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BUFFER The following contest is a Fatal Fourway match, and is for the OAOAST X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP~! The crowd cheers slightly at Buffer's announcement, but the cheers quickly transform to boos as "It's Goin' Down" hits the PA system. The arena lights dim, a blue hue covers the crowd, and white strobe lights flash upon the entrance. Watch them flee... Watch them flee... Wa--Wa--Watch them flee [hip hop hits] *SCRATCH**SCRATCH* And you do it like this! The locker room curtain swings open as Chris Bryte steps out onto the ramp. In addition to his usual ring gear, Bryte's wearing a shiny blue vest with his name stitched on the back in silver lettering, and--as always--his trademark black shades. He has a smirk on his face as he starts down the ramp to ringside. BUFFER Introducing first: hailing from Topeka, Kansas and weighing in tonight at 175 pounds...CHRRRRRIIIIS...BRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYTE!!!!! COLE What a match this is gonna be...there's bad blood between just about everyone involved in this thing. Of course, there's that big question mark looming over this match as to whether or not Panther will be in any condition to compete in this thing after that heinous attack by Tha Puerto Rican on HeldDOWN! CABOOSE Well, I dunno, Cole. Last I'd heard, he wasn't here. P.R. did a real number on him the other night. COLE What a shame it'd be for him to miss this opportunity, but headed to the ring right now is a man who I'm sure aren't mourning over any injury inflicted upon Panther: Chris Bryte! CABOOSE Oh, you're damn right he's not upset about an injury to Panther. If anything, he's upset that P.R. got to him before they did. No love lost between Bryte and Panther at all! COLE This is a big night for the Bryte man. If I'm not mistaken, this is his first-ever title opportunity...definitely his first on PPV! But Panther or no Panther, Bryte's got a tough task ahead of him here tonight! Now in the ring, Bryte goes face-to-face with referee Earl Hebner, who pats him down and checks him for weapons. After it's determined that he's clean, Bryte removes his vest and hands his shades to a ring attendent, at which point, his music begins to fade out, only to be replaced by the opening chords of Papa Roach's "Getting Away With Murder." A deafening roar of boos fills the arena as the camera focuses on the entrance, where Zack Malibu emerges with a sinister expression on his face. He walks out to the top of the ramp and pauses momentarily, his eyes filled with hate as he takes in the crowd's reaction. He exchanges insults with a few rouge fans in the front row before continuing down to the ring. BUFFER His opponent: hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in tonight at 195 pounds, he is THE FRANCHISE of the OAOAST...the one...the only ...ZAAAAAAAACK MALIBUUUUUU~! COLE Here he comes, folks! Zack Malibu on his way down to ringside... CABOOSE And might I say that I am ashamed of the treatment that Zack is receiving here tonight at Anglepalooza! I mean...don't these people realize who he is?! That he's The Franchise of the OAOAST?!?! The glue that holds this great company together??!! Why is this man not entering the ring last??? COLE Well, tradition states that it's the Champion that enters last, 'Boose! CABOOSE Tradition?! To hell with tradition--THAT'S ZACK MALIBU! That's the bloody Franchise! He shouldn't have to take a back seat to anybody...especially not to some loser like Rodez! COLE Well, not surprisingly, Zack's getting an unfavorable response from these fans here in Toronto... Zack steps through the ropes and walks out to the center of the ring, where he too is approached by referee Hebner. Earl tries to give Zack the pre-match pat down, but a feigned backhand from Malibu causes him to change his plans. The music dies down and the lights return to normal, as chants of "YOU TAPPED OUT" begin to break out across the arena, unnerving Zack somewhat. He breathes in a deep breath through clinched teeth before turning toward the locker room and waving out the next participant. BUFFER And his opponent... *GOOOOONG!* "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The crowd starts to groove as the funky sounds of Kool And The Gang's "Jungle Boogie" hit the PA system. The camera cuts back to the entrance, from which Leon Rodez strolls out, clad in black and gold, and carrying the X-Division Title belt over his shoulder. The crowd cheers and takes pictures as Leon raises the title belt into the air and starts down the ramp. BUFFER ...he hails from Grand Rapids, Michigan and weighs in tonight at 208 pounds! He is the REIGNING AND DEFENDING OAOAST X-Division Champion...this is "SILKY SMOOOOOOOOOTH"...LEEEEEEEEOOOOON...ROOOOOOOODEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!! COLE What a response for the X-Division Champ... COACH Hold up, dub! I thought you said the champ comes out last, Mikey! COLE Well...traditionally, that's how it's supposed to be. CABOOSE So wait a minute! Does this mean what I think it means?! Does this mean that P.R. got the job done?! COLE Unfortunately, I think so! Panther has apparently been taken out of this match, and I can only guess that this means that he'll be missing the Rumble as well. CABOOSE Aww, what a shame. As Rodez enters the ring, he raises his belt into the air once more, drawing another pop from the crowd before he hands it over to the referee. Just about as soon as the title belt leaves his hands, he's approached by Zack Malibu, who gets right up into his face and begins talking trash. The camera zooms in tight on both men as they eye one another down--going face-to-face, forehead-to-forehead. The crowd begins to buzz as it becomes apparent that the two men will come to blows at any second, when suddenly... *THUD* ...Zack disappears from camera view, only to have Chris Bryte emerge where Psycho Prep once stood. CABOOSE WHAT THE HELL???! The cameras switch focus to the mat, where Zack sits with his eyes wide open in disbelief as above him, Chris Bryte is up in Rodez's face, mouthing off to the champ! COACH Bryte just shoved down Malibu! COLE Zack Malibu just got put down on his ass, and judging from that look in his eye, he is not happy about that. Visibly angered, Zack picks himself up off the canvas and approaches Bryte from behind and taps him on the shoulder. Bryte just brushes him off, however, throwing up an index finger and imploring Zack to "wait a second" before continuing to put the badmouth on Leon. Bryte's snub only serves to anger Zack further, and with a scowl on his face, Zack grabs Bryte's hair and uses it to fling the youngster to the mat! Then, Zack gets right back up in Leon's face as this time, it's Bryte that sits on the mat in shock. COLE This time it's Bryte that goes down at the hands of Zack! Things are starting to get heated in there! Indeed. Bryte returns to his feet and approaches Zack from behind, grabbing a handful of hair and flinging him back to the mat. Zack uses his momentum to roll back to his feet and approach Bryte once more, grabbing another handful of hair and flinging him to the mat once again. Bryte uses his momentum to roll through the bump, this time coming up behind Zack and grabbing hold of his right wrist, using it to drag the Franchise away from the X-Division Champ. The crowd pops somewhat as the two engage in a tug-of-war type situation, with Zack trying to pull himself free of Bryte's grip. Once he's finally managed to do so, he gives the self-proclaimed Brytest Star in the Game a shove to the chest, to which Bryte responds with one of his own! Zack comes right back with another one, at which point, Bryte rears back for a right hand--OH! But he halts his follow-through when Zack cocks his fist in preparation for a counter strike. The crowd applauds in the background as the two men exchange intense glares! COLE Zack Malibu and Chris Bryte...a bit of a stalemate there, and tempers are starting to flare between those two, guys! Both these men want a piece of Leon Rodez... CABOOSE And look at that bloody Rodez! He's sitting back enjoying this thing! Indeed, Rodez is leaning up against a turnbuckle watching the face-off between the two heels. Meanwhile, ringside fans do all they can to egg Zack and Bryte on, as it looks as if they'll come to blows at any second. Just when it seems as if tempers may start to boil over, both men turn and spot Leon, who waves and flashes a smile their way. Zack's face twists with rage as he turns back to Bryte and Bryte to him. The men lock eyes momentarily, then nod at one another simultaneously! COLE Oh wait a minute...LEON, LOOK OUT! Leon's eyes widen as Zack and Bryte suddenly turn and charge him for a double clothesline...THAT MISSES! The crowd pops big as Rodez ducks underneath the tandem move and runs toward the opposite corner, where he hops onto the second rope and springs backwards, catching his incoming opponents with a cross body block! Leon rolls back to his feet and waits for the heels to rise! Bryte's up first, but he gets dropped with a right hand! Zack gets the same treatment! When Bryte returns to his feet, he catches another right hand! Standing dropkick by Rodez sends Zack into the ropes. Bryte returns to his feet and charges Leon with a Yakuza kick, but Leon ducks under to avoid it! Leon ducks under a Bryte spinning back fist and gets tagged with a left hand jab! Another! A third... COACH Mama Said Knock You Out! COLE This could be it coming up-- BUT NO! Before he's able to complete the sequence, in comes Malibu to catch him with a boot to the midsection. Rodez doubles over, allowing Zack to hit him with a clubbing forearm to the back before slapping on a front facelock. Bryte grabs one of his own, and with the crowd voicing its disapproval in the background, the heels each take one of Rodez's arms and tosses it back over their heads. COACH Uh oh! COLE Double suplex coming up! Yes! Both men grab a handful of Leon's tights and lifts him high into the air...BUT RODEZ MANAGES TO FLIP OUT OF THE MOVE AND LAND ON HIS FEET! He immediately takes off into the ropes, and when Zack and Bryte turn to face him, they get mowed down with a double clothesline! The men roll in opposite directions, each man using the ropes on their respective sides to help themselves up! Bryte manages to pull himself up first, but as soon as he finds his feet, Leon comes at him with a full head of steam and blasts him with a clothesline that sends him over the top and to the floor! Then, Leon immediately takes off in the opposite direction, catching Zack as soon as he reaches his feet with a clothesline that sends him over the top and to the floor! The crowd pops once more in the background as Leon takes both hands and blows a kiss to the audience. COLE Leon Rodez is on a roll, and things not looking all that well here in the early going for Zack and Chris Bryte! Both men...it seems as if they've forged an alliance here in the early going...taking advantage of that unfortunate incident with Panther to make this thing a two-on-one situation, and Rodez is handling himself quite well here in the early goings! CABOOSE Bah! It's called the early going for a reason, Coke! Still a lot of match to go. I guarantee you that things are gonna go differently as this match progresses. COACH Yeah, well they'd better make sure that doesn't happen to them later on in the Rumble, because if it does, they'll be eliminated! The crowd rallies Leon on as on the outside, both Zack and Bryte groggily come to their feet and make their way around the ringside area, meeting at a halfway point in front of sofa central. The two begin to confer, most likely pulling together a strategy that'll allow them to get the upper hand on the Champion. Before that happens, however, Rodez charges and floors them with a double baseball slide, sending the heels to the ringside mats once again. Rodez plays to the crowd once more as the heels once again try to scramble back to their feet. Rodez is waiting on them from the ring, and as soon as they find their way back to a vertical base, Leon sprints in action once again, springng off the ropes once again and coming their way with another baseball slide...OH!!! NOBODY HOME!!!!! Zack and Bryte manage to side step the move and send Leon crashing backfirst into the steel guardrail! Leon cringes as he lies up against the guardrail, favoring his lower back. He doesn't have time to tend to it for long, as Zack and Bryte get right back on him, each grabbing an arm and dragging him away from the railing...only to send him crashing into it yet again! Rodez falls forward to the mat, grasping at his lower back with his right hand as Malibu and Bryte look down upon him, the crowd booing them mercilessly. Zack turns and takes a moment to taunt the crowd as Bryte lifts Rodez up and rolls him into the ring. Bryte follows him in and makes a lateral press on Leon...1...2--NO! Rodez able to kick out at two, but in comes Zack now with a lateral press of his own...1...TW--NO!!! Rodez kicks out once again, at which point, an enraged Malibu wraps his right hand around his throat and begins to choke him. Referee Hebner moves in to call for the break... REF. HEBNER Stop choking him, Zack! 1...2..3... Zack releases on three and sits up on his knees, flashing a smile at he ref, which draws more boos from the capacity crowd. Handful of hair brings Rodez back to a seated position, at which point Zack blasts him with a hard soccer kick to the spine! Leon grimaces from the pain as Zack steps aside, allowing Bryte to move in and nail Rodez with a spinal kick of his own! Zack follows that up with a hard kick right to Rodez's chest, which Bryte follows up with another kick to the lower back! COLE Dear God! COACH They're trying to turn him into a human kicking post! Another chest kick from Malibu leaves Rodez writhing in pain on the mat. Both Zack and Bryte look at one another and nod again before setting themselves at opposite sides of Rodez, and rearing back for simultaneous kicks to the chest and back respectively. However, Leon manages to duck out of the way, and Zack's and Bryte's kicking legs end up colliding on the follow through! Zack and Bryte both turn and limp in the opposite direction while grasping at their shins as Leon works to pull himself back to his feet. Upon doing so, he he quickly grabs Bryte and tosses him to the outside before turning and catching Zack with a forearm shot that sends him staggering into the ropes. Leon follows him in and triples up on the forearm before sending Zack into the far side for an Irish whip. Leon lowers the head for a back drop, but Zack has it scouted, and catches him in another front facelock! The crowd clamors! COLE Zack's got the champion hooked! CABOOSE He could be getting ready to go for the kill here! COLE Could we be getting set to see that Falling Star Driver--NO!!!!!! SMALL PACKAGE BY RODEZ!!!!! HE'S GOT ZACK HOOKED! CABOOSE NO! The referee slides into position to count the fall... 1... 2... NO! Zack manages a kickout at two! Both men scramble back to their feet, with Zack scoring with a palm strike once they're vertical! A second one staggers Rodez, at which point Zack takes his hand and sends him toward a corner with an Irish whip and tries to follow him in; however, Rodez manages to tip up against the buckle and twist his body around, catching Zack coming in with a sunset flip for... 1... 2... KICKOUT AFTER TWO!!!! Both men roll back to their feet, and this time Zack scores with a knee to the gut that doubles Rodez over! He then grabs a handful of hair and hurls him to the outside, causing Rodez's body to smack hard off the ringside mats. Zack then heads out to the apron and backs up against the ringpost, measuring Rodez as he tries to get himself together on the outside. Rodez slowly pushes himself back to a standing position, at which point Zack runs across the apron and dives off with a clothesline that puts the X-Division Champ flat on his back! Zack raises a self-congratulatory double fist as he returns to his feet, drawing the crowd's ire! He celebrates a bit prematurely, however, as Chris Bryte grabs him from behind... CABOOSE Hey wait a second! I thought they were working together-- *CLANG* Bryte catches Zack off guard and sends the surprised preppy sailing headfirst into the steel ringpost! The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Zack's body bounces off the steel and falls limp onto the arena floor. COLE Chris Bryte may have just KO'd Zack Malibu! Chris Bryte...he and Zack appeared to be on the same page in this one, but I guess Bryte's taking the opportunity to show that it's every man for himself! CABOOSE I can't believe he would do that to Zack Malibu! What is wrong with you, Bryte?! Bryte's grinning from ear to ear as he makes his way back over to Rodez, eagerly rubbing is hands together as the gets within striking range. Rodez is still trying to regain his bearings as Bryte approaches him and brings him back to his feet by the hair. Bryte's all smiles as he brings Leon back to a vertical base, but that changes as soon as the champ blasts him with a hard right hand! More surprised than hurt, Bryte immediately tries to fire back with a right hand of his own, but Rodez blocks that and nails Bryte with another hard right before grabbing him by the arm and Irish whipping him hard into the stairs! The crowd begins to cheer once more as Leon lifts Bryte's body off the floor and rolls him into the ring! CABOOSE Damn it, Bryte! COLE Chris Bryte is in some trouble at the hands of Rodez! He may regret that little double cross he played on Malibu on the outside, because Zack's still down! There's no one to help him, and watch Leon! What's he up to?! Bryte's body's lying parallel to the ropes as Leon propels himself onto a seated position on the top rope and bounces off, connecting with an Arabian press on the Bryte man! Rodez hooks the leg, and the referee slides in position to count it... 1... 2... THRR--NOOOOOOO~! JUST TWOOOOOOO~! COLE Bryte able to roll that shoulder after two! Just a half a count away from Rodez retaining his title! Leon brings Bryte back to his feet and rips into him with a knife edge! A second chop sends him back into the ropes, at which point, Leon sends him across the ring for another Irish whip. He tries to catch Bryte on the rebound with a clothesline, but Bryte rolls underneath, and when Rodez turns to face him, Bryte fires off a spinning reverse roundhouse---THAT LEON DUCKS! Bryte rides his momentum through for a leg sweep, but Leon manages to leap over that, and when Bryte returns to his feet, the Silky one manages to slap on a front facelock and drop him with a DDT! Lateral press by Rodez...the leg is hooked... 1... 2... NO!!!! Bryte again manages to shoot his right shoulder off the mat before the three! Leon brings Bryte back to his feet and blasts him with a right hand! He follows that up with a boot to the midsection before slapping on another front facelock, which he uses to drag Bryte into the buckle. With the crowd cheering him on, Rodez manages to push himself up onto the second rope! COLE Rodez...looks like we could be about to see a tornado DDT here! That looks to be just what he's going for, but Bryte has other plans! Forearm shiver by Bryte catches Rodez right in the kidneys! A second causes him to loosen his grip on the facelock, which allows Bryte to squeeze his head free and connect with a palm strike uppercut!! A second one causes Rodez to stagger, allowing Bryte to turn his back to him and catch him up under his armpits... COLE Wait a minute...that's the Bryte Out! Bryte's going for the Bryte Out-- NO! A stiff kick to the lower back by Rodez changes those plans! He follows up with a second before leaping over Bryte's head and landing on his feet in the center of the ring. He turns back to face Bryte, just managing to avoid a Yakuza kick before running to the ropes. Bryte tries to catch him with a knife edge as he comes off, but Rodez ducks under and continues to the other side, from which he rebounds with a flying headscissors takeover--NO! Bryte manages to counter that and muscle Rodez up onto his shoulders into a fireman's carry position! Suddenly... COLE Hey wait a minute! COACH Watch Malibu-- *WHAM* Malibu slides into the ring and charges towards them, catching Rodez by the head and aiding Bryte in a DVD/neckbreaker combo! Rodez lay motionless on the canvas as a smattering of cheers and "HOLY SHIT" chants can be heard in the crowd as fans begrudgingly pay respect to the move. And of course, the heels are proud of themselves, as both Zack and Bryte return to their feet to pose for the crowd. Bryte jumps up and down excitedly and pumps his fist before heading over to Malibu and calling for a high five. Zack obliges him without hesitation...before booting him in the midsection and flooring him with a hard right hand! A portion of the crowd actually pops for the shot as Bryte comes to his feet along the ropes, allowing Zack to send him sailing to the outside with a vicious clothesline! COLE Chris Bryte just sent to the outside by Malibu! Zack just got his payback in from that doublecross on the outside, and watch Zack! Zack's got the cover on Rodez! We could have a new champion... 1... 2... 3--NO!!!!! Just TWO! COACH You don't get much closer than that! COLE Tell me about it! Zack's all over the ref about the count, slapping the palm of his hand three times to indicate that the ref should count faster. Then, he catches Rodez by the hair and nails him with a hard right hand! He follows up with a second before dragging him back to his feet and butterflying the arms. Zack drives three kneelifts into the forehead of the Champ before taking him up and over for a butterfly suplex! He makes the cover... 1... 2---NO!!!! Bryte slides back into the ring and catches him by the ankle, yanking him off of Rodez. An evil expression forms on Zack's face as he sits up on the canvas and sets his sights upon the Bryte man! CABOOSE Oh boy! COLE Those tempers are starting to flare up once again, folks! Zack slowly picks himself up off the mat and goes chest-to-chest with the brash youngster, who doesn't back down an inch. The crowd starts to buzz once again as Zack begins to mouth off to Bryte: "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?" *SLAP~!* CROWD OOOOOOH!!!!! The crowd gasps collectively as Bryte turns Zack's head with a hard slap to the face. Bryte then cocks his fist, anxiously anticipating Zack's retaliation; however, Zack is surprisingly calm. He cracks as smile as he turns his head back to Bryte and extends his hand for a shake. Bryte's not so quick to accept, though, as the memory of Zack's last double cross are still fresh in his mind! "SHAKE IT," implores Zack, as Bryte warily gazes down at the extended hand. He's still reluctant-- *SLAP~!* CROWD OOOOOOOH!!!!!! Zack slaps Bryte HARD across the face, knocking him off balance and sending him stumbling in the opposite direction. Bryte runs his right hand across the reddening area on his left cheek as he turns back toward Malibu, his eyes filling with anger. The expression on Bryte's face causes Zack's smile to widen as he sticks his chin forward, begging Bryte to slap him again. Bryte's fists clinch and his body begins trembling in anger anger as he steps back towards Zack and-- *SLAP~!* Zack catches him with another slap across the face... *WHAM!!!* To which Bryte responds with a forearm!!!!!! Zack staggers slightning, but manages to retain enough of his equilibrium to retaliate with a forearm of his own! Bryte returns the favor! Zack responds again! Bryte! Malibu! Bryte! Malibu! COLE They're slugging it out in the center of the ring! The fans are heating up as Bryte catches Malibu with a forearm shot that sends him stumbling into the ropes! Malibu manages to rebound with a Yakuza Kick that sends Bryte into the ropes! Bryte rebounds with a Yakuza kick of his own! Zack into the ropes again and comes off with another! Bryte hits the ropes again and comes off with another! Malibu into the ropes one more time, and he comes out with another Yakuza kick that manages to take Bryte off his feet! Zack's quickly makes his way to a corner and sets himself, waiting for the Bryte man to rise! Bryte does so quickly, and as soon as his feet are under him, Zack comes staight at him with School's Out...BUT MISSES! Bryte ducks under the kick, and when Zack turns to face him, he fires off one of his own--BUT IT'S CAUGHT! Zack lets loose a sinister laugh before shoving Bryte's leg away...ONLY TO HAVE HIM RIDE HIS MOMENTUM BACK AROUND FOR A DRAGON WHIP!!!!!!! COLE Dragon Whip by Bryte! Zack caught it right on the jaw! COVER!!!!!! The referee slides into position to count the fall... 1.... 2... THR--NO!!!!!! Just two! Stunned, Bryte points a furious finger at Hebner, questioning the count. "YOU SCREWED BRET! YOU SCREWED BRET! YOU SCREWED BRET!" COACH BIZZAROOOOO WORLD~! Hebner stands by his decision though, making sure to flip off the crowd whilst doing so. So Bryte leaps back to his feet, encouraging Zack to get back up. Up staggers Zack, catching a boot, before Bryte turns back to back with him and hooks the arms. "ALWAYS LOOK... ON THE BRYTE SIDE!!" Bryte looks to turn now, but before he can, Leon Rodez springs into life. He hits the ropes in front of Bryte, who freezes in shock as Rodez manages to club him with a clothesline! Bryte flips over Zack's back, as he comes up from the doubled over position. Quickly, Rodez applies a front facelock on Zack and charges, kicking off of Bryte and SWINGING AROUND WITH A DDT!!! COLE OOHHHH! He PLANTED him! Zack flops up and then back down. Silky Smooth isn't done though, catching the dazed Bryte in a waistlock from the front, pops him over and nails an overhead belly to belly! Bryte crashes behind Zack, both men eventually helping each other up. Meanwhile, wearily, Rodez lines the two men up. He charges, but Bryte is still alert and ducks Rodez as he charges, dragging down his preppy 'partner in crime' and causing Rodez to charge headlong through the ropes, hitting the floor with a devastating splat!!! The crowd groan, as quickly Bryte rolls to the floor, stomping away on Rodez furiously. Zack meanwhile staggers around the ring, his equilibrium, screwed up. Leaving Bryte on the floor, picking Rodez up and scooping him, dropping Rodez face-first into the ring apron! Rodez slumps against the ring, while Bryte stops. Staring a hole through the X-Division Champion, Bryte suddenly bends down...AND PULLS UP THE PROTECTIVE MATS ON THE FLOOR! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"[/i][/i] COLE Wait just a second! CABOOSE Bryte may have snapped. His alliance with Zack didn't win him the belt, he couldn't beat Zack off that Dragon Whip. Desperate times call for desperate measures I guess. COLE He's not desperate. He's SICK! He wants to CRIPPLE Leon Rodez. With the concrete floor exposed, a sickening sneer washes over Bryte's face. Quickly he grabs Rodez and doubles him over with a knee over the concrete. Zack is now aware of his surroundings but as he watches this going on, he decides that he's done enough for one night to deserve a breather. Leaving Bryte free to set up Rodez...FOR A BRYTE OUT ON THE FLOOR!?! COLE Oh my god...NO! COACH He's gonna finish him for good guys, and Zack's gonna let him! Stopping, Bryte smiles, savouring the moment, savouring what he's about to do. CABOOSE Well, I guess you could call this our first Royal Rumble elimination tonight. Unless you count Panther of cou... Caboose suddenly stops short though, as the lights begin to dim! The crowd erupt as they seem to know what this means, Zack Malibu just about visable in the ring, yelling at Hebner... ...as "State Prop (You Know Us)" by State Property hits... "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...AND THE CROWD EEEEERRRRRUUUUPPTT!!! COLE SPEAK OF THE DEVIL! Smoke fills the stage as Bryte has now released Rodez, shocked. Just like Zack. AS PANTHER EMERGES THROUGH THE SMOKE!!! The crowd EXPLODE again as Panther jogs down the aisle as best possible, clearly not 100%, but coming right at Bryte. Bryte is ready to meet him, but Panther beats him to the punch, laying out Bryte! Bryte goes down and the hyped up Panther stomps the hell out of Bryte in the aisleway... ...as sneakily, Zack Malibu has slid out of the ring and is bundling Rodez in! Half the crowd are cheering on Panther, half booing Zack, as The Franchise of the OAOAST as he cradles up Rodez and screams at Hebner to count! 1.... 2... THR--NO!!!!!! Rodez gets a shoulder up!! CABOOSE Damn it, this can't be happening! COLE It is Boose, seeing is believing! CABOOSE Bu...but, he wasn't introduced Cole. He shouldn't be allowed to enter halfway through the damn match! As Zack curses his luck and starts to pull Rodez up, Panther is sliding into the ring. Zack breaks from Rodez, going after Panther. But Panther evades Zack's grasp and sets. Around turns Zack, lumbering into a 3/4 facelock...AND THE PANTHER CUTTER!! Another huge roar fills the air as Zack lands face-first, Panther rolling to his feet. Somehow Zack is able to pull himself up, but Panther is waiting, clothesline Zack up and over the top, to the floor! Rodez meanwhile pulls himself up, using Panther as a kickstand to get to his feet. Words of thanks are exchanged from Panther to Rodez, as the X-Division Champion looks to follow out after Zack... ...but Panther whips around around by the wrist... ...AND HITS RODEZ WITH THE PANTHER CUTTER!!! COACH Wha!?! CABOOSE YES! I mean...NO! I...I mean...COME ON ZACK!! The crowd are in shock, as Panther makes the cover... 1... 2... 3--NO!!!!! Just TWO! "YEEEEEEEE -- OOOOOHHHHHHHH" A mized reaction from the crowd greets the kickout as Panther holds his head in despair. Meanwhile, Chris Byrte is back in the ring. Quickly Bryte kicks his arch nemesis in the kidneys, weakening him enough to push Panther into the turnbuckles. Bryte offloads with punches and kicks. Meanwhile, Zack slides back into the ring, simply choking Rodez on the mat. COLE Well, we've got a fourway dance on our hands now folks! Zack releases his choke before a five count, while Bryte backs away from Panther. Turning, Bryte gives a nod to Zack, who returns the nod. Bryte then grabs Panther, whipping him out of the corner...PANTHER DUCKS A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Zack pirohuettes on the spot, getting waistlocked and german'd~! by Panther! Quickly Bryte charges. But Panther ducks his clothesline, waistlocks and germans~! Bryte! Rodez is meanwhile stumbling to his feet, dazed. Panther switches behind him too and looks to make it three as he waistlocks the X-Division Champion, only to eat his elbow. Releasing, Panther staggers away. Rodez grabs in an inerted front facelock and gribs Panther's shorts and flipping him up and over...PANTHER LANDS ON HIS FEET. Blocking the Street Smarts, Panther pushes Rodez into the ropes. Back rushes Rodez, Panther diving over his head-down charge and sunset flipping Rodez... 1... 2... 3--NO!!!!! Just TWO! Panther scrambles back up, but suddenly, he's crashed into by Malibu and Bryte. The two men pound away on Panther with forearms and punches before hooking him up, looking for a double hiptoss. Panther lands on his feet. Escaping, Panther then catches Malibu and Bryte with back elbows before suddenly dropping to his hands and knees as he sees Rodez charging. And Rodez springs off of Panther's back, KICKING BOTH BRYTE AND ZACK IN THE FACE!!!! "YEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Both men crash through the ropes and to the floor, as Rodez kicks Panther quickly in the face, before setting up a dive. Off he runs, BUT PANTHER SPINKICKS HIM IN THE JAW!! Rodez crashes backwards as Panther completely forgets about him, instead charging the ropes, sprinting acoss the ring AND WIPING OUT MALIBU AND BRYTE WITH A CORKSCREW PLANCHAAAAAAAAAAA~~~!!!!! "PAN - THER! PAN - THER! PAN - THER!" COLE My word, what a dive! CABOOSE But he shouldn't have done it Cole. Panther has left himself in a bad way. Malibu and Bryte are both completely laid out on the floor while Panther rolls back into the ring, holding his ribs and not looking completely 100% again. Which allows Rodez to drop-toe-hold Panther to the mat AND APPLY THE CHICK MAGNET!!!! "YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" The crowd cheer despite loyalty to Panther, as the cravaté is locked in and Panther is writhing in pain. Panther desperatly tries to crawl towards the ropes. But the beating that PRL gave him days ago is coming back to haunt him and with no Zack Malibu, no Chris Bryte, and the Royal Rumble still to come. The chance to get at PRL, still to come. Simply, there is no choice... *TAP TAP TAP!* But to give it up! "YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" The cheer goes up for Rodez as he releases Panther and instantly leaps to his side, checking that he's okay. BUFFER Your winner of this contest and STILL OAOAST X-Division Champion of the wooooorrrrrlllldd... LLLEEEOOOONN RRRRROOOODDEEEZZZZZZZ!!! Toronto erupts as Rodez smiles away to himself as he gives Panther a hand up to his knees, Panther graious in defeat as he shrugs and shakes Rodez's hand. Meanwhile, the X-Division Title is handed by Hebner, to Rodez. And with a smile, Rodez warns Panther not to touch. On the outside, the dejected figures of Zack Malibu and Chris Bryte leave, bickering all the way up the ramp, while Rodez raises his belt aloft in the air. COLE Leon Rodez, STILL X-Division Champion. And now, for these four men, it's a case of resting up for the Royal Rumble match still to come. CABOOSE If that's possible. This was a war for...well, three of the four. And Panther's screwed anyway. COLE Jackie is standing by backstage with the Women's champion Holly-Wood. Let's go backstage.

