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The match you thought you'd never see... ...on a night that will be... ETCHED IN STONE! ANGLEMANIA VI DREK STONE vs. ZACK MALIBU Promotional Artwork courtesy of Patty O'Green

If I'm thinking of the spot you're talking about, the belt was still wrapped around Ned's fist, that's why it looks like it re-appeared out of nowhere. I should've done a better job explaining that. Secondly, you're absolutely right about the backdrop onto the guardrail spot. After checking the match again, I remembering telling myself to delay Simon's return to action to sell the spot, but when you're sitting down for over two hours trying to get a match done it slipped my mind. That was one of the few spots I had written before going back and adding the rest, so sometimes things can read a little funny if it slips by. To really finish off my feedback this time... Who wrote the Okatu, Brock/Team Heyross segment? Was that MMoM? If so, that was probably the best segment he's ever written, almost as if he's becoming more comfortable with the OAOAST style of writing. Easy to read.

Patty, you know the drill. You're the only man I'd allow to touch my work. At least when it doesn't concern Black T, because only Eski can then. [b]IF YOU MISSED ANGLEMANIA V...[/b] [quote]Logan Mann piledriving Ned Blanchard on the guardrail leaned up against the ring apron is shown from various angles, before turning into a still picture "courtesy of OAOAST Magazine" of Logan covering Ned for the 1-2-3 followed by the official announcement. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, history has been made. The winners and NEW OAOAST tag team champions of the world... the HEAVENLYYYYYY RRRROOOOOOOCKERRRRSSSS! * STYLISH CLIP JOB * LOGAN Cut the music. There's something I wanna say. We didn't just win the tag belts for us, but for our fans as well. And there's one special fan Synth and I would like to thank, especially yours truly, "Wild Child" Logan Mann. And that's Holly-Wood! Over a year ago Holly became our publicst and eventually my girlfriend. In that year we've been through a lotta ups and downs, but we stuck together. Now it's time for us to be stuck together FOREVER! That line grabs everybody's attention, particularly Holly's, especially when Logan gets down on a knee to everyone's surprise. COLE All right, Logan! LOGAN Holly... Holly... COLE Do it, Logan. Say it. Ask her the question. LOGAN (CONT'D) ... Will [i]you[/i] marry [i]me[/i]? COLE He did it! COLE & CABOOSE :lol: CABOOSE Attaboy, Mann. On the verge of tears Holly nods his her head and says... HOLLY YES! COLE & CABOOSE SHE SAID YES!! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" "Heart-Shaped Box" cues up once more with a hug and a kiss from Holly. COLE What a night! We have new tag team champions and an in-ring marriage proposal.[/quote] [b]CATCH ENCORE PRESENTATION TO SEE ONE OF THE MANY MOMENTS THE WORLD IS BUZZING ABOUT![/b] [img=http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/4824/am52hx.gif] [b]THE ENCORE PRESENTATION AIRING ALL THIS WEEK![/b] CUT TO: "MEAN" GENE OKERLUND at our backstage interview position. GENE It was a jubilant atomsphere backstage Sunday night after the Heavenly Rockers captured the World tag team championship from the New New Midnight Express. While AngleMania has come and gone, the mania surrounding the OAOAST certainly has not. 3 individuals who had a big night at AngleMania and who will be apart of Living Angleously, April 30th, are my guests at this time... new One and Only Anglesault Thread tag team champions The Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood! SYNTH (Off-Screen) Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh! It's backstage at AngleMania all over again as an overly exuberant Synth flies into view playing air guitar with his tag belt while Logan and Holly -- or Lolly to be cute -- enter hand and hand. For the first time in months, a smile is splashed across the face of Holly, the engagement ring on her finger sparkling under the bright lights and nearly blinding Mean Gene as she snuggles up against Logan, carassing the tag belt around his waist. LOGAN You keep rubbing that magic lamp and it won't be a genie [i]coming[/i], girl. * KISS * :wub: GENE Oh-ho-ho! It's great to see you guys having fun again after all that has gone down in the last year. Let me start by offering you my congratulations on becoming the NEW World tag team champions at AngleMania. Your match was... * SPARKLE, SPARKLE * GENE (CONT'D) ... Would somebody please dim the damn lights a bit!? I could go blind. SYNTH Ain't you supposed to follow the light when you see it? GENE Y-You don't think my time has come? (looks up in the heavens) Don't take what I said at the Hall of Fame literally. I'm too young to die! LOGAN Nobody is dying. That light comes from the reflection of the ring I gave Holly. Take a look at it, Gene. Ain't it something? GENE My word, look at the size of that rock. In a funny little bit, Logan puts his SUNGLASSES on Gene for protection. LOGAN I think you need these more than me. GENE (chuckles) Well I'll be... Can we get a shot of that? Holly proudly holds out her left hand to flaunt her HEART-SHAPED RING. GENE How fitting. A heart-shaped diamond ring. What a beauty. Congratulations on your engagement. LOLLY Thank you, Gene. Logan and Holly laugh after replying at the same time, then kiss. Awwww. GENE If you don't mind my asking, when's the wedding? LOGAN My girl is gonna be a summer bride, Gene. GENE So what are we looking at then -- our July pay-per-view event, AngleSlam or in front of a national television audience on HeldDOWN~!? HOLLY Uh, we aren't getting married on OAOAST television. Have you ever seen a wedding on a wrestling show? GENE I've been to my fair share, yes. LOGAN Then you know why Holly and I won't be getting married on TV. It ends in disaster, Gene. SYNTH Ain't no friends of the Synthmeister gettin' a corba as a wedding present, son. That shit be whacked to the weeds. GENE Well, love is a battlefield. But I'm sure it'll be a beautiful wedding wherever you decide to hold it. I--I am invited, aren't I? HOLLY Of course. GENE I'm sure my friends at the Enquirer will be happy to hear that. SYNTH, LOGAN & HOLLY :huh: GENE Just kidding. Anyway, getting back to AngleMania. That had to be one of the most physcially matches I have personally ever witness in my 30-plus years in this great sport. You promised the war between yourselves and the New New Midnight Express would end with the blood of Sarcastic Simon's and Narcissistic Ned's on your hands and you delivered on that promise. LOGAN Just like we delivered on our promise to win the tag titles. If you would've told me 7 months ago I'd be standing here 4 days after AngleMania holding the tag team championship with my best friend and engaged to the woman of my dreams, I would've thought you were a guy who must've hung out with us -- me and Synth -- early in our careers because you had to really be trippin' to say that. But here we are post-AngleMania with the tag belts. And it was 7 months ago that our hopes and dreams of doing just that were shattered one fateful summer night inside a steel cage. That was the night the New New Midnight Express, Jim Cornette, the South Central Militia and Shaynne attacked us 3. I'm not really good with details, but it also may have been the night I couldn't tell Holly how I really felt about her after she blew up on me for not picking up her not-so-subtle hints about getting hitched because the words "I love you" just couldn't come out of my mouth. We males are known to have that problem every now and then, you know. Then to see Synth go down, followed by Holly... it consumed my heart and soul with sin. The only feeling I knew after that was hate! Hate for the men who did the Heavenly Rockers and Holly wrong! Hate for the New New Midnight Express! Hate for Jim Cornette! Hate for the South Central Militia and that whore of a sister Shyanne! But that was all lifted at AngleMania. The Heavenly Rockers got the last laugh. Not only did we take the tag team titles but we also ran our most hated rivals out of town! And Holly-Wood showed Jim Cornette and Shyanne why revenge is a dish best served with Percussion and a piledriver for desert! GENE Now that you're the World tag team champions, gentlemen, every team from around the world will be knocking at your door for a title shot. And the first team to openly issue a challenge to you are the very men you defeated to go onto AngleMania by winning the 2006 Anderson Cup, the Sooner Bruisers. SYNTH Ain't no problem wit dat. Anytime, any place. As the old saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility. We haven't been known for our great responsibility in the past, but we ain't oblivious to the opposite of fiction teams are gonna be dropping by our crib asking for a title shot. The Heavenly Rockers know what it be like to knock at the front door of the champs only for them not to open even though you knows they inside. Well, every tag team knocking at our door will get to come inside because we plan on giving everyone who wants a shot at the belts their chance. Ain't gonna be duckin' no one. LOGAN So sayeth the Heavenly Rockers! GENE Yes, siree! Back to you at Sofa Central.

I think we found ourselves a feedback format that works. Look at all this feedback. AngleMania truly brings the world together. Which is why you vote "Yay" on AngleMania VI. * cheap plug * The matches that could happen that night (I know of at least 3 that could; two that will) would make this feel like a grand spectacular some left V was lacking. To finish what I have left... EDIT: Notice I have Otaku-Brock left to read, so I'll edit that in after I read it. VX vs. C-Heat: A very long but otherwise good match. I guess if you're gonna go long might as well do it at AM. Always enjoy the use of graphics in PR's matches, really adding to the presentation of the show. There also wasn't a need to have the "Opening Match" text since there was a match graphic. But that's really nitpicking. I'm cool with that for HD. In a show that could've used some promos or "ads" to transition into other matches (the Heavenly Rockers promo this week would've been for AM if I wasn't so damn tired after writing the tag match), PR's promo was a welcome addition. The "donkey raping shit-eater" comment had me rolling. Like Hoff said, if PR could just cut back on the Rock-isms, etc, his character could really be something. COD vs. CW/Bo: I love COD's pics. Krista with a mic for no reason never fails to bring a smile to my face. You know, Patty and I talked about how many of the women characters under are control come off weak, but we forgot they're also highly successful. Krista is sucessful with fitness products, Holly as a publicst, and now Alix with her cookie products. Awesome match. So good it needed two posts! It could've sucked but the entrances alone would have saved it. Poor Maya. She's gonna wind up a porn star when she grows up. Hell, Leon Rodez might become this generation's Ron Jermey and do a film with her when he's in his 40s and she's in her late teens/early 20s. I mean, would you like Krista and Ned as your parents? Reject vs. TK: Unlike Patty, I'm not hip with the culture, so most of these bands I have no idea who they are. But Kiss... I know KISS. Another good match here. Then again, I couldn't tell you what a bad match is. Well maybe I could, but not at AM. Everybody brings their A game for AM. Reject with the W. Alf's done a pretty good job with Reject's turn. Two for the Money: What can I say? The awesomeness continues. Zack really knows how to break it. Could you imagine him, Patty, KC, NYU and Hoff ever working on a match together, like War Games or something that requires multipule writers? The greatness involved would suck all the oxygen in the air, leaving us little writers to die a slow death. 24/7 Title: Only complaint is the one many have brought up over the finish. Other than that, good stuff.

