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*Purposely plans to make every Rodez match a curtain jerker* What? I want to see them fight.

Alf, how's this? Make any changes you want. WHOOOSH~! We go backstage and into the office of General Manager Axel, where Axel is handing over a pen to Peter Knight, who bends down to scribble something on a piece of paper before handing the pen back with a smile on his face. AXEL Well, that makes it official mate. The rematch clause has been invoked and you've got your rematch with Alfdogg at Living Angleously for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title. And yes, this time I made sure that ONLY the referee that will be assigned for the match will be in the ring with the both of you. KNIGHT Good. Alf's not gonna have someone calling himself a referee just because he's wearing a striped shirt save his ass and help screw me out of the title this time. April 30th, that title is coming back right where it should be: around this waist. Now I just gotta go pick out a nice hard chair for my match later. AXEL I didn't get to ask you this last week, but why the hell would you agree to face Stephen Joseph in a match that he chose? You know that the bastard's got something up his sleeve. KNIGHT Look, as much as want to wish he get run over by a Semi truck and be put in a wheelchair for life, Popick is a stubborn son of a bitch and will remain a thorn in my side until I do something about it. Fortunately, he gave me the perfect match to do so. I don't care who my partners are, I don't care who my other two opponents are. Tonight, I'm going into that match with tunnel vision; the only person in that ring that will get my undivided attention will be Stephen Joseph. After I bash his brains into the mat with a steel chair and finally put him away for good, I won't have anything else in my way to Living Angleously. I.... Suddenly, we hear the door open and the camera pans over to reveal Brock Ausstin joining the duo in the office. BROCK Oh, I'm sorry. Am I interrupting another think tank session? KNIGHT What the hell do you want? BROCK Actually, I wanted to talk to our esteemed General Manager about something title-related, so I guess you don't need to be involved right now. Knight takes a step towards Brock, but Axel leaps out of his chair and puts an arm out to restrain the former champion. AXEL Ok, ease up guys. (To Brock) What do you want? BROCK Simple, I want a title match against Alfdogg. Unlike that big goof, I actually hold a WIN against Alf this year. KNIGHT (holding up contract) Get in line big boy, because I've already got first crack at him at Living Angleously. If you're nice to me, after I beat him, maybe I'll let you shine the title belt for me some time. Actually, I'm glad you came in here. If my memory serves me right, wasn't it one year ago, at Living Angleously in fact, that I made your ass submit? Do you really want to try me again and humilate yourself in front of a worldwide audience a [i]second[/i] time? BROCK Why don't you shine my...... AXEL Gentlemen, enough! (Points to Knight) You, go get ready for your match. Brock, we'll talk later. Knight exits the office, purposely running into Brock and bumping shoulders with him on the way out. Brock looks back as Knight exits, and then to Axel. BROCK Ok, we can talk later. In the meantime, let's see if I can't state my case a little clearer to you. Brock exits as well, leaving Axel shaking his head as we fade.

Damn, I had April 23rd in the pool.

Wait, the Royals have Doug Mientkiewicz batting fifth? FIFTH?! Boston's defense is so improved it isn't funny, including a Web Gem DP with Loretta-Gonzalez-Youklis. Plus, I like how they are manufacturing runs. Of course, as I type this Papi goes deep.

I'm going up to the Red Sox game next Thursday night, so I probably won't be home until midnight or so. If someone else is willing to post the show on that night I'd appreciate it greatly.

That'll only work if Jack shoots Kim in the leg during the negotiation process.

I love this music they've been playing. EDIT: "You know what this means: we're talking about taking down the President of the United States." BAD ASS.

Peter Knight Prince Killings (Development/JTTS)

Wow, nice stop by Koctchman. If A-Rod didn't slide, he probably would have beat it out.

Who was the ump that Francona flipped out on during his postgame press conference last year? I gotta say, this Red Sox team is reminding me a lot of the late 2004 team. The whole Foulke/Papelbon problem is a great problem to have (it should light a fire under Foulke's ass), the defense is very good, Beckett/Schilling looks to be a killer duo and everyone seems to have the fire this year. It's only five games in, and the middle relief (Seanez, Riske) looked like crap in the spring, but I like how things are shaping up so far.

255. "Max told Shaq 'LSU's going down and there isn't a thing you or your so-called large penis can do about it. Now let's see what's going on down there.' Then Max looked down Shaq's pants....and then turned white as a ghost" 256. "Bob Vila told Shaq 'Florida's going all the way and there isn't a thing you or your so-called large penis can do about it. Now let's see what's going on down there.' Then Bob looked down Shaq's pants....and then turned white as a ghost."

Rudy Seanez is trying to match his spring ERA it looks like. And now they have to waste Papelbon on a wet mound in what should be a blowout. Thanks Rudy.

I'm pretty sure I got everything it, but it is almost 2 AM, so if there's anything I missed, it can be squeezed in tomorrow. Having only one match that was under 3 minutes is kind of disappointing in my eyes, but it seemed like the show set up some new angles and such for the new booking year.

WRITTEN BY: Alfdogg Tony149 Zack Malibu Hoff Mystery Eskimo NYU KingPK Ed Wood Caulfield Stephen Joseph AND Patty O'Green once you scroll down! ©2006 OAOAST Entertainment. All Rights Reserved.

The cameras cut to the back, where a smiling Drek Stone meets Hoff as he walks away from what he just did in the ring. Hoff smiles confidently. DREK Oh, YEAH, baby! That's my guy! The two men clasp hands, and pull each other into a very, VERY manly chest-bump pseudo-hug. You know what I mean. Hoff nods with a grin. HOFF I told you I'd make it up to ya. You like? DREK Oh, I love it, my friend. That's what I've always liked about you. You get it done. HOFF Hey, you know what they say: ALWAYS have a Plan B. Drek laughs. DREK Plan B, oh man, that's too much. You think Danny liked it? Hoff grins, shaking his head. HOFF I can't imagine. DREK Well, big man...I think we've earned a night on the town. HOFF Let's do it! The two partners in crime walk off, laughing over their heinous actions. The camera cuts to Triple C at Sofa Central... COACH (smiling) Isn't it great how two rivals can become friends? CABOOSE Anyone else pick up a little "vibe" in there? COACH What do you mean? CABOOSE I mean, does it seem like Drek and Hoff might be...MORE than friends? COACH COLE Would you guys stop? Folks, I know Dan Black, and I guarantee you this thing is NOT over. COACH Caboose, you shut your British mouth! COLE Up next, WE HAVE A MATCH! OMG! CABOOSE This'll probably be the only thing Prince Killings main events in his life. AWW NAWW HELL NAWW! Y'ALL UP N DONE IT! BOOM! BOOM BOOM! WHAMO BLAMO! Crowd: YEEEAAAHHHHHHHHH ::music continues playing:: Michael Buffer Ladies and gentleman the following contest is scheduled for 1 fall and a 15 minute time limit. Coming to the ring, he weights in at two hundred and twenty eight pounds, the most hated man in OAOAST history, SSSTTEEEPPPHHEEN JooooooooSEEEPHHH Caboose This is NOT a mixed reaction! Cole This is certainly suprising, but since the last month, Stephen Joseph has become a fan favorite. Coach I can hear the Boos! BOOOOS I tell ya! Caboose Coach is hearing voices in his head. Maybe he'll do what they're telling him to do and SHUT THE HELL UP! Michael Buffer Already in the ring, he weights in at two hundred and fifteen pounds...RAWN "Prince" Killings! Crowd: Meh. Coach What is this, a warmup match?! Caboose What, Peter Knight gets em but Stephen Joseph can't? Coach Those weren't warmup matches...Those were title defenses! Caboose Right...and you're not abnormally small for black man. Coach How did... ::silence:: ::silence:: ::more awkward silence:: DING DING~! Cole Ah, Wrestling! Wrestling in the ring! Guys! Stephen Joseph jaunts out from his corner to meet Killings in the middle of the ring. SJ extends his hand, and for a moment, Killings hesitates, but accepts after a few seconds. They part ways and begin to circle each other. Killings sets in for a headlock attempt that SJ sidesteps. But with a quick reaction, Killings slams his elbow into SJ's jaw, knocking the former champion back. Rawn follows up with right punch to the head, and and a left punch to the head, forcing SJ against the ropes! Cole All Prince right now. Coach Stephen Joseph isn't looking so good against this hot young rookie! The Prince pulls Stephen Joseph foward and whips him to the other side. SJ catches the ropes and bounds back ducking a clothesline by Killings! Back around, SJ ducks a back elbow, stops, and catches the back of Killings' head with a standing Enziguri kick! Killings stumbles forward one step then stumbles back two steps, into Stephen Joseph's awaiting arms. Joseph locks in the full nelson and looks to the crowd! Cole Could it be Finality for Killings? Stephen Joseph picks Rawn up, and holds him straight up in midair, pausing for a few seconds to show off his massive upper body strength and then sends Rawn crashing down to earth with HIS version of the Osaka Street Cutter. Killings pops up from the move, and promptly flops onto his face. Stephen Joseph rolls back over to cover! 1! 2! 3! ----- Winner, Via Finality in 2:52 Stephen Joseph ----- Crowd: YEAAAHHH NO BOOOO! Stephen Joseph has stood up, and pauses when the crowd noise changes. Joseph turns around and is LEVELED with a STEEL CHAIR SHOT from a very BIG MAN dresssed in a black hoodie with the hood obscuring his face. The man grabs the hood and pulls it back....... ......revealing Peter Knight! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" COACH THERE'S your answer, Popick! CABOOSE Gee, I wonder what happened to "Via Sattelite"? COACH That's what a private jet available to you 24/7 can do for you. Knight puts his foot on Joseph's back and lifts the chair, repeatedly slamming it down across Joseph's body as the fans continue to spew their venom towards the former champ. Crowd: YEEEAAHHHHHHHHH Tha Puerto Rican, Tony Brannigan, and Dan Black come running out of the entranceway at the same time. This odd meeting pauses them for a second, but they quickly realize that both groups are here to save Stephen Joseph from this beatdown. As they run toward the ring, Knight slides out of the ring and exits through the crowd, leaving Stephen Joseph with a ringing headache and sore stomach. COLE This will all come to a head next week in a six man steel chair on a pole match! Until then, this is Michael Cole thanking you for watching. See you next week! Fade to black

