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For some reason, I watched the end of the Sunday Night game. I want that half hour of my life back. As far as this discussion, no Harrison definitely might be the difference in a possible NE/Indy playoff game. The Indy defense, honestly, is getting TOO much credit this year. Their stats are padded a lot by starting the year against crap offenses like Baltimore. In the first game, with having very little ToP and no Dillon to boot, Brady tore apart that secondary for nearly 300 yards and 3 TDs. If there's a rematch in Indy (and guys stay healthy), that game has all the makings of a shootout.

Sure about that? Especially since the only options the Yankees have at CF this year are Bernie and Bubba? Trading for Pierre and signing Mark Grudzielanek for a year or two isn't the worst thing the Yankees could do. Hey, Cano was born the day after I was. Interesting. Quite frankly, I think it's a pretty bad idea. Why do you think I want them to do it? Gotta read between the lines there, Al. So the Red Sox name TWO guys co-GMs for 2006. They've been doing all right with no GM lately, so why break that vibe?

Sure about that? Especially since the only options the Yankees have at CF this year are Bernie and Bubba? Trading for Pierre and signing Mark Grudzielanek for a year or two isn't the worst thing the Yankees could do. Hey, Cano was born the day after I was. Interesting.

I was talking about the Giants game, actually. Chiefs have a shot here. GAH, a push! Giants might as well score a TD now to really rub it in.

Looked like a horsecollar tackle to me there.

Damn, these 4PM games haven't been good to me at all. Giants can't get it done, I could lose by a push in Dallas and San Diego loses to Miami at home, keeping the Pats from going into the playoffs. EDIT: And there's the push in Dallas

Overtime, so I can't win. FUCK! Now I will pray SD gets the onside and wins to give the Pats the East.

Yes, please score a TD and PAT because the Giants are giving 6. WTF, go towards the sidelines, you morons. EDIT: FUCK ELI!

Great, two of the games I picked in my pool are pushes right now (Giants/Eagles and Cowboys/Chiefs) and Cowboys/Chiefs is a FG away from going over (which I have). Let's go, dammit!!

It would be cool if they ended up in Boston for the finish, becuase they seem to be heading that way if Montreal is the last stop before the final leg. I'm not sure where they would have the finish line though, since they like to pick places that are out of the way to avoid people seeing who wins.

Looks like they are spending most of the episode in Canada, since the preview also showed the teams curling (and that ain't a popular American sport).

Dear Tom Brady, You know all that running you were doing against Buffalo today? Please, please, please, please, please don't do that stuff again. All the hyperventilating while you limp around the field is not fun. Sincerely, Every Patriots Fan.

Since it's already turned into it, I made this the RAW thread for this week's show.

Alf, you writing the other 6 man? I've got an idea about something.