Moments away from our next match, our camera is whizzed across the arena to an office, seemingly in the middle of nowhere! Our camera is situated behind a large, bald man in a blazer, and we can see him signing his name on papers when suddenly... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! The bald man lifts his head and speaks gruffly. BALD GUY Come in. The door creaks open, and Calvin Szechstein steps through it, wearing a loose, plain black t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Calvin's expression is the meekest we've ever seen it, and as he speaks we can tell he's uncomfortable. CALVIN Good evening, Mr. Bone. The bald man, apparently Mr. Bone, bursts out of his chair, and we switch camera angles so we can see the broad smile on Mr. Bone's face. He moves out from behind his desk, walking in front of it and shaking Szechstein's hand. MR. BONE Calvin, my boy! How are you? I loved the segment on Thursday night, Calvin, it was HIGH-larious! Not only that, pre-orders on Amazon.com are off the charts! We should've done this a long time ago, Calvin, but they're releasing the Dora the Explorer box set pretty soon, and that's going to need a boost of sales in the 18-25 demographic... CALVIN Um, Mr. Bone, I kinda came here to talk about that. MR. BONE In that case, sit down, Calvin! I've got all day to talk to my brilliant protege. Calvin takes a seat, and Mr. Bone moves back behind his desk as well, sitting down and looking Calvin in the eyes. Bone smiles and speaks again. MR. BONE So, Calvin, what did you have in mind? You haven't steered me wrong in the past, I'm sure you won't now! CALVIN Actually, Mr. Bone, I was wondering if I could maybe... tone down the sponsor thing, a little bit? MR. BONE Tone it down? What the bloody hell do you mean tone it down, Calvin? You don't get publicity when you tone it down, you get publicity when you turn it up! CALVIN But Mr. Bone... MR. BONE But nothing, Calvin! You bring in money. I like money. We like money. But the only reason you bring in money is because you are willing to go that extra mile, and you're willing to turn it up. When you come in here and tell me that you want to tone it down, well, if you tone it down you're downright worthless to me. Calvin sighs. CALVIN I figured you might say that, Mr. Bone. MR. BONE Look, I'm sorry I made you go through the SpongeBob thing, all right? But we needed a gimmick! We needed the sales! You and I both know that every dollar counts! CALVIN Mr. Bone, I don't care about the money anymore. I'm not your junior businessman anymore, I'm not your protege, I'm Calvin Szechstein and I am a wrestler. I'm tired of being treated like a joke in the ring because I'm tied down by the sponsorships, and if you're not willing to scale back on the marketing, then I'm not willing to represent this company anymore. Mr. Bone looks at the Calvin Szechstein, whose breathing has suddenly gotten much heavier. Bone seems a bit taken aback, and he leans across his desk, staring Calvin straight in the eyes. MR. BONE Are you trying to tell me that you'll give this all up for some... game? Some... wrestlers? CALVIN Yes, I'm trying to tell you that I'll give this all up for some wrestlers. MR. BONE Then Calvin, you're fired. Get the hell out of my office, and if I ever see you pick up one of our products again I'll have your ass thrown in jail. Calvin smiles. CALVIN I wouldn't have it any other way, sir. He gets up and leaves the office, suddenly a free man, free of sponsorships and any such thing, free to just... wrestle. If only he knew how to do that. ANGLEPALOOZA The Saints vs. New New Midnight Express BUFFER The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by their Image Consultant Holly-Wood, from Sin City, weighing a combine 448 pounds, Jim Cornette Enterprises in association with Arista Records presents the self-proclaimed "greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time"...Synth and Logan "Usher" Mann, THE SAINTS! Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box hits, and the boos begin ringing down immediately as multicolored spotlights shine on the entranceway. In their Angel Wings loaned from Victoria Secret, The Saints appear on the rampway. The spotlight follow the self-proclaimed "greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time" to the ring. There, The Saints drop to one knee and raise their arms up in the air. Pyro SHOOTS out of the ringposts. With a sly grin, Synth looks directly into the camera and says, "It doesn't get any better than this." COLE This match has been brewing since the very day Jim Cornette announced The Saints had joined the New New Midnight Express in Jim Cornette Enterprises. Both teams are the polar opposite of each other. The Midnights are a traditional tag team who carry on the name and legacy of the Midnight Express before them... CABOOSE Except "Bombastic" Bart and "Bodacious" Bob, who shouldn't even be mentioned under the same breathe as "Beautiful" Bobby and "Sweet" Stan or Dennis Condrey. If Cornette were dead, he'd be rolling over in his grave with that one. COACH Hey, the New Midnight Express had a pretty good match against the New Age Outlaws at the 1998 King of the Ring. Many call it the last good match involving the Outlaws. CABOOSE That's all because of the "Midnight Express" name. COLE (CONT'D) ...while The Saints are more substance than style, although they have a golden opportunity to prove many people wrong tonight, much like The Love Doctors did in their impressive showing against the then-World tag team champions Global Party XChange last year. Those two teams will meet again this Thursday night on HeldDOWN~! in the opening round of the Anderson Cup. A tournament which The Saints and New New Midnight Express are also entered in, to decide who'll face the tag team champions at AngleMania IV. COACH "Sarcastic" Simon and "Narcissistic" Ned continue to draw bad luck, having been assigned Black T in the opening round, due to Chicks Over Dicks dethroning The Original Elite earlier tonight. CABOOSE And like the previous week, The Saints will meet the Fanboiz in the opening round. Everybody should pencil The Saints into the second round on their Anderson Cup brackets. They'll meet the winner of GPX-Love Doctors. BUFFER And their opponents. From the Darkside, weighing 465 pounds, "Sarcastic" Simon and "Narcissistic" Ned -- THE NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! The New New Midnight Express jog to the ring as Chase blares in the background. After steping through the ropes, "Sarcastic" Simon Singleton and "Narcissistic" Ned Blanchard go to a netural corner and discuss strategy. As they remove their silvery vest Synth and Logan "Usher" Mann, still wearing their Angel Wings, jump them from behind, knocking Sarcastic Simon out of the ring following a RUNNING KNEE to the back by Logan. The Saints pummel Narcissistic Ned with double axe-handles in the corner, then toss him out of the ring. A pier-six brawl erupts on the outside. Synth catches Simon with a knee to the midsection and attempts to send him into the security railing but Singleton counters and sends Synth backfirst into the railing. The wings cushion the blow, so Sarcastic Simon hits Synth with a RUNNING CLOTHESLINE. And then drops Synth throatfist on the security railing. Meanwhile, Narcissistic Ned rams Logan facefirst into the ring apron before sending him into the ring. There, Simon joins his partner, Synth still down outside. The Midnights "usher" Mann to the ropes. As Logan comes back at them, Simon and Ned lift him up by his legs and drop him stomachfirst on the canvas. DOUBLE FLAPJACK! Narcissistic Ned points to the corner. COLE They're calling for the Rocket Launcher. Singleton runs to the corner and climbs to the top. Ned meets him there and places one hand under Simon's thigh, the other on his chest. From the outside, Synth PULLS Blanchard down by his feet and RAMS him into the RINGPOST. Blanchard falls to the ground, while Synth jumps on the ring apron, holding Singleton's left leg, keeping him from flying off the top. Simon tries to break free by hitting the Synthmeister but Logan Mann comes back into the picture and pulls Simon's other leg right out from under him, sending Singleton crashing down hard on the top turnbuckle. Synth enters the ring and along with his partner, Logan, climbs to the second turnbuckle. Double front facelock applied. DOUBLE SUPERPLEX! COACH What action we've seen just in the opening few minutes, guys. And we still got the World heavyweight title match to come. COLE What's Synth doing? He's going to the top. The Saints are in the corner... oh, you don't think... They are! The Saints are going for a Rocket Launcher of their own! And they still have those damn wings on. Mann launches Synth off the top. FROG SPLASH! COACH Somebody make a wish -- it's a falling Angel. CABOOSE You only do that with a falling star. Idiot. 1... 2... NO! SAVE MADE by Narcissistic Ned. COLE Oh, the Midnights are very lucky. I don't think Simon was going to kickout of the Frog Splash. Blanchard himself stills looks a little woozy after getting rammed into the ringpost earlier on. Logan "Usher" Mann re-enters the squared circle and goes after Ned, but Blanchard hits him with a spinning reverse kick to the midsection, then delivers a DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX. Synth takes a swing at Ned, but he ducks and goes on all fours as Sarcastic Simon nails Synth with a RUNNING CLOTHESLINE. Synth stumbles over Blanchard, as Simon makes the cover. DOUBLE GOOZLO! 1... 2... LOGAN BREAKS IT UP. Mann came in and broked up the pin with a double axe-handle to the back. Singleton clotheslines Logan from behind, sending him through the ropes. Synth tries to roll Simon up, but Singleton hooked the top rope, leaving Synth to fall on his back. Synth rises back to his feet and charges Simon. Singleton ducks a clothesline attempt and lowers his head as Synth comes back at him. Synth with a SUNSET FLIP. But can he get Simon down? Singleton is holding on to the top rope. He falls to his knees, his head lunged forward as he holds onto the middle rope for extra leverage. Referee Charles Robinson didn't see it, as he went down to make the count before Simon reached for the ropes. 1... 2... Simon is hammered with a WICKED LEFT HOOK! The blow causes Simon to let go of the rope, allowing Synth to finish off the Sunset Flip attempt. 1... 2... NO! COLE With everything he had left, or perhaps just out of instinct, Sarcastic Simon smacked his thighs together -- the sting of flesh smacking flesh forcing Synth to release the grip. Synth legscissors the leg, making sure Singleton can't go anywhere, as he tags Logan in. Mann SPRINGBOARDS to the top -- SPRINGBOARD LEGDROP! 1... 2... SIMON KICKS OUT AGAIN! Synth tagged back in. The Saints double-team Simon, whipping him to the ropes. As Sarcastic Simon hits the ropes near his corner, Narcissistic Ned grabs a chuck of his hair and slams Simon to the mat, then tagging himself in. A very unique way of making a tag, but it shows how ring savvy the New New Midnight Express are. Mann charges towards the corner, but gets decked by a dropkick as Ned swings into the ring. Blanchard showcases his karate skills, SUPERKICKING Synth in the chest. Ned bodyslams Logan. Synth Irish whipped. He hits the far opposite side of the ropes. RUNNING ENZURIGI. Ned with the cover. 1... 2... LOGAN BREAKS UP THE PIN. Sarcastic Simon from behind. BACK SUPLEX. Narcissistic Ned slams Synth in the center of the ring. The NNMX go to the corner. ROCKET LAUNCHER! Ned rolls Simon off and makes the cover. 1... 2.... Charles Robinson stops counting when Holly-Wood jumps on the apron. He tells her to get down, but she won't. Simon and Ned meet Holly and pull her into the ring by her hair. Logan "Usher" Mann is digging for something in his tights. Synth sneaks behind Singleton, turns him around and hits him with PERCUSSION (DDT). Logan's pulled out BRASS KNUCKLES. Synth tries to hit PERCUSSION on Ned, but Blanchard counters it into a SLINGSHOT RELEASE NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! Holly pretends to twist her ankle as she exits the ring. Charles Robinson goes to check on her, allowing Mann to hit Ned with that vicious LEFT HAND wrapped in BRASS KNUCKLES. Mann spins a stunned Blanchard around and hits him with PERCUSSION! Logan places Synth on top of Ned. Robinson is still attending to Holly. Logan screams for Holly to get down from the apron so the referee can make the count but the noise from the crowd prevents her from hearing what he said. The noise is occuring because TWO MEN are making their way to the ring through the crowd. One of which has a TENNIS RACKET. "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY EATON & "SWEET" STAN LANE -- THE MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! CABOOSE Guys, you two are wrestling incompent, so let me tell you that these guys are the most famous incarnation of the Midnight Express. Former NWA World and U.S. tag team champions. Both men a little older, but still more than capable of kicking ass, enter the ring and nail Logan from behind with a DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE. Synth sees what's happening and tries to help Mann out, but "Sweet" Stan blasts him with a brutal shot to the head with the racket. Bobby and Stan toss Mann out of the ring, and place Ned on top of Synth. The most famous incarnation of the Midnight Express exit through the crowd to the cheers of the fans. Robinson turns his attention back to the ring. 1... 2... 3! * DING DING DING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match, "Sarcastic" Simon and "Narcisssistic" Ned -- THE NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! COLE Thanks to the help of Beautiful Bobby and Sweet Stane -- yes, you heard right -- the New New Midnight Express have prevailed here tonight. I wonder what James E. is thinking, wherever he's at. We know he, Bobby and Stan are very tight, so did he ask them to help their fellow MXers, or was this something they did on their own? CABOOSE Geez, Cole, I can't believe you're still trying to cause trouble. COLE Then why were they here? CABOOSE Maybe they were just in the neighborhood and decided to make a run-in. I don't know. But I do know trouble when I see it, and you're trying to start trouble. Shame on you. Shame on you. Simon and Ned immediately head backstage as their music plays in the arena. Holly-Wood gets in the ring to check on Synth, who's holding his head after getting nailed in the face with the tennis racket wielded by "Sweet" Stan Lane. Logan joins his partner in the ring, and the two begin yelling at Holly, who just stands in awe as The Saints blame her for their loss. Finally having enough of the verbal abuse, Holly fires back, calling Synth and Logan "primadonna losers," then exits the ring. COACH What was that all about. Surely, they aren't totally blaming her for the loss, right? COLE With the egos of those two, you never know. CABOOSE And Holly still has to defend her Women's championship against Candie. What will her mindset be going into the match? COLE As a matter of fact, that match is up next. I understand we're going to try to get a word with Holly-Wood after this quick word about our next pay-per-view event. ZERO HOUR Sunday, February 27, 2005 Minneapolis, Minnesota COLE Folks, that's going to be one hell of a night in Minneapolis, Minnesota, which is familiar territory to Chris Stevens, standing in the back with Jackie Gayda! Jackie, what's up? The scene cuts to the back, where Jackie holds a microphone, looking up at Chris Stevens. Stevens, wearing what looks to be a very expensive Gucci knockoff suit, has a less-than-thrilled expression on his face. JACKIE Chris Stevens, there's been a lot of buzz about your match tonight with Hoff-- The fans let out a BIG roar of approval at the mere mention of Hoff's name. -- and what kind of condition he'll be in tonight. But many people are also wondering about your mental condition after what Hoff said to you last week! How are you feeling? Stevens takes a deep breath. STEVENS ...well, Jackie, let me just say, you sure picked a *great* time to actually ask an in-depth question. "BOOOOO" Jackie pouts ai the heavy sarcasm of Chris Stevens. STEVENS As for how I'm feeling... Stevens swallows hard. STEVENS Well, the numbers-- the numbers speak for themselves. I-I-- I mean, everybody -- EVERYBODY, even all the simps in this arena, knows that I can beat Hoff on any day of the week! I have never been scared of that lummox before, so why would I... why would I...... Stevens trails off, looking up past Jackie...and the cameras pan over to find Hoff! An excited cry goes up from the live audience as Hoff smiles smugly at Stevens. HOFF Gee, Chris...why would you be? "HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF" HOFF Why would you be scared of plain ol' me? Hmm? Wait, I have an idea. Maybe...just maybe...it's because you just can't seem to keep me down. Hmm? Stevens bites his lip, trembling for a brief moment before swinging a WILD haymaker, but Hoff quickly steps back and out of harm's way! Hoff shakes his head as Stevens regains his composure. HOFF The shoe's on the other foot, Chris. This time it's me who's mad and you that's running. I hope you brought your running shoes, Chris. Because I am very...very...angry. Hoff's grin fades to a HUGE pop. Stevens goes nearly ashen. HOFF See you in the ring. Hoff turns and walks off to some massive cheers, while Stevens' eyes follow him away. Jackie looks at the camera, shrugging. JACKIE Well, guys, back to you! The cameras cut back to Triple C... COACH Wow, yo. COLE Wow, indeed. Hoff is in the head of Chris Stevens. CABOOSE Guys, I don't like this. It's like the calm before a storm. COLE Well that storm is gonna meet up with Chris Stevens in the confines of a-- The cameras cut to a view upwards from the ring, looking at the ominous, black structure hanging from the ceiling. COLE --fifteen-foot-high steel cage, and that is gonna be one to remember! We've also got the Lethal Rumble, the OAOAST title, and a whole lot more!! What a night!!