COLE Folks, if you missed Anglemania last Sunday, you missed one hell of a tag-team match! Black T versus Hoff and Drek Stone! CABOOSE Yeah, the two biggest traitors in OAOAST history getting what they had coming to them, courtesy of Black T. When Hoff tapped out to the Heart of Ice-- COACH Now hold on a minute, Caboose! I have it on good authority that Tony Brannigan and Dan Black CHEATED in that match! CABOOSE Cheated? You must be high, Coachman. It was Hoff and Stone that cheated, with their cheap tricks, low blows, shortcuts, and they STILL couldn't get it done! COACH Whatever, all I know is that Black T better thank thir lucky stars that they beat two of the greatest superstars in the OAOAST. COLE Who are your sources, anyway, Coach? COACH Well, hey, I mean, my people, you know, they like to remain in the shadows. CABOOSE Your source is Axel, isn't it. COACH .....NO! COLE In any event a great match, with tons of great action, and a lot of innovation! Let's take a look: HELDDOWN! Tony gets back up to his knees, Black grabs his hand and helps his partner get back up to his feet. The two men start whispering to each other, presumably trying to get a strategy together. At the same time, Hoff and Drek share a glance with each other. Hoff then moves to the side of the ring closest to Black T. Drek runs across the ring - -- bounces off the ropes - -- dashes towards Hoff - -- and lets the big man bring him OVER the top rope with a HIGH back body drop - -- sending him CRASHING into Tony Brannigan and Dan Black with a SOMERSAULT PLANCHA! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Loud cheers excitedly rise up from the Atlantic City crowd as Drek brings both opponents back down to the arena floor. COACH WHOA! Drek Stone picking up the 7-10 split! *********************** Tony steps into the ring with a smile on his face. With a nod, he addresses Black and then runs across the ring. Only, instead of bouncing off the ropes, he drops and slides underneath the bottom rope, through Hoff’s legs! The fans gasp in surprise as Tony lands outside the ring and lifts the big man off the apron and onto his shoulders in an electric chair position! COACH Wait…what the hell are they going for here? It seems every single fan in Trump Plaza is asking the same question. Hoff struggles to get Tony to release him by barreling several forearms across Brannigan’s forehead. But it’s all for naught. With unparalleled speed, Black turns and bounces off the ropes. He charges forward - -- and dives through the ropes - -- KNOCKING Hoff off Tony’s shoulders with a HUGE diving forearm! The crowd unleashes a massive pop as Hoff tumbles to the floor and Tony helps his partner back up to his feet! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” CABOOSE Now THIS is AngleMania! ************************ Without hesitating, Drek charges forward and tries sliding underneath the bottom rope with a baseball slide to Tony. But Brannigan catches Stone out of the corner of his eye. Once Drek gets close enough, Tony lifts the edge of the apron - and Drek goes sliding out onto the fabric of the apron! But Tony continues holding the cloth up, which means Drek is stuck in limbo in this makeshift hammock. CABOOSE That’s ingenious! With Drek trapped on top of the apron, he’s easy pickings for Dan to come over and start peppering the Italian Stallion with hard shots to the face. He then ascends the steel steps as Drek flails hopelessly at Tony to try to get him to drop the apron. However, with Drek still prone and Black standing on the top step, it’s plain to see what’s about to happen. Black JUMPS… …AND CONNECTS WITH A DIVING HEADBUTT ON DREK STONE! Tony releases the apron at that moment, sending both men back down to the arena floor! COACH Is Dan Black nuts?! COLE I’ve never seen someone trapped on the ring apron like Drek Stone just was. How long was Tony waiting to pull that one out? CABOOSE That was brilliant. ************************ Drek jumps out of the ring and to the floor so he could continue pulling Tony towards the post. Hoff immediately climbs out of the ring and grabs Brannigan’s right leg to help Drek continue pulling him towards the turnbuckle. Once Tony is properly straddled against the post, with his right leg and left leg hanging off opposite sides, his two opponents are pleased. Drek then cranks the left ankle while Hoff twists the right, the two men jump up, fall, and - -- SIMULTANEOUS CORNER POST ANKLELOCKS! “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” ************************* Hoff grabs Black by the tights and lifts him up in the air! Holding him… …holding him… …HOLDING HIM… …BUT BLACK SUDDENLY SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT, SENDING HOFF OFF-BALANCE! And Both men fall to the mat! “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” With both men down, Black quickly places Hoff’s arm between his legs, grabs his neck and rears back! IT’S THE HEART OF ICE!!! COACH OH MY GOD! CABOOSE YES! YES! The crowd goes even CRAZIER as Black tightens his grip and rocks back on Hoff’s neck! “TAP!!!!!!” “NO!!!!!!” “TAP!!!!!” “NO!!!!!!” Through clenched teeth, Hoff picks his hand up off the mat…. COLE IS HE?! COACH NO HE’S NOT! CABOOSE YES HE IS! Vibrating his arm angrily, Hoff looks like he’s attempting to summon some kind of extra strength to get himself out of his predicament. With one final demonstration of strength, Hoff ROLLS OUT OF THE MOVE.… …TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING… ….BUT BLACK KEEPS IT LOCKED IN! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” COACH Come on, Hoff, hold on! HOLD ON! Hoff tries holding on as best he can! But with his screams echoing through the springtime air of Atlantic City, he knows he has no choice! “TAP!!!” “NO!!!!” “TAP!!!” “NO!!!!” “TAP!!!!” “NO!!!!” Hoff taps. *DING! DING! DING!* A huge roar rises up from the crowd as Hoff flops his hand to the mat and Black releases the hold triumphantly. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winners……BLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAACK TTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! The referee helps Dan Black back up to his feet, leaving Hoff alone on the mat, clutching his neck. With a smile, Black raises his arm up for the crowd before rolling underneath the bottom rope to check on his fallen partner. COLE What a match. HELDDOWN! The arena lights go down. An eerie, haunting guitar riff echoes throughout the arena. The fans buzz, not knowing what to anticipate. A bass line joins the guitar, thumping throughout the Verizon Center. As the tempo increases, a cymbal joins, the music rising to a fever pitch. And just as the haunting melody reaches its crescendo... *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!* And with that, Hoff steps onto the stage! Strobe lights flash over the arena. The crowd lets him hear it, not quite half of them cheering, the rest fiercely booing the once-popular superstar. With a humble look on his face, Hoff surveys the fans, nodding. COLE The song you are hearing is System of a Down's Hypnotize, available this May on OAOAST ThemeAddict: Volume 2. The man you are seeing is the two-time former OAOAST Heavyweight Champion, the one, the only, HOFF. Hoff walks down the ramp, pointing to various members of the crowd. Among the OAOAST faithful, there are still a few "H" t-shirts visible. COACH And I can't tell you guys how good it is to see this man back on HeldDown. We've been Hoffless for too long! CABOOSE I still don't think he belongs in an OAOAST ring, and I don't know that I ever will. But take nothing away from his talent and what he did last night. COLE Well many feel that Hoff was a bit rusty in there, including Drek Stone! However, he looked pretty good to me. COACH Not too bad for six months away from the ring, huh? Hoff slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, he looks like the Hoff of old as he climbs up the corner. He throws one arm into the air, content to take in the mostly negative reaction. With an unreadable look at the crowd, the big man hops off the ropes, walking to the timekeeper at ringside and asking for a microphone. COLE You have to wonder what's on Hoff's mind. For all intents and purposes, he lost his first match in nearly half a year. That has to be a blow to a man like Hoff. Hoff grabs the mic and walks to the center of the ring, his new theme music fading into the air. The fans are raucous, and a small "HOFF!" chant takes up. It's quickly drowned out by the jeers, however, and Hoff looks out over the crowd, laughing to himself before he raises the mic. HOFF Welcome. "TO THE FUTURE!" Hoff shakes his head. HOFF No. What I was gonna say...is welcome...BACK. Welcome back, not to HeldDown, but to the Hoff show. The greatest show on Earth. A mixed cheer comes up from the crowd. HOFF And love me or hate me, you know I gave you everything I had last night, and along with the one and only Drek Stone, I STOLE the show at Anglemania Five. Just the way I used to do each and every night. The cheers get a little louder as Hoff delivers that lne with a confident smirk. HOFF Now, about six months ago, I came out here and told you I didn't have it in me anymore. I stood here, in front of the world, and said that I didn't have what it takes. But after last Sunday, I'm feeling just a little excited. There's a little of that old blood pumping through my veins. And I don't want to get you all excited...but maybe...MAYBE...I've found myself again. The fans are into it now, cheering pretty well. The little "HOFF!" chant that tried to take root earlier is popping back up, and growing. A full-blown smile creeps over Hoff's face. HOFF And let's not take anything away from Black T last night. Tony Brannigan....well, actually...Tony, you'll never be anything more than a second-rate Hoff wannabe. Like the crack of a whip, the crowd turns on Hoff. Boos resonate throughout the arena. Hoff looks out at the crowd, wide-eyed. HOFF Oh, don't act so high and mighty, people. You ALL know that it's true. I'm a two-time OAOAST Champion, and don't you ever forget it! Tony? He had a cup of coffee with the belt and calls himself a main eventer. Brannigan, the truth is that you are NOT in my league. "BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Hoff letting his true feelings show here. CABOOSE I hope he doesn't hurt himself with all that honesty. COACH You guys are haters. The big man paces around the ring, surveying the crowd that has turned on him in an instant. HOFF And if you ever cross my path again...I'll be glad to prove it. "YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!" HOFF Now....as for Dan Black... A MASSIVE cheer goes up from the stands at the mention of the Ice Heart. A scowl crosses Hoff's goateed visage. HOFF Dan...I gotta give it to you. Hoff grabs the back of his neck with his free hand. HOFF You and I had never crossed paths before, and at Anglemania, you showed me what you can do. And in front of the world, on the biggest stage of all time...yes. You did the unthinkable. You beat the Future. "YOU TAPPED OUT!" "YOU TAPPED OUT!" "YOU TAPPED OUT!" "YOU TAPPED OUT!" Hoff GLARES at the capacity crowd. HOFF YES, yes, you made me tap out. And for that, I gotta give you a hell of a lot of credit. For one night, for ONE NIGHT, you were the better man. The crowd gets to its feel, cheering and applauding the efforts of the Ice Heart. Hoff looks...less than pleased. HOFF But you better savor the flavor, because it doesn't happen often. And Black, I promise you, that for you? It will NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" HOFF Oh, that's right. Because while you were in the midcard, I was on the rise. And while you were beating scrubs to win the "prestigious" Tag Team Titles, I was becoming a two-time OAOAST Champion. I etched my name into the history of this business, and I will never, ever be forgotten. You? You can wrestle, but you're not even CLOSE to my level. Hell, you're not even at Tony's level. The fans are ready to riot. A few stray cups make their way toward the ring. Hoff struts around the squared circle, looking self-satisfied. HOFF And when you think about it, last Sunday ought to have been the proudest moment of your career! You beat the man who may be...MAYBE...the greatest professional wrestler of all time! The man who has never lost the OAOAST World Championship. Dan Black -- and this goes for everyone -- NEVER FORGET WHO I AM! I AM THE FUTURE, AND I-- And Hoff is cut off as Quiet hits to an ENORMOUS cheer! Dan Black strolls out, wearing a black suit so sharp you can almost see it slicing apart the molecules in the air as he moves. He raises his left eyebrow slightly in response to the crowd's appreciation, and takes a couple of paces along the top of the ramp before raising a microphone to his lips. BLACK Mr Hoff. This is quite the surprising evening, I have to admit. The reaction Tony and I have been getting of late...is rather unusual. "BLACK T!" CLAPCLAPCLAP "BLACK T!" CLAPCLAPCLAP Black even manages a small, genuine smile, a strange sight indeed. COACH This is disgusting. Pandering to the limey while an American hero stands in the ring! COLE The fans are just showing respecting for Black's ability, Johnny. BLACK And not only that, but you, Mr Hoff, you admit that I was the better man at Anglemania. Hoff shrugs his shoulders and nods his head. BLACK Very surprising, very surprising indeed. Of course, thirty seconds later you ruin this good impression by reverting to the bitching and whining typical of you "Upstarts". A "whiney bitch" chant starts up, but Black quickly cuts across it. BLACK You can still salvage yourself, my lad. I'm going to walk down to the ring, and you'll shake my hand. You'll have my respect, for that, at least. Dan walks down. Hoff sits on the middle rope and pushes up the top cable to aid his entrance. Black steps in and extends his hand. Hoff looks at it for a long time, but doesn't extend his own arm. Dan eventually snatches Hoff's mic. BLACK Look "champ", just because I come out here with a smile and best wishes doesn't mean I'm suddenly some kind of soft centered, baby kissing pin up. Shake my hand. Such a small gesture that will redeem you in the eyes of the OAOAST and save you a few thousand dollars worth of medical care. Hoff grins, and extends his hand... and then he floors Dan with a vicious lariat than knocks Black onto the back of his head. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Hoff stomps on the Englishman, pausing only to SPIT in his face! Hoff then slaps on his anklelock, wrenching at Dan's leg with a furious look in his eyes. COLE I can't believe Black thought he was going to get that handshake! CABOOSE That was pretty dumb. He's obviously succumbed to the 'crowd likes you, lose ten thousand brain cells' syndrome. COACH Hoff needs to break his ankle! Break it off, Hoff! Dan tries to counter out, but Hoff sits down and grapevines the leg! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Three referees and a clutch of security come running down and try to prise Hoff the screaming Black, to no avail. BOOOOOOOOOOOO....YEAAAAHHH! Tony Brannigan comes sprinting to the ring! He dives in under the bottom rope, scattering the officials. Hoff releases the ankle lock and slides out of the opposite side of the ring, a huge grin now on his face. Brannigan stares daggers at the former champion, before bending to check on Black. Hoff walks up the ramp, getting in the face of a camera on the way to proclaim "It isn't over...it's a long way from over!" COACH Now that was how you respond to a loss. COLE With a cheapshot? COACH By moving on! COLE I don't like you anymore. Cut to something else, Mr Director! How about a commercial break?

