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* DING * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLadies and gentlemen...this is our MAIN EVENT of the evening, sanctioned by the OAOAST and the state athletic commission, for the HEAVYWEIGHT TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD! When the bell rings your referee in charge of the action, senior official Earl Hebner. So are you ready? Wrestling fans, ARE...YOU...RRRRRRREADY? :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: BUFFER Then for the thousands in attendence and the millions watching around the world...ladies and gentlemen...LLLLLLLET'S GET READY TO RRRRRRRUUUUUMBLLLLLLLE! The lights go down and strobe lights flash over the arena, System of a Down's [i]Hypnotize[/i] blaring in the background. Hoff's trademark silver fireworks explode at the top of the stage when the main guitar riff hits, the strobe lights damn near blinding everyone in attendence and at home as he and Drek Stone step out onto the stage, soaking in the boos that in their minds they hear as cheers and taunting fans who dare voice support for the Heavenly Rockers or the men Team Axel will face in 3 days at Syndicated. BUFFER Currently making their way to the ring are the challengers, choosing to be introduced as a team. Together they have held countless championships, including 2 World Titles. Sunday night, July 30th at Syndicated they look to gain control of the OAOAST along with former World Champion and HeldDOWN~! General Manager Axel. The challengers in tonight's main event...DREK STONE and HOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! COACH Much respect and U-N-I-T-Y right there. No doubt Hoff and Drek will land high cabinet positions in Axel's administration. COLE Well, they'll have to defeat Tony Brannigan's team at Syndicated for that to happen. Theoretically, Drek Stone and Hoff could find themselves unemployed after Syndicated, as could Axel and the people who've decided to drink his kool-aid. COACH Real original, Cole. The kool-aid reference. Besides, do you really think the OAOAST would fire men and women who draw ratings and sell pay-per-views? COLE Stranger things have happened. Hoff climbs up the turnbuckles, puttting his left foot on the second rope and his right foot on the top, raising his right fist into the air and closing his eyes to soak in the boos. Drek Stone poses near the ropes, pounding his chest twice before raising one arm into the air, sending a shower of glittering red, white, and green fireworks up from each corner. BUFFER And their opponents... "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The strobe lights flicker like crazy as [i]Heart-Shaped Box[/i] replaces [i]Hypnotize[/i]. BUFFER (CONT'D) ...from Sin City, at a total combine weight of 445 pounds, the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time and the reigning and defending tag team champions of the wooooooorld... THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOCKERRRRRRRRRSSSSSSS! :huh: :huh: :huh: By now the Heavenly Rockers would have already ran out onto the stage, but they are nowhere to be seen, much to the amusement of Drek Stone and Hoff. COLE Did I miss something? What's so damn fun... Oh, my. You don't think... COACH I think so. The firings have begun, so to speak. Hoff yanks the microphone from Michael Buffer's hands. HOFF Uh-oh. I think somebody got cold feet. DREK And it's not even your wedding day, Logan. HOFF Tell me, Drek, do you really think it's a case of cold feet or--or did Synth and Logan realize what they were up against and just said the hell with it? DREK Oh, without question, they saw what they were up against and decided to try their luck in the casinos instead. HOFF I wouldn't want to mess with us either. And we've messed with each other before...in the ring I mean. DREK I gotta be honest. I'm getting kinda bored out here, Hoff. I thought we were gonna wrestle tonight. Should we continue to entertain the crowd with our brilliant mic work or just have the Guy Who Screwed Bret count the Heavenly Rockers out and award us the belts by forefit? Personally, I'm voting for victory by countout so we can get the hell outta this town faster. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" DREK Ooh, burn. A page from the evil Alfdogg playbook. Keep the belt warm for me, "champ." I'll pick it up at Angleslam. (to referee Earl Hebner) Whaddya waitin' for? Ring the bell and count, Hebner. * DING DING DING * 1... 2... 3... COLE The nevere of these guys. Who do they think they are, running their mouths like this? They're acting like Axel already controls the OAOAST. Well I got news for them, it won't be this easy Sunday night. I can promise you that. 4... 5... 6... "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH Hey! The Heavenly Rockers sneak up behind Drek Stone and Hoff, who are both facing the entranceway. Synth and Logan successfully climb to the top rope without tipping-off Hoff or Stone. Hoff does a double-take after Drek crumbles to the mat, drilled in the back of the head by a Logan Mann double-axehandle! Logan rubs Drek's face into the mat, giving the # 1 contender to the World Title a homemade nose job by repeatedly slamming his face into the canvas. Help is on its way when Hoff looks up... ...and is leveled by a MISSLE DROPKICK from the Synthmeister! Now outside, Logan gives Drek a taste of what Holly experienced last week, introducing the arrogant Italian Stallion's face to the STEEL STEPS. Hoff rolls out to the floor. Synth follows him out, hitting the ropes for extra momentum and leaping to the top, diving out onto Hoff...only to be caught in a bearhug and rammed into the ringpost! Hoff comes over from the other side and wallops Logan. The two members of Team Axel scoope Logan up and drop him throat-first on the guardrail. As if that isn't bad enough, Hoff lands big right hands while Drek chokes Logan with his own shirt, causing him to foam from the mouth! Across the ring, Synth is just now returning to his feet. He sees the double-team on the AngleTron...GRRRRRRRRRR! Synth reacts the time he saw the TV commerical of a Gecko running on water, walking the tight rope that is the guardrail and wiping both Hoff and Drek out with a clothesline! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE There's a 2 for 1 coupon you won't find in Sunday's paper. Hoff tossed inside the ring, thus breaking up the double countout put on by referee Earl Hebner. Synth slingshots in, dropping both legs across the well tanned and built chest of Hoff. The cover and count. ONE... KICKOUT! We still got 8 minutes left in the show, not including the overrun. So of course Hoff kicks out. The Synthmeister plays drums on Hoff's noggin, slapping him around. But business picks up and picks up in a hurry. Hoff reversing the Irish whip of Synth, but whiffing on a clothesline. Synth going under and off the ropes, only to once again find himself caught in the arms of Hoff. Hoff catching the Synth-a-nator in midair as he went up for a flying crossbody. Unlike the last time, however, it's a better outcome for Synth and the Heavenly Rockers in general. Logan stepping in to dropkick his partner/best man onto Hoff! COLE Great teamwork on the part of the Heavenly Rockers. Here's the cover! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! * TAG * As he's done countless times before, Logan predictably -- but successfully -- delivers a double-axehandle from the top, knocking Hoff off his feet. Hoff again finds himself on his back, this time courtesy of a running elbow square between the eyes. Logan pops up and whallops Drek with a sharpe right. Then he shifts his attention back towards Hoff, charging forward...SPINEBUSTER~! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH Can you say momentum-swinger? Hahahahaha. ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Hoff shocks everyone by lifting Logan up at the last split-second. Putting the badmouth on Logan for daring challenge him and Drek to a fight, Hoff wishes to punish the lead vocalist of the Heavenly Rockers some more, punching him in the face. Hoff calls for the boot, and gets just that from Drek Stone. Hoff sending Logan face-first into the bottom of Drek's boot. Enter Stone, now the legal man. He jerks Mann's head back from the force of one of his European uppercuts. Irish whip and a beautiful, Drek wasting Logan with a standing dropkick. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Still a lot of fight left in Mann. So Drek places him in a SLEEPER HOLD to not only keep the high-flier grounded but to systematically suck the life out of him. Earl checks the position of Stone's forearm to ensure the sleeper isn't a choke. COACH I suppose if you're gonna cut somebody's air supply you might as well do it legally with a sleeper and not a choke. Heh. "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" Synth drumming up support for Logan. Earl raising the arm up...and down. ONE... Again. It drops a second time. TWO... One more and it's over. THREE-- NO! Earl waves off the count. Logan experiencing a surge of adreanline, rising up and delivering a series of back elbows to the midsection. Stone maintains the sleeper, however, but not for long as Logan falls to the seat of his pants to hand Drek a nasty jawbreaker! Logan shakes off the cobwebs as he inches over to his corner. Synth transforming himself into a real life Stretch Armstrong trying to extend his hand as far over the top rope as possible. Drek and Hoff are first to make a tag. Hoff scrambles across the ring to cut off the Heavenly Rockers tag, but is unable to do so. Logan dives to the corner and makes the exchange! :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: Springboard back elbow puts Hoff on his back. Drek gets caught with a roundhouse right. Synth keeps the pace moving, hip-tossing both Hoff and Stone and connecting with picture perfect dropkicks and inverted atomic drops. Hoff doubled over, Synth brings him down with a swinging neckbreaker. He climbs onto the middle turnbuckle for his second rope elbow drop, but Drek gets in the way, in essence wanting to take the bullet for Hoff. Synth has no problem granting Stone's request, dropkicking him from the middle rope. Hoff clobbers Synth from behind, following up with an Irish whip that's reversed. Baaaaack body...Hold it. Hoff floats over and knees Synth in the lower back, applying a rear facelock as he lifts Synth in the air...only to have Synth slip out and spin Hoff around, twirling the FINGER OF DEATH~! COLE Here it comes! A dose of Percussion! PERCUSSION DDT...INTO A NORTHER LIGHTS SUPLEX! COLE Oh, a tremendous counter by Hoff. He might have him. ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Save made by Logan. He and Drek get physcial, battling near the ropes, trading haymakers. Unknowingly, Hoff clotheslines Logan into Drek, sending both falling through the ropes to the outside. Synth surprises Hoff with a school boy! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Synth throws a kick at Hoff's midsection, but it's caught. Enzurigi...NO! Hoff ducks and clamps on the ANKLELOCK! Synth cries out in pain, pushing up and rolling through, breaking the hold and sending Hoff stumbling throat-first onto the middle rope. In other promotions that would be followed up by the 619, but not in the OAOAST. Instead, Logan reaches up and pops Hoff with a WICKED LEFT HOOK~! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Rattled, Hoff staggers back towards the center of the ring and Synth, who kicks the big man in the gut and DDT's him! COLE Percussion! Percussion! ONE... TWO... THREE! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" NO!! COLE Damn him! OAOAST Presidential hopeful AXEL pulls Earl Hebner outside, causing the two to exchange words. Just when Synth is about to get involved in the discussion Drek Stone slithers into the ring like the snake that he is and hits the STONECUTTER! He drapes Hoff's arm on top of Synth and exits, keeping a low profile behind the ring apron to avoid detection, completely missing out on TONY BRANNIGAN's sudden arrival ringside. The captain of Team Brannigan shoves Logan, who was on his way to confront Axel, into ringpost! COLE I never thought I'd hear myself say I'm glad to see Tony Brannigan. COACH He has no reason out here. COLE Neither does Axel. COACH Yeah, but... COLE No buts about it. Tony Brannigan evening the odds. Unfortunately, Logan Mann had to pay the price, but if it prevents Hoff and Drek from capturing the tag titles then I'm sure Logan would agree it's one worth paying. Axel drops his arguement with Hebner, allowing the referee to return to the ring to make the count. His eyes lighting up like a little boy on Christmas day when Tony Brannigan comes his way. POW! COLE Down goes Axel. But, damnit, we're gonna have new champions. ONE... TWO... THREE-- * BOOM * "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Out of nowhere, DAN BLACK flies into view, headbutting Hoff from the top rope! * DING DING DING * COACH Black T just screwed Drek and Hoff of the tag titles. What gives?! COLE You know what they say, paybacks are a bitch. Black T send the crowd into a frenzy, removing the BELTS from around their waists to WHIP Axel and Hoff like the dogs they are! All hell breaks loose as Drek Stone brings a STEEL CHAIR into the mix, BLASTING both Dan and Tony! The ring is pelted with garbage as it turns into a 3 on 2 attack. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The crowd roars as ALFDOGG storms the ring and hits anybody that moves, specifically setting his sights on the man he'll defend his World Title against at Angleslam, Drek Stone. COLE The [i]real[/i] champ is here! Alf does a helluva job fighting 3 men at once, but the tide turns when CRYSTAL and GUNNER SHARPS join their teammates on the beatdown. Axel barking orders at his troops, demanding the destruction of the opposition prior to Syndicated. Just when it seems all is lost, everyone gets a boost from LEON RODEZ! COLE Leon's here. Go get 'em, Leon! Much like Alfdogg, Leon experiences early success on his quest to send Axel and company retreating, but is quickly overwhelmed. Axel and Hoff put the boots to Black T while Crystal and Gunner do the same to Leon, as is Drek to Alf. Team Axel in complete control when they spot "Cowboy" Bill Watts onstage. Needing the aid of crutches to stand up, Watts points at every member of Team Axel and motions backstage. *BbwWbAhmotherfuckerLlIiiBbbEErRrAATtTeeyYyOUUurRrMmmMmMiIInNnDddDd!!* "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH Holy crap! COLE BOHEMOTH! Pimp'd out in dress clothes none of us could afford, Bo sprints to the ring. Team Axel standing tall until Bo enters the squared circle, leaving Gunner Sharps all alone with the Metrosexual Monster as they all hightail it. To his credit, Gunner doesn't back down. In fact, he takes it right to Bo. The crowd reacting to every haymaker thrown by the big men. Kick to the midsection doubles Bo over, but Gunner makes the mistake of attempting an Irish whip. Bo easily reverses and flatens Sharps with a SPINEBUSTAH~! "BO!" "BO!" "BO!" Team Axel save Gunner from any further damage, pulling him outside to saftey. A small cut above his right eye, Tony Brannigan asks for and receives a microphone. TONY Nothing more than a good old-fashion brawl to get the blood flowing! If you don't know by now, boys and girls, let me introduce you to our 5th partner. To quote one of the greatest characters in cinematic history: "Say hello to my little friend." In this case, our [i]big[/i] friend, the Metrosexual Monster...BOHEMOTH! AXEL :o COLE Yes! COACH No! Bo shakes the ropes, not only jacking himself up but the fans and his teammates as well, all of whom surround him. COLE Team Axel can't believe it. It's like they've just seen a ghost. Bo grabs the mic. BO I've said a few weeks ago and I'll say it again, I'm not really good at these things so I'll keep it short and sweet. Let's not wait until Sunday night. Let's do it right here, right now! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Team Axel fake rush the ring, then to the surprise of many actually hit it. Drek vs. Alfdogg. Axel vs. Tony. Crystal vs. Leon. Gunner vs. Bo. Hoff vs. Dan. NUCLEAR HEAT~! COLE Oh, my. We gotta go! We gotta go!! We'll see you Sunday night at Syndicated. They may actually brawl all the way to Australia. The show ends with security swarming the ring, all 10 competitiors continuing to slug it out as we [b]fade to black[/b].