Woke Up This Morning Got Yourself A Gun Mama Always Said You’d Be The Chosen One “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COLE What?! I don’t have Drek Stone scheduled for this time! CABOOSE He doesn’t NEED to be scheduled! He’s the Heavyweight Champion! COACH I’ve never been a big fan of this song. I feel it perpetuates a negative Italian stereotype. Not every Italian is a mobster, you know. CABOOSE Any reason you’re mentioning this now? COACH …..I don’t know. Seemed as good a time as any. The crowd’s initial jeering is immediately followed by Drek Stone sauntering out to the top of the ramp with a huge grin on his face. Dressed in a black-and-white pinstripe suit, with the Heavyweight Championship sparkling nicely around his waist, it’s easy to see Drek is actually proud to come out here and waste valuable Pay-Per-View time. With the microphone already in his left hand, and some kind of manilla folder in his right, Drek actually doesn’t waste time for once in starting his speech. DREK Well, folks, I’m going to make this short and sweet. I have my Heavyweight Title match coming up in a few minutes, and I do have to get ready for it and all. But let me tell you, I am not sweating this thing one bit. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” DREK Oh no. I’m not sweating this I-Quit matchup tonight at all. And you know why? Because I know something you all don’t know. I know something AJ Flaire didn’t want you to know. I know something AJ Flaire didn’t want ANYBODY to know! You see, AJ Flaire is in no condition to compete tonight. AJ Flaire hasn’t been in condition to compete since he made his return back here! The fact of the matter is this: AJ Flaire was never given his medical clearance to return to the OAOAST! COLE ….uh oh. COACH Don’t tell me you’re believing in this! DREK Oh no. The doctor plainly told AJ Flaire that he should not compete in another professional wrestling match again. But Flaire LIED his way back to the OAOAST! He LIED to Bill Watts about his condition! He LIED to all of you about his condition! And he LIED! TO! ME!!! You don’t believe me?! Drek opens the folder up and raises the first document inside for the crowd. DREK Here’s the original doctor’s notice! Here’s the one Dr. Imahoe originally wrote for AJ Flaire! It reads, and I quote, “AJ Flaire is in no condition to compete in the OAOAST at this time. In fact, he may never again be in condition to professionally wrestle again. The damage in his back is just way too severe to cope with the stress of wrestling, and so it is my duty to not allow him medical clearance to make his return.” Signed January 2nd, 2005. After finishing the note, Drek simply drops it to his feet. COLE Wow. Come on. COACH Ha! You could get those letters anywhere! I saw the 99 cent store selling them 3-for-a-dollar the other day! DREK We’re not done yet though! Drek pulls out another paper and throws it to his feet. DREK Here’s the doctor’s notice AJ Flaire found an incompetent doctor to fill out! Or maybe he forged himself! I don’t know. All I know is it isn’t valid! Drek pulls out another paper. DREK Here’s his chiropractor bill! Paid only three days ago -- immediately after his bout with Jingus! Drek pulls out another paper. DREK Here’s the bill for his adrenaline shots! Drek then opens up the folder and allows a wide collection of papers to fall at his feet and scatter along the ramp. DREK There we go! There’s all the evidence! That’s all the written word I need! AJ FLAIRE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE COMPETING TONIGHT! The fact of the matter is - for him - it could be an issue between life and death! *Add dramatic pause here* DREK But it doesn’t mean I’m letting him off the hook. The crowd, for once during this promo, suddenly gets silent. DREK Oh no. I’m not letting him out of this one. I really couldn’t care about the official condition of his back. My reaction? Mock outrage, is all. But I just wanted to point out to you the dire straits he’s in. Tonight, one wrong bump -- and it’s all over for Mr. Flaire. If I so wanted to, I could confine him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. And, truth be told, that’s exactly what I plan to do. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” DREK Watts, I know what you’re thinking right now, but forget it. There will be NO cancellation of this match here. AJ Flaire wanted it SO badly -- and now he has it! He signed an official written contract to compete here in an I-Quit match. And that’s exactly what he is going to do! And if I wind up breaking his back? And if I wind up putting him in a wheelchair? And if I wind up killing him in this ring tonight? It’s all fine! It’s all legal! HE SIGNED THIS CONTRACT. HE FORGED THESE DOCUMENTS. HE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT THE DEAL WAS, AND HE DID IT ANYWAY! Well, now, I know what the deal is too. And so do all of you. AJ Flaire? Drek takes the time to look out at the audience before finally finishing his statement. DREK It’s all over for you, tonight. I promise. I WILL make you say “I Quit” -- and I’ll finish off your damned career in one swoop! Drek then drops the microphone at his feet and stares out at the audience with a cocky grin. But this isn’t just any cocky grin. This isn’t his normal, conceited, I-know-I’m-going-to-win grin. This is something else. Drek Stone knows he has AJ Flaire’s life in his hands tonight. And he loves it. COLE I'm being told we have an IMPORTANT discussion to get to backstage. Cameraman, GO~!~! The camera cuts to the backstage area where Stephen Joseph Popick and "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican are hanging out. The crowd boos the moment their faces are shown. Both men are dressed in suits and ties, with Popick doing shadow boxing and PR drinking coffee. P.R. smiles a sly smile as he watches Stephen shadow box. STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK Bam! Bam! Bam! Just like that! HA! Bam! Bam! Pow! Yeah, that's what I'm going to do tonight in the Rumble! 14 scrubs and 1 superstar, ME! STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK! "THE CORPORATE CHAMPION" THA PUERTO RICAN Hey, what about me? I'm in the Rumble too! POPICK Oh yeah. Sorry, I just got carried away for a second. Let me change that. 13 scrubs, 1 superstar, and 1 CORPORATE CHAMPION, THA PUERTO RICAN! THA PUERTO RICAN Heh, I like that alot better. You know, Popick, it sure feels great to be back in the OAOAST. I really did missed it during those 8 months in prison. The sights, the smells, the roar of the crowd...NAH! I didn't miss that. Screw the fans! HA! HA! The crowd boos. P.R. But that's not all. I missed putting on terrific matches. I missed winning match after match laying the SmackDown! on all my opponents. And lastly...I missed the women! The women of the OAOAST are hotter then they've ever been! Crystal, Candie, Alix, that Holly-Wood chick. Damn! They are all looking hotter than the last time I saw them! I mean damn! I gotta get me some of that! POPICK Careful, you don't want Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez to find out. P.R. Eh, I've gotten some behind her back before, this wouldn't be the first time! SJ Damn, you sly devil, you! P.R. Yeah, I know. I'm a pimp! SJP Say, what do you think about Tina? P.R. Tina?! Gross! That woman is BUTT freaking ugly! I thought Chynna was bad, her sister is 1,000 times worst, my god! Panther must not have a great taste in women, unlike me, if he loves that wilderbeast! Tina is just nasty! Ill! POPICK Speaking of Panther, that was GREAT what you did last Thursday! I mean, suprising Panther with that attack! And doing it dressed up like Mr. America! Man, where do you come up with this stuff? P.R. It was great wasn't it? I just loved the look on the poor guy's face after I knocked him out. Hearing him screamed was such a delight. Man, did that make me feel glad to be back in the OAOAST! I wanted to target the man I felt could be a threat to me in the Rumble, so I went after Panther, because I've been hearing this dude talk about needing the World Title, and, how much the World Title means to him. That's nothing but horse crap. The World Title means more to me than it does to him. He hasn't worked HALF as hard as I have at becoming Champion. I am The Corporate Champion! I am Tha Puerto Rican, the most electrifying man in all of professional wrestling! If anybody is going to be the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, it's gonna be me! Not some two-bit jabrony like Panther! Panther is just run-of-the-mill. I am one-of-a-kind! I am special, he is nothing! You hear that? NOTHING. HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAA!!!! The crowd boos. P.R. stands there with a satisfied look on his face while the crowd chants "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" Popick smiles. POPICK Heh, yeah I feel ya. You are the Corporate Champion, and you are the best, but let's talk about tonight! Tonight is a big night for the both of us. The Royal Rumble Match! The Lethal Rumble! 60 minutes of non-stop action. 15 men, 1 ring. And the only way to win is to throw someone over the top rope. And since I'm #1, that means I will be doing the most eliminating tonight! Ha. Ha. I am going to be on a roll. Over the top rope goes Zack! Over the top rope goes Calvin! Over the top rope goes Crystal! And don't think I'm going to be taking it easy on our former Inten5e compadres. Because over the top rope goes T-Bod! Over the top rope goes Cappa! Over the top rope goes Dan Black! And then, when we are the last two men in the ring, you're going to be thrown over the top rope, but I won't hurt you. Instead, I'm just going to grab you and throw you over the top rope without even punching you once. And then, when I'm the last man standing, I'll be given the World Title shot that I so deserve, and then I will go on to AngleMania IV to get what has eluded me my entire OAOAST career, the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship!!! At this comment, Tha Puerto Rican's smile fades, and a shocked look replaces it. Popick looks at his proteage with a smile. The crowd still boos. PR Wait what? What--what did you just say? POPICK I said, you're basically going to eliminate yourself, so that I can win and get my shot! P.R. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Popick. Hold on. I didn't agree to do that. I didn't even know you were planning on doing that. I thought the plan was that I go into the Rumble, with you watching my back, making sure I'm not eliminated, and then when it's just you and me in the ring, I clothesline you out. I thought the reason you're in the Rumble is to watch my back. Not to actually win it! POPICK Yes, I will watch your back. But at the same time, this is the Royal Rumble! This is every man for himself! I'll watch your back, but I want to win too! I've been in the OAOAST for 3 years and I have never won the World Title! I have been screwed out of that belt time and time again! I DESERVE to be World Heavyweight Champion damnit! It's my destiny! And I'll be damned if I don't take this chance to get a World Title shot and run with it! So, P.R., no offense to you, but if you're the only one standing between me and a World Title shot, well, I'm putting our alliance aside, and throwing your ass out of the ring! P.R. Well, if that's the case, then I'm afraid, I'm going to have to be the same way. If you're standing between me and my World Title shot, then I'll be sure to throw your ass out of the ring! POPICK Oh you wouldn't dare! P.R. Oh? And why's that? POPICK Because you don't bite the hand that feeds you. It's because of me that you're even back in the OAOAST! You will get your World Title shot soon, but not now. Now, your mission is to watch my back and make sure that I make it to the end, and then throw yourself out of the ring! You WILL get that title shot, but not tonight. Your only job is to watch my back, not win the Royal Rumble. P.R. And what if I refuse? What if I change my mind and throw you out during the match? That World Title means as much to me as it does to you! POPICK Then you will regret it. Trust me, you will regret it. Let me remind you that I am a member of OAOAST Corporate. Your career is in MY HANDS! You said you would do anything to become World Champion, and if you want to be Champ so bad, then you have to do this for me tonight. Your shot will come my young friend, in due time. But if you double cross me, then kiss the OAOAST World Title goodbye because you're never going to get it. If you were to win the Royal Rumble, then I could just use my powers to take that shot away! I'll make sure you NEVER get a World Title shot EVER! I can make your dreams come true, or I can turn them into nightmares! I can make your career or I can break it! It's up to you. You eliminate me tonight, you will regret it! DO YOU HEAR ME?! HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR?!!! So, what's your decision? Are you with me? Or are you against me? WHAT'S YOUR DECISION? WILL YOU HELP ME IN THE RUMBLE TONIGHT?!!! Stephen Joseph Popick and Tha Puerto Rican are in a staredown. The crowd is silent, waiting for PR to make his decision. "The Corporate Champion" thinks it over, with the crowd buzzing. Finally, P.R. maks his decision. P.R. Yes. Yes sir. I will help you. The crowd boos loudly. Popick smiles a smug smile. POPICK Good. I knew you would agree. Don't worry, you will get what's coming to you. Now, get me some coffee, I'm thirsty! P.R. Yes sir. The crowd boos as Tha Puerto Rican leaves to get Popick some coffee. Popick stands there smiling. POPICK He's a good kid. A little slow, but a good kid. * DING DING DING * “Ladies and Gentlemen…the following contest is for the 24/7 CHAMPIONSHIP!!” The crowd goes wild as the White Stripes kick up and the lights drop out, a lone spotlight hitting the stage as the Phenom steps through the curtain! “Here we go everyone!” calls the Coach, faggy as ever, as Phenom walks toward the ring, looking ready for a war. “Introducing first….from Santa Cruz, Portugal… PHEEEEEENOM!!” “This has been brewing ever since the champion won the title, and now it all comes to head right here at Anglepalooza!” Coach remarks as Phenom slides into the ring and spins around, pointing towards the entranceway as the “Seven Nation Army” is suddenly overwhelmed by a flurry of machine gun fire! “And his opponent….from Las Vegas, Nevada…he is the OAOAST TWENTY FOUR SEVEN CHAMPION…. The One Man Army himself…. DEVIN GEEEEEEDDON!!” Metallica’s “One” fires up now, and the spotlight catches Geddon as he walks through the curtain, his championship belt held high in the air. The crowd cheers as Devin heads to the ring, leaping up to the apron as pyro fires off behind him. Phenom immediately rushes in, connecting with a hard forearm shot, but Geddon barely backs up! “Uh oh!” “He’s dead now!” Caboose laughs as Geddon climbs through the ropes, only for Phenom to attack again with a double axe handle to the back! This stuns the giant momentarily, allowing for another hard shot – this time a knee to the chest that puts the big man back up and against the ropes! Phenom tries for a whip, but Geddon reverses it and pulls the challenger back in, nearly taking his head off with huge clothesline! He quickly goes for a cover… One! KICKOUT! “This is fast paced and could very well turn out painful for both of these men!” Coach yells… “Or painful for us to watch” adds Caboose as Phenom gets back up and the two men go into a lock-up, but the size and strength of Geddon easily overpowers the smaller wrestler, and soon Phenom finds himself being lifted high into the air! “He’s got him up! What’s he going to do with him! There’s only one place to go!” Cole screams as Geddon keeps Phenom in the military press and tosses him forward, causing Phenom to flail and thrash before striking the canvas hard! “The Flashback!! This could be over very shortly if Phenom doesn’t come up with a new strategy! Power isn’t going to win him any fights against that monster!” Coach remarks as Phenom’s body bounces off the mat, causing him to slide completely out of the ring! Geddon can only smirk as he looks at the damage he had just done before walking to the edge of the ring and looking over the side… FWWOOOOOOOOSH!! “My God! Fire Extinguisher to the face!!” Cole calls as Geddon reacts blindly, his body getting thrown back and his hands going to his eyes as Phenom enters the ring with the extinguisher and lines it up with Geddon’s head… THUNK!! The sound of the hollow can striking the head of Geddon echoes through the arena and Devin falls back into a corner, still not off his feet from the blow. Phenom lines up for a second shot with his weapon, but as he rushes to the corner the big man’s foot comes up, CLOCKING Phenom square in the jaw! The fire extinguisher flies from his hands as he fits the mat, and Geddon takes the time to wipe the foam from his face before making another attack. “Phenom just angered that giant, and now he might just have to pay for it!” Coach says as Geddon pulls Phenom up and throws him toward the corner, but at the last second the challenger jumps up, his feet hitting the top turnbuckle before he flies off backwards, flipping through the air… …and KNOCKING THE CHAMPION DOWN WITH A MOONSAULT!! “Big high risk there and it paid off!” Cole exclaims as Phenom tries for a pin… One! T—NOOOOO!! Geddon easily kicks out, throwing Phenom off of him as he tries to get up. The big man stands and Phenom is right there, attacking with another stiff kick to the ribs. Geddon tries to brush it off, only to take two more hard shots. Another follows and the One Man Army can take no more, as his foot comes up and around, catching the Phenom in the back. The smaller superstar staggers into the ropes and turns around, just in time to take another hard clothesline to the outside!! Phenom crashes violently and Geddon slides out, followed by the referee, pulling the smaller man up and aiming him towards the ring steps! THE WHIP! REVERSED!! CLANG!! SMAAACK! “Did you see that! Geddon’s whip was reversed, sending HIM into the stairs, only for Phenom to follow up with a low flying dropkick straight to the face of the big man!” Cole exclaims… “I want blood, dammit.” Caboose mutters, and goes back to his drinking, as Phenom stands and looks into the eyes of the big man, who are slightly more glazed over than they were seconds ago. Phenom tries to pull him up, and then immediately drops him down with a big DDT! One! “COVER ON THE OUTSIDE!” Two! NOOOOOO!! Geddon kicks out, and Phenom looks pissed, as he runs around the ring and grabs himself a Steel Chair!! The fans cheer as Geddon stands up, only to take the steel straight across the face! Devin falls to his knees, and… CRACK!! …another hard shot puts him down on his back and Phenom goes for ANOTHER cover! One! Two! Th-NOOOOO!! Geddon kicks out, his bloody face being caught on camera as he stands and walks straight into the line of fire, bringing his foot up and catching the steel chair of Phenom, sending it back into his face! CLANG!! “BIG BOOT THERE!” Cole states the obvious, and with a whimper Phenom finds himself being tossed back into the ring, where Geddon follows and lifts him into the air by the throat…holding him high… “DIVINE LIGHT! DIVINE LIGHT!” BLOCKED!! Phenom fights out, slamming his free hands over Geddon’s head, causing the big man’s grip to be released. As he hits the ground, Phenom notices the fire extinguisher still laying in the ring and heads for it, picking it up and TOSSING IT straight into the face of the bloody giant! Geddon staggers back as the extinguisher falls to the mat with a loud thud. Devin hits the corner and Phenom jumps up, wrapping his arms around the head of the big man and falling backwards… KA-THUD!! “HOLY SHIT!” A fan can be heard yelling over the cheering crowd as Devin Geddon’s head strikes the fire extinguisher…but Phenom is hurt as well, his shoulder driving into metal canister! ”Geddon is down, Phenom is hurt…but he’s going for the COVER!!” One! Two! NOOOO!! “HE KICKED OUT AGAIN!! PHENOM IS GOING CRAZY!!” Coach screams out as Phenom stands, looking around to see what more he can do to the champion to keep him down, and decides to simply end the match as best he can! “What is he doing now, that goof?” Caboose questions as Phenom pulls Geddon up and places him in a standing headscissors…and signals for the PROTO-BOMB!! “HE WON’T BE ABLE TO LIFT HIM!!” Cole yells, but sure enough Phenom tries, only to find his own feet lifting off the mat and… THUD!! …into a backdrop counter!! “I TOLD YOU! I’M A GENIUS!” Cole gloats, drawing a laugh from Caboose and Coach as Geddon turns and catches Phenom on his way back to his feet, lifting him up with ease and moving him towards the corner, lifting him up and… OOOMPHH!! “THE OVERKILL!! PHENOM’S HEAD COULD BE CRUSHED IN!!” Coach explodes this time as Phenom falls to the mat, looking to be speaking to angels as Geddon stands, the One Man Army, staring out over the crowd before him. A smirk forms across his face as he pulls Phenom up and hooks his tights, lifting him into the air and suplexing him over with ease… BOOM! Devin keeps the tights hooked and rolls his body, getting back up and putting the challenger back into position, lifting him high and holding him there, letting the blood drain to the head before… BOOOM! …dropping him down to the canvas again! “That’s two! But he’s not done yet!!” Geddon once more pulls the Phenom up and goes towards the ropes, lifting him up and dropping him across them with a… SPRRROINNG!! …and over into a slingshot suplex! “THE ARMADA…FLOATOVER!! COVER!” ONE! TWO! REVERSED!! ONE! TWO! REVERSED AGAIN!! The duo rolls across the mat and the referee counts as they settle… ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!! DING DING DING!! The crowd is silent as the small package is broken, both men claiming their victory towards the referee, who stands there shaking his head. Geddon heads to the outside and grabs at his championship, only for the Phenom to pull it away from him! “WHO WON?! WHO WON?!” Cole calls, and replays flash across the screen, showing both men with their shoulders down! “They both lost! HA!” Caboose chuckles loudly as the two men continue to fight and the referee separates them, taking the title and grabbing at the announcers microphone. “Ladies and Gentlemen…due to both men’s shoulders being down…it is in the best interest of the OAOAST that the winners of this match…” “WHAT?!” “…and CO-TWENTY FOUR/SEVEN CHAMPIONS…. DEVIN GEDDON AND THE PHENOM!!” “I DON’T BELIEVE THIS! We have Co-Champions!!” Coach yells as Phenom and Devin stare in disbelief. Each grabs at the championship and a small tug of war begins, until finally Geddon is able to pull it away! “Uh oh…” Devin holds the championship in his hands for a moment and then looks at his…partner, only to EXTEND HIS HAND FOR A SHAKE!! “WHAT?! THIS IS INSANE!!!” Phenom, too, is a little befuddled, and after a small hesitation… HE SHAKES HIS HAND!! “WAAAAAAAAAAAH?” The crowd does not know what to think as “One” explodes back out through the PA and Phenom and Geddon raise each others hands, walking toward the back, the face of the One Man Army speaking volumes for the potential hell the rest of the OAOAST is going to have to suffer through as long as he…and his new partner…are champion.

