Secret Agent

Just to let you guys know; next week is Skull Radio's episode 20. Twenty weeks of doing the show, with only one week off for the big 13th Hour review show. It'd be nice to get some good calls in and maybe some suggestions for things you'd like to hear discussed on the show. I'd like this to be the absolute best Skull Radio yet! The more ideas you all toss out the better the show can be, and the more exposer the fed would receive in response. Thanks!

Anytime. The more the merrier!

Well, it's done and over with. I didn't head into this with too good of a plan so I think I sound a little unmotivated, rambling a bit much. Sorry but it was another solo effort from me. I'll prepare better next time.

Thats in a matter of minutes.

In reply to Toxxic and Nightwing as well. On the 'Click to Talk' feature here is what the Blogtalkradio crew has to say: We are finalizing beta testing of "click to talk" technology. Initially for IE users, your listeners and guests will no longer be required to dial a phone number to reach your live show. They will be able to click a button on your host channel which will trigger a call to the show, As an added feature, the callers name will appear on your host switchboard. Those callers who choose to use click to talk will only need headset to participate in the broadcast. This enhancement will open up opportunities in international markets, where currently guests and listeners are required to dial an international phone number to reach the live show. Without the need to dial a long distance call, we expect that the click to talk solution will stimulate more calls into your shows. So it's not avaliable yet, even though it's in the FAQ of how to call in. When it becomes avaliable I'll let you guys know for sure. In other news. Skull Radio will be at 10 PM EST tonight as I've got to go take care of some things right now, and Clark is having some real life concerns that are taking him away from the show for the time being. That said, call in and talk, because every time I take a swig of my Gatorade I leave dead air. 10 PM EST, 9 PM CST, and I have no clue about the other time zones.

Thanks or your thoughts.

Thanks, I'm sure your review will be a lot more realistic and insightful. I've already been told that my match was superior in writting quality, but that apparently counts for nothing in a creative writting-match writting contest. Strange, isn't it? Johnny, Angry Johnnyyyyy... this is jezebel, in he-... ... yes, I was quoting Poe. Anyway, I believe my exact words were... hang on a moment: highres3 (11:34:12 PM): The quality of the wrestling match comes first. And then later on, to clarify: highres3 (11:44:32 PM): And I know there's a story involved. As I have said to you and others, the hard decision I had to make when I started marking was "Do I pick the better story, or do I pick the better match?" Lord of the Spy (11:44:54 PM): The better match is all things considered highres3 (11:45:01 PM): And I firmly believe that while story is important, when marking matches, then the match gets the most weight. highres3 (11:45:08 PM): All things are considered, but some have more weight than others. Which is where I gave it to Hawke. If you are going by quality of writing - as in, how many angry red marks would an English teacher make about grammar mispellings and general abuse of the English language, then yes, Johnny's is better. But I think the actual wrestling match put forth in Hawke's was far superior to yours, and that's what carried the most weight in my decision. I disagree.

It's an obvious paste job. Actually I think he copied the US title and Intercontinental title unification match against me, which he lost. Strange enough, it now gets the duke over me because it had more wrestling moves in it. Try and figure than one out, cause I sure the hell haven't yet. I’m skipping Skull Radio and going straight for the official review right here. Johnny Dangerous vs Jay Hawke right here. The match starts off with some banter between Mak Francis and Suicide King to give the low down on what’s about to happen. Honestly the commentary feels rather wooden. The two are taking turns spitting out information as seen below. King: “Hawke’s reign remains unmatched, and it is likely to permanently remain unmatched. But it shows that both of these men know all about this International Championship, and they know all about championship unification matches.” Francis: “These two men have met a number of times over this very championship. Tonight, one of these men will be the last one to officially hold that belt. But the time for talking is over. With that, let’s go to Funyon for the introductions.” This little conversation just seems to be lacking a much needed personality injection, and a little more play off one another. Anyway, Hawke and Dangerous head out to ringside to wrestle for the vacant International Championship. Apparently Jay Hawke is sporting a title belt of some sort as he takes it off, or like I said already. This was a paste job from Hawke’s losing match from 2005 and this belt is actually the United States Championship. If you’re going to copy and paste a match at least rewrite the parts that are no longer accurate. Next up we have this scene: Soapdish: “Gentlemen, this is it. One fall for both championships. There is no time limit. The match can end by pinfall, submission, disqualification, ten count outside of the ring, or if I deem you unable to continue the match. A new champion no matter how the decision is rendered. If I tell you to break, you must break by the count of five or I *will* disqualify you. I *will* enforce any and all automatic disqualifications. Are there any questions?” Dangerous: “I have one. Is he going to follow the rules tonight?” Hawke: “Just make sure he knows the rules, ref!” Soapdish: “That’s enough. Now let’s shake hands and come out wrestling at the bell.” Is this a boxing match? A UFC match? Anyway, the match gets started with a series of pins and reversals and then the referee changes… Nick Soapdish looks over and sees Hawke using the tights, so he stops the count. Ryder counts to force Hawke to let go of the tights: I have to reiterate the same thoughts about copy-paste-edit from before. If you do it, don’t get busted so easily. I Read through the rest of it. There is some solid action in there, in between a bunch of rough cuts in what’s going on. Yes, Hawke works over Johnny’s arm to lead to an eventual Wing Span, but that is just too predictable. I can’t stand matches that work a body part all match to get a submission and that’s all the plot you get. There needs to be much more going on between the two characters. This is the last International Title match and we’re treated to a cut and dry work the body part match, which is fine for opening the show, but not for a main event match. The jump between Pete being on commentary out of the blue and then Francis returning is also confusing at best. Obviously, we know what happened with it, but it’s the sort of the that can completely take you out of a match and just say “WHAT?” Towards the end Johnny even superplexes Jay Hawke from the turnbuckles to the arena floor, which gets him a two count after rolling Hawke back in the ring. A two count? That’s the kind of shit you don’t come back from and it gets a two count? Afterwards, Johnny DDT’s Hawke for two, Johnny Kicks him for two, MI Slams him for a ‘foot on the ropes’ to end the count at two… and then Johnny runs into a ring post before Hawke locks in the Wing Span! Johnny escapes and hits a Spinal Explosion, goes up top for a rarely executed Shooting Johnny Press, and eats a knee to the chest. Again Hawke locks in the wing span, but this time Johnny taps out. I’m just wondering where Hawke got so damn resilient at? He’s like the fucking terminator towards the end here. Overall, I get the feeling of Hawke just throwing shit at a wall and seeing what stuck, and just left it that way for this patchwork match. It’s not the worst, but it certainly wasn’t Hawke’s best effort… and certainly wasn’t the better of the two matches.