If You Missed AngleMania (Hey, I got time to fill here) Order. Replay. Now. Don't make me come over there. COLE We're back live with you tonight here with more HeldDOWN~! folks, fresh off of Anglemania V this past Sunday on PPV. It's an event that's been on everyone's lips since Sunday, and we've felt a lot of the ramifications here tonight amongst various roster members. However, one of the feel good stories of the night in addition to Alfdogg reclaiming his spot at the top of the mountain, was Zack Malibu's huge win in the first ever Two For The Money match. COACH Let the verbal fellation commence! CABOOSE As if you wouldn't be doing the same thing if one of your boys had won that match? COLE To be fair, Coach, I thought that all six men put forth a hell of an effort in that match. We watched on as they endured such painful circumstances, and it was that effort that made that an Anglemania match to remember. It was at the end of that match though, that only Zack Malibu was left standing atop the ladder, holding not only his reclaimed HI-YAH title which was on the line in the contest, but an open opportunity to take on the OAOAST World Champion, whomever it is, at any point in the next twelve months! The plucking of bass strings sets the tone for "Getting Away With Murder", and as the lights drop the fans rise, scrambling to their feet as the OAOAST's favorite son is set to appear live and in living color. COLE Zack Malibu is HERE! COACH Thank you, Captain Obvious. Malibu is welcomed by a loud crowd pop as he appears onstage, with the HI-YAH Championship draped over his shoulder, and a pile of papers stapled together in another...no doubt the contract for an OAOAST World Title shot that he captured just days ago. COLE We should also note that none of the men involved in Two For The Money will be in action tonight, as all were given this week off as a healing period. Although no threatening injuries were suffered in that match, we know that James Blonde is in a sling as a result of the damage his right arm sustained, that Faqu had some bruised ribs, and... COACH ...now how you not gonna mention what happened to poor Jamie O'Hara? Dude's been limping around for days because he got pushed off the top rope and landed with his little general on a ladder rung! COLE I wasn't finished! COACH You weren't gonna finish! Bottom line is, it sickens me to see other people putting effort like what you saw the GPX and Jamie O'Hara do Sunday night, and get no props, no respect for it, while THIS man's ass gets kissed on a daily basis! Malibu steps up the stairs and into the ring, circling around and looking around to his numerous fans, all applauding his arrival. Malibu heads over to the side of the ring and requests a mic, taking a moment to address the crowd as the fans continue to chant his name. "MAL-AH-BOO!" "MAL-AH-BOO!" "MAL-AH-BOO!" COLE What a response for this respected superstar! CABOOSE After what he did the other night, he deserves every second of it! Once the fans realize Zack would like to speak, they finally die down, and allow the preppy one to put his mic to use. MALIBU So, I'm guessing you all saw Anglemania V the other night, right? *huge crowd pop* MALIBU Well, in that case, I'm guessing you noticed a few things. You probably noticed that the New, New Midnight Express are no more. You probably noticed that Leon Rodez, my ex-partner in The Usual Suspects, became a champion once again in a brutal ladder match. You probably noticed that Peter Knight LOST his Heavyweight Title in the main event, and that we have a NEW World Heavyweight Champion named ALFDOGG! *huge crowd pop* MALIBU OK, well there's no need for a more descript recap, because I'm willing to bet you've taped it, read the results on the internet, and have the DVD on pre-order. But there is one last thing I'd like to refer to, and that's to what I'm holding in my hand right now... COACH That sonuva...He puts the MICROPHONE over, but he can't give credit to my boys!? COLE What do you mean put the microphone over? He's talking about the contract, you twit! COACH He's gonna put THAT over too? CABOOSE ...you don't quit, do you? MALIBU In my hand right now, is a contract. A contract I pulled off the back of this belt, my HI-YAH Championship Title, when I snapped it free from it's harness to win the first ever Two For The Money match. A match that quite frankly, had everything going against me. The numbers game. My belt on the line. The expected brutality and wear and tear. The OAOAST and HI-YAH put that match together to show good faith towards each other, to show that people like James Blonde and Faqu are on the same level as anyone else in the OAOAST currently. They did it to show that this belt, the one I'm holding, means as much as any championship anywhere in the world. They did it to... It wouldn't be a wrestling show without PROMO INTERRUPTION~! CABOOSE I believe the Latin term is Promo Interuptus. (How the hell did Caboose respond to my description? Anyways...) "Make Her Say" cuts off Zack's train of thought and silences him for a few moments, as Scotty Static, Johnny Jax, and Jamie O'Hara, not looking extremely pleased, head down the aisleway. COLE It never ends! Three sore losers are heading to the ring! COACH Maybe they've got something good to say. They've got just as much right to be out here addressing the world as Zack does! O'Hara, Static and Jax all enter the ring, while Zack makes sure to keep on eye on all of them, ready in case they choose to pounce. Jax waves for a mic and has one tossed to him by a stagehand, then taps it to make sure it's on before handing it over to Scotty Static, the more talkative of the Global Party Exchange. STATIC Now hang on, Malibu. We're not out here to rain on your parade. We're out here to give you your due. See, Anglemania wasn't just a victory for you that earned you your title back, and a contract to get an OAOAST World Title shot, oh no. It was a moral victory of sorts too, because after that match, as the three of us lay in the back moaning and groaning, hoping to heal and wondering what the hell is wrong with us that we were just diving off ladders and using that same cold hard steel to bust one another open, it hit us. See, some of us, like me, Johnny and Jamie, do what we do for the thrill. For the rush. The notoriety doesn't hurt either. That's why we do what we do. James Blonde and Faqu, they do what they do because they're out to prove something to the world. That the stereotype they fell into years ago will be null and void, and people will remember them as fighters. Last, but not least, we know why you do what you do, Zack. Right now, I'm talking to you free from the chains of any group affiliation, any war, any...any anything. I'm telling you, face to face right now, Malibu, that we know you do what you do because it's in your heart. It's in your blood, in your veins. You took this sport, this company of ours, and made it your life. We know that's why you're the one who came to the forefront of The Originals. We hurt the company, we hurt you. On the other hand, you look good, and the company looks good...well let me tell you people, speaking from personal experience, this man right here made this company look pretty damn good this past Sunday night. The crowd roars as Scotty Static, oddly enough, has just given props to Zack Malibu for winning Two For The Money. STATIC Sunday night, you won that match, but you have to call a spade a spade, Zack. Look at what we went through to get that gold belt that rests on your shoulder right now. Look at what we did to EACH OTHER, and we're boys, man...but look at what we did to try and get some glory, some more notoriety. That's what you don't understand, Zack. It's what you've never been able to come to terms with. You get all this glory, all this fame and fortune, and then when a group of us wants the same damn thing...we're the villains? We're the bad guys? Let me tell you something my man, you can paint us in any light you want. The fans can hate us for not staying soft. Everyone here is entitled to their own opinion and we're not gonna front and tell you you're wrong or right. Like the song says, hate it or love it. The reason we came out here, the reason we're in your face right now, is because we want something from you. One thing. Not a title shot. Not a match. Not a fight. There's one thing the three of us want from you, and that's for you to shake our hands, and give us some respect. Malibu looks genuinely surprised at this turn of events. Many fans boo, sensing a trap on the part of the GPX and O'Hara, and are even more shocked when Static lowers his mic and extends his hand to Zack Malibu. STATIC It's all we want, Zack. It's all we ever wanted. We want you to admit you respect us. Forget your hatred. Forget the Upstarts and the Originals and this war we've been waging. As a man, Zack, as a man, we want your respect! Malibu, still perplexed, walks forward, and is now caught in a staredown with Static. The two look into each other's eyes and don't flinch. Jax and O'Hara remain still, not taking an opportunity they normally would to attack Malibu. Zack steps back and looks down at Static's hand, and in a scene unheard of since the GPX changed their attitude 12 months ago, he shakes his hand! COLE Well I'll be... COACH Damn! Now even I didn't know where this was gonna go! Malibu then turns to Johnny Jax and does the same, shaking his hand, and finally Jamie O'Hara's, the young man who may have absorbed the most punishment of all this past Sunday night. The crowd cheers at the sportsmanship of the three normally loathed competitors, as Zack steps away from them. STATIC DID YOU PEOPLE EVER THINK YOU'D SEE THE DAY? Haha, that's what I'm talking about. You wanna talk about your Anglemania moments, well we just created another HeldDOWN~! memory on live TV. The only thing is that, while we do respect you, Zack...we still don't like you. THUNK! In a flash, Malibu is nailed in the forehead with a microphone shot by Static, and as he stumbles around, O'Hara hits the ropes and connects with a jump spinning roundhouse that drills Zack in the chest! Down on the mat, Malibu has the boots put to him by the GPX and Jamie O'Hara, who just moments ago were seemingly turning over a new leaf! STATIC Keep him down! Keep him down! Static shouts commands into the mic as he and his cohorts continue to pound on Zack, who is struggling to get up. STATIC You brought this upon yourself, Zack! It took us this long...now we're gonna make sure you CONTINUE to respect us! The beating continues, until out of the back come Faqu, and James Blonde, complete with his arm in a sling! As the big Samoan comes through the ropes, Jax delivers a hard soccer kick to the ribs, knocking the wind out of the big man who is still reeling from Sunday night! As he ducks back out to the apron, Jax hits the ropes, and NAILS Faqu with a YAKUZA KICK~! that sends him careening down and into the guardrail! Meanwhile, O'Hara jumps on Blonde, but as James fights back with some wild left hands, Jax reaches from behind and rakes his eyes, enabling O'Hara to tear his sling off and start choking him out with it! COLE This is insanity! All that talk about respect... COACH This is how you earn it on the streets, playa! You don't get respect with words, you get it with action, and this is what the Global Party Exchange and Jamie O'Hara are showing us right now! Blonde is kicked out of the ring, discarded for the very fact he dare interfere as the GPX and O'Hara use Malibu to send a message to the world. With Zack down, O'Hara and Jax each hold him down by either his arms or legs, as Static goes up to the top rope and leaps into the air, crashing down on Zack's exposed body with STATIC SHOCK~!, reeling from his own move as his body is still sore from Anglemania~! CABOOSE Well I'll tell you one thing, they did nothing to earn MY respect here tonight! With Zack laid out, Jamie O'Hara picks up the HI-YAH Title from the mat, and waves for Jax to pick Zack up. Malibu is yanked up onto his feet and shoved forward by Jax, as O'Hara charges and leaps into the air, cracking him across the head itwh his own title belt! COLE OK now ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! Malibu is officially laid out, as the booing grows throughout the crowd. O'Hara looks and sees the mic on the mat, and picks that up, taking his turn to address the crowd. O'HARA What you just saw...was the beginning of our rise. WE are the next mainstream superstars, and dat's on the REAL, yo! WE are going to be your poster boys. Your role models, icons, and champions. We respect this man laying here, we really do, but we've warned him to step aside. You don't wanna move on your own, g, well we're more than happy to give ya a push, you dig? O'Hara, skinny street thug that he is, disposes of the mic by throwing it down on Zack's unconscious body. The triumphant trio raise their hands in salute before exiting the ring, as officials rush in to attend to Zack as he is laid out in the ring, and the crowd still shaken in disbelief of the actions of the GPX and O'Hara. COACH That's what I'm talkin' about, boys! CABOOSE Disgusting. Just disgusting. COLE Well, while Zack is attended to here in Washington D.C., we're going to take you live via sattelite to the home of the now former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion Peter Knight. We go to a split screen with Cole on one side and Peter Knight, dressed in casual clothes while sitting on a nondescript tan couch. He takes a sip from a water glass before setting it down on the end table to his right. Under Cole's the words "Washington D.C." are displayed and it reads "Massachusetts" under Knight's frame. On the top center of the screen is a miniature of the HD logo and the words "Via Sattelite". COLE Mr. Knight, I understand you have filed a protest with OAOAST Headquarters over the result of your match with Alfdogg on Sunday night. KNIGHT I have, and I have every right to believe that the "powers that be" over there will see that Stephen Joseph had no buisness sticking his nose in my buisness and giving Alfdogg an unfair advantage in that match. Because of Joseph's unwarranted, biased and illegal interference, I did not walk out of Atlantic City with the title that is rightfully mine. CABOOSE Now hold on a minute. Thanks to you, Stephen Joseph did not factor into the ending of that match and it was Earl Hebner, the referee contractually assigned to that match, who ultimately made the final count and decision. KNIGHT I had Alfdogg pinned for a twenty count in that match, but apparently Joseph couldn't get his fat ego down to the mat fast enough to make a precise count. Oh, and for the record, I accept Joseph's challenge for next week; I could use a couple of punching bags to release some of this anger I have. It's just too bad I'm not there tonight because I would have gotten my payback the moment Stephen Joseph arrived at the arena. COLE Do you have any comments on the poor showing from the Upstarts this past Sunday? KNIGHT I have tried for months to set the standard for that whole locker room, but I can't wrestle their matches for them. You'll have to talk to them about that. COLE Thank you for your time. We'll be back after this. Commercial break

