King Cucaracha

On a slightly different topic...I just got through watching Bound For Glory and after the little cameo at the start of the Gauntlet Match, I desperately want to see Joe vs. Truth.

Huzzah! Colour commentary and a match where it doesn't really matter if I accidently explode my remaining available computer!

OH SHIT! I am going to buy the DVD on the spot if they do a joint XPosed promo together. Seriously. That would be the greatest moment in CZW history, right there and then.

Ah, poo. Well, sometime after the PPV then. Can't be asked to re-PM Raynor, so hopefully he reads this. Or double-books yeah. That'd be fun.

So, they get rid of the one Diva who stands out from the rest of the carbon copy glamour models...and the one with decent theme music? Makes sense. Gotta make way for the Diva Search losers I guess. Is the one who did the interview with Simon Dean last week a Diva Search reject?

Nothing from me. Due to being a hopeless clutz, I managed to drop my laptop in a madrush today. There's an ugly crack across the back of the screen and it's virtually unusable. So, unfortunately, my main day of writing went to pot. Which I'm pissed about, because I was really looking forward to this. I'll send a PM just incase to whomever's booking, but I'd LOVE a rematch next show, by which time I can borrow time here and there to get something out.

DH...using Hogan as your opponent isn't good strategy. I'm assuming that Challenge is on the 1st section, which can be beaten on Easy. If you're on Easy, change it. Easier on Normal, BION. Some of the challenges are pretty impossible on Easy...like the reverse 10 strikes one, where you're lucky if the opponent throws 10 strikes. Choose someone with a less powerful finisher than Hogan, for starters. A submission finisher guy like Benoit would be a good bet. Or, try one of the Cruiserweights. Set them to "Fight Clean" and let them build their momentum with some dives (if you're lucky). If they hit the finishers early in the match, you stand more chance of kicking out from them.

Okay, am I missing anyone? Also, is there any criteria for being nomianted?

I searched, but there was nothing in the Awards Show last year. Whoever tallied votes last year (NGA?) should know.

Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. If they keep him on TV and give him mic-time, refine his character a little and have him do more than just the "Kennedy...Kennedy" shtick, chances are he'll be big-time popular when he returns.

No problemmo!

Patty, I know I haven't run this one past you for approval unlike last week...so, if you read this and feel like editing Alix's parts at all, then feel free.

Technically, Angle's is the worst. It's the closest there to ruining a worthwhile career. The rest were never going to harm anyone in the long run because they all involved terrible wrestlers (Hassan, Heidy) or actually succeeded in making the person involved more popular (Snitsky, Boogeyman).

It'll probably be Coach, so Vince can make his weekly turn.

Snow Way Out Ultra Mega (Christ)Mass Homicide '2005 All I Want For Christmas Is...An Extra Paycheck Santa Baby, Slip A Barbed Wire Baseball Bat Under The Tree

Not that TNA NEED to sign more wrestlers especially, considering roster size and TV time. But, regardless. Who, who currently isn't under contract to the WWE (please, no Shelton and Benoit mentions, eh?) and preferably is a realistic target, would you want to see in TNA? Reasons would be good too. For me, TNA seems to be lacking in credible, non X Division size guys, below the main event. Size matters to the average fan, so they could do with some more 'bigger' guys. I'm not saying roided. Just, somebody who stand out a little more. Colt Cabana could be a future main eventer, given the right booking. They can easily bring him in as a comedy wrestler, of which he's probably the best in North America, to begin with. Then, once he gains popularity, build him up and give him a serious angle. He's proven he can work well with guys they have in the company already, like Aries. If they really wanted to, he could work in the X-Division for a while. He's versatile. And he can cut a promo, which TNA could do with some more. On the same token, Claudio Castagnoli is pretty similiar. He looks like a wrestler, he's got a ready made gimmick, he can talk (well, in German, but whatever), he's versatile enough to work most of the guys on the roster, he's a great comedy wrestler, he's talented. And his theme song, assuming they can use it, owns you all. Plus, he works for ROH, which is an automatic ticket into TNA. And thirdly, Charlie Haas. He's pretty much sure to come in anyway. I'm not keen on TNA bringing in countless WWE stars, but Haas would fit in brilliantly.