Thanks, I'm sure your review will be a lot more realistic and insightful. I've already been told that my match was superior in writting quality, but that apparently counts for nothing in a creative writting-match writting contest. Strange, isn't it?

We didn't all agree to it, but whatever.

Well, I've read both matches twice now to try and determine how Hawke bested me, but I'm not seeing it at all. Someone please tell me what the hell I did so wrong that a hack-job match can win out. Please, I'm tired of going through all these weeks of trying to build Johnny up for nothing and losing where I feel like I have the ability to win, and I don't say that to sound half-cocked, that's just how I feel. ==================== “Finally,” Mak Francis begins again as the cameras settle on the two announcers, “it is time for the match we’ve been waiting for all evening – the final International Championship match! I think I can say that it’s a toss up right now as to which man will walk away the victor and final holder of this esteemed Championship. However, no matter who wins the belt, it’ll be at home with someone who meant something to the International Championship.” “Only if it goes home with Jay Hawke,” disputes King. “Johnny Dangerous was the first International Champion after he created the belt, but Jay Hawke made a name for himself with his mammoth, 274 day run with the title. He shouldn’t have even had to wrestle for it. Hell, If you ask me, I think Hawke was right in demanding to have the title awarded to him, and I’m rather shocked and appalled that Tom didn’t awarded Hawke the Championship!” “Well we normally awarded titles to competitors after a successful match,” Francis adds. “Besides, this is the final match for the International Championship; it deserves to go out with a great match!” “You do realize the Barracuda is involved in this request for a great match, right?” “Yes, and I’d also point out that the original match to unify the US Championship and the Intercontinental Championship into what is now the International Championship had the exact same competitors involved. Who would have ever thought that would happen?” “Who would have cared?” “All of our fans across the world, that’s who!” the Franchise snaps. “And before you can add anymore of your sarcastic comments lets go to Funyon in the ring! *DING DING DING!!!* The ringing of the timekeeper’s bell draws the attention of the crowd to the ring where Funyon stands. The lights darken and a single spotlight shines down on the ring, illuminating the ring announcer for his announcements. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Funyon booms. “The following match is tonight’s MAIN EVENT~ and is scheduled for one fall for the vacant SWF… INTERNATIONAL… CHAMPIONSHIP~!!” “YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” Suddenly, the familiar strains of Pink Floyd’s “Learning to Fly” kick up from the speakers while the lights slowly dim, heralding the entrance of Jay Hawke. The crowd, as expected, unloads with some boos! “Introducing first,” says Funyon, “from the Hall of Fame City of Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 215 pounds … he is ‘The Dean of Professional Wrestling’ JAAAAAAAAAAY HAAAAAAWWKE!” A spotlight shines on Jay Hawke as he emerges from the curtain. He stops at the top of the ramp and just looks out across the sea of fans before parting his black and purple robe to pantomime a title belt around his waist. All around him he can here the fans striking up a chant that’s plagued him for the entirety of his SWF career: “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” These chants are nothing new for Hawke. He’s done his best to ignore them so far in his career and it’s proven to be a good course of action for him. Tonight, like all nights, is all about Jay Hawke, and he proudly marches down the walkway to victory. “Despite his recent losses the past couple of weeks, Jay Hawke is coming into this match with an air of confidence about him,” says Francis. “He must feel extremely good about his chances tonight.” “Wouldn’t you?” Suicide King asks. “He’s facing a man who’s proven he can’t get the job done in title matches anymore. I’m not so sure I’d even bother training myself for this one.” “That’s the kind of attitude that cost you matches! I know that there has been a lot of people running around and claiming that Johnny Dangerous is a ran down, has-been, and maybe that has made his opponents regard him as nothing more than a joke, but surely they’re not so blind that they didn’t see what the Barracuda did to Tracy Bruner just last show!” “You mean get a cheap decision in his favor from a disqualification?” “Dangerous had that match won before Marvelous interfered!” Mak retorts. “That remains to be seen,” the Gambling Man says. “Nobody knows for certain that Bruner wasn’t about to kick out before Marvelous interrupted the match, and before you interrupt… nobody knows for certain that Johnny didn’t have the match won. Now we’ll never know how that match could have really ended.” Hawke takes his spot inside the ring after shedding his purple and black robe. He leans back with an elbow over the top rope as he patiently waits on his opponent. The lights darken once more as the Smarktron lights up. A video begins displaying an image of a fuse fizzling down towards a stick of dynamite, and the Mission Impossible theme starts ringing out around the arena. Just before the music swings into full gear to launch the crowd into a frenzy- “JOHNNY DANGEROUS~!” -a deep, sultry voice breathes the name of the SWF’s secret agent over the speakers then- *BOOOOOOM!