If you missed AngleMania: Order the replay, airing all this week! Michael Cole We all couldn't believe it, but at Anglemania, Stephen Joseph kept his word and appeared as an OAOAST referee in the World Title Match. Coach His meddling COST Peter Knight the title and you KNOW IT Cole! Caboose It's not like Peter Knight defended the title there Coach. Coach This makes me SICK! Michael Cole Whether or not it makes you sick Cole, Stephen Joseph's involvement definitely swung the match in favor of our New Champion Alfdogg. But he received a big hit with a steel chair for his efforts. Let's go backstage with Josh Matthews, who's got Stephen Joseph standing by in his lockerroom WHOOOSH~! WHOOOSH~! ::And we're backstage. Stephen Joseph is sitting on a bench next to a metal locker, opened, with a "FUCK YOU!" shirt hanging down from a hangar. Stephen straps in his kneepads as Josh Matthews comes into view. Josh Matthews Fans, backstage I am here with a returning Stephen Joseph, who will wrestle later on tonight in his first match back. Stephen, we've got several questions for you, but first, how did if feel? ::Stephen Joseph finishes adjusting his kneepad, and turns with a smile to Josh. He lets out a small chuckle, smiles, and speaks:: Stephen Joseph Aside from the chair shot? Wonderful. Even though I promised to be there, Anglemania V was such an amazing show that everyone had forgotten about my promise. And then when Peter Knight took the low road we knew he would take, look who was there. The crowd loved it Josh. I made him pay Josh. He paid for what he did to me at Anglepalooza, he paid for what he did to Tha Puerto Rican at Zero Hour, and he paid for what he did to the fans last Sunday night. Josh Matthews Are you through with Peter Knight, or can we expect something else? Stephen Joseph You can expect any Josh. But I can tell you, if Peter Knight thinks his issues with me are over...boy you got some learning to do. See, I'm Stephen Joseph BITCH, and until I say something is over, it ain't over. And it Ain't Over For Me! Peter Knight, you may want a title rematch with Alfdogg, but before you do that, I've got a gauntlet to throw down to you and your ilk. How about this Peter? YOU, ME, Christian Wright, The PUERTO RICAN, Bohemoth, and the world's BEST commentator CABOOSE in a 6 man tag team Steel Chair on a Pole match NEXT WEEK on HeldDOWN! Josh Matthews STEEL CHAIR ON A POLE! Caboose WHAT THEEEE FFRRRUUUKKKK? Stephen Joseph And that's NOT ALL FOLKS! Peter Knight, we're going to war. Your Upstarts, MY Originals. And it will not end. Next week, I come for your head. But I haven't forgotten about the one man who gave me my opportunity for a run with the Big Gold Belt. HOFFSTER, I am OFFICIALLY calling you out Big Boy. I don't care how, I don't care why, and I don't care where. I want to say thanks, the only way I know how, by beating the ever-living shit out of your Upstart ass! And if you ignore me Hoffster, I will make sure that you pay me my due attention. Josh Matthews Anyone else you'd like to call out. Stephen Joseph No. Two is company. Three's a crowd. Besides, Axel already knows when he's facing me. And he's already trembling. Josh Matthews Do you have any comment on The Puerto Rican's title loss to Leon Rodez? Stephen Joseph Josh...You have no idea how disappointed I am in Puerto for not being able to retain. But you know, in losing, sometimes you learn something, and if you can learn, you can come back stronger, faster, better. Puerto's got to learn to not make so many enemies at one time. I learned that the hard way, so did he. I'm disappointed yes, but I'm glad the title went to an Original. I'm going to help Puerto rediscover himself, and I guarantee you...THE PUERTO RICAN will hold OAOAST World Title Gold this year. Josh Matthews That's a might big guarantee! Cole, let's send it back out to you. SJ's match will be coming up later on in the hour. WOOOOSHHH~! WOOOOOSHH~!! Michael Cole STEEL CHAIR ON A POLE MATCH?! Caboose Why the hell did I ever agree...he didn't tell me thi.. Coach YES! Peter Knight's gonna wallop Caboose and Stephen with a..::GAK!:: Caboose Maybe I'll just hit you repeatedly Coach. I've been itching for a reason! Cole Yes, use your big bat on him for a little while. Coach and Caboose ........ Cole Heeeey, let's do this now. Michael Cole is with Jim Cornette at Sofa Central. As you'd expect, a look of disappoint is on etched on the face of James E., his tag team no longer apart of the OAOAST after losing their match at AngleMania. COLE Earlier tonight we heard from the new World tag team champions, The Heavenly Rockers. Unlike them, the man we're about to hear from didn't have a happy ending to his night. I'm talking about James E. Cornette, the now FORMER manager of the New New Midnight Express. It wasn't a good night for you and your men at AngleMania, Jim. CORNETTE Oh, shut up, Michael Cole! The wrestling world is still in mourning over the events of AngleMania V as my Midnight Express, quite possibly the greatest version of the most successful tag team franchise our sport has ever seen and the first 3-time OAOAST tag team champions went down in defeat to the Heavenly Rockers. Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned may have gone down, but they went down like men -- fighting to the very end. Both teams paid the price to end the longest battle in OAOAST history. They gave up their bodies and pints of blood that will keep Donald Trump's blood supply in stock for the next 5 years for bragging rights and the World tag team championship. Synth may be stupid enough to tell a girl if he could rearrange the alphabet he'd put S-T-D together, and Logan may not know a wristlock from a wrist watch, but I'm about to do something I thought I'd never do. I'm gonna give credit where credit is due. The Heavenly Rockers did something I didn't think was possible when they managed to come back from all the adversity, all the mind games we put them through to win the tag titles. Certain teams would've folded from all the pressure but they didn't. And let's not forget the accomplishments of the New New Midnight Express. Of course many would argue they wouldn't have gotten as far as they did without my expertise, and they're right, but the men I allowed to carry the tradition of the Midnight Express deserve a little credit. But the past is the past. Out with the old and in with the new. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the team I, Jim Cornette, will lead to the World tag team championship... Moe Wallace and Vincent Santana, the SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA! CABOOSE How soon we forget. Jim Cornette not wasting anytime filling the void left by the departure of the New New Midnight Express. Without the presence of Shyanne, the South Central Militia walk to the ring with that bad ass swagger of theirs -- getting up in people's faces and stealing little kids' candy as they near Sofa Central, where they're greeted by a giddy Jim Cornette. COACH And there they are, 'Boosey. Moe Wallace and Vinny Santana, baby. The team James E. will led to the tag titles just like he did the N-N-M-X. COLE Well, I'm not sure how Jim Cornette Enterprises stockholders will feel about the team you've taken on, but they're certainly big and bad. MOE Big and bad is right, metrosexual bitch! And we's just about ready to bust heads because the S-C-M ain't in the most pleasant of moods. My lil' sis Shyanne is resting at home recovering from a DDT she got from that golddiggin', no good, scandalous ass, trifiling, chicken headed, flat assed, jezebel tramp of a whore Holly-Wood. So me and not-my-cousin Vinny got all the provocation in the word to bust down Synth's and Logan's door and beat the crap outta them like we from the LAPD while we pound the crap outta the bitch who took out Shyanne. But if you don't mind, Cole, there's somebody in this area we wanna beat the crap outta first. So go ahead and give us fifty feet.... * DOUBLE WHAMMY * "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" An unsuspecting Jim Cornette is floored by a pair of sucker punches from Moe and Vinny! Smacked back into 1984, Cornette is helpless as he's thrown into the ring and assault by TELESCOPIC BATONS. If it's any consolation, Jim Cornette's beating is quick but very painful as he's whipped to the ropes and drilled with the simultaneous SPEAR/FLYING FOREARM double-team maneuver called THE JAILBREAK! Pleased with their work the S-C-M exit while officials and first aid attendents enter the ring. COLE What the hell was that all about? This was the last thing I expected to see. We gotta take a break. We'll be back. Commercial break

