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Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" blasts through the arena, playing the Sooner Bruisers to the ring. Cue the flexing, or howwwwling in the case of the "Psycho Gremlin." COLE The bounce is once again back in the step of the World tag team champions after going into their title defense at November Reign focused as ever before. Little posing or playing for the cameras that night. As everyone who caught the event live or on replay knows, the Heavenly Rockers were on the verge of capturing the championship for a second time when, late in the match, Logan Mann had Big Frank pinned for a [i]10 count[/i] following a Percussion DDT. Unfortunately, the referee got caught in the crossfire in a battle between Uber and Synth, causing all 3 men to fall out to the arena floor, enabling Uber to come off the top moments later and smash one of the tag titles into the back of Mann's head for the 1-2-3. An act the Heavenly Rockers haven't forgotten about, as we'll hear in these pre-recorded comments. COACH (scoffs) Please. * SWOOSH * Close-up of a CLOCK, which just happens to be set at the exact time this segment is airing. Coincidence? I think not. *tick*tick*tick*tick*tick* LOGAN (Off-Screen) You hear that Bruisers? It's the sound of the time bomb ticking inside the Heavenly Rockers! At any moment... [b][i]* BOOM *[/i][/b] The clock EXPLODES. Synth and Logan, the Heavenly Rockers, emerge from the background. LOGAN (CONT'D) ...it could go off. Then actions will speak louder than words. SYNTH Now ya mutha[bleep]ers deal wit dat. * SWOOSH * COLE Wow. A strong message sent. Oh, my! And we're underway in this non-title match. * DING DING DING * The hell with the introductions! Big Frank decimates his un-named opponent with an array of suplexes, dropping him grotesquely on his heads and shoulders, only to pick the jobber right back up and fire him off into the ropes. TILT-A-WHIRL SLAM! Staying on the attack, Frank follows one high-impact move with another, leaving the unknown jobber folded up like an accordion courtesy of a vicious DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB! But rather than go for the pin Frank tosses the poor guy near his corner, daring the fresh jobber to try his luck against him. Reluctant at first, and rightfully so, jobber #2 eventually tags himself in. Cockily, Frank points at his chin, giving the guy a free shot. * BOOM * Big dropkick levels Frank! "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!" COLE What a cheapshot! COLE A cheapshot? How so? COACH Frank gave that fool a free shot... COLE And he took it. COACH (exasperated) You're supposed to punch the guy in the face as hard as you can, not throw a dropkick. That's such a punk move. He oughta be fined and suspended for that. A series of right hands staggers Big Frank. His adreanline flowing, the out-of-shape jobber mistakenly whips Frank to the Sooner Bruisers side of the ring, allowing the champs to make a blind tag. Frank ricochets off the ropes and back towards jobber #2, leapfrogging--LEAPFROGGING--over and quickly coming to a halt, drilling the guy with a Soonerline from the front as Uber does so from the back! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" COLE The Sooner Bruisers may have just broken that young man's neck! COACH I think he's dead, Mikey. The guy damn near got his head torn off his shoulders on worldwide television. Such force behind those Soonerlines. COLE That is why the Sooner Bruisers are considered to be the most dominating tag team champions in OAOAST history. They don't give a damn whether or not you have a family to feed, they want to bruise you for live! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Jobber #1 has the balls to run in and breakup the count, drawing a spine-tingling chuckle from the Psycho Gremlin. COLE Anytime you're in the ring with the World tag team champions it's a big deal, but sometimes you have to know when to cut your losses and live to fight another day. COACH It's about time you said something intelligent, Cole. It only took you, what, 3 years? Uber sends his battered and bruised opponent into the ropes and runs him over, driving him straight back near his corner with a punishing shoulderblock. Instead of capitalizing on the situation Uber stays his ground and urges jobber #1 to come in and release some of that reserved energy he seems to have leftover from breaking up the pin attempt moments ago. Naturally, the guy looks to the crowd for answers, which is a resounding no. They know he'll get mauled by the Sooner Bruisers. Like a true babyface, jobber #1 walks into the lion's den fully aware of the consequences. The Psycho Gremlin meeting the fresh face youngster on the way in, riding him to the mat with an amatuer style takedown. Brought up in a front facelock, the youngester backs Uber against the ropes and lands a couple of stinging right hands to the gut. Uber reverses his attempted Irish whip in mid-move and powerslams the piece of enhancement talent on the rebound. He quickly scoops him overhead in a body vice and tags big brother. The Man of Tomorrow scales to the top, flexes the 25" anacondas, and drops the big elbow down across the chest! ONE... TWO... No, no, no says Big Frank. He doesn't want the match to end yet. In a direct shot at the Heavenly Rockers, he twirls the FINGER OF DOOM~! and hits the Frankensteiner for good measure. Uber steps in to prevent any save, but the other jobber is still out of it. ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * BUFFER Here are your winners, the OAOAST World tag team champions...THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUISERS! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COACH As Michael Cole gets set to interview Big Frank and Uber ringside, let's take a look at some of the explosive action we just witness live on TSM. * ROLL REPLAY * 1) Big Frank's tilt-a-whirl slam 2) His double underhook powerbomb 3) Leapfrog and Bruisers' double Soonerline 4) Uber's shoulderblock 5) Body vice/big elbow off top 6) The Frankensteiner COACH (Voice-Over) ...1-2-3, the Sooner Bruisers pick up the win here on HeldDOWN~! * END REPLAY * Ringside with Cole and the Bruisers, tag belts draped over the champs shoulders. COLE Another dominating performance... UBER Performance?! This ain't Hollywood, pretty boy announcer. It's professional wrestling! A man's sport. You gotta be tough to do what we do for a living, and all me and my brother like to do is cripple, maim and torture guys. Heh heh heh. COLE Oh, my. Ahem. Allow me to rephrase that then. Another dominating [i]outing[/i] by the World tag team champions, the Sooner Bruisers. I'm not sure if our producers pre-screened the comments made by the Heavenly Rockers for you--and I wouldn't blame them if they didn't--but it's very clear to me and everyone else, Synth and Logan aren't through with you and their quest to regain the tag team championship. BIG FRANK Yeah, we heard what those junkies said. COLE Hey, come on. BIG FRANK How else would you explain it, Michael Cole? They have to be on something for them to continue to what a piece of the Sooner Bruisers despite getting their asses kicked every time we meet. Maybe they love the bitching that goes along with them losing to us. But let me tell you something, Mann, make all the "chemical enhanced" jokes you want because next time we're in the ring together I'm gonna suplex you on your head, knocking you unconcious and then I'm gonna do something Ned Blanchard told me your wife loves having done to her -- I'm gonna PISS in your mouth and have doctors -- hell, the Love Doctors if you want, to be on the up and up -- do a steroid test right then and there to shut your sorry ass up! COLE Okay. You know what? That's enough. Thank you for you time, gentlemen. UBER We ain't through until we say we're through. If you're not careful, pretty boy announcer, you might just end up like our opponents tonight. BIG FRANK Just to be perfectly clear, the next time the Sooner Bruisers and Heavenly Rockers meet...it will be the last time. Be careful what you wish for, Heavenly Rockers, because you just might get it. Now we're finished. Let's go Uber. UBER Ow, ow, ow, owwwwww! COLE The war of words between the Heavenly Rockers and Sooner Bruisers being taken to another level here tonight. Stay with us. More action still to come.

Grudge Match Los Conquistadors vs. Los Diablos de Fuego The Vote What type of match? a) Mexican Deathmatch b) Barbed Wire Coal Miner's Glove c) Inflatable Sheep On A Pole

More developments in the Sooner Bruisers-Heavenly Rockers saga, whatever that may be

Very strong show this week. A bunch of good matches. Soft-core porn on OAOAST TV! Leads to a war of words between Heat and Tha Puerto Rican. PR got some good zingers in there. SJ vs. Heat: Finish caught me by surprise. Expected SJ to win with help from PR, but Heat was able to fend them off. Awesome. I'm digging the Mardi Gras Homewrecking Crew already. Love the way they came up with the name, and a great slogan at the end. Blonds/CW vs. Los Diablos/DDD: Fun 6-man tag match. Lots of action. I think it may have been the first time "Homies Hug" was used. I can't recall Los Diablos using the double-team move before. Spanish Fly vs. Cuban Wall: Good big man vs. little man match. at the midget comment. Tossing guy into ringpost spot never gets old. Gutierrez vs. Kawada: Physical match. My MOTN in fact. Neilson vs. Wolfenstein: Squash, but a very impressive one. Like the Lone Wolf moniker. Look forward to the Christmas Deathmatch. Then Deon vs. Brock at the New Year's show! Bruce bringing in his ex-wife? Wonder if that means anything. We'll find out next week. Good promo. Strutter vs. Reject: Fast-paced bout with plently of energy. Whole lot of kissing going on. Heat and Stacey, now Megan and Landon. Okay, the last one was a peck, but you get the idea. Royal Rumble? I thought it was the Lethal Rumble. Whichever one, Maddix is entered. Maybe he signed up for both. Another fine promo. With all the kissing and whatnot, I half expected Stacey, Jade and Ms. Lindsay to get it on. That segment worked. Each girl had a say in it and held their own. Match of the Night: Gutierrez vs. Kawada (Honorable mention: KC's 6-man tag) Line of the Night: "Youse the longest girlfriend I’ve ever had, yo. One year togetha! Gee, that’s like...I dunno...eight years on the streets!" -- Colombian Heat

[COLOR=red]*WHIIIR!* *WHIIIR!*[/COLOR] "Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you" Robert Palmer's vocals accompany the gyrating Doctors Of Doctornomics to the ring, as do the screams of thousand of women in attendence and in heat. The docs hop on the apron and slowly remove their lab coats to the music, inducing early labor and hot flashes for millions of females around the world. COACH Eat your heart out, "Loverboy" Patrick Dempsey. Get a good look at the real Dr. McDreamys. COLE The Coach putting over the Love Doctors? You must be in the holiday spirit, Coach. COACH Hey, like any good color commentator, I call 'em like I see 'em. Max and Steven are a helluva team. Quick and agile. Former HI-YAH tag team champions. A team with a bright future. All they need is someone like a Mackenzie DeCenzo to help guide their careers. You know, somebody who'd show them the error of their ways for listening to the fans. COLE (sighs) I knew your compliments were leading somewhere. You never say anything good without ending with a negative. COACH Constructive criticism. 6 men fill the ring. The Love Doctors, their opponents, the referee and ring announcer Michael Buffer. BUFFER The following contest, one fall, 10 minute time limit. Introducing first, in the corner to my left, from Orlando, Florida...the brother combination of Rodney and Eli Monroe! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE I wouldn't sleep on these two men, ladies and gentlemen. Rodney Monroe is one of the best brawlers competing in the south today, while his brother is in his rookie season. If they have any aspirations of being feature players in the hottest promotion in the world, the OAOAST, a win over the Love Doctors would put them right in the mix of things. BUFFER Their opponents, from the Windy City, 456 pounds...DR. MAX ANDERSON and DR. STEVEN PIGLEY... THE LLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOVVEEEEE DOCTOORRRRSSSS! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" The Docs give their fans a big thumbs up, and for one lucky female Dr. Max Anderson's stethoscope which he personally delivers. * DING DING DING * Starting for their teams are Eli Monroe and Dr. Steven Pigley, who takes the rookie over with an armdrag out of a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Eli rushes to his feet and again is brought down by an armdrag. The two lock up again, and this time Eli gets the better of it, planting the knee into the doctor's bread basket. Amazing French Canadian right hands rock Steven. Monroe sends Pigley in for the ride, setting low for a backdrop...but there's a blind tag. Steven leapfrogs over the top and spins the youngster around, nailing him with an inverted atomic drop as Dr. Max connects with a dropkick. THE LOVEMATIC GRAMPA! ONE... TWO... NO! Rodney breaks up the fall. Docs execute another quick tag. Pigley waits for a groggy Eli to return to a vertical base and then delivers a perfect headscissors takedown. To the rookie Monroe's credit, he gets right back up, and walks into a side headlock. He shoves Steven off towards the heel corner, where trouble looms in the form of a knee to the back by Rodney! The senior member of his team, Rodney steps in and hammers away on Steven, snapping him over for a big elbow drop. Monroe heads to the middle rope, cocks his fist and gives it a big wet kiss before diving off...slamming his hand directly into the canvas! Dr. Max receives the page to return to action, his Kobashi spinning backfists leaving Rodney jelly-legged. Irish whip, followed by the famous ANDERSON SPINEBUSTER~! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! Anderson looks to bring de Janeiro up in an armbar, but Rodney rakes the eyes and slams Max's pretty face into the dirty sole of Eli's boot. Their eyes set on re-arranging Anderson's handsome features, Rodney screams at Eli to "beat on him." COACH You gotta love this. Brotherly advice. COLE Rodney showed some toughness earlier, kicking out of Anderson's devastating spinebuster. Whatever advantage the Monroes had disappears after Max reverses an Irish whip and backdrops Eli. The twenty-something doctor sends the women into a frenzy by shaking his rump. Then the tag, an Irish whip, and every tag team's favorite move...the double dropkick! Anderson with a scoop and a slam. Pigley climbs the turnbuckles and flies... ...SHOOTING STAR ELBOW DROP!! The Docs spot Rodney coming in and drill him with a double dropkick. Anderson then brings Eli back to his feet and up in a bearhug as Pigley goes to the top yet again...SEATED SENTON ONTO ELI! COLE Guerney To The Center Of The Earth! That'll do it. ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" BUFFER Here are your winners...THE LOVE DOCTORS! COLE Impressive victory for the former HI-YAH tag team champions. You know they'll be one of the 16 teams involved in the 3rd annual Anderson Cup at the beginning of next year. We'll have more information on that later in the month. Right now let's...

Love Doctors in tag action

So much for that post-PPV hangover HD usually has. Everybody was feeling this week it seems. JINGUS vs. Bohemoth: How can anyone hate Bo? Shame on those fans for flipping him off. That said, a fine big man match-up. KC was on fire here. Marked for the use of "trapezius" and the Mongolian chop. Tension rising between Heat/Fly & D*LUX. Moss, Benjamin, Ausstin vs. Alfdogg, Strutter, Pantera: Helluva match and a helluva false finish there at the end. I thought it was over after Brock went through the table and got nailed with the 5-star. I'm intrigue at the prospect of a Mammoth-Brock match. With so many great teams in a deep division they all can't get a run with the belts, but it's about time Moss and Benjamin got gold around their waists. Blank's career vs. Zack's respect? Obviously their next encounter would need some extra juice to it and those stips did it. I could see that one going either way. Philadelphia Street Fight: Both teams took it to...the EXTREME~! Awesome. Expected the Hooligans to pull it out, but we know how to make our heels look strong in the OAOAST. Match of the Night: Major cop out here. The first ever 3-way tie! JINGUS vs. Bohemoth, World 6-Man tag title match and the Philadelphia Street Fight.

COLE At our backstage interview position, broadcast Hall of Famer "Mean" Gene Okerlund is standing by with a special interview. Gene, take it away. GENE More great action still to come, but in just a few moments I will be conducting an interview with the Enterprise about the big 6-man signed for HeldDOWN~! next week, featuring Christian Wright and the Beverly Hills Blonds versus Dance Dance Dragon and Los Diablos de Fuego. The Enterprise, of course, coming off a successful first outing at November Reign, defeating Team Rescue Nueve UnoUno in one of the many tag elimination matches held that night. And if you missed any part of November Reign, be sure to catch the encore presentation throughout the month of December on pay-per-view. Special free gift for those of you who order the replay. Now let's bring them in. Theodore Moneymaker, Christian Wright, the Beverly Hills Blonds and Mackenzie DeCenzo...The Enterprise. THEODORE (Off-Screen) :lol: The Enterprise walk onto the set jubilant as can be, dressed to the nines, while the Blonds are dressed to the '80s. THEODORE Get a good look at it, Okerlund. This here is the reason why I'm the billionaire that I am. I know a good investment when I see it. As you said, a successful first outing for the Enterprise at November Reign. Being the modest man that I am, I'll give credit where credit's do, Los Diablos de Fuego and Rescue 911. You put up a heckuva fight, but like I've said so many times, you don't mess with the rich and famous. WRIGHT Truer words have never been spoken. As the Financial Analyst for the Enterprise, I'm pleased to report profits soared following our victory at November Reign, Theodore. Crunching numbers won't be the only thing occupying my time next week, so will a match that pits myself and fellow Enterprise associates the Beverly Hills Blonds against Los Diablos de Fuego and an old acquaintance of mine, Dance Dance Dragon. Two gluttons for sodomy and punishment together as one. MACKENZIE (leaning in) I'm sure immigration would love to get their hands on that combination. SIMON I know it must be embarrassing for Cuckoo and Coco Puff to return to their village as losers, but look on the bright side, fellas, at least you can hang your heads in shame knowing you lost to the best. NED You better believe it, son. Blonds high-five. GENE Either you gentlemen have short memories or are in denial. SIMON Denial about what? GENE About your elimination at the hands of Los Diablos de Fuego at November Reign. NED Elimination my ass. SIMON His ass. NED I'm not the least bit surprise you're sticking up... GENE I'm not sticking up for anybody. I'm just refreshing your memory. NED Maybe I need to refresh yours, liver spot, because Los Diablos de Fuego used a bunch of tricky to oust us from the match. It took an illegal -- and I mean that in every sense of the word -- switch for them to eliminate me. I had them right where I wanted them. I tried to wrestle by the rules, but like the illegals that they are, they took a shortcut. A shortcut! THEODORE The Enterprise wins as a team and loses as a team, little man. And believe me, we do more winning than losing. "All for one and one for all." That's our motto, baby. So get with the program. The Enterprise exit quietly. GENE Back to the ring.

COLE This past Sunday night at November Reign, in a hotly contested bout for the OAOAST tag team championship, the Sooner Bruisers narrowly defeated the Heavenly Rockers to retain their titles, managing to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat after the Heavenly Rockers all but had the match won. But their win didn't come without some controversy, as it took a beltshot off the top rope and down onto Logan Mann for the Sooner Bruisers to pick up the 1-2-3. COACH I love how you conveniently left out the part where the Heavenly Rockers ambushed the Sooner Bruisers at the start of the match, busting Big Frank open and later Uber with the tag belts. They were the first ones to use them as weapons. The Sooner Bruisers kept it a wrestling match, while the Heavenly Rockers tried to turn it into a street fight because they knew their wrestling skills didn't compare to the Man of Tomorrow and the Psycho Gremlin. COLE Get your facts straight. It was Frank who nailed Uber with the tag title. They went for the knockout punch and it nearly backfired. But the bottom line is, the Sooner Bruisers are still... COACH :) COLE (CONT'D) ...the OAOAST tag team champions. And moments after the match had ended, our cameras caught up with both teams. * SWOOSH * Seated on a stool inside the locker room, Logan Mann holds an ICE BAG to the back of his neck. Synth nowhere in sight. LOGAN Nobody ever said it would be easy. Synth and I didn't expect the Sooner Bruisers to lay down and play dead just because we put them on notice. If anything, it would rile them up, make them a little meanier, a little nastier...and that more desperate to keep those tag team titles in their hands. So it was no shock to hear how we had the match won one second, lost the next three. Yet in defeat the Heavenly Rockers still won. Yeah, a loss would go next to our name in the record book, and while we didn't walk out with the tag titles around our waists, we aren't going home empty handed. It's no consolation, but it's something that will benefit us in future matches with the Sooner Bruisers. See, a few months ago, the Sooner Bruisers said they had shattered the spirit of the Heavenly Rockers. Well at November Reign, Rainer Wolfcastle and Wolf-Man, the Heavenly Rockers returned the favor, shattering the myth that you were unbeatable because we had you beat. I had you down for a 10 count, Frank, you jacked up turkey. Somebody dared to look the bullies dead in the eye and say, come on. You've never seen us this CRAZY before! You've never seen us so intense! So focused! I told you the Heavenly Rockers came back changed men. You may have won the battle, but we're gonna win the war. Guaranteed. Synth enters the screen with a towel wrapped around his waist, presumably having come out of the shower. SYNTH Now ya mutha[bleep] deal wit dat! * SWOOSH * Inside the TRAINER'S ROOM, doctors stitch up the Sooner Bruisers. BIG FRANK Reality is a cold hard slap in the face, isn't it, Logan? Despite all the illegal tatics you and that beach blond knucklehead Synth used, you still couldn't get the job done. Here you are on television vowing to take away our championship and extract a little personal revenge in the process, only to wind up on the short end of the stick. A complaint your wife supposedly has directed towards you, Logan. And knowing you guys, you're probably already bitching about your loss. Full of excuses. Hell, I can practically hear you pissing and moaning like the little bitches that you are from all the way over here. We left you in a position all my freakoziods are familiar with -- flat on your backs, except you weren't screaming about how pleasurable it was but how much it hurt. The only thing you and my freakoziods had in common after an encounter with the Sooner Bruisers is, you both were left sore! UBER (giddy) You're old lady made the mistake of sticking her nose where it didn't belong, Mann, and you know where that got her. That's why superheros don't get involved with girls. So walk away while you and Synth still have the use of your legs, because if you keep poking and poking at us like one of your groupies, then we're gonna have no choice but to cripple your asses. Luckily for you, me and big brother are in the Christmas spirit, otherwise we would've ended your careers at November Reign once and for all. But it's a limited time offer only. Heh, heh, heh. BIG FRANK Unlike Santa, the Sooner Bruisers deliver 24/7, 365. But instead of delivering presents...it's ass-kickings. Uber HOWLS to end the video interview.

Show is up in HE. Unfortunately the World title match had to be scraped, but everyone seems to have put a ton of effort into their matches. Having skimmed the show, it looks like a good one.

Couple of promos from the Heavenly Rockers and Sooner Bruisers

Probably my favorite PPV this year. Really enjoyed the old school Survivor Series flavor. Every team had a name! Cool touch. The Five Burroughs vs. The West Atlantic Connection: To steal a line from after the first elimination, the action was "fast-paced." Reject came out looking strong at the end. A good follow-up to the kind of match the show began with. Team Canada vs. Team USA: I was looking forward to this match the most and it didn't fail to deliver. Who says American's have short attention spans? Team USA stood there as the Canadian national anthem played. Maybe had they attacked then they wouldn't have lost the match. Bruce Blank & Landon Maddix vs. the Global Party Exchange: Helluva match. Thought Maddix would take the fall, but given the stip I should've expected he and Blank to win. The Enterprise vs. Team Rescue Nueve Uno Uno: The best out of all the Survivor Series elimination matches, IMO. Would be my MOTN but I don't want to seem bias. Excellent action and great commentary (I could actually hear Schiavone and Ventura saying their lines). Team Rescue Nueve Uno Uno's entrance was gold. Had me cracking up. At this point I'm getting tired, so half-ass feedback! The Space Cadets vs. Los Internationales: Fun match. Zack Malibu vs. Todd Cortez: Youtube intro! Anyway, there's one word to describe this match -- intense. Worthy of the ME slot. Match of the Night: Team Canada vs. Team USA Line of the Night: "I don't know about any police badges, but Bosley's gonna have a badge of honour on his chest when he wakes up tommorrow morning from that chop."

PRODUCED BY OAOAST Entertainment EXECUTIVE PRODUCER Zack Malibu DIRECTED BY Tony149 GRAPHIC BY Papacita CREATED BY CWM Tony149 Anglesault WRITTEN BY Alfdogg King Cucaracha Ed Wood Caufield Bruce Blank Tony149 Zack Malibu © 2006 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reserved.

TV-14 L,V * DUN DUN DUN DUNNA, DUN DUN DUNNA * Across a river, over a bunch of mountains, through fields, sweeping past trees and bushes, hovering over the skyline of New York City, the OAOAST logo flies through the air...before sweeping down, brushing past an elderly man who seems understandably shocked to see six over-sized letters fly past him. The logo continues going, nearing a house...which luckily, a woman is leaving, meaning the logo can sweep through the open door, continuing on down the hallfway and into the living room where a young kid is sat on his computer. It sweeps past him, hitting the computer...which explodes with a flash, lighting up much to the kid shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! Cue: THE VOICE~! OAOAST November Reign, the post-Thanksgiving day tradition. Bragging rights are on the line in 4 blockbuster multi-man elimination tag bouts. Team captains Reject and Jumbo join fellow members the Burrough Boys and Team Jamaica, along with Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly... It's the Five Burroughs vs. The West Atlantic Connection! Team captains Alfdogg and Brock Ausstin lead members "After Hours" Felix Strutter, Ken Pantera, "The Manitoba Mammoth" Deon Black, Charlie Moss, Quentin Benjamin and Thunderkid into battle... Team Canada vs. Team USA! Team Captains Theodore Moneymaker and Los Diablos de Fuego join fellow members Christian Wright, the Beverly Hills Blonds, and Rescue 911... The Enterprise vs. Team Rescue Nueve Uno Uno! The Space Cadets (Discovery, Venom, Supernova & Space Phaero) then square off against Los Internationales (Ramone Gutierez, Kenji Kawada, El Espiritu & "It")! Also on display, the richest tag team division in professional wrestling... The Heavenly Rockers look to settle the score with the Sooner Bruisers in a battle for pride and the OAOAST World Tag Team Championship! For the HI-YAH Tag Team Titles, Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph challenge D*LUX! Then in a match should Bruce Blank be pinned in, he must TEAR up his CONTRACT! Bruce Blank & Landon Maddix vs. the Global Party Exchange! And in our MAIN EVENT, Zack Malibu rages war with Todd Cortez! OAOAST HOME ENTERTAINMENT proudly presents... BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! B O O M ~! SWOOP~ over to our hosts atop the world famous INTERVIEW STAGE! LIVE Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada SCHIAVONE In our final pay-per-view event of the year, we welcome you to November Reign! Hi again, everyone. Tony Schiavone and Jesse "The Body" Ventura, your hosts for the next 3 hours of great wrestling action. And Jess, what a card we have lined up. But first, some late breaking news. VENTURA That's right. Prior to coming on the air, we were informed tonight's 3 tier cage match for the OAOAST Title wouldn't take place. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" VENTURA Sources close to the situation say the champion objected to the match because he felt, rightfully so, management is trying to get back at him for something that happened a while back. So he refused to take part in it and I'm told he may even file a lawsuit against the OAOAST. Who knows, next week Drek Stone could be our boss. Wouldn't that be great? SCHIAVONE Maybe to you. But let's not keep the fans waiting any longer. To the ring we go and the men calling the action at Sofa Central, Michael Cole and Johnathan Coachman.