So here's the first segment. SJ, if you want to tweak it to your liking, please do: We abruptly fade in and the first thing that is beamed to TV sets (and computer screens for those who are watching online) is the image of OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion and leader of the Upstarts Stephen Joseph walking the halls, the image bobbing slightly as the cameraman walks alongside him. JOSEPH Am I on yet? Good evening folks, YOUR OAOAST World Champion here welcoming you to another HeldDOWN. I'm sure Coporate has planned a lot of great stuff planned for you tonight but, unfortunately, you aren't going to be able to see a lick of it until I get an answer on who I am facing at Climax. So come with me as I pay a visit to our esteemed General Manager. Ah, here we are. (To cameraman) Through here, jackboot. The image shifts as we enter the room to show a Calvin Szechstein on the phone, staring in surprise at the intrusion. JOSEPH Oh, what's this? Making some calls? Trying to get some big buisness deals done, or are you just finding more ways to screw me over? (He grabs the receiver from Calvin's hand and hangs it up) CALVIN Stephen I.... JOSEPH Don't even think about cutting my feed because I've got a few of my guys in the production truck, well.....let's just say they're "persuading" the director to keep this on the air. No more bullshit Calvin; I want to know right here and right now, who am I defending my title against this Sunday? CALVIN I was just about to..... *BAM* Joseph slams his fist on the desk. JOSEPH I said [i]right now[/i]!! I'll make this a two hour show of the GPX doing hand puppets if I don't get an answer. Who am I facing at Climax? VOICE (Offscreen) Hey Popick, why don't you just turn around and meet him yourself? JOSEPH (Turning) I TOLD everyone I HATE being called...... But he freezes in mid-sentence as he sees who it is. The camera quickly turns in that direction to reveal..... PETER KNIGHT (stepping into the office) Sorry. Didn't get that memo. JOSEPH You? I'm facing YOU at Climax? (Begins to chuckle) Calvin, how much did he pay you for this to happen? (The chuckle turns in a full larf) Ha ha ha, you gotta be kidding me. I've beaten all the credible challengers already? This guy just lost to his old tag partner and HE'S getting a title shot? What, am I facing Michael Cole at Anglepalooza too? KNIGHT Oh, I thought you were the "fighting champion", willing to take on all challengers? JOSEPH Yeah [i]worthy[/i] challengers, of whom you are not. Look pal, I beat you to WIN this title at World Without End which seemed to send you into this little tailspin you've been having lately, so as far as I'm concerned, you are crossed off the list. (To Calvin) Come on, you HAVE to do better than this. KNIGHT I thought you'd turn me down, so how about this: You face me at Climax and if you BEAT me...that's it, the dream is over. If I lose, I pull myself out of the World Title picture for the rest of this year AND all of 2006. That means I won't enter myself in the Rumble, I won't take any title shots offered to me, I won't be involved in any #1 Contender's matches....nothing. By failing to win the title on my third try, I would prove that, yes, I'm not worthy of holding that belt, so I won't try again until I can show that I am. How about that? Wouldn't it be a feather in your cap to take an Original title threat for an entire calendar year and squash the dreams of a man at the same time? Joseph considers the offer, a smile slowly crossing his face. JOSEPH You know, when you put it that way, there's no way I can refuse a good old dream squashing. Ok, Knight, you got it.....if Calvin orders that no Originals interfere in the match. KNIGHT I can live with that.....as long as no Upstarts get involved either. Of course, considering your reign so far, and the way you beat me in the first place, that would be like taking the crutches away from a crippled man. JOSEPH (Scowling, but keeping his cool) Fine. You want to go one-on-one? You got it. (Extends his hand) Good luck on Sunday....AND in your match tonight. I will be VERY interested in how it turns out. KNIGHT (Taking the hand) Good luck to you too and I will be watching your match tonight very closely as well. JOSEPH Please, get as close to the action as you want. I'm, sure Ed and X would LOVE to have a word with you. Knight and Joseph smirk at each other as they shake hands. CALVIN Uh, guys.....can we start the show now? (Fade out to opening video) Of course, Axel is neither an Upstart or Original, which sets up his interference.

I like the first one. The second one is nice, but we'd have to change the name to HELDSoutheast~!

They REALLY need to show the ad for this they showed on Spike tonight everywhere they can. Simple, but effective.

NE can with a win and Miami loss.

I was gonna put in beside the tuck rule game, but Vinateri still had to make those FGs. And that if the Raiders pushed them back, hell, just 5 yards, that first kick is impossible. People may think that the Pats' style is "boring", but a lot of the players have Super Bowl rings on three of their fingers because of it while the more "flashier" teams have one (Rams) or none (Colts), so I don't think they are complaining about it much. EDIT: And you can't tell me that the three Super Bowls they've been in have been "boring". I watched 38 the other night and it still is one of the best games I've ever seen.

Why the hell did I care about the NBA so much back then? And I made WAYYY too many list posts. Oh, and I'm moving this to HD, since this ain't about Benoit to TNA anymore. "Set Down HUT!!"???? Gayest thread title ever.

