Bruce Blank

Alright who's going to beat Ultimo Villano X this week? Step right up

Like it's always said?

To answer your question - yes they'll all be covered before Smarkdown goes up, I got 6 already written out. As for Mr. Blackwell PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF He never held the International title, some Grand Slammer he is *rolls eyes*

[Deep booming ”NFL Films” Voiceover] SWF Battleground April 25th – The Alamodome, San Antonio, Texas “For 25 days Johnny Dangerous has been the International Champion, but has not defended the newly created title once.” “Not until Battleground where he comes up against the man he beat in the title tournament, former USJL and ITV champion Landon Maddix looking to win the title that unified both of those belts.” #Flashback# ” Throughout the Alamodome, the crowd are on their feet already anticipating this next match eagerly. As the match screen appears on the SmarkTron, a cheer goes up through the arena for the two fan favourites, set to do battle. As the cheers die down, the camera pans around the Alamodome and the unwashed masses of San Antonio, Texas. The fans rise to their feet, hoping to get their faces and their signs...such as "LANDON MADDIX = HB(2)K(5)", "I LOVE SPOKE JUNKINS" and "LIL' BUCK SHOT MY MOM"...on screen, before the camera swoops down to Longdogger Pete and The Suicide King at ringside. "Coming up next folks, it's your...semi main event." greets Pete with a smile. "With the International Championship on the line for the first time since it's creation, it's Dangerous-Maddix V!! And with four matches down, the score stands at two matches a-piece. Tonight...we see the rubber match, live on Pay Per View." "Whoopee!" groans King. "It was just under a year ago that we were in this very same position, at Ground Zero." begins Pete. "Just a few miles away in Dallas, it was Landon Maddix challenging Johnny Dangerous for the ICTV Championship. On that night at Ground Zero, in what proved to be one of the most underrated matches of the year, Landon Maddix regained the ICTV Title in an EPIC encounter! Will history repeat itself here tonight?" "I doubt it. If you look at Ground Zero compared to tonight, you'll notice some crucial differences. Most noteably...Chris Card isn't in Maddix's corner. Natasha isn't in his corner. Johnny Dangerous has more of an edge than he did last year, Maddix doesn't..." "Well, that may be true. But Landon Maddix has been more successful since getting rid of that slimeball Card than he ever was when he was around." "That's only because I told Card to keep this idiot away from the World Title." Pete pauses, unsure whever King has just proven his point right or not. King looks at the Longdogger curiously, while he gives up trying to make sense of his partner and simply sighs deeply...as we then swoop up to Funyon, standing centre ring with a smile on his face and microphone in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen." Funyon begins. "The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for... THE SMARTMARK WRESTLING FEDERATION... INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!" "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" With his piece said, Funyon backs away to have a chat with assigned referee Nick Soapdish... "PREPARE...FOR...LANDON!" ...WAAAAAHHHHH... *DUM DUM* "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" As suddenly, "Megalomaniac" by Incubus pierces the crowd's growing silence and brings the Texan natives to their feet! Wasting little time, the challenger bursts through the curtains and fires up the crowd, as Megan follows out behind him. Maddix turns to her and the two exchange a confident high-five, before Maddix bounds down the ramp tagging hands. "Introducing first, the challenger. Accompanied to the ring by Megan Skye! From Huron, South Dakota...weighing in at two hundred, twenty pounds. He represents Martial Law...the former three-time SWF ICTV Champion... LAAAAAAAANNDDOOOOOONN!... "LA CUCARACHA!"... MAAAAAAADDIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXX!!!!!!" Reaching the ring, Landon leaps to the apron, before running across the apron and leaping up to the middle turnbuckle. Looking out at the crowd, Landon grins and holds his arms out to the sides and soaks up the adulation of the San Antonio faithful, before leaping over the top and entering the ring. Maddix then holds open the ropes for Megan, before jogging over to his corner. "It was Johnny Dangerous who stopped this man's record breaking ICTV Title at 138 days." reminds Pete. "But tonight, the tables may turn, as it's Maddix the challenger, Dangerous the champion." "Well, Maddix and Dangerous exchanged the ICTV Title three times, so you wouldn't bet against this version of the belt changing tonight." Maddix begins some last minute preperations in the ring... “JOHNNY DANGEROUS!” ...as suddenly, the lights dim, and a sultry female voice breathes the name of the SWF’s resident secret agent. “After The Flesh” by My Life With The Thrill Kill Cult begins to thump through the crowd as smoke fills the stage, strobes go crazy...and Johnny Dangerous emerges through the smoke. Leaving his Tag Title belt around his waist, Johnny removes his International Title belt from over his shoulder and raises it in the air, to cheers from the crowd and a piercing glare from Maddix. Smiling from ear to ear, Dangerous walks down the aisle and tries to win back some fans by tagging hands, just as Maddix did earlier. "And his opponent...from Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at two hundred and seventeen pounds. He is one half of the SWF World Tag Team Champions... and the reigning and defending SWF INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION... "THE BARRACUDA"... JJOOOOOOHHHHHHNNYYYYYY! DDAAAAAAAAANNGGEEEEEEERRRRRROOOOOUUUUSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" "Johnny Dangerous has been under the microscope in recent weeks, for his recent...behaviour, conduct...his recent mindset in the ring. But tonight, he seems to be getting a good reaction here in San Antonio regardless." "Oh yeah, these sheep'll love Dangerous right up until the moment he finally ditches them." "King!" "Well, it's true." Dangerous climbs to the apron and enters the ring nervously, keeping one eye on the less than trustworthy opposition he has. But Maddix keeps his distance. Removing his two titles, Dangerous passes them both to referee Soapdish, Maddix eyeing both belts up with a look of green, green jealousy from across the ring. Dangerous spots it and smirks over at Maddix, while Soapdish removes the belts... *DING DING DING!* ...and calls for the bell. Both Maddix and Dangerous remain in their corners and exchange heated glances, as Soapdish motions for them to kick things off. Instead of starting the match off though, Johnny turns out to the crowd and climbs to the middle rope to pose for the fans. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Johnny leaps down and smirks over at Maddix...who smirks back, before testing his own crowd support. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" With mocking applause, Dangerous sneers at his opponent...before again, posing for his fans. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" "This isn't a beauty pageant, but it looks like one at the moment." "Beauty? I sure hope your wife isn't watching." As Dangerous smiles at getting the better of the crowd support, Maddix turns to the outside and motions for Megan to come and help him. Hopping to the apron, one smile from Megan... "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...gives Maddix the victory. "CHEAP HEAT!" cries King. Much happier now, Maddix pats Megan on the back as she goes back to the outside, before turning to Dangerous and encouraging him to bring it on. "Back in my day, we didn't need blonde bimbos to get heat." growls Pete. "These kids today disgust me." "Thank you, Muzz." "Guh?" "Maybe now we'll get this match started, properly." Advancing out of the corner, Johnny calls in Maddix and finally, the two men lock up in the centre of the ring. After a little jostling and a little jinking, the champion begins to get traction and pushes Maddix back towards the turnbuckles. Maddix digs his feet defiantly, but Dangerous uses his strength to keep forcing the challenger backwards until he's pressed against the corner. Referee Soapdish instantly calls for a clean break, which Dangerous cautiously gives...but Maddix instantly snatches him back into another collar and elbow. Caught by surprise, Johnny ends up being pushed back to the centre of the ring, before gaining his bearings and pushing back. Heading back for the same corner, Maddix twists the lock-up to the right and backs Dangerous against the ropes, only for The Barracuda to twist Maddix in response. Johnny forces Maddix up against the ropes, as Soapdish again calls for a clean break. Again, Johnny is cautious to give it...but this time, Dangerous swings out while breaking... ...but Maddix just weaves underneath a roundhouse kick attempt, scrambling to the