a speech from the President of the UWF before the opening bout, so here he comes, with his lovely assistant.
Mark Kelley and his assistant, Alexia, take their time getting to the ring, as they step through the ropes, the crowd gives them a big ovation. Mark has a mic, and is wearing a Sex and Violence t-shirt, from his days of being a multiple time World Tag Team Champion.
President: What a night we have in store for the fans of DC. One of the best venues in the United States, the Phonebooth. Speaking of Phonebooths, I stopped by one tonight and I had an epidemic thought process. That's what my doctor told me to call it, so deal with it. Tonight I'm going to enhance every single match, I'm going to add some excitement to Independence Day Massacre, because a PPV should be completely unmatchable, except by the next PPV. So tonight from top to bottom, this will be one hell of a night. First the TV Title will be decided not in a normal match, no way. Steve Stryker and Charles McMurray will do battle in a falls count anywhere but the ring match. That's right, the ring is the only safe haven allowed. Both first round World Title Matches will be Tables Matches, and to win, you must crash him through, and then get the pinfall. The Hardcore Title Match will be my infamous, yes bring it out boys.
Two groups of men with some effort, bring two enourmous telephone booths to the stage, placing one on each end. They leave the stage, as Mark continues.
President: Pyscho and Sikamike will compete in a Phone Booth Match. I brought too, just in case one of them isn't quite able to do the deed. In case you forgot how it works, you have to stuff your opponent inside the Phonebooth, and shut the door. The US Number One Contenders Match will be a Four Corners Surprise match. In each corner of the ring, will be a box. Inside the box will either be the contract for the US title match, or a surprise. What you do with the surprise is up to the fighters. The US Title Match will be a Ladder Match, the Title will be ascended up, and a ladder will be the only means to get to it.
The crowd gets loud at the announcements, but he isn't quite finished just yet. He allows the crowd to settle back down before making the biggest announcement of them all.
President: The Main Event, the UWF World Heavyweight Title Match will be an Ultimate Tables Match, with a kicker. To win the title, you must complete the three requirements of an Ultimate Tables match, and then, and only then, get the pinfall or submission. Oh the three requirements, send your opponent through one table, two stacked tables, and then an inferno table, that's a table on fire. After you accomplish that task, then you must get the pinfall or submission. There must be a winner in this match, so outside interference will be unallowed, meaning I will make sure that those involved at neutralized. Good Luck gentlement, let the games begin.
His music plays as Mark Kelley and Alexia leave the ring and head to the back. She takes his arm and puts it around her, as they exit backstage.
Jorge: Can you believe this? He's extended the Ultimate Tables Matches that we enjoyed and added a new requirement.
Mike: I can't believe were going to see the very dangerous Phone Booth match. That one is his exclusive match for the UWF and he's going to have it tonight.
Jorge: I'm just stunned, I didn't expect this night to go down like this.
Mike: Neither did I, lets get the official introductions for the first match.
Steve Stryker VS Charles McMurray
Bodies by Drowning Pool plays as Steve makes his way to the ring, stopping to look at the TV title that the timekeeper is holding, and then slides into the ring, turning his attention to the entrance ramp.
Miller: His challenger, weighing in at 262 pounds, standing 6'4, from Fredicksburg, VA, Charles McMurray.
Charles McMurray comes out from backstage to cheers, surprising him. He starts toward the ring as "Narayan" by Prodigy plays. Stopping at the base of the ring, he just shakes his head at Steve.
Stryker attacks McMurray before he can even get into the ring, nailing him with a running knee slam to the side of the head as he was bending down to step through the ropes. Stryker runs up the corner, and nails him with a dropkick sending him to the floor. Steve grabs the top rope and catapults himself over the top and nails a splash on McMurray who was on the floor.
Mike: Stryker's nuts, that guy fits into the Maniac Scheme of things that the President has in store tonight.
Jorge: Steve is a former Heavyweight and Tag Team Champion here, the biggest veteran on the roster, and oldest, yet he still gets it done.
Steve gets up and lifts McMurray off the floor and rolls him into the ring. He climbs up, jumps up to the top rope springboarding off the top with a massive clothesline that again knocks McMurray down hard to the mat. Steve seeing this guy as nothing, lays on the mat and puts McMurray's arm across his chest. He counts one, then two, and kicks out laughingly.
Mike: What in the hell is he doing, has he lost it?
Jorge: He's mocking the UWF Staff, for not putting him in the World Title Tourney, and he knows he can't lose the match in the ring.
Steve does the pin and fake count again, and kicks out again, before giving the crowd that he is about done with this match. Steve lifts him up, and kicks him in the stomach, putting him in position for the cradle piledriver. McMurray lifts up with all his might, giving Steve a back body drop. McMurray bounces off the ropes drilling Steve with a running clothesline.
Jorge: McMurray with a flurry of offense.
Mike: You wrote that last night didn't you, just hoping you got to use it.
Jorge: Yeah, while I was banging your sister.
Mike: All 330 pounds of her, I bet you were.
McMurray picks Steve up by the hair, and pushes him into the ropes, where he delivers a huge chop across the chest. A host of oooohs from the crowd, cause McMurray to hit a second chop. McMurray whips Steve to the opposing corner, but Steve reverses it, and slips behind McMurray, hooking the waist and driving him into the mat with a German Suplex, he rolls and lifts for a second German suplex, and as he rolls for the third, McMurray hooks his legs inside of Steve with a cradle roll up, but the ref won't count.
Mike: Count ref, count, the great Stryker won't win tonight.
Jorge: You idiot pinfalls count anywhere but the ring, pay attention.
McMurray lets go and grabs the ref by the shirt. He pulls him close and yells at him as to why he refused to count. The ref is trying to explain the rules of the match, and seeing Steve bouncing off the ropes he bails out of the way, as Steve nails a dropkick to the back of McMurray's head, sending him up and over the top rope, his shoulder making contact with the apron on the way down. Steve stands up, mocking the crowd, as he leaves the ring and flips up the ring apron.
Mike: Looks like the McMurray Flurry has come to an end.
Jorge: I have that patented, refrain from using it.
Mike: You do, where's the paperwork?
Jorge: Up your sister's fat ass, you wanna get it?
Steve is looking under the ring, but finds nothing he wants to use. He comes around and sees that McMurray is holding his left shoulder, as Steve delivers a kick to the midsection, he takes the hurt shoulder, doing a go behind, and locking in a hammerlock. He then pushes McMurray into the steel railing, with his left shoulder leading. Fans plummet him with slaps to the back, and good wishes, but Steve just laughs. He pulls him up, turns him around, and gives him a solid right hand to the chin, then scoops and carries him to the top of the stage. There, he slams him down with a power slam on the hard stage top.
Jorge: This has been all Stryker, showing that he is still on top of his game.
Mike: If you say so, McMurray has been attacked before the opening bell, and like a pitbull, he's nonstop.
Stryker looks to the crowd, and he stands in front of McMurray who rolled over to his stomach. Steve helps him up, before pushing his head down, lifts his body, cradles the leg, and drives him into the metal stage with a cradle piledriver. Steve casually hooks the leg as the ref counts.
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Jorge: Steve did it, he is the new UWF Television Champion.
Mike: His finisher the Stryker Spyke a very devastating move, but on top of metal, a very brutal and dangerous move.
Jorge: Let's hear the official announcement.
Miller: The winner of the match, and New UWF Television Champion, Steve Stryker.
The ref hands him the title as Stryker heads backstage, but when he comes down the steps, he stops in his tracks. There are four men, and two women, all wearing black coven hooded robes. Steve glances at them all, wondering what in the hell is going on.
Steve: What the hell do you want? There are six of you, and it would be hard, but fun as hell, shall we dance?
A large black bag comes down from behind him, covering his entire body, he drops the TV Title to the floor, as they all start beating him with what looks like wooden branches from trees. Two of the men tie the bag off at the feet, as the group lifts him up, the two men from behind and the six others, carry Steve away from steps and towards the back exit of the building. As the camera pans back, two arms with several tatoos, reaches out and picks up the UWF TV title, and then the arms dissappear.
Mike: Excellent, no more Stryker, it's about time someone gets rid of that old man.
Jorge: He's been abducted, why else would they go through that much trouble.
Mike: You didn't recognize who those people were?