It was Rikishi. He did it for The Rock, who's net access is down.

Well, hopefully, Molly wrestles and Francine does not.

KENTA, maybe. But Ricky Marvin is the way to go. Also, Chuck Palumbo would get over in TNA like a flash. I don't know what that says about the Orlando crowd exactly, but he would. They could have him and Mark Jindrak as 'the guys who can punch real good' and they'd be Tag Champions within 2 months.

Hmm. Silly me. Seems I have some editing to do, as I forgot 8 team tournaments have 4 first found matches. But, regardless, Team Rodez promo. Also, this week's guests on the Love Shack~!, where hopefully the host WON'T fall in love with the guests this week (for obvious reasons)... THE NEW, NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS!

No problem there. I just made this thread to throw out ideas on categories and nominees for those categories. If you want to get the votes and count ballots and things, it's yours. Yeah. I'll tally up nominees from here and ones that are blatantly obvious, then send something to someone else for a second opinion before Climax. Otherwise, I won't put myself in for anything for risk of egotism. *votes for self out of egotism*

As far as I'm aware, ELM and Cortez were running something that involved a match at the Christmas PPV. So, possibly, it's ELM vs. Cortez at the X-Mas PPV and then Champ vs. CFC Winner at Clusterfuck?

Backstage we go, to the Joshmeister! MATTHEWS Josh Matthews here, standing by with the OAOAST Women's Champion Ashley Street. First of all Ashley, congratulations on your victory in the Torneo Cibernetica this past Sunday night. By virtue of winning that match, you earned the right to be exempt from defending your title for the remainder of the year. So, what now for you? Well earned holiday? ASHLEY Not quite. I earned the right not to defend this title. But, I've never been one to rest on my laurels. I'd be stupid not to take advantage of my win. Not defending the title for a month? Well, I have one match I desperately want. I got my hands, finally, on The Benefactor in the Cibernetica. But what I want is clarity. I want to know who it is. If I have to offer the Title to do that, then I will. What I propose...is this. My Title...versus, your Mask. If you've got the guts, Ms Benefactor...then I've got the guts. This is the only way you'll have a shot of getting this belt off me before next year. So...take it, or leave it. Ashley, short but to the point, is done. But Josh Matthews isn't, as as soon as Ashley storms off, Josh Matthews is grabbed around the shoulders and wheeled around...by Serena Blackmore. BLACKMORE What? Nothin' to say to me? MATTHEWS Wha...well, uh...uh... BLACKMORE That's what I expected. Nothing. Nobody has anything to say to Serena Blackmore. That's the way it's been my whole life. Little Serena. The brat who's taking all her parents' money from their pockets and food from their table. The waste of space. The kid who's left out. I grew up in Philidelphia Josh, I know what it's like for no-one to give a [i]*bleep*[/i] about you. You'd think I'd be used to it now, huh? Huh? MATTHEWS Well, uh... BLACKMORE GUESS AGAIN! Where was my spot in the Cibernetica? Nowhere. Once again, I go without. And I'm SICK of it!! Somebody's gonna pay. Somebody's gonna pay bad! On the streets in Philly, if you don't TAKE...you don't GET! Well, guess what Joshy. I'm about...to TAKE! Serena storms off, leaving J.Math a rather bemused and flustered individual.

BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a first round match in the tournament to crown OAOAST 6 Man Tag Team Champions! It is scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time-limit! [b][i]"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..."[/i][/b] "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Emerging through the curtains, The Global Party Exchange are in no mood to play games tonight. Still feeling scorned from their loss on Sunday night, The GPX have sours look on their faces as they stomp down the aisle. Their recent running buddy and tag team partner for the night, Jamie O'Hara, follows close behind. He too doesn't look best pleased, what with getting bumped around by the Tag Champions on Sunday also. Tonight, as much the the 6-Man Tag Titles, this is about revenge for The Upstarts. BUFFER Introducing first, team number one. At a total combined weight of five hundred and seventy seven pounds...the team, consisting of JOHNNY JAX and SCOTTY STATIC, THE GLOBAL PARTY EXCHANGE...and "The Birmingham Bad Boy" JAMIE O'HARA! And, they represent... TTHHEEEE UUUUPPSSSSTTAAAAAARRRRRTTSSSSSS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The Upstarts trio reach the ring, with O'Hara vaulting in over the top rope just to show off his athleticism. Jax and Static make a more conventional entrance and immediately turn to the entrance, waiting, eagerly, for the opponents. COLE The Global Party Exchange have come up short on consecutive Pay Per View events in their quest for the World Tag Team Titles and as a result, their standing in the imaginary OAOAST tag team rankings has plummeted. This tournament may be their biggest shot at a title for some time. COACH They're two-time Tag Team Champions! They'll always be in contention! Suddenly, the drumroll hits, bringing the crowd to their feet. Jax scowls at the overwhelmingly positive reaction, while O'Hara continues to jaw with the ringside fans. After a little dramatic dead time, Leon Rodez finally bursts through the curtains, leading the way for Zack Malibu and of course, Candie. The threesome...or, foursome, if you're counting fetuses...are. in stark contrast to The GPX, beaming from their win at November Reign. Oh, and they're still the Champs. [b][i]"BEVERLY HILLS, THAT WHERE I WANT TO BE! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS BEVERLY HILLS, ROLLIN' LIKE A CELEBRITY! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS"[/i][/b] BUFFER And introducing, team number two! First...accompanied to the ring by CANDIE! Hailing from Grand Rapids, Michigan and Providence, Rhode Island respectively...they weigh in at a total combined weight of four hundred, twenty eight pounds. The reigning OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... "SILKY SMOOTH" LEON RODEZ... ZACK MALIBU... THE UUSSSSSUUUUAAAAAAALLL SSSSUUUUUSSSSSPPEEEEECCTTSSSSSSS!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Right on cue, Zack unstraps his title and raises it high over his head. Much to the disgust of The GPX, who look on from the ring with venom in eyes. Until, they disappear, as the arena is shrowded in darkness. Blue lights begin to strobe around the arena as "Oh Hell Yeah" by H-Blocx hits, to a decidedly mixed reaction from the fans, with more than a smattering of boos greeting the Champs' partner. [i]"People think they know me Say I'm wound a little tight Tell me I go lookin' for trouble That I'm always ready for a fight But I'm just an easy goin' guy, not crossin' any line I'm a carin' individual, most of the time. Most of the time Quite a lot of the time. IT'SJUSTTHAT IT'SJUSTTHAT IT'SJUSTTHAT OH HELL YEAH!!"[/i] The former X-Division Champion storms out...and the boos hit him again. PK glances out into the people, shaking his head slightly as he makes his way onwards. BUFFER And, their tag team partner! Hailing from Fall River, Massachussets and weighing in at two hundred, sixty five pounds... PPEEEEEEEETTEEEEEERRRRRRR KKNNIIIIIIIGGHHHTTT!!!! Another mixed reaction goes up, as Knight reaches his team. Or, rather, his partner. Leon Rodez has waited in the aisle for PK and slaps hands with an awkward nod, but Zack has already stormed off towards the ring. But PK doesn't seem too offended and gets on with his walk to the ring. Zack enters the ring first...but the trouble is, The GPX are waiting on him. And the moment Zack steps into the ring, Jax and Static pounce on him! Candie only just avoids stepping into the ring and following her man, screaming as she quickly scampers back down the ring steps. COLE Oh, come on! The GPX, attacking Zack before the bell can even sound! *DINGDINGDING!