Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY PRESENTED IN HD In a technique unusual to pro-wrestling we start not with an introductory video, song, or even announcement. Rather we kick off the event with in ring action... *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! The crowd boos, as Chris Stevens makes his way towards the ring. COLE And Chris Stevens on his way out first on OAOAST HeldDOWN, ready for a fatal 4-way showdown! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following is a Fatal 4-Way match, scheduled for one fall, with NO disqualifications and NO countouts! Introducing first, hailing from Rochester, Minnesota, weighing in at 221 pounds...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSS SSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COLE And this match will feature four of the five challengers for "After Hours" Felix Strutter at Zero Hour in the Heartland Invitational Chamber of Hell III, but we haven't gotten so much as a HINT as to who the sixth man will be! COACH I'm anxious to find out, Cole! I mean, who could it possibly be? Stevens slides into the ring, not acknowledging anyone, aside from an angry sneer at the main camera. Suddenly, a cold, dark voice begins to speak the ungodly hymn over the loud speakers, as smoke begins to cover the entrance way. "Come on God, Answer Me. For Years, I've Been Asking You Why? Why are the Innocent Dead and the Guilty Alive? Where is Justice? Where is Punishment? . . . . . . . . . . . Or Have You Already Answered? Have You Already Said to the World, Here is Justice. Here is Punishment. Here.... In Me." Punishment by BIOHAZARD plays, as Brock Ausstin makes his way through the curtains to a big pop, doing his HAPPY HAPPY HOSS DANCE~! in the aisle. BUFFER From Victoria, Minnesota, weighing in at 290 pounds... "THE CURRENT BIG THING", BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! COLE Two-time Heartland champion, and everyone remembers the "Spin the Wheel, Make the Deal" Iron Man match with Alfdogg at last year's Zero Hour, in which Brock Ausstin won his first-ever singles title! Brock hops onto the apron and climbs into the ring, doing his dance while staring down Stevens. Magnum Opus hits, and Alfdogg makes his way out, getting a mixed reaction. BUFFER Weighing in at 240 pounds...he is a former THREE-TIME holder of the Heartland title, as well as a former THREE-TIME Heavyweight champion of the WORLD...ALFDOGG!!!!! COLE And Alf, the man who won the first two Heartland chamber matches, looks to three-peat in just 10 days at Zero Hour! He is one of only two men that will have appeared in all three Chamber matches! Alf slides into the ring and poses on the buckles, drawing another mixed reaction, as God of Thunder hits. COACH And here comes the other man! BUFFER And from Green Bay, Wisconsin, weighing in at 250 pounds...THUNDERKID!!!!! TK walks halfway down the aisle, then sprints the rest of the way! COLE Two-time Heartland champion, and HERE WE GO! *DING DING DING* TK slides in, and goes after Alf, as Brock and Stevens slug it out. COLE TK and Alf! Brock and Chris Stevens! TK and Alf battle it out in a corner, as Alf lays in CHOPS~! Meanwhile, Stevens goes to the eyes of Brock, then whips him across the ring. Brock ducks a clothesline, however, and hits a BIG one of his own! COLE Big-time clothesline from Brock Ausstin! TK reverses Alf in the corner, and hammers away, but Brock attacks him from behind! COACH Look at this! COLE Every man for himself in there, Brock going after TK now! Brock rams TK into the buckle, then delivers some right hands, before Alf comes after him, but Brock cuts him off with a foot to the gut. Brock then whips Alf hard into a corner, catching him with a HIGH backdrop! COLE And Brock Ausstin showing off lots of strength in there! Brock covers... 1... 2... TK saves, driving an elbow into the back of Brock's head! COLE TK with the save, and let me remind all of you at home, tihs is not elimination rules! The first man to score a pinfall or submission, wins the match! COACH And let's stress that, PINFALL or SUBMISSION! No disqualifications in this match! Stevens backs into the ropes, and catches Brock from behind with a bulldog! Stevens stomps away, as TK hammers on Alf once again in a corner. Stevens then backs into the ropes, and knocks Brock to the floor with a baseball slide! COLE And Brock Ausstin to the outside! Stevens goes under the ring, and comes out with a garbage can! COACH And they're bringing out the weapons early! Stevens hammers Brock on the back with the garbage can, as Alf takes the advantage on TK inside the ring. He hits a snap suplex, followed by a snap legdrop! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! On the outside, Stevens charges Brock with the trash can, but gets it kicked back into his face! COACH Oh no! COLE Chris Stevens tasting his own trash can, and I can say from experience, that is not a pleasant taste! COACH COLE ...nevermind... Alf whips TK into the ropes, then backs into the ropes himself, and catches TK with a Hart Attack clothesline! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Meanwhile, Brock whips Stevens into the steel steps! COLE And Stevens tasting more steel on the outside! TK dodges a charge into the corner from Alf, then lifts him overhead in a PRESS SLAM~! COLE A big press slam inside the ring! TK slams Alf down, and plays to the crowd, but gets floored by a Brock clothesline! COLE And Brock Ausstin back inside! Stevens struggles his way to the top rope, and floors Brock with a missile dropkick! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! TK reverses an Alf Irish whip, and hooks him in a sleeper! However, Alf quickly counters with a jawbreaker! COLE Nice counter move by Alf right there, dropping down! Alf hammers on TK, while Stevens continues to do so on Brock. Brock ducks another clothesline, however, and catches Stevens with a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! COLE Great suplex by Brock Ausstin! Alf catches Brock from behind with a German suplex! 1... 2... Kickout! TK tries to pick up Chris Stevens, and catches a low blow for his efforts! COLE And a low blow from Chris Stevens to Thunderkid! Stevens then whips TK across, and catches him with a high knee! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Alf traps Brock in the corner, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Brock takes his arms down from the corner, as Alf delivers a third! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Brock grabs Alf, and tosses him back into the corner, delivering rights downstairs, then a big uppercut, which knocks him into a lying position across the buckles! Brock knocks him right back down with a big blow to the midsection, as Stevens and TK have made it to the outside. Stevens slams a chair across the back of TK! COLE And more steel brought into play, down across the back of TK! Brock whips Alf across the ring, and puts his head down, allowing Alf to catch him with a swinging neckbreaker! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Stevens delivers another shot with the chair, then tosses it to the ground. He rolls TK back inside, as Alf chokes Brock across the middle rope. Alf then pushes Brock to the outside, and follows him out to the aisle, where he delivers right hands, then attempts a piledriver! COACH Uh-oh, Alf's going for a piledriver on the floor! However, Brock blocks, and backdrops Alf onto the concrete! COLE But no, it's Alf who eats the concrete! Meanwhile, TK catches Stevens with a dropkick as Stevens comes off the top rope! COACH And Chris Stevens gets caught inside! Brock makes his way back to the ring, as TK covers... 1... 2... Kickout! Brock grabs TK, and delivers a foot to the midsection, as Alf pulls Stevens to the outside, but Stevens catches him with a European uppercut. Brock whips TK into the ropes, and catches him with a POWERSLAM~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Stevens grabs the ring steps, and charges Alf with them, but Alf executes a drop toe hold, sending Stevens face-first down into the steps! COLE And there's a nice counter by Alf! Alf then rams Stevens into the guardrail, before grabbing the steps himself and dropping them onto the back of Stevens! COLE The steps coming into play once again! Brock has TK in a Canadian backbreaker, as Alf picks up the steps once again. This time, he waits for Stevens to get to his feet, but when he does, he dropkicks the steps, knocking them down on top of Alf! COACH OH! TK manages to get to the buckles, kicking off of them, and catching Brock in a small package! 1... 2... Kickout! Brock whips TK into a corner, and charges...but TK gets his feet up! Meanwhile, Stevens drops Alf sternum-first onto the guardrail! Stevens delivers some more European uppercuts, but Alf reverses an Irish whip, sending Stevens crashing into the timekeeper's area! COLE And we may have people hurt over at the timekeepers' table... As TK works over Brock's knee in the ring, Alf reaches under the ring, and grabs a KENDO STICK~! COACH Uh-oh...they may not be the only people! Alf raises the stick in the air, and hammers Stevens with it, as the crowd starts to lean more towards Alf! COLE And Alf earning some accolades with the beating he's putting on Chris Stevens right now! Meanwhile, TK has applied a figure-four to Brock in the ring! COACH Look at this! COLE Figure-four by TK! Will Brock submit? Alf stops to pose for the crowd, but gets nailed from behind with the ring bell by Stevens! COLE But Chris Stevens coming right back, this guy's tough! Stevens tosses the bell down, then slides in and stomps away on TK, breaking his hold on Brock. Stevens then tosses TK to the outside, as Alf slowly climbs to the top buckle. COACH Uh-oh, this could be it, Cole! COLE Could it be the Five-Star Alf Splash? COACH No, Brock's getting up! Brock limps over to the corner, and knocks Alf's feet from under him, racking him on the top rope! Brock follows him up, as TK and Stevens battle in the aisleway. COACH These guys better not get too far from the ring here! Brock stands on the second rope, and takes Alf down with a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! COLE Belly-to-belly from the middle rope! This is it! 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! COLE But Alf JUST does escape! COACH I don't know how much longer he has, though! TK and Stevens better get back in there! TK clotheslines Stevens over the guardrail and into the crowd! COLE They're getting REALLY far away from where they need to be now! TK hammers Stevens in the crowd, as Brock hammers on Alf in the corner in the ring. TK shortly tosses Stevens back into the aisle, and they make their way back to the ring. TK tries to ram Stevens into the steps, but Stevens blocks and counters. Meanwhile, Alf gouges the eyes of Brock, then hops onto his shoulders and executes a HURRICANRANA~!, hooking his legs as he reaches the mat... 1... 2... Kickout! COACH We've got a lot of close falls in the ring here! Alf gets to his feet, then scales the top rope...and hits a MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE, taking out both TK and Stevens! COLE Alf FLYING to the outside! What a risk to take at this point in the match, but it's paid off bigtime! Brock slowly rolls to the outside, still with a slight limp, as he delivers some stomps to Stevens, then tosses him inside and works over Alf. TK slowly gets to his feet, and assists Brock. TK holds Alf back for some body shots from Brock, but that's broken up in a hurry as Stevens grabs TK by the hair and starts to drag him back inside. However, Brock delivers a right to Stevens, then grabs TK back for himself. Alf rolls back inside, and Stevens pounces right away. COLE Man, what action we're seeing in this one! COACH And think, this is just a TASTE, just an APPETIZER...before Zero Hour, Cole! COLE Wow! Brock and TK slug it out on the floor, as Stevens attempts an Irish whip, but Alf reverses, drops down, then catches Stevens with a AA SPINEBUSTER~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Alf picks up Stevens, and attempts a back suplex, but Stevens slides behind the back, and catches Alf with a SUPERKICK~! COLE Nice kick from Chris Stevens, after escaping the suplex! Brock then catches Stevens with a clothesline! Brock chokes away on the mat, as TK returns to the action to hammer on Alf. Stevens reverses an Irish whip, sending Brock into the corner, then catches him with a Dynamite Kid-style clothesline! COACH Whoa! COLE What a hard clothesline by Stevens there, that's how you take the big man down! Meanwhile, TK reverses a TOMBSTONE~! attempt by Alf, and drills him with a TOMBSTONE~! of his own! COLE Alf hit with a tombstone! 1... 2... NO! Stevens saves! COLE But Stevens there JUST in time for the save! Stevens goes back to work on Brock, as TK hammers Alf in a corner. Stevens goes to the top, and jumps off...but Brock sticks a foot up, and Stevens jumps right into it! COLE Brock Ausstin getting the foot up as Chris Stevens was coming off the ropes! Stevens retreats to the outside, as TK grabs Alf from behind, and gets kicked low as a result! COLE And a low blow by Alf inside, as Brock and Stevens go at it again on the outside! Alf stomps away on TK, as Stevens goes to the eyes of Brock, then grabs some TV cable and wraps it around Brock's throat! COLE Chris Stevens trying to choke the life out of Brock Ausstin with that TV cable! Stevens rolls Brock back inside, as TK blocks an Alf suplex, and executes one of his own! Stevens hits a kneedrop on Brock, and covers... 1... 2... Brock gets a foot on the rope! COLE Brock Ausstin getting his foot out! Stevens chokes Brock some more in the corner, then makes his way over to TK. Alf works his way to his feet, then goes after Brock in the corner. TK whips Stevens into the ropes, and drops down, then Stevens ducks a clothesline, and catches TK with a bodypress! TK tries to catch him, but can't hold on, and both men go tumbling over the top to the floor! COACH Whoa! COLE Quite a spill for TK and Stevens! Alf attempts an Irish whip on Brock, but Brock counters...and pulls Alf in, lifting him onto his shoulders! COLE Here it comes! Could be the F-STUNNER-5~! Brock attempts the F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111...but Alf comes down in front of Brock on his feet, and kicks him in his bad knee! He then trips Brock up...and applies the SHARPSHOOTER~!!!!!11111 COACH All right! COLE SHARPSHOOTER! There's no one else in sight! Alf cranks back on the hold, as Brock yells in pain. Alf pulls him out to mid-ring, as the referee asks Brock if he wants to tap. Brock inches towards the ropes, as TK slowly rolls back inside. Once he gets all the way in and gets to his feet, Alf drops Brock, then grabs TK and applies the hold on him! COACH Look at this! COLE And now TK trapped in the Sharpshooter! Alf sits on it in the middle of the ring, as Stevens sneaks in from behind with the chair, and BLASTS Alf from behind! COLE BIG shot from Chris Stevens! Look at the pain going through Alf's body! COACH Well, that's one way to counter Alf's Sharpshooter! Stevens pushes Alf to the outside, then goes back after TK. He backs TK into a corner, and hammers him with European uppercuts, as Brock struggles to his feet. Brock limps over to the corner, and attacks Stevens from behind. He whips him across to the opposite corner, and follows him in with a big clothesline! He then picks up TK, and lifts him in a PRESS SLAM~! COLE And look at the power still left in Brock Ausstin! However, Stevens comes from behind with a chop block, but it puts TK on top! 1... 