Jorge: No I didn't, do you know?
Mike: They were the old fogey patrol, they round up escaped old fogies and return them to their nursing homes, I've seen it before.
Jorge: Back to the ring for the first of two World Title Tournament matches.
Jim Grim vs Eddie Williams
Fuck You by the L.O.X. plays as Jim Grim makes his way to the ring, as the beautiful Sylena Crowe leads the way. Jim Grim looks very confident, as he slides into the ring, then holds the ropes open for Sylena.
Miller: His opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, standing 6'2, from Miami, Florida, he is accompanied to the ring by Will Henderson, Eddie Williams.
Eddie Williams, led out from backstage by Will Henderson, start their way to the ring as N.E.R.D by Rockstar is playing.
Jorge: Interesting match here, Will Henderson a man that was in UWF before, decided to play manager instead of wrestling again.
Mike: Eddie Williams is a strange one, as he is looking at the empty section with the sign "the cult".
Jorge: We are getting word that backstage, Derek Steel is watching the match with great anticipation.
Mike: Here we go, the rules are simple, first to crash the opponent through a table, and get the one, two and three will advance.
Jorge: This is just a preview of the main event, in which the tables crashed are trippled, and that is just to qualify to pin your opponent.
Mike: Looks like we are ready to begin.
They lock up, Eddie puts a side headlock on Jim Grim, and then takes him down with a headlock takeover. Williams pops up quickly nailing a dropkick that sends Grim into the corner, and into a seated position. Williams gets up, holding up his arms, to a chorus of boos. He again looks to his empty section, and Will tries to reassure him.
Mike: The empty section, that has to sting.
Jorge: At least it's not as bad as having four people show up for a Pina Colada Concert.
Mike: Who's Pina Colada?
Jorge: Your Fat Sister's band.
Jim Grim gets back up and again they lock up. Grim slips under and behind with a reverse waist lock, then takes him to mat with a waistlock takedown. Grim spins around slapping the head of Eddie Williams and then popping to his feet, he gives him a little flex. Williams rolls out of the way and to the floor, smiling back up at Grim.
Jorge: Looks like they both are playing mindgames.
Mike: Yeah, but do either care, as they would need minds to play those games.
Henderson talks to Williams, and then watches as he gets back into the ring. Eddie slides into the ring, and gets to his feet, as he moves in to lock up, he sidesteps Grim driving a knee to his midsection. He hooks the midsection and takes him over with a gut wrench suplex. Williams pulls him up and whips him to the ropes, lowering his head and pushing Grim high into the air with a back body drop. Williams bounces off the ropes and drives a spinning elbow drop into the mat as Grim moved, and Grim countered with a short leg drop across the neck.
Jorge: They are back and forth, both men wanting to advance quickly to the championship match.
Mike: With what will be required there, yeah, I would want to advance too.
Jim Grim slides from the ring, after pulling Williams to the corner, and proceeds to lift the apron. He pulls out a table, sliding the table into the ring. Getting up on the apron, as Williams gets up, Grim grabs the neck, and drops him neck first across the top rope, snapping him back into the ring. Grim steps through, and lifts the table, setting it up in the center of the ring.
Mike: Looks as if Jim Grim is about to work on stage one of advancement.
Jorge: Williams his holding his neck, might be having problems breathing.
Grim lifts Williams up, hooking the arm and the head, drives him into the mat with a ddt, then rolling unreleasing either the arm or the head, drives him into the mat with a second ddt, and again he rolls, finishing with a third ddt. Grim pulls him up and sets him on top of the table.
Mike: Jim Grim hits the Triple, he said it was a very devstating Trademark.
Jorge: Williams looks out of it, and if Grim hits this next move, it will be over.
Jim Grim climbs to the top rope, looking a bit out of his league, he leaps off and crashes through Williams and the table. Grim pushes one of the broken halves out of the way, and covers.
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Williams kicks out just as the ref was about to count three. Grim pulls Williams up to his feet and whips him to the ropes, nailing him with a running clothesline, and again he covers quickly.
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Jorge: Two very close pinfalls there, Grim almost had the match won, and that would have sent him to the finals.
Mike: Close maybe, but he didn't get the win, just oh so close.
Grim pulls Williams up and pushes him into the corner, where he drives an elbow into the chest, then a shoulder to the stomach. Grim drives an elbow into the exposed neck as Williams doubled over from the shot to the stomach. Grim lifts him up and keeps him in the corner as he drives several boots into the midsection and chest of Williams. Williams reacts with a solid right hand to the chin, knocking Grim to his back, but as he stepped out from the corner, Sylena grabbed his foot, tripping him to the mat. Henderson rounds the corner, to make sure she gets away from Williams.
Mike: Sylena getting involved there, she is trying to help Grim get the win.
Jorge: She got involved? I didn't see nothing?
Mike: You need glasses, that was as plain as day, she interferred.
Jorge: What, she was reaching into the ring to remove something that could have hurt either guy, Williams just tripped over her, that's all.
Williams is helped up and whipped to the ropes, but he stops in his tracks, and pulls Grim towards him, snapping up up and taking him down hard on his neck and back with a T-Bone suplex. Williams up first, catches Grim getting up, hooking the leg, he drives him face first into the mat with a reverse Russian Leg Sweep. Williams slides from the ring, throwing up the apron and pulls out a table of his own. He pushes the table into the ring, following it inside.
Mike: Eddie Williams has his table in the ring, this could be his chance to get to a position to pin his opponent.
Jorge: Right now he can't pin, he needs to put Grim through a table.
Williams sets the table up in a corner, and grabs what is left of the first table and tosses those items out of the ring. Williams gets Grim up and starts stomping him down in the corner, then climbs up to the second rope, pushing up without letting go of the ropes and drives both legs into chest of Grim. Williams lifts up and whips him towards the table, Grim reverses and tries to whip Williams but he stops and plants himself. Grim turns and gets leveled with a superkick to the chin.
Jorge: Henderson hit the Starstruck, nailing it perfectly.
Mike: The tide is turning it this match, Williams has the momentum.
Williams pulls Grim up, he sets him in a powerbomb position, and flips him up and allows him to slide down his back. He has his legs dangling around the waist, as he moves his hands up from his waist, he hooks the neck and slams him off the shoulder on an angle through the leaning table in the corner, shattering the table into hundreds of pieces. Williams pulls him out of the rubbage, and covers.
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Grim escapes. Williams smiles at his ability to kick out, noticing that Grim's back is bleeding slightly. He can see a shiver of the table embedded in his back.
Jorge: A version of the Price of Fame finisher, and it looked as if he didn't quite get it all.
Mike: Of course not, he was trying to drive him through a table.
Jorge: I'm sure I could pay him to do it to you, so we know exactly how it works.
Mike: When they remove that shiver, it is definately going to hurt.
Jorge: Will hurt like hell, seeing as how you changed the subject.
Mike: Good point, seems to me that Grim isn't fairing to well right now.
Jorge: Both men have gone through a table, the first to score a pinfall will win it.
Williams pulls him up to his feet, hooking the waist, he takes him up and spins him around, driving him back first into the mat with a gut wrench powerbomb. Williams has him in a pinning position.
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Grim manages to roll over and avoid the pinfall. Eddie seems focused in on winning this match as he pulls Grim up, he hooks his leg over his head, and leaps up driving him into the mat with a leg drop ddt. Again he covers.
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Grim gets the shoulder up at two, and manages to roll over to his stomach. Williams not carring, drives a paif of elbows to the back, right on the sliver of wood, causing Grim to scream out in pain.
Jorge: Williams is working on the back, and using the piece of wood to his advantage.
Mike: Just like any smart wrestler would do. Williams is showing me he is World Championship Material.
Jorge: I thought you didn't like him.
Mike: Doesn't mean I can't respect him.
Williams pulls Grim up, hooking both arms and lifting him for a double underhook suplex. However Sylena jumps up and reaches through, pulling the tights of Williams causing him to lose his grip on one arm, as Grim slides down and slams him over with a hard arm drag. Grim slow to get up, ducks under a moving attack to the corner, pushing Williams into the corner. He drapes the arm over the top rope and spins Williams around, Williams drops straight down, as Grim slams a hard punch right into the top turnbuckle. Williams grabs both legs and flips him to his back, as the ref counts, Williams puts both feet on the second rope for added leverage.
