Patty O'Green

COLE Wait, folks, let’s take this to the back. I’m getting word that Jackie Gayda is trying to catch up with Drek Stone for an interview. CABOOSE Oh, this should be good. *The camera cuts away to Jackie running down the hallway trying to catch up with Drek, who is leisurely pulling a suitcase further into the arena* JACKIE Drek……..Drek! Can I get a quick word with you? Drek slowly stops, drops the suitcase onto the floor, and stares into the camera. DREK …..no. Drek then picks up his suitcase and starts to walk down the hallway again, until Jackie runs further down the hall to catch him. JACKIE Well, maybe more than one quick word. Drek, can I get your thoughts on this Round Robin controversy? What are your thoughts about being tied with Panther for first place, heading into November? This time, Drek seems to take the question a little more seriously. Politely dropping his baggage to the ground once again, he takes a moment to smooth out his suit and eyeball Jackie for a few seconds. He then finally decides to address the people. DREK My thoughts on this Round Robin will be made known tonight, when I expose Panther for being the absolute fraud that he is. I deserve to be going for that Heavyweight title shot - NOT HIM. And I’m going to prove that later on HeldDown. There you go, doll. There’s your Edward R. Murrow award winning interview. Once again, I’m friggin improving things for everyone around here. Once again, Drek picks up his luggage and begins to roll it down towards the locker room. This time, Jackie doesn’t stop him. She lets him continue to walk towards the back double doors as the camera slowly fades away. (TO THE ARENA WITH GUSTO!) COACH Welcome back. It's now time for a tag team elimination bout between the Tetherses and the Bryants. These two teams have actually been feuding since late-July, when Sean Bryant split off from the Rave and Assault Squad and formed a team with his prodigical cousin Alex. COLE But the interesting thing is...I don't think these two teams have ever squared off in a two-on-two format on television yet. COACH That's not the only interesting thing in this match. You see, whoever scores the final pinfall, whether it be the only survivor on a team, or just the one guy on his team to send the last guy packing, gets a shot at Yuji Chusaki's HI-YAH Jr. Heavyweight Title at World Without End, certainly a great honor. COLE Without any further ado, let's go to the ring! ("Bully" starts up, and the Bryant Cousins come out to the ring. Alex walks to the ring calmly, adjusting the athletic tape on his wrists as Sean ecstatically hops around all over the place, yelling harsh words at the fans.) BUFFER The following is an elimination tag team bout, with the winner of the final fall going on to meet Yuji Chusaki for the HI-YAH Jr. Title at World Without End. Introducing first, from Windsor, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at a combined weight of 357 pounds...the team of "Trick Style" Sean and "The Grappler" Alex...the Bryants! COACH These two are total contrasts to each other: Sean's a loud, abrasive aerial-based competitor who is as flashy as they get, and Alex is a quiet but violent technical wizard who is in there to get his job done, not show off. COLE Speaking of getting the job done, we've heard through the grapevine that Alex Bryant's actually been working out at the Malibu School of Wrestling lately, as the Bryants' rich uncle has paid Zack off so that his nephews can get ring time with Zack's young students, and Alex has been constantly working on various unusual pinning combinations, which he claims is now his key to becoming the top wrestler in this company, tag team or otherwise. We'll see if the training has helped any tonight! ("Roll On" by the Living End starts up, as Nate and Mikey Tethers come out to their new entrance music. They slap hands with the fans as they run down the aisle before sliding into the ring.) *BELL RINGS* Alex Bryant starts off in the ring with Nate Tethers. Nate claps his hands together, getting the crowd to do a big group clap to get behind him. Alex and Nate then lock up in center-ring. Alex gracefully puts Nate in a headlock. Alex switches arms on the headlock, and brings Nate over with a headlock takeover. Alex then quickly lets go of the grounded headlock and grabs onto Nate's leg before he can do anything. Alex comes to his feet, and starts twisting Nate's ankle. COLE This kid is so fast at just moving around the ring; I'm honestly shocked that he's only been wrestling professionally for thirteen months. Nate is somehow able to balance himself on one leg and rise to his feet, but Alex drives him back down with a legsweep before rolling him onto his stomach by the leg and going into a grounded waistlock. Alex then hooks Nate's head and near leg to roll him into a ball-and-chain cradle, but rolls him to a sitting position before the referee can go down to count. Alex stands and brings Nate down to a laying position with a side headscissors. COACH The point behind sitting him up before locking it in is that he can bring the leg down across Nate's throat before applying it, which is one of the only ways I think a throat strike is legal. Nate struggles before moving to a front position, where he's basically bent over directly in front of Alex while still in the headscissors. Nate then does a headstand to try and escape, but Alex latches onto Nate's mid-section to keep him attached. Alex rolls and puts Nate onto his stomach before going into a grounded front facelock. Alex then slowly rises while keeping it applied, and switches his grip to lift Nate and drop him with a vertical suplex before transitioning into a rear chinlock. COLE The way this guy chains together moves sometimes amazes me. Alex pulls him up with the chinlock and goes into a headlock. But, Nate quickly gets out by shoving Alex off to the ropes. Alex throws a running clothesline, but Nate ducks it. Alex stops in the center of the ring and Nate goes off to the ropes. When he runs back, he dives at Alex like he's going for a clothesline, but then turns himself around and hits a flying reverse DDT! COACH Haven't seen that one before! Nate comes to his feet immediately, as Alex stumbles up a second or two later. Alex walks right into a big hiptoss by Nate. Alex comes up again, oblivious to where he's at, and Nate dives at him, landing in wheelbarrow position. Nate pushes up off of the mat, and grabs Alex's head to drive him down to the mat with a bulldog facedrop onto his knee! Alex stumbles around in a circle while holding his face before being whipped off to the ropes. Coming back, Alex runs right into a high dropkick from Nate Tethers! COLE Is that the Nike logo imbedded on the side of Alex Bryant's face? Both competitors come back up, with Bryant holding his face. Nate lifts Alex and slams him down to the mat. Nate then runs and comes off of the ropes to nail a rolling senton across Alex's chest. Nate immediately pops off of the mat and climbs to the top rope, immediately coming off with a falling kneedrop to the chest. Nate then pulls Alex up, and sends him back with a Russian legsweep. Nate immediately gets up and comes off the ropes, where he takes two steps forward and hits a flipping legdrop. Nate goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. Nate pulls Alex up and connects with a series of punches to the face that send him back into the ropes. Nate whips Alex odff, and hits a big spinning wheel kick. After being hit with it, Alex rolls to the outside quickly while holding his face. COACH Nate Tethers' fast-paced defense here isn't giving "The Grappler" enough time to think. Alex Bryant shrugs himself off before going back into the ring slowly. He then sticks his hand out, in a challenge for a Greco-Roman knucklelock. Nate sticks his hand out to grab on for the knucklelock, but Alex pulls him in and rakes his eyes. Alex hooks Nate and brings him down with a waistlock takedown. Alex goes right back to the front facelock and pulls him up with it. COLE The whole point of throwing him down just to pull him off is that it throws the opponent's body and brain off, with all the sudden movements in opposite directions, confusing him into a false state of balance. Alex pulls Nate to the Bryants' corner and tags in his cousin Sean. Alex twists around and snapmares Nate, leaving him right open for a snap dropkick to the spine. Sean enters the ring then by hitting a twisting slingshot liftoff into a moonsault over the top rope, wowing the crowd and going for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. Sean pulls Nate up, and chops him across the chest. He whips Nate to the ropes, and delivers a spectacular spinning wheel kick rotation in mid-air into a hurricanrana! Sean hops on Nate for the pin, but barely gets a two-count. Sean pulls Nate up to a sitting position, and puts one foot on Nate's shoulders, using it to flip off of and deliver a moonsault headbutt to Nate's stomach! COLE I wish this guy would start doing moves that we can name! Sean pulls Nate up, and shoves him into a neutral corner. Bryant follows up with two thrust kicks to the chest before hitting a beautiful tiger wall flip (walking/kicking up the opponent's upper torso and backflipping off)! As soon as he lands on his feet, he connects with a spinning wheel kick to his cornered opponent. Sean hairmares Nate down to the mat, making sure he's sitting. Sean goes to the second rope and connects with a stiff flying toe kick to the back of the head! COACH As bad as this kid's attitude is, he's been blessed with some of the most incredible athletic talents I've honestly ever seen. Sean rises to grab Nate's ankle and drag him to the Bryants' corner, where he tags in his cousin Alex. Both Alex and Sean then lift Nate off the mat by the legs, and nail a painful-looking inverted double powerbomb into the corner! Sean goes to the apron, as Alex connects with a vicious European uppercut while pulling Nate up to a standing position. Alex then lifts Nate onto his shoulders and nails a beautiful Finley Roll (rolling senton/Samoan Drop combo) before coming to his feet while KEEPING AHOLD of Nate on his shoulders. He flips Nate over his neck, and brings him down in a vicious backbreaker variation! COLE Some of this stuff that Alex Bryant does in the ring is proof of the evolution of wrestling: not just the aerial mind-blowing stuff that his cousin Sean does, but just the way he can add the smallest touches to ordinary moves, or do something with a move that might seem obvious to think of after he does it, but might not have been thought possible before he broke it out. Alex pulls Nate off of the mat, and performs a nice snap suplex. Alex rises to his feet, runs, comes off of the ropes, and hits a quick jumping kneedrop. He goes for the cover, but without hooking the leg... 1... 2... Kickout. TRACY SMOTHERS Hook the leg, man. COLE WHOA, where'd you come from? TRACY SMOTHERS ::exits:: Alex pulls Nate up, gutwrenches him, and slams him down to the mat back-first. Alex comes off of the ropes, but keeps running instead of doing something to the fallen Nate Tethers, other than stepping on him while running. Alex hops on the middle rope, looking to be going for a Lionsault...before holding onto the top rope and just standing there to flip off the crowd. COACH C'mon now! The point is to win the match, not anger the fans! Alex climbs down and pulls Nate up, only to shove him in a neutral corner. Alex connects with a big knee to the mid-section. He pulls Nate out to lift him and hit a bridging fallaway slam for the pin... 1... 2... Kickout. Alex rolls back onto his feet, lifting Nate up in slam position with him. He has Sean slap the back of his hand to tag himself in. Sean goes down to one knee, and Alex hits a Hero Sandwich (slam swung around into Rock Bottom) onto Sean's knee! Alex goes to the apron as Sean pulls Nate up. He slaps Nate in the face as a sign of disrespect before snapmaring him over to a seated position. Sean comes off of the ropes and connects with a low dropkick to Nate's face. COLE Sean's lack of size is more than made up for by the speed and velocity he can get on stuff like that. Sean dives onto the middle rope right after kipping up, and hits an incredible Lion-Legdrop (Lionsault twisted in mid-flip into a flying legdrop). Sean goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. Sean pulls Nate up to his feet, and hits a jawbreaker, which he uses the momentum of coming back up to his feet to nail a dropsault that sends Nate back into the Bryants' corner. Sean tags Alex back in, who lifts Nate up in spinebuster-form. Sean comes off of the ropes, leaps over Alex's head, and hits a ass splash to Nate's chest that sends him down hard. COACH The double-teaming on Nate so far has been quite well-worked. Alex rolls through for a jackknife pin as soon as Sean pops off and goes to the apron... 1... 2... Kickout. Alex pulls Nate up, and lifts him for a slam. But, he then swings Nate around and drops him gut-first onto his bent knee. Alex floats that right into a Russian legsweep, which he chains into an Octopus Hold! But, Nate is able to use his abnormally long legs (at least for his frame) to scoot around and reach the ropes quickly. Alex is up quickly, and won't let Nate get up on his own accord, sending him down with a knee strike to the side of the head as he tries to get up. COLE They're just not letting Nate Tethers get anything in. Alex pulls Nate up and hooks him in a headlock to drag him back to the Bryants' corner. Alex tags in Sean, who immediately connects with a dropkick to the side of Nate's stomach. Sean grabs Nate from Alex, who goes to the apron, and snapmares him before hitting a standing Whisper in the Wind (turnaround senton). He goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Sean argues with the referee for about five seconds before pulling Nate up, and whipping him off to the ropes. When he comes back, Sean dives at him, but in a split second, Nate catches him and drops him head-first with a Michinoku Driver II (TAKA's finisher in America)! But, Nate's way too weakened to cradle the legs for the cover. COLE Both men look to be crawling to their corners, something that they should definately be doing. The referee's counting them down, but the crowd cheering for Nate to tag out is overriding his voice. Sean gets to his corner first and tags out to Alex...and Alex gets to Nate in the nick of time, dragging him center-ring by the ankle before pulling him up. He hooks Nate in a half-nelson, and drives him down gut-first across his knee. Nate comes to his feet, dazed, as Alex comes off of the ropes. Alex takes Nate's head off with a huge Yakuza kick, and goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. Alex pulls Nate up, and lifts him for a vertical suplex before dropping him down in a gutbuster variation. He pulls Nate up fully to his feet, and shoves him backwards, causing him to bounce back forward via the ropes and right into a shoulder charge to the stomach. Alex Bryant lifts Nate up onto his shoulders in Samoan drop fashion, and shoots him up, falling backwards himself with both knees up, causing Nate to fall stomach-first onto his knees! COACH That's gotta hurt! Alex pulls Nate up to his feet, and locks in an abdominal stretch. But, he falls back to a seated position and rolls Nate onto his shoulders for a pinning predicament... 