By no means a 5 star classic, but it does its job putting the final touches on the Team Axel/Team Tony storyline headed into Syndicated (including the final partner for Team Brannigan). Patty rule in effect. So Adam or NYU, you have free reign to make any edits/additions. PROMO COLE I understand our broadcast colleague Josh Matthews is standing by backstage with a special interview. Josh? CUT TO: Josh all my his lonesome at the backstage interview position. JOSH Last week, one of the most horrific events I've ever seen in professional wrestling took place when Drek Stone gave Holly-Wood a Stonecutter on the steel ring steps after she tried to prevent him from interfering in the on-going tag team title match between Black T and the Heavenly Rockers. In fairness, and as Drek Stone supporters have rush to point out, he only acted in self-defense. [quote]AXEL, HOFF and DREK STONE force their way through the crowd and over the guardrail. Unware of what's coming up behind her Holly accidently bumps into Drek Stone, who gives her a wink and a love pat on the BUTT! Holly's like, "Oh, no, you didn't," jumping on Stone's back, clawing at his eyes. Enough of the foreplay says Drek, wrapping his arm around Holly's neck. He slings her over his shoulder... ...STONECUTTER ON STEEL RING STEPS![/quote] JOSH Still, there was no need for Drek to do what he did. Ironically enough, it was Stone's involvement that would lead to the Heavenly Rockers retaining their World Tag Team Title. Now joined by the champions themselves, who issued a challenged earlier in the week to Hoff and Drek Stone for tonight. SYNTH Who only accepted if we'd put the straps on the line. Can ya believe dat? JOSH It's kinda smart, actually. Since they're involved in the huge 10-man tag at Syndicated, there was no reason for them to take you up on your challenge and risk possible injury if the belts weren't on the line. Anyway, thank you for being here. Logan, I gotta start with you. With your wedding just two weeks away, the one question many have been asking since last Thursday night, which Jesse "The Body" Ventura aluded to on commentary: Is your relationship with Holly-Wood curse? LOGAN There no such thing as curses, Josh Matthews. Bad luck is another story. You see, every relationship has its trials and tribulations. And like any trial, it can drag out over a long period of time. Earlier this year Synth and I won the second annual Anderson Cup, defeating the Sooner Bruisers in the tournament finals. As anybody who watched that night will remember, the Sooners went into roid rage and...boom! Dropped on my head; had to be carried off on a stretcher. I'd never forget, as I was loaded onto the ambulance, Arn Anderson walking over and telling me about a phrase he must've said a thousand times and deeply believed in, that being "adversity introduces a man to himself." He told us that night we'd find out if we were cut out to be professional wrestlers. It wouldn't require us to go in front of thousands of people and say we're more than a couple of rockstars-turned-wrestlers, please take us seriously. He said to look up at the ceiling when we're lying on the hospital beds and if we felt that fire burning in our gut, we had arrived. That fire was and still is burning, Josh Matthews. All Drek Stone did was pour gasoline on the fire. Later on in the evening, I'm gonna shove my fist so far down his throat I'm gonna be molesting him from the inside! I'm gonna tear you up, Stone! I'm ready to do this thing! SYNTH Amped to the max! JOSH Tonight will be the third week in a row you have defended the tag team championship on television. About you concerned about stretching yourselves thin? LOGAN It's Logan, not Lohan. We aren't twigs, we're rock 'n' roll pigs. Anytime we step into the ring with these belts could be our last. It doesn't make a difference if we defend the belts 14 days in a row or once every 30 days, the odds say we're gonna lose them eventually, so we're gonna live every moment like it's our last. JOSH One last question if I may. SYNTH Because you asked so nice, you don't have to say it twice. Spit it out like man jelly! JOSH I'm not Lance Bass, so I wouldn't know about that. However, there are two men lurking in the wings who know something about tag team gold. Dan Black and Tony Brannigan, Black T. After the events of last week, they say they're the uncrowned One & Only Anglesault Thread tag team champions. SYNTH (holds up tag belt) Eye ball dat, silly bitches. LOGAN Dan and Tony don't have to worry about a thing. They'll get their shot at us. Belts or no belts. Don't matter. Ain't done with them by any stretch of the imagination. Unfinished business. Now it's time for us to go take care of business. SYNTH Y'all deal wit dat, muthafuckers! JOSH Back to you at Sofa Central.

The Heavenly Rockers vs. Drek Stone and Hoff Can I call the main event?

Truthfully, I'd probably screw up. Real bad. The Anderson Cup is more my cup of tea because I have knowledge of the teams involved, something I wouldn't have in a tournament like the one Alf is writing. Considering I had hoped Eski would write the tag title match, I'm pleased with how it turned out. Hey, I got no problems putting over my work. As for the show, kick-ass! Adam delivered big-time in the opening segment. Major, MAJOR developments. Involving Leon Rodez, Crystal and Gunner is excellent booking, not to mention logical given their history. It was also a smart decision to have Leon wrestle most of the handicap match. Minor nitpick, but wasn't Axel devastated after Crystal left him? Did they make up? Is that how he got her to join Team Axel? Either way, hot angle to start the show. at the explaination for last week's non-gauntlet match. Call me crazy, but I wouldn't mind seeing Drek Stone and Otaku hook 'em up. And Otaku goes to the pay winda, in the immortal words of Dusty Rhodes, defeating UVX. After tonight's airing I demand more HOOLIGANDA. The way the segment was written has me thinking somebody's been watching some tapes. Thumbs up! One thing I love about the OAOAST is, if a character is gone for a few weeks, like TJ Burns in this case, whenever he or she returns there's some reason behind it. To borrow a phrase our own NYU once uttered: "The little things." I began rooting for the Canadians once I read their theme song was Tom Sawyer. And they won! KC with more Beverly Hills Blonds awesomeness. Patty will have an orgasm once he hears Melody made a cameo apperance. We sure put Tony Schiavone and to a lesser extent Jesse Ventura to use this week, huh? About time they earned their paychecks. Always mark for the interview podium. Alf's ready for war. Another fancy, at least for us, video interview...from Zack this time. I think he's ready for war too. Ooh, pretty graphics. More genius booking, putting the Syndicated announce team on HD to call the tag title match and plug Syndicated on July 30th. What's that date? July 30th. Forgot it? July 30th. Brock is pissed. Tons of pain delivered. Sweet TV main event. Match of the Night: CW vs. Bo Line of the Night: "I saw your performance at Battlebowl...and I started to think that maybe Chef Boyardee would be a more suitable challenger at AngleSlam." -- Alfdogg, OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion

No post-match drama, only match. CUE: "Quiet" by the Smashing Pumpkins A thick cloud of black smoke fills the entranceway, marking the arrival of Black T who are met by a considerable amount of cheers. In the unfamiliar role of challenger, the duo dubbed the "Trans-Atlantic Wrecking" maintain that cool and confident march to the ring. They understand the importance of tonight's match, one they likely won't see again until July 30th at Syndicated. Speaking of which... * SWOOP~! * [img=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/papacita/OAOAST/syndicatedannouncers.jpg] SCHIAVONE Hi, everyone. Tony Schiavone and Jesse "The Body" Ventura from OAOAST Syndicated here to bring you the next match on HeldDOWN~!, and what a big match it is, Jesse Ventura. VENTURA You got arguably the greatest tag team in OAOAST history, Black T, going up against the self-proclaimed greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time, the Heavenly Rockers, for the tag team championship of the world. It's almost as big as the 10-man tag set for Syndicated, July 30th. SCHIAVONE After the horrible event that took place earlier tonight involving Bill Watts, more like a 5-on-4 handicap match come July 30th, Jesse. VENTURA Hey, you know what? I have no interest in the outcome of the 10-man at Syndicated because my checks are signed by TSM, so no matter who controls the OAOAST after July 30th I still get paid, but Watts got what he had coming, Schiavone. He never should of tried to compete with the younger generation. The wrestlers of today are bigger, stronger, nastier and dirtier. You'd never see a guy from my generation try to compete with the wrestlers of today, [i]brother[/i]. CUE: "Heart-Shaped Box" "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE Oh, yeah! That ovation can only mean one thing... VENTURA The Body is here. SCHIAVONE No, the Heavenly Rrrrockers! The Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood appear on the multi-colored lit stage. No lime speedos this week. Synth and Logan back to sporting their leather jackets and pants. In a light-hearted moment, an overly ambiguous male fan showers Logan and Holly with rice. Unlike Lolly, security isn't amused. The fan is restrained and escorted out of the premises. Synth and Logan soak in the madness from the crowd, posing on the turnbuckles while never letting their eyes off Black T. A singular white spotlight beams down on Michael Buffer as he takes center stage. * DING * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLadies and gentlemen, your attention please. The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the ONE & ONLY ANGLESAULT THREAD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD! Your referee for the bout...multi-time European Referee of the Year, Sir Miles Manchester. Are you ready? Wrestling fans, ARE...YOU...RRRRREADY? "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" BUFFER Then for the thousands in attendence and the millions watching live on TSM...ladies and gentlemen...LLLLLLLET'S GET READY TO RRRRRUUUUMBLLLLLLLE! [b][color=#FF0000][size=3]BOOM[/size][/color]~! [color=#3366FF][size=3]BOOM[/size][/color]~! [color=#33CC00][size=3]BOOM[/size][/color]~![/b] BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers...considered by many the greatest tag team in OAOAST history, weighing in tonight at 502 pounds, the former three-time professional wrestling tag team champions of the woooooorld, the Trans-Atlantic Wrecking Crew..."THE ICE HEART" DAN BLACK and TONY BRANNIGAN...BLACK TEEEEEEEEEEEE! "BOO-YEAH-BOO-YEAH-BOO-YEAH-BOO!" Dan and Tony stand back-to-back, slowly opening their robes as they rotate in a circular motion to display their bodies to the masses. They wipe the beads of sweat on their foreheads and flick them in the direction of the Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood for shits and giggles. (They're heeling it up tonight, folks. You can cheer them July 30th.) BUFFER And their opponents, accompanied by their manager HOLLY-WOOD...from Sin City, total combine weight of 445 pounds, the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time and the reigning TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WOOOOOOORLD...THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRROOOOOOOCKERRRRRRRSSSSSSS! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE Nobody does introductions like Michael Buffer. VENTURA Absolutely. But I gotta say, I'm disappointed with the reaction for Black T. Here they are fighting for their company, and the only one's who really understood how big of a threat the OAOAST was under, and they're getting booed? That's like spiting in the face of a solider just back from Iraq or Afganistan. No matter your political view, you put it aside for the men and female putting their life on the line. SCHIAVONE Point well taken, although I'm not sure I'd put it like that. We are in the hometown of the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame, you know. Synth and Logan bounce from pillar-to-post, amping up the crowd. They unstrap the tag belts from around their waists and hand them over to referee Miles Manchester, only for Black T to pry 'em away. Despite being fan favorites in their grudge against Axel, Drek Stone and Hoff, Black T are heavily booed for their actions. The Trans-Atlantic Wrecking Crew pose with the belts in front of Synth and Logan, no respect for the champions whatsoever. VENTURA Ha ha. You gotta love it, Schiavone. The mind games already being played. Black T learn Synth and Logan aren't here to play, throwing their jackets in the faces of Dan and Tony! All 4 men burn holes through each other as Miles intervenes, ordering both sides to their corners. SCHIAVONE Miles Manchester, one of the all time great referees in the sport, showing why he's still going strong all these years later, taking control of the situation. Looks like we're ready to go with Dan Black and Logan Mann starting for their teams. * DING DING * Dan and Logan lean in and lock up in the center of the ring. Dan Black leaving Mann spaghetti-legged following a brutal European uppercut. Into the corner goes Logan, meeting face to face with the top turnbuckle. Black viciously chops Logan in the corner until his chest turns into the color of ground beef. Irish whip to the far corner, Black charging in but hitting nothing but turnbuckle as Logan swings over the top and nails the Ice Heart with a top rope double-axehandle smash! Mann goes for the cover, but sudden takes a quick left and levels Tony Brannigan with a running elbow! Dan attacks from the blindside, bur Logan sees him and throws a WICKED LEFT HOOK~! Black ducks and wraps up Mann for one of his many suplex varations, a German Suplex. But Logan lands on his feet and tags Synth. DOUBLE SYNCHRONIZED DROPKICK! The Heveanly Rockers rocking and rolling. Tony Brannigan not faring any better than his partner, the recipent of a double hip-toss and synchronized dropkick. Black hurries in, and is launched into Brannigan, the two tumbling over the top rope to the floor! VENTURA Black T need a time-out. Right on cue, Dan and Tony call for time. And like a well-oiled machine... SCHIAVONE There aren't any time outs in wrestling, Jesse. Their IQ double that of Stephen Hawking, Black T create a makeshift time out by stalling. They revise their game plan and ready themselves for more intense action. Tony Brannigan replacing Dan Black as the legal man, flaunts both biceps, as if that's somehow supposed to impress or intimidate Synth. The Synthmeister returns the favor, popping the crowd by flexing his rather scrawny arms compared to Brannigan. As Synth quickly finds out -- you don't tug on Superman's cape, spit in the air, or mock another man's biceps. Tony stuns Synth with a kneelift to the midsection, then connects with forearm shots that rattles the rock star. Synth shot off to the ropes and decked by a back elbow from the former World Champion. Synth's sternum victimized by a number of power forearm drops, Brannigan scooping him up and firing the Synthmeister into the corner. He gets a big surprise as he charges in...a back elbow to the jaw! Synth leaps onto the middle turnbuckle and jumps off, delivering a SECOND ROPE ELBOW DROP! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! Synth brings Tony up in an armbar and drags him over to the Heavenly Rockers corner, he and Logan utilizing a series of quick tags to weaken the arm of Brannigan with axehandle smashes. Full armdrag and twist into an armdrag takeover, Logan Mann using an armbar to ground his much larger opponent. The veteran that he is, Tony Brannigan doesn't panic -- he gets cagey. Brannigan returns to his feet, grimacing due to the annoyance from the armbar, and lures Logan into the Black T corner, but before he and Dan can engage in some ass-kicking Logan battles his way out. SCHIAVOINE Right, left. Bionic elbow, right jab. Logan Mann a house afire! Tony reverses Mann's Irish whip attempt, nearly stumbling over in the process. Which just so happens to coincide with a blind tag from the Heavenly Rockers. Such subtly. Sunset flip fails to bring Tony down as Synth enters. Brannigan avoids contact with Synth, the Synthmeister leapfrogging over and sliding through Tony's legs on the rebound, doubling over the big man with a kick to the gut as he lifts Logan up in a choke, causing him to release Mann by his side. The fans rise in unison as the Heavenly Rockers prepare to play some PERCUSSION, but not if Dan Black has his way. The Ice Heart rushing to the aid of his partner, he and Tony butting heads after Synth and Logan shove Brannigan back into him! Dan rolls onto the apron to shake off the cobwebs. Synth looks to capitalized by sending Brannigan in for the ride, but Tony counters and it's Synth who takes the ride across town. The wrong side of town. Black putting the knee up as Synth hits the ropes, jabbing it into the lower back of the Synthmeister. If Synth ventured into the wrong side of town, he now finds himself in a dark alley. Tony buys himself a breather by tossing Synth outside, which also gives Dan Black a chance to physically dissect the Synth-a-nator. VENTURA Oh, is Synth in a bad spot now. SCHIAVONE Tony Brannigan distracting the referee while Dan Black pumpels Synth on the arena floor! That isn't right. Miles Manchester having to restrain an understandably irate Logan Mann. Synth rammed shoulder-first into just about every piece of steel outside -- guardrail, ringpost, ring steps, etc. Dan nonchalantly rolls Synth back into the ring, dusting his hands as he climbs back onto the apron with a haunting smirk etched on his face. Tony Brannigan drives the knee into the side of the head prior to tagging out. Black doesn't hesitate with his next move, dragging Synth to the corner and WHACKING the right arm into the side of the RINGPOST! SYNTH Ah, shit! Synth flops like a fish out of water, once again finding that injury prone right arm in pain. Black relentless in his attack, thrusting Synth through the middle and top turnbuckles, driving the shoulder again into the ringpost! The focus remains on the arm, Dan delivering a picture-perfect shoulderbreaker before locking on a short-arm scissors. Logan and Holly rally the crowd. "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" "ROCK 'N' ROLL!" That gets the old adreanline flowing. Synth rolling onto his back, crotching over Dan to relive some of the pain. Kicks to the head leave Dan unfazed, Synth forced to try a new line of attack. And he does, grinding the bottom of the boot into the left eye until Black breaks the hold! Synth steps over Dan's body to near his corner, only to have his foot grabbed. Dan uses Synth's body to pull himself up, hammering the back of the neck with forearm smashes. Black scoopes Synth off the ground for a back suplex, but Synth floats over and locks on a DRAGON SLEEPER! Dan kicks his arms and legs in the air, desperately trying to escape the clutches of a move he knows all too well. On the verge of going down, Dan is saved by Tony Brannigan, whose clothesline shifts the momentum over to Dan who places Synth in the dragon sleeper! VENTURA He's got locked on and locked on good, Schiavone. SCHIAVONE Last month we talked about how the Great Angle Bash hadn't been kind to the incumbent World Tag Team Champions. The same can be said for HeldDOWN~! in the summertime, as the tag team championship has changed hands on this very program the past few years. VENTURA And it's looking more and more like that tradition will continue. Synth going out of it. Miles checks Synth, raising the arm up...and down. ONE... Arm goes up, arm goes down again. TWO... VENTURA One more and it's over. New champions. THREE-- NO!! The ROAR of the crowd says it all. Synth rising up to his feet, pumping his fists in a drumming motion. Knee strikes to the forehead doesn't break the hold, nor do closed fists to the side of the head. Dan allows Synth to roam around while trapped in the clutches of the dragon sleeper, letting him waste some of his energy. He cranks the pressure back on when Synth makes a play towards his corner. Trapped again in the center of the ring, Synth positions himself to where he can see the turnbuckle, cradles Dan's neck and blindly shuffles his feet forward, climbing up the turnbuckles and flipping over, planting Black into the canvas with an INVERTED DDT! VENTURA Whoa, unbelievable! SCHIAVONE My God! I've seen it and I still don't believe it. What a counter. But it also took a lot out of Synth. Synth musters up whatever strength he has left and drapes his arm over Dan. ONE... Synth's right arm gives away after making contact with Dan's chest, the pain shooting through his entire body. Under no threat from Synth Dan easily makes a tag, telling Brannigan to "finish him off." Tony gets in a few more kicks before picking Synth up and whipping him to the ropes. OUT OF BODY EX-- NO! Synth telegraphs the Out of Body Experience spinebuster, floating over the top and driving Tony into the ropes...but Brannigan bumps into the referee, sending senior citizen Miles Manchester out to the floor as Synth rolls Tony back. SCHIAVONE One, two, three, four, five. VENTURA Yeah, but the referee don't see. SCHIAVONE And from the looks of it, he may be hurt. Miles is seen holding onto his hip, grimacing in pain. Holly checks on the old man, signaling for help from the back. Meanwhile, the action continues inside the ring. Tony kicks out of the roll-up with authority, shoving Synth into the ropes. The Synthmeister leapfrogs Brannigan on the rebound, stopping in his tracks and spinning Tony around...PERCUSSION DDT!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE There it is! But there's still no referee. That changes as Lolly help Miles up and roll him back inside. Miles builds up the suspense by slowly crawling over to Synth and Tony, selling the hip injury like a champ. VENTURA What's this? There's gotta be some ethics violations here. I mean, this is close to bribery. Logan and Holly are trying to score points with the referee. ONE... TWO... THREE! NO!! SCHIAVONE Dan Black with the save out of nowhere! How about that? Black and Logan get into it, exchanging a couple of blows before Miles wraps Logan up from his knees, still doing his job despite a possible broken hip. With the ref's attention on Logan, Dan drags Tony all the way over to their corner and tags himself in. Black charges and is brought down by a drop toehold, Synth riding Dan like an amatuer wrestler would, placing Black in a front facelock as he brings him up to his feet...TWIRLING THE FINGER OF DEATH~! But Dan is determine not to go down easily, unleashing a round of knee strikes to the midsection, then goes for the Heart of Ice, but Synth fights it and rolls through. Both men up on their feet, Black takeing Synth over in a side headlock. Synth scissors the head, Dan countering by floating on top. ONE... TWO... THR-- Synth beautifully BRIDGES UP AND UNDER... NO! His right arm gives away and Dan immediately seizes the opportunity, bringing the Synthmeister down to the canvas in the "HEART OF ICE" CROSSFACE! SCHIAVONE (screaming at the top of his lungs) Heart of Ice! Heart of Ice! Heart..of...Ice! The fans are on their feet and cheering not so much because they love Black T, but rather the possibilty of witnessing a title change. Synth refusing to quit. His eyes increasing becoming heavy. VENTURA This guy is a glutton for punishment, Schiavone. I've never seen anyone last this long in the Heart of Ice. SCHIAVONE The tag titles mean so much to that young man, Jesse. The Heavenly Rockers have endured a lot to get to where they are now. If they lose the belts, they'll die trying. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" SCHIAVONE Wha...Is that--Is that who I think it is?! VENTURA It is! AXEL, HOFF and DREK STONE force their way through the crowd and over the guardrail. Unware of what's coming up behind her Holly accidently bumps into Drek Stone, who gives her a wink and a love pat on the BUTT! Holly's like, "Oh, no, you didn't," jumping on Stone's back, clawing at his eyes. Enough of the foreplay says Drek, wrapping his arm around Holly's neck. He slings her over his shoulder... ...STONECUTTER ON STEEL RING STEPS! SCHIAVONE (somber) Oh, m...Oh, my God. "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" VENTURA It's gotten out of hand now, Tony. Logan wonders what the fuss is about, checking his surrounds when he spots Drek Stone walking away from Holly, lifeless across the steel steps. Mann loses it. In a fit of rage and with no regard for his well being, Logan wipes Drek out with a slingshot crossbody! Wielding a STEEL CHAIR Hoff wallops Mann, knocking him off Drek. The two former World Champions lay a beating on Logan until another former World Champion enters the picture. Tony Brannigan tackles Drek Stone to the ground and wails away. Hoff gets in on the action, pumpeling Tony from behind while Logan attends to Holly, sobbing like a little bitch as EMTs arrive on the scene. Up on the apron, OAOAST Presidential hopeful Axel ganers the attention of both the referee and Dan Black just as Synth seemingly passes out from the pain. Axel is caught by surprise when Dan breaks the crossface and slugs him! SCHIAVONE Who's your daddy, Axel? Axel lies on the floor, woozy. Logan Mann helping EMTs wheel Holly backstage on a stretcher. The timekeeper going berserk in the background. But why? In the ring, Dan signals the end is near with the slashing of the throat. He scales the turnbuckles, giving himself a few seconds to properly blance himself on the top rope knowing Synth is unconscious. In case you've forgotten, this is wrestling. Nothing is certain, as we learn why the timekeeper was going out of his mind moments ago. Drek Stone slides the RING BELL into the ring, the wooden edge smacking Synth upside the head, causing the Synthmeister to turn just an inch to his left as Dan soars off the top... * DING * ...AND HEADBUTTS THE RING BELL! SCHIAVONE & VENTURA :o Axel and his boys flee, dumping a battered Tony Brannigan over the guardrail. Dan and Synth laid out next to each other, neither in good condition. Synth leans his head on Dan's right shoulder, which is a good enough cover for the man who puts the "senior" in senior offical, Miles Manchester. ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * BUFFER The winners of the match and STILL the OAOAST World Tag Team Champions... THE HEAVENLY ROCKERS! "Heart-Shaped Box" cues up to a mixed reaction. Fans pissed Axel, Drek Stone and Hoff played a huge role in the outcome of the match. Miles Manchester crawling on his belly to place the tag titles on Synth, raising the left arm in victory. The ring is again surrounded by EMTs and officials to help Miles and Synth, who have to avoid the debris being hurled in the ring. SCHIAVONE Axel, Hoff and Drek Stone have done it again, Jesse. First they eliminated Bill Watts from the big 10-man tag at Syndicated, then they inexplicably took out Holly, now they can add screwing Black T out of the World tag team titles. I can't believe I'm siding with Black T, but they had no business out here. None. To be quite blunt, this shit's gotta stop! VENTURA You gotta feel sorry for Logan and Holly. Their relationship is more tragic than Love Story. SCHIAVONE Now is not the time to be cracking jokes, Jesse. VENTURA I'm just calling it like it is. The only thing that got cracked here tonight was Holly's skull. One of the most devastating moves I have ever seen in my career as a wrestler or broadcaster, a Stonecutter on the steel ring steps. Wow. SCHIAVONE Fans, we gotta take a break or something. We hope to have an update on Holly-Wood later on the show. If not, be sure to check out OAOAST.com or the OAOAST Hot Newzline at 1-900-555-4OAO. We'll be back.