* -the music hits as an explosion of pyro literally rocks the entrance stage! Finally, through all the vibrant lights and the cloud of smoke comes the Barracuda, silhouetted by the strobes with occasional flashes reflecting off his high-tech shades as he turns his head from side-to-side, looking out at his crowd! “JOHN-NY!” “JOHN-NY!” “JOHN-NY!” “JOHN-NY!” “And his opponent,” bellows Funyon. “From Las Vegas, Nevada, and weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds; he is one half of the current and five-time reigning SWF World Tag Team Champions. HE IS JOHNNY ‘THE BARRACUDA’ DANGEROUS!” Johnny raises his arm out to the fans before he heads into the ring and quickly readies himself for the match. “He’s been looking towards this moment since he learned that he had an opportunity to wrestle for the International Championship again,” says Francis, “and now that the moment is finally here, all he has to do is complete one last task to cast away the doubters, and that’s to win.” “That’s a tall order to fill,” scoffs King. Ronald ‘Red’ Herrington, the official for this match, holds the International Championship in front of Johnny Dangerous, and then turns to display the belt to Jay Hawke in kind before finally holding the belt up in the air, displaying the belt to every side of the crowd. The gold glistens off the lights and the fans cheer enormously. They know that tonight the rather short, but storied history of the International Championship is about to come to a close - the final displaying of this belt is a heartfelt one. After a few moments, Herrington hands the two belts off to a ringside assistant for probably the last time. Johnny steps towards Jay Hawke and extends his hand. For a second Hawke just glares, but then he accepts the offer and shakes Dangerous’ hand firmly. Surprisingly, the crowd doesn’t boo the notion of one fan-favorite shaking hands with a man that they despise, but instead gives the sight a respectful cheer. “Such a show of respect for the Championship,” says Mak. “These two certainly don’t like each other, but right now they both realize that the title is greater than any animosity they may share. If a championship has to retire, this is how every belt in the SWF should go out.” Finally, Herrington turns towards the timekeeper and signals for the start of this match. *DING DING DING!!!* “There’s the bell and the final International Championship match is underway!” the Franchise declares. Hawke steps towards the center of the ring as does Dangerous, and the two men begin a slow-paced circle as the sound of the crowd buzzing in anticipation swirls all around them. Hawke carefully watches every movement the Barracuda makes while carefully plotting his opening attack. Seemingly, Johnny has the same thoughts running through his mind; when Hawke finally lunges in, Dangerous does the same, and the two men move towards each other, looking for a collar-and-elbow tie up! “YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” The crowd explodes at the sight of first collision between the two Superstars, who clash with the tie up! For a moment, and only a moment, the two jockey for position before the Barracuda begins to assert his strength on Hawke and starts muscling him back into a corner! *WHAM!* Dangerous powers his opponent into the steel post and then unloads in his face with a series of left and right hooks! *WHACK!* *WHACK!* *WHACK!* Hawke’s head is rocked on his shoulders from the three punches, and then Dangerous rears his arm way back and swings for a forth, more powerful shot, even as Herrington tries to separate the two with a call for a break, but Hawke ducks underneath easily and fires off two short forearms! They hit and Johnny wobbles out of the corner a bit, giving the Dean of Professional Wrestling some space. It’s a chance that Hawke could take for a quick breather but instead he decides to press his attack, and he explodes out of the corner and nails the Barracuda with a short-armed lariat! *WHAM!* Johnny is dropped to the canvas and Hawke drops on him with a lateral press for: ONE! Before Dangerous easily kicks out! Johnny rolls up to his feet and takes several steps back as one hand gingerly rubs his neck. Hawke is already starting to feel that he has this one in the bag and when Johnny glares up at him, Jay holds out his arms triumphantly, getting a decent amount of boos in response. “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “It’s sad to see how quickly the respect has been tossed out the window,” says Mak. “Just a few minutes ago Jay was shaking hands with Johnny in the utmost display of sportsmanship.” “That was just for the papers,” Suicide King replies. “Hawke knows he’s better than Johnny – he’s just making sure the Barracuda realizes that now.” If Hawke’s intent was to get a rise out of his opponent than he certainly did the job. Dangerous grits his teeth and steps towards Jay, and once more the two men start to circle. Again they collide with a tie up, but this time Dangerous doesn’t try to out-muscle his opponent. This time he quickly pivots and takes Hawke to the mat with a surprising lateral twist and stays on top as Herrington dives in to count for: ONE! But that’s all Hawke will give up right now! He easily thrusts his shoulder off the mat and rolls up to his feet. Now it’s his turn to try and put a few feet between himself and Dangerous, and when he glances back at Johnny he catches an eyeful of the Barracuda striking a martial arts pose, which is cheered by the fans, of course. “JOHN-NY!” “JOHN-NY!” “Oh, and I suppose it’s so much better when he does it now?” “Well, not really,” replies Francis, “but I’m more inclined to think that he’s letting Hawke know that he is definitely not the better wrestler - Johnny just showed that he can quickly take the upper hand.” “Figures you’d spin it in his favor,” King mutters as he waves his partner off with his hand. Johnny beckons Hawke to come closer… and Jay suddenly charges towards him. If the Barracuda wants to get taken down and made to look like a fool than Hawke would certainly oblige his wishes! Johnny takes a step in and swings out a lariat, but Jay ducks down and blazes past him for the opposite side of the ring. Building up some serious steam, Hawke hits the ropes and rebounds towards Dangerous, when Johnny suddenly bellies out, forcing the Dean to float right over him and proceed across the ring once more! Johnny hops up and when Hawke comes running back towards him, Dangerous ducks down and- *CRACK!* -eats a kick to the face! “He telegraphed that one all the way to China!” King snickers as Johnny stumbles backwards, frantically waving his arms to regain some balance. Hawke presses forward, jumps up- *CRACK!