The way this is written, it's better if it goes on sometime after the Heavenly Rockers promo. Michael Cole is with Jim Cornette at Sofa Central. As you'd expect, a look of disappoint is on etched on the face of James E., his tag team no longer apart of the OAOAST after losing their match at AngleMania. COLE Earlier tonight we heard from the new World tag team champions, The Heavenly Rockers. Unlike them, the man we're about to hear from didn't have a happy ending to his night. I'm talking about James E. Cornette, the now FORMER manager of the New New Midnight Express. It wasn't a good night for you and your men at AngleMania, Jim. CORNETTE Oh, shut up, Michael Cole! The wrestling world is still in mourning over the events of AngleMania V as my Midnight Express, quite possibly the greatest version of the most successful tag team franchise our sport has ever seen and the first 3-time OAOAST tag team champions went down in defeat to the Heavenly Rockers. Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned may have gone down, but they went down like men -- fighting to the very end. Both teams paid the price to end the longest battle in OAOAST history. They gave up their bodies and pints of blood that will keep Donald Trump's blood supply in stock for the next 5 years for bragging rights and the World tag team championship. Synth may be stupid enough to tell a girl if he could rearrange the alphabet he'd put S-T-D together, and Logan may not know a wristlock from a wrist watch, but I'm about to do something I thought I'd never do. I'm gonna give credit where credit is due. The Heavenly Rockers did something I didn't think was possible when they managed to come back from all the adversity, all the mind games we put them through to win the tag titles. Certain teams would've folded from all the pressure but they didn't. And let's not forget the accomplishments of the New New Midnight Express. Of course many would argue they wouldn't have gotten as far as they did without my expertise, and they're right, but the men I allowed to carry the tradition of the Midnight Express deserve a little credit. But the past is the past. Out with the old and in with the new. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the team I, Jim Cornette, will lead to the World tag team championship... Moe Wallace and Vincent Santana, the SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA! CABOOSE How soon we forget. Jim Cornette not wasting anytime filling the void left by the departure of the New New Midnight Express. Without the presence of Shyanne, the South Central Militia walk to the ring with that bad ass swagger of theirs -- getting up in people's faces and stealing little kids' candy as they near Sofa Central, where they're greeted by a giddy Jim Cornette. COACH And there they are, 'Boosey. Moe Wallace and Vinny Santana, baby. The team James E. will led to the tag titles just like he did the N-N-M-X. COLE Well, I'm not sure how Jim Cornette Enterprises stockholders will feel about the team you've taken on, but they're certainly big and bad. MOE Big and bad is right, metrosexual bitch! And we's just about ready to bust heads because the S-C-M ain't in the most pleasant of moods. My lil' sis Shyanne is resting at home recovering from a DDT she got from that golddiggin', no good, scandalous ass, trifiling, chicken headed, flat assed, jezebel tramp of a whore Holly-Wood. So me and not-my-cousin Vinny got all the provocation in the word to bust down Synth's and Logan's door and beat the crap outta them like we from the LAPD while we pound the crap outta the bitch who took out Shyanne. But if you don't mind, Cole, there's somebody in this area we wanna beat the crap outta first. So go ahead and give us fifty feet.... * DOUBLE WHAMMY * "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" An unsuspecting Jim Cornette is floored by a pair of sucker punches from Moe and Vinny! Smacked back into 1984, Cornette is helpless as he's thrown into the ring and assault by TELESCOPIC BATONS. If it's any consolation, Jim Cornette's beating is quick but very painful as he's whipped to the ropes and drilled with the simultaneous SPEAR/FLYING FOREARM double-team maneuver called THE JAILBREAK! Pleased with their work the S-C-M exit while officials and first aid attendents enter the ring. COLE What the hell was that all about? This was the last thing I expected to see. We gotta take a break. We'll be back.

I just want to see how much interest there would be in one of the true "money matches" the OAOAST has left. Think of it as our version of Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels.

Interview with the new tag team champions, The Heavenly Rockers

I agree. Probably would've happened if I wasn't so damn tired after spending a good chunk of Sunday afternoon writing the match. For you old school fans out there, Logan's "Holly... Holly" line was a wink and a nod to Randy Savage's on-screen proposal to Miss Elizabeth back in the day, which is what got me to have Logan propose in the first place. That just popped into my head one day and I thought it would be a great way to finally blow off the NNMX-HR feud, so I started dropping hints of Holly wanting to get married last summer. Yes, foreshadowing. It's a little something I love. Anyway, more feedback. I like what's gone down so far, with guys commenting on what they've already read. Show Before The Show: I'm sorry to say I didn't have a chance to read last week's HD so I could work on my AM match (yeah, that didn't work out as planned; started on Sunday!), so I don't know if Melody and Jade formed some kind of a friendship. That said, I absolutely loved their commentary. It felt like two girlfriends who have never watched professional wrestling before in their lives getting hammered while making random observations of what they're seeing. Mister Warrior's return and elimination was awesome. If somebody had to throw him out I'm glad it was Team Heyross. As for the battly royal, I'm gonna piggyback on the comments made by Zack and NYU because I can't say it any better. But I'll say this, The Triple Threat doing the old Demolition trio of tongues was a major mark out moment for me. Alfdogg vs. Peter Knight: The ME was more of a wrestling match than I thought it would be; I figured it would mostly be a brawl but was pleasantly surprised to see otherwise. I think PK is right in saying this was the best match he's ever written because that's what I felt after reading it. When I saw the line about Axel needing to teach Earl how to count, I thought there might be a play on Montreal only with a face coming out to prevent that from happening. Then SJ gets involved?! Damn, I forgot about his promise to be at AM. Honestly, I kinda groaned when I read that at first, but as I kept reading I warmed up to what was going down. If this was real, you'd have a bunch of screaming smarks bitching over PK no selling the back work (of the Sharpshooter) and hitting the Knightmare. But it isn't real, baby! Thumbs up to the ME. And all hail the new champion, Alfdogg. A great comeback story. Congrats, Alf. You deserve it. Wait until what's possibily in store for next year. You'll see what I mean. Match of the Night: Drek Stone & Hoff vs. Black T (Yes, I'm already giving it away. Let's see if I get wowed by another match as I continue to leave feedback) Line of the Night: -- "Mel and Marv, sharing a Dick. So many jokes, yet so little time." -- Melody

Like Masked Man, I, too, have been skimming through the show and though it may sound bias, IMO, the Match of the Night goes to the tag team match NYU wrote featuring Black T vs. Hoff and Drek Stone. Just an epic battle between 2 of the greatest singles competitors in OAOAST history going up against perhaps the best tag team in OAOAST history. Other quick comments... In a show of continuity that would make Zack blush (because he's usually the one who brings up storylines and gimmicks from OAOAST's past), KC broked out the old "Show Before The Show" pre-game. Great opening that I originally intended to use last year after Popick used it the year before, but then NYU came in at the last minute and gave AM IV a true opening. I had saved the original for this year, before Axel came on to do the PPVs, but I couldn't find it when he asked if anybody had written an opening for him. And beating on Jesse was a sure-fire way to get heat. More thoughts to come later.

