Zack Malibu

The idea for the ending was somewhat based on the ending for Against All Odds, when Christian won the World Title. Being that everythings been peachy for The Upstarts, the fact that a wrench has been thrown into their plans leading into the biggest show of the year was made to be the feel good moment of the pay per view. And HOLY SHIT is that Alf match monster. I have to finish reading the show tomorrow during some downtime, because I had too much to do today to get it all in.

I think we all just got too busy with using our own characters, and in some of our cases, already having to write multiple characters. Much like WWE, we've let our developmental system fall by the wayside!

Done! Kinda shorter than what I was going for, but definitely passable.

Finito!

I've never liked The Andy Griffith Show, so he'll always be Mr. Furley to me. Now neither of the landlords are with us.

It was actually an Italian eggroll. I had never seen one stuffed with angel hair and diced tomato, but it was good eatin'!

He did get get an eggroll with it though.

I don't know where the fuck DA was going with that, but damn if it didn't make me laugh. And I suppose the TWITS and their RACISM are worse than having a man BLADE when infected with a BLOOD-BORNE VIRUS, huh? Like they said on that MST3K ep, "I must EMPH-asize words!"

OK, see that logic you just used about Bob Orton? Try using it when you bring up that Harris Bros. shit. Things happened, both were rectified by the guilty party being reprimanded in some way (although in Orton's case, he took the fall for Ace's idiocy). Animal should have been used to put over guys like MNM or the Mexicools, not destroy them. But hey, you're so pro-WWE, why not hang out in that folder more. I'm sure they'd LOVE to have you.

And neither Joe nor Punk should be relegated to OVW hell. Some house show tours at first before debuting, sure. But OVW has become the place where WWE sticks the signees they simply don't want TNA to have. Also, when Ace made the remark "Joe could be the Samoan heel Rikishi couldn't be", RIGHT THERE that should be an indication that they don't have a clue what to do with a talent like Joe. The two couldn't be more different other than heritage, but then you get a comparison between a well-traveled, well-rounded wrestler and a former midcard/comedy act talent.

I do feel that with the proper build, Christian vs. Joe and Sting vs. Joe (the latter happening before the former to further establish him) could be matches that draw very well.

I don't see any relation to the two events. Daniels and Styles signed through 2008 last year yet they're still confined to the X Division.

Look at 'em go.

Done!

Congrats, CDub. Make sure the kid is raised on a healthy diet of teen shows and pop music.

He looks like Danny Trejo.

BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest, is scheduled for ONE FALL! "What's The Difference" hits, as we are welcomed back to live arena action by Michael Cole, Caboose, and The Coach, the announce team known globally as Triple C. COLE What a match we have for you right now. Just days away from Zero Hour, and we're going to see one of the OAOAST's true talents taking on the man most synonymous with the company, and a man who will challenge Christian Wright for the HI-YAH Heav... COACH Oh will you get off Malibu's jock already? As the announcers exchange Banter, Reject makes his way down the aisle, adjusting his wrist tape, as announcer Michael Buffer introduces him to the crowd. BUFFER Coming down the aisle, weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty five pounds...from New York City, this is REEEEJECT! A mixture of boos and cheers comes over the crowd, although Reject's cockiness in posing and smirking while on the ring apron probably helped draw more boos than cheers. He steps in the ring and warms up, while his music fades out, and is replaced by that of his opponent. BUFFER His opponent, hailing from Providence, Rhode Island, and weighing in tonight at two hundred pounds, he is "The Franchise" of the OAOAST, ZAAAAAAAAAAACK MAAAAAAAAALIBU! Malibu powerwalks to the ring, as the cheers of the fans nearly drown out "Getting Away With Murder". Zack hits the ring and hops on the apron, but then Reject pounces before the bell, attacking Zack as he steps through the ropes with forearms across the back! Reject then fires Zack off to the ropes, and leaps up with a dropkick, but Malibu bats it away! As he comes up off the mat, Reject catches a kick to the jaw by Zack, and then gets backed up by a flurry of chops before Malibu propels him to the ropes and leaps up, connecting with his own dropkick! Zack gets up and waits in a fighting stance, but Reject bails, throwing up his hands as he circles ringside, getting out of Dodge before Malibu overwhelms him. COLE Something tells me that Reject's plan to take Zack out before Zack had a chance to fight back has backfired! Reject climbs up on the apron and pauses, warning Malibu to stay back as he steps back in the ring. Reject enters cautiously, never taking his eye of Zack, but once he's back in the ring he springs forward and locks up with the popular prep! Reject takes Zack by the head and locks him in a side headlock, and when Zack tries to push him off, he hangs on, bringing Zack with him! Reject wrenches on Zack's head, but Malibu lifts him up off his feet...and Reject floats over and then takes Zack down with a schoolboy! ONE! T-KICKOUT! Zack kicks out of the flash pin rather quickly, and as he comes up he's trapped once again in a side headlock. He struggles again, and this time when he pushes Reject off Reject goes with the momentum, bouncing off the ropes and colliding into Zack with a shoulderblock...but neither man budges! Reject tries again, but this time Zack switches it up, using a drop toehold to take him down, and then comes off the ropes with a low dropkick, nailing Reject on the cheekbone as he rests on all fours! Reject rolls out of the ring again, while the crowd applauds loudly for Zack's ability to keep him at bay! CABOOSE And again, Reject bails! COACH So? Give the man some credit for avoiding potential defeat. CABOOSE It's hard to defeat someone who's always running! COACH Exactly my point! CABOOSE I was talking about the fact that he won't be able to beat Zack that way. COLE Plus, for every time he exits the ring, he's allowing Zack a rest period as well. CABOOSE See? COACH Yeah well, whatever. Charles Robinson starts the count, as Reject paces ringside, thinking of his next course of action. Once again he enters the ring slowly and circles the ring, keeping an eye on Zack just like Zack is doing to him. They move forward for a lockup, but Reject jabs a thumb in the eye, and then connects with several right hands before sending Zack to the ropes and dumping him over with a back bodydrop! He brings Zack up and lifts, trying for a powerbomb, but Malibu slips out and lands on his feet in front of Reject, then scoops him up and slams him down! Zack hits the ropes, but before he can do anything, Reject logrolls across the ring, under the bottom rope and again finds solace out on the floor! COACH Good man Reject, don't let him get on you! Break the momentum! The crowd is really on Reject's case now for all the stalling, and it gets to Zack as well, as this time he gives chase! Reject runs away from Zack and rolls back into the ring, and as Zack climbs in, Reject ducks out the far side of the ring and back out to the floor! COLE Come ON! Get in there! Reject doesn't take too kindly to the boos, telling one fan at ringside "Why don't YOU get in there, and I'll sit in your seat?" The heckler backs off at that point, but he winds up being a detriment to Reject, as Malibu seizes the opportunity to slide out of the ring and take Reject and send him back in! Zack follows him back inside the squared circle, and as Reject gets up and pleads, he's struck with two hard chops, and then taken over with a snap suplex! Reject comes up, but again Malibu suplexes him over, and this time rolls through with it, trapping Reject in a front guillotine choke! CABOOSE Now he can't run! Malibu keeps the hold locked tight, as Reject waves his arms, trying to find a way out of the hold. He pounds at Zack's side, but to no avail, as the blows aren't strong enough to warrant a break. Malibu then pulls him up, still with the head locked, and lifts him off the canvas, carrying him to the corner and planting him on the top rope before striking him with another hard chop! Zack climbs up, but Reject headbutts him, then pushes him off, however Zack lands on his feet and runs right back up the ropes, and hiptosses Reject from the top rope back down to the canvas! Reject lands hard, and screams from the pain surging through his back, which isn't helped when Zack comes running and nails him with a soccer kick between the shoulder blades as he tries to sit up! Zack then covers, hooking the leg, as Robinson drops to his knees for the count! ONE! TW-NO! Zack pulls Reject up and again stuns him with a pair of chops, then hits an inverted atomic drop on his foe before bouncing off the ropes. Malibu comes back towards Reject, who throws up