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Jorge: He did it. Williams won the match.
Mike: Williams luckily saw the Grim Truth coming, and ducked underneath is, Grim struck the top turnbuckle with force.
Jorge: It's official, Williams will advance to the World Title Match, and Grim will get a shot at US Gold.
Miller: The winner of the match, Eddie Williams.
The scene switches to the back, as Caleb Hart is happy with the outcome. He turns around heading to his locker room when he runs smack into a heavily tattooed man. The man has the UWF TV Title on his shoulder, and in his right hand, he is holding an empty cup. He looks at Caleb Hart with a disdained look.
Caleb: Why are you holding an empty cup?
Man: Because some moron decided to not open his eyes and look where he was walking. The only question I have, is this moron going to fix this and buy me a new drink, or will I have to beat the 2.89 cents out of him.
Caleb: I've got a match, and no time for this bullshit. Buy your own damn drink, whoever the hell you are.
Man: Guess that means option B, not the one I would have chosen.
Caleb turns around after hearing that and gets leveled with the TV title belt to the side of the head. The man pulls him up, laughing at him with a derranged laugh, and then slams him as hard as he can into one of the walls, leaving a slight indentation. He pulls Caleb up, scooping him up, putting him on his shoulder and driving him head first into the wall, watching him drop to the floor. The man turns to hear the introductions to the next match, as he does, he sees a popcorn vendor about to push his cart out. He pulls Caleb up to his feet, and then sends him crashing into the popcorn vendor, the cart breaking in half, and popcorn pouring all over him.
Mike: Caleb Hart is getting beating down in the back, who the hell is that guy anyway?
Jorge: Whoever he is, he may be costing Caleb Hart the match, as Caleb is getting the shit beaten out of him, lets hear the introductions.
Derek Steel vs Caleb Hart
Cult Of Personality by Living Colour plays as the tattooed man is pushing Caleb Hart to the ring in a wheelbarrow. He dumps him at the base of the ring, and flips up the apron to pull out a table. Setting up the table, he lifts Hart up and whips him shoulder first into the steel steps. Then turns and leans against the apron waiting on Derek Steel.
Miller: His opponent, weighing in at 264 pounds, standing 6'3, from Brooklyn, New York, being accompanied to the ring by Charity, Derek Steel. "Imperium" By Machine Head starts playing as Steel and Charity come out, both see the man that is starring at them and stop at the top of the ramp. Not knowing what to do, The man waves them to the ring, so they go.
Mike: Steel looks a bit worried, as he comes to the ring. The man leaning on the apron, points to Hart, then the table, followed by a smile.
Jorge: Oh no, this can't be good.
Caleb Hart isn't moving as Steel pulls him up, he looks a little worried that this isn't the way to go, and Charity starts telling him to do it. Steel lifts him up in a powerbomb position, and then drops him through the table, to the delight of the tattooed man. He watches on as Steel rolls him into the ring, and then covers.
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Jorge: I love it, Steel will advance rather easily, and Hart just got bamboozled.
Mike: This is totally unfair, why did this happen?
Miller: The winner of the match, and advancing to the World Title Match, Derek Steel.
Jorge: It's simple math Mike, if Caleb would have fronted 3 dollars to the man, he wouldn't have gotten his ass kicked.
Mike: Do we still know who this guy is at the moment?
Jorge: He's getting into the ring, Steel and Charity are leaving, with a silverplated victory.
The man walks around and grabs a mic, sliding into the ring. He stands over the fallen Hart, eyeballing him, then leaning down, to stare at him in the eyes he speaks.
Man: Well, it seems that your entire career and hope of being a world champion here in the UWF went down the drain. Just keep in mind, as long as you owe me for the soda, this so called career is going to suck, really bad. By the way, you can all call me Scorpion.
Scorpion starts to leave the ring, but drops down, and slaps on the rings of saturn double arm hold on Hart, he keeps it on until security comes down to break it up. After they get him off of Hart, the VP had made his way to ringside, giving Scorpion a nod. Scorpion leaves ringside and heads to the back.
Mike: What the hell was that all about, looks like Caleb Hart is not doing so well.
Jorge: Looks to me like he got his pretty boy self in alot of trouble, and from the looks of it, Jim Grim is going to leave here with the US Title in hand, and no competition.
Mike: Great, just great. It's Phonebooth time.
Sikamike vs Psycho
Get Your Groove On by Limp Bizket plays as Sikamike comes out to the cheers of the fans. He runs to the ring. sliding in, and then notices that both phonebooths are already at ringside.
Miller: His opponent, weighing in at 293 pounds, standing 6'7, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Psycho.
The stage turns black as Meaning to Life plays in the arena. The stage starts to strobe in red lights as Psycho appears from the curtains wearing his black bottoms with Psycho written down the side in red. He stands at the top of the stage and smiles sadistically to the crowd. As the first words to the song start playing, Psycho starts to walk down the ramp toward the ring, then climbs the apron and once again stops to smile sadistically to the crowd. He then leaps over the ropes showing his extreme agility for a 6'7 man. He sits down in the corner of the ring waiting for the match to start.
Mike: I've seen two of these matches before, both were very brutal and very disturbing.
Jorge: The one I saw, was very surprising, I expect a very good match here.
They start out with a collar and elbow tie up. Psycho pushes Sikamike to the corner, and releases him, and then rains in a right hand to the top of his head, followed by a boot. He drives a knee into the upper chest, then whips him across the ring to the other corner, following with a running clothesline. Psycho hooks him under the arms, and gives him a lifting double arm overhead suplex.
Mike: Psycho is showing his power in the early going.
Jorge: Psycho will burry this dude, I'd like to see a phonebooth buried alive match, that way the one getting burried can see the dirt piling on top of the phoneboot.
Psycho gets him up, he hooks the waist and lifts him up for a powerbomb, but Sikamike delivers several punches to the head, and then grabbing the head, he pushes off, driving Psycho into the mat with a facebustter X-Factor. Sikamike goes to the ropes bouncing off, as Psycho sits up, and drills him with a seated dropkick to the face.
Mike: We are getting word that the new CEO David Redclaw is outside in the midset of a biker gang.
Jorge: Do we have a camera out there?
Mike: Uh no, the guy ran away like a screaming baby after he wet his pants.
Jorge: Let's stick with this match.
Sikamike pulls Psycho up and throws him over the top rope the the floor below. He steps through and then dives off, driving a double axehandle blow to the back of Psycho. He takes the head and slams him face first into the ring apron, and then pushes him into the steel steps. Sikamike backs up and then runs at him full speed, Psycho stands up and catches him, jumping up and powerslamming him onto the top step.
Mike: That was devastating, Psycho just powerslammed a man onto the top step, with ease.
Jorge: When you are 6'7, it's quite easy to do things like that.
Psycho lifts him up and sends him into the ring, following him inside. Grabbing a handfull of hair, he grabs the throat and lifts him up, and then chokeslams him down to the mat. Again helping him to his feet, he whips Sikamike to the ropes, catching him and driving him into the mat with a straight up power spine buster. Psycho walks to the nearest ropes, giving a smirk to the crowd, with a very satisfied look on his face.
Mike: He's definately very cocky, Psycho is in complete control of the match.
Jorge: Yeah, and if he wants to be champ, he needs to stuff him in a phone booth, plain and simple.
Psycho pulls him up and hooks the waist, spinning around and planting him with a belly to belly snap suplex. Psycho again pops right up, and mocks the crowd. He grabs him throwing his arm over his head and lifts him up, Sikamike spins around and drives Psycho into the mat with a spinning bulldog. Sikamike gets up and nails a dropkick to the knee, sending Psycho crashing to the mat.
Mike: He is rebounding, Sikamike has some fight left yet.
Jorge: Will it be enough though to win the Hardcore Title?
Psycho is getting up, as Sikamike clotheslines him over the top rope to the apron. Psycho catches himself and stays on the apron, but Sikamikes climbs the corner and nails a dropkick that sends Psycho off the apron and into one of the phonebooths. He falls to the floor, in obvious pain, as the phonebooth starts to teeter, Psycho rolls out of the way, as the phone booth crashes to the floor on it's door.
Mike: I don't see either of them rolling that one over, count that one as useless.
