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The camera cuts to the parking lot backstage. A nice black limousine is shown arriving. The camera does a close-up of the license plate, which reads: LCREW 1 The limousine door opens, and the camera pans up to reveal…VITAMIN X! CROWD BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! VX walks up to the limo driver. VITAMIN X Try to drive better next time. I almost spilled wine on my shirt. DRIVER Sorry, sir. VITAMIN X Well, you still deserve a tip. Vitamin X reaches into his right pocket. VITAMIN X Here you go. DRIVER A penny!? VITAMIN X Just be glad I gave you a tip, sunshine. You almost ruined my $800 shirt! The driver gets back into the limo cursing under his breath. X just smiles at him. VITAMIN X Oh snap! I almost forgot! X heads back into the limo, and comes out with the hubcap he stole from the El Camino! VITAMIN X Can’t come to the ring without this! HA! HA! HA! VX kisses the hubcap, and then starts walking with a smirk on his face. COLE Vitamin X is here in the Georgia Dome! COACH Why did he arrive by himself? The Lightning Crew is already here! CABOOSE Because Vitamin X travels in style! The Lightning Crew may have The Lightning Crew Mobile, but X would rather ride in limos, jet planes, and Its. And you can bet that limo is very expensive! COLE Vitamin X is here, and we got a lot more HeldDOWN~! to come! Stay with us!

OAOAST HeldDOWN~!! La La once again accompanies our opening video. Let's go to the arena in...wherever...wherever, I can't remember. Whever we are, it's lit up by the FIREWORKS~... The cameras show off the crowd, rabid as always for more action. We then cut to Triple C, ready to go as always. COLE Folks, welcome to a big night on HeldDown. Michael Cole, alongside the Coach and Caboose, and we have a wild night. Our new GM, Calvin Szechstien, is taking charge, and we know that the GPX will take on two men of Cal's choosing! COACH And the X-Division title will be on the line, as PK takes on Crystal! CABOOSE Plus that louse, Stephen Joseph, takes on...ugh. COACH Say it, Boo-boo! CABOOSE ....Joseph takes on The Cow. COACH YEAH~! COLE Also, very important. Tonight we have learned that Axel, our WORLD CHAMPION, is in a meeting with Calvin, and we'll update you on that as the night rolls on. CABOOSE And our Heartland Champ, Alfdogg, has a HUGE announcement as well. I'm excited! Feel my nipples! COLE Maybe later! For now, let's go to the ring! Thought I heard a blackbird sing up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whining boy if you will Born where the sun don’t shine And I don’t deny my name ~”So Many Roads” by the Grateful Dead plays, and Otaku II walks out with Mike Guerriero coming out soon after. Otaku has a Steal Your Face shirt on, but Mike has his Punisher shirt on, as usual. They give out high fives as they walk down to the ring, and when they get to the ring, Otaku gets a microphone from the guys ringside, then hops up onto the apron and holds up the peace sign high. A few old GCW fans cheer, remembering that used to be an Otaku trademark, then he gets into the ring with Guerriero. The music dies down.~ Otaku: Tuesday was the tenth anniversary of Jerry Garcia’s death. Jerry, we hope you finally found your road home. ~A few Deadheads pop at the mention of Garcia.~ Otaku: But, much as I’d love to talk more about Jerry Garcia, there’s something going on in the OAOAST that I’d like to talk about. This supposed uprising against the “Originals.” Drek Stone, let me save you some trouble, I’m not interested in helping you. Where I come from, GCW, we were taught to respect tradition, respect those who have come before us. OAOAST, just like GCW, is built on tradition. To deny the legacy of Zack Malibu or whoever is to deny the credibility of the OAOAST and every single belt in the promotion. It means that when this generation takes the place of Zack Malibu’s, we ask that the next tear us down. It’s cannibalistic. You are going to bring ruin to this promotion. Chew on that, pal. ~The crowd begins to boo, and Otaku looks puzzled, but that’s because Mr. Boricua has come out of the crowd. He clubs the back of Otaku’s head, knocking him down. Puerto Rican walks onto the stage with a mike.~ Puerto Rican: Otaku, get ready to get smashed by the CUBAN WALL~! Cole: Oh my! ~Cuban Wall walks out as Puerto Rican walks into the back. Meanwhile, in the ring, Mike Guerriero has pulled Boricua off Otaku.~ Cole: And Guerriero hits the big belly to belly suplex! ~Guerriero LEAPS~! into the air, to great cheers from the crowd, and then he picks up Boricua.~ Caboose: He wants the Final Judgement! This is totally uncalled for! It’s not right! He’s nothing but a thug, just like the character he admires so much! Cole: Come on, Caboose, Boricua had no right to be involved here! ~Cuban Wall strolls down to the ring, taking his time, jawing off at the fans and flexing his muscles. Guerriero stares down at Wall, but he just gets Otaku to his feet, and rolls Boricua out of the ring before getting out himself. Otaku is shaky on his feet as Wall finally gets into the ring. On the outside, Guerriero pulls up Boricua and drags him backstage to take care of the big Mexican.~ Cole: We have referee in the ring, guess we have a match! ~Cuban Wall warms up by doing some shadowboxing to make Otaku look worse as he gets to his feet after Boricua’s attack. Then, when Otaku is standing, he grabs the guy by the mask and throws him out of the ring!~ Cole: There was no need for that! Caboose: Actually, if you think about it, Cole, he’s letting Otaku get 10 more seconds to gather himself. Cole: After getting thrown head first out of the ring? Yeah, right. ~Cuban Wall isn’t going to give him then more seconds to rest, he’s going to beat Otaku up on the outside. He gives chase, grabbing Otaku by the mask again and slamming his head on the guard rail. Otaku snaps off the rail, and walks into a kick to the midsection by Wall, who sets up a vertical suplex. He lifts up Otaku and holds him up there for several seconds as the referee tries to get them back in the ring. Wall brings him down hard on the mats!~ Cole: Those mats don’t really provide any cushioning, the Cuban Wall basically just suplexed Otaku onto concrete! ~Wall pulls up Otaku and looks to throw Otaku head first into the stairs, but Otaku blocks and Wall ends up slamming into the stairs!~ Caboose: Now why aren’t you complaining about this, Cole? Cole: He just got what he deserved there, Caboose. ~Otaku rolls into the ring, holding his back a bit. However, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle and sees Wall getting to his feet.~ Cole: What is he gonna do? ~Otaku invokes the spirit of Ricky Steamboat with a FLYING CROSSBODY~!~ Cole: WOW! ~Otaku gets up and throws up the peace sign again, and the crowd cheers. Otaku rolls back into the ring and appeals to the fans as Wall recovers on the outside. He finally gets to his feet and rolls in himself. They circle, and then Wall tries to grapple, but Otaku ducks under it and slides through Wall’s legs and hits Wall with a dropkick, which knocks Wall into the ropes, but Wall uses this to his advantage by hitting Otaku with a big boot to the head!~ Caboose: Did you see that? What power by Cuban Wall! What strategy! What a great representative of the Lightening Crew! Cole: Are you getting paid by Puerto Rican or something? Caboose: Wouldn’t you just love to know? ~Otaku holds his head as he gets up, but he sees Wall trying to attack again, and slides in with a drop toe hold! Otaku goes to Wall’s head and looks like he’s trying to set up the Bubblegum Crash, but Wall reverses into a back body drop. Wall pulls up Otaku and whips him into a corner! Wall follows and RIPS~! the Steal Your Face shirt off Otaku to deliver a STIFF CHOP~!~ Cole: That was tasteless! Otaku was wearing that shirt to honor the anniversary of Jerry Garcia’s death! Caboose: Aw, who cares about some old dead hippie? Cole: Where is Coach, anyhow? Coach: ZZZZZZ Cole: Well, that explains it. ~Otaku starts firing back with chops, the Deadheads in the crowd getting behind him, driving Cuban Wall back before whipping Wall into the ropes…~ Cole: SHINING WIZARD BY OTAKU! Caboose: Excited enough, Cole? ~Otaku throws up the peace sign one more time before applying the Sharpshooter!~ Cole: Wall taps! Wall taps out! The camera cuts to The Lightning Crew dressing room. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican is sitting on a couch, while Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez is pacing around the room, holding her neck. MS. LINDSAY GONZALEZ ¡Ese puta! ¡Esa perra! ¡Su y su asshole de un marido! ¡Los odio ambos! ¡Cómo el atrevimiento ellos hace esto a mí! ¡Soy la 1ra señora del equipo del relámpago! ¡Oh, son TAN muertos! ¡No puedo creer esto! ¡Otaku y Ayane! ¡cAmbos aspiran! ¡No puedo esperar hasta que usted golpea el asno de Otaku con el pie en AngleSlam! Ugh. ¡Pissed yo de uno también muchas veces! PRL Lindsay. Lindsay. Calm down. Calm down. LINDSAY I will NOT calm down! I want a match against Ayane! I want a match against Ayane at AngleSlam! PRL You want a one-on-one match against Ayane Mitsui at AngleSlam? LINDSAY Damn right! Uno en uno. I want to get my hands around that little puta’s neck, and just CHOKE the life out of her! PRL Okay. You sure you want to do this? LINDSAY Honey, you’re going to face Otaku at AngleSlam. I think it’s only fair that I face Ayane at AngleSlam. This crap has got to end! Ayane’s been bugging me for far too long! I hope she accepts my challenge. Because if she does, come AngleSlam, I’m going to show her why they call me the Latina Bitch! At AngleSlam, I’m going to take out Ayane once and for all! She is going down! THA PUERTO RICAN Ha! Ha! That’s my girl! No wonder I love you! PRL and Lindsay kiss, and then hug. PRL Don’t worry. Ayane’s going to accept your challenge. At AngleSlam, you’re going to show the whole world why you are the greatest woman wrestler in the OAOAST! LINDSAY Oh yeah. I will. PRL Definitely. And you know why? Because you are my girlfriend. And Tha Puerto Rican only has sex with the best hoes, uh, girls in the world! LINDSAY Girls? PRL I mean girl! Girl! I only have sex with you. No one else. You’re my only girlfriend. No one else. LINDSAY Oh. PRL and Lindsay hug. The camera catches PRL wiping sweat off his forehead. PRL Phew. *commercial*