PRL, Popick, Thomas Rodriguez, and Vitamin X run away through the curtains. COLE The HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions are running for their lives! COACH You can’t blame them! Mr. Boricua yells in between beating up Spanish Fly. Boricua yells at Wall, and Wall nods. Cuban Wall grabs Colombian Heat by his left hand, and Mr. Boricua grabs Spanish Fly by his right hand. At the same time, Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall whip Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly into each other...but Heat and Fly reverse, and Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall crash into each other! Mr. B and CW are both dazed and confused, so Colombian Heat kicks Cuban Wall in the gut, places him in between his legs, and hooks his arms. COLE No way! He’s not gonna! COACH No! No... The crowd cheers loudly as Colombian Heat uses all his strength to lift Cuban Wall off the mat...and GIVE HIM THE COLOMBIAN NECKTIE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111 "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Colombian Necktie! Colombian Necktie on the 6’7" 285 pound Cuban Wall! COACH You wait until PRL hears about this! Just you wait! Spanish Fly exits the ring and climbs the top rope. Mr. Boricua is still dazed and confused, so when Boricua gets near him, Spanish Fly leaps off the top rope and hits Mr. Boricua with a top rope Fame-Ass-Er! COLE Fly Swatter! Fly Swatter on Mr. Boricua! COACH Oh my God! That little midget just took out the biggest man in The Lightning Crew! COLE He maybe 4’11", but he’s got the heart of a giant! The crowd explodes with cheers. Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua roll out of the ring. Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly fire up the crowd. COLE Those two men are standing strong, but the HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions have ran away! How do you explain that? Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly notice that the HI-YAH World Tag Team Title belts are still in the ring. So they both grab one and raise them over their heads to more cheers. COLE Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly have just cleared the ring of the members of The Lightning Crew! COACH But they didn’t get the big cheese! PRL is safe and sound, and NEW HI-YAH World Tag Team Champion! So it is PRL who gets the last laugh! Deal with it Heat! COLOMBIAN HEAT I knew he was full of crap! Heat and Fly drop the belts when they see that Shayne Brave, Tyler Bryant, and Jade Rodez are in the ring. Jade is checking on Shayne while Tyler is just trying to recover. But all three look at Heat and Fly. COLE Colombian Heat was right. Tha Puerto Rican hasn’t changed at all. But D*LUX believed in PRL, and as a result they just got screwed out of the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles! COACH They paid the price for believing in him. Next time they should be a little bit more careful with who they trust. COLE Now D*LUX is in the ring with Colombian Heat and Fly! The same men who fought each other 2 weeks ago on HeldDOWN~!. Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly are hesitant to make a move. But so are D*LUX. Jade helps Shayne get up, while Tyler uses the ropes to help him get up. The two teams (and Jade) just stare at each other, the crowd waiting for one of them to do something. COACH Well, this is certainly awkward. Jade looks at D*LUX. Tyler doesn’t really want to, so Shayne steps up. He looks at Heat and Fly...and puts his right hand out. Colombian Heat looks at it, like he’s not sure if there’s something in that hand. Heat says something to Fly. Fly seems to agree with Heat. So Colombian Heat looks at D*LUX, and then simply walks away. COACH He’s leaving! Colombian Heat didn’t shake D*LUX’s hands! COLE Heat has a hard time aligning himself with D*LUX after what went down 2 weeks ago. Spanish Fly follows Heat, and the two of them walk across the entrance ramp. The crowd is disappointed that Colombian Heat did not shake Shayne Brave’s hand. Some are even booing. D*LUX and Jade look puzzle as well. But they soon get back to helping each other get out of the ring as "First To Believe" by A1 starts playing. COLE Those two men should be the Tag Team Champions right now! NOT PR/Popick! We were all played for fools by Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Popick! Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph are now the co-holders of the HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship for the first time in their careers. But D*LUX aren’t done yet! I’m sure they’ll be back! And hopefully, sooner than later we will get an explanation about how this whole plan went down! COACH What a wonderful plan! I never saw it coming! It was absolutely brilliant in every way! PRL should win a Nobel Prize for this plan. They have a Nobel Prize for wrestling right? D*LUX and Jade Rodez walk across the entrance ramp, arm-in-arm, while "First To Believe" by A1 continues playing. The crowd cheers for the now FORMER HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions, but the three babyfaces obviously aren’t in a good mood after being screwed by their "friends" PRL and Popick. (Cut to Double C) COACH What a night! I am loving this show! COLE I just still can’t believe what I just saw. You were there with me, Coach. Last Thursday night, PRL took on Cuban Wall in a match, and in the end, Thomas Rodriguez came in, did a fast count, and screwed PRL! Now, tonight, PRL and Popick take on D*LUX, Cuban Wall came out and pulled out the referee, Thomas Rodriguez comes in, flips Shayne Brave the middle finger, and then screws D*LUX out of the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles! How is that possible? COACH It was all apart of the plan, Cole! This whole thing was designed to get D*LUX to trust P.R./Popick, that way it’d be easier to take their titles away from them! By having The Lightning Crew fight each other, D*LUX wouldn’t suspect what PR and Popick were really planning to do! And D*LUX fell for it, hook, line, and sinker. What a bunch of gullible morons. I’m glad they’re no longer Tag Team Champions! COLE What a scene we just witnessed. I still can’t believe it. D*LUX has been duped! PRL and Popick sucked in D*LUX and everybody else, including me, you, everybody in this arena, everybody watching at home! EVERYBODY got screwed by PR/Popick! COACH How smart, how BRILLIANT is Tha Puerto Rican? Can we--can we look at it again? Can we see it one more time? Can we, please? COLE All right. Here we go. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes across the screen. Cut to the ending of the match starting with D*LUX about to give PRL the As Seen On 60 Minutes. COLE So D*LUX hit PRL with their finisher, As Seen On 60 Minutes. It had should have been over, but there was no referee. But then Thomas Rodriguez comes out, and, watch this: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8! There was no 3 count! COACH This is the best part! Watch Thomas Rodriguez here. Look at his face! Look at the expression on Shayne Brave’s face! Look at that! COLE Thomas Rodriguez shooting a finger right in Brave’s face, and laughing about it! COACH It was wonderful! COLE Then, PRL, who *said* he had an arm injury, uses the cast to low-blow Shayne Brave. He then gave him the Corporate Nightmare. NOW, Thomas counts the pin. COACH Brilliant! The OAOAST November Reign 2006 logo flashes across the screen. Back to Double C. COLE So now we have new HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions, but for how long? D*LUX isn’t done with PR/Popick yet, ESPECIALLY not after tonight! And what about Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly? How will D*LUX respond to Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly’s actions after the match? We thought we had everything figured out, but tonight threw everything out the window! Everything is all up in the air! Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph Popick haven’t changed a damn bit! They’re still the same as they always was! And we were all played for fools because of it! COACH Excuse me while I play the world’s smallest violin. COLE Fans, we again apologize for the Triple Cage Championship match not taking place tonight, but we at the OAOAST feel you'll be very satisfied, if you haven't been already with this pay per view, with our main event. The first ever singles meeting between Zack Malibu and Todd Cortez. COACH This has chaos written all over it, Cole. COLE For months, Zack Malibu has been tormented by a band of sadistic wrestlers known as The Wildcards. After coming in to supposedly aid Zack Malibu, it became obvious The Wildcards had their own agenda in mind. Their bloodlust has engulfed the company in 2006, and quite honestly, there appears to be no end in sight to the war between Zack Malibu and The Wildcards. In a strange twist, The Hooligans, the same men who Malibu brought The Wildcards in to help him again, have been Malibu's main aids in the war, along with Leon Rodez, Zack's former tag team partner who was put on the shelf at War Games, thanks to Todd Cortez. COACH Now tonight, Malibu's got revenge on his mind, but with a twist. Anglesault has been making waves since taking his company back under his full control, and he said that he wanted Malibu and Cortez to channel that hostility into a wrestling classic, not a bloodbath. COLE Originally the winner of this match was to go on to the Triple Cage match. We know that Zack still lays claim to a title shot thanks to his win at Two For The Money back at Anglemania this past year, and if there was ever a man whom he'd like to get his hands on as much as Bruce Blank, it's Drek Stone. Tonight, that is not the case however, as we will cap off our extravaganza with what many are calling a "dream match". Cortez, despite what we've seen him as, is a well-rounded grappler, having held numerous championships in the SWF. He's notorious for what he calls "adapting to his enviroment", making him somewhat of a hardcore MacGyver. He's held the World Tag Team Titles there with two different partners, one of them being Landon Maddix. He's known for his run as Hardcore Champion there, competing in some of the most innovative matchups imaginable. In one of his last appearances, he made then-World Champion El Luchardore Magnifico tap out to the Street Dreams sleeper, showcasing his submission skills as well. COACH All that looks good on paper, Cole, but he's up against a man on a mission. Zack's one of the world's greatest wrestlers, but let's face it, he's not thinking about wrestling. He's focused on redemption, for what The Wildcards did to his family, and to his best friend. He's been walking around with a target on his back for a long time, but there hasn't been anybody since The Wildcards, and especially Bruce Blank, that has gotten to him this way. Mos Def's "Oh No" is cued up for the final match of the evening, and as the lights dim for the entrance of the Wildcards member, the fans respond with the expected response, booing him out of the building. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, this is your MAIN EVENT here at November Reign! Approaching the ring at this time, hailing from Hollywood Boulevard, he weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty six pounds. Representing The Wildcards, he is the URRRRRRRRRBAN LEGEND, TODD CORRRRRRRRRRTEZZZZZZZZZ! Cortez peers over the rim of his shades, and it's probably lucky for him he wears a bulletproof vest, as the crowd isn't taking kindly to his arrival. The man who assumes responsibility for hooking Zack up with The Wildcards, only to become the gravest danger he's had to face powerwalks down the ramp and gets in the ring, hopping up on the ropes and angrily tossing his shades and vest off, trash talking the crowd from his perch on the middle rope. The lights go low again, and Stabbing Westward's "Save Yourself" is cued up, this time drawing a favorable reaction from the crowd. In fact, it's one of the biggest pops of the night, as the OAOAST's favorite son makes his way to the ring! BUFFER His opponent, hailing from Providence, Rhode Island. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds, he is widely regarded as The Franchise of the OAOAST, he is ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MALLLLLLLLLLLLIBUUUUUUUU! Malibu walks fast, wasting no time in getting to the ring. Cortez is there waiting for him though, and stands in wait with open arms, daring Malibu to come at him. Zack does, but is immediately pushed back by the referee for the match, Earl Hebner. Cortez chuckles, knowing he's already in Malibu's head tonight, and continues to taunt him as the two stars wait for the bell to sound. COLE Here we go, Coach! DING*DING*DING! The two competitors, for the first time pitted against each other under standard match rules, come out of their respective corners storming towards one another, locking up in center ring as the crowd watches on! They tie up, and immediately Cortez throws down Zack's arms, then shows the amount of respect he has for the Preppy One by firing off a slap with his right hand, stunning Zack and drawing a mix of "oooh's" and boos from the crowd! Malibu checks his lip, then opens up with a flurry of right hands, each one more powerful than the prior one, backing Todd to the ropes! He tries for an Irish whip, but Cortez holds onto the top rope, prevening it from taking place. He swings around and grabs Malibu in a headlock, dragging him back towards center ring as he wrenches on his head, until Zack is able to fire him off! Todd bounces off the ropes, colliding hard with Zack and driving him down with a shoulderblock, but missing the followup elbowdrop attempt! Both men roll to their feet and Zack snares Cortez in a side headlock, but the "Urban Legend" breaks free by lifting Zack for a back suplex...that Zack floats through! Zack spins Todd around, and before the streetwise superstar knows what hit him, Malibu delivers a hard slap, repaying the favor from earlier, and then grabs a headlock again, trapping the Wildcard in his grasp! COLE I think this is the most "legitimate" action I've seen from either Malibu or Cortez since the war between Zack and The Wildcards started over six months ago! COACH Both o' these playas got the talent, and that's what the boss wants them to show. We know Zack's got the skills, and now tonight we'll see if Cortez has what it takes to hang with him. Malibu hangs onto the headlock for a few moments, until he's shoved off and spun around by Cortez, who takes him over with a deep arm drag! Malibu gets up, and Cortez looks to tie up with him again, but Zack knocks him back with a European uppercut, then a chop across the chest that brings a groan out of Cortez! Zack takes him by the wrist and sends him to the ropes, but it gets reversed, and it's Zack who winds up bouncing off the three strands! He comes back as Todd leaps up with a dropkick, but Zack swats it down, then grabs Todd upon his recovery and brings him to the mat with a rear waistlock takedown! Zack holds onto Todd, trying to tie him up somehow, but Cortez squirms forward and grabs the bottom rope, causing a break and forcing Malibu to have to back off and allow his foe to his feet. COLE Imagine how Malibu must feel, having to back off and ease up on one of the men who has made his life a living hell in recent months! Back off is exactly what Zack does, but as Todd gets to his feet, Zack storms forward and shoves Cortez, an act that Cortez responds to with an incredulous "oh HELL NO" and pushes back! Malibu comes forward and clocks him with a right hand, but Cortez fires back with one of his own, and now both men are trading fisticuffs, with referee Earl Hebner trying his damndest to not let things break down! COACH Here it comes! I got money on a double DQ within the next sixty seconds! After absorbing a hard right hand from the street fighter, Malibu turns and tackles Todd, forcing him back to the corner...but as he rams his shoulder into Todd's ribcage, Cortez pounds on his back with forearms, not allowing Malibu to gain the advantage and trap him against the turnbuckles! After wearing Malibu down, Todd grabs him by the head and leads him out of the corner and hits a quick snap suplex, rolling through with it and lifting Malibu off his feet again, holding him upside down in a second, delayed vertical suplex...but Malibu starts kicking his legs and shifts his weight so that he falls back to the canvas! Now it's Malibu hoisting Cortez up, dropping him forward on the top rope to slingshot him back into a suplex, which Malibu floats through with, landing atop his rival for the first pin attempt of the match! ONE! The kickout comes just before two, as Todd gets a shoulder up rather quickly. Zack brings him up and delivers two forearms across the cheekbone of Cortez, then sends him to the ropes...but Todd holds onto Zack's wrist and spins back to face him, delivering a kick to the stomach that doubles him over! With Zack reeling, Todd pulls him into a standing headscissors, preparing for a RIOT ACT PLUS~!...but Zack manages to push him away, then fires his leg into the air, trying for SCHOOL'S OUT~!...but Todd catches the leg and holds onto it before spinning out and taking Zack off his feet with a sweep kick, then hits a standing moonsault on Malibu, hooking the leg after landing! ONE! T-KICKOUT! Just as Zack did to him, Cortez stands up after the kickout, bringing Zack up with him, and while holding his head, rams his knee into it! Todd then hooks both of Zack's arms in a butterfly lock, placing his right leg behind Malibu's legs to give himself some added leverage, and stretches Malibu while he's trapped! COLE Butterfly stretch by Cortez, working the arms and shoulders of Malibu here. Malibu struggles, but with his arms hooked behind his back, he's unable to get to the ropes. He wriggles around, finally able to drop his head low, and then pushes up, elevating Cortez over his back! Todd lands on the canvas, but as Hebner drops down to count, Cortez, still holding the lock, rolls both he and Malibu to their feet and drops him with a butterfly suplex! Cortez gets up and stomps Malibu down, then after the last stomp delivers a little "spit shine" to his fallen foe, drawing many jeers from the crowd! Uncaring, Cortez waves his arm at some of the fans who watch as he exits the ring, moving out to the apron. With Malibu prone on the canvas, Cortez springboards off the ropes and into the ring, but as he looks to land with a kneedrop, Malibu rolls out of the way! Cortez reacts quickly, turning his landing into a roll and coming up to his feet, but turning around to be blasted with a hard running lariat by Malibu! The fans roar as Zack yanks Todd up by the arm and shoots him into the corner, following up with a crushing corner lariat that drives the wind out of Cortez! Malibu starts firing off jabs with his left hand, rocking Cortez again and again before hoising him up and putting him on the top rope. COACH He's goin' high risk, Mikey Cole! Zack follows up, and delivers a European uppercut while standing on the middle rope to keep Todd at bay. He climbs up onto the top rope, pulling Todd up to a standing position...but Cortez shoves Zack back, and with nowhere to go the OAOAST's pride and joy falls down to the canvas below! Zack rolls across the mat and struggles to his feet, while Todd braces himself on the ropes, then launches himself into the air, coming down with a legdrop to the back of Malibu's head as he's rising off the canvas! COLE He came right down on the back of his neck! COACH And smashed him face first back into the mat! Cortez stands over Zack's back, and pulls back on his head, then slams his arms across his face with vicious crossface shots! Cortez then rolls Zack onto his back and leaps into the air, driving his knee into Zack's temple upon landing, and then covers him once again. ONE! T-SHOULDER UP! COLE Malibu escapes defeat after being worked over, but he's still weary, and Cortez is still in control! Todd lifts Zack up off the canvas, and then hoists him off his feet, dropping Malibu with an inverted atomic drop, a move that has become one of Todd's calling cards! He connects with a second one as well, stunning Zack, then takes his head under his arm and rotates, looking for a neckbreaker...but Malibu manages to counter quickly by hooking Todd's arms and pulling him down with a backslide! COACH He got him, yo! ONE! TW-NO! Todd rolls through to escape that pin attempt, and as Zack is getting up, grabs him in a front facelock...but he's pushed to the ropes and then taken down with a drop toehold! Todd checks to make sure all of his teeth are intact after falling face first, and is unable to fight Malibu off as he brings him up to his feet and delivers several elbows to the small of the back before he's pushed into the ropes, and then tossed into the air and back bodydropped down to the canvas! Cortez cringes as the shock surges up and down his back, and while he reels from the manuever Malibu scopes him out, waiting for just the right moment...and then runs forward, leaping into the air and coming down on the back of Todd's head with a scissor kick...but the attempt is no good, and the kick misses! Malibu's leg slams back down to the canvas, and he winces for a moment as his knee buckles under him, which is just enough of a window for Todd to fire off a kick to that very leg. And another! And another! AND ANOTHER! COLE Cortez has opened fire on that right leg of Zack Malibu's with those hard martial arts kicks, and if he's able to weaken it enough, it's going to take away Malibu's most reliable weapon, the School's Out superkick! COACH If the right leg is hurting, he ain't gonna kick with it. Cortez is gonna keep on it, or at least he should, because it'll eliminate a surefire match ender! Malibu inches away, now hobbling as his leg is sore from the kicks. He grabs the top rope to support himself, but Cortez pulls him away and rocks him with a hard right, then drops him with a scoop slam. Cortez then bounds for the ropes and comes off with another kneedrop, but this one misses, and he drives his knee into the hard surface of the ring! As he gets up Malibu is back on both feet, and Todd gets caught with a pair of blistering chops across his chest, and then gets ROCKED with a ROARING ELBOW~! from Malibu! Cortez takes the high road after being knocked silly with that blow, and rolls out under the bottom rope to the floor, making a quick escape to cut off any momentum Zack may be able to channel. COLE Cortez got blasted with that shot from Malibu, and now has headed out in front of us to catch a breather before Malibu mounts a heavy offense. COACH He could just be pacing himself. Cortez walks around ringside, holding his jaw and looking up angrily at Malibu...who charges with a baseball slide...but misses! Cortez then takes Zack by the leg and yanks him out under the bottom rope, then uses the grip he's got on his legs to snap Zack over with a wheelbarrow suplex ON THE FLOOR~! COLE MAN ALIVE! The back of Zack's head just slammed down on the floor! Cortez, still winded, takes another moment to work himself back into shape, as Malibu lays on the floor, holding his head. Cortez then gets up on the apron, and with Malibu down he races across the apron and leaps off, dropping onto Zack with a splash from the apron! Todd bounces off of Zack's ribcage, and now the Preppy One curls up into the fetal position, his ribs feeling crushed after the impact of that blow! COACH So much for resting up! Neither of these guys are gonna give...we've seen in every time they've been pitted against each other, and now without any weapons, without any stipulations, these guys are going balls out to prove who the better WRESTLER is tonight! Todd leads Zack to his feet and drives one knee into Zack's forehead, and then another, staggering him even more before hitting ANOTHER inverted atomic drop! Zack winces, and now Cortez opens up with hard slaps, rocking Zack across each side of his face repeatedly before Zack knocks his hand away and opens up with right hands, drawing the crowd into a frenzy! Zack then boots Cortez in the gut and takes him by the head, and rams it repeatedly and rapidly into the ring apron, knocking Todd senseless! COLE If he keeps that up he's going to crack his skull like an egg! Malibu, tired of slamming Todd's head into the apron, shoves his foe up onto the apron and back into the ring. Todd crawls away from the ropes and staggers to his feet, dazed and confused. Malibu hops up on the apron, eyes wide with rage as he springboards in, snapping Cortez to the canvas with a huracanrana! Cortez scrambles back to his feet but can barely stand, falling back into the corner. Malibu gets up and stays right on him, charging the corner and hopping up on the second rope, ready to open up with more punches...but Todd throws him off before he can act on his offense! Malibu charges in again, this time jumping up and monkey flipping Cortez out of the corner...but the backstreet brawler lands on his feet! He turns around and takes a swing at an oncoming Malibu, but Zack ducks it, spins Todd around, and carries him over with a Northern Lights Suplex! ONE! TW-NO! Cortez pushes up, but does so while holding Malibu's waist. He rotates as they get to their feet, and holds Malibu in position, then leaps over his back with another attempt at the RIOT ACT PLUS~!...but Malibu grabs Todd's ankles as he leaps over his back, holding him upside down to prevent the hold...then snaps him overhead by his ankles and slams him to the canvas! COLE Malibu once again managed to avoid that flip piledriver that has won Cortez numerous championships, numerous matches, and put Leon Rodez on the shelf for an indefinite period of time! With Todd down, Malibu steps to the apron and begins climbing the ropes, always eyeing Cortez. Zack perches himself on the ropes, and stands straight up on the rope, waiting on Cortez...but Cortez notices Malibu in wait as he gets up, and purposely falls towards the ropes, sending Malibu off balance! Zack falls and crotches himself on the top rope, giving every man in attendance sympathy pains! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" COACH That Cortez is like a chick with how he targets our weak spot! COLE I've gotta say though, Coach, he has gotten the inverted atomic drop over with the masses. Cortez, now with the advantage, races up the ropes and snares Zack in a front facelock, pulling him back up onto his feet. Both men are now standing on the top rope, with Zack fighting not to be taken over and Cortez fighting to weaken arguably the OAOAST's most resilient competitor. They jockey for position, with Zack hammering Todd in the ribs to break the facelock...but before Malibu can react Todd grabs him by the throat and braces his lower back, leaping off the top and carrying Malibu into the air, bringing him down with an URBAN ASSAULT ONTO THE ELEVATED RAMP~!~!~! COACH YO~! COLE URBAN ASSAULT FROM THE TOP! CORTEZ JUST USED THAT CHOKESLAM/POWERBOMB HYBIRD OF HIS TO DEVESTATE ZACK MALIBU! Malibu's not the only one devestated, as the move had an impact on Cortez too, leaving both men sprawled out on the ramp! The crowd shouts their "HOLY SHIT" chant loudly, as a split screen replay shows us both men coming down from the top rope with a brutal crash landing. COLE Both men are down, and despite it being an offensive tactic on the part of Todd Cortez, it's still anyone's guess as to who can recover first! With both men down, Earl Hebner starts the count...although the only thing Zack or Todd are counting right now are the stars they're seeing after that leap of faith. ONE. TWO. THREE. Neither man is moving, nor do they look like they're ready to. FOUR. FIVE. SIX. Slowly, Cortez turns onto his stomach and starts crawling across the ramp, desperately trying to make it back into the ring before the count is up. SEVEN. Cortez is nearly there...but suddenly Malibu grabs his ankle, preventing him from going in! Frantic, Cortez kicks Zack's hand away, and uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. EIGHT. Just as quickly, a groggy Malibu pushes up, and uses what little energy he has left to charge Cortez...only to get backdropped over the ropes and back into the ring! COLE Well, that'll break the count for sure...and I don't think Cortez even realizes that move cost him a victory! Cortez quickly steps through the ropes, right at the last nanosecond, and uses a go-behind on a recovering Zack, trapping him in a rear waistlock. He tries for a German Suplex, but Zack reaches out and grabs the top rope, preventing himself from being carried over! Cortez breaks, and delivers two elbows to the back of Zack's neck, dazing him, and then pulls him away from the ropes. He tries again for the suplex, but Zack fires back with elbows of his own to break! Todd backs off, while Zack is too worn out for a followup...and Cortez comes back and traps him in a full nelson, then takes him over with a RELEASE DRAGON SUPLEX, DROPPING MALIBU RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD~! COLE Did you see his head snap back on that suplex!? COACH I did, I did! Cortez collapses to all fours out of exhaustion, then turns to his fallen foe and drags him by the ankle closer towards him, turning him onto his back and trying for a pin to end this encounter! ONE! TWO! T-NO! SHOULDER UP! COACH HE KICKED OUT~! COLE That's the heart of a lion, the heart of a champion! Zack Malibu will not go down that easily! Shocked, Cortez is wide eyed as he struggles to bring Malibu's dead weight to it's feet, snapping him back to the canvas with a quick Russian legsweep before leaping over him and onto the middle rope, floating backwards with a quebrada onto the OAOAST Original! Cortez hooks the leg, and once again, Hebner is in position to count the pin. ONE! TWO! TH-NO! NO! ANOTHER KICKOUT! The crowd roars as Cortez slams his hands on the canvas, disgusted with his own inability to defeat the very man who brought him into the OAOAST. He lures Zack to his feet again, but as he does Zack quickly scoops him up onto his shoulders with a fireman's carry, then starts spinning around and around and around and around! COACH I'm getting dizzy, Cole. Get me a bucket! Malibu spins and spins and spins and spins, as the crowd roars with every rotation. After what seems like thirty revolutions, Malibu dumps Cortez down on his back and collapses, dizzied from his own airplane spin! Both men are back down on the canvas, but the crowd is electric, sensing that their hero is starting to come back to life! COLE They are exhausted, they are banged up, and they are two stubborn bastards. There's no title shot on the line anymore tonight, there's nothing at stake except pride, respect, and honor! COACH Anglesault said that he knew what they were capable of. It's the first time we've seen Cortez away from the barbed wire and spikes and chairs and tables. This is simply two men who hate each other, and have the God given ability to do something about it inside our ring! Both men lay under the bright lights of the arena, using every precious second that they can to gain as much stamina as possible. Both woozy, they struggle to their feet after the airplane spin sequence, their backs to each other. They stagger, trying to keep their balance, and while doing so back into each other, causing Malibu to spin around instantaneously and drop Cortez with the ANGLE SLAM~! COLE HE GOT HIM! ZACK MALIBU JUST LAID TODD CORTEZ OUT WITH THE ANGLE SLAM~! COACH The Boss must REALLY be smiling now! Malibu, sweaty and spent, rolls onto his stomach and inches over to cover Cortez, as the crowd is roaring wild! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! TODD CORTEZ KICKS OUT OF THE ANGLE SLAM! COACH OK, so maybe The Boss isn't so happy now! The air is let out of the crowd, as they surely thought Malibu had this won with the manuever passed down to him from the company owner. He yanks Cortez up to his feet and sends him into the corner, then charges in and nails the Hispanic superstar with a running back elbow that sends spittle shooting into the crowd! Malibu then takes Todd by the head and swings around so that he can sit on the turnbuckles, using them to propel himself into a Tornado DDT...NO! Todd holds Malibu off his feet and brings him back around, planting him back on the ropes! As he slips his head free he hits a palm strike under Malibu's chin, rattling his jaw, then climbs the ropes and hits a top rope huracanrana that brings Malibu down to Earth! COLE Dammit! We already had one Wildcards victory tonight, and now it looks like Todd Cortez is shifting the momentum back into his favor! As Todd rises to his feet, he slaps his chest, taunting the fans in attendance as their hero lay face down on the canvas. Todd turns around and moves towards Zack, slapping the back of his head and he lays on the canvas, unable to get up. COLE And now he's playing with him, playing with the fact that he's got the advantage. COACH For months, Zack's tried to take out The Wildcards, and for months they've tried to do the same to him. Neither of these guys are gonna let up, Mikey Cole! Nevermind the lack of a Triple Cage here tonight...this is as intense as it gets! Cortez brings Malibu to his feet, squeezing his cheeks together as he trash talks him, then lets loose with a hard chop to the chest! A series of chops follows, until Malibu manages to duck one wayward shot, and then opens up with a flurry of his own, going so far as to tear the wifebeater of Cortez so that it's nothing but skin on skin contact, causing the skin on Todd's chest to redden and crack! He sends Cortez to the ropes, but Todd reverses, then hits the side ropes, ready to pounce Zack with the Hollow Point...but Malibu leapfrogs over the attempt, then turns around just as Todd does...AND DELIVERS A SCHOOL'S OUT~! COLE HE GOT HIM! COACH DAMN RIGHT HE DID! After catching Todd flush in the jaw, Malibu drops onto him, hooking a leg, as the crowd counts along with Hebner. ONE! TWO! THREEEEENO! NO? NO! TODD CORTEZ KICKS OUT! COLE I don't believe it! Zack Malibu...he just NAILED Cortez with that patented superkick of his, and Todd Cortez, after everything these men have been through, has KICKED OUT! Malibu is just as amazed as anyone, but he knows he can't waste time. He brings Cortez up to his feet and goes behind, lifting Todd up and over with a German Suplex, but hangs onto his opponent, rolling him to his feet again, and again dropping him on the back of his head and neck! Another rollthrough, and Cortez gets German'd again, but as they come up to their feet Cortez becomes dead weight, causing Malibu to struggle to get him over. Todd pries at Zack's wrists, breaking the waistlock, and then spins around, cradling Malibu down into a schoolboy! ONE! TWO! TH-NO! Malibu kicks out of Cortez's flash pin, much to the delight of the crowd, who are now all standing, watching on as these men try valiantly to one-up the other just enough to score a three count. Both men get up, and Malibu goes for a School's Out out of nowhere...but Cortez catches the leg! He throws Malibu's leg down, then follows up with a quick STO, driving Zack into the canvas, and then pulls Malibu up into a seated position, cracking him between the shoulder blades with a hard low roundhouse kick, then runs the ropes and hops over Malibu's body, jarring his neck with a snapmare! Malibu falls back holding his head and neck once again, and Cortez rolls to his feet, eyeing his aching foe on the canvas. COLE Another attack on the neck, and now Cortez plays the waiting game, bracing himself before attempting to put Zack Malibu in a hospital bed alongside Leon Rodez! Cortez moves over to Malibu and pulls him towards him as Zack is getting up, then delivers a kick to the stomach...but Malibu catches the leg! Quickly, Todd leaps up and tries an enzugiri, but Malibu ducks, and the Urban Legend belly flops to the canvas! Zack stumbles back, but as Todd gets up he runs behind him and forces him to the ropes, trying for a rollup...but Cortez hangs onto the ropes! Zack rolls backwards on his own, and when Cortez spins around... CRACK~! ...he's face to face with the heel of Malibu's boot once again, as he's dropped by ANOTHER SCHOOL'S OUT~! COLE SCHOOL'S OUT FOR THE SECOND TIME~! THIS IS IT! ONE! TWO! THREENO!NO!NO! TODD CORTEZ KICKS OUT OF SCHOOL'S OUT AGAIN~! COLE HOW ON EARTH DID HE MANAGE THAT!? COACH COLE, HE KICKED OUT! COLE I saw, Coach...and I have no idea how he has survived not one, but TWO of them! The crowd, having surely thought that was it, can't believe it. Malibu looks up at Hebner and double checks, and Hebner gives him the signal that it truly was only a two count! Malibu looks as if he's about to lose it, as the resilience of not ony Cortez but The Wildcards in general, coupled with their heinous actions since their arrival have mentally torn him apart! He mounts Todd's shoulders and starts clubbing away, peppering his forehead with hard right hands before leading him to his feet. Taking Todd by the head, Zack takes him to the corner and rams his head into the top turnbuckle not once, not twice, but five times! Cortez staggers back, but Malibu grabs him and throws an arm across his chest, lifting him off his feet and dropping him over his knee with a Rock Bottom Backbreaker! Cortez convulses on the canvas, his lower back tingling with pain as he gets to his feet, and finds himself trapped in a front facelock. Malibu reaches down and cradles his left leg, lifting him upside down...and then SPIKING HIM ON HIS NECK WITH THE FALLING STAR DRIVER~! COLE WE HAVEN'T SEEN THAT IN AGES! THAT COULD BREAK A MAN'S NECK! COACH ...AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHY WE JUST SAW IT! Malibu covers once again, as the crowd chants along with the count, everyone's fingers crossed that this is enough to put Todd Cortez away. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING*DING*DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner...ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALIBUUUUUU~! COLE He did it! Finally, Zack Malibu, resorting to that devestating manuever in his arsenal to put Todd Cortez away! COACH You know, Mikey Cole, I don't think Zack cares that there's no Triple Cage tonight. I think that he's gotten some satisfaction out of this, because this was a hell of a match, and he was able to put one over on The Wildcards once again. COLE You know Bruce Blank is watching this in the back, and he's probably smashed the monitor with that barbed wire bat of his. Regardless of how he feels, listen to this crowd, cheering about the fact that they just witnessed a classic! No weapons, no bloodshed even...just balls to the wall action between two men out to prove that they are among the best in the world! COACH Anglesault must be proud of this one. What a way to cap off our November tradition! Malibu circles the ring, while Cortez is being tended to by Earl Hebner. Malibu turns and looks up the aisleway, and at the top of the ramp stands Anglesault, clad in his suit, clapping and nodding to the crowd who is giving a standing ovation. COLE Look at this. A great show of respect from the fans, and from the company owner himself, for the man he passed the torch to. Malibu, though, doesn't seem completely pleased as he looks back one last time before exiting the ring. He heads up the ramp ready to hit the showers. He walks up to the ramp and past Anglesault, eyeing him, and even the naturally smug AS gives him a "what gives" type of look. Malibu comes over and stares Anglesault down, in a somewhat intimidating fashion. The cameras close in, and Malibu says "You got what you wanted, now give me what I want. Give me Bruce Blank!" and storms off, disappearing behind the curtain as the screen fades to black.