The Saints and NNMX will be in action

Funny promo by Alix. I used to love Recuse Rangers when I was younger, so the entire segment earns 10 more points just for making me relive a childhood memory. The stuff involving Black and Alix was well done. If it weren't for the fact COD want BT, one could say BT are treating them like objects. First a Recuse Rangers reference, then an appear by Barry Horowitz. What more could you ask for in the opening two segments of the show? I love the name of That 70s Dude's finisher. ZACK'S PROMO, as well as ZACK'S MATCH, were to the point. I don't think I've ever seen him like that focus before. (FYI: Those segments hadn't been edited in at the time of this post) The Love Doctors have sure come a long way since winning the HI-YAH Inter. tag titles. Perhaps they're developing quite an ego? They've obviously developed psychic powers since they know about the Anderson Cup that has yet to be announced. Further capitalizing on our 18-34 year old demo, the Axel-Crystal segment was nicely done. Only skimmed Hoff-Jumbo, but I liked how Hoff finished Jumbo off with the "ANGRIEST spinebuster this side of the Atlantic". It did a good job showing how ready Hoff is for Stevens at Anglepalooza. I was feeling the A.J.-Stone segment. I thought A.J.'s promo did an excellent job explaining what he's gone through and why he's back. The Saints and NNMX finally exploded! When Patty asked me to write Krista-Tony for HD I wasn't too sure. Even though T.O.E. are currently feuding with COD, I didn't know much about their characters, but once the comedy bit popped in my mind everything came together. I felt it was one of the better matches I've written, and with the amount of things I have to write in the upcoming weeks, I'm glad it didn't suck. ALF! Holly nearly went Hell's Hitmen on Candie. Poor thing.

It's been corrected now. I'm sure it wasn't that a big of a deal, but sorry I kept screwing up your name. I blame it on Mystery Eskimo's old manager -- Derek the Fish. Good thing you never corrected me or I wouldn't have endorsed you as OAOAST Champion. HI-YAH INTERNATIONAL TAG TEAM TITLE Black T -- August 19, 2004-December 27, 2004 The Love Doctors -- December 27, 2004-February 27, 2005 Hell's Hitmen -- February 27, 2005-April 25, 2005 Love Doctors -- April 25, 2005-

Looks like we've settled on Trump Plaza as the home for AM IV. If you've ever seen WrestleMania IV and V, you know how the set will look. And because Hoff asked for it -- our Feb. PPV, Zero Hour, will take place in MN.

I actually got the Brannigan name from an old John Wayne movie, though I knew most will immediately link it to Futurama, which is also credit for The Saints crabs criss of '04. It just has a nice ring to it. Hmm, an idea just popped into my head for Jivin' J.R. Truth be told, the dialogue for Black was originally written for T-Bod, but when I read Dan's shoot interview and saw him list Arn Anderson as one of the guys he watched, I thought the lines worked better for his character than mine. I sorta see us as a modern day version of Arn Anderson and Tully Blanchard, whose last name would of been my first choice to use if I hadn't already given it to Narcissistic Ned. Concerning the Pitch Black spot, it was more or less a nod to the HBK/Diesel vs. Razor Ramon/1-2-3 Kid match where Ramon hit the Razor's Edge about less than a minute into the match. I thought it would be a nice little spot that could set off a hot series of events, which it did.

He could, but I don't think it would be Watts.

All right. It's 4-0 in favor of Trump Plaza. Whichever venue has the most write-in votes will be the winner.

No location has been set yet, but I did pitch Zack the idea of holding the show in New Orleans to play up WWE's "WrestleMania goes Hollywood" slogan, with our's being "AngleMania goes Cajun." I do like King Cucaracha's idea of holding the show at Trump Plaza (is that still around?) though. With the Donald owning the OAOAST (I'm telling ya -- nobody remembers that one, lol), it would be fun to hold the show at the venue. Hopefully more guys will chime in and we can set a location.

The opening match featured something you rarely see nowadays -- a count out win. I already talked about how I felt about The Saints promo in an earlier post. After reading it again, I got a good laugh out of it. I've been wanting to have T-Bod wear large-ass 1980s type sunglasses ever since I saw the Ultimate Ric Flair Collection DVD. There's something about the way they look that I like. They're ugly as hell, but it works with Black T's elite -- pun intended -- attitude. And I loved Black's "You come after our belts, we come after your lives" line. I got a total Arn Anderson vibe out of that line. Speaking of lines I loved, I also liked enjoyed this little one-liner during Stone's segment, when Caboose says "Well, the bookers sure as hell have lost their minds." "You really shouldn’t be wearing white tights, you know…” Ha! I've been enjoying the Axel-Crystal interactions. Great use of the HI-YAH promotion during the Axel/Crystal-Nate/Mikey match. It gave a good reason as to why Nate & Mikey haven't been regulars on OAOAST prgramming. Nice little match, as well. I dig the way the 70s Dude refers to himself as "The Dude." That has a good ring to it -- The Dude. Considering how Cappa has abused Watts in recent weeks, it was very surprising to see him let Watts go this time. It also makes me wonder why old Bill is in real life. I think 62, but I may be wrong. Enjoyed the promo from COD. I like how Alix goes off on her rants. The New New Midnight Express return, and cost The Saints a golden opportunity to become the tag champs. The tag title match was mostly to further the NNMX-Saints feud, but I thought it came off well. I was cracking up reading the opening of the women's match; the entire commentary during the match was priceless. Coach's comment about Lioness being a chick with a dick not a chick over dick was hilarious. Hell, yeah! About time somebody mentioned that. Believe it or not, I've been trying to come up with different ways to start tag matches but I'm so damn lazy that I normally say screw it and use the collar-and-elbow tieup. Good to see the Docs back in action. Now if we can find Hell's Hitmen. :)You know, when Eski posted his match in GCF, I thought the name of the team the Docs were fighting was "Japanese Dudes." It sounds more like a sitcom, but that would of been pretty damn funny, IMO. Nice segment involving Stevens and Hoff. But one thing overshadowed it all: Judge Judy is no longer on the air? WTF? I didn't even notice she was gone. At least she lasted longer than her old man did on "The People's Court." OMG! We're shooting on the air! Enjoyed the main event. The revealing of AJ was well executed.