Suffice to say Tony is half-right. Show's going up now, an explanation to follow tonight or tomorrow (I just came from the Vikes game and I'm frickin' exhausted).

I don't know much about cricket, but your argument seems awfully thin to me, Eski. When you think a pitch is high and inside and it breaks low, you're severly screwed. Spin is a huge factor, and control of that spin.

@#$% never mind then

If the GPX aren't busy, I'd like to use them....BOTH of them. Tag guys, give me a holla. BTW, they'll be laying down...BOTH of them. Basically, my plan is to have them call Hoff out on only giving "young guys" a shot at his #1 contendership, and Hoff challenges them BOTH later that night (separate matches). Hoff'd win the first decisively, but the second would give him a run for his money, probably ending in a roll-up or something. The boys then lay Hoff out until Axel makes the save. Lemme know if that's cool.

There's absolutely different types of spins baseball pitchers use. There's your straight fastball, but even there there's a 2-seam or a 4-seam, with differences in speed and spin. There's also a curveball, which, well, curves; a slider which, y'know, slides; a sinker, and so on. Basically, each pitch has different speed and different motion, and the point is to choose the correct assortment of pitches to prevent the batter from getting a read on your timing, thus preventing him from getting a hit. It takes a lot of training to learn the different pitches, how to hold them, how to move your arm, and how much oomph to put on them. For most guys it's an ongoing process full of expirimentation, especially when you factor in injuries. There's straight fastball guys, guys like Randy Johnson, and there's guys who can't throw that fast but have great movement on their pitches, like Brad Radke. But the best guys are usually the ones that can do both. So, yeah, there's a lot of skill involved.

Yeah there's no technique to pitching a baseball, at all....

I apologize for being beyond lazy lately, and the lack of feedback. I'll...try my best to motivate myself. Anyway, this week, Hoff has words for the World Champion, Axel. Also, will we hear from CSI? Tune in to find out?

....cricket?

I have no idea what's going on right now.

I'm your hook-up, holla if ya hear me. Show will be up around 10 PM Eastern, so try to have everything to me by then.

Dirty Deeds @ Fenway?

You have piqued my curiosity. What were you originally gonna say?