Patty, if you'd like to add anything to the Lifetime portion at the end, feel free. And for those who don't get it, that's a joke about Logan's marriage proposal at the end. * DING DING DING * BUFFER The following contest is the unsanctioned loser leaves town match for the tag team championship of the world! When the bell rings the referees in charge of the action are senior official Earl Hebner and Nick Patrick. Are you ready? Wrestling fans, ARE...YOU...RRRREADY? Then for the thousands in attendence here at the beautiful Trump Plaza and Casino... ladies and gentlemen, LLLLLLLET'S GET READY TO RRRRUMBLLLLLE! The lights go funky as "Heart-Shaped Box" begins blaring over the loud speakers. The arrival of Synth and Logan, clad in black jeans and Las Vegas Outlaws jerseys, sparks a big pop for the duo looking to fullfill a promise they made to their publicst and girlfriend of Logan Mann -- win the tag team championship. BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers...from Sin City, here is the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time, the 2006 Anderson Cup champions... the HEAVENLYYYYYY RRRROOOOOOOCKERRRRSSSS! COLE The Heavenly Rockers come into this match with heavy hearts. For the past year they have been subjected to abuse from the New New Midnight Express and Jim Cornette. It all stems from when Jim Cornette conned the Heavenly Rockers into signing J.C.E. with promises of tag title shots, cross-promotion with various media outlets just so he could suck them dry of the riches they were pulling in from their records. It was also with the urging of Jim Cornette that he got the Heavenly Rockers to fire Holly-Wood, the one person who saw through his lies. When the Heavenly Rockers finally found out the truth about J.C.E. they and Holly managed to patch things up. That's when it really got heated between the two sides, a war that will end tonight with the loser leaving the OAOAST. COACH And it won't get any easier for whomever comes out on top because the Sooner Bruisers, the Anderson Cup runner-up, have already challenged the winner. It should be them here tonight, not the Heavenly Rockers. CABOOSE Let's not get into that again, Coach. But I do concur with your statement, the Sooner Bruisers deserve a title match. A small pop goes up in the air as "Chase" hits, which immediately is overwhelmed by the venom those in attendence hold for the 3 men making their way to the ring. His trademark tennis racket in one hand, the guitar his team took from Holly-Wood's home on the other, Jim Cornette leads Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned to the ring, both of whom are also in street clothes for this unsanctioned match. BUFFER And their opponents...being led to the ring by their manager, the legendary James E. Cornette... the World tag team champions, the NEW NEW MID-NIGHT EXXXXXPRESSSSSS! Simon and Ned stop near ringside to remove their championship belts, exchanging words with the Heavenly Rockers in the process. Once the belts are removed their attempts to enter the ring are stalled as Synth and Logan wait with smiles on their faces, pysching the champions out. Jim Cornette calls his boys down for a team meeting, concluding with a chant of "champs" on 3. Simon and Ned again stop before entering the ring as the Heavenly Rockers still have that sinister smile etched on their faces, drawing the ire of fans quickly tiring of the champions stall tatics, which plays right into the hands of the NNMX as they use the opportunity to jaw with irate fans ringside. The referee outside, Nick Patrick, tells Simon and Ned it's time to get it going but they ignore his request. Having had enough, an impatient "Wild Child" Logan Mann runs up the turnbuckles and hammers Ned Blanchard with a double axe-handle smash from the top to the arena floor! Logan pumpels Blanchard until Simon pulls him off and throws him up against the guardrail. Simon turns to the ring to search for a weapon and gets wasted by a SUICIDE DIVE from Synth, sending the Sultan of Sarcasm stumbling over the body of Logan! Now back on his feet Ned subjects Logan to a stomping, kicking him right in the heart. Logan fights back, grabbing Ned's leg and after returning to his feet drives Blanchard into the edge of the ring apron, where he proceeds to wail away on the Handsome Hustler. In the aisleway, Simon and Synth brawl themselves, whipping each other into the guardrails. Leaned up against the rail with Simon's right hand around his throat, Synth jabs a fan's Los Diablos "devil horn" mask into the eye of Simon and slams him on the thin piece of carpeting on the arena floor. Just feet away Ned and Logan are involved in a heated slugfest, punching and chopping each other wildly, with the Wild Child getting the best of the Handsome Hustler. The roar of the crowd gets louder and louder as Mann beats Blanchard all the way down to the seat of his pants. Those roars turn into concern as Jim Cornette BLASTS Logan with the RACKET! But the adrenaline flowing through Mann's body absords the blow. Logan dramatically whips his head around and stares Cornette directly in the eyes, causing James E. to just about wet his pants as Logan chases him around the ring. COLE Get him, Logan! COACH How can you say that? James E. isn't apart of the match. He's just a poor defenseless manager. CABOOSE With a tennis racket as a weapon. Down the stretch they come, James E. in the lead but Logan closing in fast. Cornette rounds the corner and hides behind Ned, who, having removed his BELT, clotheslines Logan with his belt and begins CHOKING him out with it. Ned then wraps the belt around his fist and gets ready to drive the point of the buckle into the head of Mann when Synth pulls him off and rams him face-first into the STEEL STEPS! Again. And again! Synth panders to the crowd as he looks to send Ned into the steps a fourth time, but it's he who gets sent into the steel, smacking his head on the RINGPOST following a Sarcastic Simon running knee to the back. Simon scoopes a [color=#FF0000][b]BLOODY[/b][/color] Synth up and tosses him inside the squared circle. Ned, positioned outside, holds the Synthmeister's right arm out as Simon drives the knee into the outstretched arm! COLE Synth writhing in pain as the tag team champions focus now switches to that twice broken arm. COACH The Heavenly Rockers wanted it this way. They made such a big deal about spilling the blood of Sarcastic Simon's and the Handsome Hustler's and who's the one bleeding? Here's a hint: it ain't Simon or Ned, baby boy. Simon paint-brushes the bloody Synthemeister before he and Ned send him off to the ropes, taking him over with a double hip toss into short-arm scissors. They crank back on the arms, laughing at the painful agony Synth is experiencing while Jim Cornette tells the timekeeper to ring the bell. Vince McMahon he isn't, as the timekeeper refuses to do so. In addition to that, while his back is turned, James E. misses Logan crash down onto both Midnights with a springboard crossbody! CABOOSE We may have a double pin! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Logan might not have gotten the pinfall but he's got the next best thing -- he's on top of Ned Blanchard. He peppers the face of the Handsome Hustler with closed fists, even going as far as to BITE him! Simon gets out from under the legs of Logan holds him up for Ned. Blanchard re-wraps the belt around his fist and hits the ropes for added momentum, but hits the wrong man as Logan torques his head to the left and it's Simon who gets drilled in the face with the point of the buckle! "YEEEAAAHHHHH!" COLE Ned hits his own partner! CABOOSE Who's now a bloody mess himself. If you didn't believe that, you would after we get a close-up of Singleton's bloody face as he crawls to the corner and rests his head on the bottom rope. Blanchard, meanwhile, turns around and gets knocked out by a wicked~ left hook! But instead of going for the pin, Logan wants to hurt the Midnights some more. He summons Synth to pick Simon up as he does the same with Ned, and then they ram the Midnights heads together for a meeting of the minds! The rockstars-turned-wrestlers isolate the Midnights in separate corners and climb onto the second rope as they drive their fists into the skulls of Simon and Ned, teaching the crowd how to count in a Romanian accent! 1... * BLAH * 2... * BLAH * 3... * BLAH * 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10! And for those who love to take a walk on the darkside, Synth bites the bloody forehead of Simon and gets blooded splattered all over his mouth and chin. Then licks it off! Ewwwwww! The Midnights fall to their knees and continue to get the shit beaten out of them, with Logan telling Ned "I'm gonna make you bleed, bitch!" But he won't get the chance to at this time, as Ned grabs the top of his jeans and throws Mann out to the floor. Logan tries to quickly slide back in, but a vicious kick in the face knocks him back out to the floor. With Synth still hammering Simon to a bloody pulp, Ned runs up behind the Synthmeister and nails him with the 90210 enzurigi! Blanchard exits the ring as Simon makes the cover, a weak drape of the arm across the chest. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! While Synth and Simon are down in the ring, Ned unleashes hell on Logan, whipping him so hard into the guardrail it flips Mann into the crowd! Security storm the area to keep the fans at bay as Ned climbs over the railing and clotheslines Mann to the ground. He takes a sip out of a fan's -- female, FYI -- beers and spills the rest on Logan, arrogantly kicking him upside the head. As he seemingly gets off on what he's seeing, the Handsome Hustler smiles as he scoopes Logan up and suplexes him on the concrete floor! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! A big cheer goes up inside Trump Plaza as Logan gets his shoulder up before Nick Patrick's hand slaps the concrete a third time. The belt still wrapped around Blanchard's hand, Ned cradles Logan's head and repeatedly drives the fist into the face of Mann, [color=#FF0000][b]busting him open[/b][/color] from the point of the buckle to the head. COACH Baby! Baby! Baby! Guess who's bleeding now? Need a hint? Logan Mann, kiddo. COLE The Handsome Hustler has drawn first blood on Wild Child. What's going on inside the ring, you ask? The longest chokehold known to man. Singleton finally breaks to remove the turnbuckle pad in the corner, where he tries to ram Synth into the steel bolt, but Synth puts up the boot and blocks it. Simon is about to go in face-first when he responds with an elbow strike to the ribs, then smashes Synth's arm down on the steel bolt! The Synthmeister goes down in a heap, clutching the arm. Outside, Logan is sent into the guardrail with such force the railing pops open. The security already down there do a great job in blocking off the area so it doesn't become the Texas/Mexico border. Blanchard picks up the busted guardrail and slams it across the back of Mann. Simon calls for his partner to toss him a CHAIR, and Ned does just that, but overshoots Simon and the chair falls into the hands of Synth! Synth jabs the chair into the midsection of Singleton and front facelocks the head for a DDT, but Simon drives him into the exposed corner and brings him back out, hitting the single-arm DDT he calls DIVORCE COURT ON THE STEEL CHAIR! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! Simon puts his hands on his head in frustration. What more can I do, he's thinking. Jim Cornette can't believe it either, taking out his disbelief on Earl Hebner, saying that was a slow count. Ned sets the guardrail up against the ring apron outside, throwing Logan into it and grinding his bloody face into the rusty railing. Simon has his own little thing going on inside the ring, using the athletic tape around his wrists to tie Synth to the top rope. Fortunately for Synth, his squirming around prevents Simon from taping both hands to the rope, giving him some sort of defense as Simon tries to bash his skull with the chair. Back out on the floor, Ned has grabbed ahold of another chair and with Logan lying on the guardrail swings for the fences, but Mann moves and the reverberation from steel hitting steel causes Ned to drop the chair and shake off the fingers. In the ring, Simon gets in a few jabs before hitting the ropes and charging at Synth with the chair cocked, only for Synth to low his shoulder and BACKDROP SIMON OVER THE TOP AND ONTO THE GUARDRAIL OUTSIDE!!! COLE That's the damnest Slip 'n' Slide I've ever seen. Sarcastic Simon sliding down the guardrail after being backdropped from the ring. Oh, my! Synth frees his taped hand from the ropes as Ned sprints around the ring and enters from Synth's blindside, clotheslining the Synthmeister as he turns around. Blanchard celebrates his feat when he, too, is leveled by a clothesline as he turns around, causing the Handsome Hustler to 360 in the air! Logan quickly picks Ned up and sets him on the top turnbuckle, going up to the second rope himself. But just as Logan places Blanchard in a front facelock, Simon clubs him from behind and delivers a back suplex. Ned straddles the turnbuckle, resting, as Simon attempts to brand his footprint on Mann's chest. Synth shows Simon he isn't the only one who can sneak up on somebody, sending Simon on another trip over the top rope. Simon didn't land on anything guardrail this time, but he does get walloped by a CORKSCREW PLANCHA! Jim Cornette waddles over and bashes the racket across the back of the Synthmeister, taking care of him for the time being. Meanwhile, Blanchard and Mann are about ready to get physcial again, as both men shake off the cobwebs as they rise up. Perched on the middle turnbuckle, the Handsome Hustler times his leap perfectly and jumps off as Logan turns to face him...and gets caught coming down in a bearhug! Logan slingshots Ned to the corner, where Blanchard strikes his head on the ringpost! Ned staggers out of the corner towards the center of the ring, jelly-legged and all. Logan hits the near side and grabs the back of Blanchard's head, driving him to the corner and RAMMING NED'S FACE INTO THE EXPOSED STEEL TURNBUCKLE BOLT as he leaps over the top rope onto the apron Randy "Macho Man" Savage style! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" COACH Oh, no! Ned is bleeding! COLE And boy, is he bleeding. CABOOSE It's like a fountain of blood. Ned's blond hair quickly turns crimson red as the blood continues to pour out of his forehead. Logan remains in the corner, watching with the rest of those in attendence as Ned struggles to get up, an evil glee in his eyes. Suddenly, Mann falls flat on his face. The camera pulls out to reveal Simon holding onto Logan's legs. Every male watching winces in unison as Simon pulls Logan's legs in, crotching him in the ringpost! Cornette helps Singleton place the ring steps to his liking, removing the top deck and placing the bottom deck near the timekeeper's table, then hops up on the apron himself. COLE What's Cornette doing? CABOOSE So much for him being a "poor, defenseless manager," eh, Coach? He's been getting involved throughout the match. COACH Can you blame him, 'Boosey? The man has got A LOT to lose. The fans rise as one after Simon slams Logan on the steel steps and climbs up to the top. With Cornette serving as the launcher, he blasts Simon off the top and down onto...THE STEEL STEPS!!! COACH DAYUM~! COLE Synth moved Logan out of the way! Synth decks Cornette and steps inside the ring, pulling himself up onto the middle turnbuckle as Ned remains down mid-ring. SECOND ROPE ELBOW DROP! COACH Oh, my God! No! ONE... TWO... THREE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH! COLE He kicked out. Blanchard kicked out! How did he do it? The man has lost a lot of blood; he may have a concussion as well. CABOOSE Everything is on the line -- pride, money, the tag titles and their careers. It's a tough sport, but I fear for these men. Nobody is going to go down easily. Perhaps to the death. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE What's this?! COACH Back-up power, baby boy! The SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA and SHYANNE hit the ring and attack the Heavenly Rockers. Cornette jumps for joy on the outside, a new lease on life for his Midnights. Having been involved in a grueling fight, Synth and Logan are no match for a fresh SCM. Cornette pyschs his boys up as the SCM beat the stuffing out of the Heavenly Rockers with slapjacks. Vincent scrapes Logan off the mat and holds him up for Marcellus, who cocks his slapjack back... "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" ...only to run into the SOONER BRUISERS! The Sooners and SCM duke it out in the ring until the action spills out on the floor and into the crowd. With Logan down on a knee, his back turned from the action, Jim Cornette sneaks up behind Mann with his TENNIS RACKET in hand. The crowd ERUPTS again as HOLLY-WOOD sprints into the ring and KICKS CORNY IN THE GROIN AND GIVES HIM A DDT! COLE Holly! Holly! Holly! COACH What's she doing out here? This is no place for a woman. Holly kicks James E. out of the ring and looks to exit herself, but bumps into Shyanne. The two have a super staredown, each calling the other every name in the book. But it's Shyanne who makes the first move, shoving Holly back. Holly returns favor. Shyanne steps back and takes a swing at Holly, but Holly catches the hand and spends Shyanne around, giving her a PILEDRIVER! COLE Oh, yeah! Payback is a bitch, bitch! The crowd loves what they've just seen, but Holly isn't out of trouble yet. Now she's face to face with Ned and Simon, blood running down their faces and stained on their denim jeans. Not taking any shit from anybody, Holly takes a swing at Ned but Simon grabs her arm and holds her up for Ned. Blanchard verbally abuses her, saying all the carnage and blood spilled is the fault of nobody but her. Ned RIPS Holly's shirt open, exposing her diamond-studded bra, and wipes the blood off his face with it. If the verbal abuse and the tearing of her shirt wasn't bad enough, it's about to get worse as Ned forcefully opens Holly's mouth and is about to stick that blood-stained shirt into it when Logan jumps on his back, taking Ned down to the mat where he drives his face into it, trying to give Blanchard mat burn and a possible staph infection by rubbing it violently into the mat. Simon repeatedly clubs Logan in the back of neck, but all the anger and adreanline running threw his body absords the blows (like earlier). Cornette tosses in the loaded racket and... * BOOM * ...that gets the job done. "Finishing Mann up in front of her," Cornette shouts. Simon and Ned nod their nods having received the order to finish Logan once and for all. And they plan on finishing it with a bang, a DOUBLE DDT. They hook the head and in one last act of arrogance, glance over at Holly with smiles on their faces. DDT... NO!!! Synth springboards off the top as spikes both Midnights into the canvas with a DOUBLE BULLDOG! The Midnights get up groggy, which explains why they walk into a pair of DDTs from the Heavenly Rockers!!! COLE Oh, they got it! ONE... TWO... THREE! NO!!! COACH HOLY SHIT! THEY KICKED OUT!? That just about sucked the air out of the entire arena. Nobody can believe Simon and Ned kicked out. Only the handful of NNMX supporters can be heard. Logan's like, fuck this shit, and sets Ned up for another DDT, but Blanchard somehow manages to find the strength to ram Logan back into the corner. Ned is like a drunk man walking out on a busy highway as he staggers into the direction of an incoming Synthmeister, who gets caught coming in with a kick to the midsection followed by a botched spinning neckbreaker that results in a modified STUNNER, drawing a large pop because of Ned's striking resemblance to Steve Austin. Blanchard pops up still in a confused state and again gets lucky, HOT SHOTTING a charging Logan Mann and falling right on top of him. COLE Oh, my! The Heavenly Rockers thrist for vengeance may have just come back to bite them. ONE... TWO... THREE...NO!!!! All 4 men are out of it, breathing heavily as they lay in the ring. The only person standing is Holly-Wood, as Jim Cornette remains down from her DDT outside. Amazingly, Ned and Logan are the first to stir and eventually get up to their feet. They stagger around with stars looming over their heads as they bump into each other. They turn and after a brief dramatic staredown, re-engage in an all-out slugfest to a loud roar. COLE Not much left to their punches, but the fact they're still coming at each other strong is incredible. Their hate outweighs their physcial limits. Ned momentarily stuns Logan with a thumb to the eye, long enough for him to take Mann to the ropes and set him up for a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX from the inside out onto the guardrail leaned up against the ring apron! Ned tries getting Logan up, the fatigue is heavy at this point. Ned tires again to no avail. He connects with a series of rabbit-punches before attempting the suplex a third time, only for Holly-Wood to reclaim possession of Spirit, the guitar Ned took from her home, and jab the handle into the groin of Ned's! Logan then steps out on the apron and hits a piledriver on the railing, sending he and Blanchard sliding down. "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" COLE Mann with the cover! ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * CABOOSE The New New Midnight Express are no more! COACH I can't believe it! COLE Well believe it, because it happened and happened at AngleMania V. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, history has been made. The winners and NEW OAOAST tag team champions of the world... the HEAVENLYYYYYY RRRROOOOOOOCKERRRRSSSS! "Heart-Shaped Box" cues up as Holly and Synth help Logan up. Synth goes to get the belts and Spirit from referee Earl Hebner as Holly and Logan share an emotional hug and kiss. Synth hands Logan his title belt, who proudly holds it up before putting it and Holly up on the apron. He rolls into the ring after asking Michael Buffer for the microphone. LOGAN Cut the music. There's something I wanna say. First off, I wanna thank our fans for standing by us each and every step of the way. It's been a long, grueling road to the promise land. We've just been through hell, but finally having these belts in our hands feels like a little piece of heaven. It made all the blood, the sweat and tears worth it. We didn't just win the tag belts for us, but for our fans as well. And there's one special fan Synth and I would like to thank, especially yours truly, "Wild Child" Logan Mann. And that's Holly-Wood! Baby, you stood by me when you couldn't gone your own way. When Blanchard and Singleton got personally I wouldn't have blamed you if you had decided to run off and never be heard from again. But you didn't and for that the Sythmeister and I thank you. These belts are as much yours as they are ours. Not only did we keep our promises to you, girl, but we also got Spirit back. Yeah, we got spirit, yes we do. We got spirit, how 'bout you?! "YEEEAAAHHHHHH!" Outside the ring, officials help Ned up and escort him, Simon and Jim Cornette to the back. LOGAN I'm a bit tired, but there's one last thing I gotta do. Over a year ago Holly became our publicst and eventually my girlfriend. In that year we've been through a lotta ups and downs, but we stuck together. Now it's time for us to be stuck together FOREVER! That line grabs everybody's attention, particularly Holly's, especially when Logan gets down on a knee to everyone's surprise. COACH Is--Is he gonna propose? Is Logan low enough to propose in front of Holly's real true love, Ned? CABOOSE Pipe down. COLE All right, Logan! LOGAN Holly... Holly... COLE Do it, Logan. Say it. Ask her the question. LOGAN (CONT'D) ... Will [i]you[/i] marry [i]me[/i]? COLE He did it! COLE & CABOOSE :lol: CABOOSE Attaboy, Mann. On the verge of tears Holly nods his her head and says... HOLLY YES! COLE & CABOOSE SHE SAID YES!! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" "Heart-Shaped Box" cues up once more with a hug and a kiss from Holly. The two then hug Synth, who playfully hits Logan on the shoulder, lip readers able to tell he said "I can't believe you actually had the balls, bro." The cameras pan around to various woman crying, some kissing their boyfriends, and even Randy Savage twirling his index finger. COLE What a night! We have new tag team champions and an in-ring marriage proposal. This is what makes our job so great. CABOOSE And we still have the Alfdogg vs. Peter Knight for the World Title and Two for the Money coming up next, Cole. COACH Yeah, let's talk about that because The Coach can't take anymore of this puppy love crap.

