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Master Blaster (Jammin') hits, and the Jamaicans make their way down the aisle, to a nice pop. COLE And Team Jamaica set to make their official debut in the OAOAST! BUFFER The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Making their way down the aisle, hailing from Montego Bay, Jamaica, at a combined weight of 479 pounds...introducing REGGIE LAMONT and DENZEL SPENCER, TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAMMM JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMAICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! The Jamaicans climb into the ring and pose on the buckles, getting cheers from the fans. COLE For those unfamiliar with Team Jamaica, they were the Cinderella story of the Tag Team World Cup, making it all the way to the Final Four at AngleSlam, where they were defeated by the Canadians, but they impressed enough to be offered an OAOAST contract, and as a result, here they are on HeldDOWN~! BUFFER Their opponents, at a combined weight of 459 pounds...from Kansas City, Missouri, Dennis Pierce! *jobber reaction* BUFFER And from Omaha, Nebraska, Chuck Clark! *jobber reaction* *DING DING DING* Denzel starts out with Chuck, and takes him down with a drop toe hold. He then goes to a side headlock, as Chuck tries to get to his feet. He does, and shoves Denzel into the ropes. Denzel ducks a clothesline, and delivers a dropkick! COLE Great elevation on the dropkick by Denzel Spencer! Denzel follows up with a axe kick, sending Chuck down and back into his corner! Chuck tags in Dennis, and Denzel obliges and tags in Reggie. COLE Switch on both sides, as Reggie Lamont in there now, as well! Dennis goes for a running shoulderblock on Reggie, but can't move him. He then goes to the ropes again. Reggie leapfrogs him, then catches him with a high knee! He follows up by underhooking Dennis, and delivering a TIGER BOMB~! COACH BIG move from Reggie! Reggie picks Dennis up in a bearhug, then moves him up so he's laying with his midsection across Reggie's shoulder. He then tags in Denzel, who backs into the ropes, jumps up, and completes the SINSEMILLA~! COLE Great double team move by the Jamaicans! Denzel scoops up Dennis, and executes an airplane spin! After four revolutions, He drops Dennis to his back, then tags Reggie back in before dropkicking Chuck off the apron! He follows with a TWISTING PLANCHA~! COACH WHOA! COLE Outstanding move! Reggie has Dennis on his shoulders, as Denzel climbs the top rope...and they execute the JAMAICAN BOBSLED~!!! COLE Put this one in the books, folks! 1... 2... 3!!! *DING DING DING* BUFFER Here are your winners...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAMMM JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMAICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! COLE Very impressive debut for the Jamaicans, as they look like they're more than ready for World Without End! The scene cuts to the locker room where the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion Drek Stone is methodically taping his right wrist. The fans instinctively break out into a wild chorus of boos as Drek slowly wraps the athletic tape around his arm, over and over. Once he’s content with the job he’s done, he shifts over and begins taping his left wrist. In the midst of this project though, Hoff steps into the room. HOFF Drek, what the hell are you doing? DREK Getting ready. HOFF Getting ready for what? You’re changing into your wrestling gear, but you don’t even have a match tonight! With a grin, Drek stops wrapping the tape around his arm for a second. DREK That doesn’t mean I shouldn’t get ready for a battle anyway, of course. He then looks down and starts once again. HOFF Drek, I’m getting a little worried here. Have you even started thinking about a strategy for this Sunday? DREK Heh. HOFF Heh? DREK Hoff, are you joking? We don’t need a strategy. It’s real simple. You don’t ever throw in that towel and we don’t ever lose this match. That’s it! I’ll fight with PRL until the crystal ball drops in Times Square and we’re celebrating New Year’s Eve 2010. As long as you don’t throw in that towel, the Heavyweight belt is staying with me. HOFF Now I know you’re smarter than this. DREK Oh, you’d be surprised. HOFF Let me put it to you this way. I’m not going to watch my only friend in the OAOAST turn into a cripple on Sunday. If PRL destroys you at World Without End – and I mean, he really has you down and out – I’m throwing in that towel. DREK NO! Drek takes his roll of masking tape and angrily flings it across the room. DREK You are NOT to throw in your towel at ANY cost. You understand?! HOFF If… DREK No! There are no exceptions! I don’t care what PRL does. If he starts swinging an axe like he’s CWM the Lumberkjack and chops off both my legs, so be it. If he straps me down to a chair and forces me to watch AND understand that entire storyline between Rick Edwards and Father, let him! HOFF That WAS really confusing, I have to admit. DREK And I don’t care if PRL forces me to wear a pair of Coke-bottle eyeglasses and turns me into Schaeffer II: Electric Boogaloo. No matter what, you do NOT throw in that towel. You have no reason to do it. Have you really forgotten just how much of a bastard I’ve been to you in the past? HOFF I thought we agreed to put everything in the past behind us. DREK Well, for one night – and one night only – I want you to remember everything. Hoff, you should WANT to see me get ripped apart. You should WANT to hear me screaming in agony. To see the blood dripping off my forehead. Think about it. How much have I put you through in the past? HOFF Don’t remind me. DREK Come on. Think about it. I’ve left you laying unconscious more times in the ring that I care to remember. I screwed you out of winning my Heavyweight Title not once but twice! One of which was in your OWN hometown! HOFF Believe me, I haven’t forgotten that. DREK I’ve banged chairs over your gigantic melon of a skull and given you so many concussions that I heard even Troy Aikman once said “Damn, that brother needs to take better care of his head.” The crowd collectively boos since we are, of course, in Austin – and not that Austin fans as a whole necessarily cheer for the Dallas Cowboys, but we’ll pretend Texas is just one big happy state. So, yeah. Booooooooooo. HOFF Yeah, I know. DREK Come on Hoff. There’s been so many times I’ve hurt you and embarrassed you in the ring. In the locker room. In the parking lot. From state to state, all around America. From New York to Minneapolis to Los Angeles to Houston. We’ve battled all over the nation and each time, I tried to end your career. So don’t you TELL ME that at World Without End, you don’t want me to see what’s coming to me. I want you to be LOOKING FORWARD to potentially seeing me get my ass kicked. I want you to be cheering for PRL even more than Popick is. I want you to love EVERY SINGLE SECOND of my torture so that you don’t ever try to bring it to its end! Are you with me, Hoff?! I’ve kicked your ass SO MANY TIMES BEFORE…shortened your career by who the hell knows how many years…solely kept you from achieving your true legacy in the record books…have single-handedly turned you into one of the most hated superstars in the OAOAST history by simply aligning myself with you… HOFF I really don’t think I like you much at all anymore. DREK THAT’S THE SPIRIT! And now I KNOW you’re ready for World Without End! Come on, my man. Drek puts his arm around Hoff’s neck and begins walking out of the locker room with him. DREK We got some work to do. And now we cut back to the ring. Or another backstage area. Whatever makes PK’s life easier. The funk brings in the noise. Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" playing The Sooner Bruisers to the ring. Big Frank verbally abusing fans ringside who give him and his brother the business, gushing over his ripped physique while Uber circles around to psyche himself up. * DING DING * BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...from Oklahoma, 525 pounds, "The Man of Tomorrow" Big Frank and "The Psycho Gremlin" Uber Bruiser... THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUISERSSSSSS! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE A rude reception for the men who will meet Black T for the OAOAST World Tag Team Championship at World Without End this Sunday night live only on pay-per-view. Tonight they'll face the makeshift team of World Tag Team Champion Tony Brannigan and Synth, steming from the incident all 4 men were involved in during the Beverly Hills Blonds-Love Doctors lumberjack match last week. COACH I still maintain the opinion that had Synth and Tony not provoked Big Frank and Uber into a fight, there is no way Simon and Ned would've lost to the Docs. They had the match won. COLE In case you're wondering about the status of the Beverly Hills Blonds and Los Diablos de Fuego, ladies and gentlemen. In addition to the $5,000 they were fined, the Blonds were suspended one week following our telecast last week. Mariachi and Moracca, meanwhile, were given the week off to recover from the blood loss they suffered. COACH Yeah, take management's side, Mikey. My sources tell me the Blonds were NOT suspended, a story created by OAOAST management after Mackenzie DeCenzo told them the Blonds were gonna sit out this week in protest. COLE Of what?! COACH I think it's fairly obvious. "He's Simply Ravishing...OWWWWWW!" The jeers turn into cheers for the introduction of the next team. Separate entrances for the tandem of Tony Brannigan and Synth. "The Ice Heart" Dan Black accompanying fellow tag team champion Tony Brannigan ringside. BUFFER Their opponents. First...from