Because Axel wants SJ to believe that he interfered in the Climax match to save the title, since SJ has no idea about Axel's true plans. Maybe it's a bit of a logical stretch, but I was thinking that Axel has convinced SJ that this whole "You don't deserve the title" thing from him is just a ruse to throw off Zack and the Originals, who are thinking that Axel will go over to their side. That's how, when the plan is revealed, SJ will come out and be like "What the hell? This wasn't part of the plan you told me" and Axel informs him that he was playing SJ like a fiddle. SJ uses his rematch clause for Anglepalooza, which leads to the injury angle that puts him out for a while. I was thinking something like PK powerbombing SJ off the stage and through a stack of glass tables (since that's kind of PK's trademark now). I mean, if that won't work for you guys, I'll skip it, but I just thought that would add a bit of intrigue to the whole thing.

So I've got a few ideas for segments next week, all of which I'll write (I'm in that mood lately), and one for the HD after Climax - Right off the bat, SJ barges into Calvin's office not wanting to be left hanging any more about his opponent for Climax. PK enters, reveals the stipulation (if he doesn't win, he doesn't go for the title in all of '06), blahblah. - Another segment with Zack/Rodez/PK showing more dissention in the ranks, as PK basically says he doesn't care about their match tonight and is focused on Joseph. Rodez is selling injuries from the NNMX attack and PK asks why Zack, his tag partner and "buddy" didn't come to his rescue. PK can say something like "That's why I went solo" or something. - The match goes along and SJ comes out, just standing on the stage but distracting PK from the match with Zack trying to get him back into the game. For the finish, either SJ distracts PK again and he takes the fall, or PK goes to get some of Joseph and Zack tries to steer him back to the ring, which leaves the injured Rodez alone in the ring to be pinned. - After Climax, I was thinking that Josh could come on saying that his cameraman shot some "shocking footage" backstage at the PPV and cues a tape that shows soundless footage of SJ and Axel talking while the cameraman stays back a distance. Josh can ask Axel about it and he says something like "It isn't what it looks like. Believe me, it isn't what it looks like." OMG FORESHADOWING~! So, what do you think?

I didn't remember who's character Foshi was; Zack just posted the segment in GCF. And I'm not trying to slight you MMoM. I put your name in the credits because I thought I did put your segment in there. There was like 15 segments to sift through, so a brain fart on my part was inevitable. It's in now (end of second post). Sorry about that.

I'll write our match next week. I've also got an idea for a promo in mind.