* Static and Jax continue to club away on The Franchise as Rodez and Knight finally spot what's going on, charging into the ring. Rodez is quickly pounced on by O'Hara. But Knight is able to get in unscathed and pulls Static away from Zack, pulling him around into a hard right hand Static goes flying, as Knight then grabs hold of the other GPXer by the shoulders and reels him into a right. It's chaos in the ring as Rodez and O'Hara brawl in the corner, while The GPX pulls themselves back to their feet. So does Zack, brushing past Knight and tackling Scott Static out through the ropes to the floor! COLE Woah! COACH (jumping onto chair) Too close, too close! Momentarily surprised, Knight stops. But he soon follows his partner's lead, as he charges Jax and clotheslines him up and over the top rope, all the way out to the floor. And PK goes crashing out with him, his momentum taking him for a tumble over the top also. That leaves just Rodez and O'Hara in the ring, still brawling in the corner. Glancing around, Rodez sees his partners have gone and also sees the ring clear, so grabs O'Hara by the arm and looks to whip him across the ring. O'Hara reverses, but Rodez reverses again sending O'Hara into the turnbuckles. In follows Rodez...but O'Hara gets the boots up! Back staggers The Silky Smooth One as O'Hara leaps to the middle rope, tumbling over Rodez with a sunset flip... 1... 2... Rodez kicks out, rolling through to his feet and catching O'Hara with a basement dropkick flush in the jaw! He follows up with a cover... 1... 2... Two count. Pulling O'Hara up to his feet, Rodez nails a straight kick to the gut. And a second. O'Hara manages to catch a third though...and ducks an Enziguri! Rodez flops onto his front as O'Hara releases the leg he caught, running across Rodez's back on his way into the ropes. Coming back up, Rodez smartly drops down again as O'Hara rushes back. SuperJay leaps over, coming off the opposite ropes as Rodez finally does reach his feet. A leapfrog keeps O'Hara on his way, hitting the ropes once more...only to run right into a BEAUTIFUL, Standing Dropkick! O'Hara lands hard on the back of his neck, while Rodez leaps to his feet and fires up the crowd!! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" COLE The confidence is flowing through Leon Rodez here and it's clear to see why! Climbing back up, O'Hara throws a desperate forearm. Rodez ducks it easily though, waiting for him to turn back around... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOO!" ...and connects with a thunderous chop! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOO!" ...a second! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOO!" ...and a third! O'Hara is sent rocking back, but Rodez pulls him right back in, landing a knee to the gut. That's followed with another irish whip towards the corner. Planting his hands, O'Hara manages to push himself up and over the instantly charging Leon though, landing behind his opponent with ease. O'Hara gets too caught up with escape though. And as he begins to gloat to his partners, who have returned to the apron by now as have Zack and PK, they frantically tell him to turn around. He does, but not in time to see a big clothesline coming! COLE If there's one fault in these Upstarts, it would definately be their over-confidence. And there's another example right there. They're all too busy posing and crowing after they do something right to finish the job off. CABOOSE And they suck. COLE And they su...HEY! Don't put words in my mouth 'Boose, I'm supposed to be the unbiased one here. CABOOSE You ARE!?! The GPX despair on the apron, as Rodez drags a limp O'Hara back to his feet. He prepares for a next move...but suddenly, he notices Zack Malibu with hand out-stretched, begging for a tag. A wry smile creeps over Rodez's face as he decides to play the crowd, asking if they actually want Zack in? No prizes for guessing that yes, they do. So Rodez grabs O'Hara and leads him to the corner while tagging in Zack. Up goes the pop, as Zack enters and just BRUTALLY punts O'Hara in the ribs!! Zack wastes no time in then snapping O'Hara over with a quick suplex, rolling right into a firm pin... 1... 