a back elbow to drive Zack away, then picks him up and drops him across his knee with a backbreaker! Reject then hits the ropes and somersaults across the mat, hitting Zack with ROLLING THUNDER~!...or not, as Malibu rolls under the Thunder! Reject slams down on the canvas, and when he rolls over to push himself up, Zack hops over him and cradles him with an Oklahoma Roll! ONE! TWO! NO! Reject again kicks out, and as he comes up Malibu grabs him in a headlock, but he winds up being sent across the ring, as Reject sends him to the ropes. Reject falls to his stomach, causing Zack to have to hop over him on the rebound. Reject then leaps up and tries for a monkey flip, but Zack shoves him off. Reject charges and Zack ducks his head, elevating Reject up and over the ropes, but Reject lands on the apron, throws Zack down to the canvas, and then slingshots over the ropes and lands with a legdrop on Zack Malibu! Reject then gets up and hits the ropes again, and this time with Zack a little more worn out, he connects with Rolling Thunder, crashing down atop the popular prep! COACH The thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes! CABOOSE OK, you just so proved your whiteness by quoting Garth frickin' Brooks! Seeing he's close to the ropes, Reject drags Zack away from them, then springs onto the middle rope and twists in midair, delivering another legdrop to Malibu before covering! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The crowd roars as Zack rolls a shoulder, but Reject continues to dominate, pulling Zack up and rocking him with a kneelift before hitting the ropes and executing a handspring back elbow...BUT GETS CAUGHT BY THE WAIST AND CARRIED OVER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! COLE Ouch! Zack keeps the waistlock applied and rolls through with the move, hitting a second German, then rolls through and hits a third before slowly rising up to his feet, pulling Reject up with him, and then pulling him up for the ANGLE SLAM~!!??!...but Reject slides free, spins Zack around...EULOGY...NO! Zack shoves him off, chest first into the turnbuckles, and then catches him as he stumbles back...ANGLE SLAM~! COVER~! ONE! TWO! TH-NO! REJECT PUTS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! COLE So close! COACH Some ring veteran! Zack should have known better! Zack sets Reject up in center ring, keeping an eye on his fallen rival as he exits the ring and climbs the turnbuckles. He sets himself up on the top rope, and waits for a groggy Reject to get to his feet. Once Reject comes up, Malibu flies towards him, sending himself airborne with a high crossbody block...BUT GETS DROPKICKED OUT OF THE AIR BY REJECT!! Malibu goes down in a heap, holding his ribs, and as he comes up, Reject takes him by the head and spikes him into the canvas, nailing him with the EULOGY! COACH HAHA! That's it! Your boy is finished! FINISHED! The crowd gasps as Reject drapes himself across Zack, a smug look on his face as he pulls Zack's leg back, throwing up his fingers along with Robinson's count. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Reject's waving of three fingers was premature, as Zack Malibu kicks out of the pin! Reject rolls off and pounds the mat, the confronts Robinson before running his hands through his hair in disbelief. Reject then pulls Zack into a standing headscissors, and signals for PITCH BLACK, but at the last second Malibu backdrops his way out of it out of desperation! CABOOSE Malibu counters! COACH Ooooh, a big backdrop! Yippee. Reject will get up from this and... SCHOOL'S OUT~! CABOOOSE You were saying? BUT IT'S CAUGHT BY REJECT! Reject then throws the leg down, and turns his back, reaching back as he prepares to deliver another Eulogy...but Zack pushes him towards the ropes, and Reject can't stop himself from propelling back towards Zack, who springs forward and delivers a SCHOOL'S OUT as he bounces back off the ropes! COLE He ran right into his foot! Did you see him drop! Zack falls on top, and hooks the leg, as the crowd counts along, feeling this is it. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! COLE What a victory! "Getting Away With Murder" comes over the speakers, as the crowd stand and applaud Zack's victory. Robinson takes the hand of the prep and raises it in the air, as Malibu wipes the sweat from his brow with his free arm. Malibu looks out to the crowd and salutes the fans, but as he turns to exit the ring... COLE What the...Zack, look out! ...he's blasted with a BELTSHOT~! from the HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion, Christian Wright! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Wright, clutching the belt in his right hand, stands over Zack's body, watching as the fresh cut on his forehead starts to drip blood. Wright then motions for the microphone, which a reluctant Charles Robinson gives him. CABOOSE You made your point, now you want to give us a speech!? COACH Let the man speak! Wright hesitates, glaring at the crowd who is still loudly booing, before taking the mic. WRIGHT Zachary...Zachary, can you hear me? It seems that our General Manager has come up with an ingenious scenario for this Sunday, one I think you're going to love. I know I do. You see, if HI-YAH and the OAOAST Corporate Office want to see you challenge me, well then we can't look at that as a negative, oh no. You will get your championship match at Zero Hour. However, nobody ever said what the stipulations needed be, now did they? Due to that lack of thought in the match making process, Axel has informed me to inform you that this Sunday, when you get your shot at the belt held in my hands at this very moment, there will be a special referee for the contest. A man that I have put full faith and trust into in the past, and one who will surely be impartial. This Sunday, when you get your shot Zack, the referee will be BOHEMOTH! COLE WHAT!? NO! COACH YES! Way to go Axel! CABOOSE God damn...sneaks! That's all you are! You can't let the man get a fair shake, can you? COACH After what The Originals have done to us all this time, it's about time we put the odds in our favor! After his announcement, Wright exits the ring, once again raising his belt up above his head as the fans boo his assault. The cameras then close in on Zack, who is being tended to by Robinson, blood dripping down his face, as we cut to commercial break.