* -and levels the Barracuda with a drop kick! Both of Hawke’s feet slam into Dangerous’ chest, viciously knocking him to the canvas! Jay quickly scrambles over the Barracuda and covers him as the crowd starts to boo. ONE! TW-NO! Dangerous kicks out! Hawke quickly bolts to a vertical position and then reaches down to pull Johnny up by his hair. He tosses in a few shots to the Barracuda’s abdomen, making sure to keep Johnny under his control, “-and right now Jay Hawke is starting to clamp down on Johnny Dangerous,” says Mak. “He sees the momentum slowly building in his favor and he’s not going to let up and give the Barracuda a chance to gain it back.” “Sounds like a sound plan to me,” King adds as Hawke grabs Johnny by his arm and whips him towards the ropes. “Jay’s wrestled the Barracuda enough times to know exactly what Johnny will do, and so far he’s been able to stay one step ahead of him.” Johnny hits the ropes and rebounds towards Hawke, who seems to be looking to dust the Barracuda off with another lariat. Johnny sees it and moves first, proving that he’s not under anyone’s control, and with all the momentum he has from coming off the ropes he swings his arm out and- *WHOOSH* -it goes sailing over Hawke’s head! Again Hawke ducks the hit easily and then pops up from behind, reaches around Dangerous neck, and kicks his feet out for a neck-breaker on Dangerous! *WHAM!* “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” The crowd voices their disapproval, but it’s not quite certain if it’s directed towards Hawke for actually gaining the upper hand, or for Dangerous failing so easily. Nonetheless, Hawke has a perfect opportunity to make a cover and he takes it, dropping down on Johnny with a lateral press for: ONE! TW-NO! “Johnny kicks out!” Francis shouts amongst some cheers from the fans. “Only a two count at most, but he’s got to figure out how to gain control of this match before he finds himself staring up at the lights!” “See, this just shows you why others are passing Johnny by; he’s too predictable… everyone that’s wrestled against him once or even twice know that it’s the same, tired routine and they’ve figured out how to beat it. They’ve progressed while he’s stood by idly with the same old scheme as always.” “I’m sure he’s got a trick or two up his sleeve,” Mak faithfully says. Johnny shoves Hawke off of him and returns to his feet. He’s sweating bullets right now and his neck is stinging. The massive pressure Hawke is giving Johnny has definitely got him on the edge, and he knows he has to do something to get the ball rolling in his direction. He tries to catch Hawke by surprise with a quick, trusty chop, which connects across the Dean’s chest with a loud- *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” -but Jay almost effortlessly answers back with one of his own… *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” …and then three more! *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” Johnny staggers back, clutching his chest, and he reaches out for the ropes to steady himself. Yet again Hawke has been able to fight off any of the Barracuda’s advances ten-fold and it’s quite literally put the Dean on cloud nine! He knew those match was his from the beginning, but he never imagined he’d be able to take it so painlessly! He heads after Johnny, grabs the Barracuda by his free arm and spins Dangerous around to face him- *WHOOSH!* -and narrowly ducks a wild roundhouse kick from Johnny! “Johnny’s just swinging for the fences there,” comments Francis. The momentum from his reckless kick unintentionally spins the barracuda around, putting his back to his opponent. Hawke grabs around Johnny’s waist, hauls him off the mat and overhead- *WHAM!* -and into the mat with a German suplex! Hawke drops over Dangerous and covers him as Herrington counts for: ONE! TWO! NO!! Dangerous kicks out! That gets a little bit of a rise out of the fans, right up to the point where Hawke jumps up and raises his arms out to them. The crowd boos all of Hawke’s success but right now it’s starting to get a little ugly as they up the ante with chants aimed at the Dean: “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “Look at these idiots,” says King. “There all mad because their little hero can’t get his act together and actually put up a halfway decent effort against Jay Hawke. It’s not his fault that he’s proven to be too much for the Barracuda to handle.” “He’s certainly handled the match well thus far,” agrees Mak, “but in Johnny’s defense; it’s hard to get a good footing back into the match when your opponent has had on the ropes this long. I can see how Johnny isn’t giving up… but he isn’t making any gains either!” Finally, Hawke dismisses the crowd with a wave of his hand before turning his attention back towards the Barracuda. By now, Johnny is up to his knees and starting to pull himself the rest of the way up by the ropes when the Dean struts in and grabs Johnny by the arm to pull him up. Dangerous shoves him back, which seems to be about the only thing he can do given his circumstance. Hawke isn’t about to let up that easily though; he quickly storms right back towards the Barracuda and this time when Johnny tries to reach out to shove him back, Hawke side steps it and snatches Johnny by the arm! “He’s going for it already!” Mak shouts as Hawke fights with Johnny for control of the Barracuda’s arm. “Jay Hawke looks like he wants to lock in the Wing Span and go home early!” The Dean continues to fight with Dangerous. He tries to get around to the side to lock in his chicken wing, but Johnny keeps struggling! Finally, Dangerous is able to pull his arm free, but not before taking a knee to the face! *CRACK!* Johnny tumbles backwards then scrambles to try and get back to his feet. Right now he’s proving all the doubters right, and he knows he has to get himself moving. He stands to his feet- *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” -and takes another searing knife-edged chop from Hawke! He staggers back- *SMACK!* “WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” -only to have his chest lit up yet again! The fans, growing tired of Hawke’s success, start up a chant in favor of Johnny Dangerous: “LET’S GO JOHN-NY! LET’S GO!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!* “LET’S GO JOHN-NY! LET’S GO!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!* However, Hawke still presses on undaunted! He grabs Dangerous by his arm and spins him around to face him! Even though the Barracuda is able to fling a forearm into the side of Hawke’s head, right now it doesn’t even seem to faze him! Hawke swings his fist up and rocks Johnny with an uppercut! *CRACK!* “LET’S GO JOHN-NY! LET’S GO!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!* “LET’S GO JOHN-NY! LET’S GO!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!