Jorge: Psycho almost became a Telephone sandwhich.
Sikamike runs to the other ropes, bouncing off he charges at Psycho who is getting up on the floor and dives through the middle rope, slamming into Pyscho and sending him hard into the phonebooth. Sikamike gets up, and grabbing Pyscho's head, slams him hard into the phonebooth several times. Sikamike scoops the big man up and slams him on top of the phonebooth. He slides back into the ring.
Jorge: What's Sikamike going to do, this doesn't look good for Psycho.
Mike: I have no idea, but this definately looks dangerous.
Sikamike climbs up to the top rope, and then dives off with a swanton bomb, hitting Psycho perfectly, while at the same time busting the glass from the impact. Psycho rolls off the phonebooth not moving on the floor. Sikamike is back up, looking not great, as the crowd starts a holy shit chant. Moving back to the phonebooth, Sikamike gets Psycho up and slams him face first into the top of the phonebooth, and then whips him into the nearby steel steps, Psycho hit wrong as his head drilled a corner of the phonebooth.
Jorge: Sikamike just may have forced Psycho's hand in this match. He took a nasty strike on those steps.
Mike: I'm surprised he is actually moving, that looked awful.
Sikamike is trying hard to flip over the phone booth, and manages to get it on it's side. He then flips at it again, getting it in position. He pushes the door but it won't move. Getting on top, he starts jumping on the door finally forcing it open. As he stepped out, Psycho had gotten up and pushes over a fan in the front row, ripping his seat from the line holder. Psycho slams the chair into the forehead of Sikamike, watching him fall backwards into the phonebooth. The camera pans around to see a bloody Psycho looking as if he is truely possessed.
Mike: What a sickening thud, that chair shot was massive.
Jorge: Psycho is busted open pretty bad himself, but that hasn't stopped him, I think it has revived him, he's infuriated now.
Psycho waits for Sikamike to work his way up and then slams the chair directly into the firehead again, and follows that with a second shot that sends him back into the booth. Psycho climbs up and starts yanking on the door trying to get it to close, but it won't budge. He climbs into the phonebooth, trying to free it up so he can close it, when Sikamike drills him with a straight right hand to the head. He stands up as the two exchange blows back and forth, some blood over the right eye of Sikamikes shows that he too has been cut. Sikamike rushes at Psycho, who drops to a knee and gives him a back body drop, where his back and head hit the end of the phonebooth.
Mike: They are going to kill one another, this doesn't look good.
Jorge: Very brutal indeed, a match for the hardcore archives.
Psycho steps out of the phonebooth, and makes his way over to Sikamike. Sikamike is down, and looks knocked out. Psycho reaches over to pull him up, and Sikamike grabs his tights and pulls him hard, sending him face first into the nearby steel railing. Psycho nails it hard, losing even more blood, as his hair is now a dark crimson color. Sikamike gets up and drops to a knee as his blood is starting to flow now. You can see a small cut on his back, where some blood is starting to escape. Sikamike gets up and drags a crawling Psycho towards the second phonebooth. Psycho jumps up to his feet, stopping them from moving, then hooking on a cobraclutch, he takes him up and over his shoulder with a cobra clutch suplex on the floor. Psycho, letting go immediately, shakes off his arm which is feeling numb.
Jorge: Psycho calls that the Psychotic Episode. Normally he would do that until his opponent tapped out or gave up.
Mike: That one took alot out of him, and caused him some pain as well as Sikamike.
Jorge: Psycho is pulling out a table, and hooking it on the apron and the steel railing.
With the table set, Psycho lifts Sikamike up and carries him over to the table, setting him on top of it. The table is set up over the busted up phonebooth, as Psycho climbs up on the apron. He runs down the apron, and dives off with a shooting star press, landing on top of Sikamike and driving him through the table, and into the phonebooth, his body slamming hard. Psycho lands on top, neither man is moving.
Mike: That was truely amazing, both men are down, and neither is moving, doesn't look good.
Jorge: Psycho put his own body on the line, and it paid off.
Psycho is the first to move, as he gets up and out of the phonebooth, wiping the blood from his face and eyes. As he stands up, looking out he looks like a possessed man that just ended a killing spree. Psycho pulls Sikamike from the phonebooth and then rolls him into the ring. Psycho follows him inside, and then gets him up, he hooks the waist and delivers a German Suplex, follows that with a big leg drop across the throat. Then he points to the other phonebooth.
Mike: Finally, Psycho is taking Sikamike toward the untouched phonebooth.
Jorge: Kelley supplied two of them, I think we know why he did that now.
Psycho sends him to the floor and steps out, then drops down himself. He grabs a handfull of hair and starts for the phonebooth. Sikamike works his way first to his knees and then to his feet, grabbing Psycho as they got close and whips him into the phonebooth, causing it to fall over against the railing, and fans to clear out from it. Security worked to keep everyone safe, as Sikamike tried to slam the door shut, and Psycho gets his leg out just in time to avoid it shutting. He then kicks Sikamike with a big boot from inside the phone booth, the momentum caused the Phonebooth to slide down the railing and land on the floor. Psycho stood up as Sikamike charged and jumped out of the phonebooth, watching him land on top of it and skid over to the floor. Sikamike gets up, as Psycho grabs him by the hair and gives him a reverse ddt that sends him into the phonebooth. He then steps out and looks for something to use.
Mike: Psycho is looking for anything to nail Sikamike with.
Jorge: You got that right, Sikamike is getting up, and turning around.
Psycho charges at him, and about the time he full turned around, Psycho leaped in the air, driving him down into the phonebooth with a devastating spear. He goes to shut the door, but Sikamike gets his arm up. Psycho climbs back into the casket and rains down several right hands to the head. Satisfied Psycho gets out, reaches back over and slams the door shut, hearing the bell ring.
Mike: Damnit he did it, Psycho speared him into the bottom of the booth, and was able to close the door.
Jorge: Don't forget the flurry of right hands. Psycho has won the Hardcore Title, but it was no easy task in doing so.
Miller: The winner of the match, and New UWF Hardcore Champion, Psycho.
Mike: What a brutal match, the idea of a Phonebooth match was crazy, but actually seeing it done, is just nuts.
Jorge: Lets go to back, the camera's are picking up something.
Eddie Williams sits in the backstage area, seemingly meditating. Will Henderson walks up to him, looking at him like he's insane.
Will: What the hell are you doing man?
Eddie: I'm meditating bro, gotta get myself relaxed so I can win some gold tonight.
Will: I thought you didn't believe in that stuff.
Eddie: Oh I don't, but there's a cute chick I met earlier who's seated front row who does, and you know me, I live to impress.
Will: You are out of your mind man. So, What good is this meditation gonna do you?
Eddie: It's gonna put me at peace so I can execute a spectacular move to win myself some gold. Just watch and see my man, just watch and see.
Will shakes his head and walks away, leaving Eddie to do his meditation.
Mike: That's a very strange pair, Williams will need to be ready to win the World Title tonight.
Jorge: With Derek Steel not even breaking a sweat, this match is going to be very hard to win.
Mike: Let's find out who is going to challenge next week for the United States Heavyweight Title.
"The Marvelous 1" KevDogg vs Devon
Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit plays as Devon comes out to a huge pop. The fans cheer him on as he makes his way to the ring being accompanied by Taja.
Miller: His opponent, weighing in at 270 pounds, standing 6'2, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, The Marvelous One, KevDogg.
AC/DC Back in Black starts playing as The Marvelous One, KevDogg makes his way to the ring, stopping to check out the sexy Taja.
KevDogg steps into the ring, goes after Devon Immediately when the bell rings, Devon sidesteps him and gives him a crushing facesmash into the top turnbuckle. Devon turns him around and slams several right hands into the side of the head, then leaps up and gives him a monkey flip out of the corner into the center of the ring. Devon up first nails him with a standing dropkick that sends the unpredictable Kevdogg through the ropes to the floor.
Mike: Devon showing the early signs of wanting to win this match.
Jorge: KevDogg on the floor is paying no attention as Devon scales a corner and opens the farthest box away.
Devon jumps down, and starts ripping at the greenish wrapping paper, getting to a box. KevDogg sees him with a package and climbs into the ring. Devon rips it open, and KevDogg stops immediately in his tracks, and takes a step back. Devon is holding in his hands, and holding a very surprised look on his face. He looks at KevDogg who backs up laughing.