safety of the centre of the ring. "Wow, Maddix dodged a bullet there." gasps King. "If Dangerous connected there, this match would be over already. As Maddix cracks his neck to the side, Johnny informs him how close he came to knockout city. Shaking it off, Maddix circles the ring, meeting Dangerous in the centre and locking up again. Johnny slides behind into a waistlock, lifting Maddix off his feet and spinning him facefirst to the canvas. Not wanting to get caught on the mat, Landon slides off his front and to his ass before pushing up back onto his feet, waistlock still applied. Reaching behind, Maddix finds no escape. He finds no escape reaching up and over either. And before he can think of another route, Maddix is again taken to the mat with the waistlock. Dangerous slides over top this time, latching on a front facelock. Maddix spins out of it though, leaping to his feet as Dangerous does the same, and we are at a stalemate! "YEEEEEAAAAAA..." *SMACK!* Until Dangerous palmstrikes his opponent to the canvas that is! Quickly, the champ drops down into a cover... ONE! Maddix kicks out, but Johnny grabs him into a side headlock straight away. Dictating the early pace, Dangerous hangs onto the side headlock and tries to keep Maddix down. The challenger fights to his knees before Dangerous cranks up on the hold again. Maddix gets to one knee, as Dangerous turns his back to referee Soapdish, sneakily popping Maddix with a right hand before Soapdish can get around to spot it. "And there again, the...'questionable' tactics from Johnny Dangerous." points out Pete. "Hey, it's smart wrestling Pete." King counters. "Whever you think it's questionable or not doesn't make the slightest difference." As Soapdish sees Maddix clutching his temple, the look of innocence from Dangerous is enough for him to not bother with any questions. Instead, he backs away, as Dangerous spins to the side with a side headlock takedown, leaning his weight onto Maddix... ONE! Only a one count, but Dangerous is still in pole position. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" The crowd are split down the middle seemingly, as Maddix turns Dangerous onto his shoulders...for little more than a second, before Dangerous kicks back into the headlock. However, Maddix reaches a foot back to cause a break...a break which Dangerous gives, only to pull Maddix up by the hair and re-apply the headlock. "A simple headlock utilised by Johnny here, which may not seem like a very effective move nowadays. But Johnny is wasting no motion here." calls Pete. "He's not just throwing on a headlock for the sake of throwing on a headlock like some kids do nowadays. He's wearing Maddix down, keeping him at arm's length, preventing him from picking up any momentum or speed." "And you know as well as I do King, this is a sure fire way to get a cauliflower ear or two." "For sure." Clinging onto the headlock, Johnny turns away from Soapdish and hits another disguised right hand. Maddix drops to one knee from the shot, but soon fights back up and pushes Johnny into the ropes. Back shoots the International Champion, barging through Landon with a big shoulder block. Up staggers Maddix, into another side headlock... ...but Maddix blocks the takedown by clinging onto Johnny's standing leg, taking him off his feet. In a tangle on the mat, Dangerous and Maddix end up locked together, forcing Soapdish to step in and prise the two apart. An action neither Dangerous or Maddix want, losing their cools and swinging wildly on the canvas as Soapdish pulls Maddix off of the grounded champion. Maddix is held back by Soapdish as Dangerous charges in, but Soapdish stands between the two men and prevents the match from spiralling out of control. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" As both men retreat a little, Soapdish finally lets them go again. Both seem to have calmed down now as instead of going hell for leather, they again lock up...and again, Dangerous goes back to the trusty side headlock. Maddix quickly pushes him off into the ropes and waits for Johnny to charge back, dropping down at the last second. Johnny vaults over, landing behind Maddix and waiting for him to get back up... ...but Maddix ducks a backfist... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOOO!" ...and lights up Johnny with a chop! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOOO!" ...and a second. Dangerous's top doesn't do him any favours, what with it being so tight, the chops leaving him open for an irish whip...no, reversed by Dangerous. Scooping under Maddix, Johnny lifts. Landon floats over behind Johnny and quickly applies a waistlock, only for Johnny to reach back and re-apply the headlock YET again. This time though, Maddix is expecting the hold and reacts quickly in dropping Johnny back with a back suplex! "He had him scouted that time!" cries Pete, as Maddix makes a quick pin... ONE! But Johnny makes with the quick kickout. "Certainly, Johnny has a gameplan to wear down Maddix and keep him controlled with the headlock." Pete notes. "But if you go to the well too often, eventually, you'll run out of water...metaphorically." As Johnny climbs to his feet, Maddix quickly hits the ropes, charging at Johnny with reckless abandon. Swinging wildly, Dangerous hits nothing but thin air as Maddix ducks under a clothesline attempt, waiting for Johnny to turn...before LAMPING him with a forearm strike! Johnny reels away from the force, clutching his jaw as Maddix hits a second, third and then fourth forearm. Dazed, Johnny flails at Maddix with a palmstrike attempt. However, Maddix ducks again, catching Johnny turning and spiking him with a Hurri-Lanrana! "And there's why Johnny didn't want Maddix to use his speed!" Skidding out of the ring, Johnny looks a little dis-orientated as he climbs from the ringside mats and clumbsily falls into the apron. As he does, Maddix charges with a baseball slide that sends Johnny stumbling back away from the ring. Johnny turns around slowly, as Maddix clutches onto the top rope and slingshots out towards Dangerous with a traditional plancha... ...WITH AN UN-TRADITIONAL LANDING ON THE ARENA FLOOR!!!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" "Johnny moved!" Pete gasps, as Maddix rolls on the floor in agony, his right leg having folded underneath his body on landing. "And that could turn the tide of this match." "It sure could, because Maddix may have hurt his knee badly." Johnny rolls back into the ring and leans into the corner to catch his breath again, as meanwhile, Soapdish peers over the ropes. Megan is around to check on her man's condition, as Soapdish is encouraged to start his count by the International Champion. "ONE!" "TWO!" "Johnny would be more than happy to take a countout victory here." "THREE!" "FOUR!" Megan pleads with Soapdish to stop his count, but Maddix is trying to pull himself up behind her. A grimace of sheer pain fills Maddix's face as he pushes onto his good left leg, before discovering he can't put any weight on the right and collapsing again. "FIVE!" Megan's pleas fall on deaf ears meanwhile. "SIX!" "SEVEN!" Pushing onto his left leg again, Maddix leans into the apron to hold himself up...and a little helping push from Megan gets Maddix back in the ring before Soapdish can reach eight. "How's that for questionable tactics?" King asks Pete slyly. "Well, nobody ever accused Megan and Maddix of being all sugar and spice." Quick as a flash, Dangerous is over to the injured opponent, dragging him away from the ropes and lining up the leg for a hard stomp. Maddix wails in agony, trying to drag himself away as Johnny stomps down on the knee again...again...and again, causing Maddix some extreme discomfort. Reaching down, Johnny grabs the leg with a wry smile, punting the inside of the knee. Johnny then wraps his legs around Maddix's with a twist, dropping to his knees and WRENCHING Maddix's knee into a very awkward angle. "Johnny, with no second thoughts on what to do here." King points out. "One thing about him, he's focused." Johnny stays on his knees, twisting up further on Maddix's knee, which is enough for Soapdish to drop down and check for a submission. Shouts of 'NO' can be heard from Maddix in between his crying out in pain. So Johnny tightens the hold a little more. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" Again, the start of support for the challenger fires the champion's fans into life, as Dangerous gives another twist. The agonised challenger slumps backwards, teeth gritted in pain... ONE! TW... ...remembering where he is, Maddix shoots a shoulder up. As he does, Johnny reaches and grabs Maddix's left leg, easing up on his hold and turning Maddix onto his front. The Barracuda turns with him, locking Maddix's right leg under his left knee and locking that back into a modified figure four leglock of sorts. Coming to his feet, Dangerous re-adjusts his opponent's legs again and pulls up, heaving Maddix's body up into a Texas Cloverleaf! "An appropriate move, here in San Antonio!" cheers Pete, to groans from his broadcast colleauge. Stepping back