COLE Well coming up next is a match that has quite a bit of interesting backstory to it. The HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles will be on the line as the Champions, D*LUX, managed by Jade Rodez, take on Stephen Joseph Popick AND "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes across the screen. The match-up graphic for PR/Popick vs. D*LUX appears on screen. The crowd cheers loudly. COLE (CONT’D) But what everyone wants to know is what will The Lightning Crew do tonight. We already heard from Popick earlier. PRL has suffered a broken arm as a result of Cuban Wall’s attack last Thursday. We know that he will NOT be 100% for this match. How will PRL’s injury affect this match? COACH PR and Popick are not gonna win. It’s as simple as that. P.R. has a broken arm, which means that he’ll wrestle at 50%. And since PRL is a bad wrestler as it is, that means that PR/Popick have a .05% chance of winning the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles tonight. COLE You don’t think P.R./Popick have much of a chance? COACH To borrow a line from Tha Puerto Rican, they have no chance in Hell! Yeahhhhhhhhh! COLE Well, we’ll see about that. Will we see the crowning of new World Tag Team Champions? Or will D*LUX hold onto their titles for another day? And what about The Lightning Crew? Will they be involved in this match in some way? We are about to find out! P.R./Popick get a shot at Tag Team gold right now. Let’s go to the ring! The lights go down in the arena. The crowd cheers. 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!* "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 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 cheering. PR is heard saying, "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" throughout the song, while smoke fills the entryway and strobe lights cover the entrance set. A few seconds elapsed, and through the smoke come "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican and his manager, part-time tag team partner, and "Career Consultant" Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowds’ cheers get louder. P.R. and Popick both look like they’re ready to fight. PRL is wearing a cast on his left arm and is holding it, while Popick flicks his wrists. Popick asks PR if he’s ready. P.R. nods his head. Popick motions for them to go to the ring. P.R. looks at the crowd, and then begins his walk with Popick as "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing over the P.A. system. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, coming to the ring at this time. At a total combined weight of 445 lbs. The team of STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK AND The Man With The Golden Contract, "The Corporate Champion" THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! The crowd gets louder. P.R. continues staring straight at the ring. COLE You can see the injured arm has been placed in a cast. The Lightning Crew did a number on Tha Puerto Rican last Thursday on HeldDOWN~!. Cuban Wall beat up Tha Puerto Rican from the backstage area to the ring. PRL had the match won, but if it weren’t for Thomas Rodriguez, that crooked referee, P.R. would have defeated Cuban Wall! COACH No he wouldn’t have. Cuban Wall was going to win the match either way. PRL is just no match for the size, the strength, the power of Cuban Wall! Cuban Wall was going to flatten PRL like a pancake, whether or not the rest of The Lightning Crew showed up. COLE I hope you noticed that PRL did the Sweet Chin Music and the IntenseZone Elbow on Cuban Wall just before he covered him. COACH Pffft. SO? The Sweet Chin Music didn’t really hurt Wall, and the IntenseZone Elbow is the stupidest move in the history of wrestling! COLE Cuban Wall was knocked out from that Sweet Chin Music! PRL would have defeated Cuban Wall if it weren’t for The Lightning Crew! You know it and I know it! Tha Puerto Rican looks at the crowd. Popick holds the ropes, and Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring. SJ follows him. No spinning tonight. No pyro either. P.R. is all business as he enters the ring, but he does stop to raise his left hand in the air for the fans in attendance. P.R. checks on his injured arm, and checks his right arm too...just in case. COACH Hey! P.R. didn’t bring his briefcase! COLE I noticed that too. I guess P.R. doesn’t want any distractions here tonight. He wants to beat D*LUX and get out of here so that he can relax his arm. COACH Well wait? What if the arm injury is so bad, P.R. and Popick can’t defend the titles? COLE Then they’re forfeit them. COACH Sweet! Come on D*LUX! Hurt that arm really bad. I mean, REALLY REALLY bad! COLE Stop it Coach! D*LUX wouldn’t do that. They’re respectful competitors. COACH Being respectful doesn’t get you anywhere. In the ring, you gotta show no mercy! COLE Says the guy whose never wrestled in his entire life. COACH Hey!...I’ve wrestled a few times. The crowd continues cheering loudly for The Corporate Champ. P.R. and Popick talk strategy while the lights go back on in the arena and P.R. checks his arms. They’re good. Popick gives PRL some last words of encouragement as "Know Your Role ’99" dies down. P.R./Popick look at the entrance, waiting for their opponents. "JUST ONE ON ONE THAT’S THE WAY WE DO IT BABY! JUST ONE ON ONE, THAT’S THE WAY WE DO IT! JUST ONE ON ONE THAT’S THE WAY WE DO IT BABY! JUST ONE ON ONE, THAT’S THE WAY WE DO IT!" "First To Believe" by A1 starts playing, causing the crowd to stand up and cheer loudly once again. Jade Rodez comes out first, skipping happily to the beat of the "song". Then the two members of D*LUX, "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant and "Showtime" Shayne Brave come out next. Tyler stands to the right of Jade, and Shayne stands to the left, and together, the two men from Michigan rip open their dark blue demin jackets to reveal the HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship belts wrapped around their waists. D*LUX and Jade Rodez strike a pose on the entrance stage, and then walk to the ring, slapping hands with the beautiful people (HA!) along the way. BUFFER And their opponents. Coming to the ring at this time. Accompanied to the ring by their manager, Ms. Jade Rodez. At a total combined weight of 397 lbs. They are the reigning and defending HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions. Tyler Bryant. Shayne Brave. DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX! D*LUX and Jade Rodez continue walking to the ring as "First To Believe" continues playing. Jade waves hi to the fans. COLE Despite the fact that PRL is injured, I still believe this will be one hell of a match! COACH I’m sure it will be...until The Lightning Crew shows up to ruin it! COLE You may actually be right about that Coach. COACH WHAT!? COLE Yeah. The Lightning Crew may not want to see PRL win some gold without them, so they may distract him or cause a disqualification or who knows what? COACH If they broke his arm on Thursday, imagine what they can do tonight? COLE Oh my. I rather not. D*LUX hold the ropes for Jade to enter the ring. D*LUX follow her, and then together, all three raise their hands in the middle of the ring with Popick and PRL looking on in a corner. The crowd is still cheering as "First To Believe" by A1 continues playing. COLE D*LUX has held the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles since July 30, 2006 when they defeated The Beverly Hills Blonds on an episode of OAOAST Syndicated. D*LUX are already two time HI-YAH Tag Team Champions, but I doubt they want to seek a third title reign this soon! COACH This match will be a little tough for D*LUX. They’ve never fought PRL OR Popick. Ever. So, they don’t know what to expect. COLE Well, both men have changed considerably since October. I’m sure D*LUX won’t have to worry about much! Just have a great match and try to retain their titles! COACH Whatever you say, Cole. D*LUX unhook the belts and raise them over their heads. Tyler and Shayne glance over at P.R./Popick before handing the belts over to referee Jimmy Korderas who raises the belts over his head letting the fans know that this is a title match. He then hands the belts over to a ringside attendant. P.R. and Popick discuss some more strategy while D*LUX head to the opposite corner and stare at their opponents. COLE D*LUX may have to alter their gameplan a bit. The two teams have developed something of a bond these past few weeks, and I seriously doubt Tyler or Shayne want to further hurt that arm. COACH Or they could just go nuts and cripple the poor clod. COLE Coach, come on! COACH This is a title match, Michael. You gotta give it your all. Gotta throw the rulebook out the window. You gotta do whatever it takes to win. COLE But can’t you have some dignity? Some honor in the ring? COACH Honor and dignity don’t get you anywhere in this business. COLE Coach, you’ll never learn. Shayne and Tyler remove their designer shades and denim jackets to SQUEEEEALS~! from the girls in attendance (all 6 of them). They’re given to another ringside attendant. D*LUX and P.R./Popick stare at each other from opposite corners in the ring as "First To Believe" by A1 dies down. Jade Rodez high fives both of her men and then leaves the ring. The HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship graphic appears on screen. COLE That’s what it’s all about. Tag Team gold is up for grabs! Popick’s been there before, but PRL hasn’t. But tonight could change all of that. COACH We’re only a few seconds away! Come on already ref! Start the damn match! Jimmy Korderas pats down both members of D*LUX, and then PRL and Popick. He then calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* HI-YAH WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH D*LUX (Champions with Jade Rodez) vs. "THE CORPORATE CHAMPION" THA PUERTO RICAN & STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK (Challengers) D*LUX and P.R./Popick continue staring at each other. Popick tells PRL to start first. PRL agrees, and Popick leaves the ring. "Showtime" Shayne Brave decides to start for his team. COLE Here we go! The match has started! PRL and Shayne circle each other. Shayne offers a handshake and PRL accepts. The crowd cheers. COLE Nice moment of sportsmanship there! P.R. and Shayne lock up. Both men jockey for position, and then P.R. takes Shayne to the ropes. He whips Brave into the opposite ropes. When Brave returns, PRL leap frogs over him. Shayne bounces off the ropes again. This time, PRL does a reverse leapfrog over Shayne, and then afterwards gives him an arm-drag! COLE Armdrag from The Corporate Champ! PRL gets up and Shayne looks at him. They nod to each other as a sign of respect. Puerto Rican and Shayne Brave circle each other again and lock up. PRL goes behind Shayne and gives him a belly-to-back suplex! He turns it into a front facelock using his right hand. Shayne slips out and looks at PRL again. COLE This looks to be an athletic matchup. PRL and Stephen Joseph want to win the titles on their own. I seriously doubt we’ll see The Lightning Crew interfere in this one. COACH They may interfere...just not FOR Tha Puerto Rican. COLE Hey good point. COACH Yes! Two in a row! P.R.L. and "Showtime" Shayne circle each other for a third time. The crowd chants, "P.R.!" They lock up, but P.R. slips out and knees Shayne in the stomach. P.R. hits Shayne with some European Uppercuts and then Irish whips him into the ropes. Shayne reverses, and when PRL returns, Brave gives him a hip toss to a pop! P.R. immediately gets up, so Shayne hits him with a dropkick knocking him back down! Shayne picks up Puerto and whips him into a neutral corner--PR reverses--P.R. comes charging, but gets kicked in the face by Shayne. As PRL stumbles around the ring, Shayne Brave climbs the top rope. Shayne grabs PRL, looks at Jade and the crowd, and then leaps off the top, giving PRL a Tornado DDT! SHAYNE RADICAL! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE And it looks like we’ve got a match going on right now! COACH Careful guys, The Lightning Crew could be anywhere. Jade Rodez cheers her team on. "Tremendous" Tyler wants the tag, so Shayne obliges, and now the other half of D*LUX is in the match. Tyler immediately starts stomping on Tha Puerto Rican, but when he sees the left arm in a cast, he stops, probably out of fear of stomping on the arm by mistake. Bryant picks up The Corporate Champion and punches him in the face several times. He then grabs P.R. by his right arm and whips him into the ropes. P.R. comes back with a shoulderblock, knocking Bryant down. P.R. then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Bryant, bounces off the opposite ropes...and gets hip tossed by Tyler! P.R. gets right back up and charges towards Tyler, right into an arm-drag from the HI-YAH World Tag Team Champion! P.R. gets up...and gets hit with a dropkick! P.R. gets up and stares at Tyler Bryant. He smiles, as if to say, "Yeah, you got me. Good job." COLE And in the early going, D*LUX is in control! P.R. offers a handshake to Bryant and he accepts. Puerto then makes the tag to Stephen Joseph Popick, and the crowd cheers. COLE Popick in there now to try and get him some of D*LUX. COACH And not in that way, if you know what I mean. Folks! Popick nods to Tyler and then they lock up. Popick strikes first by going behind Bryant, but "Tremendous" Tyler is able to grab Popick by his head and bring him down to the mat. Tyler applies an arm-bar, which Stephen turns into a leg scissors, but Tyler escapes and both men get up at the same time. Popick grabs Tyler and applies a headlock on him. But Tyler is able to escape and apply an arm-wringer on SJP. But then Popick turns *that* into an arm-drag. HOWEVER, Tyler Bryant is able to turn the armdrag into an arm-bar which he applies as Stephen Joseph Popick gets up. COLE Tyler Bryant and Stephen Joseph Popick are having quite the wrestling match here! Tyler still has the arm-bar applied even though SJP has gotten up. SJP tries to escape it, but Tyler just won’t let go. Popick’s attempts to escape take him and Bryant to a neutral corner. Finally, Popick escapes by kneeing Bryant in the stomach repeatedly. He then starts punching him in the face. Popick grabs Tyler and takes him out of the turnbuckle so that he can apply a headlock on him. Jimmy Korderas checks on Tyler, just like Jade is doing on the outside. Stephen Joseph gives Tyler a headlock takedown and further cinches the hold tight. COACH Popick showing the world why he is a former OAOAST World Champion right here, right now. COLE Indeed. Stephen Joseph is a talented competitor, one that the fans have grown to love over the past 2 months. It looks as though Tyler is fading from the headlock. His shoulders are down on the mat, so Jimmy Korderas counts. 1... 2... SHOULDERS UP! "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant starts moving his feet around, which somehow cause him to regain energy and get up on his knees. Popick still won’t let go of the headlock. Tyler and Stephen Joseph get to their feet. Bryant then shoves Popick into the ropes...but Popick knocks him down with a shoulderblock! Popick then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Tyler Bryant, bounces off the opposite ropes, and gets hit with a gutbuster from "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant! COLE Whoa! Tyler Bryant has got Stephen Joseph Popick down on the mat! COACH I could have predicted that. COLE No you couldn’t. COACH Yes I could. Tyler Bryant picks Stephen Joseph Popick up. He gives him a phantom neckbreaker! Tyler covers SJP! 1... 2... KICK OUT! COLE It’s going to take more than that to beat Stephen Joseph. "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant stomps on Stephen Joseph Popick for a little bit. He gives Stephen a backbreaker and goes for the cover. It gets two. Tyler gets up and starts stomping Popick’s chest. COACH Remember, D*LUX maybe all friendly with PRL and Popick, but they’re still the HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions, and they still want to keep those belts! COLE That’s right Cole. Things maybe cool between them, but they don’t want to lose their belts to them. COACH All right. I’ve got three things right tonight! Tyler Bryant takes Popick over to a neutral corner. Tyler shouldertackles Popick. Bryant then hits Stephen Joseph with a knife-edged chop across the chest! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Popick returns the favour with a chop across the chest! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" And again with another chop! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" And again with ANOTHER chop! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *DOUBLE CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Popick whips Tyler into the ropes--Tyler reverses--Popick bounces off the ropes--right into a flapjack from Tyler! "Tremendous" Tyler then rolls Stephen Joseph up! 1....2....KICK OUT! Bryant is mad, but remains calm. "Tremendous" Tyler picks Stephen Joseph Popick up and slams his head on top of a turnbuckle pad in a neutral corner. Tyler punches Popick in the face a few times, and then whips him into the ropes. Stephen Joseph reverses, and when Tyler returns, Popick nails him with an atomic drop! Afterwards, Popick clotheslines him to the mat! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Stephen Joseph Popick starts stomping on Tyler Bryant with Tha Puerto Rican cheering him on. Popick picks up the weakened member of D*LUX and gives him a wheelbarrow suplex! Popick then picks Bryant up and whips him into the ropes again. Tyler goes for a clothesline, but Popick ducks, and grabs Tyler Bryant from behind for a German Suplex! NO! Tyler won’t budge. Popick keeps trying, but the HI-YAH Tag Team Champion refuses to move. Bryant then starts elbowing Popick in the face until he releases the hold. Bryant then goes behind Popick, and shoves him into the ropes so that he can roll him up! 1.... 2... POPICK KICKS OUT! Tyler hits the ropes, and when he returns, Popick grabs him and lifts him up, so that he can give Tyler a high angle neckbreaker! Stephen Joseph Popick picks up Tyler Bryant and makes the tag to "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican to a pop. SJ holds Tyler so that Tha Puerto Rican can kick him in the stomach. Tyler collapses to the mat, so PRL starts with the shaky leg kicks all over Tyler’s body. "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" COLE Two fan favourites are in the ring right now. It’s hard to decide who’s more popular! COACH Yeah, every fan in this arena is an idiot tonight! P.R. switches to regular stomps to the chest. Shayne Brave cheers his teammate on while Jade Rodez looks on with a concerned expression on his face. PRL looks at Shayne and Jade as he picks Tyler up. Puerto Rican hits Tyler with CLUBBERIN~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN’~! forearms. He goes for a Rock-style punch to the temple, but it’s BLOCKED! Tyler punches PRL! Tyler punches PRL again! And again! Tyler grabs PR by his right hand and Irish whips him into the ropes--NO!--PRL reverses. PRL grabs Tyler and gives him a belly-to-belly suplex! COLE Tyler trying to fight back; to retain his title! Puerto Rican covers Tyler. 1....2....KICK OUT! "LET’S GO TY-LER!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO TY-LER!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO TY-LER!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO TY-LER!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" Puerto Rican mutters a naughty word, and then applies a chinlock/bodyscissors combo on Tyler Bryant. Jimmy Korderas checks on Tyler. Shayne Brave slaps the top turnbuckle pad to rally the crowd. COLE PRL is trying to ground Tyler Bryant by doing this move. COACH PRL is doing some smart wrestling here. Nuts! SHAYNE BRAVE COME ON TYLER! Tyler is weakening in the hold. Shayne desperately reaches out for a tag as the crowd starts clapping in unison. Jimmy Korderas asks Tyler if he gives up, and Tyler saids, "No!" Tyler starts shaking his hands, showing the crowd that he is coming to life again. Bryant sits up, still trapped in the chinlock/headscissors combo. COLE The crowd coming alive for D*LUX. Jade Rodez is slapping the ring apron. Tyler finally escapes the hold, but PRL manages to apply a facelock on Bryant as he’s getting up, thereby preventing a tag. However, Tyler gets up, and when he does, he charges towards a neutral corner, slamming PRL’s back against the turnbuckle! Tyler punches PRL in the face. He then whips him into the opposite corner--PRL reverses--and it’s Tyler who hits the turnbuckle. PRL charges forward with a Stinger Splash! Tyler stumbles out from the turnbuckle, so Puerto Rican grabs him and hoists him up...giving him the Esto Daño De La Cogida De La Voluntad (which is Spanish for "This Will Fucking Hurt")! COLE Cradle DDT from Tha Puerto Rican! COACH That’s gotta hurt. PRL poses in the ring to loud cheers. He then picks Tyler Bryant up and takes him over to the challenger’s corner where he makes the tag to Popick. P.R. holds Bryant in a front facelock so that Stephen can kick him in the chest. SJP grabs "Tremendous" Tyler by his hair and runs with him over to a corner where he slams his head on top of the turnbuckle pad. Afterwards, SJP spits in his right hand and then chops Tyler across the chest with it! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The "Career Consultant" of Tha Puerto Rican punches his opponent in the face, and then begins kicking him in the stomach repeatedly. Popick then whips "Tremendous" Tyler into the opposite corner. Tyler hits the turnbuckle sternum first a’la Bret "The Hitman" Hart! COLE I gotta say this has been some great tag team wrestling from Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph. They have kept Tyler Bryant away from a tag. They have isolated him. You gotta give them credit for that. COACH Hmmmm...nah, I don’t really want to. Jade Rodez starts slapping the ring apron again, causing the crowd to clap their hands in unison again. Meanwhile, Stephen Joseph Popick grabs Tyler Bryant and takes him over to the ropes. He whips Bryant into the ropes, and then knees him in the stomach. He then whips him into the ropes and knees him in the stomach a second time. COLE You know, Tyler Bryant will never make excuses, but he NEEDS to get to his corner! COACH P.R.L. and Popick are cutting the ring in half! Popick just punches Tyler in the face. Popick grabs Tyler...and gives him a wheelbarrow suplex! SJP then gets right back up and grabs Tyler up with him. Popick whips Tyler into a turnbuckle. Bryant does the Bret Hart bump and stumbles out from the turnbuckle...right into a German Suplex from Stephen Joseph Popick! SJP then gets up again, and picks Tyler up by his long hair. He kicks Tyler in the stomach, and then gives him the X-Factor! COLE There are the three moves ALWAYS done in succession. The wheelbarrow suplex. Followed by the German Suplex. And then the X-Factor! COACH And now Popick’s going up! Indeed, the technical wrestler is going up top for a change. But the moment that Popick puts both feet down on the top rope, "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant is up and punching Popick in the face! He keeps doing it and doing it until Stephen loses his balance and crotches himself on the top turnbuckle! COLE Tyler just trying to build something here! Tyler Bryant climbs the second rope and starts hammering away on Popick’s back. Popick tries to fight back, but Tyler is able to stun him for a little bit; just enough time for Tyler to grab Popick in a front facelock, put Popick’s left arm over his head, climb the top rope, and grab Popick’s tights. SUPERPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! Tyler Bryant and Stephen Joseph Popick are knocked out from the superplex. Jimmy Korderas checks on them as the crowd cheers. COLE Both men are down and Tyler Bryant needs to make the tag! Jimmy Korderas starts counting. 1! 2! 3! COLE PRL can’t wait to get the tag! 4! Popick and Tyler start crawling to their respective corners. 5! Shayne Brave claps his hands to get the crowd to fire Tyler up. 6! Tyler gets closer to his corner. 7! 8! TYLER MAKES THE TAG TO SHAYNE! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Shayne Brave starts stomping on Stephen Joseph immediately. He picks him up and whips him into PR/Popick’s corner. The whip is reversed and Shayne hits the corner instead. Popick charges...but gets drop toeholded onto the second turnbuckle pad! Popick slumps down, with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle pad. So, Shayne Brave heads to the opposite corner, and then charges forward, jumping up, and dropkicking Stephen Joseph Popick right in his face! COLE What a shot from Shayne Brave! COACH Popick might have gotten some teeth knocked out thanks to that move! COLE Yeah. Sweet Jesus! "Showtime" Shayne Brave grabs Stephen Joseph Popick and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. Shayne tries for a Rube Goldberg bulldog, but Stephen Joseph just slams him down onto the mat...and applies the Higher Calling on Brave! COLE Higher Calling! What a counter by Popick! P.R. and Popick can win the Tag Team Titles right here! COACH Shayne Brave’s in trouble! He mustn’t tap out or he loses his and Tyler Bryant’s belts! Popick pulls back on the submission hold, but Brave is brave and refuses to tap out. COLE They’re in the center of the ring! Shayne Brave is in no man’s land! COACH He’s gonna tap! He’s gonna tap! Just when it looks like all hope is lost, "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant enters the ring and attacks Stephen Joseph Popick from behind, breaking the hold! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH"--"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Well some of the fans liked that, some of them didn’t. COACH Yeah, and the ones that didn’t are starting to get louder than the ones who did! As the fans cheer and boo, Tyler Bryant stomps on Stephen Joseph Popick. PRL is panicking on the ring apron, begging for a tag right about now. Tyler scoops Popick up, and slams him down for a bodyslam! Tyler than tells Shayne to head to the top rope. COLE What are they doing now? Shayne Brave exits the ring and climbs the top rope. Tyler joins him near the turnbuckle. They both wait for Popick to get up, hyping the crowd. COACH Looks like a double team move to me. COLE Shayne Brave is perched on the top rope! SJP slowly gets to one knee. He then gets to both feet. When he does, Tyler throws Shayne off the top rope, and Shayne is ready with a Rocket Launcher Clothesline knocking The Most Hated Man In The OAOAST down! COLE Larger Than Life Line! The cover! The champs are going to retain! 1.... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! COLE Popick got the shoulder up! P.R. breathes a sigh of relief. The crowd is shocked; some are booing, some are cheering. COLE How did Popick kick out of that one? COLE I ain’t got a clue! "Showtime" Shayne sees a downed Popick and decides to climb the top rope once again. As Jimmy Korderas orders Tyler Bryant to exit the ring, Shayne gets to the top rope. He looks at the crowd, looks at Jade, and then jumps off the top rope with a picture perfect elbow drop... that misses! COLE The move misses! Popick got out of the way just in time! COACH Now Popick was just lucky there! COLE Maybe he was. Or maybe it was just instinct that kicked in. COACH Nah. It was luck. COLE Coach... Stephen Joseph Popick crawls over to Shayne Brave. He covers him, making sure to hook his right leg. COLE Popick’s the legal man. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SJP can’t believe it! Jimmy Korderas says that it was only a 2 and that’s that. COACH He’s bugging out! Look at Popick! He’s shocked! He thought that was it. COLE You gotta give props to Shayne Brave. COACH Never say ’props’ again! COLE ...Okay. P.R. can’t believe it was only 2 either. He reaches his right hand out for a tag. Popick obliges, making the tag to The Corporate Champ. Once P.R. is in, he starts with the shaky leg kicks to Shayne’s chest. Puerto picks up his opponent, Shayne Brave, and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! The cover! 1....2....Kick out! COLE Check out the guts of Shayne Brave! COACH Ewwww. No thanks! COLE That was a figure of speech, Coach! "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican picks up "Showtime" Shayne Brave by his hair. Puerto Rican hits Shayne with a Rock-style punch to the temple using his right hand. He does it again. And again! And again! NOW KISS THAT RIGHT! Rock punch and Shayne Brave is down on the mat! PRL picks up Shayne Brave again. He gives him a vertical suplex. PRL rolls through, and gives Shayne another vertical suplex. P.R.L. rolls through again, and lifts Shayne Brave up for a third vertical suplex. But P.R. holds Shayne up in the air for a few seconds letting the blood rush to his head. The crowd applauds PRL. PRL then does the "You can’t see me!" hand gesture, and then walks over to the ropes, and drops Shayne Brave stomach first on the top rope to do a slingshot suplex and complete the Corporate Trifecta! Afterwards, PRL applauds himself and the crowd cheers! COLE Corporate Trifecta from Tha Puerto Rican! P.R. goes for the cover....it gets two. Now PRL is frustrated, so he applies a facelock on Shayne Brave. Jimmy Korderas checks on Shayne Brave. Jade Rodez is getting quite worried outside the ring. COACH One of the challengers has one of the champions in a facelock! This ain’t a good position for him to be in. I like it! TYLER BRYANT COME ON SHAYNE! COME ON SHAYNE! Jade Rodez slaps the ring apron, getting the crowd to clap in unison again. When this happens, Shayne Brave somehow finds the power to get on his knees. He then gets on one knee, then both feet, all the while STILL in the facelock. P.R. holds onto the facelock tight, cinching the hold. While still applying the facelock, P.R. goes for a suplex, but Shayne won’t budge. Instead, Shayne is the one who hits the suplex, escaping the facelock! COLE What a reversal! Where the hell did Brave get the energy to do that? PRL holds his back in pain. "Showtime" Shayne gets to his feet first and grabs Tha Puerto Rican, punching him in the face a few times, and then whipping him into the ropes--NO!--the whip is reversed. PRL bounces off the ropes himself. Gamengiri! COLE Dodge THIS, BITCH~! PRL goes for the cover again! 1..... 2.... 3? TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! PRL COME ON REF! Puerto Rican picks up Shayne Brave by his hair and takes him over to his corner where he slams his face on the top turnbuckle pad. Puerto makes the tag to Popick. Popick punches Shayne in the face again and again. COLE How much more of this punishment can Brave take? COACH I don’t think he can take much more of this. The manager and "Career Consultant" for Tha Puerto Rican whips Shayne Brave into the ropes. He follows with a BAAAAAAAAAACK Body Drop! Popick tries for the win on that move. 1...2....KICK OUT! COLE No. That wasn’t the end! SJP picks up Shayne Brave...and gives him a stalling neckbreaker! That gets a two count. COLE And Shayne is STILL in this match! PRL and Stephen Joseph Popick are both breathing hard and perspiring like mad. SJP stomps on Shayne Brave, further weakening the already winded member of D*LUX. Popick stomps Brave all the way to a neutral corner where Brave uses the ropes to pull himself up. That gives Popick the perfect opportunity to hit Shayne with some knife-edged chops across the chest! *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Stephen Joseph whips Shayne Brave into the opposite corner. Brave hits the turnbuckle back first. Popick charges forward, but gets kicked in the face by Shayne! Shayne then jumps onto the second turnbuckle and grabs Popick using his legs. Shayne then does a headscissors takedown which results in Stephen Joseph Popick hitting the ring post left shoulder first! COLE Popick going shoulder to post! This could be the opening Brave needs to make the tag! Tyler Bryant is rooting for Shayne to make the tag. Popick is still resting in the spot where his shoulder hit the ring post. Shayne is crawling over to his corner, while PRL is frantically telling Popick to stop Shayne from making the tag. PRL LOOK OUT POPICK! LOOK OUT! FOR GOD’S SAKE, LOOK OUT! SJP is crawling over to his corner, while Shayne Brave is doing the same with his corner. The crowd gets hotter and hotter by the second as both Shayne and Popick inch closer and closer to their respective corners. COLE Look at the desperation on the face of Tyler Bryant! PRL is clapping rooting Popick on. Jade Rodez and Tyler Bryant are rooting for Shayne Brave to make it to his corner. Both men inch closer... ...and closer.... ....and closer.... and then... Popick makes the tag to PRL! AND SHAYNE BRAVE MAKES THE TAG TO TYLER BRYANT! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tyler Bryant enters the ring at the exact same time PRL does. They run towards one another, and it’s Tyler who wins that battle, clotheslining PRL down! PRL gets up, and gets clotheslined down again! Bryant grabs Tha Puerto Rican and whips him into the ropes using his right arm. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK BODY DROP! Tyler Bryant grabs Tha Puerto Rican as soon as he gets up and whips him into the ropes again. He follows with a Samoan Drop! He goes for the cover! 1.... 2... KICK OUT! Tyler Bryant stomps on Tha Puerto Rican a few times and then lifts him up. He calls for Shayne to enter the ring. While Jimmy Korderas orders Shayne to get back to his corner, D*LUX grab Tha Puerto Rican...and give him the KELLY CLARKSON CLUTCH!!! COLE KELLY CLARKSON CLUTCH! COACH This could be it! D*LUX could keep the titles for another day! Tyler makes the cover! ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! COLE That wasn’t it! That wasn’t it! COACH I thought that was the end! It’s not? COLE No! Listen to this crowd! They can’t believe the match is STILL going on! Alot of the crowd is pissed off that the match didn’t end there. Tyler Bryant eyes the referee angrily, but there’s nothing he can do. So, Tyler Bryant angrily picks Tha Puerto Rican up AND GETS HIT WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX BY PRL! COLE These fans are on the edge of their seats. All four men are loved by the fans, but only two of them will walk out of here with the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles! Puerto Rican is now growing increasingly pissed off. He picks up Tyler and whips him into the ropes. He puts his head down, so Tyler kicks him in the face, bounces off the ropes...and fires off with the Yakuza Kick! COLE The cover! 1.... 2... KICK OUT! Tyler slaps the mat in frustration. The crowd is getting anxious, feeling that the end is near. Tyler makes the tag to Shayne Brave. Brave picks up the tired, out of breath Puerto Rican and whips him into the ropes--NO!--PRL reverses and hooks Shayne Brave up! LATIN SLAM! LATIN SLAM ON "SHOWTIME" SHAYNE BRAVE! COLE What a move! Latin Slam on Shayne Brave! COACH Brave is out cold! He’s knocked out! Tha Puerto Rican gets up and looks down at the fallen Brave. Jade Rodez and "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant are worried. PRL looks to Popick and does the Corporate Eyebrow. That causes Stephen Joseph to enter the ring. COLE What are they doing now? COACH Beats me. With a hot crowd behind them, PRL and Stephen Popick pick up "Showtime" Shayne Brave ignoring Jimmy Korderas’ orders for Popick to get back to his corner. Stephen Joseph Popick grabs Brave and hoists him up. He walks over to the center of the ring. The crowd starts getting hotter as PRL runs to the ropes, bounces off the ropes, and then jumps up, clotheslining Shayne Brave to the mat (using his right arm)! COLE Oh my! Hart Attack on Shayne Brave! What a move from those two! Popick heads back to his corner as "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican covers "Showtime" Shayne Brave, hooking his right leg. Jade Rodez is on the outside looking concerned, same as "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant on the ring apron. Referee Jimmy Korderas counts along with the crowd. COLE We could have new champions right here! 1... 2... 2 1/2 2.99999999999999999999999999999999999999999 CUBAN WALL PULLS JIMMY KORDERAS OUT OF THE RING! COLE WHAT!? COACH Hey! The Lightning Crew is here! COLE Now come on! They’re ruining what has been, up till now, a good match! Jimmy Korderas scolds Cuban Wall for pulling him out of the ring. So Cuban Wall grabs him and throws him into one of the ring steps HEAD first! Jimmy Korderas is knocked out! COLE Cuban Wall just took out the referee! The Lightning Crew is ruining this match! COACH Guess they REALLY don’t want PRL to win don’t they? COLE They want to screw PRL out of the HI-YAH World Tag Team Titles, just like they screwed him last Thursday! Mr. Boricua has joined up with Cuban Wall, and together, the two big men of The Lightning Crew get up on the ring apron. PRL gets up, and looks at the two men with anger in his eyes. He has the McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Popick yells at Boricua and Wall to get the hell out of here. Shayne Brave is still on the mat, but Jade Rodez and Tyler Bryant are watching all of this, wondering what the hell is going on. This allows Vitamin X to run through the crowd and jump over the barricade! He grabs Tyler Bryant and pulls him by his pants off the ring apron and starts punching him in the face! COLE Hey! Wait a minute! Vitamin X is slugging it out with Tyler Bryant! COACH It looks like The Lightning Crew wants to make sure NOBODY wins this match! They’re causing chaos for the hell of it! Tyler Bryant and Vitamin X get into a slugfest on the outside. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Popick look at each other...and charge after Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua respectively! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" PRL throws punches left and right with Cuban Wall, and Popick holds his own against Mr. Boricua. And through all of this, Jade Rodez just stands there and watches. COLE PRL, Popick, and Tyler Bryant are fighting off The Lightning Crew who are trying to ruin this match! COACH Look at D*LUX team up with P.R./Popick! It’s incredible! COLE They’re putting their differences aside to take on The Lightning Crew! The crowd is going wild as PRL, Popick, Mr. Boricua, Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, and "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant slug it out! While this is going on, "Showtime" Shayne Brave is slowly getting up. COLE How long can this fight go on? COACH As long as Cuban Wall wants it too. Seeing as he is the new leader of The Lightning Crew and all. COLE Who told you that? COACH Ummmm...nobody? Cuban Wall chokes Tha Puerto Rican with his bare hands, but luckily, PRL is able to punch Cuban Wall and escape the hold. PRL hits Cuban Wall in the temple with a Rock-style punch, knocking him off the ring apron! Popick hits Mr. Boricua with a punch, and one second later, he is down and out too! COLE PRL and Popick have taken care of the two big men of The LC! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tyler Bryant grabs Vitamin X and throws him into the barricade, knocking him out. "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican taunts Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua on the outside, while Stephen Joseph Popick chuckles at what he and P.R. have just done. P.R. tells Wall and Boricua to "know their roles and shut their mouths". He then turns around. AND GETS CLOTHESLINED BY SHAYNE BRAVE! COLE Shayne Brave with a tremendous clothesline! COACH Hey! Tremendous is Tyler Bryant’s nickname! Popick tries to stop it, but he gets hip tossed! Popick holds his back in pain and rolls out of the ring! D*LUX look at each other, and it looks like the end IS here. The crowd cheers because of this. COLE It looks like we’re going to see their finisher! Tyler Bryant lifts Tha Puerto Rican up and places him on his right knee. "Showtime" Shayne Brave exits the ring and climbs the top rope. Jade Rodez roots them on while the crowd cheers. COACH They’re doing it Mikey! They’re doing it! Tyler holds the weakened Puerto Rican in place. Shayne looks down at PRL, looks at Tyler, looks at the crowd, and looks at Jade. With Vitamin X knocked out, Stephen Joseph Popick on the outside holding his back, and Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua knocked out on the outside, Shayne decides that there’s no better time than now to jump off the top rope and... HIT THE TOP ROPE LEGDROP~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111111111111111111111111111111 "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" COLE As Seen On 60 Minutes! That’s their finisher! D*LUX has got it! They’re STILL the champions! COACH Only problem is the referee is knocked out! COLE Oh yeah. Right. "Showtime" Shayne Brave covers "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, hooking his right leg. Jimmy Korderas is still knocked out, so there’s no referee to be found. Jade Rodez and Tyler Bryant have no idea what to do now, but the crowd is still going wild. COLE D*LUX can win the match! But there’s no referee! Suddenly, from the entrance ramp comes Official Lightning Crew Referee, Thomas Rodriguez, the same man who screwed Tha Puerto Rican last Thursday on HeldDOWN~!. Thomas runs as fast as he has ever ran in his life and enters the ring. COLE Thomas Rodriguez!? What--what’s he doing out here? COACH He’s here to see to it that Tha Puerto Rican loses this match! D*LUX don’t seem to mind that Thomas is the ref, because Shayne Brave still has PRL’s right leg hook when Thomas Rodriguez makes the count. 1..... 2.... 2.... 2..... 2.... 2..... Thomas Rodriguez has yet to make the three count. COLE 3! 3! 3! What the hell? Why did he stop counting!? Shayne is wondering the same exact thing. Thomas Rodriguez gets on his knees and looks directly into the eyes of "Showtime" Shayne Brave. And flips him two middle fingers! COACH WHAT!? COLE WHAT!? CROWD WHAT!? Thomas Rodriguez laughs in the face of Shayne Brave. Tyler Bryant wants some answers, but before he can do anything, Cuban Wall grabs Tyler by his feet and drags him out of the ring! Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall beat on Tyler Bryant! Thomas continues with his double bird salute, but his smile fades when Shayne gets up. COLE WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!? Shayne stalks Thomas towards a neutral corner. Rodriguez begs for his life, sweating bullets and about to pee in his pants. Brave gets in Thomas’ face, wanting to know what made him think he could do what he just did and get away with it. Just then... *BAM!* PRL uses his left arm to give Shayne Brave a low-blow! COLE Low-blow from Tha Puerto Rican!? But...but...he’s using his cast as a weapon! COACH Hey. This is getting good! Popick nods approvingly as Shayne Brave stumbles around the ring holding his nutsack. PRL has a cocky smirk on his face. And those cheers that PRL used to hear are quickly becoming boos. COLE PRL and Thomas Rodriguez? Are they working together? Is this what I think this is? Tha Puerto Rican kicks Shayne Brave in the stomach. CORPORATE NIGHTMARE!?!?!?!? COLE Corporate Nightmare! But isn’t his arm broken!? COACH I think he lied about that part Michael. COLE I think he may have lied about everything! Shayne Brave is knocked out. Stephen Joseph Popick applauds Tha Puerto Rican. PRL laughs manically as Thomas Rodriguez watches all of this with an evil grin on his face. COLE Thomas Rodriguez didn’t count the pin! But last Thursday night, he did a fast count and made Tha Puerto Rican lose to Cuban Wall! COACH Michael, do you realize what this means? COLE No! Damn it! No! COACH Yes, Michael. This was all a set up! And I like it! COLE I thought he had a change of heart! I thought he was a different man! COACH I can’t belive it! What are we seeing? Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua have done a good job beating up "Tremendous" Tyler Bryant. Vitamin X is up and watching all of this from ringside, absolutely giddy watching all of this. Jade Rodez is also watching this at ringside, although she isn’t exactly happy with what she’s seeing. Stephen Joseph Popick laughs manically as "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican covers "Showtime" Shayne Brave. Thomas Rodriguez gets on his knees, looks at his boss, and makes the count. The crowd starts booing. 1! 2! 3! *DING DING DING* (24:10) COACH NEW CHAMPIONS! CROWD ........... "Know Your Role ’99" begins playing. The crowd is stunned. They cannot believe what they’ve just seen. Vitamin X jumps up and down shouting, "BOO-YAH~!" Jade Rodez is covering her face with her hands, heartbroken. Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall applaud PRL, who is raising his hands in the air, an evil smile on his face. Popick and Thomas Rodriguez celebrate as poor Shayne Brave lies on the mat, a defeated man. BUFFER Here are your winners...and NEW HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK AND "The Corporate Champion" THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNN! COACH Did you see what I saw? COLE That arm was never broken! That was a lie, this was all a lie! Everything Tha Puerto Rican has said and done these past 2 months was a lie! He hasn’t changed! He hasn’t changed at all! He’s still the same rotten son-of-a-bitch that he always was! COACH Whoa! Easy there Cole! COLE We were all duped Coach! Every last one of us! COACH Not me! I knew he was faking it all along! I just didn’t believe he’d actually reveal the hoax tonight! COLE You fell for it and you know it! And as a result of this farce, we’ve got new HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions! D*LUX was screwed tonight! Thomas Rodriguez hands P.R./Popick the HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship belts. P.R. kisses his belt. He raises the belt in the air, and the crowd showers him with nothing but boos. PRL taunts the crowd, and then moves his left arm, letting the crowd know that there was nothing wrong with it afterall. COLE How long was this planned for? Two weeks? Three weeks? Did they have this planned immediately after World Without End? I want some answers damn it! P.R. heads to a turnbuckle and raises his HI-YAH World Tag Team Title belt high in the air. PR points to the belt as if to say, "That’s mine! This is MINE!" Popick slings his HI-YAH World Tag Team Title belt over his right shoulder, and then high fives PRL and says, "We got ’em good!" Garbage is thrown into the ring as "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing. COLE PRL and Popick have nothing to be proud of here! D*LUX just got screwed! COACH Yeah! And Thomas Rodriguez did the screwing! Can you believe it? COLE D*LUX had this match won! They’ve just got screwed at a November pay-per-view! Where have you heard THAT before? COACH He duped all of you! Hook, line, and sinker! HA! HA! HA! Cuban Wall, Mr. Boricua, and Vitamin X enter the ring. They all applaud PRL with smiles on their faces. P.R., his HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship belt slung over his left shoulder, stares at Cuban Wall. For a moment, P.R. acts like he’s about to fight Wall again. But then Cuban Wall extends his arms out. PRL’s angry scowl turns into a warm smile. Vitamin X laughs evilly. PRL stretches his arms out and hugs Cuban Wall! Mr. Boricua, Vitamin X, Thomas Rodriguez, and Stephen Joseph Popick join in on the hug too! The crowd acts like they want to vomit. COLE They were in it all along! All six of them! They’ve screwed us all! COACH This was all part of a plan! I love it! The newly reunited Lightning Crew and Popick gloat over their victory as Jade Rodez comes into the ring to check on Shayne Brave. Tyler Bryant is still beaten badly on the outside, but he is watching all of this, and he can’t believe it. COLE D*LUX trusted them. D*LUX trusted and believed in them. And THIS is how they repay them!? COACH Who cares? The point is that FINALLY we’ve got NEW HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions and they are Stephen Joseph Popick and Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Yeah, PR and Popick have got gold again, but what good is that when you’ve lost the trust and admiration of millions of people? COACH It’s plenty of good. Cuban Wall, Mr. Boricua, "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, Stephen Joseph Popick, Thomas Rodriguez, and Vitamin X all pose in the middle of the ring, holding each other’s hands in the air as "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing over the P.A. system. PRL has his HI-YAH World Tag Team Championship belt slung over his left shoulder; Popick on his right. The crowd boos viciously and P.R. responds by giving them the McMahon SNEER~! COLE This crowd here is stunned. Nobody wants to believe what they’re seeing. COACH Believe it Michael Cole. BEEEEE-LEAVE IT! PRL stops posing when he sees that Shayne Brave is down on the mat. Puerto motions to his LC and Popick. COLE Oh no. What are they doing? What are they doing? Come on guys! That’s enough! Stop it! The Lightning Crew and Popick stalk Jade Rodez. Jade slowly backs away from The LC. Once she’s gone, and after Vitamin X licks his lips in front of her, The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph Popick proceed to do a beatdown of the highest order on one Shayne Brave! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Now stop it! You already fooled all of us! You don’t need to do this! COACH Come on Mikey! This is their way of celebrating! They did it! They tricked the entire world! They’re celebrating Lightning Crew style! Cuban Wall and Popick hold Shayne Brave so that PRL can do his shaky leg kicks on him. Jade begs for the guys to stop, but they aren’t paying attention. PRL tells Wall and Popick to let go so that he can kick Shayne on his own. "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" COLE Man I never thought I hear THAT again! COACH What a bunch of fairweather fans we have Cole! Pathetic! PRL tells Wall and Mr. Boricua to turn Shayne around. Wall and Boricua turn Shayne around so that he is lying on his stomach. Puerto instructs Cuban Wall to do some more damage. So, Cuban Wall jumps up...and jumps down with The Lightning Crew Splash! COLE Lightning Crew Splash! That’s enough! COACH I am loving this right now Michael. COLE This is disgusting. All those men are disgusting! COACH Stephen Joseph was right! November Reign IS a night we will never ever forget! HA! HA! Cuban Wall taunts the crowd and Jade. "P.R. SUCKS!" chants are heard quite loudly. The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph Popick laugh evilly as PRL punches Shayne Brave in the face with his left hand, the hand that has the cast still on it! THA PUERTO RICAN COME ON SHAYNE! FIGHT ME DAMN IT! FIGHT ME! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! PRL and Popick high five each other. P.R. tells Vitamin X and Thomas Rodriguez to pick Shayne up. They do so. COLE Now what? PRL whips Shayne into the ropes. SPINEBUSTER~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And the crowd starts booing! COLE Oh no! Come on now! Shayne Brave lies in the middle of the ring. The LC and Popick egg PR on, telling him to do what he’s gotta do! And yes, PRL taunts the crowd, and then looks down at Shayne and...kicks his left arm onto his chest. COACH Now we’re going to see an IntenseZone Elbow? All right! PRL removes his right elbow pad, spits on it, and then throws it down onto Shayne’s face. He does some weird hand signals, and then GETS INTERRUPTED AS COLOMBIAN HEAT AND SPANISH FLY RUN TO THE RING! COLE Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly! They’ve come down to the ring! COACH But why? They don’t care about D*LUX! COLE Yeah, but they HATE PRL and Popick! Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly enter the ring. Thomas Rodriguez immediately runs out of the ring. PRL hides behind Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua. Vitamin X and Stephen Joseph Popick stare at Heat and Fly, almost like they’re ready to fight them. COLE This is a violative situation right here! Finally, Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly charge towards PRL, and get into a slugfest with Vitamin X and Popick respectively! Punches are thrown left and right! Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua join in on the fight, and that allows PRL the chance to run away, and he does, leaving the ring and walking up the steps to the entrance ramp. COLE PRL is running away! He’s letting his Lightning Crew do his dirty work, just like before! COACH He hasn’t really changed at all! He’s still the same PRL I know and love! Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly actually fight back and beat Popick and Vitamin X! They then start punching Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall! Heat whips Vitamin X into the ropes, and fires back with a dropkick, A.J. Styles-style! The dropkick knocks The X-Man through the ropes. Spanish Fly is in control of Popick, but he has no problem with getting some help from Heat. Fly and Heat whip Stephen Joseph into the ropes, and follow up with a flying back elbow! COACH AAAAHHH! Popick! Colombian Heat fires the crowd up. He then grabs SJP by his hair and throws him over the top rope and onto the entrance ramp! COLE And Popick goes flying! One half of the NEW HI-YAH World Tag Team Champions has just been beaten by Colombian Heat! COACH He wasn’t ready for Heat! That’s why! That’s the ONLY reason why Popick got beat! Honestly! Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly taunt Stephen Joseph and Tha Puerto Rican, who is also on the entrance ramp. Suddenly, Cuban Wall grabs Colombian Heat by the throat and Spanish Fly is grabbed by Mr. Boricua! COLE Uh-oh! Heat and Fly are in trouble! COACH Yes! Get ’em guys! Get ’em! Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall throw Spanish Fly and Colombian Heat into separate turnbuckles. They then start beating them up. COLE Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall assaulting Colombian Heat and Spanish Fly!