OAOAST Tag Team Title Match Black T vs. The Heavenly Rockers

NYU made history with his cold opening. First LOTN that wasn't related to the show, meaning no promo or piece of match commentary. Words cannot do that opening promo with Drek and Alf justice. No offense to the men involved in the main event of AM, but the ME to AS already has that epic feel that was missing from AM. To piggyback on PK's comments, the 10-man at Syndicated is a legit MOTY contender. I don't know if it can beat Alf's "Spin the Wheel, Make the Deal Iron Man," but it's gonna a nominee at the very least. Not sure who wrote the match between DP and Belial (assume PFL because he's the only one who knows all those wild moves), but it was good for what it was. at the Pyromanic segment. Only Bo can fuck up and still remain cool. The GAB line had me rolling, as did the pee gag. WTF? The Spock? I must've missed that, or completely forgotten about reading it. Good thing for the recap. Zombiesault was pure gold. But didn't AS love the Yankees, or is that just a case of Zombie's brains having been eaten by maggots and thus made him stupid? Still, entertaining stuff. LP-PK should be an interesting feud. Fresh match-up. I'm jealous of Alf's tag tournament. Not only does it sound like a great idea, he has graphics! I've wanted that for the Anderson Cup the last two years but never thought it could be done so I never asked Papacita. You can never be tired of the S.I.T. Whoa, special appearance by Bruce Blank and he's pissed. Didn't expect The Triple Threat to dethrone the Hooligans, but they put up a bigger fight than I expected. The Adam-Bo segment showed just how great of writers we have in the OAOAST. We can be subtle or beat you over the head. Beautiful. PR's promo perfectly set-up what would go down between himself and TK later in the night. Bruce is still pissed, taking his anger out in the ring. He wants Zack. Line of the Night: "Or that baby that they had that no one but the media cared about."

No. LTP has been dropped from our PPV schedule. The next PPV is Angleslam. Zack will have more info on the PPVs when he posts his State of the OAOAST.