Hollywood U.S.A., weighing 262 pounds, a former World Champion and current co-holder of the tag team championship of the world... TONY BRRRRANNIGAN! COLE Here he comes, Coach. Tony Brannigan, a OAOAST original. And what a reaction he receives from the great fans in attendence tonight. Sharpely dressed in his tailor-made Armani suit Black sits in with the guys at Sofa Central, neatly draping the tag team title over his right shoulder COLE Apparently we're going to be joined by Dan Black. Mr. Black, an unexpected but welcome surprise. BLACK (adjusting headset) You're bloody right it's a welcome surprise. It's not every day a World champion graces your presence. COACH Referring to the tag team championship, of course. Everybody knows Tony Brannigan is the only member of Black T to ever hold the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title. That's gotta sting a little, doesn't it, Dan? BLACK Ah, I see you're wasting no time trying to cause friction between myself and Mr. Brannigan, Johnathan. But it's just that, Mr. Coachman -- wasting your time. I'm here in support of my tag team partner Tony Brannigan. That said, I'm quite baffled by the OAOAST's decision to allow such a match to occur just days before a major championship bout at World Without End. Not only am I baffled by management, but also Tony. Let's not forget, just last month I nearly injured myself in a match 3 days before Angleslam after Mr. Brannigan demanded we have a bout with The Sooner Bruisers, an injury I have yet to fully heal from. Sometimes the competitive fire gets the best of my partner. "Heart-Shaped Box" hits the moment Black finishes speaking, the crowd ERUPTING for the arrival of "The Heavenly Rocker" Synth. As if he was shot out of a cannon, Synth rushes onstage full of adreanline and storms the ring! The Synthmeister marching to the beat of his own drum, fighting the Bruisers by himself! Brannigan evens the odds, he and Big Frank exchanging heavy fire alongside Synth and Uber. COLE All 4 men picking up right where they left off last week. Synth fighting for himself and his best friends, Logan Mann and wife Holly-Wood, the victims of The Sooner Bruisers. Tony and Big Frank, meanwhile, have beef of their own. Brannigan angered by Frank's questioning of his manhood after OAOAST Champion Drek Stone shrugged off his request for a title shot. COACH (chuckles) More like no sold. BLACK Drek Stone did himself a favor by not recognizing Tony's challenge. He's been waiting a long time for his one on one rematch for the championship he never rightfully lost. Mr. Brannigan is driven by his pent up frustration. Uber and Synth brawl to the outside, falling through the ropes together. The Psycho Gremlin gets his licks in, kicking Synth in the ribs again and again. Third time's not the charm, however. Synth grabs Uber's leg and drives the big man backward into the steel guardrail. Synth stays on the attack, rocking Bruiser with rights and stinging chops. Knee to the gut puts an ends to that. Uber about ready to ram Synth face-first into the ringpost when The Synthmeister blocks it, lands a quick elbow strike to the ribs...and posts Uber! "YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Back inside the ring, Big Frank has Tony reeling after raking the eyes. Front kicks and clubbering forearm shots leave Brannigan rattled. In a remarkable feat of strength, Frank muscles Brannigan up for a military press, only to have Tony return the eye rake from earlier! Attitude Adjustment piledriver coming up, but Frank counters with a backdrop out of sheer instinct. Big Frank still blinded, as evident by his walking right into a Synth FLYING BACK ELBOW! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! The Synth-a-nator popping up to his feet to stomp the face of Big Frank Bruiser! Frank introduced to the turnbuckle. Synth whips him to the far corner and charges in, soaring through the air to deliver a leaping forearm smash...INTO THE RINGPOST! COLE Oh, my. Synth took a risk and it didn't payoff, slamming that twice broken arm onto the ringpost. BLACK As my fellow Englishman Caboose once said, the pitfall of wrestling on emotion is that you're more prone to mistakes. Fighting on guts and determination rather than strategy. And as all of us in the sport know, wrestling is a game of human chess. Slumped on the top rope is Synth, clutching his arm. Big Frank shakes off the cobwebs as he walks over to the corner, smashing Synth's arm again on the ringpost before he climbs onto the second rope and drapes the Heavenly Rocker across his shoulder blades. Super Somoan drop? No, Synth wiggles free and brings Frank down with a POWERBOMB! ONE... TWO... Uber breaks up the pin. Then he and Synth go at it. Charles Robinson stepping in between the two. Synth goes up to the middle rope...and is tagged by Tony. The Synthmeister left hanging by Tony's decision. Brannigan buckles Frank's legs following a hard right. Big Frank whipped him to the ropes...Powerslam! COACH He's not going for it already, is he? COLE Indeed he is. Tony uses the powerslam as the prelude to the OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE spinebuster, planting "The Man of Tomorrow" into the canvas, but the referee doesn't count because a blind tag had been made. Brannigan in the face of Charles Robinson, who tries to explain what happened. Straight out of an action movie, Robinson dives for cover from the big building explosion, that being an Uber Bruiser TOP ROPE BULLDOG!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Synth saves Tony Brannigan. Brannigan taken to the corner and worked over by The Sooner Bruisers. Big Frank screaming for Dan Black to do something. BLACK You just worry about the match, precious. Does that ever draw the ire of Big Frank Bruiser. Frank momentarily losing focus on the task at hand, giving Tony more than enough time to.stage a comeback. Brannigan exhibiting some of the babyface fire normally seen from the likes of Synth, battling his way out of the Sooner corner. Tony puts Uber on his heels, pushing him further and further away from his corner with giant haymakers. Brannigan sends Uber for a ride. The Psycho Gremlin ducks a clothesline and shoots back at Tony, stopping in his tracks as Tony goes up for a leapfrog...SOONERLINE! COACH DAYUM~! COLE You could hear the air being knocked out of Tony on that one. Uber asks big brother for the boot, and gets just that, driving Tony's face into the sole of Big Frank's boot. A tag is made, and Brannigan is shot off to the ropes. Another vicious Soonerline for Tony Brannigan. Big Frank once again tries to military press slam Tony, and is successful. The Man of Tomorrow gives his bicep some love, then spikes the elbow down onto Tony's heart. The cover! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Frank snaps at the referee, wrapping his massive hands around the pencil-neck of Charles Robinson to protest the count. It's also provides Synth with the perfect opportunity to strike...MISSLE DROPKICK! Big Frank collides into Charles, squashing him on the mat. Charles turns onto his side and curls up in a fetal position, conveniently facing away from the action. Synth wailing away on Frank! Uber returns to the ring wielding a STEEL CHAIR! * BOOM * Synth squirms around like a fish following the chairshot. The Bruisers target the arm. Big Frank repeatedly smashing the edge of the chair down on the arm. COACH Stay here Dan. BLACK (scoffs) I have no intention of helping Synth.. COLE The referee is down and it's 2 on 1. The Sooner Bruisers all over Synth. The Sooners then turn their attention to Tony Brannigan. Tony bashed in the face with a wicked chairshot! Dan Black said he wouldn't help Synth, but you know he'd help his partner. Black entering the ring a house afire, decking both Sooners. Dan's offensive fury is brief, ganged up on by the Sooners. The chair comes back into play. Uber holding onto Dan to give Frank a clear shot. Big Frank swings... * BOOM * ...and misses, drilling his brother! Frank doesn't have time to be shocked. Tony Brannigan rushing from the side to scoop him up in a bearhug as Black hits the near side...3-B! COLE Black Body Bag! There it is, Coach. Black T have nailed it. But the referee is still down. Not if Dan Black has anything to do with it, trying to revive the ref by poking him with the chair! Unbeknownst to Dan, Uber is crotched in the corner. A clap of the hands draws his attention. The Psycho Gremlin charging towards Black, who side steps and cracks the chair across the back, inadvertently causing Uber to bulldoze Synth just as he's rising up! * BOOM * * BOOM * * BOOM * 3 chairshots and Uber still remains on his feet. Suddenly, Black hears footsteps fastly approaching and... * BOOM * ...CLOBBERS TONY BRANNIGAN!! BLACK COLE About as much expression you'll ever see from Dan Black, accidently nailing his own parter, Coach. COACH Oh, I don't think it was an accident, Mikey. It looks to me like it was payback for last week. You know, when Tony punched Dan. COLE That was an accident, just like this was. Dan stands over Tony, hands in face. He can't believe what just happened. Neither can the Bruisers, but they'll take it anyway they can. Uber clipping Black's legs from behind, as Frank covers Tony! The bad luck continues for Black T. Uber managing to revive the refere. Charles crawls over to count the fall while shaking away the cobwebs. COLE No, no, no, no. ONE... TWO... THREE! COLE No! * DING DING DING * BUFFER The winners of the match... THE SOONER BRUISERS! COLE Damnit! COACH Oh, baby! Huge, HUGE win for Big Frank and Uber going into World Without End. COLE Will we have new tag team champions come next week? OAOAST Backtracker Commercial break