2... Stevens saves! COACH And Chris Stevens almost cost himself the match with that move! TK and Stevens stomp away on Brock, eventually knocking him outside the ring. Stevens then goes right to work on TK, raking his eyes and whipping him into the ropes, hitting him with a HIGH KNEE~! He then picks up TK and hits a back suplex, then points to the top rope. COLE And now Chris Stevens looks to be going for his frog splash! Stevens scales the ropes, but then TK gets to his feet, and grabs Stevens, who tries to beg off, but TK launches him into mid-ring! COACH Who does Stevens think he is, Ric Flair? TK grabs Stevens in a front facelock, then signals to the crowd. COACH Uh-oh... COLE And TK going for the Thunderbolt DDT~! However, before he can set up, Brock is back in, and he grabs TK from behind, then spins him around, and delivers an OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY, sending TK right over the top rope! COLE Brock is back, and TK LAUNCHED back to the outside! Alf is just coming to on the outside, and he grabs the kendo stick once again, as Stevens delivers a low blow to Brock on the inside. Once TK exposes his back, Alf starts to hammer away! COLE Alf back to his senses, and he's laying it into TK with that kendo stick! Alf raises the stick in the air, drawing another mixed reaction. Stevens has scaled the top rope from the inside...but when he jumps off, Alf catches him with the stick on the way down! COACH Chris got caught! TK slowly rolls into the ring, as Alf hammers Stevens with the stick, then starts tearing apart the Spanish announce table. COLE Uh-oh... COACH What's Alf setting up here? Alf picks up Stevens, and rolls him onto the table. He delivers some forearm shots, then grabs the steel chair, and rolls back inside, delivering shots to the head of both TK and Brock! Alf then climbs to the top rope, and gets his balance, as the crowd begins to buzz. COLE Oh my... Alf raises his arms up in the air, then leaps off...and LEGDROPS STEVENS THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE~!!! COLE Look at the CARNAGE~! Alfdogg, Chris Stevens both out! Thunderkid, Brock Ausstin both out! The crowd applauds, as some chant "HO-LY SHIT~!" Finally, after several seconds, TK starts to stir, and Brock is soon to follow. TK and Brock slug it out from their knees, working their way to their feet, as Brock gets the better of the exchange. Brock backs TK into a corner with right hands, but TK turns him around and fires off right of his own. Brock reverses an Irish whip, and TK attempts to sling over Brock, but Brock catches him on his shoulder. Brock goes for the Snake Eyes, but TK slips off and shoves Brock into the buckles, then floors him with a BICYCLE KICK~! COLE TK with that bicycle kick, and Brock is down! TK sets up a gutwrench, but Brock counters, and backdrops TK! Brock then sets up the F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 COLE Brock looking to end it right here! TK slips off the back, however, and sets up the THUNDERBOLT DDT~!!!!!11111 COLE And now TK looking to end it! Brock spins out and behind TK, and hooks in the KATAHAJIME~!!!!!11111 COACH WHOA~! COLE KATAHAJIME~! This is finally it, I think! TK moves around for the ropes, but Brock drops to his back, and TK slowly fades. COACH He's fading, Cole! All of a sudden, Alf flies into the range of the camera, hitting both men with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 COLE FIVE-STAR~! Where the hell did Alf come from??? All three men are out of it on the mat. COLE But Alf too hurt, and can't make the cover! Stevens rolls back into the ring, and drapes an arm over Brock... COACH Look at this! 1... 2... 3!!! COACH WOW! *DING DING DING* COLE And Chris Stevens is going to win this thing! BUFFER The winner of the match...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSS SSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COLE Chris Stevens, after going through that announce table at the hands of Alfdogg, had enough fortitude, enough prescence of mind to roll in and score the pinfall! COACH What a huge win for Chris Stevens! This gives him some big time momentum! Stevens rolls out of the ring and staggers down the aisle, raising one hand in the air. COLE No doubt about it, it's all with Chris Stevens, with 10 days to go until Zero Hour! Let's go to... As Party Like a Rockstar plays the opening video rolls, highlighting the adrenaline-charged, mile per minute action OAOAST HeldDOWN has become famous far, while showcasing several of its primary superstars. The video comes to a rousing end with Landon Maddix standing bellow a parade of fireworks, holding his OAOAST world title. We're taken into the arena where as usual the fans are delirious with excitement for another marvelous edition OAOAST sports entertainment. The announce team stands in front of the ring, that's highlighted by a pair of soft orange and white spotlights. COLE Ladies and gentlemen, we give you a warm and official welcome to OAOAST HeldDOWN! I'm Michael Cole, and with me as always is The Coach. We just saw Chris Stevens pick up huge victory on the way to Zero Hour. But will any of his fellow sports entertainers be able to gain any momentum as we head into one of the biggest pay per view events of the fall. Please stay with us because we have more to come after this. COMMERCIAL BREAK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 OAOAST babe reporter Maggie Nerdly greets us atop the world famous interview stage with a smile that’d melt your heart and harden your dick. MAGGIE Hey, you guys. Don’t touch that remote because the raddest and baddest action on television will resume in just a moment. But right now I’d like to introduce a couple of independent women who played a key role in last week’s Heavenly Rockers-Love Doctors match. So ya’ll give a warm KFC welcome to my sister Melody and her non-Nerdly sister BFF Holly-Wood, the Angels of Death!! “YYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Another Body Murdered blares overhead, and the Angels of Death receive a thunderous ovation. Maggie and Melody share a family moment, which Holly declines to be apart of despite Melody’s constant nagging. MAGGIE In the interest of equal time, the Heavenly Rockers were also offered an opportunity to speak here tonight, but they’ve REFUSED all media requests. You ladies have rattled their cages going into Zero Hour. MELODY Normally I’d be against disturbing animals, Maggs, but Synth and Logan are two dogs who deserve to be put down! Instead of counting down the days to the release of Halo 3, I’ve had to deal with those nitwits. They injured Jock and Baron and they’ve tried to intimidate me out of professional wrestling. Well, let me tell you something, Heavenly Rockers. I ain’t afraid of you. You may be bigger and stronger than me, but Holly has taught me everything I need to know about defending myself. With her as my partner and the support of the fans, it won’t be a beautiful day for you at Zero Hour. MAGGIE Wow, M, I’ve never seen you so confident. Holly must have you training 24/7. MELODY Oh, gosh, that’s the best part -- I’m not! Jock and Baron think it’s a mistake and offered to train us while they recover from their injuries, but Holly told me she’s been in the biz over 3 years and hasn’t bothered to learn anything other than your basic moves, you know, body slams and stuff. If it’s good enough for her, it’s good enough for me. Holly’s so calm and collect she’s cooler than the other side of the pillow! MAGGIE Holly, by no means am I a wrestling expert, but…uh…shouldn’t you guys be training a little harder? I mean, M’s idea of wrestling is something out of “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon“ -- lots of high wire acrobats -- and the Heavenly Rockers are former tag team champions. They’ll be able to exploit your weaknesses. HOLLY Um, excuse me, but have you ever wrestled? MAGGIE No. HOLLY Have you ever managed the World tag team champions? MAGGIE Nope. HOLLY Then what do you know about wrestling? Oh, I know. Nothing! MAGGIE All right, geez. I’m sorry. Don’t get so defensive about your methods. HOLLY Which has proven to be quite successful, thank you very much. I’m richer and more famous than I was 3 years ago. I can’t walk down the street without somebody begging me for an autograph. Women the world over wish they could be me. At this time Melody has the honor of tagging with the most devilish woman in professional wrestling. I’ll do anything to anyone, including my own husband, to get what I want. And believe me, I’m going to get what I want at Zero Hour. MELODY Me, too. When the Angels of Death terminate the Heavenly Rockers. Yee-haw! Melody fires her imaginary pistols as we go to… COLE Fans, personally I can't wait to see Melody and Holly take down The Heavenly Rockers and this Colonel Abdullah character. COACH Keep dreaming, fool. This ain't no video game, Melody and Holly can't just go into the editor and change all their moves to burning hammers, and triple powerbombs. Out here in the real OAOAST Melody's finisher is a slap, and Holly's is a fisherman suplex. Unless your name is Curt Hennig that means you in troooooubbble! COLE That remains to be seen, Coach. Folks, we'll be back with more after this. COMING UP NEXT MONEY TALKS. BULLSHIT WALKS. CHRISTIAN WRIGHT AND THEODORE MONEYMAKER IN ACTION NEXT COMMERCIAL BREAK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 (edited) We return to a wide arena shot, which sees every member of the audience mug for their thirty seconds of camera time. But ten seconds is all they'll collectively get before we settle on dance club chic entry way... James Brown‘s “Living in America” plays the flag waving All-American Boys to the ring. BUFFER The following contest on HeldDOWN~!, tag team action scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave…FREEDOM and LIBERTY…THE ALL-AMERICAN BOYS!! “YYEEEAAAAHHHHHHH!” COLE How about that, Coach? We now know the names of these masked patriots. Freedom and Liberty. I love it. COACH Especially in airport restrooms! “Money Talks” by AC/DC hits and the crowd immediately begins to direct its venom towards the two guys, a girl and a briefcase. BUFFER And their opponents, accompanied by their Chief Financial Officer MACKENZIE DECENZO, representing the Enterprise, the former One & Only World tag team champions…THEODORE MONEYMAKER and CHRISTIAN WRIGHT! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Theodore laughs manically as he climbs up the steel steps flashing the universal sign of money (fingers). Inside, Mackenzie helps CW remove his red jacket, revealing a physique that would pass any Wellness Policy in the world (because he‘s The Natural, silly). COLE Here are the men who will square off against The Love Doctors at Zero Hour. With more on that, The Love Doctors have these pre-recorded comments. * SWOOSH * The Love Doctors appear in a small box at the upper left hand corner of the screen in their scrubs and lab coats. DR. MAX Money may be able to buy a lot of things, but one thing it can’t buy is our obligation to the patients of Windy City Hospital and fans around the world. DR. STEVEN Theodore Moneymaker, Christian Wright, you guys go on and on about the power of money, claiming how easy it would be to destroy us personally and professionally. Sunday night, September 30th you’ll have the opportunity to put your money where your mouth is. But I can promise you this right now: it won’t be easy as you think. * SWOOSH * COLE Strong words from The Love Doctors, who picked up a huge win over the Heavenly Rockers last week on the program. COACH Thanks to a little help from the Angels of Death. I bet they got free gynecological exams in exchange. * DINGDINGDING * Christian Wright and Freedom begin with a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Wright plants the tip of the boot into the midsection of Freedom, doubling him over, then snaps his head straight back with a hard European uppercut. CW chops the masked patriot against the ropes and tags in Theodore Moneymaker after an Irish whip. The Billion Dollar Heir follows up a well placed forearm to the gut with a BILLION $ KNEELIFT! COLE Beautifully executed. MACKIE COACH Speaking of beautiful, Mackenzie DeCenzo loves what she’s seeing. Her tandem looking sharp going into Zero Hour, Sunday night, September 30th live on pay-per-view. Rather than go for the pin Theodore slams Freedom near his corner and allows him to make the tag. As Liberty steps through the ropes, Moneymaker clubs him across the shoulders and snap mares him over to the mat, dropping A FISTFUL OF DOLLARS onto his face! But the Billion Dollar Heir goes to the well one too many times, driving his fist into the canvas on a second attempt. He whipped in and back dropped, then brought to the mat in a side headlock. Moneymaker refuses to stay on the ground for long, immediately returning to a vertical base. Without delay he shoots Liberty into the Enterprise side of the ring, where Christian Wright delivers a knee to the spine of the back! COACH It’s the little things Wright and Moneymaker do right, Cole. They’re by far the smartest tag team in wrestling today. Not to mention the richest! CW drapes Liberty across his shoulders and tumbles forward, crashing all his weight onto the proud American with the BANK ROLL! Then he pops to his feet and SPEARS Freedom off the apron! “OH!” Wright’s next act of business is to elevate Liberty for a suplex, only to drop him flat on his face! COLE Stockmarket Crash! And that’ll do it. ONE… TWO… THREE!!! * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Here are your winners, THEODORE MONEYMAKER and CHRISTIAN WRIGHT! COLE Impressive outing for the Enterprise. What a match it