1... 2... Kickout! Alex rolls through immediately into a seated abdominal stretch. Nate can't find an escape, so he starts kicking upward with his free leg, connecting with a few knees to Alex's face. He then is able to get enough momentum to wrap his leg around Alex's head, and force him to break the hold by rolling him into an inverted victory roll cradle... 1... 2... Kickout! Both competitors come up, and Nate goes for a flying headscissors. But, Alex puts him back down on his feet and hits a reverse DDT. He pulls Nate up, and pulls Nate's arms behind his back while placing one foot in the small of Nate's back before rolling onto his own back and putting the other foot in his back, forming a sick-looking inverted surfboard. Sean springboards to the top rope, and comes crashing down on Nate's stomach at a sick angle! COACH WHAT THE HELL? The crowd chants "NICE!" at what they just saw, as Sean runs back to his corner immediately, and Alex scoots over to tag him in. He immediately goes for the pin... 1... 2... Kickout! Sean's in shock from the kickout! He pulls Nate up, and hooks him for an Ace Crusher before turning it around into a falling reverse DDT. Sean then comes off of the ropes, and hits a mind-blowing running 450 splash! He goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. He pulls Nate up, and shoves him into a neutral corner. He grabs his arm and pulls him out of the corner, before pulling him back in with a turnaround whip into a hurricanrana that sends him face-first into the middle turnbuckle! Sean quickly pulls him down, laying in front of the corner. Sean gets in the corner, slings up, and hits an incredible corkscrew split-legged moonsault! He goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Sean immediately tags in Alex after the kickout, who pulls Nate up and lifts him onto his shoulders. He tosses him off, and dumps him onto Sean's knee gut-first. Alex pulls Nate off of the mat as Sean goes to the apron, and connects with yet another European uppercut. Alex then lifts Nate over his shoulder, looking to be going for an over-the-shoulder powerslam. But, he then drops down to his knees, basically dropping Nate gut-first onto his shoulder. COLE Nice variation of the gutbuster... COACH Haven't they all been? Alex then comes off of the ropes and hits a running double-kneedrop to the stomach before slowly pulling Nate up, wasting a whole lot of time jawing with the official. He then lifts Nate up to go for the Border City Driver (cross-legged fisherman's Michinoku Driver), but Nate's able to fight his way out and roll Alex into a pinning predicament... 1... 2... Kickout! Both competitors come off of the mat, and Nate connects with a discus backhand strike to Alex's face. Alex pops up, and both competitors go down via stereo flying forearms to the face. They then slowly crawl towards their corners, hoping to get the tags in... COLE Maybe Nate can actually get the tag out this time to his fresh partner, Mikey... They both get closer and closer to their partners, and the crowd claps in unison, trying to encourage Nate to tag out...and Alex tags out to Sean first! Sean dives at Nate, but fails, as Nate finally gets the hot tag to his brother Mikey, and the crowd erupts! COACH Mikey Tethers has finally entered the match! He comes in, fists-a-fury, sending Sean back into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. He whips Sean off to the ropes, and Sean goes for a flying headscissors, but Mikey reverses with a quesadora (tilt-a-whirl backbreaker)! Mikey pulls Sean up, and connects with ten repeated, loud chops to the chest, switching off hands on each one. COLE OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! He whips Sean off to the ropes, and hits a nice rydeen bomb (Sky High/armpit-lift sitdown bomb). But, he doesn't stay with it, and immediately comes back up to his feet. Sean stumbles up to his feet, and walks right into a series of punches to the face. He then gets whipped off to the ropes, and runs right into a front dropkick that sends him through the ropes and to the floor. COACH When you're wrestling guys like Nate and Mikey Tethers, and they're elevated above you, you're in no-man's land! Mikey comes off the ropes on the other side of the ring, and runs towards the side that Sean's on. Alex puts his leg out between the top and middle ropes, trying to intercept any dives...but Mikey dives over the top rope, bypassing the block and hitting an amazing tope con hilo (flip dive over the top rope) onto Sean! The crowd chants "O-A-OAST!" at the great dive. COLE niceNICE! Mikey gets up and pulls Alex Bryant off of the apron, immediately sending him down with a superkick to the jaw. He then throws Sean back into the ring and goes to the apron, where he springboards to the top rope and connects with a beautiful flipping senton. He goes for the pin... 1.... 2.... Kickout! Mikey immediately pulls Sean up, and lifts him for a side suplex. But, he flips him over his back and brings him down in a bulldog! COACH Very Teddy Hart-like there... He goes for the pin... 1... 2... Kickout! Mikey pulls Sean up, and lifts him for a slam. But, he then tosses Sean up and brings him down hard with a sitdown powerbomb! Cover... 1... 2... Alex slides back into the ring out of nowhere and breaks it up! Alex pulls Mikey up and whips him off to the ropes, as the referee's quickly losing control of this bout. Mikey leapfrogs Alex on the way back and puts the brakes on. Alex turns around, and walks right into a spinning wheel kick from Mikey. Sean has stumbled up to his feet and runs at Mikey. But, Mikey sees him coming, and brings him down with a hiptoss backbreaker! COLE Mikey Tethers is like a house of fire! Mikey signals to the air, and goes to the top rope. He looks around at the crowd to get support, but takes too much time, as Alex is able to pop onto his feet and run into the top rope to crotch Mikey. He climbs to the middle rope and hooks Mikey for a superplex. But, right then, Nate rushes back into the ring and forearms Alex in the back before setting him up on his shoulders in an electric chair... COACH What could they be setting up here? Mikey rises to his feet on the top rope while turning around. He then reaches back and hooks Alex's head over his shoulder. He flips backwards....DOOMSDAY SLICED BREAD #2! When landing, Mikey lands in moonsault-like fashion on Sean, who he then goes for the pin on... 1... 2.... THREE! BUFFER Sean Bryant has been eliminated! COLE Folks...this might not look good... The camera closes in on Sean, showing that when Mikey landed, he somehow crashed down on Sean's arm, snapping it in half just about. COACH I'm being told that our bosses want us to go to a commercial break while we get this whole thing settled. We'll be back in a few. (COMMERCIAL BREAK) COLE We're back. During the break, Sean Bryant, who suffered what looks to be an unfortunate arm injury as an effect of the amazing double-team Sliced Bread #2 on his partner, was helped to the back right after elimination. COACH The only positive, if we can say that, is that it's given the other three time to rest, and now that they're in their corners and Sean's being taken care of in the back, we can restart the match. *DING* Alex charges at both Bryants, but he runs into a double boot to the mid-section. COLE It looks like the referee's just going to let this go as is, without any tagging. Both Bryants latch onto Alex, and hit a big double gutwrench suplex. Nate and Mikey immediately come to their feet, as Nate gives Mikey his foot. Mikey then launches Nate's foot up, assisting his brother in a big moonsault. Nate goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Nate pulls Alex up, and whips him off to the ropes. Alex comes back, and runs right into a tilt-a-whirl lift into over-the-shoulder powerslam positioning. Mikey hooks Alex's head and arm, and both Tetherses bring him down with a double-team elevated Flatliner. Both Tetherses come up, and Nate jumps into wheelbarrow position on Mikey, who then lifts his brother up and drops him with a cannonball senton onto Alex Bryant! COLE He just used his brother as a weapon! Mikey then leaps to the second rope, and hits a turnaround legdrop. He goes for the cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Mikey lifts Alex up, and hooks Alex's head over his shoulder. Nate grabs Mikey's leg, and flips him over, helping him hit a standing Sliced Bread #2! Cover! 1... 2... KICKOUT! Nate and Mikey get up, and literally discuss their next move. Nate then pulls Alex up, as Mikey goes to the top rope. Nate then lifts Alex up in an electric chair on his shoulders. Mikey yells "IT'S OVER!" and launches off the top rope. But, Alex swings and hits Mikey in the nuts in mid-air! Alex immediately fights his way out of the electric chair with repeated punches to the top of Nate's skull. COLE That's a first! Alex walks over to Mikey, who's holding himself on the ground, and pulls him up. He lifts him cross-legged, and nails the Border City Driver! Alex cradles the legs... 1... 2... THREE! BUFFER Mikey Tethers has been eliminated! COLE It's down to Nate Tethers and Alex Bryant: who will get the shot at the HI-YAH Jr. Heavyweight Title at World Without End?!?! Alex immediately gets ahold of Nate, who he kicks in the stomach and forces down on all fours before doing the La Magistral arm crank and sitting back to roll Nate on his shoulders... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE I think that's one of those odd pinning combinations he's been working on at the Malibu School. Both competitors come up, and Alex acts like he's going to throw a forearm, causing Nate to duck and leaving him wide open for an Oklahoma Roll... 1... 2... Kickout! Both competitors come up, and Alex puts Nate in a rear waistlock. He then goes into a reverse pumphandle (hooking both of the opponent's arms under his own legs) and flips him onto his back. Alex hops over Nate, and bridges back, tucking Nate's legs up at his shoulders... 1... 2... Kickout! Both competitors come up, and Alex scores with a double legsweep. He keeps ahold of the legs, and falls forward into an Alligator Press (falls forward, forcing weight to push opponent's legs down so that his ankles are touching his shoulders)... 1.... 2... Kickout! Both come back up, and Alex kicks Nate in the stomach. He grabs Nate's far arm and steps over it before hooking the far arm and rolling forward, trapping Nate in a crucifix-type manuever... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Both come up again, and Alex hops over Nate's shouders, hooking himself around Nate for a Code Red. But, Alex sends his momentum backwards to roll Nate forward and into a sunset cradle... 1... 2... Kickout! Both competitors come up again, but Nate ducks a punch from Alex. Nate then hops up on Alex's shoulders and goes for a reverse hurricanrana. But, Alex keeps ahold of Nate in the electric chair and bridges back with an ocean cyclone suplex!... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Alex pulls a dazed and dizzied Nate up, and hooks him for a Russian legsweep. But, he then rolls Nate forward and into an inverted side cradle... 1.... 2.... KICKOUT! Both competitors come up, and Alex bends down for a legsweep. But, Nate leaps over him and goes for a sunset flip! However, Alex sits down and hooks Nate's legs for a pinning cradle of his own... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Both competitors come up, and Alex ducks underneath an attempted clothesline, hooking the arm while doing so. He brings Nate down with a sitdown backslide... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Nate rolls out of it and knees Alex in the face before Alex can get back up to his feet. He pulls Alex up and hooks him in a front facelock. Alex then jumps to the second rope and spins while jumping, trying to go for a tornado DDT. However, Alex is able to shift the momentum and put Nate in fireman's position to reverse, before bridging back into a bridged Samoan Drop pin... 1.... 2.... Kickout! Alex goes for the sunset flip as soon as he gets to his feet, and brings Nate over. But instead of sticking with it, he starts rolling around in a circle around the ring, spinning Nate's entire body with his legs in a move called the Kiwi Roll. He stops after ten rotations and keeps him down for the pin... 1... 2.... KICKOUT! Alex comes up immediately, and Nate follows, albeit really dizzy. Alex pulls him in by the arm and tries to take him down for the Border City Stretch (crossface, but with the arm usually hooked between the attacker's leg put behind his neck), but Nate sees it coming and rolls out. Both competitors quickly back up to their feet, and Alex scores with a snapmare out of nowhere. He keeps Nate in a seated position and puts his legs around Nate's head before hooking his toes under Nate's thighs and sitting down on his BUTT for a pinning predicament... 1.... 2.... THREE! BUFFER Your winner of the contest, and going on to meet Yuji Chusaki at World Without End for the HI-YAH Jr. Heavyweight Title, Alex Bryant! COLE He said he would do it in the interview backstage, and he did it! Alex Bryant showcased some of those odd pinning combinations that we've heard he's been practicing, and they paid off well. COACH So, it'll be Chusaki vs. Alex Bryant for the HI-YAH Junior Heavyweight Title, Sunday, October 31st, live on Pay-Per-View...it's the high-flying foreign sensation against the mat technicican prodigy! More HD in Three! (Go to break)