Debonaire by Dope hits and Gunner Sharps makes his way to the ring. COLE And Gunner Sharps on his way, with a tough time to beat! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following is the second Beat-the-Clock match of the evening, scheduled for one fall, with a 15-minute time limit! Introducing, making his way to the ring, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 375 pounds...GUNNERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHARPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COACH Well, Gunner's the biggest man in the Chamber match, imagine the edge he'll have should he in fact beat Thunderkid's time! Gunner climbs over the top rope into the ring, and hops up and down. Sweet Home Chicago hits and Jumbo struts through the curtains to a nice pop. COLE But he'll have to get through an even bigger man to accomplish that! BUFFER His opponent...from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 440 pounds...JUMMMMMMMBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Jumbo slaps hands with the fans on his way down the aisle, then walks up the steps and climbs into the ring. He takes his jacket off and hands it to the referee. BUFFER The time to beat is seven minutes, 37 seconds, set by Thunderkid. The referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* Jumbo and Gunner get face-to-face in the center of the ring. Gunner shoves Jumbo, then Jumbo shoves back. COLE And these two big men talking a lot of trash in there! COACH But who will be the first to back it up? Jumbo grabs Gunner in a side headlock. Gunner backs Jumbo into the ropes, and shoves him off. Gunner leapfrogs Jumbo (!), then clotheslines him to the mat! COLE And a great show of agility by Gunner Sharps, followed by a powerful clothesline! Gunner then waits for Jumbo to get up. They circle the ring, and tie up. Gunner backs Jumbo into a corner, and lays in knees to the midsection, then pulls him out and whips him into the ropes. Gunner tries a hiptoss on the way back, but Jumbo blocks, then spins to the other side and delivers a hiptoss of his own! COLE And a great counter by Jumbo! Jumbo dances around in the center of the ring as Gunner slides into a corner, then Jumbo flexes his muscles. COACH Oh, PLEASE. Gunner then SPITS at Jumbo, who returns the favor! COLE Uh-oh, and tempers are flaring now! Gunner comes out and ties up with Jumbo, then breaks and goes to the eyes. He goes for a bodyslam, but Jumbo escapes, and delivers one of his own! Gunner gets up, and Jumbo delivers another one! Jumbo then takes a couple steps back, and moves in with a DROPKICK~!, sending Gunner over the top to the floor! COLE And look at the 440-pounder get up for that dropkick! Jumbo DANCES~!, then goes to the ropes and grabs onto them, and thinks about jumping over, before stopping and shaking his head, as the crowd laughs. COACH We might have been in for a REAL treat had Jumbo gone through with that one! Jumbo climbs out, and delivers forearm blows to the back of Gunner, then rolls him back in, and wrings the arm. He drops an elbow to the shoulder joint, then wrings the arm once again. Gunner backs him into the corner, and delivers an overhead forearm blow to the sternum. COLE Nice shot right there by Gunner! Gunner then brings Jumbo to mid-ring, and goes for a suplex! COLE Gunner's gonna try to suplex the big guy here! Gunner goes for it, but Jumbo blocks! He then blocks a second time, and delivers a suplex of his own! Jumbo then measures Gunner, and drops an elbow! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE And it's been all Jumbo in this one, folks, yet another man threatening to win a spot in the Heartland Invitational Chamber of Hell at World Without End! Jumbo wrings the arm, then ducks underneath said arm, and takes Gunner over and to the mat! COLE And a nice wristlock suplex! Haven't seen that from the big guy! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Jumbo whips Gunner into a corner, and charges for an AVALANCHE~!, but Gunner moves out of the way! Gunner catches Jumbo backing up, and delivers a back suplex! COACH There's a nice suplex, he didn't get it all the way up, but he got enough of it! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Gunner then waits for Jumbo to get up, and hooks a SLEEPER~! COLE Sleeperhold applied by Gunner Sharps! COACH And no matter how big you are, Cole, you can be beaten with a sleeperhold! Jumbo slowly fades, then sinks to his knees. The referee checks his arm... ONE!!! TWO!!! Jumbo holds through on the last lift, and stands back up, lifting Gunner onto his back! As he runs towards a corner, however, Gunner slips off and shoves Jumbo in, then delivers a foot to the gut, and sets up another suplex! COLE He tried this once, and couldn't get it done! This time, however, Gunner executes the suplex perfectly! COACH WOW! COLE But he got it done that time! Gunner pumps his fists, then covers... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Gunner climbs to the top rope. COACH And that's a big man going upstairs, Cole! COLE 375 pounds... Gunner leaps off, but Jumbo gets his foot up! COLE But Jumbo was ready for it! Jumbo gets to his feet, and delivers a trapped-arm belly-to-belly gutwrench! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! Jumbo whips Gunner into a corner, and delivers an AVALANCHE~! Gunner staggers out, and lands on his back, then Jumbo comes in and delivers the XL SPLASH~!!! COLE There's the splash! Cover... 1... 2... But Gunner gets his foot on the bottom rope! COACH But Gunner too close to the ropes! Jumbo picks up Gunner, and sets him on the buckles. Jumbo tries to follow him up, but Gunner is able to kick away, and keeps Jumbo down. He delivers a stiff one to the left side of the face, knocking Jumbo to the mat, then stands up on the top rope, and as Jumbo gets up, he jumps off with a SUNSET FLIP~! Jumbo holds on, and drops down...but Gunner slides out of the way! COLE Nobody home! Gunner sets Jumbo up between the legs. COACH There's no way. Gunner grabs Jumbo around the waist, then lets out a big yell as he lifts Jumbo over his shoulder, drawing oohs and ahhs from the crowd. COLE He got him up! Gunner backs into the corner, then runs out and delivers the ALL GUNS BLAZING~!!! COACH HE DID IT! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COLE Amazing feat by Gunner, and he takes the best time! *DING DING DING* (6:01) BUFFER The winner of the match, in a time of six minutes and one second...GUNNERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHARPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Gunner celebrates emphatically in the ring. COACH And Gunner's got to know that that time should secure him the last entry spot in the Chamber! COLE It's going to be tough for Brock to top this one! Let's go to Josh in the back. MATTHEWS Right now, I'm joined by the former 24/7 Champion Landon Maddix and Megan Skye... Clearly, Landon doesn't appreciate the (other) f-bomb from Matthews and glares around at him, which goes unnoticed by the nerdy reporter as Megan quickly calms her man down. MATTHEWS ...hoping to get the big scoop on the big announcement, coming out of last week's show. Landon, it's officially signed for World Without End, you and a partner of your choosing against the former OAOAST Tag Team Champions of the world, The Global Party Exchange. All that's left now is for you to announce who the partner is. So... MADDIX It's Michael Stephens. Josh, bless him, seems a little confused. Maybe that's because he expected a little banter before the announcement, maybe because the name Michael Stephens means nothing to him whatsoever. MATTHEWS Uhm...I'm sorry, who? MADDIX Heh. See, that's why I question why you're even here Josh Matthews. An OAOAST reporter, with little to no knowledge of the outside world, interviewing a multi-federation megastar. Ill advised, if you ask me. See, I could reel off a list of names from my SWF roladex and you'd be clueless. I could say I was going to team up with El Luchadore Magnifico. Or Dace Night. Or, perhaps even the enigmatic Exploding Chicken. MATTHEWS Exploding Chicken? The guy who referee Miami Mayhem, that's your partner? MADDIX ...I forgot you know him. Look, the point is, I could say any number of names from my laundry list of SWF buddies... they love me over there, god bless 'em... and not you, nor The GPX, would have any idea what they're in for. Fact is, my SWF Tag Team Championship partner and current World and Cruiserweight Champion, Michael Stephens, will NOT be my partner. I couldn't convince him to sully himself by coming over here, sadly. But that's okay. Really, I don't want an SWF superstar as my partner. Their opinion is slightly tilted against the OAOAST. To show that he's thinking, Landon scratches his chin. MADDIX Come to think of it, that's why I've had such a problem choosing a partner in the first place. It seems the boys in the locker room may have slightly misunderstood some of what I said when I arrived here in the OAOAST and are a little... 'slow'... to warm to me. MATTHEWS You said that compared to the SWF, the OAOAST locker room is (unfurls a piece of paper) "like a group of, to steal a phrase, "glorified stuntmen", playing at wrestling." MADDIX Well researched. MATTHEWS Thank you. MADDIX Now, if you remember, I also said that I'm not here to 'kill this company'. I'm here to BE this company. I am the Saviour Of The OAOAST! Not to neccessarily rid the locker room of those people as to convert them. Which makes my choice that bit harder. See, without the support of the OAOAST locker room, I was left with limited options. Limited options of who I could trust. People I knew. People who shared a common bond with me. And then, last week, that list of options limited itself to one. So, I'm left with no other choice to name my partner as... a member of The Wildcards, of which I have no affiliation I might add... ...Todd Cortez everyone! Come on in buddy. Slow on the uptake, apparantly, Josh now realises why Todd Cortez was standing off screen and waiting for his cue to step into camera shot. Not making eye contact with either Megan or Maddix, Cortez positions himself the other side of Matthews and folds his arms, looking every bit anything but the tag partner of Landon. MADDIX See, I'm not a Wildcard and some of what they do is evil and stuff, yadda yadda, but the fact is Todd Cortez is the only man in this godforsaken place I'd even contemplate teaming with under my own will. You talk about The GPX being former OAOAST Tag Team Champions. Well, me and Todd here, we're former SWF Tag Team Champions. We are every inch the team the boyband badboys claim to be. We ar...WHAT!? What is it!? Landon notices Josh's confused looks back and forth and finally has had enough. MATTHEWS Well... it's just... don't you two... hate each other? CORTEZ That's tru... MADDIX Hate is such a strong word, Josh! Sure, myself and my streetwise partner have had some minor creative differences in the past... MATTHEWS You two won Feud Of The Year in the SWF just one year ago. CORTEZ And I won that fe... MADDIX How can you know that and not know who Michael Stephens is!? (groans) Look, me and Todd aren't the best of friends, that's no secret. But I'm not one to hold a grudge. To the side, Cortez rolls his eyes. If there were ever a line that was specifically not intended to come out of the mouth of Landon Maddix, it would either be that, or maybe "Ego, what ego?". Tough call. MADDIX Maybe we're not good friends. Maybe a little too much water has passed under the bridge for us to really 'get along'. But we have a common bond. An SWF bond. We also, admittedly, have a history together, some bad, but some very good. We were a great team once in a while. And you don't just lose that ability to team naturally with someone. Todd Cortez is no stranger to The GPX and I am confident that together, we can collect ourselves enough to put the past to the side and in the name of our seperate 'missions' in the OAOAST, get together and put The GPX down at World Without End. Maybe for Cortez it's about some crazy bloodlust, trying to take the OAOAST over for... whatever crazy reasons he may have. Cortez rolls his eyes again. MADDIX Unlike my urban gangsta compatriot beside me, I'm not here to ruin this company and single people out for abuse for no reason. With me, The GPX brought it on themselves. My problem wasn't with them, it was with Jade Rodez and her own personal pep squad. This issue had nothing to do with The Global Party Exchange to begin with. Infact, my only crime against them was helping them to victory one week on this very show. But as much as I don't share my former SWF buddies' stance, I'm certainly no pushover. So The GPX want to be ungrateful? They want a fight? So be it. Outsider or not, I'm not going to lay down and be trodden on like some... CORTEZ Some cockroach? MADDIX ...some cockroach! I'm no cockroach, I'm "La Cucaracha"! I'm Landon Maddix! And Global Party Exchange, I've just declared Martial Law on your asses!! C'mon, we're done here. Landon signals openly for anyone to follow him and Megan does so. Curiously, or maybe not so curiously, Cortez takes one look at The Next Generation, sighing under his breath as he skulks off in the other direction. All leaving Josh Matthews, alone, save for his microphone and camera. MATTHEWS Todd Cortez and Landon Maddix. A little disfunctional, by the looks of things, but tag team partners at World Without End. OAOAST Backtracker Commercial break