Yeah, Malibu vs. Cortez was my choice to ME should the original ME fall through. Maybe some brief explaination for no match. Any ideas?

”Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da SPACE CADETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHS!!” MICHAEL BUFFER The following contest is a 4 on 4 elimination match! Introducing first coming to the ring at this time at a combined weight of 723 pounds from the Satellite of Justice – VENOM! DISCOVERY!! SPACE PHAERO!! SUPERNOVA!! The SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACEEEEEE CADETS!! ”Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da CAPTAIN VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENUM-SAN!!” The four brightly clad masked men enter the arena side by side before striking one of their trademark group poses at the end of the ramp as their capes flap in the wind. COACH Is it drafty in here? I don’t feel a wind Cole COLE Maybe it’s from all the hot air you release Coach ”Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da SENSEI DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISCOVERY!!” The four men run down the aisle towards the ring slapping hands left and right as they go along, these four high fliers have quickly caught the attention of the crowd although they still mainly illicit a reaction from their high flying, high risk moves. ”Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da ALSO SUPER-SUPER-SUPERNOVA!!” COLE These guys sprang on the scene about a month ago Coach and they’ve been making quite a splash COACH Oh yeah Venom certainly made a splash with his head on the metal COLE Well beyond their high flying antics being targeted by Ramone Gutierrez has definitely been something that’s made people sit up and notice them. The Space Cadets leap into the ring, then Supernova climbs up one corner, Venom climbs up the other corner while Discovery and Space Phaero climb up on the middle rope to strike another group pose for the fans in the crowd. ”Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, da-da-da AND THAT SPACE PHAE-ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GUY!!” COACH And that Space Phaero guy? Wow now I know who the lowest man on the totem pole is COLE What? You’re crazy Coach it’s just them messing around – you shouldn’t read anything into it. COACH I can if I want to! MICHAEL BUFFER And their opponents weighing in at 620 Pounds… and 234 space Units?? From Various places I give you Los Internationales: “It” the Alien, Kenji Kawada, El Esperito and team captain Ramone! Jose! Hey-sus! GUTI-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERREZ!! Ramone walks out first, looking confident, cocky, cool, calm and collective all at once as he bops his head along with the music. He’s flanked by the mysterious El Esperito and HI-YAH’s prodigal son Kenji Kawada. The man known as La Cicatriz proudly displays the green horn he tore off Venom’s mask on HeldDOWN as the three men make their way towards the ring COACH I see Ramone got a little souvenir from Venom, I’m sure he’s looking to get even more tonight Cole. COLE Hang on Coach! There is only three of them out there. COACH You sure? That last guy may just be hard to stop… being an alien and all COLE Very funny COACH He could cloaking ability like the Klingons or something COLE I think the more obvious answer is that he’s not walking out with them Coach. COACH Well yeah if you want to go for EASY answers. Kawada takes off his black, white & orange pleather jacket and hands it off to a ringside attendant as 3/4 of Los Internationales wait on the floor to see what’s up with “It”. After waiting for a moment or two, just before Ramone gets impatient “It” crawls out from under the ring slithering across the floor like he’s examining the ring mat. COLE Eeeeeeeeeeerm… COACH I got nothing. Both Ramone and Kenji Kawada do a double take as they see “It” get to his feet and then slide into the ring. Ramone just shakes his head in disbelief and then rolls his eyes at the prospect of teaming with the weird “It” but figures he is better off just getting on the apron so that the match can start. And with three men on each side and “It” and Supernova in the ring we are ready to start *DING*DING*DING!* COLE This should be a fast paced, high flying X-Division display Coach COACH Are you sure? With this guy in the ring? “It” has pulled himself to his feet but he’s still standing sorta slumped over with his hands folded up in an odd way. Supernova just stands in the middle of the ring waiting for “It” to actually do something. The man from Outer space just looks at Supernova, then he looks at the three guys in his corner who are all trying to encourage him to lock up. COACH Sjesh someone get the big hook out for this guy. COLE Come on now Coach give him a chance, he’s not… COACH You were going to say “not from around here” weren’t you? COLE Well he is one of Los Internationales so he’s not American COACH Yeah *THAT* is what you were going to say you sci-fi geek. Supernova tries to engage “It” with a collar and elbow lock up but “It” just stands there without raising his arms, just slumped over to the side as his head keeps jutting around in short sharp jerks. Ramone has had enough of this and yells for “It” to tag out, the yell catches “It”’s attention but he doesn’t look like he knows what Ramone is asking for. Ramone waves “It” over so that he’ll get near their corner but “It” just waves back mimicking Ramone’s movement. COLE He doesn’t know how to tag? COACH I’d be surprised if he knew what planet he’s on El Esperito seems to have an idea as he steps in the ring for a second, tags Ramone on the hand and then steps back on the apron to demonstrate for “It” how it works. The mysterious Alien stands there for a moment observing it, then he nods and gives his team a thumbs up. COACH FINALLY! “It” walks over to the Space Cadet’s corner and then tags the Space Phaero on the arm before stepping out of the ring. The four Space Cadets just stare at It as he stands there on the apron next to Space Phaero looking like he’s expecting Phaero to get in the ring and wrestle. When “It” puts his hands on the top rope Supernova rushes over and pulls hard on the top rope to slingshot “It” into the ring. COLE Well there is one way to get the action going COACH Well thank whatever got these freakaziods worship, I thought they’d never start wrestling. COLE Well Supernova took matters into his own hands and we’re underway. With “It” caught by surprise the alien visitor doesn’t even get a chance to catch is breath before Supernova leaps up on the middle rope and then hits him across the throat with a spinning leg drop. Supernova quickly tags in Discovery and then pulls “it” back to his feet. The moment Discovery is up on top Supernova whips “It” towards the corner where Discovery leaps off for a cross body block “IT” DUCKS!! Discovery hits the man hard instead of taking “It” down, a move that causes both Ramone and El Esperito to applaud loudly for “It’s” actions. The alien whips around and looks at the two men as they clap, then he holds up his hands while staring at them before slowly starting to clap himself. “It” is so distracted by the clapping that he doesn’t even notice Discovery tagging in the Space Phaero COLE Phaero going up top! COACH Didn’t anyone realize that this moron from the planet Moronina doesn’t know how to wrestle? COLE Well neither do you, yet you’ve been in the ring. When “It” turns around the Space Phaero comes off the top rope with a twisting Huracanrana that Space Phaero turns into a roll up on “It” ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! MICHAEL BUFFER “It” has been eliminated from Los Internationales! 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: “It” the Alien Eliminated by: Space Phaero (Top Rope Huracanrana) 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 COACH I’m not even sure he knew that he was supposed to kick out Cole. COLE Maybe Coach, maybe – either way his team are now down to three men. Once the referee makes “It” leave the ring Ramone steps through the ropes, knees Space Phaero in the back and then whips the Space Cadet into the ropes. When the black and white Cadet rebounds Gutierrez punishes him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker followed by a baseball slide to the side of Phaero’s head. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Ramone ignores the fans as he whips Phaero into the ropes once more, but this time the Phaero turns the tilt-a-whirl attempt into a Cristo that tosses Ramone across the ring. Ramone shakes off the surprise and comes at Space Phaero once more, only to be leapfrogged in the process. Phaero runs across the ring and tags in Venom to a big pop from the crowd VENOM! VENOM! VENOM! VENOM! COLE This guy has taken the brunt of Ramone’s assault so far, it’s time to give some of it back. COACH If he can Cole! Who knows what kind of shape this guy is really in after HeldDOWN? COLE I’m sure he wouldn’t compete if he wasn’t 100% COACH Come on Cole, it’s only been 3 days and Ramone absolutely SLAUGHTERED him, he can’t be 100% If Venom is hurting he seems to be hiding it right now intent on taking the fight to Ramone Gutierrez with a series of martial arts kicks aimed at Ramone’s head but so far without making contact as Ramone ducks out of the way. Ramone ducks to the right but Venom only feigned going right and instead sweeps La Cicatirz’ legs out from under him instead. When El Esperito steps through the ropes to help out he’s immediately stopped by the referee, but the momentary distraction brings the Space Cadets into the ring. Discovery lifts Gutierrez into a Gory Special with Supernova and Space Phaero adding pressure to the move by pulling down hard on Ramone’s arms. Then to crown their work Venom leaps up and sits on Ramone’s chest as he strikes a pose YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! COACH These guys are quadruple teaming Ramone and the fans cheer? COLE Well… you got to admit it looked cool. When the referee turns around Space Phaero, Supernova and Venom all quickly exit the ring, leaving Discovery in there with Ramone locked in the Gory Special. Ramone shakes his head and yells that he’s not going to give up. Discovery bends further forward really putting pressure on Ramone’s spine – unfortunately he also bends into range of El Esperito’s boot something the Ghoul takes full advantage off *POW!!* BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! COACH El Esperito shows us all that it’s all about positioning Cole The kick to the head has the desired effect as Discovery has no choice but to release Gutierez. Kenji Kawada quickly reaches over the top rope and tags himself in and then enters the ring while the referee makes a less than pleased Gutierrez get out. Kawada twists his neck from side to side, jumps a bit in place and then grabs the top rope to stretch out before he springs into action. COLE This will be our first live look at Kenji Kawada, he’s a big star in HI-YAH though he’s had several shots against the HI-YAH World champion COACH Tell it like it is, he’s had several shots at both Zack Malibu when he held the title and Faqu but he’s come up short COLE Unlucky Coach, he’s been close so often. The biggest man in the match stands across from Discovery, wiggling his fingers as he plots out a plan of attack. When he goes for a collar and elbow tie up Discovery quickly ducks under it, drills the HI-YAH superstar in the gut with a knee and then takes him down with a bouncing Bulldog and then climbs up on the top rope. Discovery claps his hands to get the crowd going as he waits for Kenji Kawada to get to his feet *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* Once Kawada is back on his feet Discovery leaps off the top rope CAUGHT BY KAWADA! COACH Holy shit he caught him right out of the air! With his right arm wrapped around Discovery he throws the Space Cadet over his head with an over the head Uranaga type of slam that drops Discovery on the neck and shoulders. Kawada follows up with a couple of kicks to Discovery’s chest and then into an… arm bar? COACH Arm bar? What the f*ck? COLE Don’t knock the arm bar Coach, it’s good SOLID wrestling COACH *Yawns* Kawada forces Discovery’s arm back and then hooks the other one from behind as well so that he can turn Discovery over onto his back in a display of expert mat wrestling. ONE!! TWO!! TH-FOOT ON THE ROPES!! COLE I thought he had him tied up pretty damn well there, if they had been further from the ropes he could have eliminated Discovery COACH I heard that guys in HI-Gate where the Space Cadets are from don’t really like the HI-YAH guys COLE Well that’s not a general thing Coach, but there is a bit of resentment from the HI-Gate guys over how they were treated. COACH So like I said they loathe each other, we’re moments away from seeing these people break out the salt buckets and nunchuks! COLE *groans* Kawada clenches his fist and then runs at Discovery for his trademark super-stiff Lariato~! Discovery ducks under the lethal right arm but Kawada makes contact after all bowling right into Supernova and Venom on the apron knocking Supernova off and clobbering the unattentive Venom over the back of the head with the Lariat by accident. COACH SEE!! SEE!! It’s breaking lose already!! Kawada looks upset that he accidentally hit Supernova and Venom but doesn’t have much time to feel sorry about it before Discovery drop kicks him in the back kicking him chest first into the corner. Supernova is on the floor and Venom is on his knees clutching his neck in agony leaving Space Phaero as the only man for Discovery to tag in. Discovery wraps his arms around Kawada’s waist as Space Phaero climbs the ropes, then in unison they hit a German Suplex, top rope splash combo on HI-YAH’S prodigal son. ONE!! TWO!! THR-BROKEN UP BY EL ESPERITO!! The Ghost from the Haunted Mansion breaks up the count before they lose another team mate, this immediately brings Discovery and Supernova back in the ring followed by Venom who looks a lot less surefooted than he did before. Ramone is the last to join the fray as he climbs up on the ropes and then takes all six participants down as he leaps onto the pile of people fighting. COLE This is totally out of control! I mean we’ve got 7 people in there now. Discovery is the first one up after the pile up, swiftly grabbing Kenji Kawada by the trunks and hair and tossing him through the ropes to the floor. Supernova and Space Phaero are next, bouncing off the ropes to get momentum from their perfectly timed double leap over the top rope that knocks Kawada back against the guard rail. COACH Man there are people flying EVERYWHERE!! As if on cue El Esperito decides to become one of the flying people himself as he grabs the top rope to propel himself over the top into a slingshot plancha that knocks both Supernova and Space Phaero down. Esperito doesn’t get a chance to celebrate though as he’s knocked down by a diving headbutt from Discovery. When Venom makes an attempt at joining the flying action he’s cut off by Ramone who hits him over the back of the head with an Enzugiri. COACH Who’s the legal men? COLE Well I think Ramone and Venom are Coach, it’s like under Lucha Libre rules, someone can enter the ring when the legal man is on the floor. COACH Really? Was that announced COLE Erm….. yeaaaaaaaaaaah sure it was *whistles* The kick to the back of the head almost knocks Venom out but he valiantly tries to get back to his feet and over to his corner. Valiant, but stupid it would seem as Ramone grabs the Space Cadet from behind and punishes him with a back drop. El Esperito holds his hand out for Ramone to tag while yelling something to him in Spanish. Ramone grabs Venom by the arm, twists it into a standing arm bar and then tags in El Esperito COACH I think Venom made a mistake, he shouldn’t have shown up tonight COLE He’s a fighter, he’s not going to back down Coach COACH Then he’s a fool El Esperito comes off the top rope, drilling Venom in the neck with a vicious knee as Ramone holds him in position. Once Ramone is out of the ring El Esperito hooks Vemon with a front headlock, runs at the ropes and then leaps off the middle rope while taking Venom down with a Spinning neck breaker The Space Cadets on the apron are clearly worried about their comrade, stretching their arms out to try and tag in if possible, pleading with their gods to help Venom make it across the ring. COACH You know when I said the X-Division was all flippity-floppity? COLE Yeah COACH I was wrong, at least with Ramone and this Spirit guy COLE El Esperito Esperito grins as he hooks Venom with an straight arm bar and then reaches out to tag again. The Ghoul almost tags Kenji Kawada but at the last moment he changes his mind and tags Ramone instead clearly snubbing HI-YAH’S favorite son. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! You know the story from before, diving knee off the top rope hits Venom perfectly as the rest of the Space Cadets watch on helplessly. Ramone grabs Venom by the hair, then he runs his thumb across his throat before hooking Venom up for the pedigree known as “Ramone’s Way” *WHAM!!* COACH That has GOT to be it!! COLE Ramone isn’t covering Coach! What’s going on. Instead of going for the cover Ramone pulls his hurt, probably injured, opponent back up to his feet. Then he sets Venom up for ANOTHER Ramone’s Way much to the displeasure of the crowd AAAAAAAAAAAASHOLE!! AAAAAAAAAAAASHOLE!! AAAAAAAAAAAASHOLE!! But that doesn’t seem to deter the Cubano as he drives Venom’s head into the ground with yet another Pedigree and THEN he covers ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! MICHAEL BUFFER Venom has been eliminated from the Space Cadets 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: Venom Eliminated by: Ramone Gutierrez (After two “Ramone’s Way” Pedigrees) 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 COLE We need some help in the ring, Venom is seriously hurt COACH He was hurt before going into the match, you can’t blame Ramone for taking advantage of it. COLE He’s the guy that hurt him in the first place!! Ramone smirks as he casually stretches out his hand to let El Esperito tag back in while the referee and the ringside attendants helps Venom out of the ring. Supernova steps into the ring but is distracted a bit by Venom having to be almost carried out by the officials as El Esperito launches into a victory moonwalk in the ring. COLE They may have crippled a guy and he’s DANCING? COACH Hey he’s pretty good too Cole COLE That’s all you’ve got to say? COACH Yep pretty much. El Esperito gets down with his funky self while the crowd boos the pale man from the Haunted Mansion, but that’s noting compared to what Supernova does to him. Supernova grabs Esperito by the shirt and hair and tosses him into the corner and then follows up with a series of high kicks across the chest from the man in blue *POW!!* *POW!!* EL ESPERITO HEY QUIT KICKING M-*POW!!* The third kick silences El Esperito with a boot to the jaw that drops the Ghoul to his knees. Supernova whips Esperito across the ring, then tags Space Phaero before dropping on his hands and knees half way across the ring. Phaero takes a running start, leaps off Supernova’s back and then strikes Esperito in the chest with a flying knee. Moments later Discovery repeats the move and punishes Esperito with another knee to the chest much to the delight of the crowd. Supernova leaps to his feet and then takes his own running start at Esperito leaping up for a knee COLE El Esperito fell down! COACH Oh man Supernova struck that turnbuckle HARD! Supernova’s momentum pulls the masked man over the top, tumbling to the floor. If El Esperito thought he’d have a breather after lucking out he’s got another thing coming – a thing called Space Phaero *WHAM!!* COLE SUPERKICK~! COACH Is that enough? ONE!! TWO!! THR-NO!! Ramone sticks his nose into the match at the last second and pulls El Esperito’s leg up on the bottom rope to save him from elimination. When the Space Phaero sees what’s going on he throws caution to the wind as he leaps over the top rope, knocking Ramone off the apron with a cross body block. El Esperito staggers to his feet as Discovery leaps up on the top rope and then launches himself at El Esperito ESPERITO DUCKS!! Discovery adjusts in mid air and manages to roll El Esperito up with a top rope Sunset Flip into a pinning predicament. ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! MICHAEL BUFFER El Esperito has been eliminated from Los Internationales 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: El Esperito Eliminated by: Discovery (Top rope Sunset flip) 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Esperito is livid that Discovery outfoxed him and is extremely reluctant about leaving the ring. Ramone is back on the apron berating Kenji Kawada for not stopping the pinfall but the Japanese Superstar just ignores his “Captain” and steps into the ring to face Discovery COLE And just like that it’s a 3 on 2 match, and I wouldn’t say that Los Internationales are a well oiled machine Coach COACH Of course not, this Kawada guy totally let his team down and Gutierrez is not shy about letting him know. Kawada and Discovery lock fingers for a test of strength, but instead of letting the bigger Kawada overpower him Discovery twists the knuckle lock around, runs up the ropes and then arm drags Kenji in the blink of an eye. Kawada looks frustrated as he gets back to his feet, not at all happy with the lack of success he’s having against the team from the upstart HI-Gate group, the fact that he’s got Ramone berating him every step of the way doesn’t help either but he tries his best to focus on the match. COLE My god doesn’t he EVER shut up? COACH You know I was thinking the same thing about YOU Kawada and Discovery lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that the bigger, stronger Kawada easily turns into a side headlock to control the smaller, faster man. Discovery tries to slip out of the hold but Kawada has it on too tight for the masked man to get out that easily. It’s not until Discovery gets Kawada pushed into the ropes that he manages to shove the HI-YAH superstar off. Kawada bounces off the ropes on the other side, accidentally knocking Ramone off the apron when La Cicatriz doesn’t pay attention to what’s going on in the ring and then rebounds to catch Discovery coming off the middle rope. COLE He caught him in mid air!! *WHAM!!** COLE That power slam must have rattled every bone in Discovery’s body Coach COACH What’s that? Who did what? COLE Are you even paying attention to the match? COACH Hey I was watching Ramone, he got thrown off the apron into the guardrail, maybe he’s hurt. Ramone pulls himself back to his feet after being hurled into the guardrail by accident. Kawada looks down at him, raising both hands and shrugging his shoulders to proclaim his innocence. But apparently Ramone has a different take on the situation as he turns his back on Kenji Kawada and then walks towards the locker room COLE He’s walking out? RAMONE IS LEAVING!! ONE!! COACH Hey if you can’t even trust your own team mate who can you trust Cole TWO!! COLE Well apparently Kawada can’t! THREE!! COACH No I was talking about Ramone Cole, he can’t even trust his own partner to not attack him FOUR!! COLE WHAT? That was an accident Coach and you know it! FIVE!! COACH I think Gutierrez sees it differently Cole. SIX!! Kawada just stands there, staring at Ramone in disbelief as the team captain walks off in the midst of a chorus of boos. SEVEN!! COLE I can’t believe it, he is actually walking away – Kawada is going to be pissed!! EIGHT!! COACH And do what? Attack Ramone again? NINE!! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! TEN!! *DING*DING*DING!!* MICHAEL BUFFER Ramone Juan Hey-sus Gutierrez has been counted out!! 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: Ramone Juan Jesus Guterrez Eliminated by: Count Out (Left ringside) 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Kawada shakes his head in disbelief but doesn’t get a moment to himself as Discovery leaps up on his back and locks a sleeper on his big opponent. Kawada struggles to keep Discovery from locking the sleeper hold on properly as he hangs from his back but after a few moments Discovery gets his hand under Kawada’s jaw and locks his arms COLE Ramone left him in a 3 on 1 situation COACH Well if he’s such a great HI-YAH superstar he should be able to handle it COLE Three on One?? COACH *PFFFF* I’ve faced worse odds. Kawada grabs both of Discovery’s legs and then throws himself backwards driving down on Discovery with all his weight on top of the much smaller Space Cadet *HUUUUUUUUUUUURRH!!* The move drives the air from Discovery’s lungs and released Kawada from the sleeper hold. Kenji gets to his feet and then leans back bent over in the corner as he waits for Discovery to get back on his feet. When Discovery staggers up Kawada slaps the inside of his right arm twice and then imitates a freight train as he runs at Discovery COLE LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARIATO ~!! COACH Holy shit Discovery spun a full 360 in the air from that blow Quick cover from Kawada ONE!! TWO!!! THREEE!!! MICHAEL BUFFER Discovery has been eliminated from the Space Cadets! 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: Discovery Eliminated by: Kenji Kawada (Lariato~!) 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 COLE He evened the odds a bit!! Kawada has a fighting chance Coach, I think he could do it. COACH He’d have to beat THREE guys Cole, he beat one but there are still two more to go, those aren’t good odds. COLE Funny I thought you said you had seen worse. Kawada takes a moment to pump his fist in the air but then quickly turns his attention back towards the two remaining men on the opposite team: Space Phaero and Supernova. Space Phaero does a quick game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who gets to enter the ring. Phaero picks rock but Supernova has paper and thus wins the ring to enter the ring. The two Japanese superstar circle each other, both of them looking for the advantage, neither of them wanting to make a mistake at this crucial stage of the match. *CLAP!* Space Phaero starts to clap and stomp the ground as he tries to get the fans into the match, slowly but surely he manages to get more or less everyone in the arena clapping or stomping along with him *CLAP!* *CLAP!* *CLAP!* *CLAP!* *CLAP!* Supernova gives Kawada a shoulder bump to back him off as he hits the ropes, when he comes back at Kawada the big man tries to Lariat him only for Supernova to block it by leaping up, twisting around to get his legs around Kawada’s midsection. Kawada manages to block the move and instead pulls Supernova up in the air, blocking a bulldog attempt by the Space Cadet before slamming the young man to the mat with authority~! *WHAM!* COLE Kawada needs eliminate one of these guys quickly or the numbers will just overwhelm him. COACH Hold on to your socks Cole, but I agree with you. COLE COACH Oh shut up. Kawada wraps his arms around Supernova from behind lifting him into the air before slamming him down with a German suplex. Kawada keeps his hands locked around Supernova’s waist and then pulls his opponent up once more executing a second consecutive German suplex. When Kawada goes for a third German Space Phaero jumps in the ring and sweeps the big man’s legs out from under him so that Supernova comes crashing down hard on top of Kawada for a pinfall position ONE!! TWO!! KICKOUT!! Kawada kicks Supernova off and then gets back to his feet so that he can stop Nova from tagging in his twin brother. Kawada gets a hand on the masked man’s boot, but he also gets a kick in the chest as Supernova kicks backwards like a mule to make Kawada let go. With both feet free he leaps forward to tag in Space Phaero *SLAP!* COLE Big mistake by Kawada, he needed to isolate Supernova and work him over COACH Yeah well I get the impression that he’s not so bright COLE Hey now! COACH What? If he hadn’t attacked Gutierrez he wouldn’t be out here alone Cole, it’s simple math. Space Phaero leaps over the top rope, then takes the onrushing Kawada down with an armdrag, but Kawada holds on to the arm drag and uses his weight and power to arm drag Space Phaero as well. A roaring elbow later and Kawada stands tall as Space Phaero crumples like a dry cookie. COLE He could still get the job done Coach! He’s not out of the match yet. Kawada hurls Super Phaero into the corner, then he taps the inside of his right arm twice as he goes for his trademark Lariat COLE LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOO-OH!! COACH Nothing but turnbuckle! Kawada hits the turnbuckle chest first at full speed shaking the ring on impact before sending Kawada staggering backwards clutching his ribs in agony. In the blink of an eye both masked men are in the ring, running at the staggered Kawada. Supernova steps up on Kawada’s left thigh while Space Phaeor steps up on Kawada’s right thigh for a perfectly timed DOUBLE DANGEROUS WIZARD!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! COLE These guys are identical twins under the mask and you can certainly tell from their team work COACH Yeah but you can’t really tell from their masks now can you? With Kawada down in the center of the ring both Supernova and Space Phaero climb up on the turnbuckles on opposite corners. Then they leap off in perfect synchronization COLE FROG SPLASH COACH SUPERFLY SPLASH!! And they’re both right as the Space Phaero hits a Frog Splash and Supernova nails Kawada with a Superfly splash at the same time. Supernova rolls off Kawada and out of the ring to let the referee count ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 Eliminated: Kenji Kawada Eliminated by: Space Phaero (Frog Splash / Superfly Splash Combo) Survivors: Space Phaero, Supernova 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0 MICHAEL BUFFER Kenji Kawada has been Eliminated!! Making the winners and survivors of the match, Supernova and SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE PHAERO!!! The crowd are on their feet cheering for the winning Space Cadets as Kawada rolls out of the ring to catch is breath. Moments later the defeated HI-YAH superstar walks off, head hung low – once again he’s been so close only to have it denied in the end. COLE What a match Coach! Between these guys and the new X Champion Reject I’d say that the division is alive and well COACH It certainly is Cole, what I like about it is the various styles you’ve got. I mean you’ve got Luchadors, you’ve got little lighting quick Japanese guys but you’ve also got some heavy hitters like Kenji Kawada and so much more Space Phaero and Supernova’s celebrations are cut short as Discovery comes running out to the ring, calling out to them while pointing to the back. Phaero and Supernova quickly roll out of the ring and run after Discovery as he leads them to the back. A camera crew follows the Space Cadets as they head backstage through the curtains. After turning around a few corners we come upon a grizzly sight. The Medical staff are attending to Venom who’s laid out on the cold concrete floor. COACH What happened? COLE That doesn’t look good Coach, Venom could be really hurt. COACH He probably slipped on a banana peel or something Cole, it’s an accident but we’ve got insurance. COLE Banana peel? I got no doubt it was that psychopath Ramone! COACH Hey come on now let’s not jump to conclusions here! It could be anyone backstage you know – hell it could have been one of the caterers after Venom complained about the food. COLE Are you serious?? Venom could be badly injured! Rest assured fans we will bring you an update as soon as we know. The last shot we see from the backstage area is the other Space Cadets watching on as the EMTs fit Venom for a neckbrace and then strap him onto a backboard.