OAOAST HeldDOWN~! We enjoy the sounds of “I Like” by Katy Rose before being attacked by the logo! FIREWORKS! FANS! HELDDOWN! HOORAY! TRIPLE C! COLE Folks, welcome to Baltimore, Maryland for exciting another edition of HeldDOWN! I’m Michael Cole, joined by Caboose and the Coach! We’ve got some amazing action in store for you tonight! COACH BIG FALL OUT! CABOOSE No doubt. Last weeks show was the craziest I’ve ever seen! Hells Hitmen and GPX were ambushed by almost every major team in the tag division, wrecking their tag team cage match! The Love Doctors tried to kill the Frankenstieners! Ragdoll tried to light Axel on fire! Holly-Wood tried to slit Tiffany’s throat! Panther and Drek stone tried to claim victory in the round robin tournament... COACH And Mikey tried to touch my penis. COLE I did not! COACH Well you wanted to. COLE Shut it! Let’s just start the show. A BLACK REEF stands in the ring as we return from break. The camera pans back and we see JAMES E. CORNETTE, manager of the New New Midnight Express, appropriately attired in an all black polyster suit with JINGUS' MASK placed over his TENNIS RACKET, standing alongside the reef, with a poster next to it reading: "See you in heav...Oh, you won't be there-- With hatred, NNMX". CORNETTE Uninvited guests, we are gathered here to celebrate, not mourn, the departure of two of the biggest, ugliest, horrorific wrestlers that have ever graced a wrestling ring -- Hell's Hitmen. But do not cry, for they have gone to a better place, a place where they no longer live in fear of the New New Midnight Express. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, let's celebrate! Let's celebrate the men who freed the OAOAST of those two waste of sperm. Ladies and gentlemen, here they are. They have more hits than Elvis & the Beatles combine. "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned, the New New Midnight Express! "Chase" hits, and "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned emerge on the stage to an ungodly amount of boos. Like their manager, the NNMX are dressed in black -- long black robes. They know tonight isn't the time to be wearing their silvery vests. The New New Midnight Express casually strut to the ring, making an "X" with their index fingers as they soak in the boos from the fans, sarcastically pretending to shed tears, while they carve "MX" in the air. COLE I can't believe how proud these guys are. Last week, on HeldDown, they mutilated The Sadist's forehead with a tiny piece of razor blade. All of the OAOAST offices -- OAOAST Towers, OAOAST Center -- were all flooded with complaints about the mature violence that occured during the House of Pain match, which was scheduled to be a tag team title rematch from Dirty Deeds between Hell's Hitmen & the Global Party XChange. But as we found out, it was an elaborate plan concocted by Jim Cornette to take out the Hitmen. CABOOSE Jim Cornette interrupted an interview Jesse "The Body" Ventura was conducting with GPX, politely asking Scotty & Johnny if they accepted the challenge issued by the New New Midnight Express. Since losing the tag team championship in a 3-Way TLC match at AngleSlam, the New New Midnight Express haven't been granted a return match, something that was written in their contract. GPX then went into roid rage, threatening Jim-- COLE That's a lie! You can't explain anything without spinning it. Jim Cornette insulted GPX on a number of occasions. After taking a massive amount of verbal abuse from that loudmouth, GPX were set to shut him up their way -- the hard way. Simon & Ned attacked them from behind, locking Scotty inside one of the lockers. Then, for whatever reason, The Muses went after Hell's Hitmen. COACH Short story: the New New Midnight Express laid the smackdown on GPX & Hell's Hitmen. They used bats on GPX, ether to knock out Hell's Hitmen, duct taped The Sadist's straitjacket together and carved "MX" into his forehead. So brutal, TSM has forbidden us from ever airing it again. But you can relive the shocking moments at our media section on OAOAST.com. Cornette, Simon & Ned all share an emotional hug, wiping away "tears." CORNETTE Simon, Ned...I know how close you were with Jingus & The Sadist, and how heart broken you are due to their demise, but since we're here to celebrate, not mourn, I figured we'd talk about our match against Hell's Hitmen at World Without End being called off. COLE What?! Since when has that been the case? I haven't heard anything about that. CORNETTE "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned are disappointed they will not be able to showcase their tremendous wrestling ability at World Without End, but this being an election year, and with the negativity our public leaders display nowadays, we prefer to talk about the positive things in life, like how the departure from this world without end saved Hell's Hitmen from another major league ass-kicking at the hands of the New New Midnight Express. SIMON (sarcastically) So sad, as they were great wrestlers. NED Jimmy, it pains me to say this, considering they're our friends and all, but to be quite honest, Hell's Hitmen suck! We completely annihilate those freakjobs, to the point we've runned them out of town. We're not going to apologize about anything. We're proud of our actions. They suck, we rule! Now that we have Halloween night off, I now what I'll be doing -- scoring with all the ladies! And a note to all the chicks in Baltimore: Look, but don't touch. My body's like milk, because I do the body good. CORNETTE (chuckles) Beautiful -- and I don't mean the ladies in Baltimore. Not only did we run Hell's Hitmen out of town, nobody's heard a peep from them. Guys, I wouldn't be too embarrassed. At least your tombstones will read: "Crushed at the hands of Jim Cornette's New New Midnight Express, the greatest tag team man ever knew." Ha ha! What the hell do you want? "COWBOY" BILL WATTS, Chairman of the OAOAST board of directors, enters the ring. WATTS First of all, I don't have to answer anything to you. Got it, fat boy? Since I have a voice in signing match contracts, I'm here with a few announcements. One: Black T & Los Infernales have been fined $5,000 and suspended one week without pay. The Love Doctors have also been $10,000 for enjecting the Frankensteiners with needles. This isn't New York, and I don't expect our talent to come up with clever ways to enhance their bodies. Two: You, Simon Singleton & Ned Blanchard have been fined $15,000 for your actions last week. Cornette & the NNMX go ballistic. WATTS (CON'TD) You wanna go around hitting people with baseball bats, handcuffing people to cages after knocking them out with ether, and carving Holiday messages into their foreheads? Where I come from, we don't hit people from behind. If two guys have a problem they take it out back and hook 'em up! CORNETTE This isn't Bonanza, and you aren't on the Ponderosa. WATTS The New New Midnight Express' theme song is called "Chase", and by all accounts that's what you've done to Hell's Hitmen -- chase them out of the OAOAST. Yeah, the Midnights won't be facing Hell's Hitmen at World Without End. We tried contacting any known family members to no avail. We've received numerous tips concerning their whereabouts -- nothing. But you know why I decided not to suspend all 3 of your asses? Because the Worlds tag team champions want a piece of your ass at World Without End! Big POP. Cornette's whining turns to jubilee. He got what he's wanted for months, a tag team title return match. WATTS (CONT'D) Some critics out there will say you're being rewarded for your dirty deeds. Not true. Yes, the NNMX haven't had their automatic return title shot granted, and I gave serious thought to revoking that right as punishment, but when the champs came up to me and said we want this match, I gave it to them. The OAOAST is about the best facing the best, and without question GPX & the NNMX are two of the best tag teams in the world today. Last but certainly not least, we have added another match to tonight's card. Send a ref out from the back, because the NNMX are gonna be in tag team action right now! Cornette becomes incense. CORNETTE Whoa, whoa, whoa! Against who? WATTS Just a couple of good ol' boys who love that old-time rock 'n' roll. Good luck tonight and at World Without End. The opening notes to Bob Seger's "Old time Rock 'n' Roll" begins playing, and out come, to a very nice ovation...THE ROCK 'N' ROLL EXPRESS! * DING DING DING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from the Darkside, weighing 465 pounds, Jim Cornette presents... "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned, the New New Midnight Express! Their opponents, from the Volunteer state, Ricky & Robert, the Rock 'n' Roll Express! Smiles on their faces, Ricky & Robert boogie down the aisles, slapping hands with many of the fans ringside. Jim Cornette's face is one of horror and disbelief. He throws a fit in the ring. Jumping up and down, throwing his racket to the ground, saying "No, no, no! Not them." COLE Oh, my! 5-time NWA & 10-time Smoky Mountain Wrestling tag team champions, the Rock 'n' Roll Express. Longtime fans remember the classic battles the Rock 'n' Roll Express had with the Midnight Express throughout the 1980s. It all began in 1984, when the Rock 'n' Roll Express were battling the Dennis Condrey/Bobby Eaton version of the Midnight Express. When Stan Lane replaced Condrey, the hatred between the two sides didn't subside, it grew. Only one of the Rock 'n' Rolls NWA tag title wins came at the hands of the Midnight Express. When Jim Cornette formed the Heavenly Bodies in Smoky Mountain Wrestling, he'd continue to battle the Rock 'n' Roll Express, trading the SMW tag titles a number of times. CABOOSE Is J.R. feeding you info from your headset? We all know you, Michael Cole. Don't tell me you knew that off-hand. COLE There were rumblings inside OAOAST Towers that Bill Watts was going to punishing the NNMX due to their actions last week. The the Rock 'n' Roll Express' name kept being brought up because of their history with Jim Cornette. The history between those two is incredible. CABOOSE Why didn't anybody bother to tell Jim Cornette about what was being planned at the offices? COLE Nobody likes him. COACH The Coach likes him. As Ricky & Robert enter the jungles of a OAOAST ring, they immediately come under fire from their younger opponents. The Rock 'n' Roll Express & the New New Midnight Express engage in a pier-six brawl, beating the hell out of each other with chops and punches. Both Midnights whipped into the ropes. BACK BODYDROP. Ricky Morton with a dropkick on "Sarcastic" Simon Singleton. Simon hightails it outside, leaving his partner to get clotheslined over the top rope to the arena floor. The Rock 'n' Roll Express remove their t-shirts and play up to the crowd. Their bodies look a little older, but their hearts still full of youthful spirit. Jim Cornette regroups outside with Simon & Ned. TRIPLE COCONUT! CABOOSE Illegal double-team! That's how you lose brainpower. Ricky & Robert high-five in the ring, while "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned pace outside. Gibson & Singleton will start things off for their respective teams. But not before Jim Cornette hops on the apron and has one final group meeting with his men. Collar-and-elbow tieup. Simon backs Gibson against the ropes. Singleton's forearm placed on the veteran's chest, dangerously close to the throat. Referee Charles Robinson calling for a clean break. Will we get one? Yes--no! Singleton tried to catch the wile veteran with that wicked right hand of his, but Robert Gibson moved out of the way, and now Simon's the one caught in the corner, getting nailed on the head with right hands, as the crowd counts the number of punches Gibson throws. Gibson hammering Singleton in the corner with kneelifts, then hip tossing him out of the corner. HEAD SCISSORS TAKEDOWN. Simon is taken down again with a head scissors. Gibson applies a wristlock. Tag made. Gibson extends Simon's arm out so Morton can come off the middle turnbuckle with a double axe handle. The wristlock is re-applied. Ricky Morton wrenches the arm, adding further pressure. Simon balls up the fist but Charles Robinson tells him to keep it open. You can tell Simon is thinking of ways to escape. He decides on a drop toe hold into a headlock, successfully freeing himself of the wristlock. Now, Morton is the one faced with escaping a hold. Simon gets caught with a back suplex. Ricky Morton with an armdrag. And another. Singleton nearly gets hip tossed to the other side of the ring. Ricky whips him into the corner. MONKEYFLIP! Sarcastic Simon staggers to his feet. Ricky hops on his shoulders, and brings him down with a HURRICARANA! 1... 2... KICK OUT! Ricky tags in Robert. DOUBLE-TEAM SUPLEX gets two. Jim Cornette & Narcissistic Ned are going crazy on the outside, upset about the illegal double-teaming. Simon swings and misses. ATOMIC DROP. Uh-oh. Sarcastic Simon is caught in the Rock 'n' Roll Express' corner. He's become a human punching bag, taking Ricky & Robert's best shots. The fans count allow as Robert Gibson smashes Simon's head into the top turnbuckle. Scoope slam, then the tag made to Ricky Morton. Robert positions himself in the corner, as Ricky climbs to the top. COACH They're going for the Rocket Launcher, guys! That's one of the Midnight Express' trademark moves. CABOOSE Gimmick infringement! I can't belive the referee is allowing all this illegal double-teaming. ROCKET LAUNCHER! 