Because they actually have (had) a lot to offer, had you seen them in OVW. Just like the Heartbreakers/Throbs, another act killed by creative and left to die, solely for sophmoric jokes made at their expense.

Kane and Big Show won't (shouldn't?) have the tag titles by then. At least I'd hope not. I could see one of the SD tag teams being sent to RAW in the "trade". Something like The Dicks for Tomko and Cade, or something like that. Although they'd get the Heartbreakers treatment anyways. Another horribly misused team, those Dicks.

Edge needs to get sent to Smackdown and be allowed to be the top heel there, not lurk in HHH's shadow. Just for the sake of saying so, here's who I'd move come LOTTERY time (that was for you, Spoon!) RAW to SD: -Edge -Chris Masters -Shelton Benjamin -John Cena -Kane SD to RAW: -JBL -Undertaker -Booker T. I'm really not sure who else should move to RAW from SD!, but I'd leave Kennedy and Rey intact. JBL, UT and Booker have feuded with pretty much everyone on the brand, and should be sent to Mondays. Cena works on SD! since they can pipe in crowd noise or edit his bad matches. Kane's can go over and be rejuvenated, Masters can get new feuds and a possibly larger push, and maybe Shelton would be allowed to break out if they ever ditch the Mama shit. So then, on RAW, you'd have Triple H, JBL, Undertaker basically isolated to one brand, while fresher talent gets a chance to work with Benoit, Angle, etc. on Smackdown. I'd take an uppercard roster of Benoit, Angle, Orton, Rey, Edge, Kane and Kennedy any day of the week.

It wasn't TNA, it was SpikeTV. See above.