* “Come on, Johnny!” cries Francis. “You’re better than this!” Johnny staggers back, falling into the ropes and then is propelled slightly off them, which sends him walking right back into his opponent! Jay throws out another punch, but this time it’s the Dean who sees his fist go whizzing past the Barracuda’s head without even nicking the side of his skull! “There you go! Get him, Johnny! Get him!” The fans gasp with hope as Hawke is thrown slightly off balance and raise up in their seats when Dangerous ducks down and kicks his back leg up, over… … and straight into Jay Hawke’s forehead with his trademarked Scorpion Kick! *CRACK!* “YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” “Scorpion Kick! Yes!” Francis exclaims as the crowd erupts into cheers, and Hawke goes stumbling back from the powerful shot! “Damn it! Will you quit coaching him!?” “Oh, like he can actually hear me!” snaps Francis. Johnny takes the one second he has with Hawke dazed to take a knee. It’s only a second, but all the thoughts of what all those who stand against him, trying to claim his time is over with flood his head and it’s enough to infuriate him. Not because of their doubt, but for the simple fact that he nearly proved them to be right! Finally, Johnny Dangerous stands back up, and heads for his opponent! “It’s not like this will matter in the long run,” King says. “He might get a second or two of offense in but Jay’s already shown he can take control back.” Hawke dazedly steps for Johnny. He’s controlled this match all along and he isn’t about to give up this easily. Yes, the scorpion kick is quite painful, but it’s nothing he can’t work through. He waits for Johnny to take that lariat attempt that he just knows the Barracuda can’t resist taking, and it indeed comes. Johnny swings his arm out, and Hawke grabs it! Unfortunately, Hawke’s a little woozy and can’t exactly hold on as tight as he could mere minutes ago, and Dangerous spins free and comes back around with an elbow into the said of the Dean’s head! *CRACK!* Jay wobbles to the side, but refuses to hand over the fight! Hawke comes right back at the Barracuda, only to get a boot to the gut for his efforts! Hawke doubles over and Johnny drops to one knee to cradle the Dean over his shoulder as he collapses. Johnny grabs hold and then stands to his feet with Hawke now trapped in a fireman’s carry as Francis hollers out: “He’s got him trapped for a Spinal Explosion!” The cheers mount heavily in the Barracuda’s favor now, and it only gets louder when Johnny somersaults forward and ferociously drills the Dean’s back into the canvas! *WHAM!* As Dangerous rolls off Hawke, Jay bolts upright and grabs for his back, but he’s shoved back down to the mat by Johnny for a cover. For the first time in a while, Herrington drops to count a pin for the Barracuda and it goes for: ONE! TWO!! NOOO!! Hawke kicks out! He shoves Johnny off him and rolls up to his knees. One hand still holds dearly to his back as he attempts to get back to his feet while silently damning himself for letting this weak adversary get the drop on him! Right now the International Championship is starting to slip away from his fingers and he can’t let that happen! “This is your match, Jay! Don’t let this circus freak take you down!” Johnny pulls Hawke to his feet when the Dean suddenly slaps the Barracuda’s arms away and shoves him back! “Now that’s how you do it!” the Gambling Man sings. Jay stomps to his feet fuming mad… and he doesn’t even see Dangerous raising his leg up or the foot that goes sailing into his gut! Twice now Johnny has managed to knock the wind completely out of the Dean’s lungs, and it forces him to double over, clenching his midsection. This makes for a good situation for Johnny though; Dangerous snatches the Dean in a front face lock and then drapes Hawke’s near arm over his shoulder before grabbing Jay’s tights and falling backwards, lifting him up slightly as they are falling, and snapping Hawke onto his back for a snap suplex! *WHAM!* “Johnny has Jay down again – this could be it!” Mak says as Dangerous floats over for a cover, and the referee counts for: ONE!! TWO!!! TH-NOOO!!!! Hawke thrusts his shoulder off the mat! Jay sits up and grabs his throbbing back before trying to stand to his feet. Johnny takes a step back; seeing that Hawke’s back seems to be bothering him so much gives Johnny one hell of a good idea and he heads towards his opponent. It’s time to end this. “The Dean got out of that one but Dangerous is making quick work of his back,” the Franchise notes. “He’d be well advised to try and put an end to this and do it quickly, or Johnny Dangerous is going to walk away as the last International Champion!” “It’s not like he isn’t trying!” snaps King. Hawke tries to get up as fast as he possibly can. Right now he’s feeling all the pressure that he exerted against the Barracuda earlier, but he’s now starting to feel his body wearing out. Hawke knows that he absolutely must get control over Dangerous and end this, and so he pushes on to try and accomplish that very goal. However, Dangerous has the same objective and after fighting so hard for control he isn’t about to simply hand it over at this point! Hawke quickly glances over his shoulder to check on his opponent’s position and isn’t at all surprised to find Johnny Dangerous stalking towards him. Panicking, Hawke scrambles across the mat, trying to reach the ropes, but Johnny dives after him and snares the Dean by his ankle! The crowd roars their approval, and even more so when Johnny drags Hawke back to the middle of the ring. “Dangerous is looking to clinch in the Barracuda - his deadly over-the-shoulder half crab,” Francis says, as Johnny tries to clinch the maneuver in and the crowd moves to the edge of their seats to see it locked in. Hawke bucks and flails to try and worm his way free, knowing all to well the dangers of getting trapped in this. Finally, Hawke shakes Johnny off him and then rolls up to his feet before taking off for the far side of the ring. “Now it looks like Jay Hawke is wisely heading for higher ground,” notes Mak. Johnny isn’t as quick to get back into a defensive position as he was earlier and the Dean sees this. Hopefully, Johnny is getting just as worn down as he is and if timed correctly, Hawke can make a finishing blow before Johnny even knows what hit him! Hawke hits the ropes and comes rocketing back towards the Barracuda, looking to land a monstrous lariat! NO! Johnny ducks down to narrowly avoid the clothesline, pops up from behind Hawke and shoots the leg. “This could be the match! He’s going for –” shouts Mak, and Johnny lifts Jay Hawke off the mat, looking for the MI Slam! “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-” Mak yells. NOOOOOOO!!! Hawke shoves off of Johnny’s shoulders midway through, landing safely behind Dangerous. Johnny frantically turns around, knowing that he’s in a bad position right now and can’t afford to loose sight of his opponent! *WHAM!