The cameras cut to a shot of Triple C at ringside, manning Sofa Central as only they can. COLE Fans, it has been a wild night here on HeldDown. We've learned that we have a new General Manager, and that he is CALVIN SZECHSTEIN-- CABOOSE And Boss, I hope you got that fruit basket I sent in. COLE Wait, how did you already send him a welcoming present? CABOOSE I have my ways. COLE In any event, it has been an eventful night, and we are all set to cap it off with a fantastic main event. Hoff, the number one contender, defending his AngleSlam title shot against the OAOAST Heartland Champion, Alfdogg. COACH Aw, yeah, playas. This is gonna be a hot one. These two guys are red-hot right now, and you know they're gonna tear the house down. COLE Absolutely, two of the hottest, winningest superstars in recent weeks. Hoff of course won the Battlebowl event to win his title shot, and since then he has defended that chance against any and all comers, and not only that, he's beaten each and every one of them. COACH Yeah, and meanwhile, Alfdogg won the then-Puerto Rican title from, well, tha Puerto Rican, renamed it the Heartland Title, and he's held onto it against challenger after challenger! COLE Both these guys had great nights last Sunday at License to Pin, both of them beating CSI members. Hoff over Brock Ausstin, and Alfdogg over Hoff's most notorious rival, Chris Stevens! CABOOSE Well, good for them. COLE And that brings us to tonight. Hoff, Alfdogg, the #1 contendership, and it starts....NOW! Michael Buffer stands in the center of the ring, house mic in hand. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our MAAAAAAAAAAIN EVENT!! The house lights go down as "The Wall" by Kansas hits the speakers, and the crowd lets out a good-sized cheer! The cheers grow louder as the OAOAST Heartland Champ, Alfdogg, steps onto the stage! COLE And there he is! The man with a golden opportunity! Alf adjusts the Heartland Title belt on his shoulder, shining it with the palm of is hand before patting it. The champ grins cockily as he struts down the aisle. COACH These fans are feelin' Alfdogg here tonight! COLE Lately he's been winning over the crowd, slowly, week by week...plus, he probably has some goodwill left from defeating Chris Stevens on Sunday. CABOOSE The morons in this audience had the gall to boo my man, Chris Stevens, in that violent barbed wire ladder match. But hey, we could do worse than Alfdogg. Alf climbs the ring steps and steps into the ring, holding his Heartland Championship over his head, showing it off for the crowd. Alf hands the title to referee Brian Hebner, who hands it to the timekeeper. COLE Well, Alf seems in high spirits, and hopefully that confidence will give him an edge in his match against, arguably, the hottest commodity in wrestling today. CABOOSE Oh, give it a rest, Cole. "The Wall" fades as Alfdogg takes off his OAOAST Originals jersey, revealing the sleeveless white t-shirt underneath. The fans buzz during the ensuing moments of silence.... [b][color=silver]*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!*[/color][/b] And then COME ALIVE as "Black" hits and onto the stage steps HOFF!!! COLE THERE HE IS!! Hoff looks out over the fans, smiling and nodding his head before making his way down the aisle. The big man slaps the hands of the fans in the aisle, but keeps his gaze on the man in the ring. COACH And Mikey, I don't know if this man is the hottest commodity in wrestling, but he's damn sure the most popular! CABOOSE Bah. You know what? These fans don't know what's what. They boo athletes like Drek Stone, like Chris Stevens, and they cheer slugs like this. It sickens me. Hoff slides into the ring, popping to one knee and looking hard into the eyes of Alfdogg. Alf raises an eyebrow, looking unimpressed by the #1 contender. Hoff gets to his feet, then turns, climbing the near corner. Flashbulbs light the air in the arena as Hoff throws his fist into the air, posing for the crowd. The big man steps off the ropes, then blows past Alfdogg, heading to the far corner and flexing his muscles to another round of flashbulbs. COLE Hoff has told us that he is in the best shape of his career, and I for one believe him. It's going to be a tough road for Alfdogg tonight. CABOOSE Yeah, but don't forget, Alfdogg has championship experience. He's a former World Champion himself. He's done everything Hoff has, and more. In fact, I think Hoff might be the one in for a long night. Hoff hops off the ropes and meets Alfdogg in the center of the ring. The two men lock eyes, Hoff's focused gaze in stark contrast to Alf's self-assured grin. BUFFER This contest is scheduled for one fall, with TV time remaining, and it is for the OAOAST NUM-BER ONE CONTENDERSHIP!!! Introducing first, the challenger. Hailing from Anderson, Indiana, and weighing in at 240 pounds, he is an OAOAST Original, a legend in his own time, and a former Heavyweight Champion of the World. The reigning Heartland Champion, tonight he looks to earn the right to challenge Axel at AngleSlam on August 28th. Ladies and gentlemen.......ALFDOGG!!!!!!!!!!!! Alf turns to the crowd and holds his hands out, looking for applause. A few of the audience members jeer, but the majority give Alfdogg a round of applause. BUFFER And his opponent. From Minneapolis, Minnesota, and weighing in at 275 pounds. He is a former World Champion looking to regain his crown. Tonight, he defends his right to do so as if it were the title itself. The reigning and defending number-one contender......HE IS.....HOFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hoff looks left, then right, raising his fist into the air to a massive ovation. Alfdogg lets out an arrogant laugh, shaking his head at the big man. BUFFER So, for the thousands in attendance tonight, and for the millions watching around the world.....LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLETS GET READY TO RUM-BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!!!!!!!!!!!! Buffer exits the ring as Brian Hebner reads the instructions to both men. Contender and challenger both nod, prompting Hebner to ring the bell! *ding ding ding ding ding* COLE Here we go! The bell rings, but Hoff and Alf remain unmoving, staring at each other. Alf spits the wad of gum he was chewing out of the ring, then looks at Hoff, jutting out his chin. Alf turns the side of his face to Hoff, offering up a free shot. The fans boo, but Hoff crosses his arms, shaking his head. CABOOSE Aw, come on, ya wimp. Take the shot. Hoff shrugs, prompting Alfdogg to scowl. Alf lowers his jaw, then shoves Hoff back! The big man's eyes flare as he stumbles back, then charges at Alf and tackles him to the mat!! The crowd goes wild as Hoff begins hammering the Heartland champ with big right hands! COLE There you go, Caboose! There's the shot Hoff was waiting for! Alf crawls away from the big man, but Hoff gets to his feet and grabs his foe