CHEERS V.O LADY The Love Shack is filmed before a live studio audience...can be assembled. OAOAST Productions, Proudly Presents... #~~THE LOVE SHACK~~# Huzzah! The Love Shack is back, Jack! The loved up Judge Leon Rodez presides, sat at his now instantly recognisable desk (okay, so it's a different desk every week, but that isn't important). And this week, amongst the various items of clutter, waste paper, discarded coffee cups and Futurama memorabilia, on the desk sits a framed picture of one Alix Maria Spezia. With a signature, seemingly in lipstick, that reads "From Spezia, With Love. *insert Bond theme here*" RODEZ Oh, dat Shack, dat Shack, dat...Love Shack! Copious greetings to you all from another edition of the Love Shack, coming to you live of course from Grand Rapids, Michigan. As if you need second telling, I am of course your host Leon Rodez. One, here comes the two to the three to the four, er'rybody drunk out on the dancefloor. Well, just like so many of my movies, Climax is just around the corner. And that means one thing. Excitement. And, maybe some deep, breathy moaning. Although, I expect that's only true for the first part of that. Anyway, myself, Zack Malibu and Peter Knight still remain in the 6-Man Tag Team Title Tournament and next week, make sure you don't miss the semi-finals. Otherwise, people might assume I'm not a draw. And we wouldn't want that now, would we. Looking off screen, Rodez holds up a hand and asks for 'a few more moments'. RODEZ Brock Ausstin, Quentin Benjamin and Charlie Moss. Those three remind me greatly of three other people, who by coincidence are managed by a manager who also reminds me greatly of someone. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Just ask Tha Puerto Rican. Anyway...I saw your match last week. Zack had me on scouting duty see, which had nothing to do with the Rodez Scouts Of America, which unfortunately is still a work in progress. I watched your match Brock and team-mates. Now, granted, I didn't see ALL of it. And some of the sound was muffled by dry heaving from Miss Morning Sickness. I swear, if Zack goes anymore gooey-eyed over a woman vomiting into a trash can, I'm going to have to call Dr Phil, because something might just be amiss. So, I took the tape away to somewhere private and I watched it again. Granted, I did turn off halfway through. And the sound was muffled by the moaning and the panting and the groaning and the 'Oh Leon, yes Leon, is that legal Leon?' from a certain someone... Rodez, not so subtlely, points to the picture of Alix Spezia on the desk. RODEZ ...BUT, I think I got the jist of it. You guys looked pretty impressive out there, from what parts weren't actually obscured from my vision. But, let's face it, you weren't exactly facing stiff competition last week. Unlike Alix of course. *licks finger and holds it up to camera* SCORE ONE!! No, you guys weren't in against big competition. No offence to The Frankensteiners and Spanish Flea, but you didn't have it nearly as tough as you will this coming week. Without sounding too big-headed, next week, you're coming up against the favourites for the belts. The World Tag Team Champions, +1. Me and Zack are on a roll. You're looking at former X-Division Champions, current slash former Tag Team Champions. A former World Heavyweight Champion. You're looking at th... VOICE EXCUSE ME! Cut off in mid-sentence, Rodez looks up in shock at the blatant disrespect from...JIM CORNETTE! Walking onto the set, Cornette is flanked by The New, New Midnight Express. Singleton keeps his eyes firmly on Rodez, while Blanchard glances around the Love Shack 'set'...if you can call it that'...and promptly turns his nose up at it. CORNETTE Now I know that you have the equivilant IQ of a shaved ape, so I'll go easy on you and explain how this works. This. Is. A. 'Talk. Show'. A second rate one, sure, but a talk show nonetheless. Now we...we are your guests. Here's the complicated bit. You run through your cute little opening speil, crack a couple of jokes and then you as the HOST introduce the GUESTS. What you DON'T do is sit here in front of this viewing audience making yourself look good and talking about what you're going to do today, what you're going to do tommorrow and what you're going to do next week. Especially not at the expence of me and my boys here. RODEZ Your...boys? Well jimminy cricket! I didn't think you had it in you Jimmy! CORNETTE (flustered) Huh...wha...yo...NOW YOU LISTEN HERE! You are NOTHING! Okay? NOTHING! You do not use your little self-indulging, clap-trap, worst talk show since Oprah BUTT to make yourself look good over James E. Cornette!! Do you hear me? Nobody cares about you! Nobody cares about what you plan on doing next week! Certainly not me and certainly not the New, New Midnight Express. So how about you sit there