2... Kickout. COLE Zack has just picked up the intensity a notch here! Indeed he has, as he pulls O'Hara up and just rocks him with a forearm strike! O'Hara stumbles backwards into the ropes, where Zack grabs him and sends him across the ring with an irish whip. Back rebounds O'Hara, right into a roundhouse kick which is aimed expertly at his chest. It connects, knocking O'Hara clear off his feet and turning him INSIDE OUT~!, causing him to belly-flop to the canvas on landing!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh, MY! CABOOSE Man, I dunno what's got under Zack's skin, but I likes it! "FUCK HIM UP ZA - ACK, FUCK HIM UP!" *clap clap!* "FUCK HIM UP ZA - ACK, FUCK HIM UP!" *clap clap!* "FUCK HIM UP ZA - ACK, FUCK HIM UP!" *clap clap!* Dragging up a clearly dazed O'Hara, Zack does just that. Jab! Chop! Jab! Chop! Jab! Chop! The series of strikes has O'Hara rocking and reeling on his feet in the centre of the ring, with no defence. Zack has time to measure O'Hara up, before lunging in with one almighty forearm that knocks O'Hara down and stupid. All The GPX can do is look on, as Zack contemplates a cover...but instead, grabs O'Hara limp arm and hauls him off the canvas by it. Jax takes issue with this with the referee. So Zack smirks over, wagging a finger to tell Jax he isn't done yet, before repeating his brutal forearm strike to again knock O'Hara down! COLE This is beginning to get uncomfortable to watch. Jamie O'Hara may be a great high-flier, but he's inexperienced and he's being literally picked apart by the former World Heavyweight Champion here. COACH Don't worry, I'm still confident. It ain't over till it's over guys! Just as Coach speaks though, Zack hits the ropes and drives into O'Hara with a Muta-esque elbow! CABOOSE ...I think it's over. With a handful of vest, Zack drags O'Hara up. Before a brutal chop puts O'Hara down again. Zack finally shows a little mercy though and walks over to the corner, where PK wants the tag. But, for some reason, Zack totally bypasses him and slaps an unsuspecting Rodez on the wrist. Rodez seems confused, but doesn't make a big deal of it and quickly enters the ring. Meanwhile, PK is left to stare at Zack, waiting for an explanation, but not getting one. COACH HA! See! They can't get along! Victory is ours! ...I mean, their's. Upstarts. They. Rodez makes sure O'Hara doesn't make the tag and pulls him to the centre of the ring, landing a forearm. And a second. But Rodez is still distracting by what's going on over in his corner though, allowing O'Hara back into the match with a straight kick to the gut. O'Hara snaps off another couple of quick kicks, before turning to tag in Scotty Stati...NO! Rodez grabs O'Hara by the waist of his loose tracksuit pants. Not loose enough for him to stretch for the tag. But loose enough for Rodez to pull O'Hara back by, into a Northern Lariat (clothesline to the back of the head)! O'Hara spikes into the canvas face-first just for good measure, so Rodez tries a cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Rodez's mind is clearly still elsewhere as he pulls O'Hara up again. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOO!" A chop sends O'Hara reeling back into the ropes, but he kicks out as Rodez approaches and runs past. Continuing on, O'Hara vaults to the middle rope and moonsaults back towards Rodez. Rodez is waiting though and swats O'Hara away. Now, it's Rodez hitting the ropes...BLIND TAG! Zack is legal now and the referee signals so, just as O'Hara finally takes Rodez down on the run, with a spinwheel kick! O'HARA YEAH! DA'S RIGHT DAWG! JAX TURN..AROUND! Confused, Jamie takes his partner's advice. STO! Zack catches O'Hara turning with an STO, straight into a cover... 1... 2... Just a two! COLE There's that over-confidence again. COACH It's not over-confidence! He's just...boisterous, s'all. Zack pulls O'Hara up again and prepares to put an end to things, as he knees O'Hara in the breadbasket and applies a front facelock. Zack then goes for the leg, setting up for Fisherman's of some sort. Seeing this, Johnny Jax quickly scrambles into the ring. The referee just as quickly scrambles over to stop him getting in. But the distraction is enough to allow Scotty Static to springboard to the top rope out of the ref's line of vision, front flip and wipe Zack out with a Shooting Star Lariat!