* Hawke slams a lariat into the Barracuda’s face! It’s not strong enough to knock Johnny down but it certainly stuns him! Hopefully, it’ll be enough, and Jay grabs hold of Johnny’s arm, but before he can execute whatever plan he has up his sleeve, Dangerous quickly rips his arm free and spins an elbow into the Dean’s face! “Dangerous nearly lost it right there again from carelessness,” Suicide King says. “Talk about not learning from your mistakes!” Hawke staggers a few steps away from his Opponent with both hands to his face, and Dangerous grabs him from behind for a quick German. Johnny lifts but goes nowhere with the intended suplex as Hawke grapevines his leg around the Barracuda’s to keep himself grounded, and then fires off with three rapid elbows! *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* Finally, Hawke frees himself with the third shot rocking Johnny’s head on his shoulders. Dangerous reels and Hawke goes after him, flooring the Barracuda with a lariat from behind to send him face-first into the mat. Hawke quickly mounts the secret agent from behind and the crowd rises to their feet. Everyone knows what’s coming up next, even the Barracuda, “-but if Hawke can lock in the Wing Span it’s over with!” Mak Francis shouts. “He almost lost control of this match but some quick thinking has him right back in the thick of it!” He reaches down to lock his arms around Johnny’s face, but Dangerous is more than prepared to try and fight off this threat. He quickly pulls his arms up in front of his face as Hawke snakes his arm around Dangerous’ head. “But not just yet!” Mak shouts in response to his own words. “Johnny pulled his arms up to his face to block Hawke’s deadly submission. He should be able to power out with no problem!” “It’s not quite that easy, though. Yes, the Barracuda is a lot stronger,” the Gambling Man admits, “and can probably pull Hawke’s arm off his face, but it takes a little effort after the grueling match he’s been through.” Again, the crowd chants: “LET’S GO JOHN-NY!” “LET’S GO JOHN-NY!” “His breaking it,” Mak shouts as the Barracuda finally pries Hawke’s arm off of him, and then rolls over onto his back to get the Dean off of him as well as to avoid any more Wing Span or Dragon Sleeper attempts. Johnny grabs the nearest rope just to be on the safe side, and then uses them to help pull himself back up. He turns away from the ropes, back to the ring- *SMACK!* -only to receive a direct blow to the face! Hawke thinks he has his challenger on the ropes now. One more blow to the face should surely end his struggle and so he winds up once more, follows through, but the Barracuda blocks it this time with his forearm and then- *CRACK!* -Johnny grabs Hawke by the side of the head and smashes the bridge of his nose with a headbutt! “YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!” “Oh! He’s just reaching now!” And another one! Hawke dazedly staggers backwards, reeling from the head-butts as Dangerous drops to his knees. It’s almost difficult to tell who took more punishment from the headbutt—Dangerous or Hawke—but then Johnny stands back up and charges for the kill! *THHHH-WHACK!* *THHHH-WHACK!* “Shotei!” Mak shouts, as the Barracuda delivers two palm-strikes that go directly into Hawke’s forehead, right between the eyes, followed by a sharp kick to the Dean’s ribs! The crowd bursts into cheers as Hawke doubles over in pain, only to have Johnny grab him from behind and duck his head under an arm! “He’s going for the MI Slam again! This could finally be over with right here,” Mak says. Johnny lifts Jay Hawke off the mat and pivots on one leg. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-” Mak yells once more. *SLAM!* “YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” “HE HIT IT! MI SLAM! MI SLAM!” Mak Francis excitedly shouts. “This could be the match!” Johnny scrambles over Jay Hawke as quick as he possibly can, and then covers him as the referee counts. For the Barracuda, this will hopefully cast away all doubts. He’ll have three things to defend himself with… ONE!! He was the last United States Champion… TWO!!! He was the last Intercontinental Champion… THHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *DING DING DING!!!* And now he’s the last International Champion! “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,” Funyon bellows, trying as best as he can to make himself heard over the roar of thousands. “HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE NEW… AND FINAL… SWF INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION… JOHNNY ‘THE BARRACUDA’ DAAAANGEROUUUS!!!” “What a match!” shouts Mak. “Even though Jay Hawke controlled a huge portion of this match and Johnny came back, this could have gone either way in the end. This time, though, it went to Johnny Dangerous.” Johnny can hardly believe it. He’s fought for weeks just to get here. Just for a chance to be in this match. Not only did he get there, but now he’s won it. Herrington heads back into the ring with the International Championship belt in hand. He gives it to Dangerous, and then grabs the Barracuda by his free arm to help stand him up… and raise out his arm triumphantly. “Johnny Dangerous, the man who reigned as the first International Champion is now the last International Champion!” Mak excitedly shouts. “He unified the United States and Intercontinental titles into the International, and now he has earned the chance to unify the International Championship with the World Heavyweight Championship! How about that for proving that he still has what it takes to be at the top of this business!?” “Winning a title that’s defunct the moment he receives it?” Suicide King pessimistically asks in response. He was the first… and now he is the last. Johnny holds the title belt in both hands and raises it out to the fans—its glimmers brightly as the lights pass over the golden plate, and the crowd pops beautifully for it. For Johnny, it’s a moment that will leave a lasting impression in his mind forever… As we: FADE OUT.