1... 2... NED BREAKS UP THE PIN. COACH Damn, the Midnights were one second away from losing to the Rock 'n' Roll Express. The Rock 'n' Roll Express! That would be like Jimmy Carter coming back and winning the Presidential election. CABOOSE Those two old farts ought be helping Carter build houses, not wrestling in a OAOAST ring! Charles Robinson orders Narcissistic Ned to return to his corner. Cornette is flipping out, because Robinson didn't say one word when the RNRs were double-teaming the NNMX. Cornette huffs and puffs at Robinson's direction, but Charles isn't backing down, standing his ground. COACH Charles in charge! COLE Look at him acting so big and bad. He thinks he's John Wayne or something. Simon & Ned are holding Cornette back, but he wants a piece of Robinson. COACH He's gettin' serious, M.C. COLE Oh, he took off his coat. How lovely. Charles Robinson takes off his referee's shirt, showing off his scrawny but battled tested physique. CABOOSE I can't believe Huey Lewis faciliated a fight between a referee & manager. COACH Fight! Fight! The RNRs & NNMX have become the cornermen for Charles Robinson & Jim Cornette. RNRs for Robinson, NNMX for their manager. Charles floats like a butterfly -- we'll soon find out if he stings like a bee. But we know he isn't Muhammad Ali. Robinson ducks a right -- a very weak-looking right -- from Cornette and comes back with jabs to Corny's meaty body. Charles bounces around the ring with his arms raised to the cheers of the crowd. Red-faced, Cornette takes a few steps back and points his index finger at Charles. "I must break you," he says. Cornette, letting out a war cry that sounds more like a woman faking an orgasm, charges Robinson. Charles moves out of the way and catches Cornette with a vicious 1-2 punch, knocking Cornette through the ropes. The crowd goes crazy for the knockout. The Rock 'n' Roll Express raise Charles' arms in the air. He soaks in the cheers before putting his ref's shirt back on. COACH Charles in charge of Corny's days and his nights. Sticking up for their fallen manager, the New New Midnight Express chase Charles Robinson around the ring, but he has backup -- the Rock 'n' Roll Express! Thumb to the eyes stop the RNRs in their tracks. The NNMX have Ricky & Robert in two seperate corners. They Irish-whip them towards each other, but Ricky leapfrogs over Robert and catches Ned with a DIVING CLOTHESLINE! Robert hits Simon with a FLYING FOREARM. Morton & Gibson drag the NNMX to the center of the ring and apply the figure-four. DOUBLE FIGURE-FOURS! Charles Robinson asks Narcissistic Ned whether he wants to quit. Shaking off the cobwebs, Jim Cornette rakes the eyes of Robert Gibson. Cornette trash-talks Ricky Morton from the outside, allowing Simon to discreetly climb to the top rope. Cornette smiles at Morton who turns his head to the other side of the ring...FLYING KNEEDROP! Morton lets go of the figure-four and rolls around in pain. Simon drove the knee right on his throat. Narcissistic Ned slides under the bottom rope and lies on the ring apron, holding his knee. Simon covers Morton. 1... 2... PIN BROKEN UP. Robert Gibson pulled Simon off. Ned stretches his knee on the apron. Simon with the tag. Ned shakes off his leg, enters the ring...SLINGSHOT SUPLEX! The NNMX with another quick tag. Ned launches Simon into the air... THE ROCKET LAUNCHER! CABOOSE That's how it's done. 1... 2... AGAIN, THE PIN IS BROKEN UP. COLE Obviously frustrated, Simon gets in Robert Gibson's face-- oh! Gibson with a right hand. Simon heads back to his corner for another quick tag. "Narcissistic" Ned Blanchard twirls his hips, then drops the forearm across the throat of Ricky Morton. Reverse chinlock applied. The strategy of the New New Midnight Express is simple: keep Ricky Morton near their corner, and from getting any breathers. Chants of "ROCK 'N' ROLL" kick up in the arena, but it's going to take more than 10,000-plus fans to help Ricky. CABOOSE Yeah. A jumper cable's more like it. COLE That doesn't even deserve a response. CABOOSE You being alive doesn't deserve the oxygen. Ricky Morton battles to his feet, the adrenaline beginning to kick in. Morton breaks free, but Ned keeps him near the NNMX's corner with a droptoe hold, and tags in Simon. Singleton off the ropes with an elbow drop to the back of the head. Textbook Midnight Express adopted by the new class. Kneedrop on the back of the neck, followed by a modified camel clutch. Simon doesn't have the arms draped across the knees, just wrenching the neck back. Robert Gibson rallies the crowd, giving his partner the strength to push up, but Simon uses his own body -- his BUTT -- to CANNONBALL THE BACK, keeping Morton grounded. Ricky attempt to push out of it again, but like before, Simon's BUTT crashes down on the back. "Give up, you piece of scum," Cornette shouts from ringside. Morton gives it one last go, his tongue hanging out of his mouth like a dog thristy for a drink of water. And just like the previous two times, "Sarcastic" Simon jumps up in the air, but instead of coming down on Morton's back, he comes CRASHING DOWN...on Ricky's SHINS. Simon is frozen over Ricky Morton. SMALL PACKAGE. 1... 2... NED WITH THE DOUBLE AXE HANDLE! COACH Another save! Both teams have had their fair share of saves. Cornette's probably lost about 20 pounds worrying. COLE Ricky is crawling to his corner. He's taking such a beating, now he has to make the tag. But can he? Does Ricky have enough left in him? "Narcissistic" Ned enters the ring and nails Robert Gibson with a reverse elbow, knocking him off the ring apron, then drags Ricky Morton back to the NNMX's corner. Jim Cornette keeps Charles Robinson distracted by theatening to hit Robert Gibson with the tennis racket, allowing Simon & Ned to whip Ricky into the ropes for THE FLAPJACK. COLE "NARCISSISTIC" NED WITH THE COVER! But he ISN'T THE LEGAL MAN! CABOOSE I saw a tag. Clear as day. 1... COLE I don't believe this. 2... Just as Charles Robinson's hand was about to come down for 3, he stops, telling Ned he isn't the legal man. Ned & Jim Cornette unsuccessfully argue a tag was made. Referee Charles Robinson starts administering the 5 count Ned has to return to his corner. In his final act, Blanchard bodyslams Ricky. Simon's perched on the top! FLYING LEGDROP... MISSES! COLE Simon was going for the Alabama Jam. Yes, he's from South Carolina, but the move is named after the perfector of the Alabama Jam -- "Beautiful" Bobby Eaton. This time Ricky won't bother crawling to his corner, he's gonna walk there. Narcissistic" Ned with A HANDFUL OF MULLET. BICYCLE KICK! Ned used Ricky's out of date, but trademark hairstyle, in effort to keep him from making the tag, but Ricky caught him with a bicycle kick. Morton sommersaults to his corner, making the HOT TAG! 1... 2... KICKOUT! COLE Whether the crowd knew who the Rock 'n' Roll Express were before this bout, they sure do now. A thunderous ovation for the tag. CABOOSE When you have two great teams in the ring, nothing beats the excitement of tag team wrestling. Maybe I should come out of retirement and form a tag team. Nah. I'd rather sit here and collect the huge paychecks I get just for working 2 hours a week. Gibson comes in a house afire. Both Midnights go down. Bodyslam. One for Simon as well. Gibson ducks a clothesline, hitting Ned with one of his own. Simon swings through a right -- atomic drop. Back suplex gets two. Kneelift sends Ned outside. Simon with a SWINGING NECKBREAK-- no, Gibson countered it into a BACKSLIDE. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Ricky joins his partner. They're waiting for Simon to get up. CABOOSE No, don't tell me. This move makes me more sick than Hogan's big boot/legdrop combo. DOUBLE DROPKICK! CABOOSE I feel like throwing up. COACH I feel like makin' love. CABOOSE Hey, that's the first word you've spoken in over 10 minutes. And not surprising, it was about sex. When you have a kid, I'm sure his first word will be "boner." COLE This could be it. The longtime finishing double-team move of the Rock 'n' Roll Express! A move that has won them many matches over the last 20 years. Ricky Morton counts along with the fans and referee. 1... 2... Jim Cornette takes a swing at Ricky Morton's legs with the tennis racket. Morton pulls Cornette up onto the ring apron. Robert Gibson has "Sarcastic" Simon pinned in the ring, he's slamming his hand on the mat, but the referee is trying to set Cornette free. Gibson is on his knees screaming for the referee to count the fall. "Narcissistic" Ned sneaks up from behind... SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD. Simon cradles Gibson. Morton pops Cornette, the referee turns around, Ned pulls Ricky down and holds his legs. Charles Robinson with the count. 1... 2... 3! * DING DING DING DING * Ricky Morton dives on Simon, but it's too late. BUFFER The winners of the match, "Sarcastic" Simon & "Narcissistic" Ned, the New New Midnight Express! COLE Ricky Morton is confused. The Rock 'n' Roll Express hit "Sarcastic" Simon with the double dropkick, a move that has won them countless matches over the course of 20 years, and it looked like Ricky & Robert would make a successful debut in the OAOAST, but you can never count out a Jim Cornette-led team. HELDDOWN~!REPLAY Presented by Star Wars Trilogy DVD Available now! Jim Cornette uses the racket to swing at Ricky Morton's legs... Cornette pulled onto the ring apron... Gibson has Singleton pinned in the ring... slamming his hand on the mat, but the referee is busy with Ricky Morton & Jim Cornette... On his knees, Gibson is screaming for the referee... SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD... Simon with the cradle... Morton punches Cornette, the referee turns around, Ned pulls Ricky down as Charles Robinson counts to 3. CABOOSE (Voice Over) Being a managerial genius, Cornette distracted Ricky Morton, allowing "Narcissistic" Ned to hit Robert Gibson with a superkick. Simon cradles Gibson, 1-2-3. The NNMX go to the pay winda, as the "American Dream" Dusty Rhodes would say in public, if you will. COLE Let's go back to the ring! The New New Midnight Express have attacked the Rock 'n' Roll Express from behind. That's one awful habit they've developed. Jim Cornette hammers Ricky Morton with the racket. Simon & Ned are working over Robert Gibson pretty good. The crowd goes wild. THE GLOBAL PARTY XCHANGE! GPX & the NNMX slug it out in the ring. Neither team giving an inch. Jim Cornette sneaks behind Johnny "Jam" Jackson with the racket cocked, but the Rock 'n' Roll Express rip it out of Cornette's hands and deck him. Ricky & Robert join Scotty & Johnny in taking care of the NNMX. Ricky & Scotty and Robert & Johnny pair off... DOUBLE DROPKICK on the New New Midnight Express! Simon & Ned bail out of the ring. Old school sharing the spotlight with new school. COLE Oh, yeah! Rock 'n' roll will live forever! CABOOSE Oh, shut up. You sound as bad as J.R. before he was saved by being around two men who live in the fastlane. COACH I liked that show. It had Kelly, from Saved by the Bell, on it CABOOSE Where is it now, hmm? COACH The Coach thinks it ought be on TVLand. Classic show. In a world full of posers, phonies, and pure wannabees there finally emerges a group which has come to set the record straight. so, all you suckers better recognize, ya heard can you say uhhh na na na na... Cornette goes nutty when Ricky Morton throws his tennis racket into the crowd. The RNRs say "I love you" in sign language. James E. Cornette responds with his own form of sign language -- his middle finger. The Global Party XChange & the Rock 'n' Roll Express boogie in the ring, as we... (Cut to the backstage area, where Josh Matthews is standing by with the Bryant Cousins.) JOSH I'm Josh Matthews, standing by with two of the men that are going to be competing for a shot at the HI-YAH Jr. Heavyweight Title at World Without End tonight, Sean and Alex Bryant. Your guys' thoughts? SEAN Yo, wazzup, J-Math? Click this on your browser: you see, me and Alex here, we be a unit. We be blood, yo. Understandin' me here, Jo-Ma? Tonight, servitiude is gonna go down, slice on the back-low! Ninja ninja what what! (does random spinny breakdance move on floor then pops up and grabs Josh's microphone) Tonight, just like Josh here just got...you foo's are gonna get SERVED! ALEX (Directs Josh's microphone towards his mouth) I don't really say much; I usually let my work in the ring do my talking. But tonight, Tethers Brothers...we're not going into that match as two wrestlers seperately wanting a shot at the most prestigious lightweight wrestling title in the world. We're a team first and foremost; a team that doesn't like you. I don't care if I have to stretch you into a pretzel, drop you on your heads, or tie you up in a ball and roll you on your shoulders in one of the ways I've figured out how to during my private sessions, "having fun" with the students over at the Malibu School. The fact of the matter is, no matter which one of us gets the job done, we will defeat you. The time for talking is overwith. (The Bryants walk off-set.) JOSH There you have it, folks. We'll be back with more of OAOAST HeldDOWN here from the Baltimore Civic center. (go to break) (return from break)