and try not to look so damned stupid, while I take care of this one myself!! Okay!?! RODEZ Sure, go right ahe... CORNETTE *to camera* Ladies and gentlemen. Abandon the search for the remote control, because things just got interesting around here! Allow me to introduce to you, the greatest tag team in all of the OAOAST today! They're the cream in your coffee and the sugar in your tea. I give to you, "Sarcastic" Simon, "Narcissistic" Ned...THE NEW, NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESSSSS!! Ned mugs for the camera, but Simon is still busy keeping an eye on Rodez. Should Rodez attack, The Sultan Of Sarcasm is ready. Of course, Rodez isn't going to attack though. He's a nice guy, which means he's more than happy to take a little abuse from James E. and co. Turning around, Cornette signals for the NNMX to sit down, which they do. Cornette takes the seat closest to Rodez's desk and tries to settle in. RODEZ Well, I've got to admit, that was some intro. CORNETTE No more than they deserve. RODEZ Oh, I'm sure not. Or, I'm sure. I amz not teh grammer expert. So, Jimmy, Neddy, Sim...my? Welcome to The Love Shack. Hopefully you don't fall in love with me like my guests last week did. Or, should that be guest? I think guests, but I have a suspicion that Krista's good at hiding things from others. Speaking of which, how's Maya, Neddy boy? Head snapping around, Ned suddenly loses it and stands up ready to pounce on Rodez. Quickly, Cornette stands up and together with Singleton difuses the situation...as all the while, Rodez watches on with mild amusement. RODEZ So sorry. I didn't realise that would touch a nerve... CORNETTE I suggest you stick to the questions we agreed on earlier. RODEZ Heh. See, the thing with that is, I don't do 'orders' from my guests. I'm here to ask the questions that the fans want to know. And I have it on good authority that the fans are interested in what sort of a father Ned Blanchard is. And besides that, I accidently used your questions as a napkin. But, I'll leave parenthood aside for the moment and ask you about something you're better at, Ned. Wrestling. You guys are two time, former World Tag Team Champions. But, all hasn't been rosy in the garden of Eaton recently, has it? So, what's next for you guys? CORNETTE Wait a minute, Rodez. What are you trying to say exactly? RODEZ Well...it's just, you guys haven't been in great form recently... CORNETTE That wasn't one of the questio... RODEZ And your hopes of getting a shot at me and Zack in the near future aren't looking too good. CORNETTE Now hold on just a minu... RODEZ Infact, it was just a couple of weeks ago in the Survivor Series Rules Match at November Reign that you were defeated by The Frankensteiners. Infact, you both were individually. CORNETTE That was a FLUKE! Nothing more, nothing less. A FLUKE! The Frankensteiners are no match for the New, New Midnight Express in a regular tag team contest! No match! Ned Blanchard went in two on one against those Oklahoma yahoos and he put on the fight of his life, until he was double teamed into defeat. Ned glares at Cornette. CORNETTE Defeat...only...defeat only as far as record books go. In my eyes and in the eyes of everyone who watched November Reign and wasn't under the influence of mind altering substances, Ned Blanchard was a winner! He fought against tremendous odds. He was a moral victor. If it was a fair, two on two contest, we would have gone through The Frankensteiners like prune juice through an 85 year old! They would have surrendered faster than the French! You know that. We know that. And above all else, The Frankensteiners know that! 8-Man Tag Team Elimination Matches should count for zero in the tag team division rankings system. The New, New Midnight Express are former 2-time World Tag Team Champions. And as far as I'm concerned, every passing day that it isn't 3-time is a disgrace to the words 'professional wrestling'. If The Frankensteiners were the World Tag Team Champions, it'd be like the Pied Piper. They'd drive every single OAOAST fan out of town! Where-as my New, New Midnight Express are born winners. Born leaders. Men that can inspire such fat, slovenly, work dodging tax cheats that you pander to into being better people. RODEZ This is you being subtle, right? CORNETTE There's nothing to be subtle about! "Sarcastic" Simon and "Narcissistic" Ned are sick and tired of being overlooked for World Tag Team Titles opportunities. And I'm sick of watching them being sick and tired of them being overlooked for World Tag Team Titles opportunities. Why do you think we agreed to come on this stupid segment in the first place, Rodez? For the intelligent conversation? We're here for just one reason and one reason only... Suddenly, Ned stands up. Simon goes to do the same, but Ned motions for him to sit back