THE MATCH * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLLLLadies and gentlemen, the next contest LIVE on HeldDOWN~! is scheduled for one fall and is for the ONE & ONLY ANGLESAULT THREAD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD!! "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" [b]"THE CHAMP IS HERE!"[/b] "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The lights dim as [i]Know Your Role '99[/i] hits, the Puerto Rican flag engulfing the AngleTron as Tha Puerto Rican, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez and Stephen Joseph step through the smoke-filled entranceway to a chorus of boos. Tha Puerto Rican threatening to bitch-slap any fan who so much as lays a finger on Ms. Lindsay or himself. BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers...accompanied to the ring by Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, at a total combine weight of 445 pounds, STEPHEN JOSEPH and the self-proclaimed "Corporate Champion"... THA PUERTO RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIICANNNNNNNNN! Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen pose in the ring while pyro shoots off behind them. COLE Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph looking to make history. Should they walk out with the OAOAST tag team championship, Stephen Joseph will join a select few who have held both the OAOAST World Title and Tag Team Title while Tha Puerto Rican, despite all his past singles success, will attempt to win his first ever tag title with his so-called "Career Consultant". FAN'S SIGN: "STEPHEN JOSEPH'S ADVICE COST ME MY LIFE'S SAVINGS!" COACH Make no mistake about it, history [i]will[/i] be made here tonight. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph aren't the middle America ass-kissers like a Zack Malibu or Heavenly Rockers. They pride themselves on not how many t-shirts they sell in a month, but how many matches and titles they win. Fans continue to boo the challengers unmercifully as they pose on the turnbuckles. Their jeers turn to cheers as [i]Know Your Role '99[/i] is drown out by [i]Heart-Shaped Box[/i]. "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" BUFFER Their opponents...led to the ring by their manager Holly-Wood, straight from Sin City, the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time and the reigning and defending professional wrestling tag team champions of the wooooooooorld... THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOCKERRRRRRRRRSSSSSSS! COLE THE CHAMPS ARE HERE! Big ovation for the Heavenly Rockers who appear on the multi-colored spotlighted stage wearing NOTHING but the tag team titles around their waist! Not for long, though. Synth and Logan remove their belts to reveal the world's smallest and tightest lime speedos! The women love it. The men...not so much. But then they remember it's the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time and all is forgiven. The Heavenly Rockers boogie down the aisle high fiving every hand in sight on their way to the ring. COACH My eyes. My eyes! This has gotta be some kinda rib, Mikey. COLE (laughs) Well Coach, Logan's days as a bachelor are coming to an end. He's just having some fun before settling down, no doubt. You know, being one of the guys for a final time. COACH Or revenge against the Coach for revealing Lolly's wedding info on the Hot Newz line. I never knew a man could be so pretty-- I mean petty. For a second there I sounded like you. Heh. Everyone converged in the ring, both sides anxiously await the start of the match. The fans buzzing in anticipation as senior offical Earl Hebner checks the competitors for illegal objects hidden in their ring attire. All is clear and the bell is rung. To the outside go the "S's", Synth and Stephen Joseph. * DING DING * Tha Puerto Rican puts the badmouth on Logan Mann, giving him to the count of 10 to call it a night and head on backstage with the rest of the Heavenly Rockers or face his wrath. PR turns his back on Logan and proceeds to count from 10 on down. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, etc. Ms. Lindsay and Stephen warn PR not to turn around as he reaches 1, the noise in the arena preventing him from hearing their words as he looks over his shoulder... * BOOM * ...and sees a FIST on its way! Down goes the Puerto Rican Menace, who rolls out of the ring to recharge. Shaking off the cobwebs, PR stalls for time by jawing with ringsiders and strategizing with Stephen and Ms. Lindsay. Enough is enough says Mann, his patience having runned out as he steps outside and hands Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph a DOUBLE COCONUT! Logan tosses the multi-time Puerto Rican Champion into the ring, ripping off the Puerto Rican flag bandana from around PR's head and cramming it down his throat as he backs Tha Puerto Rican into the corner, rubbing PR's shaved head before wailing away on the Corporate Champ. COACH I can't believe Logan would desecrate another nation's flag. Considering what people put Old Glory through, I thought he'd have a little more respect than that. COLE Some would say PR does a good job desecrating the Puerto Rican flag all on his own. COACH They're wrong. Tha Puerto Rican is a hero down there. Did you know he gives away millions of dollars to the poor? COLE What?! Who told you that? COACH The Corporate Champ himself. COLE You gotta take everything that arrogant young man says with a grain of salt. He probably takes that money and laughs at the poor, not help. Sent into the ropes PR leapfrogs over Logan and hits off the other side, performing a flawless 360 reverse leapfrog on the rebound and brings Logan down with an armdrag. PR feeds his ego, giving himself a quick round of applause so that he can nail Logan rising up to a knee with a nasty Shining Wizard! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! COLE Oh, PR nearly had him. He and Stephen Joseph found themselves a half a count away from being crowned the new tag team champions. PR knows it as well, signaling he was [i]thisclose[/i] from the 3 count. The Corporate Champ lays the smackdown on Logan Mann in the corner, spitting on his left hand for effect only to swing and miss as Logan ducks the blow. Logan retaliates with his Macho Man-like quick left jabs, grabbing the top of PR's forehead and connecting with a big right hand sqaure between the eyes. PR counters Mann's Irish whip attempt, setting low early and completely missing the tag made by the Heavenly Rockers. When no one arrivals on sight he looks up...DOUBLE SYNCHRONIZED DROPKICK! Synth and Logan's double-team adventures aren't done yet. They catch Stephen Joseph coming in with a double Japanese armdrag, then clothesline the most hated man in the OAOAST to the arena floor. Tha Puerto Rican attacks from behind...and is backdropped over the top and down onto Stephen outside!! COLE Oh, my! The Heavenly Rockers in complete control. We gotta take a break from this hot action, ladies and gentlemen. Stay with us. We'll be right back. Holly-Wood and the Heavenly Rockers fire up the crowd while Ms. Lindsay consoles PR and Stephen as we go to break. [img=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/papacita/OAOAST/syndicatedannouncers.jpg] SCHIAVONE Hi again, wrestling fans. Tony Schiavone and Jesse "The Body" Ventura reminding you to tune-in on July 30th for what promises to be the biggest event to hit the world of syndication in the history of television as the OAOAST presents a mega edition of Syndicated from beautiful Sydney, Australia! VENTURA Find out why fans across the country and around the world call OAOAST Syndicated "the hour of power" as Tony Brannigan leads his team of fellow Black T member Dan Black, "Cowboy" Bill Watts and their last 2 mystery partners against the team captained by Australia's native son Axel and his band of mercenaries... Drek Stone, Hoff and their yet to be announced mystery partners in a Captains Fall match! The only way to win -- you gotta pin the other team's captain! To the victor goes the spoils...and control of the OAOAST. Heh heh heh. SCHIAVONE All that and more, July 30th. Be sure to mark your calenders, fans. This will be one event you don't want to miss. OAOAST Syndicated, July 30th. [img=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/papacita/OAOAST/SYNDICATED.jpg] Returning from commerical, the team of Stephen Joseph and Tha Puerto Rican now have the momentum as Stephen rams the Synthmeister face-first into the top turnbuckle. COLE Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. Michael Cole and the Coach broadcasting live, as always, from Sofa Central. As we went to break, the Heavenly Rockers were in control, but how quickly the momentum changes, Coach. COACH You got that right, Mikey. It looked like the Heavenly Rockers were gonna run away with the match, but Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph have come back strong. The sound of flesh smacking flesh fills the air as Stephen Joseph brutalizes Synth with a series of double chops, the former World Champion then whipping Synth to the far corner, following him in and catching a boot to the face! Synth charges out and takes Stephen down with a swinging neckbreaker. Then he climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and delivers his patent SECOND ROPE ELBOW DROP!! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! Synth smartly tags in the fresher man, he and Logan perfectly executing a double suplex before connecting with a pair of spingboard elbow drops! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Mann punishes the sternum of Stephen Joseph with several double-axehandle smashes. Logan taking a moment to deeply inhale, shaking his hands in mock exhaustion...then stomps the hell outta Stephen! COLE Oh yeah! How does it feel, Stephen Joseph? A receipt for your actions at Battlebowl, you soulless bastard! COACH I thought our job was to be unbias, Mikey? COLE What do you care? You the biggest shill here. Stephen wraps himself around the ropes thinking it'll protect him from Logan since it's one of the oldest rules in wrestling. But as we know, rules are meant to be broken and the Heavenly Rockers are none too afraid to break those rules. Stephen finding that out the hard way, Loga Mann trying to gouge his eyes out! Logan picks Stephen up and shoots him off to the ropes, but Stephen reverses and Logan takes an ENZURIGI from Tha Puerto Rican! Mann stumbles forward, Stephen hooking and hitting THE FALLEN ANGEL! COACH We're gonna have new champions right here. I feel it. COLE Tha Puerto Rican and Ms. Lindsay ready to celebrate. Here's the cover! ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Synth breaks up the count and saves the Heavenly Rockers tag titles as a result, at least for now. Tag made by Stephen and PR. Tha Puerto Rican firmly plants his feet on the ring apron before springboarding to the top rope, nailing Logan with his version of the 450 splash...THE SAN JUAN JAM!! ONE... TWO... THREE! NOOOOOOOOOO!! "YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Logan got the shoulder up, but just barely. Tha Puerto Rican motions that's it as he sets Logan for the Corporate Nightmare. But there's still fight left in Logan, who drives PR into the corner and repeatedly thrusts the shoulder into the midsection and swinging wildly at PR's head. Irish whip, PR performing a headstand on the top rope as he floats over an incoming Logan Mann, sending him crashing in and out of the corner. Tha Puerto Rican grabs Logan by the back of the head and races to the ropes, hurdling over the ropes and snapping Logan's neck off the top rope. COLE NECKSNAP! Oh, my. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph have done their homework. Remember, it was at Zero Hour where Logan Mann nearly broke his neck after a 69 Driver from the Man of Tomorrow. Tha Puerto Rican asks for and receives a peck on the cheek from Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, then along with Stephen Joseph and Tha Puerto Rican display their own double-team skills. Stephen executing a succession of snapmares as PR slides back into the ring and charges toward a seated Logan Mann, leaping over and snapping him straight back into the mat with a neckbreaker! LIGHTNING SHOCK! COACH Aw, yeah, Mikey. PR and Ms. Lindsay are the real first couple of the OAOAST. And they're naturally beautiful people, too. Joseph exits, PR covers. ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! COLE For the second time tonight, Synth must breakup the count to save Logan and the tag titles. COACH It's time for everyone in the arena and those watching at home to start accepting the fact Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph are gonna become the new OAOAST Tag Team Champions. The Heavenly Rockers had a helluva run with the belts, but they're goin' home with PR and SJ, baby boy. "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" COLE The Corporate Champ basking in the glory of being the most hated ring currently in the ring, flipping off the crowd in a very unsportsmanlike move. I say currently because there's the tag to Stephen Joseph, and we all know his story. Stephen scoopes Logan up and delivers a high angle neckbreaker. But rather than making the tag Stephen delivers another high angle neckbreaker. Joseph scoopes Logan up for a third helping when Logan pushes up and floats over, drilling Stephen with a WICKED... NO! Stephen ducks the left hook and nails Mann with an atomic drop, before running off the ropes and spiking face-first into the mat with a bulldog! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! HOLLY Come on, Logan! Holly and Synth rally the fans behind Mann, which isn't hard to do in this pro-Heavenly Rockers crowd. But Logan has his work cut out for him as PR and Stephen make yet another tag. Vertical suplex by Tha Puerto Rican. He rolls through and delivers another, rolling through again, allowing the blood to flow down to the head as he gestures "You can't see me" before connecting with a slingshot suplex! COACH THE CORPORATE TRIFECTA! COLE How much more can one man take? Tha Puerto Rican applauding his effort while Stephen Joseph and Ms. Lindsay blow smoke up his ass. Tha Puerto Rican is ready to follow up with his next move, the infamous FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE...BUT LOGAN MOVES AND PR DRIVES HIS FIST INTO THE CANVAS! "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!" The fans with their own F-U to the Corporate Champ as Logan uses whatever strength he has left to roll over...AND MAKE THE TAG! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" But so does PR. Synth and Stephen enter and begin trading haymakers, the Synthmeister getting the better end of it. Irish whip to the corner, Joseph shooting in, out, over and down courtesy of a backdrop. Synth off the near side with a flying spinning back elbow, knocking Stephen off his feet. The Synthmeister ascends to the top, timing his leap...and is caught in midair with a front full nelson. SYNCHRONICITY BOMB! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!" ONE... TWO... THREE...NO!! Save made by Logan. Earl Hebner scolding Mann for the illegal tatic, enabling Joseph to sneak up and land a low blow. :o Stephen looks to put Logan out of his misery with a neckbreaker, but Logan fires off a round of back elbows to the ribcage, spinning Stephen around...WICKED LEFT HOOK~! Fortunately for Stephen Joseph, it was more of a glancing blow, but still enough to send him stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Tha Puerto Rican from behind with a spinning wheel kick, and Mann follows Joseph outside. PR boosts to the crowd, pointing at his noggin. His taunting almost backfiring on him as Synth comes up from behind, but he recovers just in the nick of time to plant Synth into the mat with a Rock-style spinebuster! Tha Puerto Rican pops up and stands tall over Synth's head. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COACH Here it comes, Mikey. The most electrifying move in parody e-fed entertainment! PR spits on his elbow pad and throws it down in Synth's face, going coast to coast as he strides across the ring, mocking the Heavenly Rockers love for rock 'n roll by playing air guitar before delivering the big elbow...NO! COLE Synth telegraphed the IntenseZone Elbow and rolled out of harm's way. His funny bone doing anything but laughing at the moment, PR remains down as Synth stuffs it right back at Tha Puerto Rican, playing air guitar on his leg before dropping it down across the chest in his version of the IntenseZone/Corporate Elbow! Synth covers but is quickly informed by Earl that PR isn't the legal man. Synth searches for Stephen and is blindsided by the former OAOAST Champion. Up-to-date on Synth's history of arm trouble Stephen locks on the HIGHER CALLING! Stephen yanking on the arms and upper body in hopes of a submission, but the hold is broken up by Logan. Tha Puerto Rican rakes Mann's eyes, momentarily blinding the Heavenly Rockers vocalist. Logan encounters a close call, countering PR's Lightning Strike with a straight down slam. He scoopes the San Juan native up for Percussion, which also happens to bring Ms. Lindsay up on the apron as well. She tests Logan's fidelity, seductively removing her top and succeeds in grabbing Mann's attention. Logan drops PR to the ground to get a better look at the Latina Bitch. COACH It's the last temptation of Logan Mann. And no man, not even Logan, can resist Ms. Lindsay, Cole. He will if Holly has her way. The Angel of Death pulls Ms. Lindsay off the apron and strips her of her clothing, leaving Ms. Lindsay in only her bra and panties! You know what happens next? CAT FIIIIIIIIGHT! COACH Was that a nipple? I think I saw a nipple, Mikey. Oh hell, why am I asking you? You never seen a nipple in your life. Earl Hebner all too happily heads outside to seperate the two women. Left alone in the ring, Tha Puerto Rican uses the CORPORATE TITLE to level Logan. He's about to do the same to Synth, being held onto by Stephen, when THUNDERKID hits the ring via the crowd and tackles Synth to the mat, causing PR to BLAST STEPHEN WITH THE BELT!! "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE It's Thunderkid! Thunderkid! Thunderkid! TK getting him some of PR, clotheslining the Corporate Champ out of the ring. PR has enough of this, exiting through the crowd like a theif in the night and as far away from Thunderkid as possible. But it might not be far enough since TK gives chase. COACH Run, PR, run! Synth helps Logan shake off the cobwebs, the two proceeding to give Stephen a double dose of PERCUSSION DDT! Not even a wrestler the caliber of Stephen Joseph can survive that. Or can he? As luck would have it, Earl happened to miss all the chaos while lusting over the catfight. He crawls into the ring and counts... ONE... TWO... THREE!!! * DING DING DING * BUFFER The winners and still champions: THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOCKERRRRRRRRRSSSSSSS! COACH Damnit! And damn Thunderkid! We would've had new tag team champions if it weren't for him, Cole. You know it. I know it. The people know it. COLE Well that's just too damn bad. Go whine on the Internet like everybody else does, you big baby. That won't change the fact the Heavenly Rockers are still the OAOAST World tag team champions, but it'll help you blow some steam. CUT TO: Dan Black and Tony Brannigan glued to the monitors inside their private dressing room, viewing the in-house feed of the show while the folks at home see them nodding in approval as the Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood continue their post-match celebration in the ring. COLE Hey, what's this? I don't claim to be an expert on body language, ladies and gentlemen, but it seems to me Black T were impressed by the Heavenly Rockers. This is about as much emotion you'll ever see from the Trans-Atlantic Wrecking Crew of Black T. They've let it be known they want a shot at the OAOAST tag team championship. But can they handle the chase and still fend off the 3 man power trip of Adam, Drek Stone and Hoff?