We return to HeldDOWN~! with a look at the OAOAST.com homepage, which has a cover story on Leon Rodez winning the OAOAST 24/7 Championship at OAOAST AngleMania V, last Sunday. The crowd cheers when they see this while the funky early 90’s WrestleMania theme song plays in the background. You know the one. The one Linda McMahon uses as her theme song. That funky one. COLE Back on HeldDOWN~!, and fans, what a night AngleMania was last Sunday. We saw three titles change hands, and one of them was the OAOAST 24/7 Title, which was won by Leon Rodez, ending his two-month chase of the title. CABOOSE I still say that Leon cheated to win. He needed FOUR GUYS to help him climb the ladder and reach the belt. If John Brickston, Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and Colombian Heat didn’t hold PRL back, he would have won that match, and Leon Rodez wouldn’t be the 24/7 Champion right now! It’s a travesty! COACH Yeah, I’m actually going to have to agree with Caboose on this one believe it or not. Tha Puerto Rican had the match won. He was about to grab HIS belt, but he was distracted by that no good punk, that HACK, Colombian Heat. THAT and that ALONE was the reason he lost. Leon Rodez had nothing to do with Tha Puerto Rican losing the 24/7 Title last Sunday at AngleMania V! COLE Well, there is nothing any of us can do about it now. The decision stands. Leon Rodez dethroned “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican last Sunday at AngleMania, ending his record setting 11 month, 360 day 24/7 Title reign. It was on HeldDOWN~! almost a year ago that PRL was handed the 24/7 Title by Stephen Joseph Popick. And now, on HeldDOWN~! almost one year to the day that PRL got the 24/7 Title, Leon Rodez is the reigning and defending 24/7 Champion. Rodez has brought back the 24/7 Title Rule, meaning that he can defend the 24/7 Title 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. We don’t know what’s next for Tha Puerto Rican, who last Sunday, lost one of the biggest matches of his life in that Ladder Match. CABOOSE I don’t think Leon has given PRL his spinner belt back yet. COACH He should. COLE Anyway, Tha Puerto Rican is never at a lost for words, and last Sunday, right after the match with Leon Rodez ended, PRL had a few words for the new 24/7 Champion. A camera followed PRL into The Lightning Crew dressing room, where PRL had this to say. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. The funky WrestleMania theme song ends, unfortunately. We cut to OAOAST AngleMania V last Sunday. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican is slowly walking up the steps through the curtains, crushed at his defeat. “Mama Said Knock You Out” by LL Cool J is still playing, and the fans are still cheering as Tha Puerto Rican wipes the tears from his eyes, his face a crimson mask. He is stunned that his 24/7 Title reign is no more as he walks through the curtains and down the corridor. A doctor joins PRL as he walks down the corridor to The Lightning Crew dressing room. Various wrestlers pass Tha Puerto Rican and smile, happy that PRL is no longer the holder of the 24/7 Title. DOCTOR In here, P.R. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN Oh. Okay. Tha Puerto Rican and the doctor enter The Lightning Crew dressing room. Cut to a few seconds later. Puerto is about to untie the shoelaces on his boots, but the doctor starts checking his face. PRL lunges at the doctor. THA PUERTO RICAN Get your filthy hands off of me! Get your ass out of my dressing room! I don’t need you doc! PRL shoves the doctor. DOCTOR I’m just trying to help you, Puerto. THA PUERTO RICAN Yeah? Well help yourself out of my dressing room before I take that stethoscope of yours and stick it up your candy ass! Tha Puerto Rican doesn’t need any damn help! BEAT IT! The doctor nods his head and leaves. THA PUERTO RICAN Stupid jabroni doctor. I could lay the smackdown on his monkey ass if I wanted. The doctor closes the door to The Lightning Crew dressing room. Tha Puerto Rican starts untying the shoelaces of his boots, while turning his attention directly to the camera. The camera does a close-up of PRL’s bloodied face as he begins speaking. THA PUERTO RICAN Leon Rodez is the new 24/7 Champion. Can’t say I’m pleased with the result. Nor am I pleased with how he won it. Leon Rodez, let me make one thing perfectly clear: here at the Trump Plaza Hotel And Convention Center at AngleMania V, Sunday April 2, 2006, you defeated Tha Puerto Rican. Yeah, I admit it. You left me lying in a puddle of my own damn blood. And you needed four other jabronies to help you climb the Corporate Ladder to grab my 24/7 Title belt. If life was fair, I would still be the 24/7 Champion, and you would be in a puddle of your own blood. But life isn’t fair, and as a result, my 24/7 Title reign is at long last over. But I won’t complain. I won’t bitch. I won’t whine. And I will NOT seek a rematch. PRL wipes his eyes, which are still filled with tears. PRL No, Leon Rodez, I’m going to let you have your moment. I’m going to let you enjoy your 24/7 Title reign. But let me give you some words of warning. Something that’s going to haunt you throughout your 24/7 Title reign. The only reason you will be 24/7 Champion for more than a week is because I ALLOW YOU TO BE. You will NEVER EVER be the 24/7 Champion that I was. You will NEVER EVER hold the 24/7 Title for as long as I did. And you will NEVER EVER be the greatest 24/7 Champion of all-time like I am. And deep down inside, you know this is true. You know in your heart that you will never match up to Tha Puerto Rican. That your 24/7 Title reign won’t compare to my illustrious 24/7 Title reign. That your 24/7 Title reign will be second-rate compared to mine. And that’s going to eat you up inside. It’s going to crush your spirit. It’s going to be a HUGE chip on your shoulder. And you’re not going to be able to take it. You won’t be able to handle the pressure of following up my 24/7 Title reign. You won’t be able to surpass my 24/7 Title reign. You won’t be able to take it! And because of this, you are going to crash and burn. CRASH AND BURN. Nothing lasts forever Leon Rodez, and neither will your 24/7 Title reign. The day will come when you lose that belt. The day will come when you break down from the pressure of holding the PRESTIGIOUS 24/7 Title and you crash and burn. And on that day, I will laugh. Oh yes. I will laugh, laugh like I never laughed in my entire life! For the day you lose the 24/7 Title will be a glorious day in Tha Puerto Rican’s life. Because on that day, you will realize that I was right all along. That I was right in saying you can’t take the pressure that comes with being 24/7 Champion. That you can’t be the 24/7 Champion that I was. PR wipes some of the blood off his face. THA PUERTO RICAN Leon Rodez, on that day you will realize that whether you like it or not, Tha Puerto Rican IS The Corporate Champ. That Tha Puerto Rican IS greatest Puerto Rican athlete of all-time, and without a shadow of a doubt, that Tha Puerto Rican IS the greatest 24/7 Champion there ever was AND THERE EVER WILL BE! Leon Rodez, it’s all right. I’m okay with you winning the 24/7 Title from me. Because you will crash and burn, Tha Puerto Rican GUARAN-DAMN-TEES IT! And when that happens, Leon Rodez, when you crash and burn, I will have…my revenge. The Champ Has Spoken. Tha Puerto Rican pulls off his right boot. He looks up at the camera again. PRL Oh, and can I have my custom-made spinner 24/7 Championship belt back? That is my own PERSONAL PROPERTY you know. You little bitch. PRL spits some blood out of his mouth. He pulls off his left boot as the promo ends. (Cut to Triple C) CABOOSE Wow. Never count Tha Puerto Rican out! He will return, and he will be better than ever! This lost hasn’t stopped him at all! COACH Tha Puerto Rican’s 24/7 Title reign was the greatest 24/7 Title reign ever! What can Leon Rodez possibly do to follow it up? COLE Well he has stated he will defend the 24/7 Title 24/7. COACH So? Leon has an even BIGGER chance of losing the 24/7 Title now! I give him a week before he loses the belt. COLE You seriously believe Tha Puerto Rican is right in saying Leon Rodez will crash and burn? CABOOSE Yes. He will. Leon Rodez is half the man PRL is. Leon has no idea what he’s in for now that he’s the 24/7 Champion. It’s going to be a hellish title reign for Leon, no matter how many days, months, or years he holds the belt and I just don’t think he can handle it. He’s going to crash and burn just like Tha Puerto Rican said. I’m sure of it. COACH Yeah. COLE Well, Tha Puerto Rican’s body might not be 100%, but his mouth sure is! Caboose strikes Cole in his right knee with his cricket bat! COLE Ow! CABOOSE What? What happened? Cole glares angrily at Caboose. Coach tries to stifle his laugh. CABOOSE What? What did I do? What? COLE Let’s just move on now shall we? Please? CABOOSE Always blaming me for something aren’t ya? COLE Don’t start! Please don’t start! Let’s just get on with the show. Okay? Jesus Christ. Cole rubs his right knee while continuing to commentate. COLE Folks, let's get on to some serious buisness. If you've been paying attention, you might have noticed that there was one title that was not defended this past Sunday at AngleMania and that is the X-Division title. As some of you may have known, the man that currently holds the title, The Parka, suffered a knee injury during a live OAOAST show a few weeks ago. Originally it was believed that the injury was