Adam. Apparently he's no longer a "Nice Guy."

Not the best promo in the world, but respectable considering the lack of time I had to write it. We return from break and see TONY SCHIAVONE and BLACK T at the backstage interview position, which is nothing more than a steel fence with a HeldDOWN~! banner hanging in the middle. SCHIAVONE We're back live on TSM. Tony Schiavone here with the two men who will defend the honor and integrity of the OAOAST at AngleMania V as Black T face rogue superstars Hoff and Drek Stone. TONY You're exactly right, little man. Black T will be defending the OAOAST's honor at AngleMania. For the past year Dan and I have focused on singles accomplishments after doing it all in the tag scene, despite what Drek Stone claims. In that stretch, I managed to capture the title of all titles, the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title, the very title that little Hoffy forefited when didn't get the star treatment. By now everybody knows the story of our opponents at AngleMania. Hoff and Drek Stone have a lot of anger in them. They feel like they got the shaft from management all the way down to the fans. Make no mistake about it, Hoff and Stone and two of the most talented wrestlers to ever set foot in the ring, but at AngleMania they're gonna experience the most devastating move in the sport today... 3-B! DAN Tony and I might not get along with many of the guys here, but the one thing we have in common with everyone in the company is the respect we have for the World Title. And when you disrespect the World Title, the flagship of the OAOAST, you disrespect not only the men and woman who have worn it or strive to wear it, but you disrespect the company. A treasonous act against the company that made you the superstars you are today. Last week you may have thought you got the upper hand when you ambushed me in the back. (sinister chuckle) All you did was get my blood flowing. You'll find out the meaning of snap, crackle and pop at AngleMania. It's not about titles, but pride and respect! Black T flash the 3-B hand singal, with Dan throwing in a simultaneously throat-slash for extra coolness. Suddenly, the steel fence background crashes down on Dan and Tony! Two figures wielding STEEL CHAIRS appear from behind. HOFF and DREK STONE. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The fans watching on the AngleTron voice their displeasure for the rogue superstars as they pumpel the trapped Originals with the chairs. Within seconds the backstage area is surrounded by security, but Hoff and Drek still get their blows in on Dan and Tony, stomping them on the head until they're physcially escorted away from the scene of the crime. HOFF (shouting) That's just a little taste of what's to come at AngleMania! Just a little taste!