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Out of the ring goes Jax, making sure Static is out first though of course. Across the ring, Rodez storms in complaining to the referee...while, Knight to be honest doesn't look all that bothered. Rodez is though. And his distraction is now allowing O'Hara to choke Zack with the flat of his boot! "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" Once the referee turns around, O'Hara finally tags out to Johnny Jax. In steps Jax, fresh and eager to get involved. A few stomps find the mark before Jax pulls Zack up, draping his throat across the top rope and measuring a punch to the kidneys! Jax follows that up with a back suplex and makes a cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Jax wastes no time in getting back up and tagging Static in. The expert tag team set up some expert tag teamery, as they send Zack off into the ropes and hoist him up for a Midnight Express style Double Flapjack! And while Ned Blanchard and the other guy prepare their lawyers, Static pops back to his feet and piefaces Rodez off the apron! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Rather than lose his temper, Rodez stays on the outside and cools himself off. PK isn't going to strain himself for Zack's honour either, so Jax is forced to leave. Static goes on the attack instead, rolling Zack over. A quick power-stomp slams into Zack's chest. Static then hits the ropes, snapping off a quick lightning legdrop (X-Pac style). Followed quickly by a second, standing legdrop. Pausing as he rolls to his knees, Static thinks over his next move and decides to drag Zack over to Team Upstarts' corner before he can even think of tagging out. Once there, Static does tag out, to Johnny Jax. In steps the other GPX member, he and Static taking an arm each on Zack and hurling him back first into the turnbuckles! The count is being laid on, as they then drag Zack out to arms length...before pulling him back, again into the buckles! Zack collapses to his knees, as Jax turns and taunts the fans gleefully. "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" Jax pulls Zack out from the corner, scooping and slamming The Franchise of the OAOAST down. After a quick double bicep pose that would make Tony Brannigan quake in his boots with despair and laughter, Jax then follows up with an elbow drop... 1... 2... Kickout! Looking up, Jax glares at the referee, unhappy with the count. COLE Give me a break. You're not going to beat Zack Malibu with an elbowdrop! COACH What if you ran him down in a Hummer, threw him off a bridge, THEN elbowdrop him? COLE I doubt the referee would allow that, Coach. CABOOSE I doubt the state police would allow it either. Jax pulls Zack up and sets him up for a suplex. Lifting Zack up, Jax then takes a detour, dropping him forward and hanging him gut first across the top rope! The referee chastises Jax for his actions. But, Jax shrugs it off and sets Zack right back up for the suplex, taking him back off the ropes and looking for a Slingshot Suplex. Ned Blanchard's finger is going loop on the lawyer dial though. But he needn't worry, as Zack floats over behind, then takes Jax over with a Rhode Island roll-up... 1... 2... Kickout!! "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Zack nearly stole it right there! Jax quickly makes up for his momentary mistake, kneeing Zack in the gut as he gets up. He then backs up and prepares to take Zack's head off with a clothesline...but Zack ducks, then catches Jax on the turn with a standing dropkick! Jax goes crashing backwards and smashes his head into the top turnbuckle behind him, knocking himself for a loop. Which allows Zack to scuttle along, lunge for the corner and tag...Leon Rodez, despite PK being closer. "YYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH SEE! SEE! COLE I see a tag! And I see Leon Rodez, coming into this match! Knight looks severly pissed now, as Rodez steps into the ring and beats Johnny Jax to the punch as he charges forwards. In comes Scotty Static, but he takes a clothesline. A clothesline from Jax. And a clothesline for Static. Now it's Jamie O'Hara's turn to rush into the ring, but Rodez ducks his head and backdrops O'Hara HIIIIGH~ overhead, sending him crashing back down to earth with a bang! COLE Good Lord, Jamie O'Hara was in the lights off of that backdrop! Turning his attention back to Johnny Jax, Rodez grabs his former running buddy and sends him into the ropes. A backdrop is Jax's punishment as well! Holding up three fingers, Rodez then sets up Scotty Static for a backdrop...but Static grabs onto the top rope as he hits them, managing to stop his momentum. Rodez reacts and charges in. But Static raises a boot, catching Rodez in the jaw. Away stumbles Rodez and Johnny Jax is waiting, grabbing