should be at Zero Hour between them and The Love Doctors. Mackie raises her team’s hands in victory. Highlights of the match are replayed , freezing on the aforementioned shot of the Enterprise celebrating their win before going to… COMMERCIAL BREAK Edited September 21, 2007 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 OAOAST HELDDOWN IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY Sydney White-Starring Amanda Bynes Rhapsody-Think it. Hear It. And... Dorito Collisions-Two bold flavors. One bag. Backstage we go, into the locker room of our very own Franchise, Zack Malibu. Why we're in Zack's locker room while he's in the middle of a presumably private phone conversation isn't clear but hey, it's wrestling. As Zack continues to talk away as you would if you didn't realise you were being watched, his locker room door begins to open though. And much to The Franchise's surprise, LANDON MADDIX breezes in. MADDIX Can I have... Zack, looking very surprised still under his scowl, holds up a hand to Maddix. MALIBU (down the phone) Just give me a second wouldya. Setting down his phone, Zack stands up, ready to fight. MALIBU What the hell do you want? MADDIX Relax, relax. I've got a proposition for you, one you might be pretty interested in. MALIBU Why would I be interested in anything you have to say? MADDIX Well, hear me out here, okay? Jeez. Look, we don't agree on much. We don't see eye to eye on many things, if any. But after what happened last week, I think we can both agree on one thing... Tha Puerto Rican can not be trusted. Scoffing under his breath, Zack shakes his head and sits back down. MALIBU Tell me something I don't know. MADDIX Right, so, we can both agree that he's a conniving little son of a bitch who we both hate. MALIBU (glances up) Sure. And I deal with those kinda people every day here. If that was meant at a shot at Landon, it flies over his head. MADDIX Okay, but here's the thing, we shouldn't even have to be dealing with him. I'm the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, you're the former Champion... what is PRL? He's a distraction. So he won some battle royal, got himself a title shot? He lost at AngleSlam. HE lost, I pinned him... with your help, I guess... anyway, the important point is, PRL doesn't deserve this rematch at Zero Hour! By rights it should be you and me, one on one. Deep down, that's what you want and don't try to kid me and tell me any different. And for that to happen, we need to get rid of PRL. Now, I've pulled a few strings and I've got us a Handicap Match tonight, you and me versus PRL... MALIBU (chuckling to himself) You have got to be kidding me. MADDIX Wha... MALIBU You do realise I know you gave PRL this exact same speech last week, right? What's changed? A little matter of a superkick to the face perhaps? Come on Maddix, what did you think was going to happen, you coming in here offering to TEAM with me. MADDIX Don't think of it like that. Think of it as using a situation to your advantage. Come on Zack, think of yourself for once! You live your life for those people out there, being their 'Franchise', doing what they want. Be selfish for once. Do this for you. Not for me, you! Come on Zack! Standing back up, Zack stares at Landon, still looking mildly amused. MALIBU You know, you are so full of crap... MADDIX Now, come on... MALIBU ...but, I'm not doing anything else tonight. And hey, maybe I'll get to pin PRL like I pinned you last week. So, what the hell, you've got a partner tonight. MADDIX And I can trust you. Because, you're a trustworthy guy, right? MALIBU Sure. You can take my word, I won't walk out on you tonight. Looking like he can hardly believe his luck, Landon looks ready to hug his arch-rival for a second before realising just what he's doing. He settles for patting Zack on the shoulder, which still earns him a dirty look, pumping an encouraging fist to his makeshift partner before leaving the locker room with a big smile on his face. Hands on hips, Zack shakes his head and picks up the phone again. MALIBU Candie, you hear all that? ..... Yeah, can you believe that kid? COMMERCIAL BREAK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 (edited) We return to live action with a shot Cole and Coach, once again standing in front of an orange lit ring. COLE Right now, we'd like to get you up to speed with some footage from our Syndicated broadcast from this past weekend. A couple of weeks ago, we showed you the closing stages of a match between Jamie O'Hara and James Blonde, when Nathaniel Black got VERY involved at the expense of Jamie O'Hara. Well, this past weekend, O'Hara was given an opportunity to try and extract some revenge, albeit against the three hundred pound Samoan Wrecking Ball, Faqu. Well, once again, Nathaniel Black got involved, as we can show you right now. ***** The footage begins to roll with Faqu tied up in the ropes, Andre The Giant style and O'Hara giving all he has with some wild right hands. James Blonde is on the outside and going crazy at the referee for not doing anything to help his partner. COLE (VOICEOVER) And here you see, after a absorbing a lot of punishment from the big Samoan, O'Hara finally caught a break. But his luck didn't last long... As O'Hara finally stops punching, Blonde climbs to the apron and tries to help the referee untie his partner. This distraction though allows NATHANIEL BLACK to roll into the ring! COLE (VOICEOVER) In would come Nathaniel Black, with the referee distracted... spins O'Hara around and... *WHAM!* Black nails O'Hara with a Lariat so hard, it literally turns The Birmingham Bad Boy inside out!! COLE (VOICEOVER) ...unseen by the referee, a vicious clothesline from Black would turn the tide. Black quickly slides out of the ring just as Faqu is freed. Faqu shakes away the abuse he took a few seconds ago and stalks over to O'Hara, picking him up off the canvas. SCHIAVONE The referee didn't see a thing. And now, Jesse, O'Hara is defenceless! VENTURA Well so was Faqu and I didn't hear you complaining Schiavone! SCHIAVONE This is totally different and you know it! Nathaniel Black isn't involved in this match, this is basically three on one and now, O'Hara is helpless! Faqu drags the lifeless Birmingham Bad Boy to his feet, or as close as possible. Butterflying the arms, The Samoan Wrecking Ball then lets out a loud war cry, before lifting O'Hara up AND SPIKING HIM ON HIS HEAD WITH THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK PILEDRIVER!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" VENTURA Death By Samoan! You could count to a thousand and he wouldn't kick out! Cover by Faqu... 1... 2... 3!! *DINGDINGDING!* PENZER Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match... "THE SAMOAN WRECKING BALL", FFAAAAAQQUUUUUU!! ***** COLE Well, after the match, the trio of Black, Blonde and Faqu were cornered by Jesse Ventura and they had this to say! ***** More Syndicated footage, with the aforementioned trio in a locker room with Jesse. BLACK Yeh know, I am sick an' I am tired of Jamie O'Hara. I've been trackin' that scrawny little jackmonkey for damn near four months now an' I still 'aven't made myself clear to all these Yanks. They all think I'm in the wrong, just 'cause I'm an Englishman an'! They aut'amatically go against us just 'cause we're the foreigners. These two 'ere, they've 'ad to put up with it just like me. From the fans, to the refs, to the match makers, to the front office... everybody! VENTURA Nathaniel, I hate to interrupt you here, but Jamie O'Hara IS a foreigner. BLACK He ain't a foreigner! He sure as 'ell ain't British anyway, not really. All of that 'bling' or whatever the 'ell it's called, talkin' like he's some sorta braindead DefJam tosser. He's a disgrace to my country an' I ain't gonna rest so long as he's walkin' around the OAOAST. There's nothin' I enjoy more than knockin' out teeth of people like 'im. An' that's exactly what I did tonight! If there one type of person I 'ate more than those stinkin' Yanks out there, it's people who wanna be stinkin' Yanks! Jamie O'Hara, he ain't a real Englishman. He ain't a true Brit like me. He ain't built with the same bulldog spirit like Nathaniel Black an' I will do whatever it takes to prove that to the world. I am more of an Englishman than Jamie O'Hara in every way possible. It's as simple as that. ***** COLE Well, developments over the past few days. On OAOAST.com, Jamie O'Hara has this exclusively to say regarding Nathaniel Black. ***** Cut to Jamie O'Hara, sat on the swings in a pretty rundown looking playground. O'HARA So, Nathaniel Black says that I ain't a real Englishman? Man, you clearly ain't heard the buzz, dawg. I'm the Birmingham Bad Boy! I'm the Midlands' most undeniable superstar, that's for real. Ain't nobody in Birmingham who says I ain't English enough. So, I ain't gonna let some London wideboy wanker try an' make out any different! Now, I heard ya'll were talkin' some crap about how you were "more of an Englishman than Jamie O'Hara in e'ry way possible". Blacky, were I come from, those is fightin' words. Sounds like you're tryin'ta lay out a challenge to the big J-OH! So, I've been thinkin' 'bout it an' I've been thinkin', 'what better way to find out who's the better Brit'? An' the way I see it, we ain't got too many options. Let's face it mate, I ain't the most famous Brit in the US. And you ain't neither. It's mah boy Becks! An' how does Becks do? O'Hara stands up, picking up a SOCCER BALL from the floor. O'HARA Oh yeah. How 'bout this mate, you wanna see who the best Englishman is? You an' me, penalty shootout. Now, I know us Brits ain't all that hot on the penners all the time. So, that just goes to prove who's really hot an' who ain't. So, I'll see yeh in Memphis an' we'll settle it like men from 12 yards. How's about that? OUT! ***** COLE So, it seems like we've got a little bit of a challenge on the table. Jamie O'Hara, challenging Nathaniel Black to a Penalty Shootout to determine who the true Englishman really is. Have you ever heard anything like it Coach? COACH Is that, like, soccer? COLE Uhm, yes. COACH Well, as an American, I'm trained not to care one iota. But, as a Nathaniel Black fan, I hope he wipes the floor with O'Hara. So long as I don't have to pretend I know what's going on while it's happening. COLE Why change the habit of a lifetime? OHHHHH, BALLIN'! More HeldDOWN coming right up. COMMERCIAL BREAK Edited September 21, 2007 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 (edited) COLE So much is on the line in this next match up! Title for Title. Champion vs. Champion. The OAOAST 24/7 AND X-Division Championships will be up for grabs in one match! Colombian Heat, the 24/7 Champion puts his Title on the line against James Riggs, the NEW X-Division Champion, who is ALSO putting his belt on the line! Both titles will be on the line here, folks! The winner goes home with two belts. The loser goes home empty handed. These two men have had a 'heated' rivalry, no pun intended, since July. Will it even get hotter tonight? We are about to find out! Let's go to the ring! *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty-minute TV time limit. And it is for both the One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Championship AND the One And Only AngleSault Thread X-Division Championship! "Dani California" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers starts playing. The crowd stands up and starts booing. The entrance doors slide open, and James Riggs steps out, alongside his wife, Staci. Riggs has an arrogant smirk on his face. Staci looks lovingly at her husband. Riggs unzips his long white/silver leather trenchcoat, revealing the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt strapped around his waist. JR chuckles while Staci looks on in awe of the new X-Division Champion. COLE James Riggs looking to add another piece of hardware to his collection tonight! The boos get louder. Riggs looks at Staci, laughs manically, and then puts his left arm around Staci's shoulders. Together, the married couple walk down the entrance ramp, JR laughing off the booing fans. BUFFER Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. Accompanied to the ring by his wife and manager, Staci. From Torrence, California. Weighing in at 232 lbs. He is the reigning and defending One And Only AngleSault Thread X-Division Champion of the worrrrrrlllllldddddddddddddddddddddddddd! The self-proclaimed leader of JR Nation...JAMMMMESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS RIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! James Riggs shines his X-Division Championship belt as he continues walking down the entrance ramp while "Dani California" continues playing. COLE James Riggs has been the X-Division Champion for the past two weeks, defeating Dance Dance Dragon for the Title on the September 6th HeldDOWN~!, and then afterwards, BRUTALLY attacking Dragon with a steel chair, putting him out of action indefinitely with an injured knee! COACH Dance Dance Dragon was just getting what was coming to him all this time! COLE What? That's nidicolous! Dance Dance Dragon did nothing to deserve what happened to him two weeks ago! COACH Except be Dance Dance Dragon. COLE Oh will you stop!? Give me a break! JR pulls Staci away from a fan looking to grope her. He wags a finger at this drunken fan, and then climbs up the ring steps with Staci in tow. Staci and James stand on the ring apron. They kiss each other, and then Staci sits on the middle ring rope. In one smooth motion, Staci brings her legs up and crosses them, balancing her entire body on the middle rope while pushing up the top rope, allowing Riggs to step through. When Riggs is in the ring, she, in another smooth motion, uncrosses them and ducks under the top rope herself. COACH You know, if Colombian Heat was still with Princess Stacy, I think she would do that entrance too. COLE They broke up eight months ago, Coach. COACH It must hurt Colombian Heat to know that James Riggs gets to go home to not only a title, but a beautiful woman, while he gets to go home to just a title and a run down apartment. Not that I know what Colombian Heat's home looks like, but I'm sure it's run down and ratty, just like him! COLE Colombian Heat has the adoration of millions of fans. I'm sure that helps him sleep at night. COACH Would any of those fans be willing to kiss him? Caress him? Give him a blowj-- COLE Okay! That's enough, Coach! James Riggs hits a second turnbuckle and raises the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt in the air. Riggs then pounds his chest twice with crossed arms, before cockily thrusting them into the air. White