[i]"It's raining men Hallejulah It's raining men Amen It's raining men Hallejulah It's raining men Amen"[/i] BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title bout is set for one fall with a 15 minute tag limit. Introducing first...at a total combine weight of 340 pounds, the sexiest tag team in all of Meh-e-co, Mariachi and Moracca... LOS DIABLOS DE FUEGO! Los Diablos de Fuego prance onto the illuminated pink and yellow stage, bumping and grinding to Geri Halliwell's cover of the classic 1980s hit. Mariachi and Moracca CARTWHEEL to the ring as GINGERBREAD MEN -- in clear plastic wrapper, of course -- designed like the homies begin falling from the rafters. COLE (hearty laugh) It's raining [i]gingerbread[/i] men. And fans, you can pick up a batch of gingerbread Diablos and other baked goods made by Mrs. Spezia's Sweeties online at OAOAST.com. Guys, I had the pleasure of tasting one of the gingerbread Diablos earlier today and let me tell you, they were delicious. Hm-mm. COACH Little Debbie has nothing to worry about over Alix Spezia. But [i]Mrs.[/i] Spezia's Sweeties? That girl ain't married. Oh, dear God, that doesn't mean she and Rodez are engaged? COLE Sexually, perhaps, but as man and wife, not to my knowledge. The homosexual luchadors get a little kinky with some of the men in the front row, allowing the fans to slap their butts, and Moracca to place his sombereo on a hunky male. Los Diablos slingshot into the ring and spring up to dry hump ring announcer Michael Buffer and referee Nick Patrick. The joyful atomsphere turns into one of hate as "Chase" hits, signaling the arrival of the World tag team champions and their manager. But they aren't alone, as Ned Blanchard holds in his hands the GUITAR he and Simon took from Holly-Wood's home two weeks ago, Spirit. BUFFER And their opponents, being led to the ring by their manager, the legendary Jim Cornette... from Beverly Hills, California, the OAOAST tag team champions of the woooorld... Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned, the NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXXXXXXXPRESSSSSS! COLE There you see it, ladies and gentlemen, the guitar given to Holly-Wood by her boyfriend Logan Mann now in the possession of that arrogant bastard Ned Blanchard and his partner-in-crime Simon Singleton. COACH But you know what they say, Cole -- posession... COLE ...is 9/10ths of the law. I know. CABOOSE It should be noted this is the first match on television for the New New Midnight Express since retaining their championship last month at Zero Hour. For those wondering why the titles haven't been stripped from the champions for not depending it within 30 days, that rule was waived at the request of the Heavenly Rockers. They wanted to ensure the team they'd face at AngleMania was indeed the New New Midnight Express. Now the question is if it will even be the Heavenly Rockers facing Simon and Ned at AngleMania, or if it'll just be Logan. Synth still hasn't been heard from, but Mann says he'll go at it alone if he has to. COLE And in a Loser Leaves Town match at that. I will be interviewing the New New Midnight Express at the conclusion of this non-title match, win or lose, to get their response to Logan Mann's bombshell last week. * DING DING * That sound can only mean one thing -- the match is officially underway! Sarcastic Simon and Moracca starting for their respective teams. How each man views the match-up is clear from the beginning. Mariachi is focused whereas Simon is relaxed, not showing his opponent much respect by casually locking up with him, and flinging Mariachi across the ring with an armdrag takeover. Simon pops up to his feet and jumps into the arms of Ned Blanchard in the corner, the two acting like they just won the tag team titles for a fourth time, throwing their arms up in celebration. COLE The champs not showing much respect to their opponents. COACH Look at it this way, Mikey. You know what they say about Mexicans taking the jobs Americans don't want. Well, Los Diablos will be doing the job tonight! Unaccustomed to the American culture, Moracca doesn't know the champs are having fun at his expense, so he starts grinding up against Simon who suffers a case of the runs as he leaves Ned all alone with Moracca, who hugs and kisses the disgusted Handsome Hustler! COACH That homie is violating the Ned-Man. CABOOSE Ned doesn't like it now that the shoe is on the other foot. He's getting a taste of his own medicine. Simon carefully creeps up behind Moracca, like he's some disease infested mammal. He yanks Moracca off of Ned, but the masked luchador counters Singleton's attempted cheapshot with a jaw-dropping forearm smash. Moracca brings Singleton up by the wrist and wrings the arm, before performing self-molestion by rubbing the back of Singleton's hand up against his genitals! In comes Ned who fails in his attempt to aid his partner, missing a clothesline and eating a dropkick for his trouble. Moracca takes over a charging Simon Singleton with an armdrag, and then one of the Mexican variety. Simon gets up sneering, not because of sour candy but because he's irate. He and Moracca lock horns in the middle of the ring, with Simon gaining the advantage after a knee to the gut. A clubbering shot to the back and many knife-edge chops later, Simon whips Moracca to the ropes. The sassy illegal goes under a back elbow and floors the Sultan of Sarcasm with a spinning heel kick. Simon rolls over in a daze as Moracca quickly steps out on the apron and springboards off the top, driving Singleton face-first into the canvas with a guillotine leg drop! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Moracca with a round of forearm smashes to the side of the head. Simon fired off to the ropes, but he slides through Moracca's legs and sweeps him off his feet, pulling him down and running over his back to hit the ropes. Moracca leapfrogs over the incoming Midnight and, in one fell swoop, catches Singleton on the rebound with a drop toehold into ESTACAS INDIAS (Indian Deathlock)! COLE We may have a submission here, guys! What an upset this would be going into AngleMania. Blanchard gets caught trying to assist his partner again, this time by a Mariachi back bodydrop. And things get even worse for the Handsome Hustler as Mariachi places him in an inverted surfboard! The crowd is so loud referee Nick Patrick might not even hear a submission, but Jim Cornette is going to take any chances in the ref not hearing a submission as he climbs into the ring and drops a big elbow...on Simon! Cornette flops around like a fish out of water before he exits, or at least tries to exit. With perhaps the greatest manager of all time crawling on all fours, Mariachi starts riding James E. like a horse, slapping Corny's BUTT as he shouts "Giddy up!" CROWD :lol: CABOOSE Those may be the only english words he knows how to say! Having all been embarrassed, the World tag team champions and their manager regroup outside. Cornette does his best to calm his men, while berating the referee for a lack of order. After stalling for as long as they can, Simon slides back inside the ring and tags out. The Handsome Hustler enters and points at Mariachi, the man who got the best of him moments ago, saying he wants him. Moracca cartwheels over to the corner and kisses Mariachi on the cheek, their special way of making a tag. Mariachi slingshots into the ring and blows Ned a kiss, which Blanchard grabs in midair and throws to the ground, drawing heavy boos as he stomps it. COACH :lol: Ned calls for a test of strength, but things take a humorous turn when he's struck in the chest by one of the gingerbread men that fell from the rafters. Blanchard singles out the fan, a male in his early 20s wearing one of Los Diablos' "I'm a Homie" t-shirts, who threw the item and gets up in his face. Simon jumps off the apron to prevent Ned from going Ron Artest, playfully pleding with his partner not to hurt the guy. Ned takes Simon's advice and returns to the ring. As he steps through the ropes, he picks up the gingerbread man thrown at him and BITES off its head, SPITING it at Mariachi's feet. That awakens the Diablo inside the flamboyant luchador, as Mariachi levels the smirking blond with an overhand chop! Ned gets on his knees and extends his hand out to Mariachi in a sign of respect. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Despite outcry from the fans, Mariachi accepts the gringo's hand...and pays for it with a thumb to the eye! Ned glances over at Simon, laughing as he shoves Mariachi in the corner and unloads with a series of rights and knife-edge chops. Blanchard whips Mariachi to the far corner and charges in, but Mariachi catches Ned coming in with a headscissors, taking Blanchard around the world and down to the mat. The fans go into a frenzy as Ned gets trapped in Los Diablos' corner, each of whom get their blows in on the brash co-holder of the tag titles before Mariachi sends him crashing into the corner with a dropkick. Moracca tags in and climbs onto the middle turnbuckle, driving his fist into the forehead of his opponent as the crowd counts along in Es Spanol. UNO... DOS... TRES... CUATRO... CINCO... SEIS... SIETE... OCHO... NUEVE... DIEZ! Ned brings Moracca down for what he thinks is an atomic drop, but still reeling from the blows in the corner, he releases too soon and Moracca lands on his feet. Blanchard lunges forward out of desperation, his right arm outstretched, only to have Moracca crawl between his legs and spring off the middle turnbuckle with reverse HURRICARANA! COLE Oh, my! COACH Did you see that?! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Mariachi steps back in after Simon makes the save, catching Singleton with a kick to the midsection, then firing him to the corner and taking him over with a monkeyflip. Los Diablos back the Midnights into the corner and shoot them toward each other, only to have Simon reverse Moracca's Irish whip. But it isn't all bad for Moracca, who does the do-si-do with the Handsome Hustler, then shoves him into Simon! With Singleton out of the picture, Los Diablos go to work on Ned, drilling him with forearm smashes before whipping him to the ropes...but Simon pulls Ned out of the ring and the Midnights regroup yet again on the outside while Los Diablos hear it from the fans. CABOOSE The tag team champions are rattled. I don't think they expected Los Diablos to put up this kind of a fight. It's clear to me, a former champion, they came in taking their opponents lightly. COACH You gotta remember, 'Boosey, Simon and Ned haven't wrestled a tag match since Zero Hour. COLE Good thing Cornette was smart enough to make this non-title. His champions are on the verge of being upsetted 3 days before AngleMania V. COACH It's just a little ring rust. That's all. Ring rust. The Midnights get into it with the fans, including the one from earlier until security steps in. Blanchard returns to the ring and calls for the test of strength he never got the first time. Mariachi looks to the crowd because apparently he can't make decisions on his own. He might not know too much english, but he does know no means no in Spanish, as do boos, which he gets from the fans telling him not to go along with Ned's request. He does anyway, but the fans' shrieks cause him to back away at the last second. He bites his fingernails, trembling from not knowing what to do. Ned tries to ruffle his feathers by gesturing he's a chicken. Mariachi still isn't sure whether to accept the challenge, now feeling the pressure as Ned points to his right hand, telling him to lockup. Mariachi licks his fingertips and then caresses his nipples before leaning in, only to have Ned kick him in the midsection...but Mariachi sees it coming and grabs Blanchard's foot! Mariachi repeatedly kicks Ned in the hamstring, following it up with a series of forearm smashes. Ned reverses Mariachi's Irish whip, sending him running into the ropes and the knee of Sarcastic Simon, who drove it into the ribs as Mariachi hit the ropes. Ned laughs as Mariachi doubles over, winded, then jerks his head with a big roundhouse. Blanchard sends Mariachi into the turnbuckle and keeps him trapped in the corner as he... * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" ...unleashes a barrage of knife-edge chops, then stomps a mudhole and walks it dry. He snapmares Mariachi out of the corner and drives the point of the elbow into the sternum. Blanchard puts the boots to the fallen Diablos before scooping him up and slamming him mid-ring. Ned walks over to the corner and tags Simon. COLE Singleton going up to the top with Ned waiting in the wings. This could only mean one thing. COACH Rocket Launch in T minus 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...! But Mariachi gets the KNEES UP, causing Simon to pop right up holding his ribs. Mariachi tags out, and Moracca catches Singleton getting up to his feet with a SPRINGBOARD CROSS BODYBLOCK! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Ned steps in, and gets slammed. As does Simon. Dropkick sends Ned out to the floor. Los Diablos de Fuego tag team Simon, whipping him to the ropes for a back bodydrop. With referee Nick Patrick nearing the alotted 5 count to stay in the ring, Mariachi exits. Moracca shows great agility by leaping to the top rope, but has his legs taken out from under him by a Ned Blanchard chop block, causing him to crotch himself on the turnbuckle. Simon rolls over to his corner and tags out. Ned sprints over and up to the second turnbuckle, where he pumpels Moracca with closed fists to the back of the neck. He hooks Moracca from behind and slams him down to the mat by way of a BACK SUPERPLEX! Blanchard quickly picks Moracca back up and hits the SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. He then rushes over to knock Mariachi off the apron. Cornette comes on over and blasts Mariachi with the racket. After a tag is made, Blanchard places Moracca in a bearhug, leaning forward to expose the torso as Singleton comes off the top with a legdrop. VEGOMATIC! ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * COLE Wow. And just like that the match is over. CABOOSE Simon and Ned got real serious at the end. They came in underestimating Los Diablos, and when Mariachi and Moracca began posing a threat, they quickly took them out. That's why they are the tag team champions. BUFFER Here are your winners, the World tag team champions... the NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! As Buffer announces the winners, Cornette tosses Mariachi back in the ring, where Simon and Ned give him a double DDT, a clear message to their opponents at AngleMania V, the Heavenly Rockers. They kick Mariachi out of the ring as Michael Cole enters with a mic. COLE In their first match on television in a month and accompanied by Jim Cornette, the World tag team champions with a very impressive win after a shaky start. Fortunately for them, it was non-title. But gentlemen, the titles will be on the line this Sunday night at AngleMania V. And it was last week that Logan Mann raised the stakes when he said the war between the Heavenly Rockers and the New New Midnight Express will end with one team leaving town. CORNETTE The hype surrounding AngleMania surpasses that of every so-called granddaddy of them all. Everywhere I go people ask me about AngleMania, about the Heavenly Rockers... until I remind them it's Heavenly Rocker because there won't be any "Synthmeister" at AngleMania. You see, Simon and Ned have been preparing for this match for weeks. I've had them study the tapes, rewatch their past battles with the Heavenly Rockers while allowing them to go out and have some fun, if you know what I mean. The time for games is over, Mann. Tonight my boys did their part in curbing the flow of illegals in this great country of ours. The hot button issue in the world right now concerns the rule of law, be it labor or immigration. And there's not a question in my mind Alix Spezia is breaking some kind of labor law by having Los Diablos de Fuego play her Kiebler Elfs. And while we're on the subject... Logan Mann, you wanna go around passing laws like this is the wild west? Well, brother, so can my attorneys. Because you see, we accept your Loser Leaves Town stipulation if you accept ours: no holds barred. I talked with General Manager Axel, and he's agreed not to sanction the tag title match at AngleMania. Now what that means is, not only will the loser be disgraced by being forced to leave the number 1 wrestling promotion in the world, but should the participants -- or participant in your case, Logan -- be seriously injured during the bout, the medical costs will not be covered by the participant's OAOAST contract because it will be null and void immediately after the count of 3. COLE Come on, now. Isn't that going a bit too far, an unsanction Loser Leaves Town match? SIMON Logan said it himself, Michael Cole -- it's war, baby. Our objective of breaking Logan's spirit will be accomplished at AngleMania, because we're gonna break his "Spirit" literally and figurarly. :D COLE Do you laugh at everything you say? SIMON Laughter is the best medicine, and I feel sick from having to look at your face. NED I couldn't help but laugh, Mitchell, when you said it was the first time Holly or Logan really opened up about themselves last week. Mitchell, Holly opened up quite nicely for me a couple of weeks ago. Get it? COLE Yeah, I get it! SIMON Not without slipping something into somebody's drink first. I'm sorry. Continue, Ned. NED So, Mitchell, I'd say that was a misleading headline. But I didn't come out here to argue with you, frankly you aren't worth the breath or the time, I came out here to respond to what that whiner Logan Mann said last week. SIMON His real name should be Logan Womann, because he whines more then any girl I've ever seen. Waaaah you broke my grilfriend's neck, waaaaaah you broke my drummer's arm, waaaaaah you broke my drummer's arm again, waaaaaaaaah you kicked my ass for sixtieth time in a year, waaaaaah you stole my “spirit”, waaaaah my singing voice sounds like a small woodland creature died in my throat, waaaaaaah I'm a big loser and I suck and nobody likes me and my music is radio friendly pop-rock crap and my lame band can't even get airplay on XM satellite radio. Psh! Grow a set and man up, you sissy Hendrix knock off. :D NED Excellently stated, Brother Singleton. Let me tell you something, Logan, you can try to act like a macho man all you want, but the bottom line is, I'll snap you like Randy Savage through a Slim Jim. I've kicked your ass before and I'll damn sure kick it again at AngleMania. But I gotta hand it to ya, punk, you're doing a damn fine job setting up your excuse for failing Sunday night, saying you haven't heard or seen Synth since you threw him under the bus. You hear that, Mann? That's the world's smallest violin playing, jackass. (Simon plays the air violin in the background) Quit cryin' like a baby and just take the ass-kickin' of a lifetime at AngleMania like a man. "YEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" NED (laughing) About time people start seein' it our way. The champs hold their belts in the air and pose with their manager as "WILD CHILD" LOGAN MANN emerges from the crowd and storms the ring, blindsiding Ned! Mann unloads on Blanchard, gouging the eyes and biting the Handsome Hustler as Simon and Cornette pull him on their comrade. They hold Logan up as Ned drills him with sharpe right hands to the jaw, rocking Mann's head back. COLE This isn't right. It's 3 on 1, damnit! COACH Logan came through the crowd will bad intentions, now he's the one getting beaten. Poetic justice at its finest. Suddenly, another ROAR goes up in the arena as a man wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses hops over the railing and enters the ring. As chants of "SYNTH" ring throughout the arena, the man gets him some of the Midnights, leveling both of them with haymakers. CABOOSE Is it really Synth? The guy is moving too fast to catch a good look. Around the right size and height, but it's hard to tell. COACH It can't be Synth; he got thrown under the bus! COLE Whoever this person is, he's taking it to the tag team champions. Jim Cornette sneaks up on the person in the ring, the tennis racket cocked. Cornette with a mean forehand, but the person turns around and grabs the racket out of Corny's hands. Simon and Ned hightail it with the belts and guitar. They watch with the rest of us as the person removes his hat and sunglasses to reveal... SYNTH! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" COLE It is him. Synth has returned! Cornette just about pisses him pants. He tries making a quick exit, but the Heavenly Rockers quickly grab ahold of him. Looking at Simon and Ned, Synth and Logan dare them to return to the ring, threatening to take out their frustrations on their manager. The Midnights take a step forward before stepping back, leaving James E. to the mercy of the Heavenly Rockers. * BOOM * Stereo punches knock Corny off his feet. Synth and Logan pick James E. back up and place him in a double front facelock. COACH Oh, no! DOUBLE PERCUSSION (DDT)! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Simon and Ned are fuming from the entranceway, but they remain at a distance as Synth picks up the mic Cole left in the ring. SYNTH For somebody who got whalloped by a bus, the Synthmeister sure lookin' fab-u-lous. Ah know grandma over there in the front row is liking what she seein'. Aintchu, baby? Ah know you wanna check up on ma gangsta lean. Peep this, son. Moi had a couple of weeks to think about what went down, at least I think it was a couple of weeks -- hit the bottle pretty hard, spent some nights in the slammer, but Ah had some time to clear the ol' noggin, work out a few things that had been troubling me. You'd think with a biggie match on the way, there wasn't nothing that could bring moi down. But I could've borrowed a feeling after Ah hear the bus comment. That comment be low, son, and had me feeling down low. The Synthmeister went Howard Hughes on everyone's ass. That shit cut into the man on the deep. Ah was conflicted, couldn't tell what was what or who was who. I ain't trying to drop the hardcore drama on ya'll, but Ah really began to wonder if everything Ah had been doing was just a waste of time. Were dem fans worth it? Were dem platinum albums worth it? Were my platinum grillz worth it? Were anything worth it, if it all be a lie? Ah didn't know, bro. Ah didn't know. Then the caption bubble popped over the brain, saying why the hell would Ah listen to what Ned said? I mean, Ned is a lying asshole! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" COACH What? He can't say that. SYNTH Yep! My main Mann n his main squeeze would slice and dice they first born up into bits befo' they ever, ever thought about throwin' they boi, moi, under a Greyhound. Mommy and Daddy would, but they gone. They gone up to Canada because they is pretty hardcore liberals. They don't like moi, the Prez and the red states or meat. Logan and Holly, they's the only family the Synthmeister got left. We ride together, we party together, we rock together, and we gonna die together. And this Heavenly Rocker made a pact with the man, Logan Mann. The sensation from the Sin City nation promised we's bring the belts home to Holly-Wood. A promise from the Synth-a-nator is like 24 Karats, you can take that hot shit to da bank. Word is bond, and bond is word, so keep yo head up and protect yo pencil necks, geeks. Cuz we's coming wit' that hot fire, and we won't stop till ya'll retire! We's gonna show you how we kick it in the S.C. And it ain't no fad like the O.C. ZING~! So bitches beware, unlike Simon and Ned, the Heavenly Rockers will be back in town next week! Synth and Logan share some manly man love as we go to pay the bills.