Rodez at the side and setting him for a Side Russian Legsweep. Which is the prompt for Scotty Static to come in with a Yakuza Ki...NO! Rodez tumbles forward and Static misses his mark! Rolling through to his feet, Rodez then lines up The GPX, waiting for them to stand side by side before firing himself forward with a double dropkick, a foot apiece for the party exchangers!! O'Hara is up next and tries to catch Rodez before he can get up. But, he gets a faceful of JAB! JAB! JAB! JAB! JAB! Rodez turns around, blows the kiss...and turns right into a spinkick! The momentum sends Rodez sprawling backwards into his corner, where Peter Knight finally takes matters into his own hands and tags himself in! COLE Well, here comes PK! COACH This outta be good. *knowing laugh* Stepping into the ring, PK glances out into the people and seems almost offended that he should be booed. Jamie O'Hara sees PK entering the ring and backs off, not wanting to go toe to toe with the bigman. Jax and Static don't attack either. Infact, they seem welcoming. A little too welcoming. Big mistake. PK lays out Static with a boot, then catches Jax still in shock with a hard forearm strike. In rushes O'Hara, but PK catches him at the side and drives him into the mat with a brutal sidewalk slam!! The former X-Division Champion pops right back up, catching Jax in his arms and pressing him into the air with a release flapjack, stepping back and allowing Jax to plummet face-first to the canvas!! PK is cleaning house now, as Static takes a big clothesline! COLE Peter Knight is cleaning house here! CABOOSE Well, good. I never had any doubts in him. Still fuming, Knight grabs two handfuls of the first hair he can find...which, so happens, to be Johnny Jax's. And Jax is picked straight up into a fireman's carry by Knight! A mixed reaction goes up as Knight parades Jax around on his shoulders, waiting for the right moment before tossing Jax's feet back and DRIVING him to the mat!! THE KNIGHTMARE CONNECTS!! COLE KNIGHTMARE! Before PK can go for a pinfall though, here comes Scotty Static. But HE goes up on the shoulders too. And comes down in the same way his partner had earlier. Hard. COLE ANOTHER KNIGHTMARE!! PK IS TAKING THEM ALL OUT!! COACH No, no, NO! Static is out. Jax is out. Only O'Hara remains conscious for The Upstarts, but he's certainly not in a good condition himself. Back on the apron, Zack is watching on, as PK turns around and O'Hara suddenly vaults onto his shoulders for a hurricanrana...BLOCKED...POWERBOMB!! O'Hara lands stacked and the crowd are already gasping in shock, even before PK steps through O'Hara's legs as if going for a Sharpshooter and turns The Birmingham Bad Boy over. Pulling on the legs, PK then reaches forward and hooks under O'Hara's arms, hoisting him up into the Ace In The Hole!! The crowd suddenly seem much warmer to PK as he pulls back on O'Hara...and pulls back on O'Hara...and pulls back on O'Hara, bending him into the most back-wrenchingly disgusting position you're likely to see!! "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE GOOD GOD! THE HUMAN BODY ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY!!!! The crowd don't believe what they' seeing, as O'Hara, resembling a Stretch Armstrong toy more and more with everything passing second, can take no more and frantically calls for the end! *DINGDINGDING!* With the submission called, PK tosses O'Hara down in disgust and looks around, to see the crowd finally sending some cheers anyway. Perhaps still a little bitter though, he doesn't react to them. Instead, he just stares down at O'Hara. "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" BUFFER Your winners of this match, advancing to the semi finals... ZACK MALIBU... LEON RODEZ... AND PETER KKNNIIIIIIIIGGHHHTT!!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Entering the ring first, Rodez pats PK on the back...before Zack and PK share a rather awkward handslap of approval. The victors then leave the ring, as Peter Knight's trail of destruction is left in the ring. Jax, out. Static, out. O'Hara, in traction. COLE Peter Knight used the disappointment of his defeat on Sunday night firmly to his advantage, coming in and clearing house once he got in the ring! The Global Party Exchange and Jamie O'Hara, decimated, by the fresh PK. And I tell you what...if PK and the Tag Champs can get their collective heads together, you could be looking at the favourites for the 6 Man Tag Team Titles! COACH *weeps* CABOOSE Wimp.