The thick guitars that give Getting Away With Murder its trademark chaotic feel roll out of the speakers! The arena lights flicker in between blood red and scorching yellow. Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate what creates my own madness... COLE Thank you Tony and Jesse. Michael Cole along with The Coach and the former two-time OAOAST World champion Caboose from SOFA CENTRAL~! First match of the show and its going to be a DOOZY! The tag team titles are on the line! COACH Playas, this is the first time Dan Black and Zack Malibu have teamed together in a tag team on OAOAST television. We’re only five minutes into Anglepalooza and already we’ve made history! If Mikey gets laid tonight, we’ll make history in more ways then one! The Canadian crowd that has flocked to Toronto from places as far as Prince Edward Island showers the Air Canada Centre with enough venomous hatred to lend strength to the devil. The pitch black curtain swings open and through it steps the imposing and despised tag team champions, Dan Black and Zack Malibu! Malibu wears his title around his waist as the lights turn his and his stablemate’s muscular bodies an ugly shade of red. Dan, wearing a chic black trench coat, proudly foists his third of the belts into the air while the dramatic tension of the night builds with each passing moment. Trotting behind them and looking spectactularly out of place is Jivin Jr who for some incredibly insane reason is dressed as Elvis. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen...the following is an OAOAST World Tag Team Championship Match! Now making there way to the ring, accompanied by Jivin JR, first from London, England he is a three time OAOAST tag team champion, he is the Ice Heart....DAAAAAAAAN BLAAAAACK! (BOOO!) And his partner, from the sunny shores of Malibu, California, he needs no further introduction......ZACK MALLIIIIIBBBUUUUUUUUUUU...THEY ARE THE ORIGINAL ELIIIIITTE COLE Folks, this is the first match in Zack Malibu’s “open call” and he hooks up with his Original Elite partner, Dan Black to defend the tag team titles against Chicks Over Dicks! I have to admit that it’s a gutsy move for Zack to offer himself up to anyone who wants a piece of him. I just don’t know if he’ll get the results he wants. With eighteen thousand people pitted against them, the current champs walk to the ring with the possibility of a huge upset weighing heavily on their broad shoulders. For his part, Jivin JR dances like Scotty 2 Hotty, oblivious to the pressure his associates are under. The yellow and red lights continue to flash on and off as the fans work themselves into more and more of an angry frenzy. I feel irrational so confrontationaaaal To tell the truth I am getting away with murrrder CABOOSE Cole, you don’t think Zack can beat wrestling’s version of Thelma and Louise or Leon Rodez and Chris Bryte? You’re a stupid little man. Dan Black by himself could handle Chicks Over Dicks with his eyes closed but with Zack on his team this match shouldn’t last more then three minutes. And it’s about time you gave Zack some credit for his courage. I applaud you for doing so. Black is already in the ring, awaiting his opponents. Zack, however is on the outside jawing back and forth with a balding lardass in the front row holding a “Hack Malibu” sign that features Alix lopping off Zack’s head with a knife. Getting Away With Murder suffers an abrupt death and is replaced by Lindsay Lohan’s slightly more upbeat Anything but me. A gorgeous red pyro fountain springs up from the staging blocking the expensively decorated set with its huge reach. It falls to the floor as quick as it rose, giving way to the gutsy challengers, Chicks Over Dicks. The arena erupts with cheers that nearly carry the roof of the building into the sky! CABOOSE Jess raised a good question. I already know what’s between Krista’s legs is a no boys allowed club, the same as what’s between Cole’s legs is a no girls allowed club. But what about Alix? Her love interests, Northstar and Synth, looked like chicks. Gotta be bi. I bet she’s a fag hag. COLE Caboose, this is uncalled for. As for me? I’m saving myself for the right woman. And that woman happens to be Doctor Stephen Pigley. Maybe I can get an order of Max Anderson and AJ Flaire on the side. And when I go camping I’m taking along Leon Rodez to help me pitch a tent! BUFFER And the opponents...from West Hollywood and Beverly Hills, California respectfully, Alix Spezia and star of the best selling fitness video Buns with KID, Krista Isadora Duncan...CHICKS OVER DICKSSSSS! COACH The loser of this match isn't exactly SOL. They're automatically entered into single-elimination tag team tournament. I have to say I can't wait to see what those tournament holds in store for the OAOAST! Wearing her strange tie-dyed outfit, Alix bows to her adoring and rabid fan base, while Krista confidently walks down the entrance ramp. At the halfway point, Krista, adorned in shimmering gold pants and matching tank top, stops to flex her bicep and offers a pointed glare at the reigning champions. The sly smile on her face let’s them know that their time with the tag titles is fleeting. CABOOSE Such arrogance! These two should feel honored that they’ve been given a chance to compete in the same ring with two of the three best athletes in the OAOAST, Tony T-Bod Brannigan being the third. Instead they show a lack of respect for both the company and the champs. I’m sickened. They’ve done nothing but run their mouths and humiliate the three fine gentlemen in The Original Elite! But now it’s put up or shut up time, and I think it’s T.O.E that’ll do the putting and COD that’ll do the shutting. COLE Before you dismiss Alix and Krista you should know that Krista actually has an amateur wrestling background as she was the only girl on her wrestling team in high school. The two ladies slide into the ring as the atmosphere inside the venue is so electric it could power the entire province! The fans’ brilliant energy is barely being contained within the confines of the state of the art structure. In the squared circle, Zack mouths a few unprintable words at Alix and she’s more then willing to return the favor to her archrival. The audience is unified in their support for CoD, having clearly chosen them over the disdainful challengers and letting them know it with chants of “C-O-D! C-O-D! COLE Zack and Alix have a lopsided rivalry. Alix was dragged into Northstar’s early disputes with Zack upon her arrival into the OAOAST. When Northstar became general manager, he assigned Alix to the task of taking out Zack’s girlfriend, Candie. After Northstar got fired, Alix was sort of left to fight the battle against Zack by herself, even though she and Northstar broke up a year ago. So, I guess you can say Krista and Dan have found themselves dragged into this bitter never ending war. CABOOSE She’s herpes! You can’t get rid of her! COACH Who’d want to get rid of her? Braaaaainz! * DING DING DING * The match starts off with Krista Isadora against The Ice Heart Dan Black! Cocky as ever, Dan Black gets right into Krista’s face, an effort to intimidate her and gain the edge for his squad. The well microphoned ring can pick up on every last put down coming out of Black’s obscene, putrid, mouth. As he continues to spit insults, he buries his forehead into the top of Krista’s head and pushes her away, as if to say she’s not worthy of his precious time! COLE We usually don’t see Dan Black resort to such forms of intimidation. Most of time he’ll let his great wrestling give him the edge. Maybe he’s afraid of Krista? CABOOSE Not a chance. When you’ve got weaker opponents you get a chance to venture out of your comfort zone. That’s what Dan’s doing. When the time comes he’ll put these girls down for good. “KICK HIS ASS! KICK HIS ASS!” demand the fans. Never one to upset the paying customer, Krista hits Black with a double leg takedown! Surprised as all hell, Black hits the mat with a loud thud, not even having enough time to brace himself for the impact! Krista mounts him and begins to rain punch after punch after punch down on his ladykilling face! The fans keep on cheering Krista’s assault, but Dan fails to see the fun in getting his face bashed in by a woman so he shoves Krista off of him. But showing extreme tenacity, Krista mounts him again! More closed fist are introduced to Dan’s nose causing him so much anguish that he starts to wonder if she doesn’t have a metal plate lodged in her knuckles. Being a pretty smart guy, Dan doesn’t use the same counter as before. This time he grabs Krista by her arms and rolls her over so that he’s on top. Dissimilar to Krista, Dan chooses to apply a basic chokehold rather then punch the day lights out of his counterpart! Referee, Okari Tanka orders Dan to break the hold, but the cool as ice grappler knows he has a five count to work with. COLE A blatant chokehold! CABOOSE Some women like it rough. Like your mother. “DAN BLACK, YOUR COUNTRY SUCKS! ENGLAND LOST THE REVOLUTIONARY WAR AND WOULD’VE GOTTEN TAKEN OVER BY THE GERMANS IN WORLD WAR TWO! IF IT WASN’T FOR THE USA YOU’D BE THE UNITED KINGDOM OF NAZI GERMANY, ASSHOLE! GO HOOOOOOME!” Screams an already drunk audience member well versed in second grade level history. The five count finally hits zero and Dan, unwilling to get on the ref’s bad side so early in the match, breaks the hold. He grabs Krista by her long blond locks and pulls her to her feet! Problematically for the young Londoner, he doesn’t find himself on the attack, instead Krista belts him in the midsection with her elbow! Dan doubles over wheezing, coughing and holding his hands to his stomach. With her young partner rooting her on, Krista calmly grabs a side headlock. The fans firmly planted on the side of his antagonist, Dan drops to both his knees attempting a sneaky effort of slipping out of the hold! But Krista goes down to one knee and wins the first round of the war over the headlock, keeping the hold on tight. A small “Black sucks!” chant can be heard from several fans in the first two rows. Infuriated that someone would have the audacity to boo his meal ticket, Jivin JR turns around to admonish them! But the plumpish nincompoop only gets warm beer tossed at him for his troubles! CABOOSE That’s a wrestling legend! COACH That “wrestling legend” is licking that beer off his nipples. Cool. Dan presses the palm of his sweaty hand into Krista’s face, perhaps trying to irritate her into breaking the grasp. Whatever his strategy is, it doesn’t work. At Krista’s less then polite urging, they both stand up. Dan seizes on the narrow window of opportunity the shift in position has presented him and tries to shove her towards the ropes! However, Krista drops back down to her knee, meaning she’ll be going nowhere fast. Danny boy concludes that the best way to escape is through a bit of trickery. Thus he wraps his hands around Krista’s slender waist as though he was preparing to back drop her. Krista, naturally stands up to counter, but soon finds out that no back drop is forthcoming! What is coming is a push to the ropes, courtesy of one third of the tag team champions! CABOOSE You can never out wrestle Dan Black! His training didn’t come rolling around on the mat with horny geek boys at prep school, it came against some of the homeland’s finest and most dangerous wrestlers. Dan drops down to his stomach and plans on having Krista hop over him and run to the other side of the ring where Zack will nail her with a right hook! But Krista seems to have another plan in mind. She bounces back towards Dan, but as opposed to leaping over him, she gracefully cartwheels towards him and then drops a nasty elbow across his bare back! The nifty trick gets a grand response from the Toronto crowd. COACH Caboose, that was cool. Admit it. CABOOSE I’ll admit that a woman with that kind of flexibility comes in handy on some of those lonely nights on the road. Ice water running through his veins, Dan stands up holding his back but looking altogether non plused. He adjusts his right elbow pad and stares cooly at the woman who’s gotten the better of him so far. Walking towards the center of the ring a barely detectable smirk slides onto his visage. Appearing to have some sort of devious scheme cooked up, he invites Krista for a lockup! She accepts his invitation and raises her arms for the start of the hold, but Dan grabs her left arm and puts her into an arm wrench! The award winning fitness model cries out in both pain and shock as Dan liberally applies pressure to her arm! It’s the most viscous arm wrench ever applied as it looks like Dan might literally rip Krista’s arm clear out of its socket! Understanding, that a one armed woman isn’t exactly useful in a wrestling match, Krista counters by grabbing Dan’s neatly combed hair, pulling his head back and angrily slamming him to the rock hard mat! Head burning, The Englishman let’s go of Krista’s arm! Turnabout as always is fairplay as he quickly has his arm wrapped into an armbar, by a standing Krista! Okari Tanka, admonishes Krista for the dirty counter, but all the reprimands in the world won’t bring the match back to Dan’s favor. “KRIS-TA! KRIS-TA! KRIS-TA!” bleat the OAOAST devotees. Krista doesn't seem very thrilled with the fans chanting her name. While she wrenches and stretches his arm, Dan presses his feet against the mat and kips right up! With the stinging armbar still locked in, Dan goes between Krista’s legs and flips her to the canvas with a fireman’s carry! Now its his turn to lock in an armbar! He places one leg across her chest and another on her neck, paretically choking her while he works over her arm. “MAKE HER TAP!” Orders Zack. “JUST LIKE CRYSTAL MADE YOU TAP!” An overweight slob in a Raptors jersey shouts, giving birth to a round of “YOU TAPPED OUT!” The ref asks Krista if she wants to give up. The question insults her pride and only steels her resolve to escape the submission hold. During Zack’s exchange with the crowd, Black made the uncharacteristic mistake of pulling his leg off Krista’s throat, allowing her manuverablity that could prove fatal to his grapple. In one blink and you miss it motion, Krista rolls on top of Dan, grabs his shoulders and rolls backwards, catching him in a sloppy roll up! The fans jump to their feet, thinking that they’re about to witness a sudden title change! 1 KICKOUT! COLE Not even a two count! She took him by surprise, but you have to wake up pretty early in the morning to beat Dan Black with a roll up. COACH Would that mean an insomniac could beat him with a school boy? “KRISTA, I WANT TO SNIFF YOUR BEAUTIFUL LEGS!” proclaims a slovenly pervert in a bootleg Green Day T-shirt. Both technical marvels spring to their feet where a bitter slugfest ensues! Despite Krista’s willingness to stand toe to toe with the OAOAST Hall Of Famer, the battle isn’t won with admirable courage. Instead victory comes by way of Black’s flesh searing European Uppercuts! Krista stumbles backwards holding her bruised chest, trying to put distance away from herself and the menacing striker. But Dan stays on her and hooks her into a front face lock for a trademark FALCON ARROW~! Dan hoists the best selling author high into the air, and it looks like her feet might be able to touch the ceiling lights! Blood rushes down to her head as her curly hair floats in front of the former IZ boss’ face. For a moment it looks like the match may be coming to an early close and a few fans start to get up from their seats and head to the merchandise and conseccsion stands. BUT Dan stalls the move for far to long and Krista is able to slide behind him! As she’s dropping back to the ground, she wraps her hands around Black’s chin and pulls him down with The Sweetest Thing (Edgeomatic)! The former women’s champion’s (I’m talking about Dan) eyes roll so far back into his head they might slip down his throat and out his ass! The audience members who thought this contest was over come rushing back to their overpriced seats. Krista leans forward and hooks a leg! CROWD 1 CROWD 2 KICK OUT WITH AUTHORITY! Krista sits in awe, unsure of how or why Black managed to kick out. Hit hard with confusion, she holds her hands out, praying that someone will give her an explanation. The audience screams “That was three” but popular opinion never changed the outcome of a match. On the outside Jivin JR jumps up and down, joyously celebrating Dan’s impressive kick out! Zack Malibu on the other hand looks displeased that Black would allow himself to come so dangerously close to giving this match away. Her head held low, Krista journeys to her corner and makes the tag with Alix! CABOOSE Well, Krista just gave this match away! The fans don’t share Caboose’s negative opinion and loudly welcome the hippy clad Alix into the ring! Alix goes right to a bent over Ice Heart, and applies a headlock! That hold stays locked in for all of two seconds as Dan gives Alix a hard push to the ropes! Alix comes running back and Dan leaps in the air for a leap frog, trying to get her to run her head right into his knee! But Alix rolls under Dan’s legs, pops up and runs towards the opposite ropes! She leaps onto the third one and flies back at Dan with a gorgeous lionsault press! BUT much to the crowd’s and Krista’s dismay, the four time tag team champ catches Alix in mid flight! The sugary brunette kicks her legs against Dan’s back as if she was a damsel in distress being kidnaped by a Wild West villain. Without so much as a word or a taunt, Dan runs to the corner with Alix draped over his shoulder! Proclamations of “Black sucks” pour down from the bleachers as it appears the OAOAST legend is going to violently ram Alix’s back into the turnbuckle! Those negative vibes the crowd were espousing suddenly turn positive as Alix drops off Dan’s sweat and baby oil soaked back and lands on her feet! By the time Black realizes just what the hell is going on, he’s already being pushed into the turnbuckle by Alix! After his ripped stomach collides with the corner post, he staggers backwards more Dazed and Confused then the 1993 hit comedy! Alix capitalizes on her hunky rival’s seemingly frayed state and jumps onto the third rope and springboards back with a hurricanrana! Not wishing to be forced into another pinning predicament, Black latches onto Alix's legs and combats the agile move with a powerbomb! BUT NOT JUST ANY POWERBOMB! A CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB! Placing his arms underneath Alix’s and situating her against his back, Danny B prepares to powerbomb her into the lowest level of the