Jorge: Hey that almost matches me in size.
Mike: Is that what I think that is, in his hand?
Jorge: Yes, it's, wait let me check. Yes it's a foot long dildo.
Mike: Reminds me of Scott Toker. This is definately going to be entertaining.
KevDogg notices Jorge getting up and checking down his pants, and then the two of them having a laugh. KevDogg points to Jorge as Devon walks over and throws it at him. Jorge catches it, stands up and holds it for everyone to see, dangling with all it's joy. KevDogg takes advantage of the fun, and drives a blow to the back of Devon, then hooks the head and slams him into the mat with a reverse ddt. KevDogg pulls him up and whips him to the ropes, giving him a back body drop. Getting Devon to his feet, KevDogg hooks the waist and takes him up and over with a gut wrench suplex.
Mike: That's one present down, and 14 more surprises, and one contract.
Jorge: If that's the first item, I'd hate to see what else they have.
The package guy in that corner replaces a package in the empty box, as the match continues. Jorge put the dildo on the announce table in front of them, laughing in between his commentating. KevDogg pulls Devon up and again whips him to the ropes, Devon reverses and whips KevDogg in, and hooks him in a partial sleeper. KevDogg lifts him up and then slams him backfirst into a corner, turning and raking the eyes. KevDogg then turns around and sets him up, delivering a huge chop to the chest. KevDogg then grabs a handfull of hair, and runs to the middle of the ring with a bulldog. He looks at the corners, and starts to climb one.
Jorge: KevDogg going for the second box, I wonder what he will get.
Mike: I have no idea, but whatever it could be, will definately be worth seeing.
KevDogg rips open the second package, as the red wrappings go flying all over the place, KevDogg pulls out a night stick. He smiles as he turns toward Devon, but Devon isn't on the mat. Devon is walking the ropes and then leaps off, catching KevDogg and taking him over with a Hurricanrana. Devon gets up and bounces off the ropes, driving an elbow into the chest of KevDogg. He gets KevDogg up and sends him into a corner, climbing up, he delivers several right hands. KevDogg grabs both legs and walks out of the corner, and then drops straight back, slamming the head onto the top turbuckle.
Mike: So a dildo and a nightstick thus far, looks like some could benefit someone in this match, while others are jokes.
Jorge: That is what makes this interesting, you never know what you are going to open.
KevDogg climbs the corner, flipping open the box, and pulls out a present wrapped in gold. He sits on the top turnbuckle and first shakes the package, and then opens it. As he pops open the package, it's a can of Pepsi. KevDogg starts shaking the can, in a very rapid up and down movement, then gets down and walks over to Devon, opening the can and allowing the shook up soda to come out all over him. Some getting in his eyes, allows KevDogg to slam a running clothesline into him, sending him down hard to the mat. KevDogg pulls him up, feeling how sticky the soda is on Devon, lifts him up and drives him into the mat with a huge brainbuster suplex. KevDogg instinctly covers him, but quickly gets off and climbs the only corner not climbed yet.
Jorge: KevDogg has reached his third corner of the match, thus far uncovering a soda and a nightstick.
Mike: I don't know which corner guy has the contract, but each of them has put a new item into the box.
Jorge: No telling which one of the four guys has the contract.
Mike: This is definately one funky match.
KevDogg reaches the box, and opens it up, pulling out the package wrapped in all black. He shakes the box and hears something rattling inside. He quickly throws the box into the ring and climbs back down. He pulls the bow every so slowly, hoping if it was he thought, it would slither the other way. As the package opens, a large snake pops up out of the box, sending KevDogg moving away, and right into a front face chin buster. The snake didn't move as Devon watched it closely. He sees something else in the box, and when he pulls it out, it's a baby rattle. The snake is a fake one. Devon picks it up and lays the snake on the back of KevDogg and stuffs the rattle in his pocket, then gives him an elbow to the back of the neck. KevDogg jumps up quickly and then freezes as he hears the rattle and feels something on his back.
Mike: This is hillarious, KevDogg is afraid of snakes.
Jorge: I don't believe it, he is standing still, and Devon has the advantage.
Devon moves in on KevDogg who is not moving. KevDogg tries to get him not to move, as he does slightly his body shakes the rattle and he again stops moving. Devon bounces off the ropes and drives a solid dropkick to chest of KevDogg. Then pulls the Rattle out from his waist and slams that into his head. Devon goes to a corner, and climbs quickly, pulling out a fifth present, wrapped in red again. Then looking around the ring at the paper ripped up, he gives the impression of figuring something out. Devon opens the package, and stands there for a moment, disbelieving his eyes. Devon sees something he doesn't want to see. KevDogg getting up, has the snake in hand and is closing in on Devon. Devon start to turn, but KevDogg wraps the fake snake around his neck and starts choking him with it.
Mike: What was in package five?
Jorge: I'll get it and find out.
Jorge runs over and looks at the box, then holding it up, it's a hair cuttery pack. He sits it back down and makes his way back to the announce table. Finally KevDogg releases the snake choke and stuffs the snake inside his attire. KevDogg sees the hair cuttery stuff and simply kicks it from the ring. He pulls Devon up, and leans him into the ropes, while he bounces off the ropes and drives a leg across the shoulders of Devon. KevDogg pulls him back up and hooks the waist for a side belly to back suplex, as he lifts, Devon pushes off the ropes and turns his body with the momentum and spikes KevDogg into the mat. He gets up, quite wobbly and falls into a corner. Devon climbs the corner, and opens the box, pulling out a present wrapped in blue.
Jorge: We've not seen blue yet, and after the hair cuttery and red, I'm not sure what in anything the colors mean.
Mike: I know the President is having fun with this match.
Devon leaps down and rips open the blue packaging, and inside the box, he finds a frisbee. Devon flips the frisbee over and finds something underneath. He pulls it free to find out that it's a lottery ticket for the Powerball drawing later tonight. He takes the frisbee and slides out of the ring to the floor. Devon then gets caught with a spear into the corner. KevDogg lays in several solid right hands, then hooking both arms, lifts him up for a double underhook suplex, but turns it around into a double underhook faceplant. KevDogg climbs a corner and pulls out a package. He sits on the top turnbuckle and pulls out a wrestling mask. KevDogg takes the mask and moves toward Devon, putting the mask on backwards, Devon can't see and KevDogg bounces off the ropes driving his entire body into Devon, sending him through the rope to the floor below.
Mike: Devon can't see, this isn't fair.
Jorge: So far we've seen a dildo, a night stick, frisbee, soda pop, fake snake, hair cuttery set and a fake snake.
Mike: Yep, but still no contract and we have nearly opened half the surprises.
Jorge: The last one may be the match turner, as KevDogg used the mask as a blinding tool to Devon.
Devon gets the mask off, and then puts it back on correctly. He slide into the ring as KevDogg is pulling the eighth box from a corner. Devon gets underneath him and takes him down to the mat with a powerbomb. Devon grabs the silver wrapped present and opens it up, inside is a piece of paper, folded nicely four times. Devon starts jumping up and down as he found the contract. KevDogg getting up, falls into the corner a defeated man. Devon quickly opens the letter to show everyone and just as quickly as the excitement came, it went away. Devon was starring at a speeding ticket, from the Maryland State Police Department on the companies sound truck. KevDogg realizing that he was still alive, got up and rushed over, having no more of this silly game and pushed him over the top rope to the floor below. KevDogg steps out of the ring and rushes down, diving off and driving his full body in a splash onto Devon.
Mike: Both men are moving on the floor, but both look hurt.
Jorge: They both slide into the ring, and climb opposite corners, KevDogg pulls out a green package while Devon a gold one.
Mike: They seem not be worried with what the other one gets, as both men are fighting hard.
Jorge: Also one could be a weapon to use on the other.
Both rip open their packages, Devon pulls out a can of spray foam, the silly kind kids get. KevDogg pulls out a leather strap. KevDogg charges at Devon, who sidesteps him and pushes him into the corner, climbs up hooks the head and nails a spinning power ddt. Devon stands up and starts spraying the silly string all over KevDogg a little revenge from the soda earlier. KevDogg rolls over and the spraying continues. Devon picks up the leather strap and starts laying in hits across the back of KevDogg, over and over. Devon pulls him up and puts him on his shoulders, steps to the middle of the ring, and nails Kev Dogg with a DVD.