SCHIAVONE Hello everyone, Tony Schiavone positioned high up in the crowd alongside Jesse "The Body" Ventura and we have the privilege of calling this next contest here at November Reign 2006! Jess, how the Thanksgiving season been treating you this year? VENTURA Great, until a few days ago. Why we have to keep having November Reign in Canada is beyond me. November's cold enough in Florida, but Vancouver? SCHIAVONE Well, you'll have to take that up with head office. Meanwhile, we continue on with even more traditional Survivor Series action as The Enterprise, captained by CEO Theodore Moneymaker, take on two of their recent rival teams, in Los Diablos De Fuego and Rescue 911. VENTURA I'll tell ya what Schiavone, what you've got here is a gulf in class. Theodore Moneymaker's still a rookie, but he's got the best training and lifestyle money can buy. Being related to Tony Brannigan doesn't hurt either. Then you've got The Beverly Hills Blonds, three-time OAOAST World Tag Team Champions, former HI-YAH Tag Team Champions, led by Mackenzie DeCenzo's business accument. And you round out the team with a rough diamond like Christian Wright. A true team, all brought together by one common denominator... SCHIAVONE Yeah, money! VENTURA Damn right Schiavone! Money talks, like Teddy says. Now, take a look at the opposition. You've got a cop, you've got an EMT and you've got two unproven masked Mexican fruitcakes, clad from head to toe in pink. SCHIAVONE Now come on Jesse, you wore some pretty adventurous ring attire back in your day. VENTURA Yeah, but I could pull it off! SCHIAVONE Well, I'm sure Los Diablos and Rescue 911 will be pleased to hear your comments Jesse and I'm sure they'll be banking on The Enterprise sharing your point of view. They are the underdogs, but they can't be underestimated here tonight. Especially with these Survivor Series Rules, where one fall could change the entire complexion of the match. Only the STRONG will survive~! Let's send it up to Michael Buffer! NOVEMBER REIGN The Enterprise vs. Team Rescue Nueve Uno Uno *DINGDINGDING!* You break the laws You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all Come on come on, lovin' for the money Come on come on, listen to the Money talk Come on come on, lovin' for the money Come on come on, listen to the Money talk Money talks BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, this following contest is a Traditional Survivor Series Rules Match! On the way to the ring are the team collectively known as THE ENTERPRISE!! Consisting of... "THE NATURAL" CCHHRRIIIISSSSTTIIIIIAAAAANN WWWWRRRRIIIIIGGHHHHTT!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The Enterprise's Financial Analyst leads the way for the team, briefcase in hand and wearing his highly expensive red polyester jacket. Wright holds up the briefcase for all to see, as the bodies keep on coming behind him. BUFFER His partners... the only former HI-YAH and OAOAST World Tag Team Champions in history, "THE VIDEO VOYEUR" SIMON SINGLETON and "THE HANDSOME HUSTLER" NED BLANCHARD... THE BBEEEVVEERRLLYY HHIIIILLLSSS... BBLLLLLLOOOOOOONNDDSSSSSSS!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Noticing the camera shift from Wright to him, Simon rolls camera. An imaginary one, naturally. Ned flashes a cocky smile straight to camera as The Blonds head on towards the ring, leaving just one body and one accompanying body to bring up the rear. BUFFER And finally, accompanied by MACKENZIE DECENZO! He is the Team Captain of The Enterprise... "THE BILLION DOLLAR HEIR"... TTHHHHEEEEOOOOODDOOOOORRRREEEEE... MMMOOOOOONNEEEEYYYY - MMMMMAAAAAAAAKKEEEEEERRRRR!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Moneymaker is already laughing away, probably because he's got Mackenzie DeCenzo hanging off his arm. Clad in the smoking jacket and tear away pants that most in Vancouver couldn't afford on a year's wage, Moneymaker leads Mackenzie over to the ready set director's chair in The Enterprise corner before climbing the steps to join his team-mates in the ring. "You say its urgent Make it fast, make it urgent Do it quick, do it urgent Gotta rush, make it urgent Want it quick Urgent, urgent, emergency Urgent, urgent, emergency Urgent, urgent, emergency Urgent, urgent, emergency So urgent, emergency Emer... emer... emer... Its urge... IT'S RAININ' MEN! Hallejulah IT'S RAININ' MEN! Amen" "Urgent" by Foreigner morphs into the perhaps the campest song ever, "It's Raining Men" by Geri Halliwell. But the guy in the police uniform and the partner dressed as an EMT, perhaps unsurprisingly, don't seem to be bothered by the choice of theme music as they lead the way, slapping and shaking hands with the fans down the aisle. BUFFER And, introducing the opponents. First, from the OAOAST First Responders Unit! OFFICER BOSLEY and EMT TIM... RESCUE 9 1 1!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I'll avoid any puns about 'bringing up the rear' or 'coming up behind', because here are Los Diablos. Unorthodox in an entirely different way to their partners, Los Diablos bump and hump their way down the aisle. Curiously, Mariachi seems to have stolen Officer Bosley's HANDCUFFS, hanging seductively out of his mouth as he eyes up the cameraman. Moracca meanwhile places his sombrero on the head of a fan who, unsurprisingly, is young, male and rarther creeped out. BUFFER And, their partners... MORACCA and MARIACHI... LLLOOOOSSS DDIIIIIIAAAAAABBLLLLLLOOOOOOSSSS DDEEEE FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER And together, they are TEAM RESCUE NUEVE UNO UUUNNOOOOOOOOOOO!! SCHIAVONE Heh! How about that for a little team unity? VENTURA A personalised cuecard doesn't make a team. Buffer just reads whatever's in his hand, it's not like it matters. Heck, Teddy's got so much money, he could get Buffer to recite the Communist Manifesto in the middle of this ring if he felt like it! Rescue 911 have slid into the ring and sure enough, The Enterprise are content to let them get on with the posing and crowd rallying. In slide Los Diablos do, climbing the ropes behind the seperate members of Rescue 911. And it's a precarious position up on the ropes, so they're thankful they can cling onto the rears of their partners. Oh. Oh dear. VENTURA I can't believe these guys are here. On a Pay Per View, in a high-profile match, taking on four great athletes in the form of The Enterprise. What in the hell is going on? SCHIAVONE It's certainly been a meteoric rise for Rescue 911, who let's not forget hold a pinfall victory over The Beverly Hills Blonds. VENTURA Hey! You can't class that as a victory, you know DAMN well that they won due and only due to outside interference! SCHIAVONE That's not what the record books will say though Jesse. Eventually it looks like we're ready to go. Moneymaker holds an impromptu conference out on the floor with his team, while Rescue 911 assume control in their corner. And it'll be Officer Bosley to start, removing top and hat to some wolf-whistles from the crowd. For The Enterprise it looks like Simon Singleton meanwhile, exchanging high-fives with all before he and his team take up their positions. *DINGDINGDING!* SCHIAVONE Bell has rung and we're underway, with Bosley and Singleton to start. VENTURA Looks like Simon hasn't forgotten about that quote-un-quote 'loss' either! The Video Voyeur has obviously rewatched his tapes, although he doesn't need much reminding about the embarrassing nature of The Blonds' loss. Pointing the finger, Simon really lets Bosley hear it. But he soon finds himself in contradiction of the law, intimidating a police officer, an offence which earns him the punishment of a sudden right hand! And Bosley starts to unload with the rights, backing Singleton off the ropes and sending him for the ride, catching him on the way back with a high BAAAACKbody drop! That's enough for Simon and he rolls to his knees, trying to beg off from the Officer. Bosley doesn't let up though as he wrings out the arm and pulls Simon over to Rescue NueveUnoUno territory, making the exchange with EMT Tim. Up top goes the medic, dropping down with a double axehandle to the shoulder and wringing out the arm to keep Simon under control. SCHIAVONE Solid tag team tactics from the relative newcomers, cutting off the ring and making quick tags. VENTURA That's what you've gotta do in this environment. You've got three fresh partners in your corner to start, you might as well use them. EMT Tim uses that gameplan as he quickly tags back to Bosley. Complaints are coming from The Enterprise's corner but Rescue 911 aren't violating referee Mike Chioda's five count, Bosley quickly in with the axehandle and Tim quickly out to the corner. Another wring of the arm has Simon begging for mercy. And even more so, as Bosley asks the crowd if they want to see Moracca tagged in. "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" And they do. SCHIAVONE I think this match just heated up, so to speak. Moracca accepts the tag and heads up top. A good luck kiss (on the ASS!) from Mariachi then sets Moracca, off the top with the axehandle and assuming control of the wristlock. With the arm controlled, Moracca wrings the arm once more before slowly the wristlock gets lower. And lower. And lower yet, as Moracca starts to rub Simon's hand against his genitals!! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" VENTURA Oh, come ON! That's repulsive! The embarrassing predicament prompts Simon to get desperate, going to the eyes with his free hand! Rescue 911 protests but Chioda, due to turning away in disgust from the forced massage, misses the eyepoke and can do nothing as Simon scrambles to his corner and tags in regular partner, Ned Blanchard! Incensed at the treament of his partner, Ned rushes headlong into the ring... ...and into an armdrag, chained into an armbar by Moracca! VENTURA This is ridiculous Schiavone, The Beverly Hills Blonds have been thrown completely off their games by these totally inappropriate tactics by their opponents. And I can't blame them! These men are athletes, they shouldn't have be subjected to this! SCHIAVONE Give credit to Los Diablos for their gameplan Jesse. They're unorthodox, that's for sure, but it seems to be working. Climbing back to his feet in the armbar, Ned doesn't risk his hand becoming uncleansed and quickly goes to the gut with a knee strike. A forearm over the back doubles Moracca over and a second drops him to his knees, Ned taking issue with the opposition corner as he whips Moracca off the ropes. Ned gets too distracted with outside parties though and a lazy duck of the head is punished, Moracca leapfrogging up and over before catching Blanchard turning around with a high dropkick! *SMOOCH!* 'Tag' is made by Los Diablos, Mariachi now legal. In one sense of the word, anyway. A double whip sets Ned up for a double irish whip, Moneymaker furiously demanding that referee Chioda does his job as Los Diablos follow up, Moracca backdropping Mariachi onto Ned for the cover... 1... 2... Quick kickout. Mariachi pulls Ned up again and takes him to the corner. Tag is made to Officer Bosley, O.B assuming control of the situation with a jab to the gut before bringing Ned into the centre of the ring and planting him with a scoop and a slam. Bosley then hits the ropes and gets some height on a big elbow... ...NOBODY HOME! Bosley elbows nothing but unforgiving ring canvas, buying Ned the time to get over to his corner and tag in Theodore Moneymaker. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA Here we go, a touch of class in this match finally. SCHIAVONE Moneymaker tagged in for the first time in the match and he seems eager to impress. So far, his Enterprise have been a step off the pace it seems. As Bosley gets to his feet he doesn't realise that Moneymaker is waiting on him, until the CEO of The Enterprise slugs him with a right hand. And another. Rearing back, Moneymaker then measures Bosley... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and nails a big knifedge chop, knocking him right off his feet! VENTURA Oh-ho! What a shot that was Schiavone! I don't know about any police badges, but Bosley's gonna have a badge of honour on his chest when he wakes up tommorrow morning from that chop. Pinning Bosley's upper body to the canvas, Theodore kicks up the legs and comes down with a big kneedrop to the chest. Another kneedrop follows, then a third before Moneymaker tightly cradles the leg and looks for the first elimination of the match... 1... 2... But Bosley has plenty of fight left just yet. So Moneymaker slaps on a rear chinlock. "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" SCHIAVONE The crowd trying to get behind the upstanding Officer! VENTURA That's gonna help a bit in this situation though. This is just a weardown hold, Moneymaker's sapping the strength out of Bosley and at the same time, he's buying his Enterprise time to recollect themselves. Bosley starts to the fight the chinlock and climbs back to his feet, pumping his fist to draw the crowd behind him as he delivers a sharp elbow into the ribs of The Billion Dollar Heir. Another elbow. And another. But Moneymaker thinks quickly and grabs hold of Bosley's flowing locks, hauling him to the canvas by the hair to the disapproval of Bosley's teammates. Teddy protests his innocence though and tag in Christian Wright to take the heat off of himself for the moment. Taking over where his boss left off, Wright catches Bosley with a double axehandle to keep him grounded, at least for the moment. Bosley is fighting still, forcing Wright to allow him up, only to cut him back down with quick knee. Snap Suplex plants O.B near the corner and Christian quickly backs up, hopping to the middle turnbuckle and exposing the point of the elbow. However, on his way down, CW gets more height than distance and instinctively Bosley throws up his right boot, giving Wright something to land on FACE-FIRST! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE A miscue from The Natural! VENTURA Bosley's gotta make a tag here, there's no point in staying in the match if you're suffering. The unpleasant landing leaves Wright stunned in the corner, giving Bosley plenty of time to crawl over to his corner... and MAKE THE TAG! SCHIAVONE Officer Bosley has called for backup and EMT Tim is in! In comes EMT Tim, all fired up as Wright groggily looks to meet him coming. A couple of quick jabs keep Wright off balance, Tim then hitting the ropes and dropping CW with a clothesline! Off the ropes goes Tim again and the dropdown from Wright doesn't fool him, Tim going up and over safely. Wright scrambles up and ducks the head, but Tim floats over with a sunset flip... 1... 2... No! Looking to keep the pressure on, Tim hits the ropes again... ...and comes to an abrupt stop, thanks to a sneaky KNEE from Theodore Moneymaker that drills him right in the kidneys! The fans on Teddy's side notice and are quickly up in arms, but the referee didn't see it, leaving him powerless as Tim staggers back into the centre of the ring. Wright is waiting on him, delivering a boot before hoisting Tim up for a suplex... before dropping forwards and planting Tim on his face with the Gordbuster!! VENTURA Stockmarket Crash! That's gonna do it for EMT Tim. Perhaps unaware of what quite happened, Bosley and Diablos just look a little shocked. And they will Tim to kick out, as Wright makes the cover... 1... 2... 3!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Bosley holds his head as the three is counted, prompting a mini-celebration in The Enterprise's corner. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: EMT Tim Eliminated by: Christian Wright ENTERPRISE 4 RESCUE NUEVEUNOUNO 3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SCHIAVONE And The Enterprise now have a man advantage, all thanks to a cheapshot from the outside by Theodore Moneymaker! VENTURA Hey, it's survival Tony. You do what you've gotta do to survive. SCHIAVONE And it's only cheating if you're caught, right? VENTURA Exactly. Teddy's still in this match, EMT Tim ain't, that's all that really matters right now. EMT Tim is helped from the ring and second referee Nick Patrick is ready to send him to the back. But meanwhile, the action continues, as Moracca enters for his team and takes the fight to Christian Wright with a flurry of right hands! With Wright dazed, Moracca hits the ropes, making sure to deviate away from any Enterprise members as he springs back with a high crossbody... and gets caught! Wright catches Moracca in his arms, a position the fruity Mexican probably doesn't mind too much. What's coming next won't be so pleasant though, which Mariachi is fully aware of, so he quickly climbs up top and soars with a missile dropkick, knocking his partner over on top of The Natural... 1... 2... Kickout! Back up, Wright swings at Moracca with a clothesline. And misses, Moracca ducking underneath and levering his opponent down with a backslide... 1... 2... Kickout! Again Wright rolls back to his feet and charges. Again it doesn't work though, as Moracca swipes him down with a drop toehold, causing Wright's jaw to bounce off the canvas. Leaving him dazed on all fours as Mariachi tags himself in, intrigued by this 'prone' position his opponent is in. VENTURA This isn't good. Ned Blanchard agrees, much more familiar with Los Diablos and not about to let Mariachi get his cheap thrills off of his partner. However, he takes a front dropkick that sends him tumbling from the ring. Blanchard may just have done his job though, as when Mariachi turns around, the recovered Wright hooks him to the canvas with a clothesline! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA Why are these fans booing? Surely they didn't wanna see somebody get violated live on Pay Per View, did they? SCHIAVONE I think they're more worried about the cheating. VENTURA What cheating? Ned's got a five to get in and out, he did nothing wrong. Tag is made and in comes Simon Singleton, letting Mariachi have a brief moment of hope in his attempt to make the tag before cutting him off with a boot to the back of the head. Simon then taunts Bosley and draws the inexperienced cop turned professional wrestler into the ring, allowing himself time to split Mariachi's legs and drop a knee right to the tésticulos! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA Haha! That oughta make him think twice about his choice in lifestyle! Grinning from ear to ear, the 'innocent' Singleton backs off from Mariachi. And when prompted by the referee to explain why Mariachi is fondling his nether regions, Simon's answer... well, it could be anything and be believable, lets face it. Chioda thinks nothing of it then, while Simon exits the ring and heads up top. SCHIAVONE High-risk coming up from Singleton! VENTURA I'm not so sure about this. He doesn't need to be taking risks with a man advantage. Unless Simon hits whatever he's going for here, it could be a different story. Singleton reaches the top and Mackenzie is out of her chair, signalling for Simon to "roll film". Simon makes a clapboard type gesture before he turns to Mariachi... ...and wibbles... ...and wobbles... ...and gets CROTCHED on the top turnbuckle, as Moracca shakes the ropes and knocks his balance off! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" VENTURA Now that's not right! The referee's gotta get in there and throw one of those two in the corner out! SCHIAVONE For what? VENTURA Don't play dumb with me Schiavone, they shook the ropes on Singleton! You can't possibly condone that. SCHIAVONE Hey, you said it yourself, it's survival Jesse. And if Moneymaker can get away with a knee from the outside then I don't see why Moracca can't get away with making Simon's life a little unsteady up on the top rope. Apparantly The Enterprise don't agree and enter the ring to protest. But that just draws in Bosley and Moracca, leading to a PIER-SIX BRAWL erupting as it's breaking down in Vancouver! Moneymaker and Bosley go at it as Wright and Moracca do the same, the brawl spilling across the ring. Meanwhile, Mariachi is back up. And despite a slight limp he makes his way over to the corner and looks to climb the turnbuckles in front of the crotched Singleton. However, he doesn't reckon on Ned Blanchard peeling away from the brawl and sneaking up from behind, lifting Mariachi off the ropes and planting him with a back suplex! SCHIAVONE The referee has lost all control here, they both have! VENTURA And that's let The Beverly Hills Blonds in! Ned shows little compassion for his partner. There's no time for that right now, as he helps Simon to his feet on the top rope. And with Mariachi down, Blanchard quickly reaches up and presses Singleton off the top, firing him onto the Mexican with the trusty ROCKET LAUNCHER!! VENTURA They got it! They got him with the Rocket Launcher Tony, nobody gets up from that! Alerting the referee to the pinfall, Ned quickly weighs in and helps out Moneymaker, while Choida rushes over to count the fall... 1... 2... 3!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA There goes another one! And boy, are Bosley and Moracca in trouble now! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Mariachi Eliminated by: Simon Singleton ENTERPRISE 4 RESCUE NUEVEUNOUNO 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Officer Bosley's save is just a second short and as the three goes down, he comes to the quick realisation. His team are now at a two-man disadvantage, a bad position to be in, especially considering they were underdogs at even odds. Let alone now. However, he doesn't have much time to sum up the problem before Moneymaker attacks, hitting him from behind with a knee that sends him sprawling out to the arena floor. That gives the signal for Wright to pitch Moracca back into the ring, now deemed the legal man by referee Chioda as Simon crawls to the corner, where Ned is in position to make the tag. SCHIAVONE We're left with four on two odds now and even worse for Rescue Nueve Uno Uno, one member of each duo has been eliminated. Officer Bosley and Moracca have never teamed before and they're up against four men, four talented men, four crafty men... VENTURA A TEAM of four men! They might as well throw in the towel now, there's no way back in this situation. SCHIAVONE Never say never. Blanchard takes his time now, soaking up the chance to finally get some personal revenge on one half of the thorn in The Blonds' side, Los Diablos. Stomp after stomp lands on Moracca before Ned turns to the crowd and flashes the money fingers. "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* Undettered by the chants, Ned pulls Moracca back up. A headlock goes on as he makes the exchange with Singleton. A double whip then sets Moracca up, The Beverly Hills Blonds taking Moracca up and down with the DOUBLE FEATURE FLAPJACK! A sense of dread hits the Vancouver crowd, as Simon makes a confident cover, counting along with Chioda... 1... 2... SIMON THREEEEEE!! NO! Only Singleton believes it to be three, everyone else trusting Chioda to count it as two. Climbing back up, Simon brings Ned back in with the tag. VENTURA Here we go, quick tags on The Enterprise side, keeping a fresh man in the ring at all times. SCHIAVONE And meanwhile, Moracca has no-one to tag right now as Officer Bosley is still pulling himself up on the outside of the ring. Another double-team is executed by the three-time OAOAST World Tag Team Champions as Singleton whips Moracca into the ropes, taking him down with a drop toehold, setting up an elbow drive to the back of the head by Blanchard. Switch is made and so is the cover... 1... 2... No, kickout! Blanchard scowls at the referee, a scowl which increases as he looks down at the masked face of Moracca and clamps on a blatant choke! "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" "FI..." Preventing a disqualification by breaking on four, barely, Ned pulls Moracca back up. Dragging his opponent towards the corner, there's plenty of offers coming The Handsome Hustler's way. The most inticing being the raised knee of Theodore Moneymaker, which Moracca's head is soon thrown into. It's Christian Wright who accepts the tag though, laying into Moracca with forearms to the back before pulling him from the corner. European uppercuts then soften Moracca up, the third knocking him off his feet for a pin... 1... 2... No! Bosley is finally up in the corner now, but can only watch on as Wright whips Moracca into a neutral corner. In follows The Natural with a crushing elbow, causing Moracca to stagger aimlessly out into the centre of the ring where he's swept down with an STO! Leg is hooked... 1... 2... Kickout! VENTURA Moracca's showing some heart, but it's only going to be a matter of time unless he can get the tag soon. And even then, you've still got four men on two. Another exchange is made and back in comes Ned. A forearm puts the already flagging Moracca down to his knees before Ned measures Moracca, delivering a big right hand that earns him a reprimand from the referee. Ned pitches Moracca to the outside then, allowing him to take up issue with Chioda. And, also, allowing Singleton and Wright to sneak to the floor to attack... but Nick Patrick catches them before they can pounce, ordering them back to the corner. VENTURA Now, that's not Patrick's job. SCHIAVONE He's a referee, it certainly seems like his job. VENTURA Nick Patrick is purely out there to make sure when you're eliminated, you're thrown out of here. That's his only duty tonight and he's overstepping the mark in my opinion by getting actively involved. Moracca crawls under the ring to try and get away, as Patrick continues to hold back the illegal men in the match. Noticing that his plans haven't come to fruition, Ned angrily exits the ring and goes after Moracca himself. Of course, Moracca is nowhere to be seen. But Mackenzie is able to point out where he went and Ned doesn't have a problem dragging the helpless Moracca back up and back into the ring. "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* Back inside, Ned hits a back suplex on Moracca and tries the pin... 1... 2... Kickout! In his frustration, Ned tries again... 1... 2... Kickout! And now Ned is really getting frustrated. He pitches Moracca to the floor again and again goes into consultation with Chioda. Bosley takes exception, but Ned quickly runs him off the apron before resuming his talk with Chioda. And this time, Mackenzie DeCenzo has something to say to Nick Patrick. Which, conveniently, allows Singleton, Wright and Moneymaker to ambush Moracca on the floor! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE Look at this, even with four on two odds, The Enterprise see fit to break the rules! VENTURA Wait a minute! Wait a minute Schiavone, that's not Moracca! SCHIAVONE ...what? What are you... VENTURA THAT'S NOT MORACCA! Look, where'd those tassles on his arm come from!? Moracca doesn't wear those, Mariachi does! SCHIAVONE But if that's Mariachi, then... where's... Sure enough, Jesse is right. While the three on one attack continues unabated on the outside on 'Moracca', a second masked Mexican slides into the ring behind Blanchard's back! Nobody seems to realise what's going on but they're cheering anyway, as the unsuspecting Blanchard is taken over with a schoolboy by the REAL Moracca... 1... 2... 3!!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" VENTURA NO! SCHIAVONE Yes! Yes! Blanchard's gone, he's out of here! And we are down to three on two!! VENTURA No no no! You've got to be kidding me!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Ned Blanchard Eliminated by: Moracca (honest) ENTERPRISE 3 RESCUE NUEVEUNOUNO 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blanchard is throwing a fit in the ring as finally the pieces of the puzzle seem to fit into place. Mackenzie alerts Moneymaker, who alerts his partners, who all collectively go nuts at what's just happened! "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* "LOS DI - AB - LOS!" *clap clap clapclapclap!* VENTURA This is an injustice! Los Diablos made an illegal switch, one of them shouldn't even be out here! When you're eliminated you're supposed to go straight to the back! Those are the rules! SCHIAVONE But Jesse... VENTURA THOSE are the rules Schiavone and Los Diablos broke them! They oughta be thrown out of here right now, no questions asked! SCHIAVONE What happened to 'survival'. VENTURA Mariachi failed to survive and there aren't no second chances in the Survivor Series! This is a travesty! Despite being pinned one, two, three in the centre of the ring, Blanchard is understandably refusing to leave and his Team Captain is sticking by him. Both Patrick and Chioda are coming under fire from all sides as Simon protests that the referee should watch a replay. But Chioda claims that no wrong was done, Moracca pinned Ned and that it was The Enterprise's mistake that cost them. Which doesn't sit well with anyone. Especially Simon, as he SHOVES Chioda in the chest! "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" VENTURA Okay, Simon's gotta cool it here. Doing just the opposite, Simon ignores the finger being pointed in his face and SHOVES Chioda, sending him CLEAN across the ring! Big mistake. *DINGDINGDING!* VENTURA Aw no! SCHIAVONE I think Simon may have overstepped the mark! All of a sudden Simon comes over all apologetic and he tries to calm the situation. Moneymaker tries to calm it in a different way, flashing the money fingers to Chioda and imploring him not to do what he's thinking of doing. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, Simon Singleton has been DISQUALIFIED!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" VENTURA This is going from bad to worse! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Simon Singleton Eliminated by: DQ ENTERPRISE 2 RESCUE NUEVEUNOUNO 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chioda signals for Simon and Ned, who's still protesting his case, to get out. And quickly Theodore steps in, flashing the money fingers to his Blonds. The Blonds are much more receptive to the prospective of cash than the referee and listen to Moneymaker as he tells them not to worry and go, before they cause any more disqualifications. This time The BHB do leave and Vancouver are happy to watch them leave. SCHIAVONE This Survivor Series Match has spun on it's head, we're back to even stevens, two on two. Wright and Moneymaker versus Moracca and Officer Bosley. The Enterprise's numbers advantage has gone and now, they've got to get their heads back in the game. VENTURA Gone? It's been stolen, don't you mean? This is daylight robbery on a public scale. When Moneymaker's lawyers get on the case, there's gonna be hell to pay, I can tell you that much. On their way back, The Blonds stalk away, presumably after Mariachi who's since been taken away by another set of referees, intent on some revenge. Back in the ring meanwhile and Moneymaker has finally got his head in the game and takes it to Moracca with some mounted right hands. Moneymaker only gets up when he sees Officer Bosley back on the apron, running him off with a knee that sends him flying off the apron and into the ring barrier! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" With Bosley taken out, Moneymaker quickly makes the tag to Christian Wright and sets up a double-team. An irish whip by Moneymaker sends Moracca shooting off the ropes and they rebound him, back into the Enterprise trap. Wright with the boot to the gut, Moneymaker with a Billion $ Kneelift, setting Moracca up for a German Suplex by Wright, complete with a bridging pin... 1... 2... NO! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE You've got to admire Moracca's heart here Jesse. He's taken a lot of punishment, but refuses to give in. VENTURA He also had about a 5 minute rest underneath the ring after he switched places with his eliminated partner! I ain't giving him nothing! Wright just shakes his head, the ultimate intellectual lost for words with how the situation of this match has changed. Grabbing hold of Moracca's mask, Wright pulls the Mexican back up. But, he gets him no further than the knees before the Diablos takes action, jacking CW with a Jawbreaker! SCHIAVONE Moracca's fighting! But he needs the tag! The Financial Analyst is stunned, looking like an Elvis impersonator after nine or ten pints of Guinness as he tries to keep his balance in the middle of the ring. Moracca takes a quick glance to his corner and realises that there's nobody to tag, so runs the ropes, where Moneymaker is waiting... ...but Moracca avoids the knee and meets Moneymaker between the eyes with a big KISS!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Moneymaker, simply put, LOSES it and collapses to the floor, flailing around like a madman as Mackenzie tries to calm The Billion Dollar Heir down. The fans are lapping it up and it seems like Mackenzie can't calm Teddy down, prompting THE BEVERLY HILLS BLONDS to come jogging back down to ringside. SCHIAVONE Wait a minute, what the hell are they doing back out here!? They're gone, they're done for tonight! VENTURA So was Mariachi! All hell has broken loose as Patrick and Chioda try to prevent The Blonds from getting involved in the match again. Moracca is unaware of all this and takes it to Wright with some quick jabs, ducking underneath a clothesline and hitting the ropes again. A wheelbarrow is the plan for Moracca, one he seems all too comfortable with initiating as he dives at Wright. Flustered by the innuendo that goes with the move, Wright quickly pulls Moracca up off the canvas, but gets stunned by a quesadora armdrag, sending him across the ring. As he lands in the corner though, his hands find their way to the briefcase, The Natural noticing the referees are both indisposed and grabbing the steel impliment. *THUD!* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA And it looks like the other Mexican's done for the night! SCHIAVONE No! This isn't right! VENTURA Since when did that matter? Christian's just fighting fire with fire, that's all. Mackenzie calms Teddy down long enough to catch the briefcase as it is sent skidding out of the ring by CW. The cover is made and sure enough, The Beverly Hills Blonds decide to listen to the referees and leave. That allows Chioda to come back to the ring and as soon as he sees the pinfall, he dutifily slides into the ring to make the count... 1... 2... 3!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Moracca Eliminated by: Christian Wright ENTERPRISE 2 RESCUE NUEVEUNOUNO 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Blonds seem satisfied with their work as they leave, again, dusting their hands and yelling at Moracca that that was 'payback'. Moracca, of course, can't hear them. One of the conditions of being completely unconscious. SCHIAVONE I suppose you think that was fair? VENTURA Certainly. After what Los Diablos pulled, they deserved that and much more besides! Having shaken off the kiss, Moneymaker has stormed around the ring and collects Officer Bosley, throwing him back into the ring. The fact is it's now two on one and Officer Bosley is hurting, nursing his right shoulder from the collision with the barricade earlier. Wright zeroes in on the injured bodypart with a series of kicks before extending the arm on the canvas and dropping a knee across the bicep. And another. Make it three. "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" "9 - 1 - 1!" Wright makes the tag to Moneymaker now, The Billion Dollar Heir pinning down the head and STOMPING down, with a quick jump beforehand for added authority, right into the ear. Reaching into his tights, Moneymaker then pulls out A FISTFUL OF (imaginary) DOLLARS and drops it, with pinpoint accuracy, on the cop. And, on the mat, the fans are treated to the money fingers pose once more and a roaring laugh from Teddy. VENTURA Haha, I love it! Back up comes Moneymaker, with a second FISTFUL OF DOLLARS~! before making the cover... 1... 2... NO! On goes a top wristlock as Moneymaker tries to put the focus back on the arm. The Vancouver crowd are getting behind Bosley though and he pumps the fist, firing the crowd even more as he reaches back and grabs a handful of Moneymaker's hair. A cheap move, especially for a cop. But desperate times call for desperate measures, Bosley bridging up to his feet and taking Moneymaker over with a hiptoss! As Teddy reels back around, Bosley rears back for a punch... before immediately having to nurse the arm! MONEYMAKER BWAHAHAHA... *SMACK!* "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" But his subsequent Roundhouse Kick proves less painful. Except in the case of Theodore Moneymaker that is! SCHIAVONE Bosley is stuck two on one, one arm and in the most high-profile match of his career. But this could be the making of him tonight! Both men are down and it's gutcheck time, as Chioda begins his count. "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" Despite the arm, Bosley begins to climb back up. Moneymaker though isn't moving. "FIVE!" "SIX!" But Wright is alert and begins to sneak into the ring, waiting as Bosley stops on one knee, trying to loosen up his shoulder. "SEVEN!" "E.." Bosley is back up, but Wright is in from behind with a double axehandle, connecting right to the shoulder which causes Bosley to wilt like an unwatered house plant. Ignoring the protests of the referee, Wright then locks on a front facelock and sets Bosley up. VENTURA He's going for the Stockmarket Crash again! Gripping the pants, Wright lifts... ...but he can't get the 265 Bosley up! A second attempt, but again Bosley isn't budging. And as Wright looks for a third, unwise attempt, a quick reversal by Bosley sends The Natural up and DOWN, gut-first across the top rope to the despair of Mackenzie on the floor. Not as much despair as CW must be feeling, as Bosley follows up with a standing dropkick, that and the ropes launching Wright to the floor with a thud! Bosley, still nursing the shoulder, backs up and points the finger down at Wright. And falls right into the Bank Vault! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA He's got it slapped on! Nobody's escaped the Bank Vault and Bosley ain't gonna be any different. SCHIAVONE And there's no-one to make the save. VENTURA Not unless those sneaky Mexicans are still out here! Moneymaker has the hold in tight and declines to go for the 3 Code Combination that this move usually begins, instead taking Bosley to the canvas with a body-scissors applied. The Vancouver crowd get set to rally behind Bosley for one last push. But, with the injured right shoulder, Bosley isnt hanging around. *TAPTAPTAPTAP!* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA That's it, it's all over. Justice has been served. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Officer Bosley Eliminated by: Theodore Moneymaker SURVIVORS: THEODORE MONEYMAKER and CHRISTIAN WRIGHT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ BUFFER Your winners of the match and SOLE SURVIVORS... "THE BILLION DOLLAR HEIR" THEODORE MONEYMAKER and "THE NATURAL" CHRISTIAN WRIGHT!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Moneymaker unlocks Bosley from the Bank Vault, refusing the raising of the arm from referee Chioda who's still in the bad books it would seem. Mackenzie meanwhile helps Christian to his feet on the floor, helping to drag him towards the back as Moneymaker leaves the crowd with one last fingers full of money pose and a booming laugh. SCHIAVONE Well, in the end The Enterprise get the win, but not without controversy... VENTURA You'd better be talking about Diablos. SCHIAVONE Partly, yes. But The Enterprise pulled a few hostile business moves, if you will, to get the victory. In the end it's Moneymaker and Christian Wright who survive though and I have to wonder Jesse, are we seeing a new tag team in the making with these two? VENTURA Well hey, you've got The Beverly Hills Blonds as a formidable team, that gives Teddy and Wright plenty of reason to tag with each other, rather than split the Blonds. And technically, that's two outta two for them as a team. Anderson Cup's on the horizon, maybe Teddy should think about getting involved in that himself. SCHIAVONE Well, November Reign continues and we'll send it back to Coach and Michael Cole right now. It's been a pleasure Jesse. VENTURA I'm sure it has.