pits of hell! Aggravatingly for T.O.E, that’s a plan Alix isn’t keen on taking part in and she flops her body around like a goldfish out of its aquarium! Dan is unable to powerbomb her and Alix gets dropped out of the hold! Making the most of her new found freedom, Alix nails Dan with a basement dropkick! His legs buckle and he drops to his knees, noticeably wincing from the strike! “THE WORLD IS MINE!” Alix proclaims sparking a “LET’S GO ALIX” chant! With rightful possession of the entire earth, Alix dashes to the ropes! Holding a bottle of BBQ sauce, Jivin Jr leaps onto the ring apron to defend the honor of his young charge, but gets knocked flat on his Oklahoman ass and onto the outside mats by Alix’s elbow! The audience members in the front row who doused him in beer earlier, give the poor fatty a degrading earful as he lies injured on the floor clutching the last remaining bottle of his precious BBQ sauce like a teddy bear. COACH I hear that sauce is made with souls of children. Back in the ring, Alix rushes back towards her foe and presses her foot against his knee! Using that as a launching pad, she takes to the air and goes clear across his face with the side of her boot! A grotesque mixture of blood and spit flies out of Black’s mouth as he falls back to mat, eyes closed and face pounding with destructive hurt! The uncivilized audience roars with approval at the gruesome shot! Alix flashes them an adorable smile and a peace sign before going for the pin! 1 KICK OUT!!!! Irate at Alix for not lying on her back like a good girl should, Zack slams his fist on turnbuckle and lets fly a batch of vulgarities primarily directed at the young Californian. CABOOSE Oh damn! Oh damn! Not three! Not two! But one! That’s the man right there! He lost a tooth, but he still kicked out! What now? What next amazing feet is Dan Black going to perform! First The Sweetest Thing... COACH Dan wasn’t in that movie! That was Thomas Jane! CABOOSE That’s the name of Krista’s finisher, dolt! Alix and Dan are on their feet, trading virulent (look it up) looks with one another. Alix comes at Dan with a brave but futile clothesline attempt! Dan avoids the ill advised move, by going behind her in and grabbing her with a rear waistlock! From there the European grappler brings her to the mat with a snap German Suplex! “Bridge it!” The self proclaimed Franchise demands, thoroughly convinced that this match has gone on ten minutes longer then it should have. Either not hearing his partner’s order or not caring enough to follow it, Black rolls the move and brings Alix up to the her feet. He switches from a German Suplex into a back drop and lifts Alix up for the basic but deadly move! But Alix counters by leaning forward and pressing her hands against the mat! She tries to crawl to the ropes as if she’s running a wheel barrow race but Dan slams her backwards with a wheel barrow suplex, driving her back into the canvas! This time, the frozen one does go for a pin 1... 2... 3!! NO! KICK OUT! Downright fuming at what he felt was a slow count, Zack stands on the second rope and offers his unwanted critical opinion of the official.“YOU FUCKING MORON! CAN’T YOU FUCKING COUNT? YOU’RE HORSESHIT! YOUR WHOLE FAMILY IS HORSE SHIT! HORSE SHIT!!!!” Spitting an alarming amount of blood, Black stands up first. Alix is quick to follow, but gets chopped in the chest as a result of her tardiness! Her eyes water and agony sets in after another torrid body blow! She slowly staggers from side to side, unable to build a proper defense against Dan’s onslaught! Seeking to take total control of this match, Dan places Alix into a standing head scissors. He crosses her arms under his chest and then lifts her up so that she’s horizontal to the mat! With the fans steady in their stream of hatred for he and his teammate, Black sits down and drops her back first to the mat while still holding her arms! CABOOSE Pyramid Driver! White-hot pain spreads throughout Alix’s body like a cancer as the impact from the move settles over her. Dan drapes his arm across her for a pin. “COUNT THAT! YOU COUNT THAT PIN, MORON!” Zack bitterly screams at the poor zebra. 1... 2... 3!!! NO! KICK OUT! COLE Has anyone besides me noticed that Dan’s been doing all the work for his team? CABOOSE Zack has to wrestle three times tonight. He can’t exert all his energy in one match. Dan being the great teammate that he is, is keeping his partner fresh for his later matchups. That’s what makes The Orginal Elite better then the Thrillogy. Calvin and Hoff were never that selfless! Zack’ll be primed and ready for his X title match and will be able to bring more gold to The Original Elite. “THIS IS BULL! THIS IS BULL!” Zack complains, apparently not suffering from a loss of voice. “DO YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE? WHO I AM?” “YOU’RE A PUSSY! YOU’RE A PUSSY!” The fans shoot back. Dan Black drags Alix to the ropes, then places her neck first on the second one! He hooks his arm around the top rope to provide himself with leverage, then sits his knee on her head, choking her between the ropes and his leg! Reduced to tears Alix pitifully screams out for help! But sadly the only person making his/her way towards her is Jivin Jr! The mischievous expression the tubby manager holds leads one to believe he isn’t there to offer TLC. Rather, The Elvis impersonating hillbilly takes his bottle of BBQ sauce and cracks it right across Alix’s face! Consumed by wounding torment, Alix wails as Dan Black keeps up his quest to choke the life out of her pretty little body! Jivin Jr taunts and abuses the much younger woman by planting his big fat, BBQ sauced covered lips on her forehead! That just gives the patrons another reason to loathe T.O.E! Bubbling with anger at T.O.E’s cheap strategy Krista hops into the ring to get some get back, but the referee is right there to cut her off, showing a strange sense of morality. COLE Hey ref, how about you stop Dan from choking Alix! Or JR from kissing her! COACH Or Mikey from commentating wrestling matches. That's cool. The man in the stripes now sufficiently distracted by a beautiful blond, Zack sees this as a good time to actually do some physical labor. The two time world champion jumps into the war zone and heads right over to Alix and his ally. The Franchise hollers a mass of instructions at his foreign comrade, causing the English superstar to smile just a tad. Dan pulls Alix, who’s coughing up a fit, away from the ropes, then whips her towards his unbalanced teammate in the center of the ring! Zack catches her, spins her around like a rollercoaster and nails her with an all too devastating tilt a whirl back breaker! Malibu scurries out of the ring, extremely pleased with his low-down handiwork. Black drops down to his knees and pins Alix, making sure to place his elbow onto her throat for a subtle chokehold. 1 2 KICK OUT! Alix moves into a standing position trying to ignore the pain in her lower back. Chants of “Let’s go Alix” pick up but they’ll do her little good in her fight against the Iceman. Black grabs her head and snapmares her back down to the mat, where she winds up in a sitting position! He runs the ropes and returns with as much force as a bulldozer and buries his boot square into her back! She lurches forward with sweat and tears sliding down the outlines of her exhausted face and Zack Malibu leaning over the ropes hurling harassment after harassment at her. COLE I think everyone knows that Alix has a bad back. She suffered two significant injuries to it in this past year. I think we all expected Dan Black...I mean The Original Elite to target it, but none of us expected Zack and even Jivin JR to show such an utter lack of class. His attack showing no signs of letting up, Black pulls Alix to her feet. He takes her almost limp body into his arms for what looks to be a fall away slam. However, he doesn’t throw her overhead, instead he spins her around to the rear of his body, drops to his knees and smashes her back against his upper back! Alix slides right off his back to the mat, where her chances of mounting a suitable offense drop from slim to none. The champion goes for a cover! 1... 2... KICK OUT! COLE How much more can Alix Spezia take? CABOOSE Hey, don't you go crying for them, Cole. They wanted this, they got it, and now they have to deal with it. Black gets up and wipes the mixture of blood and spit from the side of his lip, sighing in frustration at his inability to keep Alix Spezia down. He pulls her up and yanks on her arm, sending her to the corner with an Irish whip, and looking on as her already bruised back takes another hit, smashing against the turnbuckle pads. Dan charges in, but Alix fires off a back elbow out of desperation, driving him away! She comes running out of the corner...BUT ZACK COMES RUNNING ACROSS THE APRON AND YANKS HER DOWN BY THE HAIR! CABOOSE NICE~! The crowd boos as Malibu nonchalantly returns to his corner, but ref Tanaka runs over to scold him! Never one to back down from confrontation (just listen to his theme song!), Malibu gets into it with the ref, thinking he's allowing Dan some "free time" with Alix. Black reaches down for Alix, who is nothing but dead weight, as she collapses out of his arms. Laughing, Black reaches down for the small spitfire once again...AND CATCHES A LOW BLOW FOR HIS TROUBLES! Black's jaw drops to the canvas, as he cringes in pain from the shock of having taken the full brunt of that shot where no man should! He turns around, and the look of shock is intensified as Krista Isadora Duncan takes advantage of Zack's preoccuppying the referee...AND LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FLYING DDT, SPIKING DAN BLACK'S HEAD IN THE CANVAS! Krista drags her partner onto Dan's body and then runs to turn Tanaka's attention back to the match, showing him that COD could win this! ONE! TWO! THR...NO! MALIBU DRAGS ALIX OFF OF DAN BLACK! COACH SONUVA! Not one to take that sitting down, Krista glares at Zack and charges, springing off the back of her own partner and leaping onto the former World Champion with a bodypress! Acting on instinct, Malibu presses her off of him quickly, sending her rolling out to the floor and leaving he and Dan alone in the ring with Alix! Zack sees Alix standing up, her knees wobbling and barely able to keep her standing upright, so he sees this as the perfect opportunity to strike. SCHOOL'S OUT! DUCKED! DAN BLACK TAKES...NO! Malibu quickly pulls back, nearly knocking the head off his own partner. As the TOE breathe a sigh of relief, ALIX strikes, dropkicking Malibu into Dan and knocking Black through the ropes and to the apron. Zack turns around, dazed, and Alix leads him across the ring by his closely cropped hair...AND HURLS HIM OVER THE ROPES TO RINGSIDE! COLE COD has cleared the ring! Malibu's getting his ass kicked, and hasn't even entered the ring legally yet! Alix falls to one knee, exhausted, but gets the unanimous support of the crowd, as a heavy "COD" chant starts up. Krista enters the ring to check on her partner, and with Black and Zack both down on the outside, the COD take a moment to pose, their bruised bodies still ten times better looking than most of the women in the crowd tonight. On the outside, Dan and Zack regroup, with Malibu slowly beginning to lose it. Finally, he pushes his own partner away and slides into the ring, taking over the match for his team! He swings a haymaker at Alix, who ducks and grabs him by the waist, running him into the corner and crushing him, then carrying him over with a Northern Lights Suplex! ONE! TW-BRIDGE! MALIBU PUSHES UP! POWERB-NO! ALIX HAMMERS ON HIS FOREHEAD, AND DROPS TO HER FEET! Alix then whips Zack to the ropes...REVERSED...POWERSLAM! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! COLE You might want to take back that comment about "weaker foes", Caboose. COD is not backing down tonight! CABOOSE They may not want to, but they're going to have to. Malibu and Black will only put up with so much of this! Malibu gets up and eyes the ref for the supposedly slow count, and then leads Alix to her feet, only to club her across the back of the neck with a forearm! As she falls he catches her once again, pulling her up and then slamming his arm across the back of her neck again! COLE Malibu's getting cute, and... CABOOSE Wait, back up. Did you just come out of the closet? COLE No, I said Malibu was getting... CABOOSE Getting cute, right? You're checkin' out guys! Sicko! COLE I can't win. CABOOSE Damn right you can't. Better not be any peepholes in our showers either. Perv. Malibu is now kicking at Alix, giving her light stomps in a taunting fashion before getting a running start and delivering a soccer kick to the ribcage! Malibu throws his arms out and tilts his head back, enjoying himself a little too much as he showboats, standing over the beaten and bruised Alix Spezia. Malibu stalks her as she crawls around the canvas, and stands over her, pulling her up to her feet by her hair. He then pulls her closer, and lifts her up for a back suplex, dropping her legs on the top rope to slingshot her off into the move...NO! ALIX USES THE MOMENTUM TO FLOAT OVER ZACK'S SHOULDER...TAG TO KRISTA! The crowd roars as Krista leaps up into the air, springboarding off the top rope and diving towards Zack, nailing a springboard...PUNCH! Malibu goes down after taking the blow right to his temple, holding his head and possibly needing an Alleve. Krista pulls him up and sends him to the ropes, then elevates him with a high back bodydrop! Zack crashes to the mat, but Krista's assault is cut off by Black running into the ring and delivering a running lariat...DUCKED...NECKBREAKER! Krista reaches up and snaps Black's neck across her shoulder, stunning him and sending him rolling out to Jivin' JR! She turns back to Zack and starts peppering him with forearm shots, staggering him against the ropes...but Malibu jabs a thumb in her eyes to counter! Krista pulls away, now blinded, and Malibu locks on a sleeperhold! Krista wriggles around, trying to free herself...and counters! Krista has Zack in a sleeper, and jumps on his back to keep the hold on...but Malibu snapmares her over, taking her off his back! Zack then runs to the ropes and comes off, just as Krista is getting up...ZACK ATTACK! KRISTA GOES DOWN! ONE! TWO! THR-FLYING LEGDROP TO THE BACK OF ZACK'S HEAD FROM ALIX SPEZIA! COACH YO~! Malibu rolls off Krista, as ref Tanaka jumps back, nearly getting clipped by Alix during her dive! Both Zack and Krista lay out of it on the mat, as Spezia takes note of Dan Black on the outside, and leaps over the ropes with a pescado, taking him out of the match! Alix gets up, and JR is waiting by the corner, clutching his bottle of barbecue sauce and running at Alix like a wildman, swinging the bottle in the direction of her head...DUCKED...LOW KICK...AND JR TAKES THE SAUCE ACROSS THE FOREHEAD! COLE She just shattered his sauce! CABOOSE I have a bad feeling that'll be the next big pop culture catchphrase. Black is down. JR is down. Zack and Krista are down in the ring, and the fans are on their feet, loudly chanting "COD". And to think, this is just our opening contest! Zack and Krista both start to stir in the ring, with Zack recovering more quickly, since he's the freshest man in the mat. Malibu measures her up, and again prepares to deal the death blow to his annoying female rivals. Malibu positions himself for School's Out, ready to crack Krista....HERE IT COMES...NO! CAUGHT! KRISTA SPINS ZACK AROUND AND SCHOOLBOYS HIM! ONE! TWO! ROLL THROUGH! MALIBU IS UP...SCHOOL'S OUT ON KRISTA ISADORA DUNCAN! CABOOSE FINALLY! ONE! TWO! THREE.... .... .... KICKOUT! CABOOSE WHAT THE HELL!? The fans ROAR, as Krista Isadora Duncan somehow, someway, kicked out of Zack Malibu's trademark superkick! Malibu gets up, his eyes burning red with rage, and he eyes the referee, getting up and grabbing his collar, backing him into the corner and protesting the count! Tanaka orders Malibu to get his hands off of him and moves away from the psycho superstar. Malibu pulls Krista up off the canvas, holding her in a front facelock and preparing for his ultimate finisher, the Falling Star Driver, but as he lifts Krista up, Alix runs into the ring and chop blocks his knee, causing him to fall back with Krista on top! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! COLE So close! COACH Yet so far away! CABOOSE Hey, I'M the heel, asshole. Shut up and keep spouting on about Crystal. Malibu shoves the weakened Krista off him and gets up, coming face to face with Alix, who is standing by the ropes. Malibu charges and clotheslines her, sending her out of the ring and keeping her from having an active role in the decision. Malibu then turns back to Krista and lifts her up again, only this time he's cradled in a small package by Krista! ONE! TW-ROLL THROUGH INTO A POP DROP...NO! ANOTHER SMALL PACKAGE COUNTER BY KRISTA! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING! COLE THEY DID IT! WHAT A WAY TO OPEN UP ANGLEPALOOZA! CABOOSE NO! NO! WE CANNOT BECOME THE GORGEOUS LADIES OF WRESTLING! The fans leap up in excitement, as Buffer stands up to make the announcement. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winners...and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS....CHICKS OVER DICKS! Alix rolls back into the ring and helps her partner to her feet, as ref Tanaka hands them the coveted OAOAST tag straps. Black, who is just coming to at ringside, looks up and sees this scene in the ring, and his reaction is priceless, as a look of shock and anger comes over him. Malibu tries to swipe the belts back from Tanaka, but the ref pulls away, leaving Zack to stomp his feet and shout "Noooooooo!" out at the top of his lungs. Black looks up at Zack in disbelief, and Malibu can't even look his partner in the eye, instead slamming his hands on the top turnbuckle and resting his head for a moment before kicking the corner pads like a child and storming out of the ring, leaving Black and JR behind! COLE Look at him! He can't take it! Malibu storms up the aisle, never looking back as Alix and Krista hold each other up, then hold the OAOAST tag belts up high above their heads, all to the delight of the capacity crowd. COLE Fans, we are just one match in, and history has been made. As for Zack Malibu, he's currently 0 for one in his three match "Open Call" tonight, with an X Title challenge and the Rumble itself coming up later on. CABOOSE The Malibu Gold Rush can still happen, Cole. An X Title and a World Title shot are all but his! COLE We'll see about that, now won't we?