I didn't forget. See I am wishing you a belated Happy Birthday while thanking you for wishing me one. Thanks, WC~!

Yeah, WC is quick to jump on me calling a lariat a 'side arm smash' or something. Not that I actually called a lariat that, but there has been equally dumb situations on my part. I was figuring that WC was just plain mean, but what else could I honestly expect from a disgruntled old coot like him to begin with. Fuckin' Bahaman! EDIT: On a side note: I wonder who has the most title reigns? Not as in number of days but number of actual championships won. Like maybe a top 10 list for all time.

Possum Kingdom

Chris Benoit wouldn't want you to do that. He took a lot of pride in his Facebook following. Funny...but seriously, a lot of people will change their tune quickly if Benoit did indeed have a hand in this. Then they're morons. I'm going to still love Benoit's wrestling and admire that aspect. He could kill a school worth of kids and I'll still like him as a wrestler. His personal life has nothing to do with him as a wrestler. Wrestling is full of scum bags. I couldn't feel more differently about it. Do you not feel any compassion or remorse for the woman and CHILD Benoit took the lives of? If Benoit did this, I think they should destroy all master copies of his in ring work, or at the very lease blur out his likeness and silence any mention of his name in all future releases with a match featuring the (most likely) murdering scumbag. Too stupid for words. Look, I just found out one of my favorite wrestlers of all-time is pretty much the prime suspect in the murder of his wife and child. I'm pissed, I'm angry, I'm depressed, I'm sad for his family. This is a very fucking hard thing to deal with, for all of us. I'm just not in denial like so many of you seem to be. It's almost laughable to try and imagine Nancy could've over-powered and murdered Chris without a gun or knife. I guess you've never heard of a "rear naked choke" than!