to fold up Maddix some more, Dangerous lifts the legs again, elevating Maddix into a more painful position. Megan is over into Maddix's eyeline to encourage her man on, but her encouragement does little to ease his pain. Still, the challenger refuses to quit though. So Dangerous tries to speed the process up by standing on Maddix's head, a tactic Soapdish likes so little that he begins a 5 count on Dangerous, getting to four before Johnny angrily breaks the hold to berate the official. "Now, what was that for?" "You can't stand on your opponent's head, King." "Why the hell not? When the hell did that stupid rule start getting enforced?" "I don't know...maybe we can chalk it up to referee's discretion." As Dangerous ends his arguement with the referee, he grabs Maddix by the hair and hauls him to his feet. Still unable to put any pressure on his right leg, Maddix limps towards the centre of the ring where Dangerous drags him, getting scooped and slammed. Johnny then reaches down, locking up the legs for another Cloverleaf. Megan encourages her man to fight the hold, which is exactly what he does, grabbing Johnny by the shirt and pounding him with right hands. Eventually, Johnny stumbles backwards, allowing Maddix to limp gingerly to his feet... ...but Johnny nails a dropkick, pin-point to the knee. Maddix is sent soaring off his feet as Dangerous remains seated, smiling wryly at his opponent's discomfort. Meanwhile, Landon rolls around in agony beside him, Soapdish checking on his condition. Getting to his feet, Dangerous pushes away Soapdish and starts to stomp away ruthlessly on the right knee again. Crawling away, Maddix seeks the safety of the ropes...and then, when Dangerous continues his attack in the ropes, Maddix slides to the outside. But still, Johnny doesn't let up, following out to the floor. Landon continues to scurry as best possible away from the International champion, but Johnny is hot on his heels. Pulling Maddix up, Johnny turns his opponent towards the steel barricade and SLAMS his head into the steel! "Dangerous, looking ruthless on the attack here." admires King. A pained expression forms on Landon's face as he slumps into the barricade. Johnny pulls him off though, getting into a brief arguement with one staunch Maddix fan wielding a "JOHNNY MILD" sign, before irish whipping Maddix... ...NO, reversed... *CRAAAAAASSHH!!* ...AND DANGEROUS DISLODGES THE STEEL STEPS HIP-FIRST!! "What a crucial counter that may have been!" gasps Pete. "Dangerous had things going his way, but a last gasp, desperate reversal has turned the tide." "It has, but what exactly can Maddix do with only one good leg?" King questions back. Stumbling away and now limping a little himself, Dangerous rolls back into the ring. Now on the up, Maddix follows after Johnny quickly, pulling himself up on the ropes and grabbing the champion. An irish whip sends Johnny into the ropes and back, into a BAAAAACK~! body drop from Maddix!! Johnny gets to his feet quickly, but Maddix meets him with a back elbow. Down goes the champ, but again he pops back up, this time coming with a clothesline...but Landon ducks under, cradling Johnny into a schoolboy... ONE! TWO! Kickout. Kicking out, Dangerous rolls to his feet and goes for the knee again, picking the leg and leaving Maddix standing on just his left. Maddix hops for a second or two before firing off an enziguri. Having it scouted, Johnny ducks...but Landon lands safely on his hands and foot, arching back his standing leg. Johnny flicks it away though, before applying an anklelock on the right leg!! "Caught him!" "Johnny, applying an anklelock submission here." shouts Pete. "But Maddix rolls through!!" As Landon rolls through, The Operative rolls through in his own right, to his feet. Maddix is slow to his feet obviously, which gives Dangerous time to measure the knee and kick it from under the challenger! Howling again as he crumples to the canvas, Maddix is in clear pain again. Dangerous doesn't let up however, dragging Maddix right back up and snaps him over with a quick suplex. Floating over, Dangerous then goes back to the knee, placing a knee onto Landon's, one leg under the foot...and dropping, bending up the knee violently. Maddix is left to curse away by Dangerous, strolling across the ring to fire up the crowd. "YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Dangerous' fans cheer wildly, while Maddix's hurl some abuse the International Champion's way. Soaking up the positives rather than the negatives, Johnny turns back to Maddix, who is again