You know the deal, part 2. COACH Let's talk about what we've got up next, huh? My boys Scotty and Johnny, the GPX, making an example out of two wannabes! COLE I wouldn't call them wannabes, Coach. Blonde and Faqu have proven they can hang with the best. They've had great showings against Black T, and the GPX in that six man tag just a week ago. COACH And what do those matches have in common, Mikey Cole? They resulted in losses for Blonde and Faqu! Sure, Malibu was the one pinned in that six man by Christian Wright, but if Blonde and Faqu were really as "rejuvenated" as they claim HEY-YO made them... COLE HI-YAH. COACH Whatever. If they were as rejuvenated as HI-HO supposedly made them. CABOOSE HI-YAH. COACH HEY YA? COLE That's an Outkast song! COACH Then where was I? COLE We were about to go to the ring, so don't worry about it. Inside the squared circle is the ever dapper Michael Buffer, the famed announcer who has joined us tonight for our February tradition. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Hard guitars fill the air inside the arena, as the Deftone's hit "My Own Summer" brings forth a stylish young man and his incredibly intimidating partner. The team of James Blonde and Faqu head down the rampway ready for action, looking focused as they head to the ring. BUFFER Introducing first, they are representatives of the HI-YAH promotion currently competing once again inside OAOAST rings. Weighing in tonight at a combined weight of five hundred and twent; three pounds, they are the team of "Strong Stylin'" JAMES BLONDE, and the "Samoan Tsunami", FAQU! Faqu gives the sign for "I love you" to the fans, while Blonde climbs up on the ropes and bounces a bit, nodding his head proudly. He hops down and the two knock hands and talk strategy softly, while their anthem is replaced by an all too familiar, and much more despised one. COACH Listen to this crowd, straight hatin'! "Make Her Say" can't be played loud enough to drown out the catcalls of this crowd, and when Johnny and Scotty start juking and jiving down the ramp, it only enhances the hatred. BUFFER Their opponents, weighing in tonight at a combined weight of four hundred and twenty five pounds, JOHNNY JAX and SCOTTY STATIC, The GLOBAL PARTY EXXXCHAAAAANGE! Static and Jax make their way to the ring, pretending to be in fear of Blonde and Faqu, who tell them to enter the ring. Instead, Johnny and Scotty hop off the ramp and down to ringside, each one circling a side of the ring before coming to the announce table and giving Coach props. COACH WHAZZUP! CABOOSE Soooo four years ago. COLE At least. COACH Haters. Jax and Static then hop up on the apron and toss idle threats out to their opponents. The bell sounds, and Static offers to start for his team, entering the ring. Blonde and Faqu work out who is going to start, but Static mouths "bring the big man on", daring the Samoan Tsunami to start the match with him! COLE So is he changing his name to Scotty Suicide and just hasn't told us yet, Coach? Faqu steps through the ropes, ready to start the match, and Static seems ready to tie up with him. Faqu comes forward with his arms extended for a lockup, but after inching forward, Static puts his arms down and backs up! Faqu sneers at Static, who wags a finger "no", and then the two start circling before they appear ready to lock up again...but after another tease, Static just walks right past Faqu! The Samoan charges, but Static quickly sticks his body through the ropes, causing referee Nick Patrick to back the big man up (verbally, not physically), while the crowd is not happy with the GPX's refusal to engage in battle. COLE It seemed too good to be true that they'd ask for Faqu to start, and now we know that they're still not taking Blonde and Faqu seriously! COACH Would YOU take a guy named James Blonde, or Faqu for that matter, seriously? CABOOSE The name "Scotty Static" doesn't exactly strike fear in the hearts of millions. COACH It should! Static pulls himself out of the ropes and again circles the ring, but as he comes forward, we'll never know if it was another tease or not, as Faqu shoots for the legs and takes him down! The Samoan starts driving elbows and forearms across Scotty's face, and the GPX member covers up and rolls to the ropes! He pulls himself up, but Faqu is right there and fires him off to the other side, then smacks him with a chop on the rebound that floors him! Faqu pulls Static up and hits a headbutt, then pushes his head down and drives his right knee into Scotty's head a few times before dropping him with a scoop slam! Faqu hits the ropes, but Jax kicks him in the small of the back! Faqu flinches for a moment, then turns around and runs across the side ropes, clotheslining Johnny off the ring apron! This works perfectly as a distraction though, as Static runs up from behind and nails Faqu with an elbow, then turns him around and brings him to center ring and locks up with him! Static struggles for a moment until Faqu pushes him down to the mat, but Scotty rolls to his feet and runs in again with another lockup, and grabs a headlock, only to be lifted off his feet...and float over! Faqu bounces off the ropes and Scotty takes him down with a drop toehold, then tries for a legdrop to the back of the head, but hits nothing but canvas, as Faqu moves! Static comes up and Faqu delivers two hard kicks to his ribs, connecting with the instep of his foot, then sends Scotty to the ropes and grabs Scotty for a sideslam, but Scotty floats all the