Mike: That would be the end, the Dev Valley Driver, really did a number on KevDogg.
Jorge: I'm surprised he got him up to do the move, but the finisher isn't enough, he needs the contract.
Mike: Sure does, and he's going to a corner.
Devon pulls out a package, ripping it open, it's a pack of playing cards. He runs to another corner, and pulls one out, opens it and it's a squirt gun, empty. Bowing his head, he notices that two of the package men have left ringside. Then as he looks back, the other two have left, that leaves four corners, and one with the contract.
Mike: Come on Devon don't freeze, twelve down four to go, KevDogg is still down, starting ripping them open.
Jorge: I agree, that's how you win this match.
KevDogg uses the rope to pull himself up. Devon climbs a corner, and opens the box pulling out the pink wrapped box. He rips it open and finds inside a bag of M and Ms. He tosses that into the crowd, and then turns looking at the other three. KevDogg however is back up and as Devon turns he is clotheslined with the strap. KevDogg pulls him up, and hooks the head, driving him into the mat with a forcefilled evenflow ddt. KevDogg smiles as he sits up, and looks at the corner Devon was just in, nothing there. He climbs the one closest to him, and pulls the package out, ripping it open, he looks at it in disbelief. There seems to be something hanging out the side, he pulls on it, and the package explodes outward, and there lying in the middle of the ring, is a perfect replica of an air filled Jenna Jameson.
Jorge: No way, that's the Jenna Doll. There were only 20 made in the United States before she had it pulled. That's a collectors item.
Mike: Don't let me stop you from getting it, and do so quickly before the smash it.
Jorge gets up and slides into the ring, grabbing the blow up love doll, and slides from the ring. Jorge puts her in a chair, facing him, her back to the ring. KevDogg just shakes his head at Jorge, as both men are now standing and looking at the last two boxes. Then they suddenly go to a corner, both climb quickly, one will win, and one will not. Grabbing their packages, both open them up to find a note inside. Reading the note.
Both men get down, and stare at each other, and then see the blow up doll. Looking at each other again, they both slide from the ring going for the doll. Jorge jumps up, snatching her away from them both. KevDogg delivers a solid right hand to Devon, then slams him face first into the announce table. He pulls him off and whips him into the corner post. Devon crashes into the post and falls hard to the floor. KevDogg is on him quickly, picking him up and lifting for a slam, dropping him across the guard railing, neck first. KevDogg pulls him up again, and starts to whip him away, and then turns while pulling and sends Devon hard into the steel railing. KevDogg turns toward Jorge who locks eyes.
Mike: He wants the doll, give him the doll.
Jorge: This is my plus toy, not his, I will not give her up.
Mike: I don't think you will have a choice in the matter, but act like a fool, and I'll have a new announce team member next week.
KevDogg walks back over and grabs the doll. He puts her on the table in front of them, and stuffs his hand up the love hole and starts feeling around inside. Jorge can't believe his eyes. KevDogg finds nothing. He then turns her over and looks at the backdoor, and works his hand in there, feeling it was very tight, he pushes with all his might, and his hand popped up the backdoor. He feels around and then still nothing. KevDogg getting mad, doesn't see Devon with a chair. Devon slams the chair over his head, sending him to the floor. Devon then follows suit, he starts with the backdoor and then the front door and nothing, he seems confused. KevDogg gets back up and ducks under a wild swing, and nails Devon with a kick, and then an evenflow ddt on the floor. He then flips up the apron and pulls out a table, setting the table up, KevDogg sets Devon ontop the table, as he climbs the corner. KevDogg takes a last look, and dives off out of the corner, nailing a top rope legdrop, driving Devon through the table. KevDogg gets up holding the back of his leg, as he sees the mouth of the blow up doll. KevDogg reaches inside the mouth, and as his hand comes out, he has the contract in hand, KevDogg wins the match.
Mike: It was down her throat, and a deep throat I might add.
Jorge: They violated her, I can never have sex with her now.
Mike: So, she wouldn't have moaned anyway, so what fun would it have been.
Jorge: She has moan control, vibrating control, and the best part, she has the no control.
Mike: No control?
Jorge: Yeah when you go for the backdoor, she screams no, over and over. Makes it real.
Mike: Why didn't she do it now?
Jorge: She wasn't turned on.
Mike: There is something going on in the back, let's go to the back.
The VP, President and CEO all are together and sitting in the President's office. Caleb Hart is there with his doctor, and they are putting up a fuss.
President: Whoa, hold on a second, are you telling me Doc, that Caleb Hart feels worried that attacks like the one he suffered tonight are not good for his career?
Doc: That's what I'm saying. Caleb Hart tonight suffered a seperated shoulder, and a dislocated knee joint from that tattooed freak Scoprion. I want something done about this, or Caleb's contract is void.
CEO Redclaw: Void? You want to void contracts, well fine, but I must warn you both, if you void the contract, then all the companies protection will be voided as well.
President: Oh yes, that is so right, so what's the decision Caleb, are you going to take on Jim Grim for the US Title or pack it up and leave UWF?
Caleb: I'm leaving UWF.
The Vice President goes to the safe and starts turning the dial, the President blocks the camera from picking up the combination. The VP stands up and allows the President and CEO to see his name at the top and rips the contract in half. Then hands it to Caleb, and walks to the door and opens it for him.
VP Taylor: It was nice not having you here anymore, good luck with your future.
Caleb leaves the office but the Doc stayed behind. Caleb realized that the contract means the Doc stays and he goes. He didn't care, he started leaving the building when two men come out and force him to the ground. President Kelley, VP Taylor, and CEO Redclaw, watch as the police handcuff Caleb Hart and remove him from the building. Then out from the back, a young lady comes out, in tears, she looks back at the three of them, as they all nod, and watch them walk away. CEO Redclaw takes a briefcase and the three of them head to Jim Grim's locker room. A knock and the three of them enter.
Jim Grim: Okay, what did I do wrong?
President: Absolutely Nothing. In fact Caleb was just released.
VP Taylor: But picked up at the same time.
President: What that means is that your match with Caleb for the US title won't happen tonight. In fact by losing to Eddie Williams, David?
CEO Redclaw: By means of no effective challenger, Jim Grim has been awarded the United States Heavyweight Title. Good luck in the future sport, you did well tonight.
The staff leave the dressing room and an amazed Jim Grim who holds the US title in his hands, without having to wrestle for it. They trio walk down the hallway and run into Scorpion.
Scorpion: That was a nice jesture and all, but I'd like to get in on the action, how about next week you give me a deserving title match.
CEO Redclaw: What makes you think you deserve a title shot?
Scorpion: Cause I'm bad enough to kick your sorry ass.
President Kelley: I've seen him wrestle before, next week, Scorpion will challenge Steve Stryker for the TV Title. Good Luck.
Scorpion looks pissed, as the TV title is still on his shoulder.
President Kelley: I have no doubt that Stryker will show up for the match, if he doesn't show up Scorpion, then I will deal with you personally. Don't doubt that I know you had everything to do with his kidnapping, and why do I know this? You are the only one besides me that knows what he went through in LSW, that's how you tried to set him up.
The CEO takes the TV Title from his shoulder and smiles at him as the three of them walk away.
Scorpion: That's fine, they didn't specify in what condition though. I will end Stryker's career, and then I will subdivide this so called united staff. They think they can work together now, just wait until I entrench my claws in management, then the real chaos, will begin.
Scorpion starts to laugh as he walks down the hall, as the scene switches back to the announce team before the start of the huge main event.
Mike: That guy looks a bit crazy to me, he's going to be a major pain in the ass.
Jorge: Just your ass, not mine, keep that crap to yourself. It's time folks for the Main Event, and what a match I expect this one to be.
If you think you have won, you are quite silly. To win this match, you need the contract which is in the whore.
Derek Steel
VS
Eddie Williams
Miller: His opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, standing 6'2, from Miami, Florida, he is accompanied to the ring by Will Henderson, Eddie Williams.
Eddie Williams, led out from backstage by Will Henderson, start their way to the ring as N.E.R.D by Rockstar is playing. They stop and look up at Derek Steel, pointing out a few things then finally Eddie slides into the ring alone. The ref explains the match to both, then calls for the bell.