Never. ATTN. spoke at my high school graduation. EAT THAT!

Okey dokey pokey. Zack, I sent you what I got. Keep them bitches comin because I drink a lot.

I do know. Send it. There aren't enough matches!

Is this man still alive? I haven't seen him in ages.

eye think he was paying u a compliment.

Yo Crystal~! I'ma bust one time, bust two times And the third time yo' ass is mine Go down for the count, "she can't get up!" DAMN! she fell n' she can't get up!

SLAM! LET THE BOYZ BE BOYZ! roster list There's a roster list for you, Phenom. Its ever so slightly out of date. Check the character specs thread if you want UP TO THE MINUTE STATS!

Was it Ahmed Johnson?

Hoff is the greatest person ever. Edit: I mean that.

To echo what my main man, Hoff, said; you can debut at WWE if you'd like. You actually don't need anyone's permission to appear on a show. Edit: I edited that photo you sent me into your character specs. Consider it commemorated.

I take care of those who take care of their's. We get ours. Oh stop! You're just saying that because I had Caboose say that Black T was the best tag team.

ACK-SHEW-UL FEED BACK!!!!!!!! The cage match was mother fucking certifiable, man! On the straight up real shit. Tony must’ve lost his mind when he wrote that one. All kinds of brutal insane shit going down! Best segment I’ve read in a long time. Fucking out of control man! Get down with the get down, Tony! WTF 4 REAL? Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologized a trillion times. Onto the rest of the show. Very good. Strong show. I knew a Chris Stevens heel turn was coming, but that didn’t make it any less welcome. He beat up on his fellow OAOAST enhancement talent? Who the fuck does he think is? Just because he’s got an entrance video, he thinks he’s all big time! I was wondering when he’d start getting involved with his former jobber buddies. Mike Hunt needs some love. hehheheheheeee. Crystal got into Hoff’s head tonight with some sound advice. I’m waiting for the skit where Hoff gets at Crystal by destroying the Coach. Although, I guess he’d be doing her a favor by smacking around the horny geek boy that salivates over her. But it would be like the Undertaker smacking up JR when he was feuding with Austin. If that never happened just ignore the previous sentence. Vut else? That was cool with The Love Doctors jacking the Frankensteiners’ title shot. The Frankensteiners done been bitchedddddddddd! Fuck Wu-Tang. It’s the Love Doctors who ain’t nuthin to fuck wit. I was surprised that they lost. However their loss preserves the integrity of Gangsta or Wanksta. Because of my psychic abilities I was able to see Ragdoll’s heel turn coming. Axel’s taken a lot of abuse. First getting a sledge hammer jammed in his face then getting fire spit in it. He needs a hug. *Hug* Damn you Saint Louis for not building a domed stadium! Dharma and Greg won’t come until like three am because of the Cards game. Oh, I thought this was the e-mail I was writing. NYU always looks for feedback, so Patty will provide him with what he seeks. I never know what to say about matches. Maybe that’s why I’m not rolling in pussy like my dawg Scott Keith! Good match that made both men look good, which is always important. NYU loves his spaces between counts. I love my Sugar free Cherry Jello. Anyway, this was a good piece of writing as well. NYU always does a good job of making his matches really dramatic if you dig me. Speaking of drama, we got a good one in the main event. It culminated in the home town boy scoring a huge victory in front of his people! Swell ball! Papa and NYU should produce and awesome tie breaking match next week! Why I think it could be match of the year! The best match in HeldDOWN history! No pressure, though. Newcomer, The Phenom had a nice debut promo. Short and sweet. Like me! Tee-heh! Did I forget anybody?