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM POW! The fans hoot and holler as the camera pans around the Air Canada Centre to the interview stage built next to the rampway. We're greeted by our hosts Tony Schiavone and Jesse "The Body" Ventura. Their backs are turned away from the crowd, giving us a beautiful shot of the ring and the many fans in attendence in the background. A rainbow colored feather boa wrapped around Hizzonor's neck, "The Body" is sporting sunglasses, a sparkling gold bandana with "Jesse" written on the front, a Jimi Hendrix t-shirt, black chaps over his blue jeans, and snake-skin boots. All of that, yet Schiavone is only dressed in a tuxedo. SCHIAVONE The OAOAST has started 2005 with a bang! Hello, everybody, Tony Schiavone and Jesse "The Body" Ventura welcoming you to our first big pay-per-view of 2005 -- one of the OAOAST's "Elite 4" pay-per-view events, as a matter of fact -- AnglePalooza. The card is stacked from top to bottom with great matchups, but the one many are talking about the most is the revamped battle royal called the Lethal Rumble. Instead of the usual 30 men, the OAOAST has decided to shake things up. The field has been cut down from 30 to 15 of the top competitors in the OAOAST. The road to AngleMania IV begins tonight, Jesse. VENTURA And I love it, Tony Schiavone. We're gonna have 14 men and 1 woman compete in an over the top rope battle royal to determine who'll get a shot at the heavyweight champion of the world at AngleMania IV. Vince McMahon isn't gonna tell you Virgil has a chance at winning the Royal Rumble here. The talent that'll be involved in the Lethal Rumble is incredible. I mean, Alfdogg, the former champion of the world, has returned for this event. SCHIAVONE Speaking of Alfdogg, our cameras caught this earlier today. EARLIER TODAY Caboose is seen at the refreshment table backstage, when he is approached by Alfdogg! ALF Caboose, long time no see! Little refreshment before the big event, I see. CABOOSE Can I *help* you with something, Alf? ALF Oh no, of course not. You of all people should know that I've never needed your help to get what I want. I certainly didn't need it to capture the OAOAST World title from you, did I? The only thing that's going to help me tonight is knowing that it'll be YOUR job to call the action tonight, as you watch me reascend to my rightful spot at the top of the OAOAST. CABOOSE You know what? You're right. And this will be my most fun night on the job right here tonight, knowing that your career will END after tonight. ALF Is that right. Well, I take great pride in knowing that you enjoy calling my matches so much, Caboose. And it should be even more fun for you, then, when you have the honor of calling MY match...in the main event at AngleMania. And whether it be Drek *or* AJ that come out with the belt tonight, I know you'll enjoy it more than ever at AngleMania, when I wipe the mat with them... Alf pauses at this point to grab one of the giant shrimp from the food table. ALF (CONT'D) ...and celebrate with the World title as you watch on, once again. *takes a bite of the shrimp* ALF Enjoy your night on the job...I know I will. Alf walks off as Caboose watches in disgust. We return to Tony and Jesse on the interview stage. A grin on Ventura's face. SCHIAVONE What's with the grin? VENTURA After seeing that footage, I just realize somethin'. If Caboose should ever got down, I'd get my spot back at the announce booth. No more split time a la the time Bobby Heenan took over a majority of my broadcasting duties at WCW. Then again, I should be happy gettin' paid the big money that I do just to do this every other month, and the occasional appearance on OAOAST programming. SCHIAVONE Yeah, you should. Also tonight: Chris Stevens will face Hoff inside the unfriendly confines of a steel cage. Remember, it was Chris Stevens who put to a crashing halt Hoff's OAOAST title run just days after he won the championship at World Without End. Hoff suffered a knee injury during the blindside attack, and was forced to vacant the OAOAST Championship. VENTURA Play with pain. I got exposed to Agent Orange when I was serving my country but you don't see me bitchin'. You gotta admit, though, Tony -- Stevens has a point. He beat Hoff at Dirty Deeds, but who gets the title shot the following month? Hoff. He wins the title and then goes on HeldDOWN and gives Crystal a return match. It should of been Chris Stevens getting that title shot, not Crystal. Talk about your northern exposure. If Stevens beats Hoff again, there's no way anybody could deny him a shot at the title. Besides, how cool of a name is Chris Stevens? It's like Jesse Ventura, Tony Brannigan, Dan Black, Zack Malibu, and Drek Stone -- those are all cool names. SCHIAVONE What about Scotty Static? I find that a hip name. VENTURA That's just trying too hard. Scotty's parents must of hated him pretty bad when he was born. His mother and father must've seen how small of a ding-a-ling he had and figured, "screw him, he won't be able to give us grandchildren with that pea-sized penis." SCHIAVONE Come on, Jess. Did you really have to go there? Let's move on. We also have Candie vs. Holly-Wood for the Women's title. VENTURA I can't believe Holly's actions this past Thursday on HeldDOWN. I mean, did she really have to attack Candie? It's not her fault Holly has a low opinion of herself. She sees all the magazine and movie offers Candie's gettin', and she's jealous. She's as bad as Krista and Alix. But tonight the sweet and tastey Candie will get her revenge, when she'll take away the Women's championship from Wood. SCHIAVONE Since you brought up Krista's and Alix's names, how about their match against The Original Elite, for the OAOAST World tag team championship? VENTURA You already know who I'm pickin'. I just can't root for a team who has a member that hates Christmas, Tony. But I wonder Schiavone, do Alix and Krista even like men? They're always puttin' down their gender counterparts. I mean, men can make women feel good in ways women can't do to each other, you know what I mean? Are you okay, Tony? Your face is red. Schiavone's face is red in embrassment. He's having trouble holding back laughter while Ventura laughs at him. Tony regains his composure and continues on. SCHIAVONE (wiping away tears) Oh, Lordy. You've got your A-game on tonight, Jess. VENTURA I always got my A-game. SCHIAVONE Oh. Give me your thoughts on the 24/7 title match between the champion, David Geddon, and The Phenom. VENTURA The Phenom has raised quite a few eyebrows since entering the OAOAST. Some of his past actions prove he's willing to do whatever it takes to win. That's why I think he'll take home to the title tonight. SCHIAVONE We haven't seen a corporation crash and burn so fast since Eron, but that's exactly what's happened to Jim Cornette Enterprises. With no Jim Cornette ringside, the New New Midnight Express and The Saints will attempt to settle their differences in the ring. VENTURA Ah, I think that's wishful thinkin' on James E.'s part. The New New Midnight Express are former tag team champions, but The Saints have had a fire lit under them since joining J.C.E. It could go either way, but I gotta go with The Saints. Who doesn't love Synth? If I had more hair, I'd grow an afro. You should too, Schiavone. SCHIAVONE I don't think that would be a pleasent sight. We've already covered The Original Elite/COD match, but Zack Malibu also has another title match tonight -- the Fatal 4-Way for the X-Division title. Can Zack become the first triple threat winner in the OAOAST -- World, tag and X-Division champion? VENTURA I'm not sure what the Elite's line of thinking is when it came to tonight. I mean, Zack's gotten Dan and Tony is all sorts of trouble with Chicks Over Dicks, while he has trouble of his own with the X-Division champion Leon Rodez. I think Zack should of replaced himself with Tony when he got booked into the Fatal 4-Way. It's a huge injustice that Watts is letting Malibu pull not double, but TRIPLE-DUTY. His best bet is to let the other 3 men in the match beat the hell outta each other and sneak it for the pin. Panther and Chris Bryte feuded throughout 2004, so either one of them winning wouldn't be a surprise, but I'm gonna say tonight will be the night the elite defy all odds. Zack Malibu captures the X-Title. And Rodez goes back to shaving his legs. SCHIAVONE That brings us to the OAOAST Championship match: the returning A.J. Flaire challengers the champion, Drek Stone. VENTURA A.J. is one of the best wrestlers to have ever walked into the OAOAST, but he's coming in as the challenger against a man who has skyrockted up the OAOAST since his arrival last year. It's gonna be tough for Drek, but I gotta go with the champion of the world. Flaire's gonna be wishing his back never healed after tonight. SCHIAVONE Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I'm honored to welcome in our guest, the Chairman of the Board "Cowboy" Bill Watts. Bill, I understand you have a big announcement as it relates to the OAOAST tag team championship and AngleMania IV. Dressed casually and looking very grandfatherly with his glasses on, a very upbeat Chairman of the Board appears next to Tony and Jesse. WATTS Has the OAOAST has kicked off the new year red hot or what, Tony? Before I go into detail about the announcement I have to make, I wanna say two things first. One, I wanna thank the fans for making 2004 the most successful year in OAOAST history, and for allowing us into their homes for tonight's event, which we believe will be one of our best. Two, on behalf of everybody in the OAOAST, we'd like to send out our best wishes and congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Donald Trump. If you think things are hot tonight, things will be gettin' even hotter in the weeks to come because I'm proud to announce, that beginning this Thursday, February 3rd, a single-elimination tag team tournament will take place on HeldDOWN~! to decide who'll face the World's tag team champions at AngleMania IV, with the finals taking place at our next pay-per-view event -- Zero Hour. Invitations were sent out to 9 teams -- all of which accepted -- informing them about the tournament and its rules. There will be two 4 team conferences named after two of the best tag teams in OAOAST history -- the Los Infernales Conference and Miracle Weirdness Connection Conference -- with the winning team receiving the Anderson Cup, named after one of the greatest tag team specialists "The Enforcer" Arn Anderson, and tag title match at AngleMania IV. Now I know some of you are thinking, didn't he say 9 teams received invites to the tournament? Then how come they are two 4 team conferences? Very simple. The loser of tonight's World's tag team title match will participate in the Anderson Cup. In addition to either Black T or C.O.D. being involved in the tournament, so will the following: Hell's Hitmen, the former World's tag team champions the New New Midnight Express, current HI-YAH International tag team champions The Love Doctors, The Saints, the Frankensteiners, the Fanboiz -- for their victory in the Invitation by Anarchy tag match last November -- and the Global Party XChange! "GPX!" "GPX!" "GPX!" WATTS I personally look forward to this tournament because it shows the depth of the tag team scene in the OAOAST, unlike those so-called wrestling promotions up North. Now, if you'd all direct your attention to the AngleTron for the revealing of the brackets. OPENING ROUND LOS INFERNALES CONFERENCE GPX vs. The Love Doctors * The Saints vs. Fanboiz MIRACLE WEIRDNESS CONNECTION CONFERENCE Black T/C.O.D. vs. New New Midnight Express Hell's Hitmen vs. Frankensteiners * SEMI-FINALS February 17th ANDERSON CUP FINALS Minneapolis, Minnesota Zero Hour, February 27th live on Pay-Per-View * February 3rd WATTS The Finals will take place in Minneapolis, Minnesota, Sunday, February 27th. We're gonna kick things off this Thursday with one match from each conference. It'll be the Global Party XChange vs. The Love Doctors and Hell's Hitmen vs. the Frankensteiners. What makes professional wrestling the greatest sport in the world, Tony and Jesse, is that we don't have salary caps, so our playing fields are level. Everybody in this sport knows it takes all but 3 seconds or a quick and painful submission hold to win a match. That's why teams like the Fanboys and Frankensteiners will be very dangerous in this tournament. While they'll be heavy underdogs, remember the Fanboiz defeated 5 other teams at Thanksgiving Star Wars last November, and that the Frankensteiners have become one of the most feared tag teams overseas, and scored a huge upset this past Thursday night. With that said, let's get tonight's card underway. Let's hook 'em up! SCHIAVONE Alrighty. Beginning this Thursday, a tournament will take place on HeldDOWN~! to determine which team will get a shot at OAOAST tag team title match at AngleMania IV. We certainly look forward to that. But it's time to begin our first major event of the new year. Every major championship is on the line tonight, as well as a steel cage match between Chris Stevens and the former OAOAST Champion Hoff, not to mention the World title match involving the Champion Drek Stone and the returning A.J. Flaire. We'll also announce the location of AngleMania IV. VENTURA My good friend, Donald Trump, the owner of the OAOAST is gonna announce it personally. SCHIAVONE That's right. It's gonna be a good one. Let's go to the ring and Michael Buffer! With Michael Cole, The Coach and Caboose calling the action from Sofa Central! Guys?

