COLE
Well, after a wild and unpredictable night, we have come to the end, and it is now time for our main event contest!
COACH
That's right, we are just moments away from our OAOAST World Championship match: Drek Stone, the champ, versus Hoff!
CABOOSE
Ah, I gotta admit, a better story couldn't have been written. Drek Stone, the greatest champion possibly in history, against Hoff, the hometown hero, the man of the people...this is what it's all about. And what a victory it will be for Drek Stone. Another chapter in his great story.
COLE
Certainly a rivalry between these two that has turned bitterly personal. Both men came onto the scene in 2004 and had tremendous rookie years. Both these men took their opportunities and turned them into World Title reigns. Certainly, both men have a lot to prove here tonight.
CABOOSE
I don't know if Drek has anything to prove, Cole, but what a notch in his belt it will be to beat a guy like Hoff in front of all his friends and family, all these hometown fans who came to see him.
COLE
Drek Stone is certainly a great champion. Love him or hate him, and many people do hate the man, but he is a fighter who will do and has done anything to hold onto his title. He's been in some memorable clashes. Hell in a Cell. The Elimination Chamber. The I Quit Match against AJ Flaire. So many great moments, so many highlights for Drek Stone. Likewise, Hoff's story is well documented. Coming into the OAOAST as a part of the rebel Underground faction. Breaking out of their shadow. Joining the Thrillogy and dominating through the summer. Main events on show after show. A memorable, highly successful reign as 24/7 champion, and then the ascent to greatness. The World Title victory over Crystal last October...and just like that, it was taken from him.
COACH
Well, we all remember the night like it was yesterday. November 4th, 2004, when Hoff was supposed to make his first title defense, and we saw that he had been attacked, and laid out before he could even get to the ring. Hoff was laid up in the hospital, and the title was stripped.
COLE
It would be a few weeks later, in the Elimination Chamber that Drek Stone would beat five other competitors to become the new World's Champion. Meanwhile, Hoff would rehab at home, biding his time until he could get back to the ring. In the new year Hoff made his return, in emphatic fashion, destroying the men responsible for putting him on the shelf. And that has led us here. Two men who may want this more than anyone. Drek Stone. Hoff. The World Championship up for grabs, and it happens right now.
The cameras cut to Michael Buffer, standing in the middle of the ring, house microphone in hand.
BUFFER
Our next match is the MAAAAAAAAIN EVENT of the evening!!
The crowd cheers the statement, knowing their hometown hero is about to arrive.
BUFFER
Scheduled for one fall, with no time limit, this match is for the OAOAST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD!! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the thousands in attendance tonight, and the millions watching around the world......LLLLLLLLLET'S GET READY TO RUM-BLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The crowd is ferverently abuzz...then immediately turn vicious as A3's "Woke Up This Morning" begins to play over the Target Center speakers. The arena lights dim, heralding the champion's arrival.
Woke Up This Morning
Got Yourself a Gun
Mama Always Said You'd Be
The Chosen One...
The crowd directs pure, raw anger and hatred at the World Champion as he steps out from the curtain, the World Heavyweight Title shining around his waist.
BUFFER
Intorducing first, from Brooklyn, New York...weighing in tonight at 235 pounds, he is a man who has become renowned across the globe for his tenacity and passion in the ring, as well as his ability to defeat all comers and his willingness to use whatever means necessary to achieve victory. Ladies and gentlemen, YOUR Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOORLD...."RRRRRR-ECKLESS" DREK STOOOOOOOOONE!!
Drek Stone strides confidently down the aisle. His usual smug smirk, though, is absent this evening, in its place a serious, somewhat unreadable expression.
COACH
Drek seems a little less glib then usual! Maybe all these Minneapolis fans have him rattled!
CABOOSE
Nah, not at all, Coachman. What that look is is confidence. Sheer confidence. He's not here to entertain tonight, or to put on an act for these people. Tonight, Drek Stone is simply here to win.
The OAOAST Champion climbs up the ring steps and enters the squared circle. Unstrapping his title belt from his waist, Drek places it over his shoulder and cradles it in one arm. With his free arm, Drek pounds his chest twice, then hoists his fist high into the air, as a shower of green, then white, and lastly red sparks launch from each corner.
COLE
An impressive entrance for our World Champion.
CABOOSE
Well, that's the thing, Cole. Drek doesn't just wear the OAOAST Title belt; he looks good doing it!
COLE
Undeniably an impressive physical specimen.
The crowd has already begun chanting Hoff's name as Drek Stone's theme song fades out. It is replaced by the opening strains of Sevendust's Black -- and the CROWD SPRINGS TO ITS FEET!!
COLE
But so is this man!
The arena lights go black as the opening riff of the hard rock anthem blares across the arena sound system...
*BOOM*BOOM*BOOM*BOOOOOOOOOOOM*
Electric blue, white, and silver fireworks EXPLODE at the top of the stage, causing billowing smoke to cloud the entryway. A moment passes...and out from the smoke steps HOFF to a THUNDEROUS ovation!!
BUFFER
And his opponent...
Buffer can barely be heard over the roar of the crowd. Strobe lights flash across the dark arena as Hoff takes a few slow steps down the ramp, soaking the ambience of the night in.
BUFFER (shouting)
Hailing from MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA....
Buffer's introductory announcements are now completely drowned out by the raucous hometown crowd, regailing in the appearance of their hero. Hoff takes a few more paces down the ramp, then pauses again, looking out over the capacity crowd. Hoff lets a slight smile onto his face, pointing out first left, then right, into the sea of fans, acknowledging them for their support. Hoff then turns his attention back to the ring, focusing his gaze on Drek Stone, the World Champion, who stands in the far side of the ring, glowering at Hoff.
COLE
WOULD YOU LISTEN TO THIS OVATION?!?
The fans continue to shout themselves hoarse as Hoff walks the rest of the way down the entrance ramp and slides into the ring under the bottom strand. Hoff pops to his feet and stares right at Stone, who stares right back at him. The two lock eyes for a brief moment...until Hoff breaks his gaze, turning and climbing the near corner, posing with one foot on the top strand, one on the second, and raising his right arm into the air to the largest crowd cheer ever heard in the state of Minnesota.
"HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF"
The fans have once again taken up the chant of Hoff's name, the rallying cry for their hero. Hoff holds his pose, closing his eyes and truly glorying in the moment. Drek Stone shakes his head as Hoff climbs down from the corner...only to scale the adjacent corner! Hoff climbs to the second rope, and to the fans' delight, raises both of his large arms up and out to the sides, letting loose a primal roar as he flexes his muscled frame for the cameras! Flashes go off all over the arena as Hoff's eyes flash with intensity. The big man snorts as he lets go of his pose, stepping down from the turnbuckles and turning to face the World Champion.
COLE
What a welcome for the hometown hero!
The fans are still chanting Hoff's name as the lights come up and the music fades away. The official for the match calls the two combatants to him, detailing the technicalities of the contest. Hoff and Drek, familiar with the rules of engagement, stare at each other with the strange mixture of respect and contempt.
CABOOSE
Look at these men's eyes, blokes! This kind of intensity is what our World Title is all about.
COLE
Both of these men understand what it's like to be champion. Both of them understand what it will take to make that reality. They are painfully aware of what each other is capable of.
COACH
Absolutely, Mikey, and these two men are simply so good...I can't, and no disrespect to anyone, but I can't remember the last time I was this excited about a title match.
COLE
Arguably the two fastest rising stars of 2004, two of the hottest so far in 2005...I can't think of a better matchup.
The referee finishes his speech, then turns to Drek Stone and asks him if he understands. Stone simply utters "yes," without taking his eyes off of Hoff. The official turns to Hoff, and the big man nods his head, his focus remaining on Drek Stone. The official nods, then holds the World Title high overhead, signifying the prize which will go to the winner of this contest. He walks to the ropes and hands the belt over to an official at ringside, and then calls for the opening bell.
*ding ding ding*
The fans buzz as Hoff and Drek stare each other down, both men daring the other one to move without saying a word. Both men stand their ground, wearing serious, businesslike expressions on their faces. The fans are at the point of explosion...when Drek takes a step forward.
COLE
Oh, my.
COACH
This could explode at any moment.
Hoff stands unmoving, and so Drek takes another step forward, bringing himself nose-to-nose with Hoff. Drek looks up at the big man, finally allowing himself to smirk, then to open his mouth and begin talking smack, berating the #1 contender with no mercy. The fans jeer loudly, but it doesn't faze the World Champion as he runs his mouth, bumping chests with his opponent.
CABOOSE
Now THIS is vintage Drek Stone. Even in the heart of the beast, he shows no fear.
Drek continues to talk trash, presumably to get a reaction out of Hoff that simply isn't coming. The big man stares down his foe, keeping his face a mask...until Drek SHOVES him back sharply.
COACH
Whoa!
The fans draw in their collective breath as their man takes a step backward, tilting his head upward and to the left side. Hoff's jaw sets and his brow furrows as Drek Stone, ever-confident, steps up to Hoff, still jaw-jacking with the big man! Hoff turns his head back to Drek, eyes afire, and Drek stops in mid-speech! Eyes wide, Drek rears back and throws a BIG punch....but Hoff BLOCKS the punch and DRILLS Drek with a HUGE right hand!!
COLE
Here we go!
The crowd EXPLODES as Hoff steps up and throws another HUGE punch, catching Drek in the temple and snapping his head to the side! Drek turns back...right into ANOTHER big right hand that sends him reeling into the ropes! Drek uses his momentum to spring off the ropes with a sucker punch, but Hoff beats him to it and DRILLS him with a big right hand that sends the champ down to the canvas!! The crowd ROARS in approval as Drek quickly finds his feet and turns to face Hoff, who drills him AGAIN and sends him back down!! The resillient champion quickly gets back to his feet, turns, and AGAIN gets sent down with a MASSIVE right hand from Hoff! The fans are ECSTATIC as Hoff waves Drek back to his feet!!
COLE
THIS IS ELECTRIC!
Drek, slightly razzled by the assault, finds his footing again...and walks into another right hand! Another right, and another, and another!! Drek's head snaps back with each vicious blow, and the onslaught backs Drek up into the ropes! Hoff takes a step back, and charges, CRUSHING Drek with a clothesline that sends the champ falling OVER the top rope and to the outside!! The crowd CHEERS as Drek lands unceremoniously on the floor below, and Hoff turns to the audience, waving them up to their feet!!
"HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF"
Drek Stone, on his hands and knees, takes a moment to regain his bearings...
CABOOSE
That's right, champ, take your time. Remember, YOU'RE the champion, this is YOUR match to win. Not his. Come on, buddy.
COLE
Caboose, show some objectivity!
CABOOSE
If these fans won't, I'm not going to either!
Hoff finishes playing to the sold-out crowd, turning his attention back to the rising Drek Stone. No sooner does Drek find his feet than does Hoff come SAILING over the top rope with a diving cross body!! Hoff CRASHES down onto Drek, sending the champ to the floor to a MASSIVE reaction!!
COACH
That's called a "pescado," or so I'm told--
CABOOSE
WHO CARES WHAT IT'S CALLED?! Oh, come on Drek, don't let him push you around like this!! Don't let THESE PEOPLE push you around like this!!
"These people" are absolutely loving every second of Hoff's assault, as the big man straddles the champ following the pescado. Hoff grabs Drek by the hair with his left hand, and, sitting on Drek's chest, fires off a barrage of BIG right hands to the champion! The challenger continues the assault until the referee sticks his head out between the ropes, hollering for Hoff to break the hold and get back into the ring. Hoff halfway obliges, standing up off of Drek's chest, but pulling his foe up by the hair and ramming him into the ring apron! Drek clutches his forehead as he stumbles back into the guardrail.
COLE
Hoff is punishing Drek in the early goings here!
Hoff, in a rare move, pushes Drek's forehead back, exposing his chest...and CHOPS him right in the pectoral region! Fans "wooooooooo!" as the stinging noise of flesh on flesh rings through the arena, and Drek leans forward, clutching his chest with his eyes WIDE and white. Drek's mouth hangs open in pain. Hoff smiles a mocking smile as Drek takes a few steps away, but Hoff grabs him by the hair and pulls him back around, before once again flooring the champion with a big right hand! Drek goes down, and Hoff quickly rolls into the ring to break the count.
COACH
That's one of the hallmarks of a champion, always knowing the environment and making sure not to lose on a technicality like a countout.
CABOOSE
Wait, since when are YOU so smart?