using the ropes to pull himself up. Johnny strolls over, kicking Landon in the back of the knee. The challenger wobbles but stays up, despite a second kick to the knee. Johnny scowls at the persistance of his opponent, turning him around and irish whipping Maddix...but the challenger gets little more than a few feet before his right leg gives out on him and he collapses. "Man, Maddix can't put any weight on that knee at the moment." groans Pete, sounding worried. "He may have done some serious damage to that knee. You see it in football, where seemingly innocuous falls can tear ligaments...and Maddix's fall certainly wasn't innocuous." With a sigh, Dangerous pulls up Maddix from the mat again and pushes him back into the corner. Maddix is wide open for Dangerous, who hits a quick flurry of jabs that daze Landon, leaving him unable to defend himself against Johnny grabbing his knee. Lacing the leg over the middle rope, Johnny backs up...and kicks the knee with authority! And again! A third time! A fourth! Soapdish finally has to intervene and push Johnny back. As he does so meanwhile, Megan has seen enough and hops to the apron, handing Maddix something sneakily before walking across the apron. "What the hell is she doing?" growls King. "Desperate times call for desperate measures it seems." Megan catches both Johnny and Soapdish's attentions, both going over to argue with her. Soapdish tries to get Megan down from the apron as Johnny gets into a slanging match with the Martial Law valet, heated words being exchanged...before Johnny flips Megan off!! "WOOOOAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Some of the crowd seem very surprised by Johnny's actions, as he turns back to Maddix and measures another kick to the propped knee of the challenger... *pphff* "YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...AND GETS A FACEFUL OF MYSTERIOUS WHITE POWDER~! "THE IMMORTAL WHITE POWDER!!" Dangerous wheels away clawing at his eyes, as Maddix eases his leg off of the ropes and pushes up to the middle rope for the Crash Landon...but he can't support his weight properly and eases back down, cursing to himself. Maddix limps away towards Dangerous instead, sweeping away some airborne powder before grabbing Johnny under the arm and sweeping him to the mat with an STO! The back of Johnny's head bounces off the mat, as Maddix limps up and eyes up the turnbuckles. Again he thinks better of it though, trying to shake off the pain in his knee and then trying to walk it off a little. "This is ridiculous, Pete." groans King. "Again...AGAIN...Maddix has to cheat to get himself out of a corner, instead of fighting like a man!" Up gets Dangerous, possibly with a little double vision (or lack of vision) as he staggers off to Maddix's left. Megan is back at ringside by now, the powder having cleared enough for referee Soapdish not to be suspcious. As Johnny blindly fumbles around for his opponent, Maddix can measure him and connect with a big forearm! Maddix follows with a second...and a third. "These forearms, not hurting Maddix's knee at all." Pete points out. "Maddix is going to have to pick and choose with his offense, because one mistake could let the champion right back in." Maddix nails a couple more forearms, before whipping Dangerous into the corner. Thinking about charging in after the champion, the leg of the challenger sways his opinion to caution and he instead limps in with a clubbing clothesline. Still Johnny's vision is suspect as he wildly swings and misses Maddix while staggering out of the corner, allowing Maddix to hook on an inverted front facelock, whipping around and driving Johnny down with the Landon Eye!! The crowd pop, as Maddix eases on top of Johnny for the cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! "Johnny Dangerous' head, bouncing off the mat for the second time in the last minute or so...but he's still okay to kick out there." "Well, Johnny hasn't taken a lot of real punishment so far." Maddix limps up and tries out the middle rope again, easing onto a seated position on the top turnbuckle before trying to stand up. A shooting pain fires up his leg again though, causing him to grimace...and lose his concentration long enough for Johnny to smash his skull with a palmstrike!! Maddix wobbles backwards but avoids falling to the floor. Meanwhile, Johnny rubs the back of his head briefly, before climbing to the middle rope. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" The champion and challenger are both perched precariously now, Johnny firing in right hands to Maddix. But his sore eyes cause him to stop and tend to them, allowing Maddix to hit a quick forearm. Johnny hooks the top rope to avoid falling to the mat. A second forearm catches him by surprise though, causing Johnny to take a hard fall to the mat!! "Oh...his head bounced off the mat like a rubber ball again!" cries Pete. This time, the International Champion looks seriously dis-orientated as he climbs to his feet and walks slowly over... *SLAP!* ...into a stinging open-hander from Maddix. The shot stops Dangerous right in his tracks, allowing Maddix to lock on a front facelock and ease up onto his good left leg. A little wobble worries Megan, but Maddix gains his balance and springs off the good leg... ...and NAILS a Tornado DDT!! "And again, Dangerous, head-first!" The champ is left staring vacantly up at the lights as Maddix crawls over, dropping on top for the cover... ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!" Megan clutches her hands to her head despairingly, clearly believing her man had the International Championship in the bag. 'Her man' doesn't dwell on the dissappointment though, climbing to his feet and backing into the corner... *STOMP!* "Wait a minute...he's tuning up the band here." says the confused Pete in a...confused voice. *STOMP!* "This may not be too clever of an idea." *STOMP!* "What do you expect from this kid, physcology?" sneers King. Slowly Johnny reaches his feet, using the ropes to assist him. *STOMP!* His eyes still sting like crazy and judging from the glazed over look in his eyes, his equilibrium is knocked off centre. *STOMP!* But he's up... *STOMP!* *STOMP!* Finally Maddix limps out of the corner... ...Johnny ducks... ...but Maddix doesn't shoot out the leg, instead spiking Johnny on his head with a DDT!! "Sweet Cuca...DDT!?!" "He faked Dangerous out!" cries King. "He didn't even attempt the Superkick, because he knew he'd end up hurting himself, so he instead hits a DDT. And I must say, I'm shocked that he was smart enough to do it!" As Johnny slumps onto his back, the challenger slumps on top and hooks a leg as best possible in his awkward position, Soapdish diving over... ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP AGAIN!! A mixed reaction goes up as this time, it's Maddix who throws his hands skywards in despair. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" The fans are still split down the middle, as Landon drags Johnny to his feet, hitting a forearm. And a second. Despite being dis-orientated, Johnny shrugs the strikes off though, sweeping a swift kick across the back of Landon's knee, which buckles underneath the challenger and causes him to fall into more agony. "There's the advantage of working a bodypart though, Pete. If you work the bodypart, if you get in trouble you leave yourself an escape route." "And Johnny just escaped there, because he was on the backfoot from Maddix then." Johnny takes the opportunity to shake some cobwebs before turning to the outside and sneering down at Megan Skye, who cusses back at the International Champion. Johnny shrugs it off, going back after Landon, wrapping around his leg and looking for a figure four leglock. But Landon plants his left foot into Johnny's ass, pushing him off and causing him to land throat-first across the middle rope!! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHH..." The crowd begin to cheer, anticipating a 605. But Maddix has other ideas as he scrambles back up, pulling Johnny off of the ropes and hitting as much of a back suplex as his right knee will allow. "NOW...I'M GOIN' UP!" yells Landon, pointing to the corner as the Maddix fans cheer their man on. "This kid needs to learn some self control." King sighs. "He's going to cost himself the match and the title here if he's not careful." Regardless, Maddix climbs to the apron and begins to scale the turnbuckles. Clearly his knee is prohibiting his climb, but Maddix grits his teeth through the pain and perserveres on up the buckles and towards the top rope. Reaching the top, Landon looks down at the still stationary Barracuda and afford himself time to get set on the top...before eeeasing himself slowly to a standing position on the top rope. Pain is still etched on Maddix's face, but he fights through it and begins to fall from the top... ...BUT MISSES A SWANDIVE HEADBUTT!! "The risk didn't pay off!!" groans Pete. Hitting hard chest and face first, Maddix also jolts his knee on landing and is in a bad way. Johnny is back up quickly and grabs Maddix off of the canvas, picking