relatively minor and that he would be able to return to action soon after AngleMania....but unfortunately that is not the case. Parka will now have to have surgery on that knee and will be out indefinitely, meaning that the X-Division title is hearby vacated because he will not be able to defend it within the required 30-day time period. We at the OAOAST wish Parka well in his recovery and we will have more on how this title situation will be rectified next week. IF YOU MISSED ANGLEMANIA V... CATCH ENCORE PRESENTATION TO SEE ONE OF THE MANY MOMENTS THE WORLD IS BUZZING ABOUT! THE ENCORE PRESENTATION AIRING ALL THIS WEEK! CUT TO: "MEAN" GENE OKERLUND at our backstage interview position. GENE It was a jubilant atomsphere backstage Sunday night after the Heavenly Rockers captured the World tag team championship from the New New Midnight Express. While AngleMania has come and gone, the mania surrounding the OAOAST certainly has not. 3 individuals who had a big night at AngleMania and who will be apart of Living Angleously, April 30th, are my guests at this time... new One and Only Anglesault Thread tag team champions The Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood! SYNTH (Off-Screen) Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh! It's backstage at AngleMania all over again as an overly exuberant Synth flies into view playing air guitar with his tag belt while Logan and Holly -- or Lolly to be cute -- enter hand and hand. For the first time in months, a smile is splashed across the face of Holly, the engagement ring on her finger sparkling under the bright lights and nearly blinding Mean Gene as she snuggles up against Logan, carassing the tag belt around his waist. LOGAN You keep rubbing that magic lamp and it won't be a genie coming, girl. * KISS * GENE Oh-ho-ho! It's great to see you guys having fun again after all that has gone down in the last year. Let me start by offering you my congratulations on becoming the NEW World tag team champions at AngleMania. Your match was... * SPARKLE, SPARKLE * GENE (CONT'D) ... Would somebody please dim the damn lights a bit!? I could go blind. SYNTH Ain't you supposed to follow the light when you see it? GENE Y-You don't think my time has come? (looks up in the heavens) Don't take what I said at the Hall of Fame literally. I'm too young to die! LOGAN Nobody is dying. That light comes from the reflection of the ring I gave Holly. Take a look at it, Gene. Ain't it something? GENE My word, look at the size of that rock. In a funny little bit, Logan puts his SUNGLASSES on Gene for protection. LOGAN I think you need these more than me. GENE (chuckles) Well I'll be... Can we get a shot of that? Holly proudly holds out her left hand to flaunt her HEART-SHAPED RING. GENE How fitting. A heart-shaped diamond ring. What a beauty. Congratulations on your engagement. LOLLY Thank you, Gene. Logan and Holly laugh after replying at the same time, then kiss. Awwww. GENE If you don't mind my asking, when's the wedding? LOGAN My girl is gonna be a summer bride, Gene. GENE So what are we looking at then -- our July pay-per-view event, AngleSlam or in front of a national television audience on HeldDOWN~!? HOLLY Uh, we aren't getting married on OAOAST television. Have you ever seen a wedding on a wrestling show? GENE I've been to my fair share, yes. LOGAN Then you know why Holly and I won't be getting married on TV. It ends in disaster, Gene. SYNTH Ain't no friends of the Synthmeister gettin' a corba as a wedding present, son. That shit be whacked to the weeds. GENE Well, love is a battlefield. But I'm sure it'll be a beautiful wedding wherever you decide to hold it. I--I am invited, aren't I? HOLLY Of course. GENE I'm sure my friends at the Enquirer will be happy to hear that. SYNTH, LOGAN & HOLLY GENE Just kidding. Anyway, getting back to AngleMania. That had to be one of the most physcially matches I have personally ever witness in my 30-plus years in this great sport. You promised the war between yourselves and the New New Midnight Express would end with the blood of Sarcastic Simon's and Narcissistic Ned's on your hands and you delivered on that promise. LOGAN Just like we delivered on our promise to win the tag titles. If you would've told me 7 months ago I'd be standing here 4 days after AngleMania holding the tag team championship with my best friend and engaged to the woman of my dreams, I would've thought you were a guy who must've hung out with us -- me and Synth -- early in our careers because you had to really be trippin' to say that. But here we are post-AngleMania with the tag belts. And it was 7 months ago that our hopes and dreams of doing just that were shattered one fateful summer night inside a steel cage. That was the night the New New Midnight Express, Jim Cornette, the South Central Militia and Shaynne attacked us 3. I'm not really good with details, but it also may have been the night I couldn't tell Holly how I really felt about her after she blew up on me for not picking up her not-so-subtle hints about getting hitched because the words "I love you" just couldn't come out of my mouth. We males are known to have that problem every now and then, you know. Then to see Synth go down, followed by Holly... it consumed my heart and soul with sin. The only feeling I knew after that was hate! Hate for the men who did the Heavenly Rockers and Holly wrong! Hate for the New New Midnight Express! Hate for Jim Cornette! Hate for the South Central Militia and that whore of a sister Shyanne! But that was all lifted at AngleMania. The Heavenly Rockers got the last laugh. Not only did we take the tag team titles but we also ran our most hated rivals out of town! And Holly-Wood showed Jim Cornette and Shyanne why revenge is a dish best served with Percussion and a piledriver for desert! GENE Now that you're the World tag team champions, gentlemen, every team from around the world will be knocking at your door for a title shot. And the first team to openly issue a challenge to you are the very men you defeated to go onto AngleMania by winning the 2006 Anderson Cup, the Sooner Bruisers. SYNTH Ain't no problem wit dat. Anytime, any place. As the old saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility. We haven't been known for our great responsibility in the past, but we ain't oblivious to the opposite of fiction teams are gonna be dropping by our crib asking for a title shot. The Heavenly Rockers know what it be like to knock at the front door of the champs only for them not to open even though you knows they inside. Well, every tag team knocking at our door will get to come inside because we plan on giving everyone who wants a shot at the belts their chance. Ain't gonna be duckin' no one. LOGAN So sayeth the Heavenly Rockers! GENE Yes, siree! Back to you at Sofa Central. COLE Well, that was quite the match/interview/promo/segment thingie. CABOOSE It certainly was. COACH Agreed. COLE Yep. COACH Uh huh. CABOOSE Right. COLE Er..... CABOOSE *ahem* COACH Well then. COLE This is thrilling...what's that?! Folks, I'm being told there's a situation brewing in the back. CABOOSE Oh thank god. Luckily, the camera cuts away to the locker room where Drek Stone and Hoff are having a spirited argument with one another. DREK Do you realize how bad you made us look on Sunday? Hoff puts his head down, looking like he's already tired from being criticized by his partner. HOFF Oh, Christ. What the hell do you want from me, Drek? How many times can I apologize and tell you I have a plan? DREK Your apologies mean NOTHING to me. The fact of the matter is that YOU, solely by yourself, cost us from making history on Sunday night. HOFF If you say so. DREK I do say so. Over the break, you were supposed to train! You knew what we were coming in against. Hoff's head suddenly shoots up in angry disbelief. HOFF Screw you! I DID train! DREK You looked sloppy! You were one or two steps behind of Tony and Dan the entire match. I was on my A-Game and you were hardly on your C-Plus one. HOFF Heh. Cute. My C-plus Game. DREK You're lucky I didn't give you a D. HOFF I told you already! I have a plan tonight to fix everything, okay? It will make everything that happened at AngleMania seem like ancient history! DREK A plan? HOFF Yes! A plan! If you would have shut your mouth and opened your ears for a second, you would have heard me say it. Wait until the end of the night. I promise you. I'll make things right. The two men stop talking for a moment as Drek takes the time to ponder Hoff's announcement carefully. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Drek gives a shallow sigh. DREK Fine. Just know that I want to see the killer Hoff back. HOFF I understand that. DREK NO! I want to see the Hoff that tried to take the Heavyweight Title from me in two of the biggest wars I ever faced at Zero Hour 2005 and AngleMania IV. I want the Hoff that managed to cheat even better than me at the Great Angle Bash 2005! I want the Hoff that is ready to TAKE THIS FEDERATION BACK from the people that have tried to bury our names in the mud -- I don't want the Hoff that's going to get schooled in the ring like he did last Sunday. That Hoff is useless to me. HOFF Oh, believe me, Drek. The Hoff you want... With a smile, Hoff looks down for a moment before turning his attention back to his partner. HOFF That Hoff is back. DREK ...I sure as hell hope so. Somewhat warily, these two conflicted superstars continue staring at one another as we fade into a commercial. Commercial break