COACH
They knew you'd be broken up if Drek was in trouble, so they told me to bring my A-game.
CABOOSE
You don't HAVE an A-game!
COACH
They implanted some cybernetic components in me last night, and downloaded the knowledge straight to my cerebral cortex.
COLE
Wow, that's odd.
COACH
Tell me about it. They paid me in lollipops and heroin, though, so it's all good.
Hoff rolls out of the ring, despite the referee's plea, and picks Drek up off of the floor. Hoff grabs the champion, scooping him up and dropping him back-first across the guardrail! The fans "ooooh," then cheer the maneuver as Drek Stone lets out a groan of pain.
CABOOSE
That cannot feel good.
Drek lies draped awkwardly over the guardrail, and Hoff takes a step back...then drives a sledgehammer blow to Stone's chest! The fans cheer as Drek falls over the guardrail and to the floor, landing on his chest. Drek slowly tries to pick himself up, getting to his knees and clutching at his sternum.
COLE
An interesting maneuver by Hoff!
COACH
Trait #2 of a champion: use your surroundings to your advantage.
Hoff drags Drek the rest of the way up by his hair, then points to the nearby steel ringpost to the fans' delight! Hoff holds Drek by the head and charges for the post...but Drek stops him with a back elbow to the face!!
CABOOSE
How's that for a championship trait, Coach?! Always be fighting back!
Hoff reels, and the world champion grabs him by the hair! Drek rears back and throws Hoff forward -- but Hoff puts on the brakes! Hoff puts his foot up onto the steel steps, stopping Drek's momentum, and before he can react, Hoff slams HIS face into the steel pole! Drek's skull rebounds off the steel with a sickening *thud*, and the champion falls to the floor yet again.
COACH
Trait #3: be ready for your opponent's next move.
CABOOSE
AAAAAAAAH!! DAMMIT!!
COLE
Before tonight, I would have said Drek Stone was the better brawler, but now I'm not so sure!!
The official breaks his own count mistakenly, leaning over the top rope to admonish Hoff. Hoff just smiles, pleasing the crowd, as Drek crawls around the corner and away. Hoff again rolls in and out of the ring to break the ten count, then heads aroudn the corner in pursuit of Drek...then stops, turns around, and picks up the ring steps.
"YEEEEEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!"
The crowd cheers, knowing fully what Hoff's intentions are. Hoff yells for Drek to get up as he holds the steps, poised to ram them directly into Drek Stone's well-toned body. Drek stops crawling away and reaches up, grabbing the ring apron and using it to pull himself up to his feet.
CABOOSE
Oh, Drek, PLEASE get in the ring!
Drek finds his footing, and takes a step back from the ring. Hoff, seeing the window of opportunity, charges forward as Drek turns...but the champion sidesteps the charge, and catches Hoff in a drop toe hold, sending Hoff down, FACE-FIRST into the steep steps!!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
CABOOSE
YES!!
Hoff's head SNAPS back, and he falls to the side, grabbing his jaw and kicking his legs in obvious pain. Drek takes a second to breathe as he gets back to his feet, then turns and spies Hoff on the ground. With a nasty-lloking scowl, Drek marches over to Hoff and levels a STIFF boot to Hoff's jaw, driving the crowd IRATE!!
CABOOSE
Oh, yes, Drek, hurt him. Make him pay. Show him he't not half the champion you are.
Drek looks up at the screaming referee, and this time it's his turn to break the count, rolling in and out of the ring under the bottom rope. Drek looks down at Hoff, shouting obscenities as he lays in with the boots.
DREK
"YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME?!"
*STOMP*
DREK
"YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?!"
*STOMP*
DREK
"You SON OF A BITCH!!"
*STOMP*
Drek takes a few more shots at Hoff's face, causing the big man to roll over, still clutching at his jaw. To the dismay of the capacity crowd, Drek turns away, spying the ring steps from earlier. With a sick gleam in his eye, Drek walks over to the steel steps, nodding.
COLE
Drek, no, DON'T!
CABOOSE
I didn't hear you complaining when Hoff used them!
COLE
Be that as it may, Caboose, you know this isn't right! This is supposed to be about who's the better wrestler!
Drek picks the steps up, turning back toward Hoff with a devilish grin.
CABOOSE
Aw, BOLLOCKS, Cole! It's about who is the better champion, and the better champ is the man who does EVERYTHING he can to win. That's Drek Stone summed up to a T.
Drek Stone, armed with the steps, walks over to Hoff and kicks the big man in the side. Using his feet, Drek rolls Hoff onto his back, and steps over his chest. Facing Hoff's feet, Drek is in perfect position....to RAM the steps into Hoff's ribs!! The fans are livid as Drek drives the steel to Hoff's midsection, then lifts them up and does it AGAIN before casually tossing the steel to the side. Hoff rolls over onto HIS side, grabbing at his ribs and gritting his teeth in pain. As Hoff rolls away, Drek punds his chest and raises his arm into the air, prompting a shower of jeers from the Minneapolis area faithful.
COLE
Drek Stone is so proud of himself. He is so proud that he is able to mack Hoff in his own hometown.
CABOOSE
He should be!
Drek walks over to Hoff and grabs him by the hair, yanking him up to his feet. Drek drags the dazed Hoff to the ring apron, and gives him a thumb to the eye! Hoff clutches his face, and Drek laughs as he sends Hoff into the ring.
COLE
Now come on, what's the point of that?!
CABOOSE
Hey, if you blind a man, he can't see.
COACH
Drek knows that it's all legal outside of the ring, and he's using the fact to his advantage!
Drek climbs onto the ring apron, standing on the outside as, on the inside, Hoff uses the near ropes to pull himself up. Hoff stands mere inches from Drek as he gets to his feet, and Drek capitalizes with a knee to the midsection, delivered THROUGH the space between the ropes! Hoff shudders, almost collapsing, holding onto the top rope for support. Drek seizes the moment, grabbing Hoff by the hair and running him to the corner, slamming Hoff's face into the top turnbuckle!! Hoff falls backwards, holding his face in his hands as Drek steps into the ring.
COLE
Drek Stone, our OAOAST Champion, has fought off Hoff's onslaught and taken control of this match.
CABOOSE
That's why the man is the best.