pyro shoots along the ring apron behind him ala Shawn Michaels, before meeting at the ring post which explodes into a golden shower of sparklers. JR then raises the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt over his head. COACH That man could have all the gold tonight! COLE Indeed he can. James Riggs could conceivably leave this arena with not one, but TWO title belts in his possession. He is filled with confidence, and if he needed any more motivation, he already has ONE pinfall victory over Colombian Heat, from back in July on OAOAST Syndicated! COACH James Riggs has been on a roll since then. His only speed bump was at AngleSlam, but he recovered nicely, winning the X-Division Title. Now, tonight, he can avenge his loss at AngleSlam, and get what he deserves: the 24/7 Title! COLE Whether he 'deserves' the 24/7 Title is up for debate. COACH No it's not. COLE Regardless, James Riggs lost his match at AngleSlam thanks to some help from Spanish Fly-- COACH That little bastard. COLE So, he actually DOES have a reason to challenge for the 24/7 Title again! COACH You're damn right he does! COLE The question is: can he finally defeat Colombian Heat for the 24/7 Title? Or will he regret putting his X-Division Title on the line in this match-up? COACH James Riggs doesn't regret anything. The 24/7 Title is coming home with him tonight, ALONG with the X-Division Title. And Staci of course! COLE We are about to find out in a heartbeat away! James Riggs vs. Colombian Heat. Champion vs. Champion. For the X-Division AND 24/7 Titles! And it's coming up next right here on HeldDOWN~! Staci applauds her husband as he gets off the second turnbuckle. Staci removes James' long white/silver trenchcoat revealing his silver and black pants. She then takes off his sunglasses and places them on top of the leather trenchcoat. This is the last image we see before we go to a commercial break. Commercials We return to HeldDOWN~! with James Riggs bouncing up and down in the ring. He is holding the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt with his right hand. COLE Back on HeldDOWN~!, and we're just about to begin our Champion vs. Champion match. James Riggs is already in the ring. COACH Looking to become a double champion tonight! COLE But first he'll have to get through Colombian Heat! COACH Hey, he did it once! He can do it again! COLE That's what you said at AngleSlam. COACH I know what I said! But this time I KNOW I'm right! COLE Well, we will see in just a few moments. Riggs bounces up and down in place in the ring. He shakes his head, putting his game face on. Staci chats with Riggs while "Dani California" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers dies down. JR slings the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt over his right shoulder. COLE HeldDOWN~!'s about to feel the Heat! COACH Oh shut up! A piano plays a melody, causing the crowd to cheer. The lights go down in the arena, turning back on in tune with the melody. *"COME ON!"* *BOOM~!* "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Pyro explodes, leaving behind fire that burns on both sides of the entrance stage. "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil' Jon and Pitbull starts playing. The entrance doors slide open, and Colombian Heat comes charging out, full of energy. Heat raises the roof on one side of the entrance, and then raises the roof on the other side of the entrance. Colombian Heat unstraps the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt from around his waist, and raises it over his head to a loud pop. COLE This crowd is going absolutely wild for Colombian Heat! Colombian Heat does the Hulk Hogan "Cup-Hand-To-Ear" pose. Heat raises his hands, acknowledging the fans. Colombian Heat then points to both sides of the arena, and then walks down the entrance ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way while carrying the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt with his left hand. BUFFER And his opponent. Originally from Bogotá, Colombia but now residing in Miami, Florida. Weighing in at 180 lbs. He is the reigning and defending One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion of the worrrrrrlllllldddddddddddddddddddddddddd! He...is...COLOMBIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Colombian Heat continues slapping hands with the fans at ringside. COLE Colombian Heat competing in an AngleSlam rematch against James Riggs! Heat has been the 24/7 Champion since July 5th, when he defeated Cuban Wall in a record three seconds. COACH You are forgetting that he used his pimp cane to knock Cuban Wall out! COLE I'm not denying that he did that, Coach. COACH So, you're saying Colombian Heat is an unworthy 24/7 Champion then? COLE Considering who he won the Title off of, and how THAT person got the Title, I wouldn't be so quick to judge. COACH Cuban Wall was a thousand times the Champion Colombian Heat is, and you know it in your heart that it's the truth! COLE Well, that's all subjective. COACH It should be written into the OAOAST Rule Book! Rule #294: Cuban Wall was a better 24/7 Champion than Colombian Heat...but not as good as "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican's yearlong Title reign. COLE You had to throw that in there, didn't you? COACH Hey, I have to represent my boy! COLE Oy. Colombian Heat climbs the ring steps, and then hops into the ring. Heat gets on a second ring rope and does the "WESTSIIIIIIIDE" hand signal, receiving cheers. Heat then raises the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt over his head. He then heads over to a second turnbuckle and throws up the "W" hand signal again, receiving more cheers. CH raises the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt over his head again. Colombian Heat hops off the second turnbuckle and calls for a microphone. COLE Colombian Heat has enjoyed a nice Title reign, but has been chased by James Riggs ever since the night he won the Title! COACH Ah yes. It was the Spear Heard 'Round The World! COLE Now tonight, James Riggs has another opportunity, another shot at 24/7 Championship gold! Can he finally do it? He tried and failed at AngleSlam...but he also has one victory already over Colombian Heat! James Riggs has never won the 24/7 Championship. And Colombian Heat has never won the X-Division Championship. One man will become a first time Champion tonight! COACH In addition to a holder of not one, but TWO gold belts! COLE Right. Colombian Heat grabs a microphone. COLOMBIAN HEAT A'ight. Yo! Yo! Yo! Check it out! Check it out! Zip it in, and zip it out! "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil' Jon and Pitbull dies down. The crowd cheers loudly. Colombian Heat paces around the ring, holding the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt with his left hand and the microphone in his right hand. James Riggs and Staci stare at Colombian Heat from a turnbuckle corner. COLOMBIAN HEAT History's gonna be made tonight, yah'mean? I'ma bring home ALL tha bling-bling tonight! So...if all of y'all are ready to see me make James Riggs feel the Heat one more time, and become the NEW X-Division Champion in addition to tha current 24/7 Champion...then make some motha f'ing noise UP IN THIS-- "BI-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The camera shows several Colombian Heat signs in the crowd. One sign has a picture of James Riggs' face with flames over his head. Next to the picture in big letters reads the following words: JAMES RIGGS WILL FEEL THE HEAT TONIGHT! HEAT Aw yeah. I feel tha love! I really really do! Love you, dawgs! Colombian Heat puts the microphone away. He then exits the ring through the middle ring rope and heads over to the fans at ringside. After searching for only a few seconds, Heat removes the Colombian flag bandana from around his neck and places it on the head of a young boy being held by his father wearing a black Zack Malibu T-shirt. Heat then gives the youngster a noogie before smiling and winking at the kid. COACH Oh isn't that sweet? Someone give me a barf bag! COLE Colombian Heat has fans of all ages! COACH The kid was wearing a Zack Malibu T-shirt! COLE ...Colombian Heat knew he was a fan in his heart. COACH ... Colombian Heat climbs back up the ring steps and hops into the ring. James Riggs and Staci have cocky smirks on their faces. Heat stares at JR with a serious expression on his face. COLE A big time match-up for both Colombian Heat and James Riggs! Remember, the loser goes home empty handed. The winner goes home with TWO titles! It's Winner Takes All in this match! Referee Nick Soapdish orders Colombian Heat and James Riggs to step away from the turnbuckle corners. Riggs holds the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt in front of his face. He then hands the belt over to Nick Soapdish. Colombian Heat kisses the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt, and then hands it over to Nick Soapdish. Nick Soapdish raises the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt and the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt to let the fans know that both titles are on the line in this match-up. He then hands the belts over to a ringside attendant. COLE James Riggs defeated Colombian Heat on OAOAST Syndicated back in July. Colombian Heat defeated James Riggs at AngleSlam. Both men are tied with one victory a piece. This could be considered the rubber match. COACH I'm excited, Cole. Feel me. Feel my goosebumps. COLE No thanks. James Riggs receives a kiss from Staci for luck. Staci sneers at Colombian Heat before exiting the ring to catcalls from the fans. COLE This has been quite the rivalry thus far. There's no love lost between either man. COACH Their hatred for each other will motivate them tonight. Neither man wants to lose their title to the other one. COLE You may be right, Coach. COACH Sweet! Nick Soapdish pats down Colombian Heat. He then pats down James Riggs. Riggs stares at Colombian Heat with a cocky smirk on his face. Finally, Nick Soapdish calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* "Champion Vs. Champion" OAOAST 24/7 CHAMPIONSHIP & OAOAST X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH COLOMBIAN HEAT (OAOAST 24/7 Champion) vs. JAMES RIGGS (OAOAST X-Division Champion with Staci) The crowd cheers loudly. Colombian Heat and James Riggs circle each other. They lock up. Both men jockey for position. James Riggs grabs a headlock on Heat. Riggs cinches the hold tight. Heat takes Riggs right into the ropes. Heat shoves JR off into the opposite ropes. Heat goes for a clothesline--Riggs ducks--Heat fires with an AJ Styles-like dropkick to a pop! Colombian Heat then bounces off the ropes, and hits Riggs with the "Where The Hood At!?" (Rolling Thunder)! Heat goes for the cover. 1...2...KICK OUT! COLE Colombian Heat looking for the pin early on in this match! COACH Come on Riggs! Don't let this fool beat you twice in one lifetime! Colombian Heat picks James Riggs up. He punches him in the face several times. He locks up with Riggs. Both men jockey for position. James Riggs brings Colombian Heat down to the mat with an arm-drag! JAMES RIGGS YEAH! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE A little too early to be celebrating, don't you think? COACH He put Colombian Heat on the mat! I think that calls for a celebration! James Riggs motions for Heat to get up. Staci applauds her husband on the outside. Colombian Heat stands up, and chuckles at Riggs' celebration. COLE This match just started. I don't think an arm-drag is gonna end this one! Heat and JR circle each other once again. They're both hesitant to make the lockup, but finally do so. Heat goes behind Riggs. Riggs goes behind Heat. Heat gives Riggs a snapmare takeover. He then applies a headlock. Riggs escapes the headlock, and applies a headlock of his own. Heat escapes the headlock and applies another headlock of his own! Riggs escapes. When Heat gets up, James Riggs slaps Colombian Heat right across the face! COACH OH! He just got bitchslapped! HA HA HA HA HA! Heat holds his right cheek and rubs it. He's now a little annoyed with James Riggs. Riggs has a cocky smirk on his face. But his smirk disappears when Colombian Heat pops him in the jaw with a right hand! And another! And another! And another! Colombian Heat whips James Riggs into the ropes. Heat follows the whip, clotheslining James Riggs over the top rope and onto the floor! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE And the OAOAST 24/7 Champion is in control of the OAOAST X-Division Champion in the early going! COACH If Colombian Heat wins the X-Division Title, it'll be the darkest day in the history of that belt. Even more so than when Dance Dance Dragon won it! "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" Staci goes ahead and checks on James. She's very worried for her husband. Colombian Heat motions for Riggs to get back in the ring, similar to what Riggs did before. The current OAOAST X-Division Champion slowly sits up, his eyes glazed over. JR slowly crawls around ringside, and uses the ring apron to pull himself to his knees. Staci continues checking on him. COLE James Riggs has been stunned by Colombian Heat's assault thus far in this match! COACH It's okay. He's taking a little pow-wow right now. He will recover. He WILL recover. Riggs slowly sits up, and rolls underneath the bottom rope, back into the ring. He sits up and tells Colombian Heat to back off for a few seconds. Colombian Heat, being the good babyface that he is, does so. James Riggs walks around the ring, holding his back in pain. Riggs puts his right hand out. Heat is a little puzzled. RIGGS COME ON! COLE I think Riggs is calling for a test of strength! COACH Good. Riggs holds a 50 pound weight advantage over Heat! This will be easy for him! Riggs points to his right hand, and tells Heat to touch it. CH hesitates a little, but then grabs Riggs' right hand. He then grabs Riggs' left hand. The two men engage in a test of strength. The crowd, not surprisingly, cheers for Heat. COACH COME ON RIGGS! COME ON JAMES! BRING HIM DOWN TO HIS KNEES! Both men struggle to put the other down onto his knees. James Riggs taunts Colombian Heat while in the test of strength. Heat's legs start to buckle. COACH Yes! Yes! Yes! Colombian Heat's legs are shaking. Heat falls to his left knee. The crowd boos. Riggs smiles evilly. COACH Colombian Heat is going down! I love it! Colombian Heat falls to his knees! Heat is feeling tremendous pain right now! COLE Colombian Heat is in a bad way here! Colombian Heat uses all of his strength to fight back. He gets up on his left knee again. James Riggs is surprised at this. The crowd starts cheering louder than before. Colombian Heat's hands start shaking. Riggs is shaking his head, same as Staci! COACH No! No! No! Not this! Not this! Heat slowly gets up. He soon gets to a vertical base, and has a look of ANGER on his face! Heat continues the test of strength, and soon, it is James Riggs' legs that start to buckle! Riggs is starting to fall...he falls...no he's still up! Riggs left knee hits the mat...then his right knee! The crowd cheers! COLE Colombian Heat has got James Riggs right on his knees! COACH No! No! No! No! No! DAMN IT! Colombian Heat taunts James Riggs. He then turns the test of strength into an arm-bar. While applying the arm-bar, Heat slaps JR across the face! COLE Returning the favour from earlier! COACH That no good thug! Unsportsmanlike conduct right there! Heat cinches the arm-bar tight. Riggs responds by punching Colombian Heat in the stomach, and then scratching his eyes! COLE Talk about unsportsmanlike conduct! COACH That was a terrific way to escape the arm-bar! An absolutely terrific way to do so! CH holds his eyes in pain. JR waits for Heat to get close to him, and then hits him with a picture perfect dropkick! Colombian Heat slowly gets back up. James Riggs hits him with another standing dropkick! Heat slowly gets back up again. JR hits him with a third standing dropkick! COACH Excellent dropkicks! Those were A++! JR drops an elbow across Heat's chest! He then drops another. And another! And another! Riggs picks Colombian Heat up and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. He follows with a clothesline! Riggs immediately covers Heat. 1... 