way over and lands on his feet, then pushes Faqu to the ropes and then nails him with a dropkick on the rebound! Faqu staggers, but doesn't go down, so Static charges...and gets backdropped over the top rope! He hangs on, landing on the apron, then takes Faqu by the head and runs it into the corner before climbing up to the top rope and leaping off with a sunset flip that puts Faqu down for the pin...NO! He rolls through the sunset flip and then hooks Scotty's legs, turning him over for a Boston Crab...but Jax races in with a Yakuza Kick to break it up...AND HIS FOOT IS CAUGHT! CABOOSE Uh oh! Faqu holds Johnny's leg, having released Scotty from the Crab. He pulls Johnny up across his shoulders, but Static makes the save, yanking Johnny down to the canvas! The GPX then spin Faqu around and hit a double boot before taking him over with a doubleteam snap suplex, and now Static heads out to the apron, letting Jax take over for him! COLE Was there a tag? CABOOSE Well Patrick seems to be letting it go... Jax stomps at Faqu before hitting the ropes, springing high into the air for a kneedrop...THAT MISSES! Faqu rolls out of the way and chops Jax as he rises up, then fires off two more once he's on his feet, and they have Johnny reeling in pain! He then wrenches Johnny's arm and holds him at bay before hitting a fourth chop, and then Faqu hits the ropes and plows Johnny over with a shoulderblock! Faqu hits the ropes again, this time hopping over Johnny as he rests on his stomach, and when he comes back with a running elbow, Johnny puts up his arms to block the blow, then connects with a standing enzugiri, then hits the ropes and hits a spinning wheel kick that floors the big man! Johnny covers, and Patrick slides to the mat for the count! ONE! TW-NO! Faqu rolls a shoulder, but Jax isn't put off by the kickout, instead keeping control of his opponent by leading him to his feet. He looks to shoot Faqu to the GPX corner, but the big man keeps his ground and doesn't budge! Johnny hits two chops and tries again, but this time Faqu sends him in motion, and Johnny can't shift himself to hit back first, so crashes chest first into the corner, HARD! He staggers back, right into a back suplex from Faqu, who then goes and makes the tag to James Blonde! Faqu then reaches over and grabs his own partner in a facelock, lifting him off the apron like a suplex...but then drops him forward down on top of Jackson! Blonde stays atop Jax and keps him down, as Faqu comes off the ropes and delivers a hard kneedrop to the head of Johnny, then rolls out of the ring so Patrick can count the fall! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE That was some excellent teamwork there by Blonde and Faqu! COACH You want teamwork, you ain't seen nothing yet. They're taking on the best tag team in the world right now! Blonde yanks Jax up and rocks him with a pair of forearms before running to the ropes...but gets struck with a low dropkick by Jax that hits him in the knee! Blonde collapses to all fours, and Jax runs the ropes and delivers another dropkick, this one to the side of the head! He then drags Blonde towards the GPX corner and tags Static in, who slingshots over the ropes, onto the middle rope, and moonsaults backwards onto Blonde! ONE! TW-KICKOUT! COACH See how crisp, how smooth they are? The GPX can work like nobody else can, and every time they're in action it's a reminder of how STUPID this company is to overlook them! CABOOSE And every time you speak it's a reminder of how stupid this company was to hire you! I mean, we were better off with people like Jimmy Beard on our roster than we've been with your annoying arse! Scotty drags Blonde up and wrenches the arm, then moves the arm behind his back, trapping him in a hammerlock. He holds Blonde at bay with the move, keeping a firm grip on the wrist...and then releases on his own, but not before slapping Blonde hard across the back of the head! Blonde swings around with a wild right hand that gets ducked, and Scotty strikes back with some rights of his own, and dodges when Blonde swings again! Scotty hits another set of punches, then backs Blonde to the ropes and fires him off, dropping his head for a backdrop...but Blonde hits a front dropkick to the crown of Scotty's head! Static drops to one knee, holding his head, and it allows Blonde the opening to hook his waist and throw him over with a gutwrench suplex! Blonde then drags Static near his corner and lays him on the mat by the ropes, then tags Faqu, who starts climbing the ropes! COLE No good can come of this! Faqu gets to the top, and leaps off with a back senton...but Static rolls under it, and Faqu slams hard on the mat! Johnny Jax then runs in and nails him with a basement dropkick as he sits up, then rolls out to escape, as Patrick ushers him from the ring. With Patrick occupied, Static starts unraveling his wrist tape, and then wraps it around the throat of Faqu and starts choking him out! CABOOSE Oh come on! COACH Like you never did that? Hypocrite. Patrick turns around and sees Static choking the big man out with his tape, and tries to pull him off, but it's not easy. Scotty then takes him and drapes him across the middle rope, driving his knee between Faqu's shoulder blades and forcing his throat down on the ropes before running to the far side and then leaping onto Faqu's back, driving all the air out of him! Faqu slumps down to the mat, and Static pulls him away from the ropes, and goes for the pin! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Static tells Patrick to "count faster next time" as he pulls Faqu up, stunning him with two forearm shots before taking the big man over with a vertical suplex, and then rolls to his feet and drops a quick elbow! He then rolls to his corner and tags in Jax, who slingshots in with a senton across Faqu, and then hurries to cover him while he's wounded, hoping it will keep him down! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE The GPX are moving quickly and furiously with quick tags and double teams, but it's still not enough to defeat a duo that they don't find on their level. COACH Of course they're not on the level of the GPX. That's like comparing McDonald's to a Porterhouse steak. It's like comparing Old Navy to DKNY. It's like comparing The Click Five to Duran Duran! CABOOSE Who's the Click Five? COACH Exactly my point. The GPX double up on Faqu again, pounding on him with forearms, but as he comes to his feet, the "Samoan Tsunami" unleashes a tidal wave of pain, striking both members of the Global Party Exchange with hard chops, until they dominate him again with repeated forearm strikes! They hurl him towards the ropes and connect with a double back elbow, but when they back up and try for a double clothesline, Faqu breaks the clothesline in half, then rams the heads of Static and Jax together! Scotty drops and rolls out of the ring, while Jax staggers back, and Faqu hits the ropes and delivers a jump spinning roundhouse kick that floors Johnny "Jam"! Both men rest on the canvas, but Faqu crawls to his corner and makes the tag to "Strong Stylin'", who slingshots in and hits the ropes, coming off with a hard shoulderblock that bowls Jax over! He then reaches down and rolls Jax to his feet, then drops him with a downward spiral as soon as he is up! Blonde hits the ropes again, but this time Static reaches in and trips him up, then drags him to the floor! COACH Good lookin' out, Scotty! Scotty rams Blonde's head into the apron, and as Blonde tucks his head, favoring it, Scotty cradles his arms in a butterfly lock, setting him up for Spiked Punch on the floor! Static lifts, but Blonde kicks his legs and forces himself back down, and with his hands tied up, Scotty can't dodge the oncoming YAKUZA KICK~! from Faqu that knocks him silly! COLE HE DROPPED LIKE A SACK O' POTATOES! A wild wave of cheers comes up from the fans, but Patrick slides out of the ring and orders Faqu back to his side. The big man doesn't protest, but as this is going on Blonde springboards himself back into the ring...and winds up getting caught with an unceremonious landing, courtesy of an inverted atomic drop! He's staggered, and Jax hooks his arm and then reaches in, carrying him up onto his shoulder with a pumphandle to signify the Beat Drop...but Blonde slides out, and elevates Jax up in the air back suplex style, only to grab his head on the way down and drive the back of it into the canvas not unlike an inverted Diamond Cutter! CABOOSE WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!? COLE I think it might be victory! Blonde covers, hooking the leg as Jax uses whatevers left to try and kick free, but can't seem to do it, as Patrick's hand hits the canvas. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! COLE They did it! Chalk one up for the OAOAST/HI-YAH connection tonight! COACH That...that was...THAT WAS A FAST COUNT! CABOOSE It was not. Fast counts don't apply to people as slow as you anyways. "My Own Summer" hits, and Faqu comes into the ring and embraces his partner before they both have their hands raised. COLE What a win for these two, who have set out to prove themselves. The GPX didn't believe they could do it, but the fans certainly did, and they're showing their support right now. These guys deserved this win! CABOOSE Agreed. Good show for Blonde and Faqu! Jax rolls out of the ring, still aching and holding his head. He regroups with Scotty, who is fortunate enough to not have a dislocated jaw after that stiff kick from Faqu. However, all the aches and pains are nothing compared to the feeling of having to swallow their pride, having just been defeated by a team they advertised as an inferior duo. COLE I don't think we've heard the last of this one, and if it's the first of many chapters then I look forward to the future ones, because this was one hell of a contest. CABOOSE Just one of many we're featuring here tonight. COLE You've got that right, Caboose!

That Ayla girl lives about a half hour/45 minutes from me. Too bad she's 17. Also, remember the reject from two weeks ago? The gay kid singing Cher? He lives on my aunt's street, me and my friends used to hang out with his two sisters waay back in the day.

Some that haven't been mentioned: The Wild Card match from Survivor Series '95 (Bulldog, Michaels, Sid and Ahmed vs. Razor, Owen, Yoko, Douglas) and the opener from that same show (123 Kid, Skip, Pritchard and Radford vs. Holly, Jannetty, Horowitz and Hakushi) were both very good matches. Dutt, Styles and Aries vs. Joe, Daniels and Shelley from the TNA primetime special a few months back was as good a six man as you'd have gotten in their small timeframe. The DX/Nation streetfight on RAW.

Ahh, I did remember the Trump scenario, but I thought Trump was investing into the company, not that he actually owned it. Still, we could always play it up that Donald was looking out for his "friend from New York" Anglesault (Steinbrenner? haha) and stepped into the role for an Apprentice plug.