COLE Just three days from our next pay-per-view event, World Without End, HeldDOWN comes to you from Austin, Texas! Good evening everybody, Michael Cole here along with the Coach as always and we have a lot of guys in the back who just can't wait until Sunday night. Tonight, we've got the final three Beat the Clock matches to determine who will enter the Heartland Invitational Chamber of Hell last. COACH The time to beat is 8:45. COLE Also, Drek Stone and Hoff are in the building, so you KNOW we'll hear from them at some point in the show. COACH Watch your tone. When Drek's on the screen, the ratings go through the roof. COLE All that and more coming up tonight, so let's kick it off. God of Thunder hits, and Thunderkid gets a big pop as he heads to the ring. COLE And our Beat the Clock series resumes with Thunderkid, who's been on fire since AngleSlam, against PRL! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following is a Beat-the-Clock matchup, scheduled for one fall, with a 15-minute time limit! Making his way to the ring, from Green Bay, Wisconsin, weighing in at 255 pounds...THUNDERKID!!!!! COACH Well, let's find out if he can keep up that hot streak tonight! Tear Away by Drowning Pool hits and Christian Wright makes his way out, to big-time boos. COLE And it's The Moral Highground, Christian Wright! BUFFER His opponent, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 233 pounds...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSTIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIGHT!!!!! Wright slides into the ring as the referee checks TK, and taunts the crowd, drawing boos. The referee then checks him as he turns around. BUFFER The time to beat is eight minutes, 45 seconds, set by Colombian Heat. The referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* COLE Well, it's going to be tough for TK to accomplish that time with Christian Wright, but with the roll he's been on lately, you never know! TK turns to adjust his boots, and Wright attacks! Wright hammers away on TK in the corner, sending him down to one knee. COLE And a sneak attack by Wright! COACH That's what he's gotta do! That was a dumb move by TK right there! Wright picks up TK, and lays in a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Wright pulls TK out, and whips him into the ropes, but TK ducks a clothesline, and floors Wright with one of his own! TK yells out to the crowd, which responds in kind. TK then whips Wright into the ropes, and picks him up in a PRESS SLAM~! COLE And TK showing off that tremendous power! TK holds him for a few seconds, then tosses him down to the mat! Wright gets up, holding his back, and TK follows him in, clotheslining him over the top to the floor! COACH And Christian in big trouble, he needs to get it together! Wright gains his senses, then climbs up onto the apron. TK catches him coming up, and suplexes him back inside! COLE Beautiful execution on that suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! TK backs into the ropes, and drops an elbow! COACH BIG elbow! TK measures, then backs in and drops a second, and then a third! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE And TK going for quick covers, very smart on his part! Wright gets up and crawls over to the ropes, as TK follows. COACH Break it up, ref, he's in the ropes! The ref backs TK off, then when he moves, TK charges, but Wright delivers a BIG backdrop right to the floor! COLE WOW, TK took a LONG fall on that one! COACH He's hurtin' right now, and Christian needs to take a breather! COLE But he can't let him get counted out, either! He needs a pinfall or a submission to win his spot at World Without End! As the referee counts, Wright catches his wing, then slides out to follow TK. He holds onto the apron as he drops knees on TK, then picks him up and drops him sternum-first across the guardrail! COLE And TK goes right across the steel! Christian Wright really pouring on the punishment here! Wright tosses TK back into the ring, then backs into the ropes and drops a big knee to the sternum! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Wright then picks up TK, hooks him, and delivers the SPINAL FUSION~! COACH And Christian may be setting him up here! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COLE But TK not done yet! Christian waits for TK to get up, and catches him with a Dragon Screw! COACH He could be going for it right now! Wright locks in the FIGURE-FOUR~!!! COLE Figure-four locked in by Christian Wright! COACH Bye-bye, TK! TK screams in pain as Wright clamps down on the hold. TK leans on one elbow, trying to fight the pain, then lays on his back. 1... 2... TK sits up! Wright cinches down again, causing TK to go down again. 1... 2... TK sits up, and moves to his side when he does, moving the hold! COLE And TK could be trying to reverse this here! TK swings his arm, which gives him more momentum, and he finally turns the hold over! COLE And TK has reversed this thing! COACH I don't believe it! Wright gets down on the mat, then pushes up, and turns the hold right back over! COACH Oh yeah! Way to go, Christian! COLE And TK back in trouble now! TK goes to his back... 1... 2... TK sits up, then scoots over slowly, and grabs the bottom rope! COLE And the referee's got to break the hold! Christian was really close there! TK pulls himself up on the ropes, and Wright delivers a knee to the back, then chokes TK on the ropes. The referee counts, and Wright breaks at four. Wright then picks up TK and whips him into the ropes, then ducks down, as TK flips over with a sunset flip! 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Wright pops right up and clotheslines TK to the mat! COACH And Christian right back on the offensive! Wright measures TK, then backs into the ropes and delivers a swinging neckbreaker! Wright then goes to the top rope... COLE And Christian Wright going up! Wright goes for the HOLY GRAIL~!...but TK rolls out of the way! COLE But nobody home! TK gets up slowly, and starts delivering right jabs, then floors Wright with a clothesline! Then a second! TK follows up with a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Wright gets the shoulder up! TK hits Wright with a BICYCLE KICK~!, then sets Wright up on the buckles. COLE TK going for a high-risk move right here... TK climbs up to the top rope, and goes for a SUPER HURRICANRANA~!, but Wright holds onto the ropes, and TK spills to the mat! COLE And a nasty fall there by TK! Wright hops down, and hooks a dazed TK. COACH Here it comes, Cole! COLE Wright going for the Corkscrew suplex! However, TK slips behind the back, hooking him on the way down, and delivering the SCORPION DEATHDROP~!!!!!11111 COLE And the Scorpion Deathdrop from TK! COACH That could be it! 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And it is! We've got a new time! *DING DING DING* (7:37) BUFFER Here is your winner, in a time of seven minutes and 37 seconds...THUNDERKID!!!!! COLE And TK keepin' that hot streak rollin', he's now the man to beat! Moving on, as you know, Peter Knight faces Longdogger Pete this Sunday with Knight putting his career on the line. Tonight, we want to look back at some of Knight's biggest moments in the OAOAST with the OAOAST Backtracker. The OAOAST Backtracker is brought to you by the Get Patty To Write Again Fund Commercial break