Drek struts arrogantly over to Hoff, who slowly makes his way to his knees. Drek Stone's trademark smirk has never been wider as he pulls Hoff up from behind. Drek grabs Hoff's right arm and twists the big man around, hooking him in an ABDOMINAL STRETCH! Hoff cries out in pain as Drek cinches in the hold!
COACH
Drek Stone going after those ribs of Hoff that he bashed with the steel ring steps!
CABOOSE
I don't know anything that's ever been in "good shape" after having a large, metal object dropped on it.
Drek pulls back, grinning, obviously enjoying the level of torture he's inflicting. Hoff screams out, and the referee asks him if he wants to give, but Hoff shakes his head emphatically! The crowd picks up on it, stomping and yelling and trying to get their man fired up....but DREK GRABS THE TOP ROPE!!
COLE
Hey! Come on, that's cheating!
CABOOSE
Awww. You gonna tell on Drek to his mommy?
Hoff SCREAMS bloody murder as Drek uses the added leverage to further torque Hoff's ribs. The ref checks on Hoff again, asking for a submission, but Hoff bites down, gritting his teeth and shaking his head. The ref looks up...but Drek has removed his hand from the top strand! The official notices the rope shaking, and questions Drek about it, but the Reckless One denies it vehemently.
COLE
Yeah, right.
CABOOSE
WHATEVER IT TAKES, Michael. That's what Drek does to win.
COLE
Including cheating!!
CABOOSE
Absolutely.
The ref goes back to check on Hoff, putting himself in position for the big man's submission. Hoff desparately tries to twist forward, trying to throw Stone off of him....but Drek AGAIN grabs the top rope and yanks back on Hoff, drawing a cry from the big man and the ire of the crowd. The ref asks Hoff if he quits -- but then notices Drek's hand!!
COLE
Thank God!
The official points to Drek's hand and the superstar quickly releases the rope, claiming it was an accident, but the official doesn't buy it and gives Drek a five-count to break. Drek starts jawing with the ref as he counts one...two...three...but Hoff HIPTOSSES Drek over as the referee hits four!!
COACH
Whoa, where did that come from?!
COLE
Hoff has so much power, even on bad ribs he's able to toss Drek over!
Drek hits the mat and quickly gets back to his feet, only to be met with a sharp right hand from the big man!! Another, and another, and ANOTHER...
"THE AMERICAN DREAM" DUSTY RHODES
HE BE CLUBBERIN, TONY!!
Hoff's barrage sends the champion reeling, into the ropes, and Hoff follwos him in, whipiing him off the far side and catching him with a BAAAAAAACK bodyd rop that sends Drek flying!!
COLE
What elevation!!
Drek lands on his back and tailbone, and cries out in pain as he grabs his lower back. Hoff stretches out his right side and arm as he stalks over to where Drek has unceremoniously landed! Hoff uses his big boot to push Drek flat onto his back, then sizes the champion up and drops a BIG leg across his throat!! Hoff floats over into a lateral press!!
COLE
First cover of the match!!
ONE! TWO! THR--NO, not quite, as Drek gets his shoulder up before the referee's hand hits. Hoff rolls off of Drek Stone and pulls him up, grabbing him by the neck and dropping him with a swinging neckbreaker! Hoff goes for another pinning attempt, but again, Drek Stone beats the count and gets his shoulder up! Hoff remains unflustered, pulling Drek back to his feet. Hoff whips Drek into the ropes again, and this time waits to meet the champion with a back elbow, but Drek ducks it!! Hoff turns his head back to meet Drek, who quickly grabs his challenger and drops him with a Side Effect! The fans boo loudly as Drek instinctively rolls into a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT, drawing a cheer from the fans...but Drek quickly squelches that by rolling off of Hoff's chest and floating into a modified rear chinlock.
COACH
Nice use of the Side Effect by Drek Stone, furthering the damage to Hoff's ribs, and now he seemingly just wants to keep Hoff down.
CABOOSE
Hoff's one of the most powerful men perhaps in OAOAST history, but all that strength is meaningless when you're lying on the mat.
Hoff lies on his back, and Drek lies neck to him on his side, slapping on a version of a rear chinlock. The ref checks to make sure it's all legal, as Drek Stone shifts his weight, getting to his knees behind Hoff and switching to the standard version of the hold. Hoff looks to either side, and, noting his position in the ring, tries rolling to the left side, to the nearest set of ropes. Drek Stone quickly puts a stop to that, though, yanking Hoff back to the center of the ring. Drek slides back on his knees, pulling Hoff to the true center of the ring. The official checks on Hoff, asking for a submission, but the big man tells him "no way."
CABOOSE
What about that power from Drek Stone, there? That's a nearly-300 pound man he's yanking to the middle of the ring!
COLE
Hoff standing 6'5", maybe 6'6" in his boots, weighing in at just about 275 pounds this evening, definitely has the size advantage over the World Champion Drek Stone, who stands about 6 foot 2, weighs about 235...
COACH
Yeah, but that weight advantage that Hoff has can be a weight DISadvantage in a situation like this! He's got more bulk to move around, and more body to supply oxygen to, if you understand what the Coach is sayin', playas! It's a question of endurance!
CABOOSE
Wow, they actually made you smarter.
COACH
HOLLA!
Hoff looks to either side, and, seeing no alternative, simply starts fighting to his feet! The fans lend their support, stomping and clapping and SCREAMING and again the Hoff chant breaks out, and Hoff makes it to one knee as Drek's eyes go wide, and now Hoff is on his FEET, and he fires an elbow to Drek's ribs!! Another!! ANOTHER!! Drek doubles over and lets go of the hold, and here comes Hoff, CHARGING into the ropes, firing off, and throwing a BIG CLOTHESLINE--NO!! Drek Stone GRABS the arm and takes Hoff DOWN with a FUJIWARA ARMBAR!!!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
CABOOSE
YES!! Right out of the Chris Stevens playbook!!
COLE
Drek Stone simply had Hoff scouted. He knew what was coming and he absolutely KILLED Hoff's momentum.
CABOOSE
Ah, Cole, how many times have we seen Chris Stevens do the exact same thing to the big oaf? I told ya, this man has done his homework!!
Drek Stone arches his back, leaning into the armbar, drawing a SCREAM from Hoff as his body racks in pain. Hoff grits his teeth as Drek torques his right shoulder and elbow, trying his damnedest to dislocate some joints. The referee again asks Hoff if he's had enough, but through gritted teeth, the big man manages to say no.