[b][color=#FF0000]OAOAST BACKTRACKER[/color] [color=#3333FF]Battlebowl[/color] Courtesy: OAOAST Home Entertainment[/b] [quote]COLE Hey, what's going on now? PR, Lindsay, Popick...enter the ring. Logan is still recovering from his nutshot. Colombian Heat is down and out on the mat. PRL is laughing manically. COACH Now what? PRL picks Logan up. He looks at the crowd with a smirk on his face and then drops Logan with the CORPORATE NIGHTMARE~!!!! COLE Corporate Nightmare! And now a Corporate Nightmare on poor Logan Mann! It's bad enough that he won't be in the Battlebowl for a shot at the World Heavyweight Title at AngleSlam, but now he must suffer this humiliation after his defeat! Come on PRL! PRL just stands in the center of the ring and poses, laughing manically, while Lindsay and SJP smile evilly.[/quote] CUT TO: A close-up of Josh Matthews at the backstage interview position. JOSH That piece of footage, ladies and gentlemen, was from last Tuesday night at Battlebowl. In one of the Lethal Lottery matches held throughout the night to determine who would advance to Battlebowl, Logan Mann was paired with Colombian Heat to face Tha Puerto Rican and Wildcard member Todd Cortez. And as we just saw, Tha Puerto Rican and company took unwarrented liberties after the bout. Following the incident OAOAST officials immediately signed for tonight a OAOAST World tag team title featuring Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph against my guests at this time...the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all time, the Heavenly Rockers! The camera pulls back to reveal the Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood standing beside Josh. Lovebirds Logan and Holly, or Lolly for extra cuteness and annoyance, snuggle up against one another while Synth plays his imaginary bongos. Synth and Logan dressed to fight in their baggy pants and NBA All Star Game '07 Vegas shirts (the NBA is paying the OAOAST serious dough for promotion). LOGAN J-Math, no need to explain what went down at the 'Bowl. The video speaks for itself. Just like my fists will be speaking for me once we get inside that ring, Thelma and Louise. You got the best of me at Battlebowl, but you did it while I was down, while I was worn out after giving everything I had for an opportunity to advance onto Battlebowl and into the main event slot at AngleSlam! And when we meet again in just a few short minutes, not only will I be standing but I'll be alongside my best friend and life partner, the craziest mothersucker I know and the freakiest chick I, Logan "Usher" Mann, have ever been in the sack with...the Synthmeister and Holly-Wood! And if that glorified tranny, Lindsay Gonzalez, sticks her nose where it doesn't belong... JOSH :o SYNTH Dun, nun, dun, nun-un...Dude looks like a lady! LOGAN Hey, I've seen so many in Vegas I can practically sniff 'em out. Like I was saying, if that Latina Bitch sticks her nose where it don't belong... Holly, baby... HOLLY Lindsay, you interject yourself in the match and I'll show you why they call me the "Angel of Death." Don't worry about breaking a nail, worry about me breaking your bones! LOGAN God, I love you. HOLLY And I love you, my big macho man. LOGAN Ooooooh, yeah! Lolly share an eskimo kiss. :wub: :wub: :wub: into :huh: :huh: :huh: Dan Black and Tony Brannigan, BLACK T, make their presence felt at the interview position. In stark contrast to Synth and Logan's attire, Dan and Tony look like they've just walked off the set of a GQ photo shoot in their tailor-made Armani suits and summer shades. SYNTH Yo, Mann, check it out. If it ain't our old friends, the Ice Heart and T-Bod. We haven't seen you in like 2 years. 'Sup, fellas? DAN What [i]is[/i] up, you Neanderthal, involves the 3 man power trip of Adam, Drek Stone and Hoff. LOGAN We accept. TONY (puzzled) Accept what? LOGAN Your offer to join Team OAOAST July 30th at Syndicated. (sarcastically) I mean, the last time Synth and I went all in with you guys we couldn't believe how quick you were to repay us, living up to your word on giving us a tag title match. Oh...heh...that's right. You didn't! SYNTH Indian giver! LOGAN But hey, at least we didn't come out of our working arrangement empty-handed. We got a case of the crabs and a loss in our first match in the OAOAST. It doesn't get any better than that. So we'd just love to work with you two again. SYNTH And there ain't nothing the L-Mann loves to do more than go "down under." Ain't that right, Holly? LOGAN Watch it. That's my girl you're talkin' about there, bro. TONY It's because of attitudes like that Adam is [i]thisclose[/i] to seizing control of the OAOAST. While you're suffering from a case of jungle fever, Dan and I are out there battling an even bigger threat -- Drek Stone, Hoff and Adam. They managed to do what the Upstarts couldn't, and that's bring the OAOAST to a grinding halt. There's brickering within the Board of Directors; brickering over who to include on the team; brickering over what color of socks to put on in the morning. We got 2 more weeks to get this shit together, but we aren't united. The OAOAST isn't united. I hear people say why don't you go get Zack Malibu. SYNTH Why don't you go get Zack Malibu? Lolly playfully slap Synth upside the head. Synth left to ponder why they did so. TONY (CONT'D) But after he alienated every friend he has or brought in to watch his back, he's now in witness protection because 3 pyschos are gunnin' for his ass. Sure, we got Bill Watts, but hell, he's 67 years old. Dan and I may not always see eye-to-eye with the ol' Cowboy, but damn if the son-of-a-bitch isn't eager to fight. He understands the threat the OAOAST is under. JOSH Is there a point to all this? DAN Watch-- TONY The point is, you boys need to watch your backs. If Adam gains control of the OAOAST he'll waste no time sending Drek Stone and Hoff after you and the World tag team titles to bring them under their control. To prevent that from happening, I've come up with the perfect solution. Forfit the tag team championship to us. DAN Unless, of course, you'd prefer to do this the hard way. HOLLY And people ask what Synth's smokin'. SYNTH Hey, moi's right here. TONY You can still get your revenge on Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph later tonight, just forefit the titles to us and save yourself the heartache that will come your way no matter who's in power. Personally, I'd rather forfit the belts to men like myself and Mr. Black, two men you know will follow in your example of giving all those who seek it a shot at the titles. DAN I assure you, Mr. Stone and Mr. Hoff will not follow in your footsteps. They'll sit on the belts until they come dangerously close to exceeding the 30 day period in which they have to defend those titles. LOGAN Wow. Since you put it that way, you're really doing us a favor. TONY Yep. We sure are. DAN And we're only doing it because we care about your welfare and that of the OAOAST. LOGAN Oh, absolutely. Absolutely. DAN (CONT'D) Mr. Brannigan and I wish to see you make it to your wedding in one piece, Mr. Mann. LOGAN I appreciate your concern, Danny. But you gotta understand, this is a HUGE decision we have to make. I'd like a moment to discuss this with the rest of the gang. TONY Of course. DAN By all means, please. HOLLY Honey, what the hell? You and Synth worked so hard for these belts. The blood, the sweat, the tears, the indecent proposals. You just can't hand them over. SYNTH Yeah. Logan huddles with Synth and Holly. Lots of mumbling. Dan and Tony very confident in the background, chatting it up with Josh. SYNTH Dude! LOGAN Okay. We made our decision. HOLLY Logan, no. LOGAN Holly, please. It's best this way. Dan, Tony...on behalf of the Heavenly Rockers... DAN & TONY :) :D LOGAN (with worst English accent) ...PISS OFF, LADYBUGS! DAN & TONY :firedevil: The Heavenly Rockers and Holly exit, leaving Black T to pout.

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After that horrible ECW show, Battlebowl washed the bad taste out of my mouth. Everybody did a helluva job with their Battlebowl matches. As for the battle royal, what can I say? It rocked. I may have shed a tear or two over Mr. Warrior's early elimination, but everything after was awesome...like everyone ganging up on Gibraltar, Bruce's antics, Brannigan reuniting in a violent physical fashion with Stone and Hoff, the chant directed at Hoff, and of course, Drek Stone winning Battlebowl. Quite a ME for AS. Drek Stone vs. Alfdogg. Other notables: Neat logo. Really liked Pete's idea to do his promo via a press conference. Not only was it something different, it also put over the Battlebowl concept with the impression there were media conferences during the day. If that makes sense. Match of the Night: Hell Mel & Christian Wright vs. Bruce Blank & Tony Brannigan (Not because I was in it -- completely forgot I entered TB -- but for the story. Excellent stuff) Line of the Night: "Hoff’s the Inebriation World Champion."

Finished my match and sent you PFL's stuff, Alf.

GENE All right. Maria, if you'd do the honors. The next 4 competitors in Battlebowl, please. [i]Maria pulls an envelope out of the bin and hands it to Gene.[/i] GENE Former Puerto Rican Champion...THE MAD CAPPA! [i]Cappa exits the lockerroom to a mix reaction from the live crowd. Maria draws another name.[/i] GENE His partner...one-half of the World 6-Man tag team champions, representing The Hooligans, "The Birmingham Bad Boy"...JAMIE O'HARA! [i]Still hobbled from the aftermath of the Great Angle Bash but looking much better than he did on Thursday night, Jamie chest bumps his fellow Hooligans.[/i] JOHNNY JAX Go gut them suckas, Bad Boy! "BOOOOOOOYEEEEAAAAHBOOOOOOYEEEEEAAAAAH!" Cappa is the first to appear onstage and is soon followed out by "The Birmingham Bad Boy," who nearly leapfrogs over the Mad Cappa while jumping on his back to pysche the madman up. GENE Their opponents... Gene reaches for the envelope Maria pulls out and "accidently" drops it down her blouse. GENE My heavens. Heh. Clumsy me. Let me get that for you, dear. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Gene takes his sweet ass time retriving the envelope from inside Maria's blouse. The commsumate professional, Maria displays her pearly whites completely oblivious to the fact old man Okerlund is copping a feel or two. COLE Jesus, Gene. Any longer and we're gonna need the Jaws of Life! COACH Somehow I doubt this is the first time Maria has been punk'd on camera. A little insider reference for you nerds out there. Live long and prosper, bitches! GENE Heh. Well, I think I'll tag along with the Heavenly Rockers back to Sin City after the show. Daddy needs a new pair of pants! Anyway, back to the task at hand. One of the opponents for Jamie O'Hara and the Mad Cappa is...the 24/7 Champion, the "New Age Love Machine"... LEON ROOOODEZ! 'YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Thunderous ovation for the 24/7 Champion, slapping hands with his little sis and her tag team of D*LUX as well as the OAOAST World tag team champions, The Heavenly Rockers. The camera zooms in on a teenage girl's "MAMA SAID KNOCK ME UP" sign as Leon Rodez jives to the ring. GENE ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Leon's partner none other than... MISTER WARRIOR!!! 'YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" The only one of the 4 to get his music played, OAOAST cult favorite Mr. Warrior BURSTS through a HOUSE OF MIRRORS on his way to the ring, running up the steel steps and around the squared circle, frantically shaking the ropes. * BOOM * Mr. Warrior climbs up all 4 corners and motions to the Heavens, seemingly feeding off the energy nobody but he feels. He steps down and thrusts his pelvis while pumping his fists in something akin to a tribal dance. COLE He's here! Mr. Warrior is here! And listen to this reaction he's getting from the OAOAST faithful at Madison Square Garden. The music dies down and the action sets to begin. Leon attempts to communicate with Mr. Warrior but he has none of it, zoning off in his own world. Unable to reach his partner verbally Leon resorts to hand signals, gesturing to the gods above and drawing the ire of Mr. Warrior. MR. WARRIOR Who are you, mere mortal, to mock the beliefs of Mr. Warrior and his Supermanics? LEON I just want to win the match, dude. MR. WARRIOR And we shall if you believe in the power of the Supermanics and Mr. Warrior-ah. Do you believe, mere mortal? LEON Uh, if it helps us win the match...yeah, okay. MR. WARRIOR Then you and I will walk into the battlezone as two and leave as one. We shall reign supreme! Leon waits for Mr. Warrior to walk away, pumping fists and all, before looking over his shoulder and saying to the viewers at home... LEON Shh. I think he's crazy. COACH You and me both. * DING DING * Leon Rodez and Jamie O'Hara to start for their respective teams. A little showmanship from both men, each trying to outshine the other before locking up. And it's Leon who finds himself on the defensive early, placed in a side headlock. Rodez fights out, shoving O'Hara to the ropes. Beautifully execute hiptoss puts O'Hara on his back. Leon looks to capitalize, reaching down to scoope Jamie up but is kicked away. O'Hara takes charge, shooting Leon to the ropes...STANDING DROPKICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW! ONE... TWO-- KICKOUT! COLE I think that's a trend we'll see throughout the match -- quick pin attempts. You don't want to go into Battlebowl after having wrestled a grueling match. The sooner you can put your opponents away the better. Jamie and Leon trade armdrags until Jamie grounds Leon with a side headlock. Rodez scissors the head, making Jamie break the headlock and float on top. ONE... TWO... "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Leon draws the awe of the crowd as he BRIDGES UP AND UNDER, but struggles to bring Jamie down in a backslide. The Mad Cappa enters the ring after receiving his cue...and CLOTHESLINES JAMIE to give him the mometum he needs to flip over land a JAB. COLE You don't think O'Hara...? * JAB * * JAB * * JAB * * JAB * Jamie turns to the crowd and blows them a kiss, then turns back to Rodez and connects with an enzurigi...NO! Leon ducks and gives Jamie a FACIAL! Leon bobs from side to side and shows Jamie what his mama taught him by way of LL Cool J. * JAB * * JAB * * JAB * * JAB * * JAB * Face crowd, blow kiss, turn and hit enzurigi. MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" The pop for mama's advice is nowhere near the one Mr. Warrior receives when he's tagged in for the first time. But unlike a virgin, he knows what to do. Mr. Warrior delivers a series of scoope slams as well as clothesline to both Jamie O'Hara and the Mad Cappa. And unlike NASA, there's never a delay when it comes time for Mr. Warrior to launch someone in the air, as Jamie discovers when he's sent into orbit and back down to earth via a bodydrop. Pounding his chest like a gorilla and raising his arms to the Heavens, Mr. Warrior doesn't see the Mad Cappa sneak up behind him. Suddenly, Mr. Warrior is caught in a world of hurt, the victim of a full nelson. MR. WARRIOR Speak to me, SUUUUUUUUUUUPERMAAAAAAANIACS!!!! "MIS-TER WARRIOR!" *clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* "MIS-TER WARRIOR!" *clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* "MIS-TER WARRIOR!" *clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* Fueled by the power of his Supermanics, Mr. Warrior breaks the full nelson and locks it on the Mad Cappa, but Jamie O'Hara brings him down in a school boy! ONE... KICKOUT! COACH This guy is a nutcase, Cole. At least Jamie knows what to expect when dealing with The Wildcards -- bloodshed and violence. Mr. Warrior's just one crazy son of a...DAYUM~! Mr. Warrior clobbers Jamie with a clothesline so stiff not only does it echo throughout MSG but it causes Jamie to fall out to the ring apron! Leon Rodez and Mr. Warrior make an exchange. Leon intent on returning Jamie back inside the ring with a suplex, but as he lifts O'Hara up he's struck in the gut by a right hand, enabling O'Hara to float over and whip Rodez to the ropes. But it's reversed and Jamie's the one who finds himself going into the ropes at a high speed. O'Hara leapfrogs over an attempted backdrop and jumps onto the middle rope, catching Leon turning around with a MOONSAULT INVERTED DDT!! COLE O'Hara and Cappa are gonna advance to Battlebowl. Add them to the list of men who will compete for a chance to main event the biggest show of the summer for the biggest prize in professional wrestling, the OAOAST Championship. ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! His body already banged up as it is, Jamie wastes no time tagging in the fresher man. The Mad Cappa scales the turnbuckles and connects with a TOP ROPE LEGDROP! ONE... TWO... THRE-- KICKOUT! Rodez sent face-first into the corner turnbuckle. Cappa following up with a fury of knife-edge chops, Rodez fighting back with chops of his own. Leon winds Cappa up for an Irish whip, but the Mad Cappa counters. As he's about to hit the ropes, Leon crumbles over after being knee'd in the back by Jamie. He finds no mercy from Cappa who delivers a devastating CAPPABOMB! COACH This is what makes Battlebowl so great, baby boy. It brings out the animal in every OAOAST superstar. You'll see guys do things you'd never expect for a shot at the World Title. ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Cappa is about to approach Jamie for a tag when he's asked to slam Leon closer to the corner, which the Mad Cappa obliges. Jamie goes up to the top and lands the most sensational 450 kneedrop you'll ever see. He dives on Rodez and looks directly into the camera, "NOTHIN' BUT KNEEDROP!" ONE... TWO... THREE...NO! Agitated from the turn of events, Mr. Warrior breaks up the pin. Nick Patrick thinks twice about lecturing Mr. Warrior after he's given the coldest and most psychotic stare imaginable, one of sweat trickling down a trembling face. Jamie prances around Mr. Warrior like Los Diablos de Fuego's missing boy toy, sending Mr. Warrior into a fit of rage because all Supermanics know queering don't make the world right. Nick Patrick restrains Mr. Warrior while Jamie and Cappa go to work, putting the boots to Leon behind the referee's back. O'Hara and Cappa continue their excellent teamwork, knocking Rodez off his feet with a double clothesline. After enduring a mouthful of mumbo jumbo from the Supermanic, the referee turns his attention back to the action in the ring. What does he see? Jamie and Cappa double-teaming Rodez? No. All he sees is Jamie going up to the top after delivering a bodyslam to Leon. Shooting Star Legdrop...DA BLING THING... ...MISSING ITS TARGET!! COLE Leon moved out of the way! O'Hara remains seated, grimacing in pain as he holds onto his BUTT cheeks. He and Leon engaing in a race to make the tag first. And it's Jamie. Cappa steps through the ropes and finds Mr. Warrior waiting in the wings! COLE Leon with the tag! Cappa sees his punched block and his head driven into the chest of Mr. Warrior in a unique varation of the headbutt. His adrenaline in overdrive Mr. Warrior unleashes DESTRUCITY~! Punch, chop. Punch, chop. His offensive onslaught simple yet effective. Down goes Cappa. Down goes O'Hara. Jamie swings and misses, Mr. Warrior grabbing the arm and hitting the HUMP HANDLE SLAM! Clothesline for Cappa. And a clothesline for...LEON RODEZ!?!? COACH Oh, he hit Rodez. I told you. I told, Cole, Mr. Warrior is a nutcase. You can't trust the guy to watch your back. He'll turn on you in a split-second. COLE Don't you go starting rumors, Johnathan Coachman. It was an accident. You know it. COACH An accident that may have just cost them both a shot at the title. :o :o :o :o :o The expression on everyone's face says it all. Did Mr. Warrior mean to clothesline Leon or was it just in the heat of the moment? Mr. Warrior attends to the farewell of his partner, SLAPPING him in the face to revive the Silky Smooth One. But it's Mr. Warrior who may need to be revived as Cappa comes from behind and spins him around. Kick, wham, stunner! BUST A CAPPA! ONE... TWO... THREE! NO, KICKOUT WITH A-MOTHERFUCKIN' AUTHORITY!!!! Mr. Warrior rises up, jogging in place and pumping his fist in the air. Cappa with a shot from behind. No effect. Another shot. Nothing. Cappa climbs to the top and delivers a missle dropkick...only to bounce right off of Mr. Warrior! Clothesline. Again and again. Cappa whipped to the ropes. The big boot. Reaching up to the Heavens Mr. Warrior lifts Cappa up overhead, PRESSING~ Cappa up in the air before dropping him down to the mat! Cappa pops up clutching his midsection as Mr. Warrior hits the ropes and connects with a flying shoulderblock. Mr. Warrior picks Cappa off the mat, leaving him jelly-legged in the center of the ring as he hits the ropes and delivers another flying shoulderblock. Incredibly, Mr. Warrior brings Cappa back to his feet. Kicking his knees up and rocking his fist, Mr. Warrior hits a third shoulderblock! Off the ropes, over Cappa's body and off the ropes again goes Mr. Warrior before dropping down a big time splash! ALDONSTERONE!! COLE That's gonna do it. Mr. Warrior and Leon Rodez will advance to Battlebowl. ONE... TWO... THREE!!! * DING DING DING * CUE: "Black Sweat" BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match and ADVANCING to Battlebowl... LEON RODEZ and MR. WARRIOR! Mr. Warrior pounds the top rope in celebration, then flees the scene, sprinting backstage. Still a bit stunned from the clothesline but thrilled to be moving on, Leon Rodez plays down what happened between him and Mr. Warrior, giving the fans a nod and a smile before shaking the ropes like his Battlebowl partner and throwing his arms up in the air as he runs to the back. COLE Heh. Leon Rodez having a bit of fun on this 4th of July. With everybody running around, we're gonna run it up to "Mean" Gene Okerlund and the lovely Maria for our next drawing.