Eh, Annibal Sanchez is pitching in the NL with zero pressure on him. He wouldn't be pitching that well in Boston. Same with Hanley Ramirez. That's what I keep telling myself, anyway. And hey, at least Beckett didn't get blisters this year.

Yeah, we got Matt Clement to fill that role.

Nice to see Josh Beckett is still pitching true to form and is showing why he earned that extension: 6.2 IP 8 H 8 ER 1 BB 8 Ks 2 HR, putting his final ERA at 5.01. He's given up 38 HR, tying him with Carlos Silva for the major league lead.

Ok, I'm hooked after the second episode. I'm thinking there's some connection between Skeet Ulrich's character and the black "cop from St. Louis". I nearly shouted at the TV for them to show what he wrote down from the Morse code he heard.

Oh man, that 360 is starting to get mighty appealing to me. A friend of mine has the first Guitar Hero and I tried to walk out of his place with it after the first time I played.

I think their only game that is anything close to a sure thing for them is home against the Texans in Week 13, although they do have games against Denver, Kansas City and San Diego before that (the latter two on the road). I think 0-16 isn't unreasonable to predict at all. Art Shell coaches like he just crawled out of a time capsule from the 80s. So was Super Bowl XXXVII an abhorration or what? Both teams (Oakland and Tampa) just went into the shitter after that game.

This'll be my second time voting against Ted Kennedy. I know it's a futile gesture, but I get all tingly when I do it anyway.

DANA PHEARS VINCE! Now if they still go ahead with the strip poker deal it'll be an even stupider idea.

Hiro is indeed the man. I liked it, though I agree that Ali Larter's character better go seriously evil to make her interesting (protecting her child by doing anything possible).

Uh....what?

The flaming arrows were cool, but goddamnit, STOP CRYING. Rob and Kimberly are not the new Adam and Rebecca; they're the new Zach and Flo. How Peter hasn't gotten that fake foot shoved up his ass yet, I don't know.

CBS has the most low-key approach and Shannon Sharpe is by far the most tolerable "loudmouth former player" of them all because he at least brings some decent analysis once in a while. ESPN's Countdown is just four guys yelling over each other and I tired of Berman a long time ago. I rarely watch FOX because I don't really follow the NFC. NBC has gotten off to a decent start, but Sterling Sharpe brings little to the table, Bob Costas is a smarmy prick and Madden needs to retire immediately. The Pink song doesn't help.