2... KICK OUT!!! Riggs gets on top of Heat and starts punching him in the face. The crowd boos. In between punching him, Riggs grabs Heat and yells out, "THAT TITLE'S MINE!" Riggs gets up and drops a knee onto Heat's face. He goes for another cover. 1...2...KICK OUT! JR picks CH up. Riggs measures Colombian Heat up. He then fires with an enziguri...but Colombian Heat ducks, and Riggs hits the mat! Heat drops an elbow of his own...Riggs moves out of the way, and Heat hits nothing but mat! Riggs quickly hops on top of Colombian Heat and goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! James Riggs applies a chinlock on Colombian Heat. COLE Riggs slowing the pace down, trying to stop the high-flying Colombian Heat from doing any high-flying! JR cinches the chinlock tight on Heat. Referee Nick Soapdish checks on Heat. Staci is slapping the mat, rooting James on. COACH Colombian Heat is weakening! He's weakening! I know he is! I can feel it! COLE Colombian Heat is trapped in the deadly chinlock! The fans start clapping all in unison. Heat waves his left hand in the air, motioning for the crowd to cheer louder. They do so. Heat sits on his right knee. He starts shaking his hands. He shakes them faster and faster. Colombian Heat slowly gets up, still in the chinlock. The crowd gets louder and louder. COACH No! No! No! No! Colombian Heat elbows James Riggs in the stomach! He does it again! And again! And again! He does it one more time, breaking the chinlock! The OAOAST 24/7 Champion whips the OAOAST X-Division Champion into the ropes--Riggs reverses--Heat bounces off the ropes--Riggs grabs him and goes for a hiptoss--Heat blocks it. Riggs tries again--Heat blocks it. Heat punches Riggs in the stomach, bending him over. The Colombian superstar then grabs James Riggs from behind, and brings him down to the mat with a backslide! 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!! KICK OUT!!! COLE A close fall right there! Both men get up at the same time. Both men charge at each other at the same time, but it is James Riggs who gets the upper hand, knocking Colombian Heat down with a clothesline! He then quickly covers Heat! It gets two! Riggs picks Colombian Heat up and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. JR puts his head down, so Heat jumps over him with a sunset flip! 1... 2... RIGGS REVERSES! 1... 2... HEAT REVERSES BACK! 1... 2... RIGGS REVERSES! 1... 2... HEAT REVERSES! 1... 2... KICK OUT!!! Both men get up at the same time...and James Riggs fires off with a dropkick, knocking Heat down! Riggs applies a sleeperhold on Heat. COACH Oh yeah! A sleeperhold! That should do it! Riggs tightens the sleeperhold, with Nick Soapdish checking on Heat. Staci watches on intensely. COACH He defeated Heat once with a pinfall. No, he's gonna do it with a submission! James Riggs is a double threat! COLE Riggs applying the sleeperhold on the weakened Colombian Heat. "LET'S GO HEAT!" "LET'S GO HEAT!" "LET'S GO HEAT!" "LET'S GO HEAT!" JR puts his feet on the second rope. 1...2...KICK OUT! Riggs puts his feet on the second rope again. 1...2...KICK OUT! Riggs puts his feet on the second ring rope again! 1...2...KICK OUT! JR puts his feet on the second ring rope once more! 1...2...KICK OUT! Riggs does it one more time! 1...2...KICK OUT!!! RIGGS DAMN IT! COACH Why can't he put Heat away!? COLE Because Heat has heart? Because Heat has determination? COACH Because Heat paid off the referee! COLE Oh, will you stop!? Seriously! James Riggs picks Heat up. He whips him into the ropes--Heat reverses--Heat puts his head down...so Riggs responds by grabbing Heat by his head and giving him a swinging neckbreaker! COACH Should have learned from Riggs' mistake, Heat! Riggs goes for the cover, putting his feet on the second ring rope! ONE! TWO! THREE! KICK OUT!!! COLE James Riggs is still trying to put Colombian Heat away and finally win the 24/7 Title! James Riggs tells the crowd to "SHUT UP!" which causes them to chant "LET'S GO HEAT!" loudly. Riggs picks the weakened and winded Colombian Heat up with a sneer on his face. Riggs taunts Heat and then takes him over to a turnbuckle corner. He slams Heat's head on the top turnbuckle pad! Riggs taunts Heat, and then slams his head on the top turnbuckle pad again. Riggs taunts Heat some more, and then slams Heat's head on the top turnbuckle pad for a third time...except Heat won't budge. Riggs tries again...Heat still won't budge. Heat grabs Riggs by his hair and slams his head on the top turnbuckle pad! He does it again! And again! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! 11! 12! 13! 14! 15! 16! 17! 18! 19! 20! 21! But Heat holds onto Riggs and throws him into the turnbuckle. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Heat then switches to martial arts kicks all over Riggs' body. He gets Riggs good and hurt before finishing off with a jumping back kick to Riggs' jaw! This causes JR to slump all the way down to the mat with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle pad. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH Oh no! Not again! COLE Colombian Heat's feeling it! It's time to ride 'em cowboy! COACH Do you realize how queer you sounded just now? Even more so than usual? Heat has a wide smile on his face. Staci is shaking her head. Heat jogs on over to the opposite turnbuckle. Riggs is groggy on the bottom turnbuckle pad. Heat measures Riggs up, and then does the "low-rider" hand gesture. He then charges forward. COACH NOOOOOOO! Broncobuster on James Riggs! COLE Broncobuster! Broncobuster! Broncobuster! James Riggs once again feeling the Broncobuster! COACH Awww, it's bad enough he felt it at AngleSlam! He didn't need to feel it again! COLE Well, perhaps Colombian Heat felt differently! Colombian Heat gets off of Riggs and does a SHIMMY~! to the crowd's delight! CH pulls James Riggs out from the turnbuckle and measures him up. Heat punches Riggs in the face. Then he does it again. He punches Riggs in the face for a third time. Heat then DANCES~! And finishes his combo with a fourth punch, knocking Riggs down! COLE Shake, Rattle & Roll from Colombian Heat! Heat bounces off the ropes--which are pulled down by Staci! Heat goes flying over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE Damn it! That damn Staci! She pulled down the ropes! COACH No she didn't. COLE Yes she did! You saw it too! Staci interfered for her man! COACH She would never do such a thing! COLE Have you been watching Staci since she came to the OAOAST? COACH What kind of question is that? OF COURSE I have! The crowd boos. Staci tries to act innocent despite the fact that Colombian Heat is lying on the protective mats right next to her. And he looks to be in pain too. Referee Nick Soapdish begins his 10 count. COLE Oh boy. We could be in danger of a countout! COACH Countout!? Oh no! COLE Relax, Coach. Riggs will still retain the X-Division Championship. COACH But that's not the reason Riggs wanted this match! He WANTS the 24/7 Title! And he can't get that on a countout! That 10 count must not happen! COLE But what can James do? COACH He'll think of something. Colombian Heat pushes himself up onto his back. He then sits up, and clutches his right knee. He winces in pain while holding the knee. COLE It looks like Colombian Heat's right knee is in pain right now! COACH Gee, ya think? COLE He must have landed on it! Can we get an instant replay? The OAOAST Starbucks Double Shot Instant Replay shows Colombian Heat's tumble over the top rope and onto the floor. We see it again in slow motion, and we see Colombian Heat land awkwardly onto the protective mats. COLE He definitely landed wrong on that right knee! Heat might be injured! COACH Who cares? Just get him back into the ring so that this match can continue! Heat struggles to stand up. He cringes everytime he makes a move. CH uses the ring apron to pull himself slowly to his feet. While this goes on, James Riggs grabs Nick Soapdish as he makes the count of 7. This leads to an argument between Riggs and the referee. As this argument takes place, Colombian Heat stands up, slowly. He walks with a limp, trying to walk out the pain. But before he can do so, Staci charges forward and clips Colombian Heat's right knee! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Staci stands up and dusts herself off as though nothing happened. She smiles despite the booing. James Riggs was keeping an eye on Staci while arguing with the referee. COACH HA HA! Colombian Heat got taken down by a girl! COLE Staci is deliberately trying to make the pain worst! COACH She's just doing what any good manager should do. COLE I don't recall cheating being in the Manager's Handbook! COACH There's a Manager Handbook? Staci has a beaming smile on her face, a job well done. James gives his girl a thumbs up. He then blows her a kiss. Staci blushes. Colombian Heat lies on the outside, clutching his right knee in more pain. COLE Staci put herself in the line of fire, just to help her husband! COACH That's how much she loves James, Cole! She's willing to risk her life and limb just to help him win! She knows more than anybody how much he wants to become 24/7 Champion! James Riggs sees Heat lying on the outside. So, he decides there's no better time than now than to exit the ring and head on over to where Heat is laying. Riggs picks Colombian Heat up and throws him back into the ring. COLE James Riggs looks to have the advantage now! Heat's right knee is hurt! There's no question about that! Riggs heads back into the ring himself. A smile now appears on Riggs' face. He taunts the OAOAST 24/7 Champion, hurling insult after insult at him. He then kicks Heat in the face. COLE And now the OAOAST X-Division Champion is more confident than he was before! COACH And why shouldn't he be? He's got this match in the bag! Riggs slaps Colombian Heat upside the head several times. He then goes to pick him up-- COLOMBIAN HEAT ROLLS HIM UP!!! 1... 2... KICK OUT!!! COLE So close! Heat was so close! James and Staci both cannot believe it! But Riggs' shock quickly turns to anger as he gets up. JR picks Colombian Heat up--HEAT GRABS RIGGS INTO A SMALL PACKAGE! ONE! TWO! THREE! KICK OUT!!! COLE He almost had him again! He almost had him right there! COACH Don't lose sight of your mission, James! Remember, you're here to win the 24/7 Title! Remember that! Riggs gets up and stomps Colombian Heat in the breadbasket several times. He then goes to work on Heat's right knee, grabbing his right leg, and dropping elbow after elbow on the right knee. Colombian Heat screams out in pain with each elbow drop. Staci nods approvingly as James tugs on Heat's right leg, taunting him while doing so. "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" COLE This crowd desperately trying to rally Colombian Heat back into this match, injured knee and all! COACH We are just seconds away from a new 24/7 Champion! SECONDS away! James Riggs tweaks Heat's right leg. He then kicks the right knee several times. Riggs grabs Colombian Heat's right leg and spins around--NO!--Colombian Heat boots Riggs on the ass, sending him through the ropes and onto the floor! COACH OH NO! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE James Riggs is down on the outside! But Colombian Heat isn't moving! Indeed. Heat lies on the mat, clutching his right knee. Meanwhile, Staci runs over to check on James. JR gets off, a little slower than before. Riggs tells his wife to back off, a look of determination on his face. He takes a moment to catch his breath on the outside, and then rolls back into the ring. After kicking Colombian Heat in the face, James Riggs grabs Heat's right leg, spins around...and applies a Figure Four Leglock on Colombian Heat! COACH OH YEAH! THIS IS IT! THIS IS IT! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! The crowd is going nuts! Staci is also going nuts! Riggs has the Figure Four Leglock applied in the center of the ring. Nick Soapdish checks on Heat, asking him if he quits. An emphatic "NOOOOOO!" is Heat's response. COLE James Riggs has the Figure Four locked on! They're in the center of the ring! Colombian Heat could lose the 24/7 Title right now! COACH COME ON! COME ON! GIVE UP! GIVE UP! GIVE UP FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR CAREER HEAT! GIVE UP! Riggs is also yelling for Heat to give up. But the Colombian superstar refuses to submit! Instead, Heat tries to turn to his side, in an attempt to reverse the hold. But he is unable to turn around, even after several tries. COLE Can you imagine the pain Colombian Heat is feeling? His right knee must be shredded by now! COACH He's risking his career by not submitting! He'll lose, but if his knee is gone, he'll never get a rematch! COLE Colombian Heat refuses to give in! He does NOT want to lose the 24/7 Title, ESPECIALLY to James Riggs! The crowd claps their hands in unison, in a vain attempt to rally Colombian Heat back into this match. Heat keeps trying to turn, but is just unable to. Riggs laughs manically at Heat's predicament. Nick Soapdish once again asks Heat if he gives up, but Heat gives him a profanity in reply. COLE James Riggs could quite possibly leave this arena a double champion in just a few moments! COACH THIS IS IT! THIS IS IT! Colombian Heat lies on the mat. The referee counts. Heat sits up at 2! Heat is trying to fight through the pain, but the look on his face tells us that the pain is unbearable. Colombian Heat tries a last minute effort to stop the Figure Four Leglock...by punching James Riggs in the face! The punches stagger Riggs, but the submission hold is still applied. COLE Heat with a desperation move! Heat continues punching James Riggs, nailing him with left jabs to the face! The punches get faster and presumably stronger as the crowd gets louder and louder. Riggs is now a little dazed and confused, but the Figure Four Leglock is still applied. Finally, Heat grabs James Riggs by his hair and gives him a right jab square in the nose, and it is with this that the Figure Four Leglock is finally stopped, much to the crowd's delight. COLE Colombian Heat fought his way out of the Figure Four Leglock! COACH I knew he would get desperate! He knew there was no way he was gonna survive the Figure Four Leglock any longer! He resorted to his thug tactics once again! COLE Colombian Heat didn't do anything even remotely thuggish! He just used his fists to escape a submission hold! Nothing wrong with that! COACH Yes there is! James Riggs should be the 24/7 Champion right now! COLE Well, Heat didn't submit. So the match must continue! Riggs and Heat both lie on the mat, both men feeling fatigued, with Heat still feeling pain in his right knee. The crowd is buzzing, feeling that the end is near. James Riggs slowly gets up, breathing hard and sweating up a storm. Half of the crowd starts booing him, while the other half roots for Colombian Heat to get up. Riggs stumbles a little bit around the ring, trying to get the blood flowing again. COLE Colombian Heat is still on the mat! COACH And he ain't getting up. JR jaw jacks with the fans, and then picks Colombian Heat up. COLOMBIAN HEAT NAILS JAMES RIGGS WITH THE PELE KICK~!!!!!! (With the left leg, 'natch.) COLE Pele Kick! Colombian Heat got him with the Pele Kick! COACH Awww, he can hit it from anywhere! James Riggs is kissing the canvas! Colombian Heat is also lying on his stomach. Staci is fretful for her husband, while the crowd has come alive once again! COLE Colombian Heat surprised James Riggs with the Pele Kick! Despite a hurt knee, Colombian Heat managed to fire off the Pele Kick to the shock and awe of James Riggs! COACH Okay! He got lucky right there! I'll admit it! But his luck just ran out! James is still conscious, so he can still win this match! COLE Heat normally does the Pele Kick with his right foot, but he just switched it for tonight! Good idea from Heat! Heat and Riggs both crawl around the ring. Staci rooting for James, the fans rooting for Heat. Colombian Heat and James Riggs both use the ropes to pull themselves up. They both get to a vertical base at the same time, at opposite sides of the ring. Heat is still nursing his right knee. Riggs has an angry look on his face. He charges forward, hands over his head, towards Heat. Heat punches Riggs in the face! He nails JR with several forearms to the temple! Heat then hooks Riggs up. Pimp Juice! COLE Pimp Juice from Colombian Heat! Heat goes for the cover. 1...2...LEFT SHOULDER UP! COLE That could have been it right there! We could have had a new X-Division Champion right there! The crowd is disappointed that that wasn't the finish. Colombian Heat is disappointed to, but he fights on, bad knee and all. Heat gets up, holding his right knee the whole way through. He picks James Riggs up. He then places Riggs in a standing headscissors. Heat lifts Riggs up in the air, and then runs forward...but collapses onto the mat! Riggs lands on his feet, and takes the advantage, covering Heat! COLE ONE! TWO! Hegothimnohedidn't! Riggs sits up and punches Heat in the face. He then grabs Heat--HEAT ROLLS HIM UP! 1... 2... KICK OUT!!! COLE New X-Division Champion! COACH Spoke too soon, Cole. Riggs gets up and picks Colombian Heat right back up. He kicks Heat in his right knee. He then goes for an Irish Whip--Heat reverses--short arm clothesline! Riggs gets up. Another clothesline! Riggs gets back up. Another clothesline! Riggs is up again! Clothesline! Riggs on his feet! Clothesline! Riggs is back up! Clothesline! Clothesline! Clothesline! Colombian Heat puts his hands around his throat and pretends to gag! COLE He's going for it! He's going for the Colombian Necktie! COACH DAMNIT! NO! Colombian Heat picks James Riggs up. He then kicks him in the gut (with his left leg), and then hooks him up. COACH No! No! No! Colombian Heat looks at the crowd, looks at Staci, and then looks up at James and smiles. Heat lifts James Riggs up high into the air to a loud pop from the crowd! COLE He's got him up! He's got him hooked! COACH Get down, James! Get down! CH smiles at the crowd. He lets the blood rush to Riggs' head before dropping down--NO! Heat's right knee starts to ache! Heat's right leg falls to the mat, and so does the rest of his body and Riggs! COLE Oh! Colombian Heat's right knee gave out! His knee couldn't hold up any longer! COACH Whoa! Fate actually worked in my favour for once! Colombian Heat sits on the mat, clutching his right knee. James Riggs slowly gets up. He is groggy, but when he sees Heat sitting on the mat, he knows just what to do. Riggs heads to a turnbuckle corner...charges forward...and crushes Heat's face with his right foot! COLE That was like a miniature version of the Rolling Koppou Kick! COACH Yeah! And it worked just as well as the real version! The crowd groans when Riggs' foot meets Heat's face! Staci, on the other hand, lets out a joyous scream. Riggs quickly covers Colombian Heat, hooking his right leg, to add insult to injury! Referee Nick Soapdish counts. 1... 2... 2 1/2 2.9999999999999999999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (16:45) COLE James Riggs has done it! We got a new 24/7 Champion! COACH YES! YES! YES! FINALLY! Staci jumps up and down in joyous celebration. James Riggs raises his hands in victory and lets out a primal scream. The crowd is more stunned than angry, as Colombian Heat's 24/7 Title reign has come to an end. COLE James Riggs is now a double champion, less than a year after making his OAOAST debut! COACH I knew his time would come! I KNEW IT! I was right! You hate to admit it, but I was right! JR Nation has more reason to celebrate! Colombian Heat's 24/7 Title reign is OVAH~! DONE! FINISH! FINITO! GONE! ENDED! NO MORE! GOOD BYE! "Dani California" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers starts playing. The fans now begin booing, as the reality has set in. Colombian Heat still lies on the mat, holding his right knee in tremendous pain. Riggs is on his hands and knees and is looking up at the ceiling. BUFFER Here is your winner...STILL One And Only AngleSault Thread X-Division Champion...and NEW One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion of the worrrrrrlllllldddddddddddddddddddddddddd...JAMMMMESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS RIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Nick Soapdish hands JR the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt, and then the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt. Riggs throws the X-Division Title belt aside and clutches the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt against his chest. He breathes a sigh of relief, and then kisses the Title belt. COLE James Riggs has been gunning for the 24/7 Championship since July. And now tonight, on September 20, 2007, he has won the 24/7 Title for the first time in his career! Although you can't help but think he had some help to do so! COACH Oh there you go. Every time James Riggs wins a match, you say he had some help! What makes you think that? COLE Well, Staci DID pull the top rope down, which caused Colombian Heat to fall out of the ring, which caused Heat to injure his right knee, which buckled when he tried to do the Colombian Necktie. COACH How are they all connected? Riggs was going to win eventually! He was the better wrestler! And besides, Heat hurt his knee 10-20 minutes ago? If it was all thanks to Staci that James won, wouldn't the match have ended in like 2-3 minutes? Staci DID help James, but not in the way you think. She motivated him, and now, the man has not one, but TWO Titles to carry around! Isn't that great!? COLE Great for James, absolutely. But not so great for these fans, OR Colombian Heat! COACH Bah! Who cares? Colombian Heat is now beltless! He is going home tonight a LOSER! That's right! A LOSER! Meanwhile, my man Riggs is going home not only with Staci, but with the X-Division AND 24/7 Championships! It is a great time to be James Riggs! Riggs has Nick Soapdish raise his hands in victory, this time while holding the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt. Staci enters the ring, making sure to step over Colombian Heat while making her way to her man. She gives him a big kiss and holds him while Riggs orders the ref to hand him the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt. Nick Soapdish does so. James Riggs stands in the ring, holding the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt with his left hand, and the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt with his right hand while Staci holds him tight as "Dani California" continues playing. The crowd boos LOUDLY. Riggs responds to the booing with a chuckle then goes back to his cocky smirk. Staci sighs, looking lovingly at her husband. Nick Soapdish checks on Colombian Heat. COLE That man right there has all the gold right now! James Riggs is now the holder of TWO of the six OAOAST single titles. COACH He has been on a roll since July, Mikey Cole! AngleSlam was just a speed bump! He's recovered quite nicely hasn't he? He holds not one, but TWO victories over Colombian Heat, while Colombian Heat only has one little victory over James Riggs! Awww. Ah well, no use crying over spilled milk. It's time to celebrate! And I'm sure James and Staci will celebrate all night long! COLE He has been persistent, and his persistence finally paid off tonight. He's gotten what he wanted. He is the 24/7 Champion. COACH You're damn right he is! He is YOUR NEW OAOAST 24/7 Champion! No longer will Colombian Heat soil the Title by just wearing it! We once again have a 24/7 Champion we can be proud of! I am SOOOO looking forward to his 24/7 Title reign! COLE Riggs is gonna have to be extra careful. He has TWO belts he has to defend now! COACH He can do it! He's James mother f'in Riggs! He can do anything! COLE He can't seem to win a match without help from his wife. COACH Oh, I KNOW you didn't just say what I think you just said! Tell me you didn't just say that! COLE I did. COACH BITCH! YOU LITTLE-- COLE Stop it, Coach! Don't make me call security! Let's look at the replay! James Riggs kisses the X-Division Championship belt, and then kisses the 24/7 Championship belt. James and Staci leave the ring. Riggs has the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt over his right shoulder, and the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt over his left shoulder. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. Cut to Staci pulling the top ring rope down and Colombian Heat crashing onto the outside. COACH Okay so, Colombian Heat clumsily fell out of the ring, hurting his right knee in the process. And yeah, Staci touched the knee, but that didn't do any damage. It was when my man Riggs attacked that knee like a vulture, further injuring it, THAT is when the damage was done. At one point, Heat hit Riggs with the Pele Kick, but so what? That was a lucky shot. When he had the chance to finish the match, uh-oh, his knee gave out! Colombian Heat fell, and thank God JR didn't break his neck when he fell! Then, this is the best part, watch...BOOM! JR hit Colombian Heat with an innovative version of the Rolling Koppou Kick! He just KILT IT right there! James Riggs made the cover. 1! 2! 3! Your winner, STILL the OAOAST X-Division Champion...and NEW OAOAST 24/7 Champion, James Riggs! JR Nation, you better get the party started tonight! COLE 'Clumsily fell out of the ring?' Staci just 'touched' the knee? COACH Don't play coy with me, Michael! You KNOW that's what happened! COLE Oh come on. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. Nick Soapdish is still checking on Colombian Heat's right knee. COLE Colombian Heat is still in the ring. His right knee could be seriously injured! COACH Good. That just makes my night even better! First Riggs gets rid of Dance Dance Dragon, now he gets rid of Colombian Heat! COLE Colombian Heat may be following in Dance Dance Dragon's footsteps, unfortunately! Hopefully, the injury isn't *too* bad. COACH What do you mean 'hopefully', Michael? Colombian Heat can go jump off a bridge for all I care. COLE I shouldn't have expected you to have sympathy for your fellow man. COACH Not when that man is Colombian Heat. The less dancing fools in the One And Only AngleSault Thread, the better! COLE Wonderful. Well, you'll never be nominated for the Humanitarian of the Year Award, I can tell you that much. James Riggs and Staci walk up the entrance ramp, Riggs holding both his Title belts. Colombian Heat watches the two walking on the AngleTron. COACH Sad how a girl named Staci once again screwed Colombian Heat over, isn't it? COLE But I thought you said Staci had nothing to do with James' victory! COACH Uh...well, she didn't...but in a way...she did screw Heat over...just by being at ringside? COLE You're something else, Coach. You know that? You're something else. Anyway fans, the fact of the matter is James Riggs is the winner in this Champion vs. Champion match. He is now a double champion, while Colombian Heat goes home empty handed. Colombian Heat's 24/7 Title reign has come to an end at the hands of one of his biggest enemies, which must surely make this loss sting even worst than it already does! Hopefully, Colombian Heat will turn out all right. Doctors will check on his knee as soon as possible. But for now, the reality is that James Riggs is the current OAOAST X-Division AND 24/7 Champion! What a night in the career of James Riggs! A night he will surely never forget! Fans, we'll be right back right after this with more HeldDOWN~! James Riggs and Staci stand on the entrance stage. Riggs throws up a "WESTSIIIIIIIDE" hand signal, and some other pseudo-gang signs, mocking Colombian Heat. Staci does a SHIMMY~! of her own, which pops the crowd. James puts a stop to that. James Riggs slings the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt over his left shoulder, and the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt over his right shoulder. He then puts his right arm over Staci's shoulders, and the two of them laugh maniacally. Colombian Heat is both pissed off and hurt over his loss and his bad right knee. James and Staci leave through the entrance doors as "Dani California" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers continues playing. Colombian Heat watches them leave on the AngleTron. This is the last image we see before we fade to black. FADE TO BLACK * COMMERCIAL BREAK* lmao i fell asleep midway through posting, after drinking cuz of another dodgers loss Terry Taylor is backstage chilling in the interview section with Chicks Over Dicks,. The backstage area is decorated to look like a whimsical game room, with a pool table in the middle, air hockey off to the side, video screens showing various sports games on the wall, and OAOAST paraphenellia on the wall. Both the girls wear Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim jerseys in honor of the only decent baseball in LA County. Wait, the Angels play in Orange County. FUCK. TAYLOR Ladies and gentlemen, Terry Taylor backstage with One and Only World Tag Team Champs, four time title holders, America's Sweethearts, Chicks Over Dicks. Girls, in ten days at Zero Hour you have a title match with a team that may have flown under the radar in the OAOAST, but still has a very impressive won-loss record, The Mardi Gras Home Wrecking Crew. Now... KRISTA Press pause, Double T, because as America's Sweethearts we gotta due our duty and speak to land of the thief and the home of the snake, because god damn it, Terry, the issues in this country, they are a pressing! ALIX For really-yo! Homegirl ain't even speaking on the fact that six black students are being hung out to dry by a corrupt Louisiana legal system, or the fact that interests rates are pretty much going to shoot our economy into a hell. Who gives a crap about all that stupid junk? She's talking about the treatment of a true American hero like George Washington, Abe Lincoln, Martin Luther King, or the brave men and women of the Beverly Hills fire department who risked their lunch break to rescue Krista's cat from a tree. Too bad the reason it was in the tree in the first place, was because I had to hide it from Krista after I found out antifreeze is even a worse topping for cat food then it is for human food! Ugh! Do you know how hard it was to fit her grandfather in the dumpster? Sooooooo, who's this American hero, you haven't asked? Why, it's none other then...oh poopie I forget! KRISTA Dummy, how can you forget the last of the real American Heroes, Kevin Federline? Terry Taylor, in my recent surfing of Perezhilton.com, to see if that pink haired yeast infection has in fact been tossed into a pool of AIDs filled syringes, I uncovered a tragedy far worse then Hurricane Katrina, because this didn't happen to mostly ethnic minorities. Someone may have put a contract killing on K-fed! If you'll pardonnez Alix's français, TAYLOR (interrupting obv) According to the feds the case is closed and no contract was taken out. KRISTA Attention LAX passengers, someone has left a bag of shut the hell up on the concourse, please come and claim it. Now as I was saying, if you'll pardonnez Alix's français, ALIX The whiteman is fuckin up! First voting Jason Whaler number two on Celebrity Rap Superstar, go Kendra!, now K-Fed's getting eighty sixed? Where's the pity for your z-list celebs? God, our broken vibrators have more buzz then K-fed! Who knew lighting ten inch vibrators on fire would increase only our insurance payment and not the spice in the bedroom? KRISTA James Dobson is right, America is a land of unpardonable sin. America, you wanna go Collateral, Tom Cruise style on a functioning downs syndrome suffer! I, being the kind hearted clean living soul that I am, like to imagine that God installs some kind of fail safe in people with Downs that kills them by shooting concentrated beams of happiness and sunshine, and puppies directly into their hearts, but you sick sadistic creeps think its cool to turn them into a human game of Duck Hunt. ALIX Did you do drive bys on Forest Gump? Burn crosses on Rainman's lawn? No way Jose? Then shame on you! Shame, shame, shame! KRISTA Far be it for me to discourage the violent pursuits of a nation of disgruntled gun toting white men in Confederate flag t-shirts that read “You wear your X, I'll wear mine”, and pickup trucks boasting the infamous “AIDS KILL FAGS QUICK” bumper sticker, but if we're going to mow down random celebrities, can we at least target ones that may possibly be smarter then the little present my dog left in Angelina Jolie's driveway yesterday morning? ALIX Its super bitching if ya want to adopt like an entire Vietnamese village, while American babies suffer at the expense of their crack addicted, unemployed moms, but keep 'em off my frggign' Tulips! Jeesh! TAYLOR Girls, should we really be encouraging people to act fantasies of violence? ALIX Terry, what kind of hella rad role models would we be if we didn't? Psychopaths at home, close up that notebook that details how you're gonna slaughter every girl who's rejected your sexual advances, and listen to Miss Ally! You're lame ass therapist may be all like, acting out intentions of homicide is wrong and blah, blah, blippity bloop! Uh, hello? Since when do mental health professionals know anything about mental health? Krista's therapist told me that if she took another cocktail of twenty Tylenol, and two bottles of tequila, she'd keel right on over. Well thirty minutes of getting her stomach pumped at Cedars Sinai and we were only twenty minutes late for the Emmys! What I'm trying to say is sniffing underwear is fun no matter if Jodie Foster threatens to call the cops if you don't get out her bedroom in ten minutes. Also, we have the right to bear arms to protect ourselves against Alexander Hamilton's federalist troops! But they're not around for some weird reason. Soooooo howsabout we just kill-kill-kill the Mardi Gras Homewrecking Crew instead! KRISTA You don't really have to kill them, per se. Unless your OJ, who at this point could rape the vice president and toss him off a speeding train in the middle of the Pope's Christmas mass, and get off with community service. But for the rest of you this is what we ask, if you should ever see The Mardi Gras Home Wrecking Crew, do not hesitate to beat their ass, hit 'em with sticks, bricks, knives, rocks, bats, croquet mallets, ALIX Useless garbage like Kelly Clarkson's last album, KRISTA throw things at 'em, bitch slap 'em, treat 'em like man hoes, do it for me, do it for me do it for Alix, do it for D*LUX, do it for the OAOAST, do it because your X-Box 360 got the three redlights of doom and you've got nothing else to do, ALIX Do it because despite your numerous appeals the state of California deems you're not fit to be within sixty feet of Jodie Foster. KRISTA do it just to do it, they're weak, they won't hit you back, they're nothing. Look a year from now, you'll be out eating at Denny's and they'll be there bussing the tables, cleaning the toilets, because they've got no future in this business. None. Rico says he wants The Wrecking Crew to be the number one tag team? You simple jackass, the only way you could ever taste number one is if you dipped your head in an unflushed toilet. Gentlemen, Alix may have a heart sweeter then candy, but for me the America's sweetheart nickname is just that, a nickname. I'm one bad lipstick butch, who likes her liquor dark, her drugs white, and her asses beat black and blue. And if you cross that line into Memphis, Tennessee, I can't promise you that you'll ever cross back over. That's all I have to say about that. TAYLOR My! Girls, thanks once again for your comments and honesty. K-Fed, you have a friend in COD, and Jesus. With that we head to commercial break.... COMING UP NEXT ZACK MALIBU. LANDON MADDIX. PRL. 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Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2007 The OAOAST Event Tracker is bought to you by Gillette-The Best a Man Can Get September 30 (Zero Hour) - Memphis, TN (SOLD OUT) October 4 - Tupelo, MS (FIFTY TICKETS RECENTLY RELEASED TO THE PUBLIC) October 11 - Kansas City, MO (SOLD OUT) October 18 - Columbus, GA (SOLD OUT) October 25 - Orlando, FL (SOLD OUT) October 31 (Halloween Spectacular) - Daytona Beach, FL (SOLD OUT) We return to the arena where the lights are dimmed and the crowd is abuzz with anticipation. "PREPARE...FOR...LANDON!" ...WAAAAAHHHHH... *DUM DUM* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The Kentuckians rise to their feet, booing the opening of Incubus' "Megalomaniac". And the boos only intensify the moment Landon Maddix steps through the entrance doors. With Megan Skye by his side as ever, Landon extends his arms to the crowd and double-dog dares them to disrespect him. Sure enough, they do just that. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening, a handicap contest which is scheduled for one fall. Introducing at this time, the first competitor. Hailing from Huron, South Dakota by way of Madrid, Spain. Weighing in at two hundred and eight pounds... he is led to the ring by his "Perfect 10", MEGAN SKYE... the reigning One and Only AngleSault Thread HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOORRRRRLLDD... LANDON! "LA CUCARACHA"... MMMMMAAAAAAAAAADDIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXX!!! Reaching the ring, Landon leaps to the apron, looking out at the crowd as Megan climbs the steps. Megan holds open the ropes and Landon bounds into the ring, spinning himself into the centre of the ring HBK style and posing with Megan. COLE Landon Maddix, just ten days away from defending his World Title at Zero Hour. And his two challengers, the two other men involved in this match. Last week it was Landon teaming with PRL against Zack Malibu. And, well, that didn't work out too great, so tonight the roles have been reversed. COACH You have to admire the man Michael. Even after what went down last week, our Champion is still man enough to come out tonight and compete. COLE On the right side of a handicap stipulation. COACH Makes no difference, you should still admire him all the same. As he removes his jacket and title belt, giving both his treasured items over to Megan, Landon goes through some warm-ups. BUFFER And, his tag team partner. .:CUE: "Getting Away With Murder", Papa Roach:. "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER Hailing from Providence, Rhode Island... he weighs two hundred, ten pounds... "THE FRANCHISE"... ZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCK... MMMMMMMAAAAAAAALLLLIIIIIIIIIIBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!! Walking through a shower of golden pyro, Zack marches to the ring. A burst of white pyro shoots out from either side of the ramp behind him as he makes his way down the aisle, looking in a far more promising mood tonight as he tags away at the outstretched hands of his people. Landon tries to show some solidarity by applauding his partner, who just gives him a funny look from the outside and continues hand-slapping. COACH What I don't get is, why Zack would even agree to team with the guy who he's been mortal enemies with ever since he arrived in the OAOAST. COLE Well, you heard what he said earlier, he had nothing better to do. COACH Then why not find a bar, shoot some pool, go to a strip joint. COLE Coach, he's married with a young child. COACH But he wasn't neutered. Guys still got needs. Into the ring slides Zack, turning his back on Maddix and climbing the turnbuckles to fire up the crowd. Zack then goes about removing his jacket, still yet to show any real acknowledgement of his tag team partner for the night. "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" MADDIX YEAH! NOW LET'S HERE IT FOR LANDON! "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" MADDIX Smirking to himself, Zack shrugs his shoulders to Landon and raises his arms to get another pop from the Kentucky crowd. Landon forces a smile and a thumbs up, despite being clearly POed at being shown up. Suddenly the lights go down in the arena. A Puerto Rican flag appears on the AngleTron. In big white blocky letters, the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and "Know Your Role '99" begins playing, with the crowd standing up and booing. PR is heard saying, "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" throughout the song, while smoke fills the entryway and strobe lights appear on the entrance set. A few seconds elapsed, and out from the curtains and through the smoke steps "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, backed up by Stephen Joseph Popick and by his fiancee, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez. BUFFER And, their opponent. He comes to us from San Juan, Puerto Rico... weighing in at two hundred, twenty pounds and being accompanied by his "Career Consultant", STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK and the OAOAST World Women's Champion, MS. LINDSAY GONZALEZ! Here is, "THE CORPORATE CHAMPION"... THA PUUUUUEEEEEEEERRTOOOOOOOO RRIIIIIIIIIIIICCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANN!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Chants of "P.R. SUCKS!" fill the arena as PRL and Popick continue their walk to the ring. Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron and sneers at the crowd. Popick holds the ropes and Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring. He spins around; soaking in the fans boos while "Know Your Role '99" continues playing over the P.A. system. COLE PRL not looking too happy tonight. But, to be fair, he brought a lot of this on himself by walking out on Landon during their stint as a team last week, not to mention the superkick that helped lead to Zack picking up the pin on the World Champion. COACH Yeah... I loves me some PRL, but I'm not sure what to think about what happened last week. Looking across at his opponents, PRL cracks his knuckles and high-fives Popick. A quick kiss from Lindsey and Tha Puerto Rican is ready to go, already talking some smack even as he's checked out by the referee. COLE I was about to say that PRL won't have anyone to walk out on this week. But, looking at the odds here, walking out might just be his best option. *DINGDINGDING!