A tad late due to the fact we couldn't tear the producer away from Ultimate Fighter 3 (best season yet, BTW), but thanks for staying up with us. This week, we come to you live from our nation's capital, Washington D.C., home of the Smithsonian, the Treasury, and approval ratings that are dropping across the board. Into the arena we go where a raucous crowd is ready for some AngleMania fallout, big, bold and brassy! Over to Triple C we go. COLE We are four days removed from one of the greatest nights in OAOAST history! Hello everyone, I'm Michael Cole along with Caboose and the Coach and guys, what an AngleMania we experienced. CABOOSE That's right, Michael. The Originals certainly showed that when we're on the biggest stage of them all, we don't back down an inch. COLE We have new tag team champions, the Heavenly Rockers who, in a wild brawl, officially ended the OAOAST careers of the New New Midnight Express. We have a new 24/7 Champion in Leon Rodez (Caboose whimpers). Zack Malibu retained his HI-YAH Heavyweight crown AND earned himself a shot at the OAOAST World Heavyweight title in the first ever Two For the Money match while Black T picked up their first AngleMania victories over Drek Stone and Hoff. But the biggest news of the night is that we crowned a NEW OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, and that man is Alfdogg. CABOOSE Peter Knight gave Alfdogg everything he had but at the end of the night, Alfdogg walked out of Atlantic City the champion. COLE We'll hear from the new champion tonight as well as the former champion, who is not here at the arena tonight as he is apparently protesting his AngleMania loss. COACH And he has every right to. Stephen Joseph had NO RIGHT to come out there and act as a referee while he screws PK out of the title. NO RIGHT! COLE We'll also hear from Stephen Joseph later tonight along with much more fallout from the events of this past Sunday. CABOOSE I sense the Upstarts aren't going to be celebrating much tonight. COACH Oh shut up. CABOOSE What, no witty retort from Mr. Upstart? What's the matter, tired out from crying on Axel's shoulder all week? COLE All right, enough you two. Let's go to Josh Matthews, who's in the ring! JOSH Ladies and gentlemen, please help me in welcoming the NEW OAOAST World heavyweight champion, for the second time, ALFDOGG! The crowd explodes as Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon plays and Alf makes his way out. Confetti and balloons fall from the ceiling, and Alf poses with the belt on all four buckles before meeting Josh mid-ring. JOSH Alf, last year at AngleMania IV, you made your return to the OAOAST as a full-time wrestler. Here we are, one year later, and you stand in this ring the World Heavyweight champion! *crowd cheers* ALF That's right, Josh. You know, last year, I came back to AngleMania IV to create my own AngleMania moment. I got in that ring with Sandman9000, and we tore the house down, tore down the Trump Plaza, and I think I achieved that goal. But as the weeks went by after that match, I started to feel the sense that I had more to prove. And eventually, I made the decision to get back in the game. JOSH And if you remember, Alf, your first opponent on TV after that was the man you took the title from Sunday night, Peter Knight. ALF I remember it very well, Josh. So, I guess you could say I've come full circle in the last year, and look what it's gotten me...the World Heavyweight title! *crowd cheers* ALF And Peter Knight, and Axel, you guys got something, too...you got to take part in another AngleMania moment, created by Alfdogg! Sure, I hear that Knight is finding all the excuses he can and is bitching about unfair officiating and all, but all I know is that I kicked his lights out in the middle of the Trump Plaza, ascended to the top rope and drove the air out of his lungs with the best frog splash in the buisness today for the (as the crowd counts along) one......two......three. *crowd cheers* JOSH So, what's next for Alfdogg the champion? ALF Whatever the OAOAST wants to throw at me, I'm ready. Knight, you want a rematch? I'm ready. Zack, you want to use your title shot right here tonight? I'm ready. Caboose (he turns to face him), you want to face me so I can right the wrong that screwed me out of this title four years ago? I'm ready. I'm not an Upstart, I'm not an Original.....I'm just the man that everyone has to call "champ". Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon plays and Alf poses with the belt again to a standing ovation. COLE Not a lenghty victory speech from the champion, but I think he got his point across. CABOOSE Anything that happened between us is all in the past. I think the Alfdogg Era will rule across this company for a long time. Into the realms of the backstage area we go, where a suited and styled Bohemoth is sat in a locker room, bored with proceedings (and lets face it, there's probably only one match tonight at most) tonight and passing time by playing Luminees on his brand new PSP. Good shit. Bohemoth smirks to himself at a triumphant 11 square clearing but at that moment, the door to the locker room opens and Christian Wright pokes his head through the door. Seeing Bohemoth, Wright seems to breath a brief sigh of relief before storming in. WRIGHT Ah, at last! Bohemoth my monstrous friend, do you not appreciate how much money yours truly invested in our grandious entrance this past Sunday night? And all for nought! Nought I say, nought! Your recent performances have heaped shame upon our collective shoulders, Bohemoth. Our AngleMania debutant exhibition and consequental defeat to those foul vixens of questionable valour, Chicks Over Dicks, shall exist long in the least treasured memories of my inner sanctum. What possible excuse could you possess, my long standing compatriate, not only for uncompromising failure versus Krista Isadora Duncan, but in addition your subsequent disappearance and refusal to create communications with your mentor, moi? BOHEMOTH Look, Chris', cut the smart talk would ya? WRIGHT Oh, would your preference be for unintelligable rambling, incoherent confrontational arguementation and/or crude insults distributed from within my inner rage filled soul? Sighing, Bohemoth stands up with hands on hips. BOHEMOTH You don't have to be the MENSA guy around me, you know that. I get you've got the persona going and that's great but you never used to talk like this back here. And you don't need to. You want an apology...then, I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry. The fruity guy threw some crap in my eyes and I dunno what happened next. WRIGHT You anticipate for me to feel placated by this sub-standard apology? BOHEMOTH For crying out loud... The scowling Moral Highground begins to pace around the room as Bohemoth sits back down and folds his arms, clearly tiring of this lecture. WRIGHT Bohemoth, it was upon the understanding of complete loyalty and competence whence I stumbled upon you that I took you under my substancial wing. Your recent conduct displeases me greatly. Henceforth, I shall require improved effort from yourself. For to erase the chilling memory of the events passed of AngleMania V, you must re-prove your worth to the greater cause! I am willing to attribute these past months as a mere daliance in your performance, pending a noticeable improvement in productivity. On next week's HeldDOWN~!, I shall provide you with an acceptable challenge which I expect you to vanquish. And be forewarned, nothing short of victory will be deemed acceptable! BOHEMOTH Right. Beat challenger. Gotcha. Christian is ANGERED~ by Bohemoth's flippant reply and his head snaps around to face his bodyguard turned tag team partner. WRIGHT I am deadly serious. Improved performance...or, I may just have to contemplate seeking out an improved bodyguard! Storming off, Christian leaves the room with a slam of the door and his angered footsteps sound off into the distance. Snarling, Bohemoth continues to fold his arms for a moment, before picking his PSP back up. BOHEMOTH ...ah, fuck, I forgot to pause it! Commercial break