Crystal, we say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin

AWWW DAYUM!

AAAA-toowwwnn!!!!

CRAZY ASS SHIT, B!

Back in the club! Panther/Cappa has been edited in.

We cut to ringside, where Michael Buffer stands in the center of the ring with a mic in hand. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the final stop in the ROAD TO THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! We're greeted to the opening trumpets of DJ Kool's "Let Me Clear My Throat (Old School Reunion Mix)." The house lights drop, bright spotlights begin to circle the arena and the camera pans the arena, picking up numerous fans clapping along and dancing to the hip hop beat. A bright spotlight highlights the entrance as the Mad Cappa charges onto the stage with a look of determination on his face. He throws his hands into the air, garnering a mixed, but mostly positive crowd response before starting down the ramp towards ringside. BUFFER Introducing first: he hails from Anacostia, Washington, D.C. and weighs in tonight at 185 pounds, here is THE MAAAAAAAAAAD CAPPAAAAAA~! Cappa continues his path to ringside, tagging the hands of a few fans in the front row along the way. Once at ringside, Cappa slides into the ring and runs to the far corner, climbing to the second rope and raising his arms once more to play to the crowd. COLE There he is, fans...the man who came out of last week's show tied for first place in the Round Robin standings, and a man who quite frankly is in the driver's seat as far as this tournament goes, The Mad Cappa. What a big match this is. CABOOSE Yeah. Coming into tonight, Cappa and Blurricane may have been tied for first place with six points a piece, but that's not the case right now! Oh no! Michael, tell the people who's leading the pack right now! COLE Well...right now it's Drek Stone. CABOOSE YES! "Reckless" Drek Stone, my pick to win it all! COLE Yeah, Stone picked up a huge pinfall victory to bring his tally up to 7 points...one point ahead of Cappa. And that's what makes this match so important, 'Boose! A pinfall or a submission will bring this thing home for The Mad Cappa. A DQ or Count Out victory will leave him tied with Stone for first. Must-win situation for Cappa here...but a win is never guaranteed when you're in the ring with the likes of this man... Cappa's music fades out and "State Prop (You Know Us)" hits the PA system to a HUUUUUUUGE pop from the Philly crowd. The arena goes pitch black, and after approximately five seconds... *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!" A HUUUUUGE pyro blast rips through the stage, driving the crowd into a frenzy. Flashing red and white spotlights swarm the arena, roaming the crowd momentarily before converging on the entrance, where Panther appears with Tina through a thick cloud of smoke. Panther’s wearing a solid black cap and a “Panther’s Way” t-shirt (both autographed) over his trademark basketball jersey. With his trademark smirk on his face, Panther strolls out to the edge of the stage, where Tina gets down onto one knee in front of him. Panther takes a moment to scour the arena, then, as the horns begin to blare over the PA system, Panther slowly raises his hands into the air, holds the pose as bright white spotlights illuminate the set behind him, then snaps his hands down by his side as the spotlights disburse about the arena. Panther then steps over Tina and starts down the ramp with her following closely behind. BUFFER His opponent: hailing from PHILADELPHIA, PA (huge pop), being accompanied by Tina and weighing in at 194 pounds, here is the Champion of Champions...PAAAAAAAAAAAAANTHHHEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR~! The hometown pop brings a huge smile to Panther's face. He nears the bottom of the ramp, at which point Tina sprints past him and slides into the ring, turning back to face him just as he makes a vertical leap onto the apron. She walks over and holds the ropes for him, allowing him to step through and walk out to the center of the ring. Once there, Panther brushes both Buffer and referee Earl Hebner off to the side, then shoves Tina back down to a knee facing the camera. Shooting an intense glare into the crowd, Panther takes stance behind her, and as the horns begin to blare once more, four bright spotlights begin to roam the darkened arena to the beat of the music…getting brighter…and brighter…and brighter before converging on the center of the ring, where both Panther and Tina snap their right fists into the air and pyro explodes from all four ring posts. The flashing red and white spotlights return as Panther climbs the ropes and begins to play to the crowd. COLE What a response for Panther! These fans here in Philly are going absolutely wild for the Champion of Champions! CABOOSE Just further proof that these mutants here in Philly have no class whatsoever! These people here are nothing more than brain dead idiots! COLE Will you be nice?! Just once! CABOOSE It's not in my contract. COLE (sighs) Whatever. Things not looking too good for Panther coming into this thing, as thus far he's only been able to rack up 4 points. He's not out of the tournament, however. If he can get a submission victory here, he'll be tied with Drek Stone at 7! CABOOSE But that's a pretty big "if", Cole! Cappa may be dumb, but he's smart enough to know the situation Panther's in right now! Don't think he won't be on extra guard for any submission holds that Panther tries. COLE I'm sure he will be. Panther's music dies down and he takes a moment to confer with Tina in the corner. After a moment of conversation, the two share a kiss, and Tina exits the ring just as referee Hebner calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* COLE Here we go. This thing is underway. Chants of "LET'S GO PAN-THER" echo throughout the arena as the two men head out towards the center of the ring. Cappa reaches for a collar-and-elbow but Panther ducks under and picks his ankle, putting him flat on his back with a single-leg takedown. With Cappa's leg in hand, Panther goes right for a figure four, but Cappa kicks him away before he can get it applied. Undaunted, Panther goes right back for the leg, but Cappa presses his right boot into his chest, sending Panther tumbling to the canvas. Panther uses his momentum to roll right back to his feet and goes right back for Cappa leg,. Cappa tries once more to kick him away, but Panther swats the free leg away. Cappa tries it again, but to avail as Panther yanks on the other leg and drives his knee right into the insertion of the knee, causing Cappa to cry out in pain. He does this one more time before turning into Cappa's leg with a spinning toe-hold... CROWD WHOOOOOO~! The crowd "WHOOO's" in anticipation, but Cappa manages to pull himself underneath the ropes just before Panther's able to get the figure four applied! The ref calls for the break as Cappa clutches the bottom rope with both hands. REF. HEBNER C'mon, Panther! Break it up! 1...2...3... The crowd boos in the background as Panther releases Cappa's leg. COLE Panther going for the submission right off the bat. He realizes what's at stake here. Cappa slides out onto the apron as the ref ushers Panther out to the center of the ring. With Panther at bay, Cappa breathes a sigh of relief and pulls himself to a standing position. Panther moves right in on Cappa, only to catch a hard forearm to the face for his troubles. Cappa follows that up with a right hand before grabbing Panther and hooking him in a front facelock. The crowd begins to clamor as Cappa tosses Panther's arm back over his head, hooks his tights and... COACH He's not gonna suplex him to the floor, is he? ...that's what he's going for, but Panther's able to block it. Cappa tries it one more time, but again he's unsuccessful. Instead, Panther lifts Cappa up and suplexes him into the ring... ...HOWEVER, Cappa twists out mid-move and ends up landing on his feet behind Panther. He quickly grabs Panther around the waist, tucks his head underneath his armpit and tries to take him over with a backdrop suplex, but Panther flips up and over Cappa's head and lands on his feet behind him. Panther waists no time in hooking Cappa and pulling him into a Dragon Sleeper... COACH TRUTH INFECTION! HE'S GOING FOR THE TRUTH INFECTION! Indeed he is, and the crowd pops big for the hold. However, before Panther's able to get the Dragon Clutch set in, Cappa works his way over to the ropes once more. The crowd boos again as the ref calls for the break. REF HEBNER He's got the ropes! Break it! 1...2...3... Panther angrily shoves Cappa to the mat, drawing a pop from the partisan crowd. Panther takes a step back at the ref's behest, allowing Cappa time to get back to his feet. COLE Panther...again going right for the submission hold. CABOOSE But again, Cappa's able to sense what's coming and get to the ropes! And look at Panther: it looks as if some frustration's beginning to set in on his part. Indeed. Panther's pacing back and forth in an effort to cool off. Meanwhile, Cappa appears somewhat annoyed by Panther's roughness on the break. Once he reaches his feet, he marches right over to Panther and greets him with a shove to the chest... *CRACK* ...to which Panther responds with a HARD slap across the face, much to the crowd's delight. Cappa's not as happy, however, and drops Panther with THE IMPACT! (roaring elbow). He then drops to a mounted position on Panther's chest and begins firing off rapid-fire right hands to the forehead of the Philly-native. The crowd boos Cappa's offense, but the boos turn to cheers when Panther grabs Cappa by the throat, pulls him down to the mat and rolls him onto his back, allowing Panther to fire off some right hands of his own. Cappa shoves Panther away, and the two quickly return to there feet, where they begin trading blows in the center of the ring. Cappa! Panther! Cappa! Panther! Cappa! Panther! COLE We've got a slugfest on our hands! Cappa grabs a side headlock to end the exchange. Panther shoves Cappa into the ropes, but gets floored with a hard shoulderblock as he comes off. Cappa hits the ropes again, and Panther rolls onto his stomach, allowing Cappa to go up and over as he comes off. Panther springs back to a vertical base, but gets knocked right back to the mat by another Cappa shoulderblock. Cappa heads into the ropes once more, and Panther again rolls onto his stomach, allowing Cappa to leap over him and head to the other side. Panther springs back to his feet once again, this time catching Cappa with a drop toehold as he comes off. With Cappa flat on his stomach in the center of the ring, Panther quickly staddles his back and grabs him by the head, trying to apply the Truth Infection once more. COLE He's going for it again! Panther's going for the Truth Infection. The crowd pops in anticipation for the hold, but Cappa's fighting it with all his might. He manages to free his head from Panther's grasp and crawl toward the ropes, with Panther trying to lock in the Truth Infection every step of the way. Eventually, Panther manages to get the hold locked in fully, and the crowd gives huge pop in response; unfortunately, by this time, Cappa has pulled himself within arm's length of the bottom rope, and he easily grabs it with his right hand. LOUD boos from the crowd as the referee again forces Panther to break. REF. HEBNER C'mon, Panther, break it up! 1...2...3...4... Panther releases on four, and Cappa slides to the outside for a breather. The crowd is booing loudly as Cappa paces the ringside area. COACH Damn! Listen to these people! COLE Partisan crowd here in Philly here tonight. This is an unenviable position for Cappa to be in...fighting Panther in his hometown. Cappa is prepares to pull himself back onto the apron when, out of the corner of his eye, he spots Tina approaching him. He immediately turns and shoots her a suspicious glare, stopping her dead in her tracks. Noticing the distraction, Panther tries to catch Cappa with a baseball slide, but Cappa sees it coming and side steps it. Panther's momentum takes him to the outside, where Cappa begins peppering him with right hands. He then grabs Panther by the hair, drags him toward the ringpost and slams his head into it. He then rolls Panther into the ring and heads to the top rope. Cappa measures Panther as he pulls himself back up, and once Panther's vertical, Cappa stands upright on the top rope and dives... ...RIGHT INTO A PANTHER CUTTER!!!!!!! The crowd erupts in the background, and Panther wastes no time in going for the cover! He hooks the leg, and the crowd counts along as the ref's hand strikes the mat for... CROWD 1...2...3!!!!!!!!!! NO!!! Panther pulled him up! COACH Huh?! COLE Panther just pulled The Mad Cappa up! COACH Why'd he do that?! He may have had the match won! CABOOSE It's because he realizes that a pinfall won't cut it! Panther has to get a submission victory or he's out of this tournament! Panther runs his right hand through his hair and pounds the mat in frustration. He notices Cappa beginning to stir on the canvas, and blasts him with a right hand. Another. He uses a handful of hair to bring Cappa back to his feet, at which point he drags him out to the center of the ring and applies a Cobra Clutch. The crowd pops once more as Panther cinches up on the hold, but Cappa has enough presence of mind to drop to the mat and fling Panther off of him with an armdrag-like counter. Panther rolls right back to his feet and goes at Cappa once more, grabbing his legs and going for what looks to be a Sharpshooter. The crowd once again pops in anticipation, but Cappa catches Panther's foot as he's trying to step through. Panther tries to step through again, but again Cappa blocks the foot. Panther tries to force his leg through, but Cappa ends up booting him in the chest, sending him crashing backfirst off the turnbuckles. The force of the impact causes Panther to stumble back out to the center of the ring, where Cappa rolls him up with an inside cradle! COLE Cappa's got him hooked... 1... 