from behind! Hoff grabs an arm and whips Alf into the ropes. Alf comes back, and Hoff catches him with a shoulderblock that sends him to the canvas! Hoff falls on top of Alfdogg, and Hebner drops to his knees, but Alf kicks out before he can slap the mat. Both men get to their feet, and Hoff again grabs Alf by the arm, whipping him toward the ropes, but Alf reverses and Hoff hits the strands! The big man comes barrelling in, and Alf catches him with a HARD back elbow! Hoff's head snaps back, the impact sending Hoff crashing to the mat. Alf pounces, straddling Hoff's chest and laying in with some right hands of his own! COACH Alfdogg is one tough brawler, and it might be tough for Hoff to match fists with him! Hoff covers, but the fists of Alf do their damage. Alf gets off of his foe, then measures him up before dropping a forearm across Hoff's face! The big man grabs his nose, and Alf hooks his leg for a cover! Hebner counts one, but that's all he gets before Hoff kicks out to a big pop! COLE Hoff powers out easily. Both men going for covers early on, maybe hoping to score a fluke pinfall! CABOOSE As far as I'm concerned, every win of Hoff's is a fluke. COACH Well if that's the case, he's on the biggest fluke streak I've seen in a while. Alfdogg pulls the #1 contender up by the hair, throwing a few forearm shots to the bridge of Hoff's nose. The big man reels, and Alf throws him into the ropes! Hoff comes off the far side, and Alf throws a beautiful superkick, but Hoff catches the boot! Hoff spins the nacho-loving grappler around, grabbing him from behind and planting him with a back suplex! The fans cheer as Hoff rolls up to his feet, sizing up his foe before leaping into the air and dropping a leg across Alfdogg's throat! Hoff rolls over into a cover, ONE, TWO, and Alfdogg kicks out!! CABOOSE I'll say this much. One of Hoff's strongest points is his ability to act on the fly. It's not chain wrestling, per se, although we've seen him do that. It's ring generalship. He knows where he is, and acts accordingly. Hoff, now, picks Alfdogg up by his long locks and drives a knee into his stomach. Alf doubles over, and Hoff grabs his neck, snapping him down with a swinging neckbreaker! The big man goes for another cover, Hebner counts, but again, Alfdogg is out at two. COLE Well we saw Hoff have some trouble with Brock Ausstin on Sunday, but so far, he has been in control here. COACH Well it's rare that Hoff sees somebody as powerful as he is in the ring. He's much more used to seeing these smaller, quicker athletes, and so he knows how to handle them, if ya feel me, playas. Hoff climbs to his knees and pulls Alf's head up, applying the dreaded REAR CHINLOCK~! Hoff squeezes his arms, applying a lot of pressure, but Alf is able to fight up to his feet and throw an elbow to Hoff's gut! Hoff loses his grip, and Alf SMASHES his knee into Hoff's skull!! The crowd "ooohs" as the dull thud resonates throughout the arena, and Hoff falls onto his back. Alf walks over to Hoff, then turns to face the crowd....before delivering a STANDING MOONSAULT!! COLE WOW! What a move! Alf hooks a leg as Hebner makes his count! ONE!! TWO!! THR-NO!!! Hoff kicks out, and the fans applaud! COACH This match is kinda similar to the Hoff/Some Guy affair from a couple weeks ago, although the fans here seem to be giving Alfdogg more respect than they did to SG. COLE So far, both men putting on a clean, if hard-hitting, matchup. Alfdogg, looking a bit miffed that the moonsault wasn't enough, pulls Hoff to his feet and throws a hard blow to Hoff's temple. Hoff stumbles away, resting in the corner, but Alf grabs him, pulls his arm back, and delivers a hard knee to Hoff's ribs! Hoff groans in pain as he doubles over, and Alf pushes him back up and does it again! The fans get on Alf a little bit as he smiles, enjoying the punishment he's laying on the #1 contender. Alf drives another knee into the ribs of Hoff, then pulls him out by the hair. Alf hooks Hoff by the head, grabs his waist, and brings him over with a snap suplex. Alf floats into a cover, and the official makes the count! ONE!! TWO!! KICKOUT!! COLE Almost got him right there! CABOOSE Alfdogg's got his momentum rolling, fellas. Alfdogg pulls his opponent to his feet and hooks Hoff once more for a vertical suplex. Alf tries to lift the big man, but Hoff blocks it with his leg! Hoff throws a knee to Alf's gut, and another! The fans cheer, but the cheers turn sour as Alf lets go, rears back, and smashes Hoff with a huge headbutt! Hoff spins, reeling in pain! COACH Alfdogg is using his h-- CABOOSE DON'T say it. COACH Yeah all right, but you know what I was gonna say. Alf grabs Hoff-- COACH ALF USED HIS HEAD LOLZ~! CABOOSE You SON OF A-- Caboose, on the sofa, tackles Coach as Alfdogg grabs Hoff by the back of the neck, snapping him down with a modified neck breaker! Alf gets to his feet and stalks around Hoff, grabbing the big man by the legs! The fans buzz as Alf steps through! COLE Alfdogg could be going for the Sharpshooter! Alf crosses Hoff's legs as the big man struggles!! Alf leans to one side, trying to turn the big man onto his stomach, but Hoff resists! Alf tries to turn the other direction, but Hoff kicks him off! Alf bounces into the ropes and comes off, kicking at Hoff, but the big man rolls out of gthe way and gets to his feet! Alfdogg angrily grabs Hoff and shoves him into the corner, rifling off a knifedge chop-- "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" --but Hoff grabs Alf and reverses, throwing him into the corner! The fans go wild as Hoff rears back and throws a big right hand, and another, and another! Hoff tears into Alf with big rights, then grabs his dazed foe and whips him corss-corner! Alf hits the far buckles hard, his back arching in pain....then gets SQUASHED with a Stinger Splash! COLE Stinger Splash! Hoff is rolling!! Hoff backs out of the corner with a smile, and Alfdogg falls to the canvas! Hoff rolls him onto his back and hooks the leg! ONE!! TWO!! NO!! Alfdogg throws a shoulder up!! COLE Hoff coming awfully close to retaining his contendership! The big man pulls Alfdogg to his feet, then throws him into the ropes and catches him with a high back body drop-- NO!! Alf flips in midair and lands on his feet! Hoff turns around--right into an Alfdogg superkick!! The big man crashes to the mat, and Alf drops on top of him, hooking the leg!! COLE Will it be enough? ONE!! TWO!! THRNO!!! Kickout!! The crowd lets out an audible sigh as Hoff throws his shoulder into the air. COLE Hoff just barely kicking out of that big superkick by Alfdogg! Alf, looking exasperated, gets to his feet, waving Hoff up. The crowd throws Alf a few boos as Hoff slowly gets to his feet. Alf sneaks up behind him and hooks him in a full nelson, but Hoff slips his arms free and ducks behind Alf with a standing switch! Hoff hooks Alf with a rear waistlock and tosses him overhead with a German