Hoff already knows what I thought about his stuff with NYU and Adam. It rocked, of course. While running through past OAOAST authority figures too bad Abe wasn't mention. The Tigers and White Sox say hi, btw. Little is known about GCW here, but referencing what I'm sure was a real storyline done there was a nice touch. All right, a new singles wrestler. That's what we need more of -- singles characters. Zane's promo later on was money. Gibraltar's path of destruction continues. If this keeps up Gibraltar's gonna become a major player sooner than thought...or expected for that matter. The Triple Threat's return provide The Hooligans a team other than The Wildcards to fight with and there just aren't that many 6-man combos currently active. Looks like Pete caught onto the OAOAST style of writing faster than his fellow SWFers. And his work this week showed he's going to become a valuable asset like the others who came over before him have. Drek and Hoff ranting and raving was awesome. Excellent end to the show with the breakthrough star of the year and Zack Malibu posing as a cameraman. Great shit. And you know I mean it because you hardly ever see me cuss.

I'm above the rules. So Gene and Maria again?

MMoM's match has been edited in.

Yeah, it's fine. Just have the rescue teams on standby.

Because of peer pressure...I'll write a match. But it needs to be with characters I know. So keep that in mind, otherwise we might have a disaster on our hands.

Late Night Feedback. About as good as an informmerical, but as the old saying goes, some feedback is better than none at all. So here it goes. Props to KC for the opening. And again to Papacita for the graphics. The 2006 GAB logo is my favorite PPV logo, ahead of the Trump Plaza AngleMania ones. CW-Bo was fun while it lasted. See a rematch in the future. Interesting to see Christian Wright and the SCM develop some kind of working relationship. KC is the gift that just keeps on giving. His Beverly Hills Blonds promo gave me an idea for a feud. Thumbs up to that and for the unexpected promo. If we gave an award for Promo of the Night, Crystal would win it. The interaction between her and Maria was real... I can't think of the word right now (it's late), but it clicked. Cute. Adorable. Whatever. It worked. Leon vs. Crystal will go down as one of the better 24/7 matches of all-time because it strayed from the norm, that being total mayhem. Gibraltar with a massive beatdown. PK brought it with his promo. Direct and to the point. The SWF bit was a nice touch. Give the promo extra flair. Whoooooooo! (Told you it's late) The 6-man tag match tore the house down. Zack's lights out return had me marking out like him at a Kelly Clarkson concert. See, I can be hip with the culture when I wanna be. The light's out arrival is one of the coolest entrances in wrestling, IMHO. On a side note, I always thought Scotty Static was the Shawn Michaels of The GPX. Dusty Finish with an actual finish. I know I sound like a broken record, but I tell you, these gimmick matches just bring the best out of Alf. He went above and beyond the call of duty this month. I know he's been high on Reject in the past, and that showed in the false finish. When I read that I was like, "Oh, shit, he actually went through with it." And I don't mean that in a negative way. It was a legit HOLY SHIT moment until I remembered the two referees. Match of the Night: Tough one. It came down to the last two matches, but I give it to The Wildcards vs. Hooligans. That storyline came in with tons of momentum while the ME came about in the last two weeks.

The show is up in Home Entertainment. Those who didn't get their stuff in, don't worry about it, we'll edited in when you're finished. Papacita once again outdid himself with the graphics. Very cool.

I know. KC's also writing the opening, so it's important to wait for him.

Expect another Monday night PPV, fellas. Still need: OAOAST Heartland title Brock Ausstin © vs Otaku II Tha Puerto Rican vs. Thunderkid Christian Wright vs. Bohemoth OAOAST 24/7 Championship Crystal © vs. Leon Rodez I know the status of all the matches except CW-Bo and the 24/7 match, although I'm positive those are in no danger of being postpone. Just a little delay.

A OAOAST ENTERTAINMENT Production DIRECTED BY Tony149 WRITTEN BY PK Alfdogg Zack Malibu Bruce Blank Adam King Cucaracha Tony149 Masked Man of Mystery Ed Wood Caulfield PFL GRAPHICS BY Papacita PRODUCERS Adam KC Alfdogg Crystal Mystery Eskimo CREATIVE CONSULTANT Patty O'Green OAOAST CREATED BY Tony149 CWM Anglesault OAOAST PRESIDENT EXECUTIVE PRODUCER Zack Malibu © 2006 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reserved.