Have we decided what we're doing with the belts? Popick's idea seems to be a go, but what about the 6-Man? Just so everyone is on the same page.

Hey, don't worry about changing races overnight, Logan Mann went from white to black and nobody noticed. Patty should be gold at this. He's the one who has come up with pics for most of my teams. The man is hip with the culture. Edit: For the record, if anybody PM'd me within the last two or 3 days and didn't receive a response, you better send it again because I think one of my PMs disappeared. I'm talking to you, Eski. I'm kinda thinking the missing PM might be yours but I'm not totally sure because I have no way of knowing whether you answered my question over the HI-YAH belts.

World tag champs in action vs. Los Diablos de Fuego, and they respond to HR Loser Leaves Town stip.

I'll start with the much anticipated Drek Stone interview. I for one thought it was awesome. It wasn't the all out verbal smackdown that it could've been -- and perhaps expected. Stone got what he had to say across without stepping over the line and turning the segment into a WCW circa 2000 "shoot promo." The Champ wants a challenge. And boy did he get one. Big way to start the show, with the Alf-PK build up really heating up now that AM nears closer. All the PR Appreciation stuff was fine, but I couldn't help but think it's been done before. I know we've had a couple, but I can't remember if one involved PR. Digged the GPX promo. Two ladder matches in one night. We'll probably end up making that work better than TNA does their all cage PPV. Hell yes! Los Conquistadors return! Loved the squash, especially the opening bit with Uno rolling through just for the hell of it. The names of D*LUX's moveset is awesome, btw. OMG! The Intruders are back! Coming up next: lots of talking! But KC did a much better job than I did. Patty must be a proud papa because KC treated his girls well. Instead of trying anything funny he wrote the funny. at Krista's line about talking more than wrestling. That can be said for a lot of people. And I marked for the Don't Step to Ron reference! KC writes for the website? Well I'm be damned. I oughta start reading his work. * goes to main site to read work legit * Shoot name! Shoot name! Pretty good. Rated "excellent." As for the Dick-Rodez match, I was feeling it. Woo-hoo! Started a trend. The AM Moment. Historically significance: I had planned on retiring from match writing until Eski came to me with the idea of forming a tag team. That team would go on to become Black T. Good storyline driven ME. Like I said earlier, the AM ME has really heated up.