COLE
Hoff's not gonna give up just yet!!
COACH
Yeah, but how much more can he take? Drek Stone has been applying hold after hold, damaging the entire right side of Hoff's body, cutting off his oxygen...
CABOOSE
This has been a masterwork performance by the Champ thus far.
Drek Stone leans into the hold, violently bending Hoff's right arm at a frightening angle. Hoff's face is a vision of pain, as the big man raises his left arm up...the referee asks Hoff if he gives, and Hoff says nothing, instead holding his hand in the air...
COLE
Come on, big man, don't quit now!! Not like this!!
CABOOSE
SHUT IT, fairy!! TAP, you son of a bitch, tap like the fraud of a contender you are!!
Drek Stone looks over his shoulder, and seeing Hoff's hand ready to tap, leans back even FURTHER into the armbar, sending Hoff SPASMING in pain...but Hoff won't tap!! The Minneapolis crowd is DESPARATELY trying to help, chanting Hoff's name....and it seems to be working as Hoff uses the free left arm to drag himself towards the ropes!!
"HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF"
Drek puts all his power into the armbar....but Hoff takes another reach for the ropes, inching ever closer!!
"HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF"
Hoff makes a grab for the bottom strand...and he GETS it!! Hoff clings to the rope for dear life, and the official orders the champ to break the hold. Drek, looking absolutely FURIOUS, gets up off of Hoff's arm and yells at the ref, who tells Stone that there's nothing he can do!
COLE
Come on, Drek, rules are rules!
CABOOSE
Cole, a man like Drek Stone knows that rules are meant to be broken.
COLE
Drek Stone is despicable.
CABOOSE
He's also great.
Drek turns his wrath back to the challenger, who has started using the ropes to assist himself back up. Drek walks behind Hoff and kicks him square in the left elbow, causing Hoff to let go of the ropes and fall back to the mat!!
"YOU SUCK!"
"YOU SUCK!"
"YOU SUCK!"
"YOU SUCK!"
Drek looks out to the crowd, and pounds his chest, sending the rabid fans into an angry fervor. Drek, scowling, turns back to Hoff, picking his opponent up off of the mat and driving a knee into his midsection! Hoff doubles over, and Drek grabs Hoff with a front facelock, screaming "THIS IS IT!" to the angry crowd!!
COLE
Drek looking for his signature StoneCutter!! If he hits this, it'll be all over!!
Drek grabs Hoff by the waistband of the tights, preparing to lift him up...but Hoff falls to his knee!! Drek Stone laughs, condesencingly, at his opponent's weakness.
CABOOSE
Hoff is too weak to even stand! This is gonna be all over, boys, write it in the record books.
Drek smirks as he reaches over Hoff's back, pulling the big man up by the back of the tights...but as he does Hoff surprises Drek with a double-leg takedown!! The fans go CRAZY as Hoff, from out of NOWHERE, turns Drek over into a BOSTON CRAB!!
CABOOSE
WHAT?!?
COLE
I don't BELIEVE it!!
The crowd is in a FRENZY as Hoff sits down into the Boston Crab, aplying pressure to the back and legs of the champion!! Drek Stone FLAILS in the hold, desparately trying to crawl to the ropes, or break free, but the champ finds himself trapped! Hoff ROARS in triumph as Drek grabs his head, tearing at his hair in pain!!
CABOOSE
NO, Drek!! Your perfect coif!
The referee asks Drek if he wishes to throw in the towel, but Stone shouts a plethora of curses at the man, and he steps back, monitoring the hold.
CABOOSE
I can't believe this. Drek was in control!!
COLE
This is how quickly the tide can change in a match between two stars of this caliber.
Drek, using every muscle in his body, pulls himself closer to the ropes. Hoff arches back, trying to apply more pressure, but Drek takes another "step" towards the ropes.
COACH
The roles are rerversed from a few moments ago, but will the champion have enough to get to the ropes and break the hold?
CABOOSE
Oh, yes he will! COME ON, CHAMP!!
Drek inches closer, and closer, and finally reaches the ropes, pulling Hoff with him. Drek wraps both arms around the bottom and second ropes, clinging to them, and the referee calls for the break. Hoff lets go, falling forward to his knees, exhaustion showing on his face.
COACH
Fellas, you've got to wonder how much the earlier submission holds have weared down the challenger!
CABOOSE
He can't be in good shape. I have never seen holds so expertly applied. Hoff has got to be racked in pain.
COLE
Drek Stone can't be feeling too hot either after that Boston Crab!
CABOOSE
You stay out of this.
Hoff slowly gets to his feet, taking a moment to breathe and compose himself, as Drek Stone climbs up with the aid of the ropes. Drek heads to the nearby corner, resting, but Hoff turns and spies him. Hoff stalks toward Drek, approaching the corner, but Drek stops his advacne with a rake of the face!!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
COLE
Aw COME ON!!
CABOOSE
Heh.
Drek scowls as Hoff steps back, holding his face. Drek steps out and grabs Hoff...but Hoff THROWS him back into the corner!! The Target Center erupts as Hoff charges as Drek with a SHOULDERBLOCK, sandwiching him against the turnbuckles!! Hoff steps back and delivers a big right hand, and another one, and another, sending the champion's head snapping back!! The offiical warns Hoff about using a closed fist...
CABOOSE
ABOUT TIME he caught that!!
Hoff, though, hits him one more time, right between the eyes with a HUGE right that sends Drek reeling! Stone sinks in the corner, using it to support his weight, and Hoff wastes no time grabbing his arm and qhipping him cross-corner!! Drek hits the opposite buckle HARD, and the fans "ooooh" as his back arches in pain from the impact, before the champion sinks into the corner.
COLE
What power!!
Hoff steps into the opposite corner, lining up with Drek and raising one finger high into the air!! Hoff charges at Drek, leaping into the air and coming down with the STINGER SPLASH...but Drek moves at the LAST SECOND!! Hoff hits chest-first, and stumbles out...and Drek grabs him in a full nelson!!
COACH
Could be the Recker, Drek's Dragon suplex!!
COLE
This is a vicious maneuver!
Drek hooks Hoff, but the big man BLOCKS the suplex, hooking his foot around Drek's leg!! Drek steps away, but Hoff uses the momentary distraction to slip his left arm free!! Hoff turns arouns, twisting his right arm and grabbing Drek by the wrist...and Hoff LEVELS the champion with a SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE!!
"YEEEEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!"
Hoff makes the cover!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE-NO!!! Drek kicks out at the last second!!
CABOOSE
COME ON, DREK!!!
Hoff is up to his feet, and he pulls Drek up with him. The challenger grabs the champion and whips him into the ropes, waiting for him in the center of the ring. Drek Stone comes running...into a SNAP POWERSLAM!!
COACH
YO!!
Hoff quickly hooks the leg of Drek Stone after the vicious power move!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR-KICKOUT!! Drek barely gets the arm up as the audience lets out a collective groan of disappointment.
COLE
Hoff ALMOST had him there!
Hoff slaps the mat as he gets back to his feet, stepping behind the rising Drek Stone. Hoff sets up, poising behind Drek Stone, waving the champion to his feet!! The crowd comes ALIVE as Drek gets up, stumbling slightly as he regains his balance!!
COLE
The people know what's coming next!!
Drek turns around, walking right into a SPINEBUST--NO!! Drek elbows Hoff on top of the head, causing the big man to drop the champ! Drek, in the blink of an eye, drives his forearm into theback of Hoff's neck, causing the big man to fall to his hands and knees!! The fans are livid as Drek steps over Hoff's back, and applies a CAMEL CLUTCH!!
COLE
Wow, a Camel Clutch from the world champion!!
CABOOSE
This is a great hold, Michael, it pulls on both the neck and the back. What a brilliant maneuver by our world's champion.
Drek pulls back on Hoff's jaw, bending the neck in ways it was never meant to bend. The official asks Hoff if he wants to give up, but given the challenger's current predicament, all he can do is wave the man off.
CABOOSE
This might be it, guys. No, you know what? This IS it. It's all over.
COLE
Don't be so sure!!
Drek Stone looks down at the top of Hoff's head, briefly letting go with his left arm to drive it into the top of Hoff's skull. The fans jeer the maneuver, so Drek does it again, then looks out over the fans.
DREK
"THIS IS YOUR HOMETOWN HERO!! AHAHAHAHA!!!"
The fans DROWN the arena in a sea of boos, angerd nearly to the point of rioting by Drek's comment. The anger quickly fades, though, as Hoff surprises Drek Stone by slipping his chin free of the hold!!
CABOOSE
What the hell?!
Hoff quickly crawls backwards, out from underneath Drek's legs, and gets to his knees!! The confused and surprised champion turns around!
RIGHT INTO A SPINEBUSTER~!!!!!!!!
"YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
COLE
Oh my GOD!! Hoff just caught Drek Stone with his signature spinebuster!!
CABOOSE
NO! NOOOOOOOO!!
COLE
Cover him, Hoff!!
Hoff, though, lies on the mat, spent from Drek's relentless assault. Drek lies probe from the huge 'buster, and so the referee begins a ten count!
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THREE!"
"FOUR!"
The fans start making more noise, willing their man up off the canvas!
"FIVE!"
And Hoff starts to stir! The fans are ROARING!!
"SIX!"
Drek is still out! And Hoff rolls over onto his stomach!!
"SEVEN!"
Hoff crawls to the World Champion...and DRAPES AN ARM ACROSS HIS CHEST!!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE
NO!!!!!!!! Drek Stone BARELY, BARELY gets his shoulder off the mat!!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
CABOOSE
Oh, thank God.
COLE
What will Hoff have to do to put Drek Stone away?!
Both men slowly, slowly get to their feet, shaking the cobwebs out of their heads. Hoff beats Drek by a second, but it's enough to throw a BIG right hand that stuns the champion! Hoff grabs Drek by the arm and whips him into the ropes, waiting for him to come off the other side! Drek bounds off the strands, and Hoff throws a LARIAT...but Drek DUCKS!! Before Hoff can react, Drek stops on a dime, turns around, and grabs Hoff with a SLEEPERHOLD!!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
COLE
What a counter!
CABOOSE
Oh, yeah, Drek, SQUEEZE the life outta him!!
The crowd gets on the champion as he cinches in the sleeper, tossing Hoff's head back and forth in an attempt to drain the big man's stamina. Hoff sinks to one knee, and the referee checks on him!
COLE
The official making sure the hold is completely legal...
CABOOSE
Of COURSE it is, Cole!! Drek is simply a master at the art of submission wrestling!
Hoff sinks down to both knees...then falls backwards onto his BUTT, with Drek Stone kneeling behind him, keeping the hold applied tightly.
COACH
After all that Hoff's been through in this match, I wouldn't be surprised if this ends it.
Hoff's eyes gloss over, and the crowd keeps booing Drek Stone for sapping the life from their hero. The official notices Hoff beginning to fade, and grabs his left arm, raising it into the air.
The arm drops.
The fans jeer as the official signals one to the timekeeper...but then they come alive, trying valiantly to rile Hoff out of his slumber. Drek keeps the hold expertly applied as the official raises Hoff's arm again.
It drops a second time.
CABOOSE
Well, no one can say Hoff didn't put up one hell of a fight.
The referee signals two, and the crowd knows it's now or never. Already horse from shouting, they scream as loud as they can, cheering, clapping, stomping, blowing airhorns, doing whatever they can to keep Hoff in the match. Drek's eyes light up, a sick smile on his face as the referee raises Hoff's arm for the third and final time.
He lets it go....
AND IT STAYS UP.
COLE
OH MY GOD!!!
The fans BLOW THE ROOF off of the Target Center as Hoff forms a fist!! Drek Stone is beside himself as somehow, Hoff keeps his arm up, staying alive!! The glassy look fades from Hoff's face, and the big man fights to one knee!! Drek tries as hard as he can to lock in the hold even tighter, but Hoff, feeling the momentum, fights up to his feet!! Drek tries clamping the headlock on tighter, but Hoff slips himself behind the Champion, lifts him up -- AND DROPS him to the mat with a Spinning Out Powerbomb!
COACH
YO~!~!
COLE
Ouch! Drek’s head just bounced off the mat from that powerbomb! This match has really started to get wild!
CABOOSE
Well, it looks like it’s about to get a whole hell of a lot more wild in a second. Look who’s running down to the ring!
The camera peels back and focuses on the ramp to find Chris Stevens dashing down to ringside with a steel chair in his hand.