down. BLANCHARD Jimmy, you'd better make that TWO reasons. And reason number 1 is, I'm sick and tired of you ripping off my act week in and week out! RODEZ Me? Ripping YOU off? That's a little rich isn't it, Bart Gunn Jnr.? BLANCHARD Leon Rodez, huh? Self proclaimed 'Ladies Man'. A adult filmstar, they say? Quite frankly, I don't believe that for a second. You're nothing but a wannabee Handsome Hustler! Ladies have been flocking for some cocking from Narcissistic Ned while you were still dreaming of the treasured moment that your balls would drop, sonny! By rights, this should be my show. This should be The Handsome Hustler's Half Hour! Instead, it goes to my clone. My wannabee. My mini-me, if you will. If it were any more blatant it'd be tattooed on your forehead. I mean, come on Leon. Did you really have to go so far as to take a page out of my book and find warmth in the loins...of one of the Chicks Over Dicks? Walking over the desk, the smug Handsome Hustler picks up the framed photo of Alix Spezia, prompting Rodez to stand up. BLANCHARD But, of course, like any rip-off...you had to go for the second rate. RODEZ Second rate? And what incarnation of the Midnight Express are you guys? Third? Fourth? You know, they say things get better over time, but you only have to look at you to see that isn't true Jimmy. It looks like you went up against Father Time and came out worse than your boys did at November Reign. CORNETTE Now you listen here Leon Ro... RODEZ No, YOU listen here! Rodez is riled now, but trying to stay diplomatic at the same time. RODEZ I'm a fair guy and I let you on my show despite your track record of being an asshole and of the way you and your latest attempt at milking the Midnight Express name for all the dollars you can get. I even let you on, despite the way you and your boys have treated my girlfriend and her sister in the past. Now, if you guys wanted a Tag Team Title shot, all you had to do was as... *SMASH!!!!* Suddenly, glass shatters, as Ned creeps up behind Rodez and SMASHES him in the back of the head with the framed picture of Alix Maria Spezia! Rodez slumps forward across his desk, as Ned laughs it up. Simon now launches into action, as he starts clubbing away on the back of Rodez's spine from over the desk. Meanwhile, Ned looks at the broken picture in his hand and mockingly gives Alix's image a big smacker before tossing it against the wall behind him. Then, he quickly grabs Rodez's arm. Simon takes the signal and grabs Rodez over arm, holding him in place as Jim Cornette swaggers out in front of the desk. Wielding his trusty tennis racket, of course. BLANCHARD GIVE IT TO HIM JIMMY, GIVE IT TO HIM! CORNETTE Rodez, consider this a challenge! *THWACK!* "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" CORNETTE You better forget about those 6-Man Tag Team Titles and worry about "Sarcastic" Simon and "Narcissistic" Ned! *THWACK!* "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" CORNETTE Because...you ain't gonna make it through next week, let alone to Climax! And Rodez... Reaching down, Cornette pulls Rodez's head up so that he's locked eye to eye with him. CORNETTE ...guess what. The New, New Midnight Express have got plenty more where this came from! *turns to Ned* Show him what to expect, when we finally get our rightful shot at the Titles! Show him! Hooking on a front facelock, Ned tosses the arm overhead. *THUU - UUUD!* SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!! Ned uses the desk as the Slingshot and Suplexes Rodez onto the cold, concrete floor with a sickening splat!! Simon and Cornette laugh it up, as Ned stands smugly over Rodez, nudging him over onto his back with a nonchalant foot. Turning to Simon, he then gives a thumbs up. Which Simon takes as the signal to climb up onto Rodez's now departed desk. Rodez is motionless, as Ned moves his limp body around and gets in Rodez's face. BLANCHARD Tell Alix, Neddy said "Hi". Stepping backwards, Ned reaches up and grabs Simon. The Sultan Of Sarcasm is perched, a little cautious of how much weight the desk can take. But it holds. And as Simon stands, Ned launches him off the desk. *WHAM!* ROCKET LAUNCHER!! Rodez is writhing in agony now, clutching his ribs, as Simon eases himself up gingerly. Grabbing his partner around the shoulders, Ned is in hysterics, as Cornette pats his clients on the back. CORNETTE Good luck next week, Leon. And we'll see you real soon. Real...real soon. Cornette gives Rodez a parting shot to the gut with the handle of the tennis racket, as he and the NNMX leave. Blanchard taking a path right over Rodez's body, making sure to walk right over his ribs as he goes. Loud cackling and whooping can be heard as the NNMX stroll off into the distance. Leaving Leon Rodez downed, spluttering for breath and clutching his ribs in agony. Fade out