SUNDAY NIGHT JANUARY 28, 2007 "THE ROAD TO ANGLEMANIA BEGINS..." LIVE ON PAY-PER-VIEW!

The Superstar vs. Mister Warrior vs. The Masked Man vs. Big Poppa Poplex vs. Schaeffer vs. Undisputed in a Gimmick Elimination Chamber.

NOVEMBER REIGN The GPX vs. Bruce Blank & Landon Maddix MICHAEL BUFFER The following contest for November Reign is a tag-team match set for one fall with a one hour time limit! Introducing first… ”in a world full of posers, phonies, and pure wannabees, There finally emerges a group Which has come to set the record straight.” YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH GPX!! GPX!! GPX!! MICHAEL BUFFER At a combined weight of 437 pounds former OAOAST 6 Man and World Heavyweight tag-team champions, Johnny Jax!! Scotty Static!! The GOBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL PARTY EXCHANGE!!! ”So, all you suckers better recognize, ya heard Can you say uhhh na na na na” GPX!! GPX!! GPX!! GPX!! GPX!! GPX!! COLE Listen to the fans, these guys have gone from being despised by the fans to being loved by almost everyone of them, it’s incredible Coach COACH One word Cole – “Wildcards”, that’s all the explanation you need to explain that. Despite the entire arena chanting their names neither Scotty nor Johnny look particularly happy or cheerful right now, in fact they look like a couple of men with a very serious mission to carry out. ”Wanna make her say UHHH na na na na Wanna make her say UHHH na na na na” The two youngsters get up on the apron and then leap over the top rope into the ring before Scotty asks Michael Buffer to hand over the microphone ”Wanna make her say uh uh uh uh na na na na Wanna make her say UuUuUhhh na n….” The music fades out as Scotty Static obviously has something on his mind SCOTTY STATIC I want to make one thing clear to everyone! We’ve already proven that we’re better than the Wildcards. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! SCOTTY STATIC We took their six man tag-team titles! We beat them at War Games! So we’re not out here because *WE* need to prove anything here, we are here for one reason and for one reason only... JOHNNY JAX TO MAKE BRUCE BLANK EAT HIS DAMN OAOAST CONTRACT!!! GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! COACH That’s a little premature isn’t it? I mean Bruce hasn’t been pinned yet COLE You some kind of Wildcard backer Coach? COACH What? COLE If you like the Wildcards then you don’t love the OAOAST, so you can just get the hell out! COACH Whoa now calm down Cole! I just said that the fans are a bit premature. You're familiar with that word, I'm sure. MICHAEL BUFFER And their opponents... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Michael Buffer has to stop his introductions as he’s drowned out by the crowd booing the impending introduction of Bruce Blank and Landon Maddix. The crowd is so loud and so hostile that whatever music Landon and Bruce are coming out to is drowned out as well. COLE I can’t even hear myself think. COACH What? The crowd is so loud I can’t even hear myself think. GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! GOOD-BYE BRUCE!! If the crowd was hot before, it turns positively nuclear when Bruce Blank steps into the arena wearing an OAOAST t-shirt, holding a sign that says “This one is for Angle-sault” while grinning from ear to ear. Landon pops through the curtains next with Megan Skye by his side. While Landon isn’t wearing an OAOAST t-shirt he does point to Bruce sign and nod in agreement before trying to high five some of the closest fans. COACH These two guys have lost it, I mean do they SERIOUSLY think anyone is buying their phony “We love the OAOAST” bull? COLE The Wildcards are just trying to get under Zack Malibu’s skin. COACH Well they’re getting under my skin!! FUCK YOU WILDCARDS *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* FUCK YOU WILDCARDS *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* After the invading duo makes their way to ringside Bruce heads over to the commentators table where he grabs the house mic. BRUCE BLANK I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again – YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST DAMN WRESTLING FANS IN THE WORLD!! FUCK YOU WILDCARDS *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* FUCK YOU WILDCARDS *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* BRUCE BLANK Man I love the OAOAST and the OAOAST loves me. Bruce grins as he turns around to say something to Landon but instead he gets knocked down by Scott Static as the GPX’er leaps off the top rope onto the floor. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! COLE Scotty is tired of waiting! COACH Good! Never give those SWF bastards a chance! Scotty grabs Bruce by the t-shirt and jeans and then tosses the Redneck Superman into the ring where Johnny Jax is waiting for him. Bruce doesn’t even get a moment to regain his bearings before Johnny jumps him and starts to tear at the T-shirt, ripping the shirt clean off Bruce’s back. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! COLE He doesn’t deserve to wear that shirt, he doesn’t deserve to even be in an OAOAST ring. COACH If we’re lucky this will be his last night here Cole! Don’t worry I got all the confidence in my boys. Bruce throws a back elbow at Johnny’s midsection and then backs off into the corner stunned at the onslaught he’s already endured. The big man gets to his feet, tears off the remnants of the t-shirt and then starts to jaw with Johnny Jax. BRUCE BLANK Oh so that’s how you want it? I’ve been trying to keep this a clean match! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Bruce’s declarations of good intentions don’t seem to go over well with the crowd at all. JOHNNY JAX You couldn’t keep it clean if you were wrestling a bar of soap! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH JOHNNY!! JOHNNY!! In an attempt to show that he’s serious about the clean match Blank locks up with Jax in a collar and elbow tie up, something that Bruce quickly turns into a sideheadlock on Jax due to his superior strength. Bruce grins from ear to ear as he grinds his wrist bones into the side of Johnny’s head to actually do something useful with the side headlock instead of just the traditional time wasting. COACH Man when you’re as powerful as Bruce Blank even a side headlock can hurt an opponent At first Johnny tries to elbow Bruce in the kidneys to get him to release the hold but Johnny Jam just can’t get a good angle to really hit Bruce where it hurts. Instead he changes tactics and drives his knee into the back of Bruce’s leg, then the moment Bruce loosens up his grip Johnny clutches Bruce’s wrist and pulls backwards turning the side headlock into a standing hammer lock on Bruce to show that Bruce isn’t the only one who can keep it clean. COACH Beautiful, my dawg is just so smooth in the ring it’s a beautiful thing to watch COLE If Bruce thinks he can keep up with Johnny or Scotty in a clean match then he’s sorely mistaken Coach. Bruce tries to break out of the painful hammerlock by throwing a back elbow with his free arm, but the elbow is something that Johnny anticipated and easily ducks under it. Bruce tries his best to spin out of the Hammerlock some how but fails, he’s also not able to power out of the hold since the Hammerlock is more about leverage than power. COLE See he’s not even able to get out of a simple hammer lock COACH Any second now Bruce will start to cheat, mark my words After being unable to figure out any other means of escape Bruce pushes backwards with his massive legs pushing Johnny Jax into the corner forcing a rope break. ONE!! Johnny releases the Hammerlock at 1 and then quickly slides under Bruce’s arm as the big man continues to press backwards. Two seconds later Bruce finds himself with his back against the corner looking at the Hooligan. *CHOP!!* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Johnny lands a knife edge chop with so much force that even the fans in the cheap seats could hear it. The chop stings Bruce but he quickly fires back with a right fist to the side of Jax’s head. Johnny shakes the blow off and then fires back with another chop aimed at Bruce's chest *CHOP!!* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Johnny takes a moment to shake his fists as he looks to be in total control, but he soon gets other things to worry about as Bruce comes out of the corner swinging, hitting Johnny on the left side of his head with a massive forearm shot that knocks the Hooligan down on his ass. COACH I got to admit that Bruce is a tough bas… COLE Watch it, we don’t take kindly to people liking the Wildcards. Bruce can't help but smirk as he rushes in and knees Johnny in the side of the head to keep him on the ground. A vicious boot to the chest draws a lot of boos from the crowd and Bruce scraping the bottom of his sole across Johnny’s eyes only amplifies their dissatisfaction. WHITEEEEEEEEEEEEE TRASH!! WHITEEEEEEEEEEEEE TRASH!! COACH I knew he would start to cheat! COLE That’s like saying a donkey smells, he don’t know any other way. Bruce’s mouth doesn’t stop running as he pulls Johnny up from the ground, talking trash to the one of the men that won the six man tag titles from him like it was going out of style. Johnny is unable to resist as Bruce hurls him into the corner with authority and then follows up with a series of shoulder thrusts to the mid-section. BRUCE BLANK You’re not so tough now are you? You ain’t man enough to put me down!! *SLAP!* The slap wakes Johhny up a bit as he lashes out with a short, sharp elbow to the side of Bruce’s face. Johnny’s elbow gets repaid by a punch to the face by Bruce as he easily shakes off the impact. After driving the tip of his boot into Jax’s midsection Bruce grabs his bent over opponent and flips him up on his shoulders in a power bomb position. The only problem with that move is that Johnny keeps going with the momentum and flips over Bruce's back into a Sunset flip position So technically it's only really a problem for Bruce Blank A problem that sees him rolled up for a pin ONE!! TWOO!!! KICKOUT!! the referee has hardly raised his hand after the 2nd count before Bruce kicks out and kicks out hard. Bruce is back on his feet only moments later but he’s too slow to prevent Johnny from tagging in Scotty Static COLE OH YES!! Scotty leaps up on the top rope ready to pounce on Bruce, but the big man quickly backs off back into his own corner out of Scotty’s range. Bruce and Landon discuss a bit of strategy as Scotty leaps into the ring and then just waits for Bruce with his arms wide open. SCOTTY STATIC Come on Bruce you’re not afraid are you?? Bruce looks pissed off, shakes off a tag offer from Landon and then steps into the center of the ring. When Scotty goes for a lock up though, Bruce pokes his opponent in the eye and then nails him in the mid section with a massive knee. Instead of pounding away on Static, Bruce wraps his massive arm around Static’s head and squeezes tight, so tight that it threatens to cut off Static’s blood circulation. Scotty knows he has to act fast or run the risk of loosing consciousness in the vice like grip so he pushes Bruce into the ropes and then throws him forward hoping to push the big man off. DENIED!! Instead of pushing Bruce off Static ends up hurting even more as Bruce clamps the sideheadlock on even harder pulling Static off his feet and wrenching his neck in the process. Static gets back on his feet and then begins to push Bruce forward once more, going round and round in circles like before. COACH Just give it up Bruce, no one is buying your act! COLE Headlocks won’t beat GPX, no way, no how. Unlike last time Bruce doesn’t just go with the flow, he throws himself down to the mat while releasing his hold on Static. Static’s forward momentum is so great that he can’t stop himself from falling forward through the ropes and onto the floor. BRUCE BLANK YOU AIN’T NEVER GETTING RID OF ME! WHITEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TRASH!! WHITEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TRASH!! The referee raises three fingers in the air as Static gets back to his feet on the outside of the ring. Static doesn’t look like he’s in a tremendous amount of physical pain but the frustration and the anger is clearly written on his face as he got suckered in by Bruce’s act. Static jumps up on the apron as the referee holds up 8 fingers in the air, but he doesn’t get a chance to step through the ropes before Bruce is on him like a nerd on an inconsistency in the latest Star Wars movie. Bruce grabs Static by the head and drapes him backwards over the top rope, holding him in a very vulnerable position as he raises his massive right hand. *WHAP!!* Bruce drops a massive Hammer like forearm across Static’s chest that flips the Hooligan back inside the ring. Feeling in complete control of the match Bruce turns his attention away from Static for a moment to flip off Johnny Jax and the crowd. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! BRUCE BLANK SUCKS!! BRUCE BLANK SUCKS!! BRUCE BLANK SUCKS!! Bruce can’t help but grin as he turns around, he is fully expecting to be looking at Static on the ground thinking he’d be in control of the match this stage. When he sees Static on his feet ready to fight he’s understandably surprised and upset. Although not as upset as he gets after Static lands a Roundhouse kick that knocks the big man down to his knees. Static takes a moment to threaten Landon to make him back off before turning his attention back towards his opponent. COACH This is your time to capitalize Static! COLE I’m not so sure he’s got Bruce in enough of a compromised situation. Static proves Michael Cole wrong as he leaps on Bruce to control the big man by getting him in the dreaded front headlock! He even smiles to the camera as he tightens his grip to control the big man, Static’s going to pay Bruce back for suckering him in earlier on. Obviously Static is using the front headlock to control Bruce, the only problem with it is that it’s not very effective on opponents that haven’t really been worn down yet, opponents like Bruce Blank. The Wildcarder takes a moment to regain his breath, then he grabs Static by the tights and stands up straight lifting him off the ground. Bruce holds Static up for a moment but the Hooligan is a wily character who uses his speed and balance to flip over Bruce’s head, landing on his feet behind the big man’s back NECKBREAKER!! Static wastes no time in grabbing Bruce from behind and then taking the big man down with a snapping neckbreaker. The move does a lot of damage to Bruce who was caught totally unprepared by it. Static quickly capitalizes on this opportunity by landing a leg drop right across Bruce’s throat. After leaping back to a vertical base Static punishes Bruce once more with another leg drop to the throat. COACH Now we’re going to school!! COLE Come on Scotty you can do it! Static pulls Bruce to his feet but then does something very uncharacteristic for him, he makes an error in judgement as he wraps his arms around Bruce’s waist trying to suplex him. Bruce plans his big feet firmly on the canvas and stands his ground blocking the belly to back attempt. COLE I can’t believe Static did that! COACH Blank has managed to frustrate Static big time in the early portions of this match by sticking with wrestling instead of his usual ground and pound attack. Maybe that’s why he’s been thrown off. Bruce tries to catch Static with a back elbow but Static sees it coming and backs off before it can connect. Static is cursing himself for making such a blunder but quickly forgets about it as he eyes an opening. The Hooligan knows that using his speed is the best chance he’ll have against a big guy like Bruce Blank which is why he runs at Bruce before the big man is completely turned around. Bruce catches Scotty, stands up straight and throws him up over his head with a backdrop… SCOTTY LANDS ON HIS FEET!! Bruce turns around only to be looking down the business end of a Superkick BRUCE DUCKS!! With Bruce ducked down Scotty leaps over the top of the big man, grabs his tights and then rolls him up with a Sunset flip. ONE!! TWOO!!! KICKOUT!!!! COLE Bruce almost got caught napping there! COACH Damn it that was SO close, we could have gotten rid of Bruce! Static rolls back up on his feet after Bruce kicked out of the sunset flip, waiting for his opponent to get back up. The moment Bruce is on his feet Scotty Static rushes in, takes advantage of the fact that Bruce is still off balance as he grabs him by the head and the leg to roll him into a small package... ONE!! TWOO!!! FLIPPED OVER!!!! The more powerful Blank manages to flip over on top of Static, so that HE is in control of the small package... ONE!! TWOO!!! NO!!! Scotty Static gets a foot on the rope at the last moment, opting for the easy way out of the pinfall instead of breaking the small package. Static is the first one back on his feet ready to pounce on his opponent. His plans are interrupted by Bruce as he suddenly explodes out of the crouching position he was in and clobbers Static with a teeth rattling Lariat. *POW!!* BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! You can tell that Bruce really enjoyed cutting loose on Scotty with that move knocking the much smaller man for a loop. Bruce grabs Static by the hair, drags him over to his corner and then tags in Landon. La Cucaracha jumps up on the top rope, then comes down with a drop kick to the chest of Scotty Static as Bruce holds him in place. COLE Here comes Landon Maddix, former OAOAST 24/7 Champion. COACH I’m surprised that Bruce didn’t tag out earlier, after all he only promised to tear up his contract if HE got pinned, not Landon. COLE Maybe that’s why GPX jumped Bruce to start the match? The supposed Saviour of the OAOAST takes over where his partner left off as he flashes a quick thumbs up to the outside and to Megan Skye, before lounging into a cover... ONE!! TWOO!! NO!! Maddix tries to play down the kickout and casually climbs back to his feet. He brings Static up with him and palms him back a step, locking eyes with Jax for a moment... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...as he connects with a knifedge chop on his partner. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and another. Making sure the referee knows that he's using an open hand and therefore playing by the rules, Landon then rears back... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...connecting with a third knifedge to the chest of Scotty Static. Still the two hundred, two pounder stays on his feet and shows his street upbringing by asking for more, even despite his stinging red chest. So Landon quickly grabs him around the head with a cravat to keep him quiet. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Well, so far Blank and Maddix have kept it clean. I can't see that lasting too much longer though, this is clearly designed to mess with everyone. The fans, their opponents, Anglesault, everyone. COACH Either that, or they really want to beat The GPX fair and square. That'd really show them up, and us, if they beat our former World Tag Champions by the book. COLE The GPX aren't out of this one yet though. COACH Oh, no doubt. I was just being hypothetical, s'all. The hold is at least keeping the speedy Static at bay, buy aside from that it's not that damaging a hold. And it's none too dynamic either. Bruce seems a little unimpressed in the corner and almost on the verge of using the top turnbuckle as a pillow to catch a quick nap. Something which isn't lost on Maddix, as he quickly snapmares Static over onto his seat... *SMACK!* ...and PUNTS him in the spine with a Dragon kick! And that gets a smile from Bruce. COLE It looks like Maddix is almost trying to... to prove himself to Bruce Blank here. Landon is a former two-time World Champion. What does he have to prove himself to somebody like Blank? COACH I guess he's feeling a little guilty about War Games still. Maddix asks his partner if he wants to see one more and sure enough, the sadistic 'Redneck Superman' holds up one finger, asking for the approval of the fans which obviously he isn't going to get. Not that they care, of course. With a handful of hair, Landon holds Static steady. However, Landon makes a typically big song and dance over actually delivering the kick and buys his opponent time, rolling backwards and locking on a bodyscissors before tumbling back forward and cradling Maddix into a modified victory roll... ONE!! TWOO!! NO!! As La Cucaracha kicks out Static rolls back, hoping to find his corner. But he doesn't, coming up in front of a neutral corner, wheeling around quickly only to be met by a lunging Landon Maddix with a flying forearm that cuts Static down!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Looking mighty relieved to have gotten out of that predicament, Landon quickly tags Bruce back in and gives his partner an encouraging pat on the back. Bruce just gives him a sideways look though as he steps in and corners the fallen Static, putting his massive frame in between him and his impatient partner. Bruce then almost toys with Static as he keeps him at bay with kicks. "SCO - TTY!" "SCO - TTY!" "SCO - TTY!" "SCO - TTY!" Static is rallied by the crowd and tries to pull himself up in the corner. But Bruce slugs him with a mighty haymaker and puts pay to all of his fight, Static left hung up defenselessly against the turnbuckles, both figuratively and literally on the ropes. Taking a quick look behind him, Blank now grabs Scotty by the wrist and whips him coast to coast, hard into the turnbuckles on the opposite side. With enough force that Static comes stumbling back out, right into the arms of Blank, who presses The GPXer over his head like he was a mere toddler!! COLE Wow! That's just scary power strength there. The strength is to be expected. The brains, maybe not so much. But Bruce remembers back to three nights ago when he didn't put an exclamation point on this very move, not risking any time pressing Static around this time as he quickly dumps Scotty with the Gorilla Press Slam! *THUD!* Probably still feeling the effects of Thursday night, Static remains motionless after the slam and Bruce looks set to make the cover. But as he goes to one knee he notices Static's position in the ring and climbs back up, instead tagging Maddix back in and signalling for him to go up top. COLE What's this all about? Bruce obviously thinks Static isn't done yet. Either that or he wants Maddix to get the fall, but either way, this is a bit of a risk. COACH It's always a risk when you go up top. This is an avoidable risk. Maddix doesn't waste any time in scaling the turnbuckles, under his partner's encouragement, reaching the top and steadying himself. With a quick shimmy of the shoulders, Landon then soars off, pumping the arms and the legs in mid-air... ...and CONNECTING with the Frog Splash!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Oh, he got him! Scotty wasn't playing possum, he was down and hurting and that might have been the coup de gras right there! After a moment tending to the ribs, Landon takes the advice of manager and partner, hooking the leg tight with the pin... ONE!! TWOOO!! TH- NO, JAX BREAKS THE COUNT!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH There we go! That's the mark of a real team, always watching each others backs! COLE Jax sensed his partner was in trouble and made the save. But unfortunately, that doesn't end the trouble. Both Bruce and Landon are furious with the intervention of Jax, Bruce hollering across the ring at Jax to 'play by the damn rules'. Ironic, really, as Maddix chooses that exact moment to take advantage of the turned back of the referee and lay a blatant choke on Static!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE HEY! HEY! COACH Turn around ref, JJ ain't doing nothin' wrong! COLE So much for playing by the rules! Noticing his partner cheating, Bruce inconspicuously turns his head and whistles a merry tune to himself, making out that it has nothing to do with him what tactics his partner uses. Jax disagrees and tries to get the referee to turn around, but only does more harm than good. By the time Jax leaves, Maddix has broken the hold and innocently locked on a rear chinlock, giving a good reason for Static to be coughing and spluttering for air. "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" Pulling Static up with the chinlock, Landon abandons the hold and connects with a forearm strike. And a second, the already weakened Static putting up little defence. Wringing out the arm, Maddix then sends Static into a neutral corner with an irish whip and backs into the opposite corner, for as long of a run-up as possible. COLE He's measuring Static now. COACH Fine if you're a tailor, not a wrestler. Maddix is already proclaiming victory as he backs off the turnbuckles, riling the crowd before charging out. Static is still slumped against the buckles and shows no signs of movement, as Maddix approaches, soaring off his feet from a couple of feet short and drawing the forearm... ...but Static MOVES... *CLANG!* ...AND MADDIX'S HEAD BOUNCES OFF OF THE TURNBUCKLE!!! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH Told ya! COLE Static moves out of the way! And now he has to make the tag, because he's been in the ring for one hell of a long time! As his forehead hits the unprotected steel bar behind the turnbuckle pad, Maddix rebounds back into the ring. And with his brains scrambled, it's all he can do to just stay on his feet. So as Static tumbles past him, the despairing lunge from Landon is nothing but a token effort, as he swipes at thin air... ...WHILE THE TAG IS MADE!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Heeeeeeeeeeeeeere's Johnny!! In comes Jax and sure enough, he's a house of Hooligan fire! A clothesline mows down the doolally Landon! And again! And again, Bruce taking his time to get in and help. But he gets there eventually and there's a clothesline waiting for him too, only staggering the big Alabama native but setting him up for a running dropkick, that and Bruce's altered balance combining to send him over the top and out of the ring! That leaves Jax and Landon in the ring and it's clear who that favours, Jax spotting the still woozy Landon's double sledge attempt coming from a mile away even without the Canadian crowd's calls and booting him in the gut. COLE So much for that idea. On the outside Bruce has collected himself and tries to re-enter the ring, earning him a dropkick from Jax to send him back to the arena floor. The GPXer now turns his attention back to Landon as he retreats into a corner and looks for a timeout to collect his thoughts. Whether he actually expected one or not is anyone's guess. Either way, he's not getting it. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" Knifedge chop finds the mark. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" And a second, before Jax mounts the turnbuckles... "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" "FIVE!" "SIX!" "SEVEN!" "EIGHT!" "NINE!" "TEN!!!" "ELEVEN!" "TWELVE!" "THIRTEEN!" COLE TEN COUNT BE DAMNED, JAX IS UNLEASHING EVERYTHING HE'S GOT!! "FOURTEENFIFTEENSIXTEENSEVENTEENEIGHTE... ....YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH And these Canucks have lost count! Finally the rapid-fire punches stop as the referee eventually coaxes Jax down off the ropes, prompting the fired up Hooligan to threaten him with a taste of knuckle sandwich too. Maddix is punch-drunk in the corner meanwhile, putting up a guard against any more punches... before promptly falling on his ass against the bottom turnbuckle. However, before Jax can capitalise on his prone opponent, here comes Bruce Blank from behind, looking for his trusty Lariat... ...but he doesn't find it, as Jax ducks... ...Bruce's momentum taking him into the corner, where he connects sternum first with the turnbuckles. And, for good measure, his knee strikes Maddix right in the face! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BLANK Aw crap! Blank apologies are cut short, by a schoolboy rollup from Jax... ONE!! TWOOO!! KICKOUT!! COLE I don't think Bruce is the legal man. COACH And I don't think it matters. Back up and swinging, Bruce tries to take Johnny's head off with a overhand right. Jax ducks underneath and hits the ropes in front of him, charging back... face-first into a big, BIG Boot!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE OH! Johnny might have gotten a little too fired up there I'm afraid and that adrenaline caused him to run flatout into Bruce's big right boot! Jax is down and there's no hanging around this time, Bruce making the cover... ONE!! COACH He's not the legal man! TWOOO!! NOOO!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Cussing up a storm, back to his feet climbs Bruce. And he is POed! Just for a change. COACH Uh-oh, he's losing it! Nail down the lighttubes! No need, as Bruce drags Johnny Jax off the canvas by the hair and signals that it's over, without the need for any weapons. Placing Jax in a standing headscissors, Blank reaches down and hauls The GPXer skywards, up onto his shoulders ready for a Powerbomb! Unfortunately for Bruce, Jax isn't co-operating though and starts to fire off some right hands, desperately trying to block the bomb. Blank keeps Jax up, but Jax keeps throwing fists and the bigman is losing his balance! COLE Johnny's fighting it! He's fighting it for all he's worth! COACH C'mon J! Blank is wobbling across the ring now in a weak attempt to stay on his feet and Jax sees his chance. Leaning back, Jax falls with the Hurricanra... NO! HURRICANRA-NO! Blank grips onto the legs and blocks the takeover, leaving Jax hanging helplessly upside down! There's nothing Jax can do in this position, especially as Maddix jogs over and dropkicks him in the chest! Blank holds onto Jax still and Maddix scrambles up again, signalling for Bruce to lift him back up. Which is easier said than done. But Blank does manage to deadlift Jax's 235 pounds back up, with a little assistance from Landon, who hangs onto Jax on the way up... ...before pulling him back down, tucking in his legs... ...AND BRINGING JAX DOWN ACROSS RAISED KNEES!!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Powerbomb/Lungblower combination!! COACH It's over. Away rolls Maddix, out under the bottom rope. And although technically he's not the legal man, that's long forgotten, allowing Bruce to make the cover... ONE!! TWOOOO!! NOOOO!! SCOTTY STATIC WITH THE SAVE!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE NO! It's not over Coach, not yet! You gave up on your boys a little too soon! COACH I di... I mean... you sa... c'mon Scotty!! Belatedly Landon arrives on the scene. Scotty is quick to meet him though and tries to fend the South Dakotan off with some body shots. But in comes Bruce from behind with an old-school double sledge, wiping out Static. With a new focus, Bruce grabs Jax and nonchalantly pitches him out of the ring and to the floor before directing traffic in Static's direction. "G - P - X!" "G - P - X!" "G - P - X!" "G - P - X!" The Vancouver crowd try to get behind The GPX, sensing trouble for their home-promotion's team. With good reason too. Left two on one in the ring, Static is sent off the ropes with an irish whip. As Static bounces back Blank then ducks his head, which confuses Landon long enough for Scotty to connect with a clothesline! Static isn't done there though, continuing his run as Bruce turns around. His distraction with Landon then costs him, as he ducks his head without really paying attention, Static coming to a stop and DRILLING him with a DDT!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE What a DDT! Cover him Scotty!! As if by magic, Scotty does just that... ONE!! COACH This is it, goodbye Bruce! TWOOO!! SHOULDER UP!! COLE Not quite. Quickly to his feet, or at least as quickly as his punished body will allow, Static heads straight for the top rope. The Canadian crowd rise as one as Static scales the turnbuckles and sets up top, waiting for Bruce to get back up. It's Landon who finds his feet first though, so Scotty detours and soars at the (half) Spaniard... ...NOBODY HOME!! "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH Aw man. COLE There goes The GPX's momentum. Static writhes on the canvas for a few seconds before struggling back towards his feet. By now Bruce is up and waiting on him, winding up the arm and calling for the Lariat! Bruce clearly means business too, as he prepares to run the ropes for extra momentum. Which'd be easier if the ropes hadn't moved. "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Bruce goes tumbling over the top rope, pulled down by Johnny Jax, landing with a thud on the arena floor to the collective satisfaction of everyone in attendance. Everyone except Megan Skye, who panickily yells at Landon to pick up where Bruce was planning to leave off. Which he does, swinging at Static with a Superki... ...DUCKED! Maddix whiffs the kick and hurriedly comes to a skidding halt, as Static tumbles and connects with a spinning heel kick on his way back around! Quick as a flash, Static rolls back and grabs the leg, as the referee dives into position, Jax pouncing on Bruce on the floor to keep him at bay... ONE!! TWOOO!! NO, TWO! STATIC SPIKED PUNCH!! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Knowing his partner might not be able to hold Bruce back much longer, Static pulls Landon back up and looks for the double underhook. The main setback to calling out your movename is that your opponent, unless deaf, can hear what's coming. Landon is not deaf. The Next Generation goes deadweight on one knee and tries to block. Static gets one arm hooked but the second is being kept close to the chest by Landon, forcing Static into some forearms to soften him up and release the arm. Double underhook is on. Maddix continues to block though and only comes up when he's good and ready to counter, twisting out of the butterfly position and into an irish whip on Static. Off the ropes The Hooligan comes, but not far after, as his foot becomes tangled in Megan Skye's hands! COLE HEY! Megan hasn't bet on Static's low morality and hot temper though and once provoked, he doesn't hesitate to reach outside the ring and GRAB A HANDFUL OF MEGAN'S HAIR!! COACH HEY! COLE YEAH, GO AHEAD! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH... *ching!* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH What the hell... COLE Oh, come on! Behind the referee's back, lowblow! Unfortunately, the referee's attempts to play the hero and save the damsel in distress divert his attention from the most BLATANT of blatant lowblows, Maddix punting Static between the legs! Megan slips from Scotty's grasp as his hands instictively go to his groin. Meanwhile, as the referee turns around, Maddix whips Scotty around and tries to cover for the lowblow, hoisting Static up onto his shoulders with a fireman's carry. Manoeuvring into the centre of the ring, Maddix then parades The GPXer for the firey crowd before throwing Static forward... *SMACK!* ...AND KNEEING HIM CLEAN IN THE FACE ON THE WAY DOWN!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh, MY! Goodnight Scotty Static! COACH Surely that should be ¡Buenas Noches! Completely out on one knee, Static is a sitting duck. And Landon isn't going to miss an opportunity, diving in and stepping off the knee... and driving his own knee into Static's skull for a second time in quick succession, rendering whatever consciousness was left null and void! COLE Shining Wizard! No way Scotty can kick out after that. Cole's resigned tone is shared by the crowd, desperately hoping on Johnny Jax to come to the rescue as Landon makes the pin... ONE!! TWOOO!! In dives Jax... THREEEEE!!! ...coming up just a few inches short of the save! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" *DINGDINGDING!* Maddix isn't going hang around any longer and quickly scrambles out of the ring, aided by Bruce as Jax is in hot pursuit. Again he can't quite get to La Cucaracha in time and he gives up on chasing the two of them to tend to his tag partner, leaving the SWF duo (of sorts) to escape up the aisle, all smiles and hugs. Megan too, which is a relief for all. BUFFER Your winners... BRUCE BLANK and LANDON MADDIX! "FUCK YOU LAN - DON!" *clap clap clapclapclap* "FUCK YOU LAN - DON!" *clap clap clapclapclap* COLE My sentiments exactly. Bruce can talk about playing fair all he wants, but the fact is Landon stole that victory for him with that lowblow! COACH No doubt. He had something to prove after War Games, but all he proved to me is that he's a cheapshort artist! COLE You're not alone Coach. Maddix isn't bothered though and makes sure to soak up every bit of his victory on his way back to the back. In the ring, Johnny Jax leans over the ropes and ensures Blank and Maddix that "this ain't over", but for tonight it is. A point which Landon illustrates perfectly with his hands. Wildcards (+1) 1, OAOAST 0.