Mike: This is going to be intense, the first UWF World Heavyweight Champion in nearly six months.
Jorge: Has been over six months, you are still as dumb as ever.
The Bell rings as the two of them lock up, Williams with a quick side headlock, wrenching it in tight. Steel pushes him off towards the ropes and they connect mid ring, neither man going down. Williams bounces off the ropes again, Steel lays down and Williams goes across and into the ropes, but he hangs on as Steel had planned a clothesline, and stopped seeing that Williams didn't come back. They lock up again, Steel with a quick go behind and takes Williams down with a single leg takedown. Williams hooks the arm, and flips him over and locks in a hammer lock on the mat, jumps up and drives both knees into the shoulder and elbow.
Jorge: Both men are getting a feel for the other, Williams with a couple nice counters, and Steel trying to think ahead.
Mike: I agree, they don't want to take a big risk early, especially Eddie Williams, having the much more active match.
Williams leads Steel to his feet, and pushes him into the corner, slamming his exposed shoulder into the corner turnbuckles. Williams stepping up onto the second turnbuckle, keeps the arm grapevined as he dives off the top rope, using the knee to slam the shoulder into the mat, rolling over and slapping on a reverse code red arm submission. He uses the feet to push down on the elbow while raising up the arm.
Jorge: Smart opening moves here by Williams, he is working solely on the left arm and shoulder.
Mike: Derek Steel isn't going to let this go on for long, he will respond, wait and see.
Williams rolls off and gets to his feet, still with the arm locked in an arm bar. Steel pushes his way up, and goes for the ropes, Williams getting caught on the top rope with a top rope clothesline. Steel falls out of the ring to the hard floor below, but managed to stop Williams early start. Williams gets up, holding his throat as Steel slides into the ring and comes at him, driving him down with a spear. Steel pulls him up, hooks the arm and waist, lifting and executing a perfect vertical suplex. Steel gets him back up, hooking Williams under both arms, lifts him up in the air and then drops straight down, whipping Williams over his head, with a snap overhead double underarm suplex.
Jorge: What do you call that move, I've not seen it before.
Mike: We can dub it the Steel Plex, cause damn that was brutal.
Steel pulls Williams up and pushes him into the corner, follows with a boot to the stomach. He lifts him up and gives him an open hand chop across the chest, then follows with a second chop. Steel hooks the arm and gives him a hip toss to the center of the ring, goes to the ropes and drops a spinning elbow drop to the chest. Steel stays right on Williams pulling him up, hooking the waist lifts and drops him over the top rope and then uses that to snap him back into the center of the ring with a slingshot vertical suplex. Steel gets up admiring his work, and slides from the ring.
Jorge: He's going for wood, early in the match if you ask me, he's estimating that Williams is down.
Mike: I hate this, but I agree again, Williams showed me in the first match he was no slouch, and this is not good thinking.
Steel gets a table out from under the ring, and starts to pull out a second, when Williams comes off the ring apron, driving a leg drop across the back of Steel's neck on the floor. Williams picks him up, and slams him face first into the steel railing, then gives him a chop of his own. Williams scoops him up and slams him down on the hard floor, then hooking the legs, he falls back, springboarding Steel up and into the corner post. Williams flipping over and getting to his feet, runs full force and nails a seated dropkick that sends Steel barrelling into the guard rail, back first. Williams smiles as he gets up, and lifts the table he brought out and slides it into the ring.
Jorge: I told you, his early attempt at a table would backfire.
Mike: Just like you thought sleeping with my sister would backfire, but all that did was get a 300 pounder off, and you are a big girl lover.
Jorge: So what's wrong with big girls, they need love too.
Mike: That's just not what I wanted to hear.
Williams starts to go after Steel, when he hears Eddie, Eddie, Eddie over and over. Williams turns around, to see a rather large group of men, coming into the building, all wearing white t-shirts that simply say, 'The Cult'. Williams slides into the ring, and climbs the corner where they take their seats, and the group starts cheering immediately. Williams is stunned to have a cult cheering for him, when the rest of the arena is quiet. Steel however was not amazed. He slid into the ring and ran at the corner, slamming a double axe handle blow to the back, hooks both legs and leaps out with a seated powerbomb. The Cult section boos very loudly, and when people look at them, they have that biker look of horror and the place stays quiet.
Mike: Don't tell me CEO Redclaw brought those biker dudes in here to cheer on Williams.
Jorge: Okay I won't, I'll let him tell you himself.
CEO David Redclaw comes down the ramp, and walks around the ring, and joins the announce team at the table. They greet him, but he seems more interested in the match. Steel gives a quick glance at the CEO, but stays his mind on the match. Steel pulls Williams up, hooks the waist from behind and whips him up and over with a German Suplex. Steel pulls him up, hooks Williams in a full nelson, lifts and plants him with a full nelson suplex, now really driving in the pain, as he lays on the mat, with Williams head pinned, and knows he can't be counted out. Finally he releases the hold, feeling he done what he needed to do. Steel pulls Williams up and whips him to the ropes, drops the head and lifts him for a back body drop, but Williams grabs the head, and drives both feet into the midsection at the same time and executes a spike ddt, as both men lay on the mat, breathing hard.
CEO: Interesting move, I'm impressed.
Mike: What brings the CEO to the ring?
CEO: I'm watching the most important match in UWF's restart. I was hired here to make a difference, and I like to see what they can do.
Jorge: Good enough for me boss, got a favorite?
CEO: I simply want the best man for the job.
Mike: Would that be the man you brought in a cheering section for?
CEO: Is he always this stupid, or is it just me.
Jorge: Yes he is, he needs to be replaced with a hot, big boobed woman, who likes me.
Mike: In your dreams.
Finally both men start to move, Williams rolls over and pushes himself up, to his knees, then using the ropes he finally gets to a standing position. Steel gets up also, and wobbles around, holding his head, he turns and Williams nails him with a running clothesline, sending him back down hard to the mat. Williams pulls the table in the ring up, and leans it into the corner. He lifts Steel and whips him towards the table, Steel hits the table, but it doesn't break. Williams runs at him, and does a sideways splash, nailing Steel and breaking the table in half.
Mike: That was awesome, and puts Williams on the table board.
Jorge: Yes it does, but that's the easiest table.
CEO: This is definately an interesting match.
Williams pulls him out from the wreckage of the table, and tosses the broken pieces to the floor. He then bounces off the ropes, and leaps up doing a five star mini press, slamming into Steel. Williams then slides from the ring, pulling out more tables. He sets one up at ringside, then stacks another table on top. Williams gets back into the ring, and sets himself. He waits for Steel to get up, but Steel is wide eyed as he stares away from Williams. Eddie rushes in for a running superkick, but Williams knew it was coming, he catches the kick, and gives him a Japanese leg whip, then steps over into a half Boston Crab.
Mike: What a counter, Steel really had that move scouted.
CEO: That was an awesome combo, a leg whip into a crab, very crafty.
Jorge: Indeed it was, I agree totally.
Mike: Brown Noser.
Jorge: I'm a sister fucker too, make sure you get them all thrown in.
While the annouce team is going back and forth, Steel continues to sit back on the knee, forcing him to fight his way out of it. Williams pushes his way up and flips the free leg over the top, and then connects with a kick to the side of Steel's head breaking the hold. Derek is up quickly, as he turns toward Williams. Williams is leaning on the ropes, but in pain. Derek comes at him, and takes a right hand, but delivered a solid kick to the knee, causing more pain in Williams. Derek sets the leg inside the middle rope and drives a knee on his knee. He follows that with a kick to the knee, using all his weight. Williams rakes the eyes with his free hand, then pushes his way up to the top rope, and jump off over the head of Steel catching him with an overhead ddt type move, called a blockbuster.
Jorge: Williams is fighting back, what a move.
Mike: Eddie is still up one table to none, but that really doesn't matter, he will also need the pinfall.
CEO: That is what makes this a great match, we have such a good President don't we.
Mike: Yeah sure.
Jorge: You bet.