2... THRRRRRR---NO!!!! Panther barely kicks out in time! COLE Panther just half a count away from securing his spot in the Elimination Chamber. Both men back to a standing position, where Cappa scores with a HARD clothesline that puts Panther onto the mat. Panther quickly recovers and rises to his feet, but catches a spinning wheel kick for his troubles. Cappa lifts Panther back to his feet and nails him with a hard right before sending him into the ropes with an Irish whip. Panther comes off and gets snapped over with a beautiful powerslam. Cover by Cappa...hook of the leg... 1... 2... NO!!!!! Just a TWOOOOOOOO~! Cappa lifts Panther back to his feet and takes him down with a scoop slam. He follows that up with a snapping leg drop across Panther's throat. Cappa then heads out to the apron, where he begins to ascend the turnbuckle. COLE Cappa headed up for another high-risk. His last attempt didn't go so well; will this one pay off? COACH I dunno. He's still looking a little loopy from that Panther Cutter. The Philly crowd rabidly cheers Panther on as he pulls himself back to his feet. Panther makes it up, but as soon as he's vertical, Cappa leaps from the top rope and nails him right on the jaw with a missile dropkick. Panther is down, and Cappa goes for another cover... 1... 2... NO! Panther shoots his shoulder off the canvas right before the count of three. Cappa then lifts Panther up to a seated position and applies a full nelson. Tina has a look of concern on her face as she watches on from the outside. COLE This time it's Cappa with the submission hold. CABOOSE I don't think he expects to get a submission with this thing, though. He's just trying to get Panther to expend some energy. Trying to wear him down. COLE But this crowd here in Philly is ever vocal, and they're trying to will Panther out of this thing...my God it's deafening in here. The fans clap and stomp in unison as chants of "LET'S GO PAN-THER" echo throughout the arena. The chants serve to motivate Panther, and with the adrenaline pumping through his veins, Panther turns to his right, trying to find a way to escape. He manages to pull himself up to on knee as Cappa cinches up on the hold, trying to apply more pressure, but Panther continues fighting the hold, and eventually manages to separate Cappa's arms, breaking the full nelson. Panther quickly tries to rise to his feet, but Cappa catches him with a hard forearm to the back of the head. A second. He then grabs Panther in a rear waistlock and snaps him over for a German Suplex. The crowd boos wildly as Cappa pops back to his feet with a smile on his face. COLE Cappa with that German...this crowd doesn't like that one bit. CABOOSE I'm actually liking this, Cole. Not only is Cappa gonna win this thing, but he's also gonna rub this crowd's nose in it. Cappa turns back to Panther and motions for him to get back up--begging and pleading him, and the crowd looks as if they're about ready to riot. Slowly, Panther pulls himself back to a knee, them pushes himself to his feet, at which point Cappa slips behind him, grabs another rear waistlock and goes for a German--THAT'S BLOCKED! Cappa tries it again, but Panther blockes it once more, and begins firing reverse elbows to the side of the head to free himself from Cappa's grip. Cappa staggers back into the buckle, but quickly comes back and charges at Panther with a clothesline. Panther ducks under, however, hooks Cappa around the waist and catches him with a release German-- CROWD OOOOOOOOOH~! COACH DAYUM!!!!!! --dropping Cappa gutfirst across the top turnbuckle! COLE My God, did you hear that impact! Cappa...Cappa's in trouble! Indeed. Cappa's hung up on the top turnbuckle, as Panther takes a moment to catch his breath. He then moves in on Cappa, catching him with 3 hard stomps to the back of the head before lifting him up and shoving him back onto the turnbuckle, nearly causing him to fall from the top rope to the outside. As Cappa tries to keep his balance, Panther steps up onto the bottom rope and rips into his chest with an open hand strike. *CRACK* CROWD WHOOOO~! Another! *CRACK* CROWD WHOOOOOOO~! And another. With Cappa still set up on top, Panther begins to climb up with him, and the crowd begins to stir. COLE Panther's headed up top with Cappa. What's he going for? COACH Could be a Pantherplex. That appears to be it, but before he gets a chance to execute it, Cappa catches him with a right hand to the throat. He nails him with one more before shoving Panther from the top, causing him to crash hard on the mat below. Cappa clutches at his stomach as he begins to stand upright on the top rope, and with the crowd booing him relentlessly, Cappa leaps from the top for a flying leg drop THAAAAAAAAAAAAAT.... ...CONNECTS!!!!!!! Cappa goes for the cover and reaches for the far leg as Hebner counts... 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!! Just a two! Just a two! CABOOSE You don't get much closer than that. COLE Tell me about it. This crowd here in Philly nearly had a mass heart attack. CABOOSE Yeah, well that's where eating all those nasty cheesesteaks will get you in the long run, Cole. Cappa's still clutching at his gut as he tries to lift Panther off the canvas. However, Panther catches him with a right hand to the gut the doubles him over. An upper cut right to the jaw sends Cappa staggering into the ropes. Panther pushes himself back to his feet and whips Cappa into the far side. Cappa rebounds, and Panther catches him coming off with a BAAAAAAAAACK BODY DR--NO!!!!!!! Cappa sees it coming and catches Panther in a standing headscissors...CAPPABOMB!!!!!!!!!!! Panther's shoulders are down once more! Referee with the count... 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!! Just a two!!!!!!!! Cappa questions the ref's count, but Hebner holds up two fingers to reiterate the fact that it was only two. COLE Cappa can't believe it! He had the title shot right in his grasp there! What does he have to do?! COACH I think I know what Cappa needs to do, and I think we're about to see it right here. Cappa pulls himself back to his feet and walks towards a corner, waiting for Panther to rise. The crowd, realizing what Cappa's setting up for, voices its disapproval, but their jeers don't phase Cappa any, as he's got his eyes fixed on Panther. With determination written all over his face, Cappa sets himself as Panther slowly...SLOWLY begins to rise. Tina bangs against the mat, trying to warn Panther of the danger that awaits him, and once Panther reaches his feet, Cappa moves right in on him and blasts him with a boot to the midsection. This doubles Panther over, putting him in perfect position BUST A CAP--NOOOOOOO! Panther shoves him into the ropes. Panther tries to catch Cappa with a dropkick as he comes off, but Cappa catches his legs and drops him to the canvas. With Panther's legs tucked up under his armpits, Cappa works to turn Panther over into the Walls of Cappa! Panther tries desperately to fight it...trying with all his might to keep Cappa from turning it over, but it's no use. Cappa turns Panther over and leans back with all his might. Both Tina and the crowd are frantic by this point. COLE Walls of Cappa applied! CABOOSE That's it! There's no way Panther escapes this. COLE Panther's trying to fight it. Panther's trying to hold on...can he?! Can he?! Cappa grits his teeth as he wrenches back on the hold, causing Panther to cry out in pain. On the outside, Tina tries to encourage Panther by slapping the canvas. Eventually, the crowd picks up her beat and the "PANTHER" chants start up again as Panther begins crawling toward the bottom rope. He's crawling hand over hand, trying as best he can to get to the bottom rope... ...he's within an arm's reach... ...almost there... ...almost... ...BUT CAPPA PULLS HIM BACK OUT TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!!!!!! The crowd boos wildly in the background as Cappa sets the hold one more time. CABOOSE It's definitely over now! COLE Cappa's got a smile on his face a mile wide! That World Title shot is practically dancing right before his eyes! Panther raises his open palm into the air, and he appears just about ready to tap, when the crowd begins clapping and stomping in unison once more. Panther starts to bring his arm down, but the crowd's beginning to get into him once again. His adrenaline begins to flow, and once again, Panther begins crawling to the ropes. Hand over hand! Hand over hand! Cappa tries with all his might to keep Panther in the center of ring, but the energy he's expended applying the hold leaves him unable to. Slowly but surely, Panther finds his way back to the ropes. Cappa makes one last ditch effort to increase the pressure, but it doesn't stop Panther as he reaches for the bottom rope once more... ...he's almost there... ...the ropes are within arm's reach... ...AND HE GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE! The crowd breathes a collective sigh of relief as the referee forces Cappa to break. CABOOSE How the hell did he hold on that long?! COLE Panther...what heart and determination! Maybe he can still win this thing. Maybe...just maybe he'll be able to pull this one out. Panther clutches at his lower back as he pulls himself back to his feet. He takes a deep breath and turns toward Cappa, ready to go on attack... ...but Cappa nails him with a boot to the gut and DRILLS him with BUST A CAP~! COLE HE GOT IT!!!!!! The impact sends Panther rolling out to the arena floor, right at Tina's feet. She instinctively goes to help him up, but stops when the ref admonishes her. Panther looks to be out cold, and the ref begins to put the count down on him... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... Realizes Panther's not moving, Tina rushes to his side to help him up. Hebner breaks his count to admonish Tina, but gets shoved aside by a determined Cappa. Cappa hops to the outside, shoves Tina to the ground and lifts the unconscious Panther back up. The crowd boos Cappa as he muscles Panther back into the ring and follows him in. He makes the cover on Panther...hook of the leg... 1... 2... 3!!!!!! NO!!!!!!! Panther got his foot on the bottom rope!!!!!!!! Cappa can't believe it! COACH What's it gonna take for Cappa to finish this man?! Cappa buries his face in his hands and pounds the canvas in frustration. He then grabs Panther by the head, and begins pounding him with rapid-fire rights. He then lifts Panther back to his feet...Panther shoves Cappa away and manages to put up somewhat of a fight with a bunch of weak right hands, but Cappa ends his attempted flurry with a sharp knee to the gut. The move sends Panther to his knees, at which point, Cappa slips behind him and applies a dragon sleeper. Cappa cranks back as much as he can as Panther makes a last ditch effort to try and come back. He plants his right foot onto the mat, and manages to get his left foot under him as well. Cappa tries to maintain the hold, but Panther walks him over to a corner, where he places his right foot on the middle turnbuckle, places the left on the top rope and pushes back, going up and over Cappa's head and landing on his feet. Once behind him, Panther grabs a dragon sleeper of his own, but Cappa manages to fight out of it with right hands to the head. Panther, undeterred, comes back with a knee to the small of the back and reapplies the hold, driving the crowd into a frenzy. The crowd feverishly cheers Panther on as he works Cappa over onto his stomach...Cappa tries to fight it, but to no avail, as Panther shoves him onto the mat, sits down across his back and wrenches back on the hold. COLE He's got it! The Truth Infection is applied! Panther's got it locked in... CABOOSE And look at Cappa's positioning! He's facing away from the ropes! COLE Cappa...my God, can he hold on?! Can he... With his upper body away from the ropes, he kicks out his right leg, desperately trying to find the bottom rope. He finds nothing, and with Panther cranking back as much as possible, and the fans chanting "TAP, TAP, TAP" at the top of their lungs... ...Cappa raises his right hand and... ...and... ...HE TAPS OUT!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* **Cue "State Prop (You Know Us)" BUFFER HERE IS YOUR WINNER: PAAAAAAAAAAANTHHHHHHHEEEERRRRRRRR~!!!!!!!! The crowd goes crazy as Panther releases the hold and falls to the canvas, exhausted. Tina rushes the ring to tend to him. COLE He got him! Panther reached down deep and made the Mad Cappa tap! What a win for Panther here in his hometown, and fans, that's 3 points for Panther! COACH Wait a minute, Cole. Do you realize what this means? That just gave him three points. CABOOSE Oh no. I know what you're getting at. Please don't let it be true. COLE Hold on. Let's see the point tally. POINTS: Drek Stone: 7 Panther: 7 The Mad Cappa: 6 The Blurricane: 6 Gunner Sharps: 5 Leon Rodez: 2 CABOOSE It can't be. COLE It certainly is. At the conclusion of this tournament - Drek Stone and Panther are tied for first place! COACH I can't believe the unpredictability of this tournament. At the beginning of tonight, the Mad Cappa and the Blurricane were tied for first place. Now, at the conclusion of this tournament, it turns out to be Drek Stone and Panther are tied. CABOOSE Coach, stop the babbling. Who's going to get that title shot now? COACH I don't know. But I think this situation needs to be addressed. COLE What an end to this tournament. Folks, I'm sure we'll hear from Watts next week concerning the results of this tournament. But, for now - the end of this tournament has Drek Stone and Panther TIED for first place. COACH What an ending! What a tournament! COLE What's going to happen next week? CABOOSE God will strike down upon me yet again, killing any shred of hope I might decide to cling onto. COLE It's certainly possible! Anything can happen in the OAOAST! TUNE IN NEXT WEEK AS HELDDOWN COMES TO YOU LIVE FROM BALTIMORE, MARYLAND! Tina lifts Panther back to his feet and raises his arm into the air, and the arena is illuminated by dozens of flashbulbs as the fans give them both a standing ovation. (GOOD NIGHT!)