Alf pulls himself up in his corner, as he waits out the break, and Reject pulls himself to his feet. *DING DING DING* COLE Time for the second fall! Reject approaches Alf, who quickly takes Reject over with an armdrag! Alf then hammerlocks it on the mat, and drops knees on it. COACH Why do these guys only get 30 seconds to rest? Reject obviously wasn't ready to go yet! COLE Those are the rules, and Reject had better get ready in a hurry, or else Alf's going to pull the clean sweep here! Reject works his way to his feet, and drives an elbow right to the face of Alf! He then backs into the ropes, and shoulderchecks Alf to the mat! Reject then runs to the ropes, and Alf drops down, then leapfrogs, then drops down again to send Reject across the ring with a reverse monkey flip! Alf then gets up, backs into the ropes, and clotheslines Reject to the floor! COLE Nice recovery by Alf, and Reject reeling once again! Alf follows Reject to the outside, and tosses him back in, then scoops him in a small package! 1... 2... Kickout! Alf quickly clotheslines Reject to the mat, then delivers a snap legdrop! Alf then reapplies the armbar, but Reject uses the hair to drag Alf into the ropes. Alf reverses an Irish whip, then leapfrogs Reject, but Reject catches him with a spinning wheel kick! COACH There we go, baby! Reject gets up slowly, then stomps away at Alf, until Alf falls off the apron and to the floor. Reject follows, and rams Alf's head into the steel steps! He then throws Alf back into the ring, and delivers a backbreaker! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject whips Alf into the ropes, and hooks a sleeperhold! COACH Nighty-night, Alf! Alf walks around the ring, trying to escape, but eventually fades right in the middle of it. Alf slowly sinks to one knee, then to both. Reject pulls him to the mat, where the referee raises the arm... ONE!!! TWO!!! THR...NO! Alf holds through on the final lift! COLE And Alf still able to hang in there! Alf fights to his feet, and delivers an elbow to the midsection! Then another! A third, breaking the hold! Alf goes to the ropes, and ducks a clothesline, but Reject catches him with a HURRICANRANA~! COACH Oh yeah! Great recovery! COLE Spectacular move by Reject! Cover... 1... 2... Alf kicks out! Reject goes to the top rope, and comes off with a flying bodypress! ...but Alf rolls through and comes out on top! 1... 2... Kickout! Reject quickly delivers a kick to the back of Alf, then drops a knee to it. Reject goes into the ropes, and knocks Alf off the apron to the floor with a baseball slide! COLE And Reject in control once again! Reject celebrates in the ring, getting the boos of the crowd in return. Alf climbs up onto the apron, where Reject attempts to suplex him back in. But Alf slides over the back, and executes a reverse sunset flip! 1... 2... Kickout! Reject gets up and lands a savate kick, then comes off the ropes with a swinging neckbreaker! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE And Alf once again kicks out! COACH How do you keep this guy down? Reject lands a European uppercut, then follows with a gutwrench suplex. Reject then goes to the top rope. COLE And Reject up top once again! Reject sizes Alf up, and comes off for a LEGDROP...but Alf rolls out of the way! COLE That may have forced a third fall had it connected, but Alf out of the way JUST in time! The referee starts a count... ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! FOUR!!! FIVE!!! SIX!!! SEVEN!!! EIGHT!!! Reject gets to his feet first, and goes for a suplex. However, Alf blocks, and delivers one of his own! Reject begs off in the corner, and when Alf follows him in, delivers a LOW BLOW~! COLE And a blatant low blow by Reject, he could have cost himself the match right there, but the referee's letting it go! Just as long as it's consistent... Alf falls back to the mat, then Reject grabs a leg and applies a figure-four! COLE And now it's Reject with a submission hold! Alf tries to fight it, but lays back. 1... 2... Alf sits up! Alf reaches for Reject, who cinches in on the hold, causing Alf to lay back once again. 1... 2... Alf sits up again! This time, Alf turns to his left when he sits up, and starts to reverse the hold! COLE And Alf's turning this thing around! Alf manages to turn it all the way over! Reject fights it for a few seconds, then rolls again to the ropes, and the hold is broken. Both men are limping around the ring, and Alf goes into a corner. Reject charges, but is met with two feet to the face! Alf then grabs the legs and flips over... 1... 2... NO! Reject kicks out! Reject goes to the eyes of Alf. COACH And look at Reject come right back! What tenacity! He's going to make a great champion, Cole! Reject whips Alf to the ropes, and attempts a TILT-A-WHIRL, but Alf spins through to his feet, and scoops Reject up for a TOMBSTONE~! COLE Tombstone coming up, perhaps! Reject kicks his legs, and reverses! However, Alf flips over once more, and completes the move, drilling Reject into the mat! COACH Oh, man, this could be it. Alf covers... 1... 2... NO!!! Reject gets a shoulder up! Alf goes to pick up Reject, and Reject again goes to the eyes! COACH And AGAIN, Reject comes back! When Alf regains his senses, Reject goes for a foot to the gut, but Alf catches it. Reject goes for an enziguri, but Alf ducks, and while still holding onto Reject's foot, kicks him right between the legs, prompting an audible groan from the audience. Alf keeps his foot there for a second, as the camera pans in on Reject's wide-eyed, pained face, then lets him fall to the mat. COACH Come ON, what about a DQ there? COLE Turnabout is fair play, Coach! Alf was just returning the favor from earlier! Alf smiles at Reject down on the mat, then picks him up and sets him on the top turnbuckle. Alf follows Reject, climbing up to the top rope, and pulling Reject up, taking him off with a SUPERPLEX~! COLE And Alf with the superplex! Cover... 1... 2... NO!!! Reject kicks out again! Alf waits on Reject to get up, and hooks a small package! 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Alf then hooks Reject from behind for a backslide, but Reject blocks with the rope, then spins out...and drops Alf with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COACH YEAH! COLE Reject with the EULOGY out of nowhere! Reject covers... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH ALL RIGHT! COLE And we're all tied up! Reject gets up slowly and raises his arms in the air, then makes the belt motion around his waist as the crowd boos. BUFFER The winner of the second fall, evening the match at one fall apiece... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! COLE And one more fall, before we find out who will walk out of Baltimore the champion! Reject stalks Alf in a corner as the third fall begins. *DING DING DING* Reject pounces immediately, stomping away at Alf in the corner. Reject then drags Alf out of the corner and into the middle of the ring, backing up and hitting a nice dropkick! COLE Great dropkick by Reject, as he maintains control into the third and deciding fall! Alf rolls to the outside of the ring, and Reject follows. Reject delivers a couple stomps, then grabs Alf and whips him into the steel steps! Reject then rolls back into the ring and plays to the crowd, drawing boos. COACH He's got it under control, doesn't he? COLE Indeed he does! COACH If this keeps up, you're looking at the new champion of the world, right there! Alf slowly rolls back into the ring, and Reject picks him up and drags him into the corner, delivering a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!! Reject lifts Alf's head up, then delivers a second CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!! Alf sinks to the mat, and Reject delivers forearms to the back of the head. Reject picks up Alf and whips him into the ropes, delivering a TILT-A-WHIRL backbreaker! COLE What a backbreaker! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject gets to his feet, and delivers a big kick to the ribs of Alf! Reject with a second kick, and Alf rolls to the outside once again. Reject again follows, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!! Alf sinks to the floor again, and Reject rolls back into the ring. Reject stands in a corner, waiting on Alf. The referee gets dangerously close to a 10-count, so Reject breaks up the count as Alf climbs onto the apron again. This time, Reject delivers a big dropkick, sending Alf off of the apron...and THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE~!!! COACH OH SHIT, SON! COLE Alf nearly landing right on top of us, and he's out of it! COACH Just bring him back in, Reject, and you've got it! Reject rolls to the outside and grabs Alf by the hair, tossing him back into the ring. Reject picks up Alf, and delivers a gutwrench suplex, then covers... 1... 2... NO! Alf gets a shoulder up! COLE But Alf still hanging in there! Reject questions the referee's count, then goes to the top rope. Reject waits patiently on Alf to get to his feet, then comes off with a MISSILE DROPKICK~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Alf is too close to the ropes, and gets a foot out! Reject grabs the leg off... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject hooks both legs tight... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject quickly picks Alf up and tosses him into the corner, delivering a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!! Reject then whips Alf across the ring hard, and on the rebound, catches Alf with a HURRICANRANA~! 1... 2... NO! Alf gets a shoulder up! COACH Oh my GOD, I thought he had him! Reject kneels on the mat for a second, then goes to the top once again. Reject comes off the top, but Alf gets a foot up! Reject falls to the mat, and the referee begins his count... ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! FOUR!!! FIVE!!! SIX!!! SEVEN!!! EIGHT!!! Both men slowly get to their feet. COACH Where do these guys get the strength, Cole? Alf gets up into a corner, and Reject charges with a spinning wheel kick, but Alf ducks, and Reject gets hung up in the TREE OF WOE~! COACH Oh, no! COLE And Reject is all tied up, with no place to go! Alf delivers kicks to the midsection, then unties Reject, drags him to the center of the ring, and locks him in the figure-four! COLE Figure-four locked in by Alf! COACH Hang on, Reject! Reject screams in pain as he tries to reach the ropes. He lays on his back, and the referee counts... 1... 2... Reject sits up, and makes a lunge for the ropes, but can't reach them! Reject then begins to turn the hold over! COACH All right, it looks like he's going to reverse the hold! Reject swings his arm around, giving himself momentum, and turns the hold over! COLE And Reject has turned it around! Alf hangs on for a few seconds, then rolls over himself and grabs the bottom rope! The referee unties the hold, and Alf gets to his feet and delivers a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! COACH Oh, no! COLE Alf's getting cooking! Alf follows up with a T-BONE SUPLEX~!, and covers... 1... 2... NO! Reject gets a shoulder up! Alf executes a fisherman's suplex... 1... 2... NO! Reject with another kickout! Alf goes to the top rope, and waits on Reject to get to his feet. Alf attempts a flying bodypress, but Reject ducks, and Alf presses Hebner! COLE Uh-oh... COACH Now what? Reject pulls a pair of brass knuckles out of his kneepad, and hides them as he rests on his knees and head on the mat. Alf goes over to grab Reject, and is met with an uppercut! COLE Oh, come on! Reject tucks the knucks back in, and lays on Alf, as Nick Patrick slides into the ring... 1... 2... 3!!! NO!!! Alf gets a shoulder up! Reject turns over and glares at Patrick as he gets to his feet. Patrick shows him the two-sign, and Reject gets up...flooring Patrick with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE What was that? Now we're back to no referee! Alf gets to his feet, as Reject pulls the knucks back out and takes another swing...but Alf ducks, and delivers a back suplex to Reject! Hebner revives and makes the count...and a Charles Robinson also slides in... 1 (1)... 2 (2)... 3 (3)!!! *DING DING DING* COLE What's going on now? Two three-counts??? Robinson jumps up and raises Alf's hand in the air. COACH No, wait a minute! COLE Alf retains the title! Meanwhile, Hebner retrieves the belt from the ring announcer... COLE The referee with the belt now... ...and HANDS IT TO REJECT, then raises his hand!!! COLE ...WHAT??? COACH YYYYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Reject grabs the belt in both hands, and with a wide eyed look on his face, looks into it, then jumps up, hops up onto the second buckle, and raises it in the air! BUFFER The winner of the match...and NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW OAOAST Heavyweight champion of the WORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLD... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! Alf immediately approaches Hebner, and grabs him by the shirt collar, motioning that he was the one who had Reject pinned. Robinson raises his hand once again. COACH No way! Charles Robinson was not the official referee for this match! It was Earl Hebner, and he declared Reject the winner and new World champion! COLE Well, it appeared that perhaps both men's shoulders were down! Hebner motions that he saw Alf's shoulders down, and counted him out, and raises Reject's hand once again. Alf and Reject jaw at one another, as the referees continue to raise their hands. Robinson then pulls Hebner aside, and the two have a discussion. COLE The referees conferring now with Michael Buffer... BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please. On the order of OAOAST referees Charles Robinson and Earl Hebner, we will ask that a video replay of the final sequence of the match be shown on the AngleTron! COACH Why? The match is over! *the replay is shown, as Reject swings and misses at Alf, then Alf applies a back suplex. Indeed, the replay shows the shoulders of both men on the mat, with Alf being counted down by Hebner, and Reject being counted down by Robinson.* COLE Well, it was clear to me that both men's shoulders were down, as the referees talk with Michael Buffer once again... BUFFER Ladies and gentleman, here is the official decision. Both men's shoulders were counted to the mat for a count of three in the deciding fall, with the score tied at 1-1. As a result, this match has been ruled...a DRAW! *crowd boos the shit out of the decision.* COLE/COACH BUFFER However, being that this is an OAOAST PPV event, it is in our best interest to ensure that the show must end with a definite winner! *crowd cheers* BUFFER Therefore, the referees have agreed that this match will be decided by a SUDDEN DEATH fall! The next wrestler to score a pinfall or submission will be the winner! *crowd EXPLODES* Reject jumps Alf with the belt, then tosses it back to the middle of the ring! *DING DING DING* COLE So we go to overtime! COACH This is not right, Cole! That belt should belong to Reject right now! Reject delivers a swinging neckbreaker to Alf on the belt, then goes up to the top rope. Reject comes off the top rope for a Frog Splash, but Alf raises the belt up, and Reject lands on it! COACH And now Alf resorting to using foreign objects! COLE Wait a minute, it was Reject using the brass knuckles in the last fall almost stealing the belt! Alf gets up, then plants Reject with the WHIPLASH~! Alf then kicks the belt out of the ring, and goes to the top, coming down with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 COLE ALF HIT IT! Hebner makes the count... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH NO!!! COLE And Alf retains in the extra period! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The winner in sudden death...and STILL OAOAST Heavyweight champion of the WORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLD...ALFDOGG!!!!! COACH Damn it, Cole, this is not right, and you know it! Alf's not going to get away with this! *Coach throws his headset down, and puts his head in his hands in frustration.* COLE Well, whether it's right or not, Alf has in fact gotten away with it tonight, as he retains the World championship! Reject gives Alf a cold glare as he backs down the aisle with the belt in hand. Most of the fans are cheering for Alf, but some boos can be heard. COLE But you can bet Reject will be heard from again! What's going to go down this Thursday on HeldDOWN~!? For the Coach, I'm Michael Cole! Good night! FADE TO BLACK