(Graphic) COLE Up next, ladies and gentlemen, is a grudge match that people have been waiting for all summer. It started at Battlebowl, continued on a beach in Miami and tonight, it ends here, possibly with one man saying goodbye to the sport. Let's go up to Michael Buffer. *DING DING DING* BUFFER This contest is scheduled for one fall and has no time limit. In this match, there will be no disqualifications or countouts! [i]I've been defeated and brought down Dropped to my knees when time ran out Now is the time to change my ways.....[/i] "BOOOOOOOOOYeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!" The chorus of [i]Metalingus[/i] kicks in as Peter Knight steps through the curtains. He looks around the huge Alamodome crowd as they let him have it (though some cheers are plainly heard), sneering at them with contempt as he begins the long walk to the ring. COLE Will this be the last time we will see this entrance in the OAOAST? Peter Knight has put titles on the line, but tonight he's putting it all on the line. BUFFER Introducing first, from Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. He is a former OAOAST X-Division, Tag team and World Champion and, if he is defeated tonight, vows to retire from the sport of professional wrestling. Ladies and gentlemen...PETERRRRRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!! Knight climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes. His eyes sweep left and right, taking in the scene as flashbulbs pop all around him. He walks to his corner and begins to warm himself up as the music fades. "OH, MY GOD! INCREDIBLE SUPERSTAR!" *BOOM* A roar comes up as the pyro clears and smoke fills the entranceway. Longdogger Pete steps through it, walking with a purpose as now some boos come through the cheering. BUFFER And introducing his opponent. This 17-year veteran of the sport hails from Miami, Florida and weighs in tonight at two hundred and seventy-seven pounds. Ladies and gentlemen....LONGDOGGERRRRRRRRRR PEEEEEEEEEEEETE!!!! "YeahhhhBooooooo!!!!" COLE In the few months time he's been with the OAOAST, Longdogger Pete seems to be the only SWF wrestler that has actually been somewhat accepted by these fans. COACH Key word being "somewhat", Cole. Listen to the boos; some of these fans still know the score and do not want one of the biggest stars in this company's history to have his last match here tonight. Longdogger focuses in on Knight as he walks up the ring steps to the apron. He swings one leg over the middle rope and bends to duck under the top rope, but Knight tires of waiting and rushes at LDP, smacking him with forearms to the back while pulling him into the ring. *DING DING* COLE And we're off! Knight continues to slam his forearm into the back of Longdogger's neck, but Longdogger stands upright, slapping Knight's arm away and rocks him with overhand rights, staggering him back a few steps. Knight blocks one of them and retaliates with punches of his own only to be blocked himself and tripped to the mat where Pete mounts him and fires off shots to the temple. Knight shoves him back onto his BUTT, but Longdogger remounts and switches his strikes to forearms, Knight's head snapping back after each one. Knight pushes him off again, but Longdogger simply gets to his feet, bounces off the ropes and rams the point of his elbow into the back of Knight's neck. He covers. 1...but he barely gets one. COLE No feeling out process here, this is a FIGHT. Longdogger starts to pull Knight to his feet, but Knight punches him in the gut to break his grip and follows up with punches to the face that staggers him back into the ropes. Knight tries to shoot him off, but Longdogger reverses the whip, holding on to the arm and trying a shortarm clothesline, but Knight ducks under it, bounces off the ropes and catches Longdogger with a flying forearm. Knight quickly drags him up and shoves him into the corner, alternating forearms to the face with body shots before he digs his foot into the "Dogger's throat. Normally referee Nick Patrick would start a five count and order a break, but the rules leave him as a spectator as Knight pulls on the ropes for more leverage and LDP wheezes for air. Knight releases on his own and Longdogger slumps in the corner, coughing for air. Knight does not give him time to recover as he grabs his arm and whips him into the opposite corner, following him in with a hard clothesline, taking more air from his lungs. COLE Longdogger might be in trouble early here as Knight seems to be trying to disrupt his breathing because he knows that since Longdogger is nearly 15 years Knight's senior, he can't recover stamina as quickly as the younger Knight. Knight pulls Longdogger upright in the corner, ripping his t-shirt open to expose his bare chest. He rears back and...... *SLAP* "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Stings him with a knife-edge chop to the chest. *SLAP* "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" *SLAP* "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" *SLAP* "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" *SLAP* "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Followed up by four more. COACH Damn, you could hear those in Mexico. Knight steps back, allowing Longdogger to stumble out of the corner a few steps before he stings him with another chop, knocking him down. Knight covers. 1........ 2..but Longdogger kicks out right after two. Knight pulls Longdogger up and grabs his leg, draping it on the middle rope and pulling up on the foot from underneath, torquing the knee. COACH There's what Knight was talking about, those reconstructed knees of Longdogger. That's his Achillies' Heel. Knight pulls at the straps of the brace, attempting to loosen it from the knee. Despite the rules, Patrick steps in, only to get shoved back as Knight continues to try and remove the knee brace. COLE Come on, he needs that! Longdogger grabs at Knight's hands, trying to pull them free. Failing that, he switches to a more direct approach with repeated forearms to the side of the head, knocking Knight back. Sneering, Knight turns back and grabs at Longdogger, but Pete bends over and pitches Knight over the top rope. Knight tries to land safely on the apron, but instead he manages to slam his back right into the edge of it before he topples to the floor. The groans of pain from Knight are plainly audible as he lays face-first on the floor, favoring his back. COLE I think Peter Knight might be injured here. That looked like a nasty spill. I think we have a replay ready. *A replay of Knight's fall is shown* COACH Oh yeah Cole, he hit his upper back right on the edge of the apron. This may be very bad for Peter Knight. Nick Patrick exits the ring to check on Knight with Longdogger following behind. Nick holds up a hand to tell Pete to stay back as Knight is now on his knees, grimacing in pain as he flexes his back. Patrick asks if he wants to stop the match, but the look he gets as an answer makes him regret he asked. Knight pushes him away and that's good enough for Longdogger, who pulls Knight up by the hair. Knight answers that with a thumb to the eye, grabbing his arm and whipping him towards the barrier, but Longdogger reverses it, sending Knight back first into the retaining barrier. Knight groans in pain again and slumps against the barrier as Longdogger approaches. He grabs Knight by the back of the neck and tights and pitches him over the barrier and into the first row. COLE Longdogger looks like he's taking the fight into this Alamodome crowd. Actually, he's not because he stays on the correct side of the barrier. Instead, he walks over to the ring steps and pushes the top half off to the side. He takes the flat bottom half and drags it to the middle of the floor before reaching over to pull Knight up to his feet and throwing his arm over his head, looking for a suplex. The crowd reacts and stands as Longdogger hooks the tights, but Knight tries to fight out of it with fists to the gut. Longdogger lets go of the arm and pushes Knight's head down across the barrier, firing off stiff forearm after stiff forearm to the back, weakening Knight so that he can put him back into position, lift him up.....and suplex him back to ringside onto the ring steps! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" COLE What a suplex! That impact must have jarred every single bone in Knight's body. Knight yells out in pain as Longdogger watches him writhe, the crowd half cheering, half booing his actions. COLE Longdogger Pete told me that brawls aren't typically his thing, but if he's put in one, he'll pull out all the stops. Longdogger pulls Knight slowly to his feet and rolls him back into the ring, following him in right after and going for a pin. 1....... 2........but Knight kicks out. Longdogger rolls Knight onto his stomach and stomps the back and shoulder area repeatedly and forcefully before he pulls Knight into a sitting position and applies a surfboard, digging his knee into Knight's back and pulling back on his arms. COLE Longdogger is smelling blood here; that back injury is going to severely hamper Knight's efforts to use The Knightmare, his patented finisher. Knight grimaces in pain as Longdogger digs his knee in further, the hard metal of his knee brace causing even more discomfort. Patrick asks and watches for Knight's submission, but every inquiry is answered by a violent shake of the head. An audible "P-K!" chant comes from the crowd, but is covered by an avalanche of boos. Knight grits his teeth and tries to gather every bit of strength he has to get to one knee, then to two, then up on one leg, then upright, struggling with Longdogger who still holds his arms. Knight spins so that he is facing Longdogger and grabs his arm, whipping him toward the ropes and catching him with a flapjack slam on the rebound, Longdogger's face bouncing off the mat. Knight rolls out to the outside and walks gingerly over to the timekeeper's area, shoving Buffer off his seat and claiming it. "BOOOOOOOOO!!!" Knight jaws with a couple of ringside fans as he folds the chair up and works his shoulders to try and alleviate the pain in his back before he slides the chair and himself back into the ring. COLE Knight's brought in an equalizer here. He is really suffering from that back and he wants to end this match right now. Knight brings the chair up and mutters "Come on" to himself as Longdogger gets to his feet, his back to Knight as he shakes the cobwebs out. Knight begins his swing as Longdogger turns......but it's a swing and a miss as Pete ducks at the last moment. The force of the swing spins Knight around and makes him drop the chair. Longdogger comes up from behind, scooping him up for a back suplex, but Knight manages to flip off his shoulders behind him....and chop blocks the right knee of Longdogger Pete, crumpling him to the mat in serious pain. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COACH What did I tell you, Cole? Those aging, rickety knees of Longdogger Pete will be his downfall tonight. LDP grits his teeth as he adjusts the brace of that knee and doesn't see Knight behind him picking the chair up again. Knight doesn't even wait for Longdogger to look this time...... *CRACK* And whacks him in the back of the head. Longdogger snaps forward on impact before collapsing to the mat. Knight slams the chair down and grabs the right leg again, pulling at the knee brace until he figures out how it is attached and ripping it off the knee, He holds it in the air, a cocky smile on his face. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COLE Come on, he needs that! Knight tosses the brace to the outside and goes to work on the knee, stomping it, yanking on the joint, draping the leg on the bottom rope and forcing all of his 265 pounds onto it, causing himself more back pain in the process, but that simply serves to enrage the former World Champion more. He picks up the leg and spins around with a spinning toe hold, torquing the knee before releasing it and applying it again. He releases once more, but this time when he spins around the leg, he brings the other leg up and slaps on a figure four leg lock! COLE Figure-four! I don't think I've ever seen Peter Knight use this move. COACH Shows that he's brought a completely different game now that his back is messed up. Longdogger shouts in pain as Knight leans back to apply more pressure. The crowd begins to stomp and clap to try and rally the SWF star (a rarity in this fed) as he begins to slowly slide over towards the ropes. The cheering intensifies the closer Longdogger gets. Longdogger reaches out.....and snatches the bottom rope. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Patrick orders a break, but Knight refuses, telling him "I don't have to do nothin'!" Patrick starts a five count, but Knight just mocks him, counting along in a dopey voice. "BOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE Break the hold! COACH Knight is right, there's no disqualifications so Patrick can count to 5000 if he wants because he's just out there to count a pin or call a submission. Patrick also realizes this, so he decides to try another tact and forcefully untangles the legs of the two men. Knight, an angry look on his face, quickly rolls to his feet and gets in Nick's face, demanding an explanation. Nick explains that he was doing it to prevent serious injury to Longdogger, who now is dragging his right leg along the mat with a pained look on his face. Knight shows how much he thinks of that by shoving Patrick to the mat, browbeating him as Patrick scoots towards the ropes, begging off. COLE That's a fine. COACH Like he cares. He can pay it with his next OAOAST paycheck. Knight finishes giving Nick Patrick a piece of his mind and turns his attention to Longdogger. He grabs him by the hair and starts to pull him up..... *CHING* ((c) SWF) "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!" But Longdogger retaliates with a low blow. Knight's eyes roll back as he crumples to the mat, holding the family jewels. Longdogger sits on the mat, pulling his knee pad back into position and uses the ropes to get back to his feet. He works the knee a bit to get some feeling back into it before hobbling over and picking up the chair. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COACH Get that away from him, ref! COLE Like you said, no disqualifications. Longdogger, still hobbling on the knee but managing, waits until Knight goes to all fours, trying to get his breath back...... *CRACK* Before bringing the chair down right across his back. Knight collapses to the mat, but that isn't enough for the 'Dogger as he lifts up the chair and..... *CRACK* Slams it into the back again. Longdogger tosses the chair to the outside and looks to the corner. He walks over and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. COLE Longdogger's going up. When you have a bad knee, high-risk moves should be the last thing on your mind. Longdogger sits on top, adjusting his knee pad before he stands on the middle rope. He leaps.....and drives his left, still braced leg into the back of Knight with a legdrop! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Flying legdrop! COACH But look Cole, that might have finished Longdogger Pete as well! Indeed, Longdogger is rolling around on the mat in agony, clutching his right knee again. A replay of the legdrop is shown and it is clear that he jammed that knee a little when he landed. Patrick leans over to make sure Longdogger can continue. Longdogger uses the ropes to get to his feet and shakes his right leg, taking a few wobbly steps before collapsing into the ropes. Patrick asks if he needs help, but Longdogger waves him off, telling him "I'm ok." Satisfied, Patrick goes over to Knight to check on him as well. COLE It looks like Longdogger can continue here, but now both men have a pretty serious injury. I really don't think this match is going to last much longer. Longdogger drops down and slowly rolls Knight onto his back before going for a pin. 1....... 2........ 3! NO, Shoulder up! COLE Oh, that was nearly it! Longdogger pulls Knight up by the hair and rocks him with rights, backing him into the ropes before whipping him off, but Knight reverses the whip, but LDP reverses the reverse and sends Knight into the ropes, bending a bit on the rebound and using the momentum to pick Knight up for a military slam! COLE He has Knight up! COACH Look at the knee! The right leg of Longdogger shakes, the added weight of Knight being too much and Longdogger releases Knight as he drops to a knee. Knight lands behind him, spins him around, and hoists him onto his shoulders! COACH Here it comes! Longdogger tries to shake free and this time it is Knight's back that cannot hold the weight, forcing him to release Pete who lands on one leg behind Knight, spins [i]him[/i] around, and hooks him for the Clogger! COLE Now Longdogger's going for the kill! Knight knees him in the gut and pushes Pete to the ropes, shooting him off. Longdogger nearly speed hops across the ring on the rebound and ducks a clothesline, bouncing off the opposite ropes and gaining speed. But Knight is ready for him, using the momentum to pick Pete up, spin him around.....and drill him into the mat with a Black Hole Slam! COLE BLACK HOLE SLAM! We've never seen Knight use that move! Knight immediately jumps on top and hooks the leg as Longdogger struggles to kick out. 1....... 2........ 3! COACH He got him! *DING DING* Longdogger kicks out a second too late and Knight rolls to his feet, briefly thrusting his arms into the air, but that causes a sharp pain in his back so he drops one as Patrick holds up the other as [i]Metalingus[/i] plays. BUFFER LLadies and gentlemen, here is your winner, PETERRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIGHT! COLE Well, Knight has saved his job. But you got to give credit to Longdogger as well, he gave it his all and should have nothing to be ashamed of. Knight rests his arms on the top rope while he catches his breath. Nick Patrick helps a disappointed Longdogger to his feet, slapping him on the chest for props. Longdogger limps over to Knight and lightly taps him on the shoulder, causing Knight to whirl around. The two rivals stand face-to-face for a moment as the music fades, the crowd hushed as they anticipate what will happen next. Longdogger nods at Knight and offers his hand. COLE There's a classy guy. He just had a tough match and still is gracious enough to offer congratulations. Knight looks at the outstretched hand, then into Pete's eyes and then to the crowd who cheers for him to accept it. The camera zooms in on Knight's face as a smile begins to form ....but it isn't a friendly smile. COLE What's this? Knight begins to chuckle and brings his hand towards Longdogger's......before slapping it away. COLE Oh come on! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Knight cockily looks at Longdogger and raises his arms in the air, nodding slowly and smugly. He points to himself and says "Winner" before pointing at Longdogger with his thumb and forefinger shaped like an L and saying "Loser". COLE What a jackass. Knight gingerly steps through the ropes and goes to the floor as the music comes back up. He backs up the ramp with one arm favoring his back and the other in the air as we get a shot of a shocked Longdogger. We cut back to Knight as he continues to back up the ramp, taunting Longdogger as we fade.

Whoever picked the Patriots feels pretty stupid right now, I'll bet.

New recievers won't do anything because THEY will have to learn the system and won't be able to just go in and play. I hope this is just a case of a simple analogy - Denver : New England :: New England : Indy. I'm getting sick of Brady's suckage and tonight was probably the worst. Deion's gone, get over it and work with the guys they gave you.

Toronto's now a half game away from second in the AL East. This will be the race to watch going into the last week of the season.

So has this season sucked more than season 2 yet? Boring ass fight last week and I still don't really care about any of these guys. Did TNA write this season or something?

Only one person should be comfortable with their pick and that's whoever picked the Redskins.

Bengals sure got over those early jitters nicely. 8000! It is now confirmed that I have no life.

Looks like Jacksonville keeps running draws up the middle out of the shotgun and Indy STILL can't stop it. Not a good sign. EDIT: Indy's offense has been on the field for just 3:19 of the first half. Wow. Jags have 146 yds rushing and counting. EDIT2: 24 yard field goal attempt clangs off the upright. Come on, Jaguars.

Now I wish I made that Keyshawn trade as he just got his second TD on the day with a reverse. The Panthers finally woke up.

Heh, Collins with the TD, 7-3 Titans. When will the "Joey! Joey!" chants start?