suplex! He holds the bridge! Hebner with the count!! ONE!! TWO!! NO!!! Alfdogg throws a shoulder up, breaking the bridge! COLE So, so close! Hoff rolls up to his feet and grabs Alf, pulling him up from behind! The #1 contender clubs Alf in the back of the neck, then grabs him from behind, hooking him in a rear facelock that sends the fans to their feet! COACH FUTURE SHOCK! CABOOSE Oh, no. COLE Hoff looking for the Future Shock! No need to say that if he hits this, it's all over! CABOOSE Then don't say it! Hoff grabs Alf by the waistband of his pants and hauls him overhead...but Alf shifts his weight and lands behind Hoff!! Hoff turns, and Alf quickly grabs his arm and throws him into the ropes! Hoff comes off and Alf grabs him, spins him, and drops him in the center of the ring with a SPINEBUSTER!! COLE Shades of Arn Anderson!! CABOOSE And you know Hoff can't be happy with that! Alf gets to his knees, then his feet as he looks down at Hoff....then turns his gaze to the corner! The fans again gets up as Alf heads to the apron!! COACH FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH!! COLE Alf could be looking for his signature maneuver, that big, huge, high-impact Five-Star Alf Splash!! The crowd actually cheers as Alf climbs up the ropes! Alfdogg stands to his full height...looks down at Hoff...and leaps! Flashbulbs again go off across the crowd as Alf delivers the Five-Star.....but Hoff lifts his boot and catches Alf in the FACE!!!!! COLE OH MY!! The audience holds its breath as Alf's face plummets into the underside of Hoff's boot, stopping the splash before it can reach its target! Alf falls to the mat, dead weight, as Hoff lowers his foot to the mat. COLE Did Hoff ever dodge a bullet there!! Let's take one more look at it! The SUPER SLO-MO replay shows Alf leaping off the top, pumping his arms and legs, and falling face-first onto Hoff's size 14. Meanwhile, in live action, Hoff climbs to his feet, stalking to Alfdogg's motionless body! COACH And Hoff is in complete control, fellas. Alfdogg may be out. COLE Let's see if Hoff goes for a cover here! Hoff walks over to Alf and picks him up by the hair, grabbing him by the arm and whipping him toward the ropes....but Hoff hangs on, yanks Alf back in, and turns him INSIDE OUT with a short-arm clothesline!! Alf does a flip in midair before landing face-down on the canvas!! The fans cheer as Hoff slashes his arms, ROARING to the crowd!! COLE Hoff ready to put Alfdogg away here!! Hoff stalks around Alfdogg, grabs the legend by the right leg...and LOCKS IN THE ANKLELOCK!!! Alf SCREAMS in pain as he hops on one foot, trying to get away, but Hoff pulls him away from the ropes and twists on the ankle!! COLE The anklelock applied! This has to be it!! Hebner checks to see if Alfdogg wants to quit, but Alf shakes his head. Alf hops, trying to break free, but Hoff keeps the hold locked in! Alf stays up, though, and manages to reach the ropes!! Hebner starts his five count, but Alf lunges forward, diving over the top rope...and sending Hoff over and onto the arena floor!!! COACH DAYUM~! Hoff lands HARD on the thin protective mats, back-first, reeling in pain. Alf pushes himself back into the ring, and the fans applaud as he shakes out his ankle. COLE Well you've got to admire Alfdogg's resillience, as well as his innovative counter to that hold! We'll see if he can capitalize here! Hoff, slowly, gets to his feet. As he turns to face the ring, Alfdogg runs the ropes...and comes flying over the top with the SPACE FLYING TIGER DROP!! The fans go BANANA as Alf wipes Hoff out, as well as himself, the two men landing in a heap at ringside!! "HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!" CABOOSE Holy [b][color=red]BLEEP[/color][/b], indeed. COLE What an amazing move by Alfdogg, completely flooring Hoff. COACH Yeah, Alfdogg may have banged himself up a little though! But this is still his best chance to put Hoff away and win that title shot! Slwoly, [i]slowly[/i], Alfdogg gets to his feet and pulls Hoff up by the hair. The fans slap Alf on the back as he rolls Hoff into the ring, then takes off his shirt and tosses it into the crowd! CABOOSE Some lucky fan getting a souvenir. COACH Lucky? That shirt is covered in sweat and nacho stains! COLE Alfdogg looking for it all once again!! Alf climbs onto the apron...then heads upstairs to another big pop!! Alf looks down, but Hoff makes it to his feet! In a daze, Hoff stumbles, then turns to face Alf! Alf leaps with a diving cross-body, but Hoff catches him and snaps him to the mat with a HUGE powerslam!! COLE WHAT A REVERSAL!! Hoff hooks Alf's leg, and Henber makes the count!! ONE!!! TWO!!! KICKOUT!! Alf kicks out at the last second!! Hoff looks up, closing his eyes in exhaustion. COLE SO close! And now Hoff has to wonder what HE has to do to put Alf away!! Hoff climbs to his feet, then grabs Alf by the hair! Pulling the former World Champ halfway up, Hoff screams "THIS IS IT!!" The fans pop as Hoff pulls Alf's head up and grabs him by the legs, lifting him for the SPINEBUSTER~.....but Alf elbows Hoff on the crown of his head!! Hoff drops Alf, doubling over, and Alf grabs the big man, hooking him for a PERFECT PLEX, but Hoff rolls him up with a SMALL PACKAGE!! ONE!! TWO!! NO!!!! Alf kicks out! Both men find their feet, and Alf throws a wild clothesline-- ducked by Hoff!! Alf's momentum carries him around, and Hoff grabs him from behind with a rear facelock!! The fans EXPLODE!!! COLE COULD IT BE?! Hoff, with another primal roar, lifts Alf up to the lights....holds him....HOLDS him......and DROPS him on his head with the FUTURE SHOCK!!!!!!!! COLE HE GOT IT!! HE GOT IT ALL!! Hoff swings his legs free and rolls onto Alfdogg, hooking his leg!! COLE COVER!! Hebner counts, and the fans count right along with!! ONE!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!! THREE!!!!!!!! *ding ding ding ding ding* "Black" hits as the fans EXPLODE, and Hoff rolls off of Alf and to his knees!! Hoff raises both fists in triumph as Buffer reads the decision!! BUFFER The winner of this contest, and STILL number-one contender......HOFF!!!!!!! Hoff gets to his feet, and Hebner raises his hand as the fans shower their hero in praise. COACH Score one more for the big man! CABOOSE Well, like it or not -- and I don't -- but Hoff busted his ass yet again to get the job done. Hoff looks down at Alfdogg, nodding with a smile, before climbing onto the ropes and throwing his fist into the air once more. COLE Well it has been a wild, wild night here tonight, capped off with a wild main event, and yet again we ask ourselves the question. Can anyone...ANYONE...stop Hoff? Folks, for Caboose and the Coach, I'm Michael Cole, and we'll see you next week, right here, on HeldDOWN!! The final scene closes on Hoff, the number one contender to the OAOAST World Title, lowering his arm and looking out across the fans, a smile on his face... [b]FADE TO BLACK[/b]