I wrote this without the training wheels on, meaning Patty is off partying or doing whatever he's doing. COLE Shifting gears now, ladies and gentlemen. Two weeks ago, in front of a national television audience, Ned Blanchard and Simon Singleton stooped to a whole new level when they recorded themselves bullying Holly-Wood in her own home. Since the piece aired, which Ned Blanchard arrogantly entitled "Holly-Wood Inn," we haven't seen or heard from the Heavenly Rockers. Over the past two weeks OAOAST officials have unsuccessfully been trying to get comment from the group. Given what has happened it's understandable why the Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood have remained quiet. Just last night I managed to get in touch with Logan Mann and his girlfriend Holly-Wood, both of whom agreed to do a sit-down interview. It's the first time either one has really opened up about themselves. A must-see interview if you're a Heavenly Rockers fan or not. Please excuse the video quality, it's a bit dark and grainy since this interview happened on such short notice. Here now is the interview I conducted last night. We go from 18,000 people inside the arena to just 3 -- Cole, Logan and Holly -- inside the lavish "Saints and Sinners" TOUR BUS. The trio are sitting in the dining room area, a 19" plasma TV in the background. The impact of Simon's and Ned's tape still weighing on Lolly, as Holly is very reserved, staring down at the counter while Logan cannot remain still, constantly squirming and rubbing his chin. Not to mention, NO SYNTH. COLE Uh, first of all, I want to thank you both for taking time out on what I'm sure has been a very traumatic last couple of weeks. LOGAN (agitated) You think?! COLE (CONT'D) There are lots of questions and rumors that need to be addressed. I know this interview won't be easy for either one of you, especially when it comes to questions concerning the video shot by the New New Midnight Express, so I'll start by asking about the comment made by Ned Blanchard at the end of his and Simon's interview last Thursday night. Ned Blanchard made reference to a comment you made a while ago, Logan, when you said he and Simon had broken everything but the Heavenly Rockers spirit, then he brought out a guitar and said now they had literally taken it. LOGAN Spirit is probably the most sentimental item I have. Not only is it the first guitar I ever bought, but it's the object that brought Holly and I together. We couldn't stand each other when we first met. She was hot, but she was also a major...with lots of hugs and kisses, baby...bitch. She was always in this withdrawn and depressive state whereas Synth and I were free spirits, living life to its fullest. While Synth was off writing poetry, I would play a tune for Holly. Spirit always lifted me up, so I thought it could do the same for her. She didn't really care for my antics at first, saying I made her want to jump off a bridge, but over time it brought the two of us closer together. HOLLY It was one of the few real displays of kindess and sweetness a person has ever shown me. To know Spirit is in the hands of Ned...ugh...it just makes me wanna barf. COLE That brings me to AngleMania V. Logan, you're supposed to be apart of the tag team who will face the New New Midnight Express for the World tag team championship, but I don't see Synth around. This wouldn't have anything to do with Ned Blanchard's comments last week, about you and Holly "throwing him under the bus"? HOLLY Ned's a lying asshole! LOGAN Instead of getting pysched about AngleMania V, we gotta deal with the BS from Simon and Ned. We gotta deal with Synth not being here. It's like our world is cavin' in on us. Synth has always been sensitive. Maybe Ned's comments had an effect on him, maybe not. I wouldn't know because I haven't heard from the brother in days. He isn't at his crib. He isn't returning calls, e-mails, text messages, instant messages, Western Union telegrams -- he isn't reciprocating. Don't let Blanchard get in your head, bro. He tried to pull that shit on me with that goddamn video, but it didn't work. We go way back, Synth. Nobody threw you under the bus, bro. We've been through too much together for it to end like this, before the biggest match in our careers. Remember when we dropped out of school to pursure our dreams of becoming rockstars? Everybody thought we were crazy, including our parents. Hell, they kicked you out of the house. You had to sleep in the run-down basement of my family's home just to have a roof over your head. We busted our ass for years trying to hit it big, accepting every gig we could get so we could have enough money to buy us another week on the road. Like the time we played at a Klan rally. I probably wouldn't be standing here today if you didn't come up with the bright idea to have me wore a hood so they wouldn't know the lead singer was a black man. Heh. I can remember us signing our first record deal with Arista Records. I swear our heads balloned right after we signed on the dotted line. And it wasn't a reaction from all the drugs we took the night before either, but rather from our own sucess starting to get to our heads. It led to us having a bit of a falling out, one that forced Arista to stick us with our very first publicst, "Tuff Tony." God did we put the poor bastard through hell, Cole. Heh. The night before his birthday, Synth and I got him so hammered we shaved his ass hair and glued it to the top of his head. We figured he'd appreciate the gesture. I mean, the guy was balding by the second. Boy, were we wrong. The sucka ended up quitting on his b-day. Arista then placed us with a new publicst, Patrick O'Green. Irishman all the way, mate. Translation: a drunk. This guy is gonna love it with us, we thought. Wrong! P.O.G. ruled with an iron fist. But he got us on the right track. He was the one who suggested we try to crossover to another genre to help push our records. Having loved wrestling as kids, Synth and I told him we wanted to become professional wrestlers. The P-O-G hated the idea. The guy hated the sport. So now we hated him. Said we should go into cooking. Apparently he had a deal set with the Food Network to create a show combining music and food. But we wanted to wrestle. Then we got our big break. The OAOAST held an event in Las Vegas. Many of the guys came over to our concert the night before the show. That's where we met then-World tag team champions Black T. We had a good talk with them, leading to them offering us 10 grand and a shot at the tag titles if we could eliminated their rivals, the Global Party XChange. We jumped at the chance since they offered to train us as well. What a bunch of lying cocksuckers. They left us to be slaughtered. We won the first battle, but lost the war to the GPX. We floated around between our music and wrestling until Arista gave us our third publicst, Holly-Wood. As you can see, it's been a match made in heaven ever since. Logan winks at Holly, who rubs his hands lovingly. :wub: COLE It's also been a match made in hell, so to speak. Your relationship has made you the target of many, most notably Ned Blanchard. Which brings me to the video aired March 9th, "Holly-Wood Inn." HOLLY Don't ever refer to it by that name again. It's trash. LOGAN What about it? COLE Well, I'd like your thoughts. LOGAN My thoughts? You want my thoughts on a home video that shows my girlfriend getting pushed around?! What do you expect me to say, that I liked watching my girl get violated? Are you expecting me to give the video two thumbs up? Because I'll give a finger up. A middle finger! COLE I didn't mean it that way. People just want to know if what Ned said was true. HOLLY I already told you, Ned is a lying asshole. COLE So you [i]didn't[/i] sleep with Ned to shield Logan from his and Simon's wrath? HOLLY :huh: Holly looks in Cole's eyes, as if she can't believe he actually had the nerve to ask the question. Before she can answer, Logan leans in and gets up in Cole's face. LOGAN You seconds away from being thrown out the window, Michael Cole. Next question! COLE I know it's difficult, Logan, but it's a legitimate question. LOGAN At an illegitimate time. Next question! COLE (clears throat) I respect your right to privacy, but it's the question... LOGAN Next question! COLE (CONT'D) ...on everybody's mind. Did Holly sleep with Ned? HOLLY Yes, I slept with Ned, goddamnit! Are you happy now? I slept with him, okay. I did what I thought would help benefit the group. COLE By sleeping with Ned? HOLLY It's my body. It's my life. Ned's not the only one who knows how to play mind games. COLE Mind games? Wha-- And you're okay with this, Logan? LOGAN (grabbing Cole by collar) Whaddya think?! (shoves Cole back up against seat; stares menachingly into camera) Ned and Simon, you talk about our feud starting in the winter of 2004 and how it'll end it in the spring of 2006. It's gonna end, believe me. It will end! By myself or with Synth, the road to AngleMania has been a grueling one, but all the motivation I need is next to me. All I have to do is think about all the bad things you've done not just to the Heavenly Rockers but to Holly as well. You may have thought going to Holly's place and having your way would get in my head. It's in my head, all right, along with the images of your faces covered in blood! You've awoken the wild child in Logan Mann. COLE Wait a minute. You don't mean [i]the[/i] "Wild Child," do you? LOGAN By the sound of it, you've seem to have heard what the "Wild Child" is all about, Michael Cole. COLE I've heard the stories. The wild parties, the trashing of hotel rooms, the unpredictability. LOGAN Ex-act-ly! I was unpredictable! And unpredictable I will be come AngleMania V. Blanchard, you went far and beyond the line of competition. You've made this personal. So seething with sin and raidating with hate, I challenge you to a Loser Leaves Town match! That's right. The loser of the tag title match at AngleMania must leave the OAOAST. You've taken a lot from me over the last year. Uh-huh. But at AngleMania I'm gonna take a lot from YOU. I'm gonna take your blood, rearrange your face and take your World tag team titles. You say you're gonna end the war, then put the stipulation in the contract. The losing team is gone forever. I'll fight you both if I have to. I don't care. It's gotta end one way or another. And it'll end April 2nd at AngleMania V. Victory is mine sayeth "Wild Child" Logan Mann by way of Stewie! VICTORY IS MINE! Logan RIPS off the clip-on mic and storms out of the tour bus with Holly.

Two things we could do with the 6-man belts. One is to put the belts on somebody else ASAP, but who? And two, we could keep them on TTT until we find the right team to put the belts on. Another big angle we could do is put the belts on Drek Stone, Hoff and a third name and have them job them to some Originals (SJ & Black T?) Popick seems to be going somewhere with his Hoff angle and it would put the belts to good use. The heels could win them after AM and drop them a few weeks after or even the weekend show I talked about doing. And I WILL do it at some point. Keep the faith!

About NYU's post in the booking thread... We talked about how he'd handle his return promo a couple of weeks ago, specifically how inside he should go if any. Now, I haven't talked to him in a few days since he's enjoying spring break and whatnot, but I told him he shouldn't go too inside as to not make HD become WCW 2000 with insider terms flying left and right. As to whether or not he should stay, I gotta be honest with you -- we need as much writing talent as possible. So many guys can only handle so much before getting overwhelmed. You guys can hate on each other all you want, but like any other sport, as long as you get it done on the field, that's all that should matter.

Heavenly Rockers promo

We have plans, but nothing etched in stone for April or May.

Too bad Parka thought he had an AM feud with Foshi in the bag, because it could have easily been Theodore Moneymaker in that spot. Oh well. The injury angle works. Like Popick said, it would give LPYC a ready made feud with him if he ever returns, especially if SJ trashes Parka for being so weak he couldn't wrestle through his injury or some shit. Dan Black getting involved in the mix is a good one too, if we didn't have plans to push Black T hard up the tag division. No breakup. Yet. Maybe next year. But he could be in a tournament, with the Sooners getting the tag title match at LA or SO if we aren't doing 2 PPVs in April.

Life got in the way of OAOAST duties, but we'll hear from them will next week. I promise. Feedback to come later. Like, right now! As PK said, solid show this week. I'd leave better feedback but I'm just heartbroken over Team USA getting eliminated from the World Baseball Classic. Okay, not heartbroken, but embarrassed. I know they're in spring training form, but come on, that line-up should've scored more runs in the WBC. Outside of the SA game, they scored what, 6 runs total? Embarrassing I say. The only complaint I have is with SJ saying he's going to AM as the PPV coordinator. Couldn't he have just said he was going to AM? But that's just nitpicking. At least there was a segment with Axel fuming over that. Oh yeah, very good promo. Digged it. Just when I think you guys can't come up with another new gimmick match, you do it. You guys are awesome. I love you guys. Can you tell I'm trying to pad this post? Oh, God! See Line of the Night. That had me cracking up. Beautiful. Just beautiful. I see Patty debuted the Boiz' sister. Also my Match of the Night. Pretty good ME. Hell, we even had a commerical in the middle of it, adding to its specialness, if that's even a word. It's late. I'm tired. I gotta make sure my promo next week is 1,000 times better than the one this week. Yeah. I'm rambling. But sometimes I ramble. Usually when I'm tired. But at least I left feedback. That's right. Feedback. Lie if you gotta, just leave some. Feed the children. You don't want them to go hungry, do you? So feed 'em. Feed 'em! MOTN: 4 Way Tag Team Match LOTN: "The only manboobs you will see flabbing are your own" -- AM V ad

I just read this now. Is there any way you can edit Black T out of your segment, SJ? Plans changed and I'd like to hold them off the show this week. The Hoff segment poses a bit of a problem as well, but I'm here to protect Black T's interest. It the segment ends up airing as is, that's fine. I can work around it. EDIT: Nevermind. Leave it in. It's cool.