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
The Minneapolis crowd is going absolutely insane with jeers as Stevens immediately slides into the ring with the steel chair in his hand.
COACH
Oh, come on! The last thing we need to see is Chris Stevens out here right now!
CABOOSE
Forget that! ANY time is a good time for Chris Stevens!
Hoff’s eyes widen as he notices his arch-enemy is only seconds away from ruining his Heavyweight Title opportunity. Wielding the bat with as much strength as a pre-steroid trial Jason Giambi, Stevens takes a HUUUUUUUUGE swing with the steel chair….
…AND HOFF DUCKS THE CHAIRSHOT!
“YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The fans in attendance let out a deep gasp as Stevens winds up hitting nothing by air. The momentum of the swing sends him spinning back around, allowing Hoff to hit him with a well-placed shot to the face! The crowd roars as Stevens falls to the mat, allowing the chair to completely slip out of his hands. Hoff starts laying in a nasty series of stomps to the body of Chris Stevens. He then peels him off the mat by his hair -- and throws him OVER the top rope and to the arena floor!
COACH
There we go! Even Chris Stevens isn’t going to be enough to put Hoff down tonight!
Once Stevens hits the floor, a gang of security guards immediately swoop in around him and drag him to his feet. They start pulling him back up to the ramp to a massive reaction. Stevens does his best to struggle out of their grip, but he’s finding that it just isn’t working too well. With everyone focused on the action outside the ring, including the referee, Hoff slowly picks the steel chair up off the mat with a smile on his face. The crowd finally turns his attention to him and begin screaming, as Hoff proudly holds the chair up over his head.
CABOOSE
There’s no way. He couldn’t dare think of doing this!
COACH
Hoff, calm down. Don’t get disqualified! You can beat Drek without it!
CABOOSE
Oh, no, he can’t! But he wouldn’t dare use this chair! He doesn’t have that mean streak anymore! He doesn’t have it!
Despite Caboose’s rantings, Hoff is definitely giving off that impression that his mean streak really does still exist. With a scowl, he stares at Drek Stone, who is still slowly trying to raise himself up off the mat. With the referee’s back still turned, Hoff waits for the Heavyweight Champion to stand back up. Once he does, Hoff takes a deep breath.
Charges forward!
SWINGS the steel chair!
Watches Drek Stone duck!
Sees the referee turn his attention back to the ring action!
AND HITS THE REFEREE RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!
“OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The crowd lets out a loud groan as the referee crumbles down to the mat immediately, holding his head in crippling pain. Hoff slams the chair down to the arena floor in complete frustration afterwards.
COLE
OH NO! The referee is down!
CABOOSE
Do you see how inept this guy is?! He tries to get back that vicious streak and he winds up taking it out on the referee!
COACH
That is such a tough break! But come on, Hoff. Don’t take your attention away from the task at hand!
Unfortunately, that seems to be exactly what Hoff is doing. Instead of focusing on his opponent, he bends down and starts attending to the referee. He tries to shake the official back into consciousness, but that chair shot was just way too hard. The referee is out cold. As Hoff does his best to get the ref back up, he suddenly gets blindsided with a hard forearm to the side of the head from none other than Drek Stone.
CABOOSE
Did he really think he could take his attention away from Drek Stone for more than a few moments?!
Hoff stumbles forward after the forearm, right into the corner. The Heavyweight Champion swoops in right after him and quickly clamps Hoff’s arms behind his head in a full-nelson position.
COLE
Full nelson?! I don’t think I’ve seen this move present in the OAOAST for years!
COACH
Yeah, well, there’s a reason for that.
Drek pulls the big man away from the corner and into the center of the ring. Drek starts swinging Hoff around the ring with the full nelson still locked on, until he realizes that the #1 Contender is coming very, very close to muscling out of the move with his sheer strength. But Drek, thinking quickly, then lifts Hoff up off the ground -- and DROPS him to the mat with a full nelson drop! The crowd starts solidly jeering once again as Hoff hits the ringmat fully on the back of his head.
CABOOSE
There we go! As Drek said last Thursday, Hoff might have more muscle. But Drek is much more skillful at actually using strength to his advantage!
As Hoff lays stunned on the mat, the Heavyweight Champion tries to make the best of this opportunity. Grabbing a solid grip of Hoff’s hair, he starts violently yanking him off the mat and back up to his feet. Once the #1 Contender is in a standing position, Drek gives him a stiff kick to the stomach and sets him up in a front-facelock position.
COLE
Drek Stone looks like he’s seconds away from closing this match out!
CABOOSE
Oh, we can only hope!
The fans start screaming for Hoff to do something -- ANYTHING -- to escape out of the Stonecutter. Drek, loving to hear their pleading, smiles widely, then tightens the grip aroud Hoff’s neck. He finally LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE STONECUTTER….
CABOOSE
YES!!
….NO! Drek jumps up for his finishing move, but by holding the nearby top rope, Hoff manages to stay steady on his own two feet! Once Drek floats back to the mat, Hoff hits him with a vicious punch to the stomach. Stone doubles over for a second, which gives Hoff the chance to wrap his large forearm around the champion’s neck, and pull him back into a rear facelock position.
COACH
Uh-oh! Now it’s Hoff’s turn to see if he could finish this thing off!
Drek tries swatting his way out of the move, but they don’t seem to be working too effectively at this point. With the Minneapolis crowd screaming in approval, Hoff lifts Drek Stone up in a reverse-suplex position….
CABOOSE
NO! NO!!
…AND DROPS HIM TO THE MAT WITH THE FUTURE SHOCK!!
“YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”
“HOFF!”
“HOFF!”
“HOFF!”
Immediately after the move, Hoff rolls Drek Stone onto his back and makes the cover.
“ONE!!!!!”
“TWO!!!!”
“THREE!!!”
“FOUR!!!”
CABOOSE
What the hell are these people counting for?! There’s no referee!
Hoff groans as he also comes to the realization that there is simply no official present to make the count. But his disappointment comes to a quick end when he spots a SECOND referee running down to ringside and sliding into the ring!
CABOOSE
NO!!! NO!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
NO!! SHOULDER UP!!
Nearly every single soul in the building lets out a huge gasp as Drek JUST manages to get out of the pinfall attempt.
CABOOSE
Oh, thank GOD! THANK GOD!