As it pertains to AngleSlam: How about the Rosemont Horizon in Chicago? EDIT: It's the "Allstate Arena" now, but it'll always be the Horizon to me.

I'm writing it AS WE SPEAK. I think it's worthy.

So I see. Well then. That sucks.

Wait, why did Leena get banned?

The WIDOW'S PEAK~! Get it? Huh? BTW whoever Grumco is, dude, thanks for the props, but not cool.

In addition to the title match, I'm running at AS, and I'd like to get the latter party squared up on the Upstarts side between now and then. I've got this week covered, but if anyone has any ideas or would like to use this angle to help "further the cause," let me know.

And it probably will. Hey, Tony, please put this before Stevens/Alf, because I have a feeling Chris will be in no condition to interfere after that one. COLE Folks, what a wild night it's already been, and we've got a whole lot more left for you, including what should be a wild match for the OAOAST World Title. But right now, we're all set for our #1 contender's match: Hoff taking on CSI's Brock Ausstin. COACH Aww, this should be a hot one, playas, between two guys who have never faced off. COLE We know the history between Hoff and Chris Stevens, but so far the big man has steered clear of his nemesis' faction. That all changes tonight. CABOOSE Yes, and furthermore, there's only been a handful of times that Hoff has faced someone more powerful than he is. I think this is one of those times. It should be interesting. The house lights go down and "Punishment" by BIOHAZARD kicks in. The boo-birds come out as Brock Ausstin steps onto the stage. COLE Good lord, what a physique on that man! CABOOSE Settle down, Cole. You're drooling. Brock does the HAPPY HAPPY HOSS DANCE~ on the stage, then heads down the ramp, cursing at the occassional fan as he does. COACH Brock does look good tonight, playas, and you know he's got to be in a good mood. Chris Stevens finally made good on his word. COLE Chris Stevens delivered in a big way, and we saw he and Brock make amends earlier. For the first time in a month, all seems to be well in the CSI camp. Brock hops onto the ring apron, and fireworks shoot off from the ring posts. Brock steps through the ropes and raises his arms, letting off a guttural scream. CABOOSE Indeed, and tonight, all of CSI have big opportunities. Chris Stevens gets a shot at the Heartland Title, and Jay Richards is in the Ultimate X match. COACH Well what about Jumbo? CABOOSE I'm sure he's the "Playstation Champion" or something. Brock's theme dies down, and the chants already fill the air. "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" CUE: "Black" [b][color=silver]*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!*[/color][/b] And the fans EXPLODE as Hoff steps onto the stage!! COLE THERE HE IS!! The number one contender!! Hoff looks around him before heading down the aisle, eyes locked on Brock Ausstin. Brock grins a big, goofy hoss grin as Hoff keeps his gaze focused, shouting up at Brock as he makes it to the ring. COLE Hoff looks ready for this contest. He looks pumped! Hoff steps into the ring and points at Brock, causing the monster to take a few steps toward Hoff. Referee Charles Robinson holds him off, and Hoff takes the opportunity to climb up the near corner and throw his fist into the air, soaking in the crowd's reaction. COACH These guys are rarin' to go, guys! I can't wait! Hoff climbs off of the ropes...and Brock BLOWS past Robinson and nails Hoff from behind!! COLE HEY! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Little Naitch calls for the bell as Brock starts pounding on Hoff's back with vicious forearm shots. *ding ding ding ding ding* COLE Come on! This isn't right! CABOOSE I like it. Brock hammers down on Hoff, drawing the ire of the Toronto crowd. COACH You'd think these Bizarro-land Canadians would hate Hoff. CABOOSE You'd think [i]everyone[/i] would. Hoff falls to his knees, and Brock grabs him from behind by the hair. Robinson warns him about the tactic, but Brock brushes past him, pulling Hoff to the center of the ring. Brock, still holding Hoff, rears back and throws a HUGE clothesline that sends the big man down! Hoff lands hard on his back, and Brock steps on his chest, raising his arms into the air. Robinson gets down to make the count, but Hoff rolls free before even the one. COLE Now come on. Brock had better take Hoff more seriously than that! CABOOSE Why? He's in control. He can do whatever he wants! Brock picks Hoff up and whips him into the ropes. Hoff comes off and ducks a clothesline, then hits the strands and comes off the far side! Brock turns around, and catches Hoff with a SIDEWALK SLAM! The fans "oooh" as Hoff hits hard, and Brock leans into a lacquidasical cover...and Hoff kicks out at two. COACH Gotta admit, Brock has taken the advantage he gained in the beginning of this match and ran with it! Brock gets up and pulls Hoff up with him. The man-ster grabs Hoff by the head and neck and throws him into a neutral corner. Hoff's back hits the buckles, and he collapses in, allowing Brock to back up before lowering his shoulder and charging in, SPEARING Hoff in the corner! The fans boo as Brock backs up, thrusting his shoulder again and again into the ribs of the Future. COACH Heh heh, thrusting. Ausstin grabs Hoff's arm and whips him out....but holds on, spinning Hoff and throwing him HARD back into the buckle! Hoff lets out a painful-sounding groan as he hits, and with a smirk Brock whips him cross-corner. Hoff collapses in the far corner, and Brock charges in head-first...but Hoff gets a boot up!! COLE There we go! The fans come alive as Brock stumbles backwards, holding the top of his head. Hoff steps out of the corner, but Brock turns around and grabs Hoff, driving him back into the buckles! Brock again lowers his shoulder, and rams it into the ribs of Hoff! CABOOSE Good ring presence there by Brock to catch Hoff before he could get any momentum started. Brock pulls Hoff out of the corner by the hair, dragging him to the center of the ring before throwing his arm over Hoff's head. Brock hooks Hoff up and hoists him, dropping him with a vertical suplex. The impact shakes the ring, and Brock crawls over into a cover. ONE, TWO, but Hoff kicks out in time. Brock remains unfazed, again