Skype is something like 24.99 for a full year of unlimited long distance calling, which is what I use for Skull Radio. Yahoo Phone has something similar and suposedly is the best quality of the two but I haven't personally tried it yet. I do know with Skype it slurs your "S" when you talk for some reason.

Well, the whole thing is over with now. I try to cut it off pretty quick after the feed ends so you don't have to wait for the archive to hear it. Much thanks to Fulminatus for stepping up and getting suckered into co-hosting for half the show!!

I'll have my predictions in here after Skull Radio is over with. I thought this might be a good thing to do with all the new writers recently. Anyway, here is the template. ====================== THE MAIN EVENT - FINAL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH "The Dean of Professional Wrestling" Jay Hawke vs. Johnny Dangerous --> How fitting that the final International Championship Match will be fought between the two icons of the division - Johnny Dangerous, who originally created the title and established its reputation for quality, and Jay Hawke, whose mammoth title reign speaks for itself. The winner of this match will be the final holder of the coveted International Title, and will go on to Ground Zero, to the Unification match! Rules: Standard singles match. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- SWF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH Jimmy the Doom vs. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix -->This never said Manson. Really! Raynor's just a little slower on the uptake than everyone else in existence. In the meantime, Landon's been busted down the card, but curiously doesn't seem to bothered by it. And really, what's the point of knocking him down if he doesn't get all pissy about it? Clearly this must be fixed, and what better way to fix it that to have his head asplode at the hands of our ever-dominant Hardcore Champion? Rules: HRADKOR, unless another stip is requested. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Tag Team Match of Randomness But Still Greatness Austin City Limits (Alan Clark and Austin Sly) vs. Raynor Skelter (Chris Raynor and MANSON) --> Austin Sly done good last show, and management thinks there are big things in his future... one of those good things could be a chance to team with the current World Champion! Although most of us would consider sharing a lockerroom with a guy who sings Hakuna Matata in the shower wouldn't really be a step up... MEANWHILE, on the other end of the universe, two souls desperately looking for love in all the wrong pla-... hang on, wrong card... two guys in need of something to do, with tag expertise to boot, pair up. That works. Rules: Standard tag. Tag ropes or die! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- SINGLES MATCH Nathaniel Kibagami vs. "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins Rules: Standard singles match. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- IN THE HOUSE OF MARVELOUS: Michael Alexander! --> The other half of the winning New Bloods gets a chance to work the stick as Sir Marvelous plays host to the man who has a lot of nicknames that take a lot of space to type up, Michael Alexander! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- SINGLES MATCH Saintly C. Killa vs. Ced Ordonez --> Enough about what didn't go down last show - let's talk about what did. Namely, Saint C. Killa took his first round match handily, and has a spot in the semifinals! While the other half play catch up, we need to keep him in tune, so tonight the Killa takes on the (DDR) Thrilla, Ced Ordonez! Rules: Singlezzz. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- NEW BLOOD CHAMPIONSHIP INAUGURAL TOURNAMENT - FIRST ROUND MATCH Blue Leaf vs. Olaf Andersen --> Blue Leaf gets a lucky break into the tournament, snatching up the second vacated spot to take on Olaf Andersen! Rules: Standard singles match. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- NEW BLOOD CHAMPIONSHIP INAUGURAL TOURNAMENT - FIRST ROUND MATCH Fulminatus! vs. Calvin Szechstein --> Adonis and JRR were held up by some incident involving rakes on a train, so we had to find a quick fill, and find we have! The second half of round one gets a do-over tonight, with Fulminatus taking Calvin Szechstein! Rules: Standard singles match. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

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Yes sir, it is.

I think a small shout out to listen might be cool, and we can do the same on our end of the premier show. As far as being happy, I will be come Wedensday.

No. Once the show goes live there will be a link that appears saying "Click here to listen".

What is this; My Girl or some shit?

I figured someone would rip off my idea, but you JHawk? At least give credit to how you came up with this idea, and the fact that we've ran 18 weeks on BlogtalkRadio already before you start a 'new' show.

* - Unless the heel is Landon Maddix... Note taken, thanks.... & Yeah, The Initial Caps Thing Is how I Type Normaly. But I'll Keep It out of all my matches from now on. Once again, Thank you! Honestly, it makes it a little strange to read when you do type like that. Nonetheless, it was good to see that you contributed to the show (I told you you couldn't loose) so keep it up!