COLE
I can NOT believe just how close we were to crowning a new Heavyweight Champion.
COACH
And everyone here in Minneapolis --- including Hoff -- just can’t believe Drek Stone kicked out of the Future Shock!
CABOOSE
Damn! What are the odds that a second referee would come at THAT very moment? I mean, really now! The odds continue to be stacked against our champion!
Hoff rolls off Drek’s chest, just looking completely spent. It’s easy to see that there’s no way he thought Drek Stone would be able to kick out of the Future Shock. Inhaling deep breaths now, Hoff moves back up to his feet and raises his arms up to his hometown crowd.
“YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Calmly wiping the sweat off his forehead, Hoff grabs the Heavyweight Champion by the back of his head and starts lifting him to his feet once more. Once Drek woozily gets into a standing position, Hoff hooks him into prime position for a Rock Bottom!
COACH
The Future Shock might not have finished Drek Stone off, but this Rock Bottom DEFINITELY would if he hits it!
For a moment, Hoff looks out at the crowd piled into the Target Center, each one shouting for him to put this one away. With triumph almost imminent, HOFF LIFTS DREK STONE UP FOR THE ROCK BOTTOM…..
…..BUT, IN MID-AIR, DREK SLIDES BEHIND HOFF’S BACK AND BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A CRUCIFIX PIN!! The building explodes in shock as the referee drops down for the count!
ONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
KICKOUT!! HOFF JUST MUSCLES HIS WAY OUT OF THE CRUCIFIX!!
CABOOSE
I do NOT believe it! What in the HELL will it take to get Hoff down for the three count?!
Drek, not believing that his Herculean effort would only earn him a two count, turns to the referee and angrily holds up three fingers. You know, to indicate that he thought it was a three count. The referee shakes his head and says, indeed, that the count was only two. In frustration, Drek stands back up and gets closer to the referee. This time, he bumps chests with the official, shoving him into the corner, still screaming that it was a three count. Once again, the referee tells him it was only two.
COLE
Drek Stone is really starting to lose his cool here. This is not a mistake I think he wants to make.
Seeing that he’s not going to get anywhere by arguing with the referee, the Heavyweight Champion turns away from him and focuses his attention back onto Hoff, who is slowly making his way back up by using the middle rope. As the #1 Contender struggles to stand, Drek waits behind him, almost as if he was stalking him. After a few moments, Hoff finally manages to get up! He starts to turn around slowly, and Drek jumps up for a huricarana!
NO!
Hoff catches him into a powerbomb position!
CABOOSE
Oh no! OH NO!!
Drek tries kicking his legs excitedly to get out of the predicament, but Hoff tightens his grip on the champ’s lower body. He then starts sprinting around the ring, trying to throw off Drek Stone’s sense of balance.
COACH
Could Hoff REALLY be going for what I think he is?!
After a few moments of running, Hoff stops in the center of the ring.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Screaming loudly, Hoff finally swings his opponent off his shoulders. As Drek goes hurtling down, Hoff catches him -- AND SPIKES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A BRUTAL SPINEBUSTER!!
COLE
H-BOMB!! HOFF HIT THE H-BOMB ON DREK STONE!!
COACH
We haven’t seen that move in MONTHS!
Drek Stone hits the mat lifelessly, and Hoff immediately hooks the leg for the pinfall. The referee drops down for the count!
CABOOSE
NO! NO! DREK, KICK OUT! PLEASE KICK OUT!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The Target Center absolutely ERUPTS once they hear that bell ring, with everyone instantly rising to their feet in celebration. “Black” starts to blast over the loudspeakers as Hoff rolls off Drek’s body and looks out to the crowd with a wide grin on his face.
COLE
YES! YES! HOFF DID IT!! HOFF HAS CAPTURED THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP ONCE AGAIN!!
CABOOSE
I…..I can’t believe it. Oh no, this can’t be happening!
The reaction in the building manages to get even louder once the referee actually hands the Heavyweight Belt to Hoff. With tears in his eyes, Hoff cradles the belt in his right hand and kisses the gold plating of the title excitedly.
CABOOSE
Not right before AngleMania. Oh, god. I can’t believe this is happening.
Buffer even has a smile on his face as he walks into the ring and picks up the microphone to make the final announcement.
BUFFER
Your winner……..AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW OAOAST HEAVYWEIGHT……wait, what?
Michael Buffer’s announcement is suddenly stopped by the referee, who seems to be whispering something in his ear. But this isn’t the referee who made the count. Oh, no. This is the referee that originally got hit in the head with that steel chair. The camera zooms up close to catch the conversation between the two men.
BUFFER
So wait, what are you trying to say here?
REFEREE #1
I’m saying Hoff needs to get disqualified for using that steel chair. I’m the designated referee, and I say this match ends in a disqualification. Announce it.
The crowd, catching a snippet of this conversation, begins getting absolutely livid as Buffer moves the microphone towards his mouth.
BUFFER
Ladies and gentlemen, I’m being told there has been a change in plans. Since Hoff hit this referee with a steel chair before, he is now being officially disqualified for those actions! So your winner…..
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
BUFFER
..AND STILLLL THE OAOAST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….
Suddenly, Buffer’s announcement is interrupted by the referee once again. But now, this is the one that actually made the Hoff pinfall earlier.
REFEREE #2
No. Michael, make the announcement I told you to make earlier.
REFEREE #1
Excuse me! I was the designated man for this contest, and I was taken out by Hoff swinging that steel chair! This may not be popular, but it’s the right decision! Hoff needs to be disqualified for those actions!
REFEREE #2
No way! Hoff did not hit you with that steel chair intentionally! I was still here to make the three count, and Hoff won the title fair and square. Buffer, announce it the way it should be.
Referee #2 walks over to Hoff and raises his right hand, receiving a massive positive reaction in return.
REFEREE #1
Don’t you dare. I told you how to announce this ending!
Referee #1 moves over to Drek Stone, who is now leaning against a nearby corner, sucking in air as quickly as possible. The official raises Drek’s hand, this time getting a huge amount of jeers for doing so!
CABOOSE
Well, I know which way I would decide this thing.
COLE
There are two opposing viewpoints here -- but, in a way, both of them are actually right. How could this be decided?
The two referees raise the combatants’ respective hands once again, with the fan reactions altering between cheers and jeers. After a few seconds of that…