pulling Hoff to his feet. Brock grabs Hoff and presses him high overhead, setting flashbulbs off across the crowd! COLE What power from Brock Ausstin! Brock turns around for the crowd, taking in their reaction before pushing Hoff up and letting him fall face-first to the canvas! Brock turns around, rolling Hoff onto his back before making the cover! ONE! TWO! THR--NO!! Hoff kicks out!! COACH Well playas, as dominant as Brock has been, he can't seem to put Hoff away! COLE Yeah, but Hoff is only human. He can only take so much. He NEEDS to swing the momentum, somehow. Brock looks up at Robinson, pissed, but the ref holds up two fingers. Brock turns back to Hoff, pulling him up by the hair, but Hoff fires a forearm! Brock is stunned, allowing Hoff to throw another shot, but this time Brock DRILLS him with a knee to the gut, stopping Hoff's momentum cold! Brock takes the opportunity to whip Hoff into the ropes, but the big man reverses and sends Ausstin in! COLE Is this the opening Hoff needed? Brock comes off the ropes, and Hoff throws a clothesline, but Brock ducks it! Brock keeps running-- right into a back elbow! The fans cheer as Hoff grabs a dazed Brock by the arm and whips him, but Brock reverses and sends Hoff into the ropes! Hoff comes off...and NAILS Brock with a diving clothesline!! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Brock drops to the canvas, and Hoff rolls up to his feet, ROARING as he begs Brock on! Hoff waves his foe up, and Brock finds his feet. He turns...into a HUGE right hand from Hoff! Another big right hand! Another! ANOTHER! [b]ANOTHER!![/b] COLE Hoff has just caught fire! Brock stumbles back into the ropes, and Hoff rears back, pointing at Brock before delivering one last HUGE right hand to the temple, knocking Brock backwards and over the top rope!! Brock lands hard on the protective mats outside and climbs to his hands and knees, shaking the cobwebs free! "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" Brock gets to his feet, and looks up...just in time to see Hoff FLYING over the top rope! The fans cheer-- but the cheers are silenced as Brock catches Hoff!! COACH DAYUM~! Brock lets out a war cry as he charges with Hoff in his arms, ramming Hoff's back into the steel ring post!! Brock lets Hoff drop, and the big man falls to the floor! COLE Well what a great opening for Brock, and you've got to be impressed by his power! CABOOSE Absolutely. So far, besides one flurry of offense, this match has been all Brock Ausstin. Brock picks Hoff up by the hair and RAMS his head into the ring apron! Hoff bounces backwards, leaning on the guardrail. The fans reach out and touch their hero as Robinson slides out of the ring and gives Brock a verbal warning. CABOOSE Aw, come on, Charles! It's all legal on the outside! Robinson points to the ring, and Brock begs off, relenting. The man-ster grabs Hoff and rolls him into the ring, sliding in behind him and laying into a lateral press. Robinson makes the count, but again, Hoff is out at two. COLE Well Brock is in control, he has Hoff hurt. All he really has to do is put him away. COACH I think he wants to do just that! A cry goes up from the audience as Brock signals for the end! The CSI heavy hitter pulls Hoff up by the hair, then lifts him onto his back with a fireman's carry!! The fans hit their feet! COLE The F-Stunner-5! This one will be over! CABOOSE We'll have a new #1 contender! Thank the Lord!! Brock yells as he lifts Hoff up, SPINS him...but Hoff lands on his feet!! Brock throws a wild clothesline, but Hoff ducks and Brock's momentum carries him around! Hoff grabs him by the waist, and hits a GERMAN SUPLEX! The bridge!! ONE! TWO! NO!!!! Brock bridges out of the pinning predicament! Hoff lets go and the two men roll to their feet! Brock is up first and charges, but Hoff grabs him by the waist and hits an overhead BELLY-TO-BELLY!! Brock goes flying across the ring! The fans are going BANANA as Hoff gets to his feet, begging Brock on!! COLE Look at Hoff go! Brock uses the corner ropes to pull himself up, and throws a WILD haymaker, ducked by Hoff, who then SLAPS the taste out of Brock's mouth! The fans go wild as Hoff grabs Brock by the shoulders and shoves him into the buckle, and then fires off a right hand! Another! Another! Brock reels, and Hoff whips him across the ring! Brock hits chest-first, and stumbles back a step...only to be flattened with a STINGER SPLASH!! Brock crumples into the corner, and Hoff spins him around so he faces the ring. COACH The big man is unstoppable! COLE I think it's fair to say the momentum has swung! CABOOSE @#$% Hoff lifts Brock onto the top turnbuckle pad, then climbs up onto the bottom rope! Hoff lifts Brock, all the way onto the top rope, then scales up after him! Hoff climbs to the second...no, to the TOP rope, and hooks Brock up! Hoff rears back...and hits the SUPERPLEX!! COLE Good lord! Superplex off the top rope! This one is finished! Hoff rolls over and lays into a cover! Robinson with the count! ONE!! TWO!! NO!!!!! Brock kicks out!! COLE Wow, I can't believe Brock kicked out of that! CABOOSE Oh yeah, you know it, Michael. Brock is on his way to the main event at Angleslam. Hoff gets up slowly, looking across the screaming crowd. Hoff nods, feeling the momentum as he picks Brock up, but Brock snatches Hoff around the waist and HURLS him overhead with a belly-to-belly throw!! COACH WHOA~! Where did that come from?! The fans jeer as Brock gets to his feet, shaking his head in an attempt to clear his mind. Brock spies Hoff and stalks over to him, pulling him up by the hair. Brock whips Hoff into the ropes, and catches him coming off with a BEARHUG!! COLE Oh, no! Brock Ausstin's debilitating bearhug! Everyone knows, when a hoss locks this on you, it's certain doom! CABOOSE (nodding) Rule of wrestling #14. Brock shakes Hoff like a rag doll, trying to squeeze the life out of him, but Hoff grabs Brock's arms with his hands! COLE What the...is he...is he trying to pry Brock Ausstin's arms apart?!? CABOOSE What?! No @#$% way. No way he can...can he? Brock's eyes go wide as Hoff STRAINS, his muscles going tense as he tries to pull Brock's arms apart!! Brock shakes Hoff....but Hoff stays on him, pulling...and pulling....and pulling....and HOFF GETS