NOVEMBER REIGN Team USA vs. Team Canada Stars and Stripes Forever plays, and Brock Ausstin leads his team out, to big-time boos. Charlie Moss and Quentin Benjamin follow, carrying American flags, and Thunderkid enters last. COLE Time for more elimination action! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following is an elimination-rules matchup! You can be eliminated by pinfall, submission, disqualification, or countout! Introducing first...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMM UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! *crowd boos* Captained by, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! His partners include, QUUUUUUUUUUUUUUENTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN BENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNJAMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! CHARLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! And hailing from Green Bay, Wisconsin...THUNDERKID!!!!! COLE Team USA, quite an imposing force, led by Brock Ausstin! COACH But here comes an even more imposing force, Cole! Tom Sawyer hits, and the crowd goes CRAZY, as Alfdogg walks to the ring, followed by Team Canada, both carrying Canadian flags, while Rick Heyross, carrying another flag, leads out Deon Black. COLE Let's go back to Buffer! BUFFER Their opponents, accompanied by Rick Heyross...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMM CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! *crowd cheers* Captained by the OAOAST Canadian champion, as well as 1/3 of the OAOAST Six-man tag team champions, ALFDOGG!!!!! His partners include two-thirds of the OAOAST Six-man tag team champions...first, hailing from Thunder Bay, Ontario, "AFTER HOURS" FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFELIXXXXXXXXXXXX SSSSSSSSSTRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUTTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! From Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, KENNNNNNNNNNNN PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! And from Winnipeg, Manitoba, here is THE MANITOBA MAMMOTH, DEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLACK!!!!![/i] COLE The big man, Deon Black, the Manitoba Mammoth, all 7-3, 518 pounds of him! As the music dies down, the crowd continues its standing O. Felix Strutter grabs the mike from Buffer (LOL!) and starts to speak, but the ovation is too loud, so he simply takes a walk around the ring, then pounds one hand on his chest and raises it in the air to the crowd. STRUTTER That's right, y'all know what time it is! Everyone assumes their positions in mid-ring, as O Canada plays. After the anthem finishes, belts and accessories are handed to the official, and the bell rings. *DING DING DING* Everyone steps out of the ring...leaving captains! COACH We're gonna get it right off the bat, Cole! Alf vs Brock! Brock and Alf circle the ring, then go in and start to trade fists! Brock gets the better of the exchange, then whips Alf into the ropes and catches him with a big clothesline! Brock yells out to the crowd, drawing boos. Brock then picks Alf up, and lifts him in a PRESS SLAM~!, tossing him down to the mat. COLE And Alf not faring well early against the power of Brock Ausstin! Alf holds his back, then quickly scoots over and tags in Pantera. COACH And now we got power vs power in there! Pantera measures Brock up, then immediately the two start trading forearms! COLE And some real stiff shots being exchanged in there! Pantera delivers a knee to the midsection, then goes for an Irish whip, but Brock reverses. Pantera ducks a clothesline, then stops, and goes for a big right, but Brock ducks, and executes an atomic drop! Brock then wrings the arm of Pantera, and makes a tag to Quentin Benjamin. COLE And Quentin Benjamin gets the tag! COACH Well, his Ducks suffered a heartbreaking loss last night in college football, let's see if he can get redemption and advance to the Triple Cage! Benjamin hammers away on the arm, then delivers an armdrag. Benjamin drops a couple knees on the arm, then tags in Moss. Benjamin holds the arm as Moss backs into the ropes, and they execute the DOUBLE GOOZLE~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Moss delivers some European uppercuts to Pantera, then whips him into the ropes, and catches him in a sleeper! Pantera struggles for a bit, but is able to make a tag to Strutter. COLE And Pantera with that superior strength, able to power his way over to the corner! Pantera holds the leg as Strutter stomps away, then Strutter whips Moss into the ropes, backs in and delivers a spinning wheel kick! He hops up, as the crowd cheers him on, and poses on the second buckle. He then turns around, climbs to the top, and jumps HIGH off, coming down with a flying bodypress! 1... 2... Kickout! Strutter whips Moss into the ropes, but puts his head down. Moss delivers a foot to the face, then tags in Brock. COLE And a tag made, and Brock in there once again! Brock hammers away on Strutter with right hands, then whips him hard into the corner, and catches him coming out with a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! COLE Big-time suplex by Brock Ausstin! Brock drills Strutter with a clothesline! And another! Brock then whips Strutter across once again...and this time, scoops up Strutter on his shoulders! COLE Could be an early exit for Strutter here! However, they spin around with the momentum, and Strutter, while still on the shoulders of Brock, manages to make a tag to Black! The crowd goes NUTS~! COACH But Felix made a tag, and look who's in now! Brock, unbeknownst to the tag being made, delivers the F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 He goes for the cover, but the referee informs him that a tag was made! COLE Look at the SIZE of the Manitoba Mammoth! Brock gets to his feet and argues with the referee, then Black spins him around and delivers a BIG right hand, sending Brock staggering into a corner! Black follows him into the corner, and starts delivering blows to the head and midsection! COACH And look at him dominate Brock Ausstin! Black whips Brock across the ring, then charges for an AVALANCHE~! However, Brock ducks out of the way! Brock delivers right hands to Black, then backs into the ropes and delivers a clothesline! COLE And a big clothesline from Brock, can't even budge the Mammoth! Brock tries another one, this time staggering him a bit! He tries one more time, and this time, Black pounces on Brock, taking him down with a body attack! Black then gets a signal from Alf, and picks up Brock and throws him over the top to the floor! COLE The Mammoth just got some kind of sign from Alf, and now he's taking it to the floor! 1!!! 2!!! Black grabs Brock, and whips him into the steel steps! The referee continues to count, as Black starts to pick apart the announcers' table! 3!!! 4!!! COLE Oh my God...what could Alf and the Mammoth have cooked up here? 5!!! COACH And don't forget, there's still a count going in the ring! The referee's count is at 6, as Black goozles Brock... 7!!! 8!!! and DRIVES HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE~! COLE OH NO! The referee finishes up his count, as the crowd is going crazy and Black poses on the floor! 9!!! 10!!! COLE And I think we've got a double count-out! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Brock Ausstin, Deon Black Eliminated by: DCOR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COACH It's obvious that Alf's plan was to have Black take Brock out of the match, even if it meant sacrificing himself! COLE And that plan has succeeded, but Alf still has to go through three more guys! Pantera steps into the ring, as does Charlie Moss on the other side. COLE And it's now a 3-on-3 match, we've got Alf along with Team Canada, the six-man tag champs, taking on Charlie Moss, Quentin Benjamin, and Thunderkid! Pantera wins a slugfest with Moss, then whips him into the ropes and delivers a clothesline! Pantera then picks up Moss, and executes a vertical suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Pantera picks up Moss, and attempts another suplex, but Moss counters with a small package! 1... 2... Kickout! Pantera catches Moss with a clothesline getting up, then grabs him in a front facelock and makes a tag to Alf. COLE And Alf, the team captain, back in the ring! Alf goes to the top and delivers a double axhandle to the back, then drops a snap legdrop, and covers... 1... 2... Kickout! Alf tags in Strutter, who picks up Moss and attempts a neckbreaker, but Moss counters with a backslide! 1... 2... Kickout! Strutter delivers a shot to the gut, then grabs Moss and makes a tag to Alf. Alf hammers away on Moss in the corner, then tags Pantera back in. Pantera whips Moss across, but Moss gets the feet up, flooring Pantera, then tags in TK! COLE And Thunderkid in for the first time! TK delivers right hands, then whips Pantera across, and delivers a big backdrop! He follows with a clothesline! And another! He then whips Pantera across once again, but Pantera moves to avoid a charge, then delivers a back suplex! COACH And TK's momentum stopped in a hurry! Pantera hammers away at TK in a corner, then attempts an Irish whip across. TK reverses, and Pantera is sent into the corner. TK delivers a foot to the gut, and sets up a piledriver, but Pantera backdrops out of it! TK holds on and tries a sunset flip, and at the same time, Benjamin reaches over and tags himself in. COLE Tag made, Pantera is unaware! Benjamin comes off the top with a BULLDOG~! COLE And Benjamin with a big bulldog! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And Ken Pantera has been eliminated! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Ken Pantera Eliminated by: Quentin Benjamin (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Strutter immediately pounces Benjamin, kicking him on the mat, then tagging in Alf. Alf picks up Benjamin from behind and plants him with a Blue Thunder Bomb! 1... 2... Kickout! Alf tags Strutter back in, and Strutter attempts a guillotine legdrop, but Benjamin rolls out of the way, and goes over and tags Moss! Moss goes to work on Strutter, delivering right hands, then ducking a return fire, and executing a TRAPPED ARM BELLY-TO-BELLY~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Moss sets up for the MOSSY KNOLL~!!! as the crowd boos, but Strutter goes to the eyes to break it up. Moss staggers over and tags Benjamin back in, while Alf gets the tag on the other side. Benjamin goes for a kick on Alf, but Alf catches the foot and spins him around. Benjamin spins back around, catching Alf with a heel kick! COLE And Alf caught good with that spinning kick of Quentin Benjamin! Benjamin hooks Alf, and delivers a fisherman's suplex! 1... 2... Kickout! Alf delivers a headbutt to the abdominal region, then tags Strutter again. COACH Alf got in trouble quickly, and tagged the first chance he saw. Smart wrestling! Benjamin catches Strutter with an armdrag! Benjamin gets up and drops a knee on the arm, then tags Moss back in. Moss whips Strutter to the ropes, and attempts a tilt-a-whirl, but Strutter spins through, then spins onto the other side and plants Moss with a DDT! COLE Big move by Felix Strutter! Strutter tags in Alf, who steps in and hooks Moss in the SHARPSHOOTER~!!!!!11111, much to the delight of the crowd. COACH Sharpshooter! COLE Submission hold applied by Alf, can he even the score here? Moss inches towards the ropes, but Alf pulls him back out to the center, and sits back farther on the hold, and after another brief struggle, Moss is forced to tap out! COLE Yes! We're all evened up! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elimination: Charlie Moss Eliminated by: Alfdogg (submission) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TK steps in and spins Alf around, hammering him into a corner! COLE And here it is, TK against Alf! TK gets Alf slouched in the corner, then whips him hard across the ring, and catches him in a PRESS SLAM~!, tossing him down to the mat! COLE And tremendous strength displayed by TK! TK tags in Benjamin, and they send Alf into the ropes, dropping him with a double elbow! Benjamin follows up with a SUPERKICK~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Benjamin picks Alf up, and executes a backbreaker! He then climbs to the top rope, and executes a MISSILE DROPKICK~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! Benjamin whips Alf into the ropes, and attempts a tilt-a-whirl, but Alf lands on his feet, then scoops Benjamin up, delivering a TOMBSTONE~! Alf slowly crawls to his corner, and makes the tag to Strutter! COACH And here comes Felix again! Strutter hammers away with rights, then attempts an Irish whip. Benjamin reverses, but Strutter ducks a spinkick, and comes back with a flying forearm! Strutter executes a snap suplex, then goes to the top rope... COLE Could be that Shooting Star legdrop coming up! Strutter gets position, and goes for the SHOOTING STAR LEGDROP~!!!111, but Benjamin rolls out of the way! COACH Nobody home! Benjamin makes a tag to TK! COLE And a tag, and TK back in there again! TK clotheslines Strutter, then clotheslines Alf! Another clothesline for both men! Alf goes rolling out to the floor, as TK delivers a BICYCLE KICK~! to Strutter! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Strutter gets the shoulder up! TK tags Benjamin once again, as Alf is just climbing back onto the apron. Benjamin goes to the ropes, and takes a knee in the back from Alf! COLE Alf from the outside! Strutter delivers a foot to the gut, then hooks Benjamin...and delivers the THUNDER BAY THROTTLE~!!!111 The crowd pops! COACH Felix got it! 1... 2... 3!!! COLE Benjamin gone, and now we're down to 2-on-1! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Quentin Benjamin Eliminated by: Felix Strutter (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COACH TK out there all alone now against Alf and Felix Strutter! Alf asks for the tag, and gets it. He steps in and goes to the eyes of TK, then delivers a foot to the gut, and tags Strutter right back in. They whip TK to the ropes, but TK ducks a double clothesline and delivers one of his own! COLE But TK quick to strike! Could we see deja vu here, with Reject surviving in his match earlier after overcoming a deficit? TK picks up Strutter, and delivers a foot to the gut, then backs into the ropes and delivers a swinging neckbreaker! As he gets up, however, Alf hits him with a SUPERKICK~! Strutter covers... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Strutter tags Alf once again, and Alf goes to the top, hitting a MISSILE DROPKICK~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! COLE Crowd thought it was over, and so did I! Alf sets up a suplex, but TK blocks! He blocks a second time, and delivers one of his own! Alf rolls over slowly and tags Strutter. COACH And that's where Alf has the advantage, he still has Strutter over there he can tag! Strutter picks up TK, and he and Alf whip him into a corner, but TK comes out with a double clothesline! COLE And TK again with a double clothesline! TK walks over to Alf, then picks him up and delivers a FALLAWAY SLAM~! Alf rolls out to the floor, as TK makes his way over to Strutter. COACH Alf out on the floor here... TK scoops up Strutter, and drills him with the THUNDERBOLT DDT~!!!!!11111 COLE And TK's in the ring, and Strutter is out like a light! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Look at Alf! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Felix Strutter Eliminated by: Thunderkid (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the referee gets Strutter out of the ring, Alf sneaks in behind TK with the ring bell! COLE Alf's got the bell! As TK turns around, Alf brings the bell down onto his head! COLE And Alf rings it! The crowd is going crazy, as the referee turns around... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Got him! COLE And Alfdogg is the sole survivor! ******************************************************** Eliminated: Thunderkid Eliminated by: Alfdogg (pinfall) SURVIVOR: Alfdogg ******************************************************** BUFFER The winner of the match, and sole survivor...ALFDOGG!!!!! COACH And this crowd is loving it, Cole! You may not like how it was done, but the fact is Alf is the survivor! Alf backs down the aisle triumphantly, as TK is just coming around. TK leans over the middle rope, and is just conscious enough to shoot a steely glare at Alf. COLE And TK extremely frustrated, things were going his way, he faced a 2-1 deficit, and had just narrowed it down, when Alf rang his bell, and picked up the win to become the SOLE survivor!