I was gonna just edit my previous post, but screw it. This'll be pretty much "stream of consciousness" typing as I read the rest of these matches. COD vs. Bo/CW - Like I said, Patty blew the budget with those entrances. For some reason I've got the NFL Films guy (from the earlier days) in my head while reading this one; it's a little tough to read at first, but it gets easier as you go along. Krista flipping Alix for an inverted DDT is definitely one of the more unique double team moves I've heard. Good ebb and flow with some nice counters. Both Moracca mounting CW and Alix using Paris as a distraction had me rolling. I don't know why Patty was upset about this match at all; it was a very fun read and my MOTN thus far. Two for the Money - Aaaaaaaaaand....BEGIN THE SPOTFEST!! Everyone got their chance to shine here, with O'Hara showing that he is young and stupid enough to do the really risky stuff. Ouch, poor Scotty. Ouch, poor Faqu. Some pretty cringeworthy spots here, but you didn't go overboard here to the point that guys are flying everywhere but getting right back up for more. Spots that would take guys completely out of a match did take them out until Zack was the last man standing. A great showing by Faqu as well; I actually thought he was going to win this for a while. PR vs. Rodez - Hmm, two ladder matches back to back? Let's see if this was a good idea. These entrances are getting much too long, let's just get on with the match already! After all the punishment Leon's knee took before this, he wouldn't just be walking with a limp; he'd be dragging his leg behind him. Yeah, I think making this match the first or second of the night would have been better than right after TFTM because if this was real, the crowd would probably not be too up for a slower, less spotty ladder match where one guy dominates most of the action after the previous one. Again, PRL pounded the crap out of Rodez's leg, so you have to make sure that comes across in your writing. Instead of saying "Rodez is a little slow in climbing because his knee hurts", try "Rodez grabs at the rungs of the ladder and tries to pull himself up, waves of pain shooting from his knee with every movement." An elbow off the ladder is "innovative offense"? I could buy that if Caboose said it because he's the fanboy, but not Cole. As NYU said, the ending, along with PRL repeately being pulled off by interfering guys wasn't the best way to go becuase it doesn't make it seem like Rodez won the match because he earned it. It probably was partly because of its placing on the card, but I really didn't like this match much and ended up skimming good portions of it when it got boring. Otaku vs. Brock - Well, it certainly made Brock out to be a heartless asshole and if MMoM is taking time off, this certainly is a good way to do it since he has a ready made angle for when he comes back. We've kind of forgotten about Brock and the Heartland Title lately, haven't we? Black T vs. Drek Stone and Hoff - As an aside, I like how people referenced past AM records in the intros for their matches. It especially works here because it's revealed that Black T is a combined 0-5 at AM. Now the match: I think this was the best use of commentary on the whole card as all three of Triple C offered their insights and had a different viewpoint on the match. It definitely had the "big match" feel of an AngleMania co-main event (which it would be promoted as if this was real). I think I used that backdrop into plancha spot with Parka in a match once. Some very unique spots from both teams with BT pulling out some new stuff. Black's got a pretty long leg to connect with both Hoff and Drek like that. If there's one thing this match had in spades, it was drama; you really felt Tony's unwillingness to give up and the "respectful hatred" (if that makes sense) the teams had for each other. I honestly was surprised that Black T won since I expected the returning duo to get the big win to kick off whatever future plans they had on a high note. Still, a rematch is definitely something I'd love to see. Funny Rodez promo. PHEAR THE POWER-LIMP~! I think the 24/7 rules will be right up KC's alley. I already talked about my match. Thank you for the compliments, everyone. I really wanted to add in Alf's ringpost figure-four into the match but, since Alf ended up focusing on the back, it never came about. Though it didn't FEEL like an AngleMania overall, it was still a very good show with every match meaning something and every match well done (if flawed in some cases) by it's writer. MOTN: (Tie) Two For the Money and Black T vs. Hoff and Drek

I do like Knight being angered over losing the title and we could have a little in-fighting in the Upstarts with Hoff and Drek trying to take leadership roles once again but Knight relents because it was their leaving that opened the door for him to reach the top. Axel could go off on the group, saying how no one has really done anything big so far this year and has done nothing but lose big match after big match while cozying up with his old buddies Hoff and Drek again, which would lead to the in-fighting I referenced earlier.

Here's the video Seriously, what the fuck?

It might be a local blackout because I have the same preview and I don't get the Red Sox games on it.

Papelbon Ks 2 and goes 1-2-3. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the new closer of the Boston Red Sox.