Thanks. I feel the execution could've been better but I think it came off really well, considering it was a rush job. I'm very pleased with what I've written for next week. I'm kinda kicking myself for not using an older show like 90210 or Melrose Place for J.R.'s TV viewing. J.R. trying to become cool by watching a show that's been long gone would of worked better because he'd be a few years behind in the cool department. And here's a bit of useless triva -- I haven't seen the O.C. More feedback to come.

Segment involving The Saints and NNMX

This was the first Shootin' It Up I managed to read entirely, and I really enjoyed it. After reading the quote above, I just realized Dan and I became a team the same way D-X (HBK & HHH) did -- thrown into a tag match against their two biggest rivals at the time. And yeah, we should move these to HE so they can be archived, as well as the Mid-South match and Zack's T.O.E. formation segments.

I already called the opener with my match. I'll put the 4-Way on second. Judging from this past HD, looks like the AP card is all set.

I would give detailed feedback, but as I was writing it on the Fast Reply option, I went in and edited the part of the show that has Black T's and Cappa's promos because the way the show was originally formated, it had Cappa beating up Watts, then Watts returning to announce the stips for next week's BT-Saints title match which wouldn't make sense considering Bill got beaten with a baseball bat. By now you know what happened. I lost everything I had written when I edited the show. So, let me say I really enjoyed the show. After I lost the feedback I had written I stopped reading the show and won't finish it off until later today, but shout outs to Zack and Patty for the 6-man tag. Everybody did a good job.

OAOAST Tag Team Title Match: The Saints vs. The Original Elite, represented by Black T

Okay, AP will be held in Toronto. New New Midnight Express vs. The Saints

Black T respond to The Saints

Whatever happened to WCW Commissioner Nick Bockwinkel? The last time I remember seeing him was on The Main Event preshow before The Great American Bash 1995. What did he do in WCW besides being Commish? Did he have a say in booking, or just a figurehead position on TV? What was the deal with the snake biting Jake Roberts -- or should I say Jake making the snake bite him? -- at Halloween Havoc '92?

Since I rather leave some form of feedback (even if it's small) than none at all, let me just say I've only managed to skim the show, but I enjoyed what I've read. NY did a great job considering the circumstances, but that isn't a shock since he's one of the best writers we have. GPX delivered another one of their trademark promos. Heck, all the promos were well done. I also gotta give props to Eskimo for writing TLD-BT. He did a great job making both teams look good while giving TLD their big win. I liked the cold opening at the beginning. It was a break from the usual open then cut to graphics we do. It felt old school, but I can't remember ever seeing that, lol. But I liked it.

Oddly enough, Rob appeared on The Tonight Show w/Jay Leno last night, promoting Deuce Bigelow: European Gigolo. I didn't even know there'd be a sequel to DB. Who wrote the Alix promo with TT? It looked like Zack's writing...