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The entire state of Maryland is awful. I’m sorry I was born there. I’ll never live that down. People from Baltimore are sometimes known as Baltimorons. Holly-Wood and ???? Vs Chicks Over Dicks (I already know who ???? is!) If someone wanted to have match with one or both Fanboys that would be nice.

(Return from break) COLE Thanks for sticking with us folks, and that was our final commercial break, as it's now double main event time here on HeldDOWN~! COACH Damn skippy to the hippy, Mikey. CABOOSE Jesus Coach, for a black man you're as white as snow. Either the real stuff or the rapper. Pick one. The lights drop, as a thundering drum beat echoes through the arena, drawing loud cheers from the fans that are cloaked in darkness. The pounding of the drum gets harder, louder, until finally... "OOOOOH WAH AH AH AH" "Down With The Sickness" kicks in, and Axel comes storming out of the back! Ragdoll follows close behind, holding a water bottle pacing the stage as Axel moves from side to side and throws his hands up, giving some love back to his fans. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest, is for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship! From Tasmania, Australia, and coming down the aisle, accompanied by Ragdoll, is the current reigning and defending HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion...THE DARK ONE, AXXXXELLLLL! CABOOSE Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the stupidest man in wrestling. COLE Stupidest? How do you figure? CABOOSE Cole, this isn't rocket science. The man just had a gaping wound on the back of his head close up, and is coming to the ring with a fresh one above his eyes. He couldn't even stand up backstage earlier, and now he's going to outwrestle our beloved Franchise? COACH When did Shane Douglas sign with us? CABOOSE I swear sometimes Coach, you're so stupid it has to be a joke. Both Axel and Ragdoll enter the ring and play to the fans, although the cheering is promptly cut off by the sounds of "Getting Away With Murder" being cued up. The lights dim yet again, only this time the reaction isn't as positive for who emerges from behind the curtain. BUFFER His opponent tonight is a former two time OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion. Hailing from Providence, Rhode Island, he is The Savior, he is The Franchise...he is ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MALLLLIBUUUUUU! Zack, along with the ever present Candie, appear on the ramp and look as cocky as ever. Malibu in particular is almost laughing as he looks up towards Axel, feeling that the injuries to The Dark One are going to make this a cakewalk. "All right Malibu, just hold it...hold up a second!" Malibu's music cuts out, and the cameras cut to the ring, as Ragdoll has grabbed the mic from Michael Buffer, surprising everyone, including Axel! RAGDOLL Just stay right there, preppy boy. Before you come down to this ring to get your hair torn out and stuffed down your throat, I have something to say to you. Malibu urges Ragdoll to spit it out, wondering what the deal is with the hesitation in starting this contest is. RAGDOLL I know you didn't attack Axel tonight. COLE What? CABOOSE FINALLY, someone with a clue in this company! The fans are abuzz, but even Zack himself is perplexed by this revelation. RAGDOLL Yeah, see that Zack, you're off the hook. Although, I have to say...seeing you walk by made for a great alibi. COLE Alibi...he... After saying that, Ragdoll turns to a shocked Axel, and blasts him in the forehead with the microphone! Blood starts oozing from the fresh wound and through the bandage, as Ragdoll starts pounding on the temple of who we thought was his good friend! COLE What the hell is going on here? CABOOSE Hell if I know, but I like it! Ragdoll stands up and takes the mic, as Malibu and Candie look on, as shocked as anyone. RAGDOLL You want to use me? Huh? You want to bring me back...for what? To get YOU ahead!? I don't enhance anyone, god damn it! I'm Ragdoll, baby! I'm Ragdoll! I've got all the talent you don't have, and you want me to be your lackey? I'M NO ONE'S LACKEY! After stomping on his "friend", Ragdoll backs off, and takes a swig from his water bottle. He's obviously holding the water in his mouth, as his cheeks are puffing out...but he reaches into the pocket of his jeans and produces...a lighter? THEN SPITS INTO IT, SETTING OFF A FIREBALL RIGHT INTO AXEL'S FACE~! COACH THAT WASN'T WATER, MIKEY! COLE You THINK!? Axel rolls around on the mat, covering his face and hollering in pain, as Ragdoll backs up and grins a smile that would make the Cheshire Cat jealous. Malibu and Candie are still looking on, and even The Franchise himself utters a "holy shit" to his girl. Hordes of OAOAST staff coming charging past them and down to the ring to the aid of Axel, while Ragdoll ducks out of the ring on the far side, hopping into the crowd and escaping before anyone can get their hands on him. COLE Fans, it doesn't look like we're going to have that main event...but we certainly didn't end without controversy! Ragdoll has snapped, and turned his back on the man who welcomed him back into the company with open arms...and we really don't know why! CABOOSE He got tired of carrying the Aussie's weight. 'Nuff said. COLE I hardly think that's all there is to it. Fans, we're going to cut this one short tonight, as they're tending to Axel in the ring. Tune in next week, where we hope to have an update on this situation and a whole lot more! (Go to break) (Return from break)

We journey backstage again, this time to the dressing room of Axel. The Dark One, who was attacked earlier in the night by Zack Malibu (we think) paces the room, a white bandage over his head. In there with him is his friend Ragdoll, who was quick to come to his defense earlier on. RAGDOLL Bro, sit down, relax. You don't have to go through with this match tonight. AXEL Of course I do. I put the title on the line, I told Zack that I was going to end this tonight, and if you think THIS is going to stop me... RAGDOLL Whoa, dude, hang on. Not to cut you off, but it almost DID end tonight. That son of a bitch jumped you and knocked you silly. Who knows what would have happened had I not shown up. AXEL You sure it was him? Because I didn't... RAGDOLL Axel, get with it! I find you oozing blood all over the floor, and the closest person to the scene of the crime is the same guy who sold out his friends, sold out his fans, and tried to bash your head in at the last pay per view. Axel breathes deeply, his body langauge showing that he knows his friend is right. AXEL Well, if Malibu wants to try to kill me off, then he can finish the damn job in the ring. I'm not going to be intimidated by him or The Thrillogy anymore. RAGDOLL Then you know what...I'm coming with you. If you're gonna take the rat bastard down, I want a front row seat. AXEL I've got no problem with that, mate. Axel and Ragdoll shake hands, and Axel grabs his HI-YAH Heavyweight Title from the chair. The two leave the room and head for the arena, as the highly anticipated Zack Malibu vs. Axel main event is NEXT~! (Go to break)