NOVEMBER REIGN The Five Burroughs vs. The West Atlantic Connection Renagade hits, and the crowd boos as Reject leads out the Burrough Boys. COLE Time for a Survivor Series-style match! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following is a ten-man, elimination rules match! Team members can be eliminated by pinfall, submission, disqualification, or countout! Introducing the first team, captained by the OAOAST X Champion, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREJECT, here are the FIVE BURROUGHS! *crowd boos* His teammates include, from Brooklyn, MARIANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! From Manhattan, LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLUTHHHHHHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! From Staten Island, WWWWWWWWWWWALLLLLLLLLLDOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! And from Queens, QUUUUUUUUUUINCCCCCYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! COLE The Five Burroughs, led by Reject, who just ten days ago, became the new X champion, defeating TJ Burns in an outstanding match! COACH Absolutely, and I look forward to a long and rewarding reign! Sweet Home Chicago hits, and Jumbo leads his team out to a nice pop. COLE But tonight, he's got a lot of guys with scores to settle! BUFFER Their opponents, are the WEST ATLANTIC CONNECTION! Captained by JUMBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! *crowd cheers* His teammates include, the team of DENNNNNNNZELLLLLLLL SSSSSSSSSSPENCCCCCERRRRRRRRRRRR, and RRRRRRRRRRRRRRREGGIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE LLLLLLLLAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMONT! The SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPANISHHHHHHHHHHHH FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! And, COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMBIANNNNNNNNNN HHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!! COACH Chicago's not even close to the Atlantic Ocean! What a stupid name for a team! COLE It's not bad, they could have called them "The Teamsters" or something! COACH ...OK, you got me there. COLE In any event, we're about ready to get this baby started! Jumbo's team slides in, and attacks! *DING DING DING* COACH And we ARE ready! All ten men battle it out in the ring as the crowd goes crazy! Quincy knocks Reggie to the floor, then assists Mariano in his battle against Jumbo. Heat and Reject renew their battle, while Fly hammers on Luther and Denzel and Waldo trade blows. Mariano and Quincy double-team Jumbo, eventually sending him to the floor. COLE And Jumbo double-teamed and sent out to the floor! Quincy goes for a PLANCHA~!, but Jumbo catches him! COACH Uh-oh, Quincy's caught! However, Mariano climbs to the top rope and executes a MOONSAULT~!, oohing the crowd, and taking out both men on the floor! COLE Sensational move by Mariano, we'll be seeing a lot of those type moves in this one! Mariano gets up slowly, and starts to hammer on Jumbo. As he does this, Fly knocks down Luther in the ring with a dropkick, then backs into the ropes, and takes out Mariano on the floor with a SOMERSAULT PLANCHA~! COACH You ain't kiddin' about that one! Look at Fly! Fly delivers right hands, while Jumbo recovers and works over Quincy. As this goes on, Waldo backs into the ropes, and Reject BACKDROPS him over the top, right onto the crowd of people! COLE And great teamwork by Reject and Waldo! Reggie climbs into the ring, and takes Reject down with a BICYCLE KICK~! He then tosses him through the second rope to the outside, and follows. Meanwhile, on the other side, Heat hits a flying bodypress to the outside! COLE And now Colombian Heat flies! They're not disappointing with the aerial tactics! COACH You ain't seen nothin' yet, watch this! Luther comes to the corner, springs to the top, and hits a TWISTING SHOOTING STAR PRESS into the mass of people! COLE OUTSTANDING~!!! Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! Luther quickly gets to his feet, only to be met with a baseball slide from Denzel! Denzel then gets to his feet, and meets Luther with a TWISTING PLANCHA~! COACH This is a car wreck out here, Cole! Fly slowly gets to his feet and tosses Luther into the ring. Fly whips Luther into the ropes, but Luther ducks a clothesline, and hits Fly with a spinning wheel kick! Luther KIPS UP~! and poses, to boos. COACH So apparently these are the two legal men, after all that chaos! Luther picks up Fly, and delivers a SNAP JACKHAMMER~! He then climbs to the top rope. COACH Could be time for the FOREST OF ILLUSION~!!!, Cole! Luther attempts his patented DOUBLE 450 SPLASH~!!!, but Fly rolls out of the way! COLE And nobody home! Fly slides to the apron, then waits for Luther to get to his feet. He springs to the top rope, and comes from behind with the FLY SWATTER~!!!111 COLE And we've got a cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH WOW, we've got one gone already! COLE The action is fast-paced and hard-hitting here on November Reign, and we've already got one Burrough down! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Luther Eliminated by: Spanish Fly (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Before Fly can celebrate, however, Waldo jumps in and clotheslines him from behind! Waldo stomps away at Fly on the mat, then picks him up and lifts him in a fireman's carry. COACH Uh-oh, I love this move, Cole! Waldo brings Fly over, and falls back as he delivers a GUTBUSTER~! COLE Fly's abdomen right across the knees of Waldo! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Waldo delivers a snap suplex to Fly, then goes to the top rope. Waldo goes for a senton bomb, but Fly rolls out of the way, and makes the tag to Reggie! COLE And Reggie gets the tag, and it's Reggie and Waldo in the ring! Reggie hammers Waldo in a corner, then whips him into the ropes and catches him with a powerslam! 1... 2... Kickout! Reggie picks up Waldo, and delivers a URIANGE~! Cover... 1... 2... Mariano comes in, and pulls Reggie off! Denzel jumps into the ring and hits Mariano with a jumping scissor kick, knocking him to the mat! Mariano rolls to the floor, then Reggie whips Waldo into a corner! COLE Time for the PAPPY-SHOW~! Denzel grabs Reggie by the arm, and whips him across, as Reggie delivers an AVALANCHE~! Denzel follows with a HANDSPRING ELBOW~! This time, however, Denzel goes straight to the top, as Waldo staggers out and Reggie lifts him in a fireman's carry! COLE And they're looking to eliminate another here! Denzel flies off the top, and Team Jamaica executes the JAMAICAN BOBSLED~!!!111 COLE There it is! 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Wow, this is not going well for Reject's squad! COLE And already, we're down to 5-on-3! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Waldo Eliminated by: Reggie Lamont (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quincy comes in, but Reggie catches him with right hands! Reggie backs Quincy into a corner, and delivers right hands as the crowd counts along! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!! COLE And Quincy in big trouble already! COACH These guys have GOT to get something going here! Reggie tags out to Heat, who climbs in, and delivers a swinging neckbreaker! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE And bear in mind, it's Heat who holds a victory over Reject back at Syndicated in October! COACH Yeah, but that was a month ago, Cole! Let's get with the present, who's packin' the gold? Heat delivers a backbreaker, then tags in Fly, who delivers a guillotine legdrop! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE And now, the Jumbo side starting to really get a tag team flow going! Fly delivers a front dropkick, then tags Denzel in. Denzel hammers with rights, then delivers a foot to the gut, followed by a DDT! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Denzel delivers a vertical suplex, then tags Reggie back in. Reggie allows Quincy to recover, then backs into the ropes...and is caught with a foot to the back of the head by Reject! COLE And Reject with a cheap shot from the outside! Quincy hooks Reggie, and ROLLS THE DICE~! COACH Yeah! COLE Quincy with the TANOOKI SUIT~!, and the cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH NOW we're talkin! COLE They're droppin' like flies, no pun intended! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Reggie Lamont Eliminated by: Quincy (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Speaking of which, Fly springs to the top rope, and hits Quincy with a dropkick from behind, sending him into the ropes! COACH Oh, no! Fly yells out "6-1-9!", then backs into the ropes, and delivers! COLE And there it is! He runs over and tags Jumbo, then dropkicks Reject and Mariano off the apron, as Quincy has landed in perfect position for the XL SPLASH~!!! 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Oh, come on, guys! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Quincy Eliminated by: Jumbo (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jumbo gets up and does a dance, then raises his arms in the air, as Fly hops on his back and raises one arm. COLE And this crowd hasn't stopped since this one began! COACH Is it just Reject and Mariano on the one side now? COLE That's right, it's now 4-against-2! COACH Oh, come on! Fly hops down, and out of the ring, as Mariano slides in and faces off with Jumbo. Jumbo rather easily gets the better of a slugfest, then takes Mariano down with a trapped-arm belly-to-belly! COLE Big belly-to-belly from the big man! He tags in Fly, who climbs to the top rope, as Jumbo tosses him off for a ROCKET LAUNCHER~! COLE And a Rocket Launcher from Jumbo and Fly! 1... 2... Shoulder up! COLE And a kickout! COACH All right, Mariano won't be pinned so easily! Fly goes for an Irish whip, but Mariano reverses. Mariano drops down, then leapfrogs, then Fly delivers a flying headscissors! Mariano comes right back at him, but Fly delivers a drop toehold, then tags in Heat. Fly holds as Heat comes in, and delivers a SHAKY LEG KNEEDROP~! as the crowd noise escalates! COLE And listen to the crowd, they love the West Atlantic Connection! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Heat picks up Mariano, and delivers the BONG HIT~!!! He then tags Fly back in, who runs and climbs to the top rope, with Mariano's feet facing the corner Fly is in. However, Reject can be seen sneaking across the apron, and he shoves Fly off, as Mariano brings his feet up, with Fly landing on them crotch first! The crowd groans audibly, as Fly does a front flip on impact, landing on his back on the mat! COLE Reject with the interference from the outside! COACH Why not? If Fly hit that, he could have been all by his lonesome against four guys! Mariano gets to his feet and hooks Fly, lifting him in a suplex...and drilling him with a SCREWDRIVER~!!! COLE OH MY GOD, a screwdriver delivered my Mariano! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And Spanish Fly is eliminated! Devastating maneuver by Mariano! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Spanish Fly Eliminated by: Mariano (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Again, no time to gloat, as Jumbo is in the ring, and delivers a big clothesline to Mariano! Jumbo picks up Mariano, and sets him on the second buckle, then follows him up, and delivers a SUPERPLEX~! COLE And Jumbo with the big superplex! Jumbo then tags in Heat, who sizes up Mariano as he gets to his feet. COLE And now Heat could be setting up Mariano... Mariano comes to, and takes a wild swing at Heat, which Heat ducks and scoops up Mariano from behind, driving him with the COLOMBIAN NECKTIE~!!!111 COACH Oh, no! COLE And the Colombian Necktie is executed! COACH Kick out, Mariano! 1... 2... 3!!! Reject starts to come in for the save, but stops and slowly climbs through! COACH I don't believe this. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Mariano Eliminated by: Colombian Heat (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE And now look at the scoreboard...it's 3-AGAINST-1!!! Jumbo laughs it up, as he, Heat, and Denzel Spencer stare down Reject across the ring. COLE The odds are NOT looking good at the moment for Reject! COACH Well, one thing Reject does have going for him is that he's fresh! He hasn't been in this match legally yet! COLE Well, he won't have a choice now! Heat and Reject begin exchanging blows, with Heat getting the better of the exchange and backing Reject into a corner. He hammers away, then grabs Reject by the head and begins ramming it into the buckle, as the crowd counts along... 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!! Heat then spins Reject around, and climbs on the second buckle, and the fans count along again, to right hands! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!! Reject is dazed, and falls forward to the mat! Heat covers... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Heat picks up Reject, and whips him into a corner. Heat charges, but runs into feet! COACH See that? PLENTY of fight in Reject! COLE No question about it, that's why he's stuck in the big time as long as he has! Reject picks up Heat and sets him in the corner, delivering a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And a third! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! He then pulls Heat out, and delivers a gutwrench suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject whips Heat across into another corner, and charges, but Heat hops up and comes down with a sunset flip! 1... 2... Kickout! Reject rolls back up to his feet, and floors Heat with a spinkick! COLE And what a KICK from Reject! Reject poses for the crowd, drawing boos. He then picks up Heat, and delivers a snap suplex! He then goes to the top rope. COLE And Reject going upstairs, looking to pull the odds in his favor just a little more! Reject attempts a somersault senton, but Heat rolls out of the way! COLE And nobody home! COACH Heat looking for the tag, and Reject's got to stop him because he can't tag! COLE He's not going to make it! Heat scoots over, and tags in Jumbo! COACH Oh, no! COLE And Jumbo's been waiting some time for this! Jumbo fires off rights and lefts in the corner, then whips Reject across the ring, and delivers an AVALANCHE~! COLE And Reject crushed in the corner! Jumbo keeps him from falling, then whips him into the ropes, and delivers a BIG BOOT~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! Jumbo tags in Denzel, who comes in and hooks Reject, delivering a belly-to-belly! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COLE And imagine if Denzel Spencer could pick up a pinfall on Reject here! COACH That would be the most embarassing loss in the career of Reject! Jumbo tags right back in, as Denzel whips Reject into a corner, then charges. Reject blocks and springs backwards over Denzel, who goes into the corner. Jumbo gets a full head of steam, but Reject sidesteps him, and Jumbo accidentally squashes his partner! COLE And Denzel is crushed, inadvertantly, by his own teammate Jumbo! Jumbo looks at him all concerned-like, until Reject spins him around and delivers the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE EULOGY~! 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And Jumbo is gone! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Jumbo Eliminated by: Reject (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reject runs over and delivers a spinkick to Heat, knocking him off the apron to the floor, then immediately capitalizes on Denzel. COACH Opportunity's a knockin' for Reject here! He slams him in the middle of the ring, then climbs to the top, coming down with a MACHO MAN ELBOW~! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And Reject answers the door! COACH All RIGHT! All evened up! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Denzel Spencer Eliminated by: Reject (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heat is starting to climb back up on the apron, and Reject pulls him inside. He sets him up in the corner, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! He lets Heat come out of the corner, and delivers a running enziguri! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Reject picks up Heat, and delivers a dropkick, sending him out to the floor! He then does the arms outstretched pose, drawing boos. COACH And Reject in total control after facing a 3-1 deficit! He lets Heat get back up onto the apron, then hooks him and suplexes him back inside! COLE Nicely executed suplex, and a cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Reject picks Heat up, and tries to whip him into the ropes, but Heat blocks, twisting the arm, and delivering a foot to the gut. He then goes to the ropes, but Reject hooks him around the waist on his way back, and pushes him into the other side, executing a reverse sunset! 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Reject bounces off the ropes with his chest, and Heat rolls him up on his way back... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject grabs him by the hair, and pulls him over, with Reject ending up sitting on his chest... 1... 2... Heat puts his legs up and rolls him over into a sunset flip... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject delivers a CHOP~! COACH DAY-UM! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! But this time, Heat returns fire! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Reject fires back! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Another delivery by Heat! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Heat backs Reject into the corner, then whips him into the opposite corner, and comes running across the ring with another big CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Reject's legs go right up onto the ropes on impact, and Heat delivers a big blow to the breadbasket to bring him back down! COLE But a lot of fight left in Heat! Reject reverses an Irish whip, and Heat hops up onto the second rope, coming back with a bodypress...but Reject reverses! 1... 2... NO!!! Heat kicks out! COACH Wow, SO close! Heat stays right on Reject, delivering right hands. Reject swings and misses, and Heat delivers an atomic drop, sending Reject over the top and to the floor! Heat then follows with a SOMERSAULT PLANCHA~! COLE And Heat flies through the air! Heat slugs away on the floor, then tosses Reject back into the ring. He sizes Reject up, and delivers the PELE KICK~! COLE Heat scores with the Pele kick! COACH Oh, no, kick out! 1... 2... NO! Reject gets the shoulder up! Heat whips Reject into a corner, and charges, but Reject gets both feet up! He then covers, putting his feet on the ropes! 1... 2... The referee sees Reject's feet on the ropes, and admonishes him, which is followed by Reject stepping through the ropes and yelling at a ringside fan! COLE Now's not the time to be getting distracted by this crowd! COACH Well, that fan obviously stooged off Reject right there, and Reject was just setting him straight! Reject sets Heat up in the corner again, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Reject whips Heat across, but puts his head down, and Heat comes back and hooks Reject in a backslide! 1... 2... Kickout! Heat whips Reject into the ropes, then leapfrogs him, but lands wrong on his knee, and collapses to the mat holding it! COLE Uh-oh, Heat may have suffered an injury here! COACH ...well, I'm not a big fan of Heat, but it'd be a shame to see the match end like this! Reject is held off by the referee for a second, but grabs Heat...who rolls Reject up in a small package! 1... 2... NO! Reject kicks out! COACH Why, that no good... COLE Heat was playing possum! What a move! COACH But Reject's still in there! Reject hits a quick uppercut, knocking Heat to the mat. He then picks Heat up and sends him into the ropes. Heat slides through the legs, then catches Reject with the DRIVE-BY~! Cover... 1... 2... NO!!! Another kickout! Heat whips Reject into the ropes, but puts his head down. Reject delivers a kick, then another foot to the gut, and sets up the PITCH BLACK~!!!111 COLE Could be time for the Pitch Black! However, Heat backdrops out, then goes behind Reject, setting up the COLOMBIAN NECKTIE~!!!!!11111 COLE And a nice reversal by Heat, and he could be looking to end it now! However, as Heat scoops his head underneath, Reject flips back, landing on his feet, then dropping to one knee as Heat turns around, and catches him with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE Reject got the EULOGY~! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! *DING DING DING* COACH YES! COLE And Reject is the survivor! *********************************************************** Eliminated: Colombian Heat Eliminated by: Reject (pinfall) SURVIVOR: Reject *********************************************************** BUFFER The winner of the match, and SOLE survivor...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREJECT!!!!! Reject walks to the back with his arms in the air and a smirk on his face, as Heat starts to come to in the ring. Heat gets to his feet, and the crowd cheers, then begins to chant "HEAT! HEAT! HEAT! HEAT!" COLE Tremendous ovation for Colombian Heat, who put up a hell of a fight, but it wasn't enough in the end! COACH Yeah! Way to go, Reject! COLE Reject faced a 3-to-1 deficit, but he never quit, and he overcame, and he is the SOLE survivor! Plenty of action still to come!

COLE Thanks very much guys. It's great to be working with you once again, and a special hello to the great fans watching at home. Thank you for choosing the OAOAST for your wrestling fix this evening. Michael Cole alongside... COACH TV's sexiest black man. COLE (CONT'D) ...Johnathan Coachman. Huge match-up to kick things off. World tag team titles on the line! NOVEMBER REIGN OAOAST World Tag Team Championship The Heavenly Rockers vs. the Sooner Bruisers "Heart-Shaped Box" blasts over the speakers and the crowd goes wild. The Heavenly Rockers expressionless as they walk alone for the first time in a long time without their manager Holly-Wood. The assigned official for the upcoming match, Nick Patrick, greets Synth and Logan on the way in for some last minute instructions but it's like talking to a wall. COLE You don't think the Heavenly Rockers are prepared for battle? Just look at them. They are in the zone, ladies and gentlemen. COACH They have the outside world blocked out right now, but believe me, they're gonna feel some real pain once the match begins. They're gonna regret their decision to return for another go-around. COLE I seriously doubt that. Synth and Logan came back for 3 reasons: pride, revenge and the tag team championship. Those belts mean more to them than probably any other team who have held the gold before them. It represents hard work and determination. Rulebreaking gets you nowhere. The Heavenly Rockers learned that the hard way. COACH As the old saying goes, "nice guys finish last." And the last time these two teams met, the Heavenly Rockers finished last. The cheers turn to jeers as Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" kicks in. Surprisingly, the Bruisers bypass their usual entrance routine and head straight to the ring. COLE The champions understand the importance of this match. A loss tonight and they become nothing more than a foot note in history. COACH In both teams minds, the ultimate embarrassment is losing to the other. The Sooner Bruisers would rather lose the titles to a couple scrubs than the Heavenly Rockers. * DING * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLLadies and gentlemen, the opening contest at November Reign is for the heavyweight tag-team championship of the world! When the bell rings your referee in-charge of the action, Nick Patrick. Introducing first, the challengers...from Sin City, Las Vegas, Nevada...total combine weight 450 pounds, the greatest rock n wrestling band of all-time and former professional wrestling tag team champions of the world...THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOCKERS! "YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" So focused are the challengers, they don't recognize the support of the crowd. Synth and Logan simply remove their jackets and hurl them over the top rope. Their eyes locked in on the Sooner Bruisers. BUFFER And their opponents...from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, 525 pounds, the reigning and defending tag team champions of the woooooorld...the Man of Tomorrow and the Psycho Gremlin...THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUISERS! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Big Frank and Uber turn their back on the Heavenly Rockers to pose for the hard camera, flexing and howling like only they can. But their opponents are itching to start the match, having waited months to get another shot at the men who put them on the shelf. No longer able to keep their emotions in check, Synth and Logan pounce on the Bruisers! Logan sends Frank crashing into the corner with a running knee to the back, while Synth dropkicks Uber to the outside. The Heavenly Rockers want Big Frank to themselves. The crowd roars as Synth and Logan beat the leftover stuffing out of the Man of Tomorrow! COACH Don't just stand there. Get in there and do something, ref. Nick Patrick finally gets the Heavenly Rockers to ease up on Frank. Synth asking the longtime official for an escort to the corner, which Logan uses as a diversion to give Big Frank a...BELTSHOT~! COLE The Man of Tomorrow just got popped! And apparently--no, has been lacerated! COACH What a horrible job of officiating by Nick Patrick. I can't believe he feel for that. And don't even get me started on that belt shot. Should the Sooner Bruisers lose the match and the titles I sure hope the Heavenly Rockers send Nick Patrick a Christmas card this year, because he gave them a gift. * DING DING DING * The bell officially sounds, but the fight started long ago. Blood flowing out the open wound on his forehead, Frank then experiences the indignity of having his driven face-first into the mat again and again. Adding insult to injury, Logan viciously grinds the Man of Tomorrow's face into the canvas, leaving a splotch of blood behind. Uber slides back in and after Logan, but he's met by Synth and the two trade blows while Logan CHOKES Frank with the tape removed from his wrist! Uber catches Synth with a kick to the gut and tosses him outside, immediately targeting Logan afterwards. Sent off to the ropes, Mann avoids a Soonerline and slides through Uber's legs on the rebound, nailing him with an inverted atomic drop, then clothesline off the ropes. Like a human ping pong ball, Logan bounces from Big Frank and Uber, decking them both with running axehandles and bionic elbows. The Synthmeister gets back in on the act, soaring through the air, leveling the Bruisers with a flying crossbody. Synth kicks Uber out of the ring and exits, leaving Logan all alone with Big Frank. Logan mounts on top of the Man of Tomorrow, recklessly hammering away, so filled with hatred he tries to GOUGE his foes eyes! Screaming like a girl but taking it like a man, Big Frank reaches up and goozlos Mann by the throat! COLE There's something you don't see everyday. A simultaneous eye gouge and choke! Rage in his eyes, beads of sweet dripping off his forehead and onto Frank's crimson mask, Logan fights fire with fire, going to a chokehold as well. Big Frank responds by SPITTING in Mann's face, giving him the opening he needs to sock it to him, baby. In what's turned into a one on one no holds barred fight, Frank looks to smash Mann into the turnbuckle...but Logan gets the boot up and rams the Man of Tomorrow into the buckle instead. Sharpe jabs leave Frank jelly-legged. He's brought out of the corner and fired into the ropes for a back elbow straight to the heart. Another turnbuckle smash rattles the mind and body of Big Frank Bruiser. Logan traps Frank in the corner and, standing on the middle rope, slams his fist into the face! But Frank is able to get his hands through Logan's legs and drops him face-first into the turnbuckle in a modified version of snake eyes. Noticably laboring, Frank rules against tagging out so he can punish his arch rival some more. Forearm smash after forearm smash to the back of the neck, which causes an apparent chain reaction as Logan kicks his leg back and crowns Big Frank's family jewels, so to speak. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!" COLE They may be calling him Lil' Frank after tonight. COACH I'd like to see you run that joke by Big Frank. Something tells me I'd be introduced as the new voice of the OAOAST the day after you'd told him. Big Frank crawls on all fours to his corner and tags Uber. With Logan still slumped in the corner, the Psycho Gremlin charges in and delivers a ring rattling avalanche splash. Uber then hooks Logan for a back suplex...but Mann floats over and rolls him up! ONE... TWO... NO! Uber kicks Logan forward, prompting a blind tag from the Heavenly Rockers. Logan hops over Uber and then leapfrogs him on the rebound, joining Synth on the other side and the two hit their patented DOUBLE SYNCHRONIZED DROPKICK...that barely even fazes the Gremlin, who absords the impact and wipes out both rockers with a singular double Soonerline! UBER Ow, ow, ow, ow...owwwwwww! COLE You'll never confuse that howl with the sound of music, I tell you that. Synth is whipped into the ropes, but Uber sets too soon and is spiked into the canvas with a double-arm DDT...which is no sold! The Psycho Gremlin pops up and hammers Synth, who returns in kind. Then both men unload on each other. Synth holding his own against his much larger opponent. Kick to the gut stuns the Synthmeister, who takes another trip to the ropes...but again hands Uber a surprise, taking him over in a swinging neckbreaker! Synth dropkicks Big Frank off the apron and leaps to the second rope, dropping the elbow down onto Uber's sternum! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Synth looks to isolate Uber in the Heavenly Rockers side of the ring, but the Psycho Gremlin shoots him off to the ropes and bulldozes him to the mat with a shoulder tackle. The Synthmeister stays down as Uber comes off the near side and goes over the top. Criss-Cross ensues. Both men's thunderous footsteps reverberating throughout the arena. Synth outsmarts Uber by changing directions, taking him off his feet with a flying crossbody! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Synth ascends to the top and drills Uber with a flying dropkick! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Synth then makes the mistake of trying to Irish whip Uber, who reverses, causing Synth to tumble over the top to the arena floor after Big Frank pulls down the rope. With Uber distracting the referee, Frank smashes Synth straight back into the guardrail and edge of the apron, then slams him on the floor! COACH Before you go on a rant, Mikey, let's remember what the Heavenly Rockers did to Big Frank earlier. Turnabout is fair play. COLE For once in your life, you're right. I'd be a hypocrite to complain about the Sooner Bruisers methods. An exchanged is made by the champions, and Frank suplexes Synth back inside. But the Man of Tomorrow has no intention of going for a pin, rolling Synth onto his side to grind the knee into the ribs. Frank then deathlocks the legs and yanks back on Synth's head in a crotching bow and arrow-type maneuver. The Synthmeister in tremendous pain, letting out a blood curling scream...but refuses to surrender. "ROCK N ROLL!" "ROCK N ROLL!" "ROCK N ROLL!" Synth pumps his fist to the beat, only to be scoop him up in a pumphandle and dropped onto Big Frank's knee! Frank scoops Synth up again and executes a series of rib breakers before tagging his brother. Frank flips Synth onto his stomach and holds him down as the Psycho Gremlin connects with a HEADBUTT TO RIBS!! COACH The Bruisers opening up the playbook tonight. COLE Who'd have thought you'd see a flying headbutt performed by Uber? Incredible. ONE... TWO... THRE-- KICKOUT! Synth just gets the shoulder up. With ease, Uber presses Synth overhead and slams him to the mat, then whips him into the ropes and wraps him up in a bearhug! Logan shouts encouragement from the Heavenly Rockers corner, drawing a sinister cackle from the Psycho Gremlin. Synth slowly begins to go out of it, his eyes becoming heavy and his arms weak. Nick Patrick raises Synth's arm three times to check how much life is left in the Synthmeister, and on the third dropping Synth raises that arm high and twirls the FINGER OF DEATH~! "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!" COLE Oh, yeah. There's still fight left in him. Punches have zero effect on Uber, but BITING HIM IN THE NOSE does! Synth escapes the bearhug but not the clutches of the Psycho Gremlin, who grabs Synth from behind. The Synthmeister fires a round of elbows to the temple to break loose, spins and throws a kick...but Uber catches the leg. Caught in no man's land, Synth aims high and drills Uber upside the head with an enzurigi, then quickly rolls him up in a small package! ONE... TWO... THREE! NO!!! COLE I, along with thousands of fans jammed inside General Motors Place, thought we had new tag team champions. Synth inches away from regaining the World tag team titles for the Heavenly Rockers. COACH I didn't think the Sooner Bruisers titles were in any danger. Uber obviously slipped on a wet spot in the ring and got tangled up with Synth. No biggie. COLE Wow! Just when I thought you couldn't think of any more lame excuses you come up with that gem. You're truly in a league of your own, Coach. Uber ends any thought Synth may have of making a tag by grabbing ahold of his foot, dragging the Synthmeister to the Sooner Bruisers corner where the champions proceed to stomp the ribs. After a stern warning from the referee, the Bruisers properly execute a tag. Big Frank plants Synth square in the middle of the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Double underhook backbreaker leaves the Synthmeister in excruciating pain. The Man of Tomorrow continues to focus on the ribs, dropping a series of elbows before placing Synth in the LAY-Z-BOY! COACH Is Synth in trouble. I guarantee you he won't be able to get out of this. COLE Never say never. Men have found ways to escape the camel clutch before, you just have to be mentally tough. Logan rallies the crowd behind Synth, who appears on the verge of passing out...but the roar of the crowd gets the adreanline flowing and Synth makes it up on all fours, only to have Frank leap up and crash all his weight onto the ribs! Moments after re-applying the Lay-Z-Boy, Frank is faced with another attempt to break the hold, so he goes back to the air...only to crotch himself on Synth's shins this time! COLE If they weren't little before, they're little now. COACH I give credit where credit's do. Synth had that move well scouted. Big Frank went to the well one too many times. Uber smartly steps in to keep Synth isolated in the Bruiser corner, shoving Logan off the apron in the process. Steaming mad, Logan tries to get him some of Uber, but referee Nick Patrick is there to restrain him, allowing the champions to make an illegal switch. Of course Uber claps him hands behind the ref's back to give the impression a tag was made. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The crowd isn't happy and neither is the referee at first, but the Sooner Bruisers manage to convince him there was a tag, citing the self-tag by Uber. COLE Oh, come now. There is absolutely no way that tag should be allowed. The rulebook clearly states a referee must see the tag to allow it. Now that's bad officiating, Coach. COACH Whether the ref saw it or not, the Bruisers would've easily made the tag anyway. No harm, no foul. Uber brings Synth to his feet and scoops...No, Synth floats over and hits a desperation bulldog! Luckily for the champs, Uber went straight down, preventing any pin attempt, but it opens the door for a Heavenly Rockers tag. Big Frank puts a stop to that, stepping in and slapping the taste out of Logan's mouth, suckering him inside. Logan gives the referee a handful, exactly what the Bruisers hoped for as Frank grabs one of the tag title belts from the timekeeper's table. Uber shakes off the cobwebs and holds Synth up for his brother, Logan Mann going ballistic in the background. * BOOM * "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!" Synth ducks and Frank blasts Uber with the belt, busting him open! Both brothers now lacerated. Shell-shocked, Frank has no time to block the Heavenly Rockers tag! Logan comes in and overwhelms the Man of Tomorrow with a barrage of closed fists and kicks. Irish whip to the far corner, and Mann charges in, driving the back of the elbow into the chiseled physique of Big Frank. He then takes him by the back of the head and sprints to the other side of the ring, hurdling over the ropes to snap Frank's neck off the top cable! Logan climbs back onto the apron and ascends to the heavens, spreading his arms out like an eagle to balance himself...TOP ROPE KNEEDROP! ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Bleeding profusely, Uber makes the save. The Psycho Gremlin gets in a couple of blows on Logan as Nick Patrick gives him an earful. The two argue until Synth comes flying into the picture and tackles him to the ground and out to the floor. Unfortunately, the referee is caught in the crossfire and he too goes out with them. As one fight rages on outside, another continues in the ring. Logan shoves Big Frank against the turnbuckles and SINKS HIS TEETH into the open cut of Frank's! With Mann positioned on the middle rope, Frank lands a LOW BLOW and then a Soonerline. Seemingly in control, Big Frank shoots Logan into the ropes and takes him around the world in a TILT-A-WHIRL...THAT'S COUNTERED INTO A DDT! COLE My God, he hit it! Percussion DDT. We should have new champions, but the referee is down. The referee is down, damnit! Having smacked the floor hard, Nick Patrick remains shaken up. Meanwhile, Synth is handing Uber his ass, hammering him against the steel steps. An ominous sign of what's to come, as Uber hurls him into the ringpost, knocking the Synthmeister out cold. Inside the ring, Logan counts his own fall. 1... 2... 3! :headbang: The fans bang their heads in celebration, but the fall doesn't count, and Logan knows it. Unbeknowst to him, Uber has climbed to the top rope on his blindside, tag belt in hand. The Psycho Gremlin flies...and smashes the belt into the back of Mann's head! He places Frank on top and helps the referee back in. Despite being halfway across the ring, Patrick has a good look at the shoulders and counts... ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * COLE Son of a bitch! "Frankenstein" hits, as the fans begin to pettle the ring with debris. Uber intercepts the belts on the hand off from Michael Buffer to Nick Patrick, jumping back in to celebrate the victory with his brother. The World tag team champions looking the worse for wear, having both been lacerated. BUFFER The winners of the match and STILL OAOAST tag team champions... THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUISERS! COLE I feel bad for the Heavenly Rockers. They had this match stolen right out from under them. They had the match won. Logan had Frank down for at least a 10 count, but there was no referee. COACH And why was that? Because Synth took him down. COLE By accident. COACH Hey, whatever. The point is, he let his emotions get in the way and it ultimately came back to bite them in the ass. This New Year's Day, there won't be a GM in control... COLE AXEL SLAM! AXEL SLAM! ...no authority figure in control... IT'S ANGLESAULT~?!?!??! ANGLESAULT IS HERE ON HELDDOWN~! ...no recently divorced pseudo celebrities in control... **THIS ANNECDOTE REMOVED FOR LEGAL REASONS** ...because, this New Year... ANGLESAULT YOU'RE gonna be in control! It's the first ever, completely interactive event in OAOAST history, where YOU decide the challengers, the challenges and the stipulations! ANGLESAULT All with the power of your interweb machines! *NEW YEAR'S SPECTACULAR: MAINFRAME MONDAY!* January 1st, 2007; Daytona Beach, Florida