Williams pulls Steel up and takes him to the corner. He lifts him up an sets him on the top turnbuckle, and then climbs up. He signals for a Hurricanrana, leaps up and Steel catches him, pulls him up and doing a very dangerous turn around in the corner, leaps out driving Williams through both tables and both landing very hard on the floor. Steel rolls off, holding his back, while Williams is motionless.
Jorge: That was a series move there, both men could have been seriously injured.
Mike: That also evens things up at one of the three tables crashes apiece.
CEO: Wow, I'm actually in awe at that move, and the fact they both are still moving around.
Steel pulls Williams up and slides him into the ring. Steel slides in behind him, getting to his feet. He pulls Williams up, lifting him up on top of his shoulders, runs and flips over driving all his weight into the chest and stomach of Williams with a running overhead Somoan Drop. Steel slides from the ring, and pulls out a table, and then slides the table into the ring. Steel climbs into the ring, and opens the table, setting it up over both top ropes in a corner. Steel takes Williams to a corner, and pulls him underneath the table. He climbs up the corner, pulling Eddie with him, he hooks both arms, while balancing them both on the top turnbuckle, then lifting him up, Steel dives off the top rope, nailing a double underhook piledriver through the table. Knowing that Williams is down, and probably hurt, Steel slides out for another table.
CEO: That was just spectacular, I've see enough, good night gentlemen.
Jorge: He is definately different, no doubt.
Mike: For a record third time, I agree with you.
Steel slides the third table into the ring, as Charity throws him one of the bottles of lighter fluid and a small candle lighter. Steel sets the table up in the ring, pouring lighter fluid all over the table, and then setting it on fire. The table bursts into flames, much to the admiration of Derek Steel. Steel pulls Williams up, but Williams pushes him off and then nails him right in the jaw with a superkick. Williams collapses back to the mat, while the table continues to burn. Williams begins to move, as he stumbles around and almost runs into the flaming table. He turns just in time to catch Steel with a boot to the midsection. He kicks him again for good measure, hooks the waist lifts him up and drives him through the burning table with a gut wrench powerbomb.
Jorge: The fire staff quickly put out the smashed up burning table.
Mike: The mat was charred where the table burned longer than is usually does.
Jorge: That evens the tide, at now two stages of the Ultimate Tables portion of the match complete.
Mike: Eddie Williams needs a double table smash, and Derek Steel needs a flaming table.
Both men are down on the mat, both feeling the wearing of this match. As they both start to move, the fans in the Cult section start cheering for Eddie, over and over. Eddie feels the cheer, and gets to his feet first. Steel up, turns and is met with a solid right hand to the head, followed by a second right hand, that sends him into the corner. Eddie unleashes lefts and rights, then kicks until Steel is down and out in the corner. Williams leaves the ring, and pulls up the apron, pulling out several tables. He slides one into the ring, and then another, and then another, and another. Williams sets up tables on the floor and then slides into the ring. He lifts one table up and puts another on top of it, with the legs facing upwards. He them sets up tables in two corners.
Jorge: This match is getting more and more dangerous by the second.
Mike: It's for the biggest prize in the UWF, all the marbles are on the table.
Williams pulls Steel up, turns him and slams him face first into the top turnbuckle, only planned on it twice but his cheering section pushed him to do it ten times, and added one to grow on as the bikers cheered relentlessly. Williams pulls him out of the corner and puts Steel on top of the two tables, one facing upwards, on top of the one set up. Williams climbs the top turnbuckle, and looks poised, then dives off, Steel grabs the top table and spins it as best he can, the legs of the table driving straight into the stomach and chest of Williams as he dove off, the force of connecting with the legs, sends Steel catapulting off the table and into one of the tables in the corner, smashing through the table, just making a whole in the table. Half of his body is in the hole, the other half is out.
Jorge: Looks as if they just shot Steel out of a cannon.
Mike: That just looks so wrong, Steel is feeling the pain, that is for sure. This however is not a successful table smash for Williams.
Jorge: Still quite effective, even if he meant not to do it.
Mike: That gouge from the legs of the table was very brutal. You can almost see bruising forming already.
Williams is up and leaning in the corner, holding his ribs. Steel is still dangling from the table. Williams manages to get over, setting the table back up the way he had it, and pulls Steel from the hole in the table, hooks the waist and takes him over with a German Suples, driving him through both tables, he immediately drapes an arm over him.
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Steel rolled his shoulder in the nick of time. Williams pushes himself up, as Steel rolls off the destroyed tables and rolls out of the ring to the floor, with a thump. Williams is getting back up, still holding the ribs, and looking at them, he can see heavy bruising. Steel uses the table on the floor to help himself up. Williams runs off the ropes, jumping over the broken tables, leaps up to the top rope and springboards down with a plancha splash. Williams hooks the leg on the floor, the ref slow to exit the ring, counts.
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Kickout by Steel. Williams looks at the ref with disgust. He pulls Steel up, who jabs him in the now dark blue section of his rib cage causing him to double over. Again Charity tosses him the lighter fuel as he spreads it on the table, he watches Charity light the table, as Steel lifts him up, scoops him and slams him through the flaming table. Steel drops down and covers.
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Williams gets the shoulder up. Steel starts to pull him up, but Williams slaps on a small package.
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Steel manages to escape the pinfall. Steel moves away from Williams as Williams gets to his feet. Then they lock up again, both driving a right hand into the other's head.
Jorge: What back and forth action. Both men coming so close to winning the title, I thought for sure Derek Steel had him beat.
Mike: The ref had to feel the concrete close to the floor on that one. Both have fullfilled the Ultimate Table Portion of the match.
Jorge: It's down to a pinfall now, that's the only way to win this match.
Mike: They are both getting up again.
Williams with a right and blocks a right, then another right, followed by a third right, and then a short power clothesline. Williams pulls Steel up and slides him into the ring, and he climbs the top turnbuckle. The busted tables have been cleared by the ring crew, who all night had stayed on top of wreckage in the ring. Steel gets up and turns to the corner, as Willimas flies off with a huge top rope clothesline. Williams hooks the back leg.
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Steel gets the arm up. Williams pulls him up, and tries to hook on a gut wrench, but Steel steps through and puts Williams into an abdominal stretch, driving the pain on the already injured ribs.
Mike: I don't know how much more of that Williams can take, but submissions do not win the match.
Jorge: Must be a pinfall, that was the way the President handed down the rules.
Mike: Can't believe the CEO called him smart.
Jorge: That one made me one to break out the Tequila early.
Williams frees up a leg and gives Steel a hip toss. Steel rolls over quickly and charges in trying to drive a shoulder into the ribs, but Williams flips up to the top rope, leaps off hooking the head, and executes a hurricanrana roll up.
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Reversed roll over by Steel, he has Williams pinned.
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Push out by Williams, and he has his shoulders covered.
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Steel pushes him off, and then hooks the head and rolls Williams into a small package.
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Rolling back, Williams has his shoulders pinned.
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Steel manages to get free. Both men get to their feet at the same time and both clothesline the other at the same time, sending them both to the mat hard.
Jorge: They are going so fast now at this late stage of the match. Both have given all they can give, and we still have to keep going.
Mike: You always overstate the obvious, do you actually know that?
Jorge: Yeah, when I call you a moron, everyone knows it, I just enjoy doing it.
Steel gets to his feet. Williams gets to his feet as well. He moves in, giving Steel a boot to the midsection, and then whips him to the ropes, Williams turns his back, then leaps up and springboards back into the ring, nailing Steel with a flying forearm to the head, with a some springboard assistance. Williams pulls him up and hooks him in a bulldog move, he runs to the corner and climbs, turns him around, Steel reaches up and hooks the neck and leg of Williams and spins around dropping him with a face up f-5. Steel lands on top and hooks the leg.
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Mike: Holy Shit, he caught him with the Dark Hours, while Williams was trying a push off bulldog.
Jorge: He caught him at the right moment, hooking the head and leg and nailed his finisher and luckily landed on top to get the win.
Mike: Congradulations to Derek Steel he's the new UWF World Champion.
Jorge: Outstanding match by both competitiors, and I have a feeling, Eddie Williams is not going to go away.
Miller: The winner of the match, and NEW UWF World Heavyweight Champion, Derek Steel.
Mike: What a night, the official announcement, Derek Steel will leave the UWF World Champion, after one hellacious match.
Jorge: Good night to all, see you next Sunday for Sunday Night Carnage.