* The bell sounds and without hesitation, Landon elects himself to start for his team. Zack doesn't have a problem with that and after a few simple words of conversation, Zack steps out of the ring... giving Landon a little 'good game', which freaks him out a little bit. COACH What was that about!? Offended at the percieved ass-grab, Landon reels around to in no uncertain terms warn Zack off... and PRL capitalises with a schoolboy... 1... 2... No! Scrambling to his feet, Landon comes swinging with a big right hand. PRL ducks underneath and lets Landon spin around, right into a BIG Atomic Drop! He then gives Zack something to think about with a back elbow that almost knocks him off the apron, laughing it up at The Franchise's expense before charging at Landon... and into a HIGH BAAAAACK bodydrop!! PRL OH GOD, NO! PRL rolls to his knees and begs off, going so far as to PRAY for mercy from the World Champion. This isn't Landon's first rodeo though. And sure enough, as he goes to pull PRL back up, The Corporate Champion is waiting with an eyepoke... which Landon blocks, Three Stooges style, kicking PRL in the stomach and sending him rolling into a neutral corner. COACH Can't kid a kidder, can't ball a ball'ah. Following PR into the corner, Landon pens him in and asks for the encouragement of the crowd. Not even being Zack Malibu's tag team partner will get him that though and as boos ring out, Landon disappointedly decides to just irish whip Tha Puerto Rican. Hitting the far corner, PRL staggers back out into the centre of the ring. Jawbreaker by Landon, who then comes off the ropes. But PRL leapfrogs him, gaining his bearings before reverse leapfrogging Maddix on his way back. A third time Landon rebounds off the ropes and this time he gets taken over with a deep armdrag, to the delight of PR's cheering section aka Popick and Lindsay! COLE PRL is so crisp in that ring, beautiful series of moves. COACH I think Landon's got the eyepokes and such pretty sussed but he didn't have an answer for that. Looking a little dis-orientated, up comes Landon and right into a boot to the gut he walks. PRL makes sure Landon is set before hitting the ropes at the side with a Million $ Kneelift in mind. Landon retracts his head just in time though and shoves PRL in the back. Off the ropes comes PRL, swooping underneath a leapfrog from the World Champion. A quick drop-down then sends PR up and over, running the ropes for a third time... and right into a DROPSAULT from La Cucaracha!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH How about that for crisp movement though? COLE Landon right on the money with that Dropsault. Cover by Landon... 1... 2... Kickout. Zack offers his hand for a tag now, all but ignored by his partner. Instead Landon pulls PRL back to his feet, rocking him with a quick forearm. PRL quickly responds with a big right hand, only for Landon to fire right back with a second forearm. Shaking that off, PRL lands with a second punch. And a third. And a fourth, rocking Maddix backwards. PRL stops and spits on his left hand before throwing a final punch... DUCKED, Maddix taking The Corporate Champ over with a Backslide... 1... 2... PRL kicks out and quickly catches Landon with the La Majistral... 1... 2... No! Both men scramble to their feet... AND SIMULTANEOUSLY JAB EACH OTHER IN THE EYES!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Re-diculous! Zack rolls his eyes in the corner. Temporarily blinded, both Landon and PRL both stagger around comically for a couple of seconds, both complaining that the other should be disqualified to poor referee Mike Chioda. At a stalemate, he just insists they get on and wrestle. Which is what they eventually do, as Landon rears back... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and chops Tha Puerto Rican! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and again! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" Third time! Covering up his chest, PRL can take no more of the chops and baits Landon in, backing away into a corner and throwing out a boot just as the World Champion approaches. Quickly he switches Landon into the turnbuckles. But, instead of throwing chops, he starts to stomp a mudhole into the chest of La Cucaracha! PR stomps the mudhole and walks it dry, over wails of pain from Maddix which grow more and more pathetic with every successive stomp. Finally, with the referee reprimanding him, PRL puts everything behind one last stomp before marching out of the corner, 'smelling the electricity' in the arena! COLE Tha Puerto Rican, stepping up the intensity a notch. It seems like PRL and Landon took more offence to being poked in the eye than a normal, rule-abiding competitor would and all of a sudden the strikes started flying! COACH And it's PR, on top! As Landon weakly drags himself up in the corner, he's met by PRL. Irish whip by the P.R Menace, sending Landon corner to corner and setting him up for the Stinger Splash, which connects! Landon gets crushed in the corner and any wind he had left in him is knocked out of his lungs, causing him to stagger weakly from the corner. Quickly backtracking, PRL crouches down in preparation, drawing Maddix in... KICK! *WHAM!* CAPPA KILLE... ...NO! Landon pushes PRL off! Able to slam on the brakes quickly though, PRL spins around... ...and gets DROPPED with a Leaping Diamond Cutter from the World Champion!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH Cucaracha Cutter! From out of nowhere, he hit it! COLE How the hell do you know it's called the 'Cucaracha Cutter', I've never seen Landon use that before in my life. COACH Me and the Champ are tight. That's how I roll. COLE That's how you keep your job you mean. Explains a lot come to think of it. Slowly but surely, Maddix follows up on that desperation move with a lateral press, eventually hooking the leg to go with it... 1... 2... NO!! COLE Just a two, but Landon has PRL dazed now. And he's still got Zack waiting on the apron. He'll have to wait a little longer though, as instead of making the tag, Landon exits the ring and heads to the top in what would be PRL's corner, if he had any tag partners. Maddix reaches the top, taking a moment to get himself set. He then stands... just as Tha Puerto Rican charges for his ankles! Thinking quickly, Landon vaults off the top, up and over PRL onto his feet. PRL hits the turnbuckles but doesn't worry about that too much, turning on his heels to charge at Landon again. Landon quickly drops down, forcing Tha Puerto Rican into the ropes and into the line of fire. As PRL rebounds off the ropes, off his feet springs Maddix, looking to snare PR's head for a Hurri-Lanrana... ...but PR grabs the ropes, causing Landon to come down HARD on the back of his head! Holding his neck, back up climbs Landon, soon wishing he hadn't as PRL now comes off the ropes of his own accord and whips around, striking the World Champion in the FACE with his shin, gamengiri style! COACH Dodge THIS, BITCH~! COLE Did you just call your 'tight' World Champ a bitch? Cause I think ya did. COACH See, this is why I want these two to team together instead of fighting. I hate dividing my bias between two people! As Maddix sees stars on the canvas, PRL takes a quick look at Zack, half expecting him to jump into the ring. Zack seems pretty happy to kick back and watch his two Zero Hour opponents settle their difference though for now and even goes so far as to 'encourage' PRL to go for the pin, which he does... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Grabbing Landon by the hair, PRL begins to pull him back to his feet. "WE WANT ZACK!" "WE WANT ZACK!" "WE WANT ZACK!" "WE WANT ZACK!" PRL taunts the crowd by yelling "WELL, YOU AIN'T GETTIN' HIM!", as he sets up Landon for the LATIN SLAM... NO! Elbows from Landon, fighting PRL off. The elbows eventually force PRL away and gives Maddix room to breathe. Back comes PRL though, connecting with a right hand. Another. And a third. And a fourth! Backed up against the ropes, Maddix gets irish whipped by PR, who ducks his head ready for the Spinebuster. Presumably. We'll never know, because Landon puts the brakes on and kicks him in the shoulder blade! Landon then fires off a couple of kicks to the hamstring of The Corporate Champion, weaking his base. COLE Landon showing off his educated feet right there. Off the ropes comes Landon now, but PRL still has enough in him to duck a clothesline. He then hobbles off the ropes himself and throws himself at Landon with a crossbody. Unfortunately, Landon had the same idea. *OOF!* COLE OH! Mid-air collision, both men going for crossbodies and both men are down! "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" Hurting now, Landon has no choice but to give the people what they want and go for the tag to Malibu. PRL has no choice either way and takes advantage of the breather for a couple of seconds, before beginning to pull himself up. Past him crawls Landon, reaching out to Zack, who true to his word is there to offer the tag... ...and it's MADE! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE HERE. COMES. ZACKMALIBU! Zack steps into the ring, completely fresh and EN FUEGO~! A clothesline knocks PRL down. And a second time. Make it a trio! Zack drags PRL to his feet now and sends him off the ropes, ducking his head and boosting PRL towards the rafters with a BAAAAACK bodydrop! COLE Zack is cleaning house right now! COACH Yeah, after Landon did all the work for him! Can't PRL at least take a timeout or something? PRL doesn't even have the time to beg off after that though, as Zack brings him right back to his feet. Waistlock by The Franchise, taking PRL up and over with the German Suplex! He hangs on to, rolling through and dragging the un-cooperative Puerto Rican back up with him for a second consecutive German!! Not done yet though, Zack continues to hang onto the waistlock, rolling his way through and climbing to his feet. PRL is forced to follow. And he's forced up and over with a third Rolling German, shades of AngleSault! COACH Oh, I hate those! COLE Zack is rolling here, literally and figuratively! And PRL doesn't know where the hell he is right abo... *SMACK!* "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE WOAH! SCHOOL'S OUT, SCHOOL'S OUT! COACH WHAT!? The Louisville crowd erupt as in a flash, the World Champion is DOWN! Zack stands over Landon after the Superkick with a smirk on his face, Megan holding her head in shock. COACH WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!? The crowd continue to roar their approval as Zack remains true to his word. He doesn't walk away. Instead, he casually walks over and picks up PRL, dumping him on top of Landon and telling him to count. COLE Just like AngleSlam! 1... 2... 3!!!! COLE The World Champion is beaten, AGAIN!! *DINGDINGDING!* BUFFER Your winner of the match... THA PUERTO... RRRRIIIIIIICCAAAAAAAAAANN!!!! Barely able to bring themselves to celebrate, Popick and Lindsay look at each other in confusion, as Zack stands back and watching PRL climbing back to his feet. COACH I can't believe that dirty, backstabbing, cheapshot artist... defend that! Defend that Cole, defend your boy, I dare you! COLE A little bit of a reciept from last week by Zack Malibu! COLE Oh you are unbelievable. PRL pushes back onto his feet and looks up at Zack, clearly as confused as anyone else as to what just happened. In slide Lindsay and Popick but PRL motions for them to stay back as he walks over to Zack, running his mouth to The Franchise. Zack talks as good as he gets though and points a finger in PRL's face, clearly mouthing the words "we're even" before he turns to walk away... ...which is when PRL extends his hand. COLE What's this now? COACH Oh, this isn't happening... Looking down at the hand, Zack sees right through PRL's facade and goes to leave again. But PRL is insistant and pulls Zack back, extending the hand again. Still Zack is doubtful though, not shaking his rival's hand but certainly being pulled into it by PR. The Corporate Champion locks hands with Zack and nods his head, clearly trying to thank Zack for his help with the victory tonight... ...UNTIL POPICK COMES IN AND BLINDSIGHTS ZACK, WHO GETS PULLED INTO THE SHOT BY PRL!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH Ah, back to reality. COLE Damnit, you talk about a cheapshot. Right there's a cheapshot... and NOW what!? Now what is THE LIGHTNING CREW, being waved to the ring by SJP! PRL starts to put the shaky boots to The Franchise as out from the back runs Vitamin X, Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua a few paces behind but on their way too. X slides in and quickly gets in on the stomping, to loud jeers from the Louisville crowd. In come Wall and Boricua, the muscle of The Crew. And just as things look bad for Zack Malibu, Landon begins to come to his senses. COLE This is a mugging! An old fashioned Lightning Crew mugging, Zack is defenceless! Landon clears the cobwebs and looks up, to see a sea of bodies in front of him. And the World Champion takes one look at just who those bodies are, before sliding out of the ring! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Grabbing Megan and his title, Landon quickly makes his escape, a wry smile on his face as in the ring behind him the beatdown continues. Zack is brought back to his feet and with the Crew surrounding, victimised by THE WALLBREAKER, right in the centre of the ring! PRL then points to Vitamin X, who leaves the ring. X heads right to the top rope and sets himself, soaring through the air with the picture perfect ELBOW DROP to the sternum of Zack Malibu! "YOU SUCK!" "YOU SUCK!" "YOU SUCK!" "YOU SUCK!" The Lightning Crew just laugh at the abuse, the boots still being put to Malibu. Referee Chioda takes a spill at the hands of Popick, who takes great delight in getting in Zack's face and shouting some abuse. COLE Landon Maddix may have been beaten, but in the end he may have gotten what he wanted after all. One of his title rivals, laid out and being picked apart by a pack of wolves in the middle of this ring! Sure enough, Landon is watching all this as he backs away towards the sliding doors. And a smile forms on his face as PRL points a threatening finger towards him, not looking too concerned about his defeat after what he's just seen. COLE The Lightning Crew have struck! And with just ten days until Zero Hour, one stop left on the road to Memphis, what does this mean for the future of the World Heavyweight Championship!? We are out of time, we'll see you next week, same time, same place! Goodnight! Get somebody out here already! With Landon watching on, PRL and The Crew stand over Zack and celebrate their dominance as we... FADE OUT. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