THE ARMS APART! The crowd EXPLODES!! COLE OH MY GOD! CABOOSE No way that just happened. COACH I know I've already said it once this match...but DAYUM~! Brock looks positively shocked, allowing Hoff to kick him in the midsection! Brock doubles over, and Hoff scores with a DDT! Hoff goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! NO!!!! Brock barely gets a shoulder up! Hoff rolls to his feet...and the fans BOO?! COLE WAIT A MINUTE! Here comes Stevens!! Indeed, Chris Stevens comes jogging down the aisle. Stevens slows as he gets to the ring calling up to Hoff. Hoff turns...and immediately makes a break for his arch-rival!! Hoff tries to dive through the ropes, but Robinson grabs him by the midsection and holds him back!! COACH Wow, not bad power from the ref there, either. Stevens saunters closer to the ring as Hoff stands upright, screaming down at Stevens from the ring. Robinson tries to push Hoff away from the ropes, then orders Stevens to the back. Meanwhile, Stevens starts jawing back at Hoff, hurling obscenities and threats. COLE Oh man, this is volatile, someone needs to get Chris Stevens out of here! Stevens takes another step toward the ring...but here comes Carl Winslow and OAOAST security! Carl grabs Stevens' arm, pulling him back, and the rest of the force steps in front of him. Stevens gets taken to the back, jawing all the while with the big man. COLE Chris Stevens is a menace. He's a disgrace to this company. CABOOSE You take that back. COLE In any event....hey, WAIT!! Hoff turns back to the ring...and Brock lifts him onto his shoulders! With a roar, Brock lifts Hoff, spins him, and DROPS him with the F-Stunner-5!! COLE THE F-STUNNER-5!! BROCK JUST NAILED HOFF WITH HIS FINISHER!! CABOOSE YES!!! COVER HIM, BROCK!! Brock rolls Hoff over and hooks the leg! Robinson counts! ONE!!!! TWO!! THREE [b]NO!!!!!!!!!!![/b] Hoff gets a shoulder up!! COLE SOMEHOW, Hoff kicked out! I have no idea how! COACH Oh man, what is Brock gonna do now!! Brock gets up, shocked. He looks down at Hoff, anger in his eyes. Brock STOMPS at Hoff, kicking him in the ribs, before picking him up yet again! Brock hoists Hoff onto his shoulders! COLE A second F-Stunner-5, and I don't think ANYONE has ever kicked out of two. Brock lifts Hoff, spins him....but Hoff shifts his weight and turns the move into a DDT!!! The crowd goes CRAZY as Brock's skull bounces off the mat, and both men come to rest on the canvas!! COLE WHAT A COUNTER!! Both men lie breathing on the mat, exhausted. COLE But what could happen now?! What else could....oh no. CABOOSE HEY! All right! COLE Look who's back. The crowd roars in disdain as Chris Stevens AGAIN runs down the ramp. COACH We need better security. After Chris comes Jumbo, who is wearing Carl Winslow's hat. COLE What?! Aw, come on! That's not right! CABOOSE Maybe Jumbo ate Carl. You couldn't tell. Hell, maybe Carl ate Jumbo! COLE That makes NO sense. In any event, it seems that Chris Stevens and Jumbo have taken out our security guards! Stevens slides into the ring, waiting for Hoff to find his feet. Both Hoff and Ausstin start to stir, but Hoff is up first. COLE Look out, Hoff! Hoff gets up, and turns...right into a SUPER--NO! Hoff ducks......and the kick hits BROCK AUSSTIN!!!! COLE OH MY GOD!! Stevens has just laid out Brock Ausstin!! For the second time in as many months, Chris Stevens has taken out his own man! CABOOSE Yeah, but I don't think he meant to this time-- OH NO!! Stevens, shocked, turns to leave....and eats a SPINEBUSTER~!! Hoff drives him down, and the CSI leader rolls out of the ring and into the arms of Jumbo, who helps him to the back. Meanwhile, Brock is OUT. Hoff reaches down, picks him up, and hooks him....in a reverse fireman's carry? COLE What the... COACH This isn't how the F-5 works...fellas.... Hoff walks to the center of the ring with Brock on his back.....and DRILLS him with the AXEL SLAM!!!!!!!! TRIPLE C :o COLE Hoff just hit the AXEL SLAM on Brock Ausstin!! COACH Talk about sending a message! D-D-D-DAYUM~! Hoff gets to his feet...and SLASHES HIS ARMS!! COLE OH YEAH!! He's not done yet!! CABOOSE This makes me sick! The fans get to THEIR feet as Hoff pulls Brock off the mat! Hoff hooks Brock from behind, lifts him up....holds him..................and DROPS him with the FUTURE SHOCK!!!! COLE FUTURE SHOCK!! THAT'S IT! IT'S ALL OVER!! Hoff gets to his feet, puts a boot on the chest of Brock Ausstin, and raises one fist into the air. ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!!!!!!! *ding ding ding ding ding* BUFFER The winner of this bout, and STILL number-one-contender.....HOFF!!!!!!!!!! "Black" hits as Robinson raises Hoff's hand. Hoff looks down at a motionless Brock Ausstin, mouthing the words "now you know" before climbing up the corner ropes and flexing his muscles for the crowd. COACH You could count to 100 and I don't think Brock would get up. COLE In any event, Hoff is STILL the #1 contender, and he'll face the World Champion, WHOMEVER it may be, at Angleslam! CABOOSE Provided he can get past Alfdogg on Thursday. COLE We now know it will be Hoff against Alfdogg for that shot this week on HeldDown! But what will Brock's reaction be to what happened here tonight? What will he say to Chris Stevens? Hoff hops out of the ring, walking backwards up the aisle as he looks at the ring with a smile. COLE And can anyone stop that man on his way to regaining the World Title?

Hey kids. Sorry everyone, especially to Alf who I know I left hanging, and thanks to PK for the recap. And if you STILL haven't read Hoff vs. Some Guy, you're missing out. Gotta get my plugs in. Long story short, my roommate fucked up and I lost internet Wed. instead of Thursday as I thought. I'll be back on Tuesday, but I'm at a friend's now writing Brock/Hoff (don't expect much). I'll try to leave more detailed feedback then (and I got a few things to say, kids, mostly good), but right now I'm gonna jet b/c I have to leave in an hour and a half (as I said...don't expect much). So go check out Hoff/SG one more time and I'll see you all on Tuesday evening.

Wait, what's all this about teaming to take on PK and Stevens?!? 'Cause that ain't happening.

Yeah there's not as much I can do about that. Try Tom (PFL) or CC, they have the most characters.