him up to his feet and latching on a front facelock. Over goes the arm, as Dangerous arches back...and nails a vertical suplex! But Johnny doesn't stop there, rolling through and pulling up Maddix again. "ONE!" "And now, Johnny's looking for those triple verticals here!" The challenger is limp as Johnny hauls him up, having to hold him on his one leg to prevent him falling back to the canvas...before snapping off a second suplex! "TWO!" Rolling through again, Johnny picks Maddix from the mat for a third and lifts him over... ...but Maddix floats over, landing on Johnny's back and applying the Land Of No... NO, Dangerous pushes Maddix off. The challenger lands on his feet but jolts the knee slightly, cussing as he holds his knee. Meanwhile, Dangerous hops forward a couple of inches, before somersaulting backwards... *SMACK!* ...and catches La Cucaracha upside the head with a Backflip kick!! "Fantastic athleticism from The Barracuda!" cries Pete. "Maddix may have been KOed there." "At the very least, he's been knocked for a loop, which'll buy Johnny some time." Indeed, Maddix is knocked loopy, facedown on the mat and looking out of his head. Dangerous is up meanwhile, running a thumb slowly across his throat symbolically before hauling Maddix off of the canvas and stepping behind... ...twisting him around... "MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII SLLLAAAAAAAAMMM!!" *WHAM!* ...CONNECTS!! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" "The MI Slam...that has GOT to be it here!!" Maddix lands folded on his head and neck, Johnny thinking momentarily about going back to the knee before deciding the MI Slam itself will be enough and making the cover... ONE! TWO! THREEEEE!! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" "HE GOT HI..." "NO, NO...FOOT ON THE ROPES!!" King is eagle-eyed, more eagle-eyed than most of the fans apparantly, as he spots Maddix's foot draped over the bottom rope. The fans and Johnny Dangerous himself are already celebrating, but Soapdish has spotted the foot and does his best to attone for his error, calling off the fall frantically. "Nicky Soapdish is saying no here, King." "Of COURSE he is Drain-Clogger. There's a foot on the ropes. It's just a shame he didn't spot it before getting everyone's hopes up!" Soapdish stops Johnny's celebrations in midflow now, telling him what happened. Dangerous doesn't look best pleased, to say the least, and starts to verbally cut Soapdish apart while gesticulating furiously. As he does meanwhile, Megan is screaming at Landon to get back up. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" "We've got controversy here. There was a three count, but Soapdish has called it off..." Dangerous tries his best to argue his point, but Soapdish isn't budging. Still, Johnny continues to press his case though, turning his attention away from Landon Maddix, who is wearily sliding up behind Johnny and pulling him down into a schoolboy roll-up... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT AGAIN BY JOHNNY!! "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!" Shocked, Johnny rolls back to his feet and catches Landon with a quick kick to the head. And a second...third...fourth, fifth, sixth...Johnny is going crazy now, stomping down on Maddix repeatedly with his fuse completely burnt out!! Soapdish rushes over and pulls Johnny off of the helpless challenger, but The Barracuda pushes the referee away and pulls Maddix to his feet like a sack of potatoes...with no care at all. "Dangerous has lost it here...and he's calling for the end again." Hooking Maddix from the side again, the International Champion yells something inaudible out to the crowd before lifting and spinning...but Maddix rotates off of Johnny's back, sliding behind... "AARRGH!" ...but he lands awkwardly on his knee again!! Maddix yells out in pain as Johnny quickly whips around, taking the chance to boot Maddix in the gut before turning back to back...and locking his arms under La Cucaracha's. "Uh-oh..." "Johnny Dangerous is setting up...for his tag team partner's finisher, The Wild Ride!!" "And this finished off Maddix a couple of weeks ago. Will it have the same success for Johnny!?!" Johnny smiles as he turns underneath Maddix and lifts up, hovering Maddix over the canvas. But Landon tilts his weight a little...and tilts it a little more...before tipping up and over Johnny, pulling him back by a waistlock and into a roll-up... ONE! "HE CAUGHT HIM BY SURPRISE!!" TWO! THR... NO, ONLY TWO!! "Man, that was close!" "Bah, you're not going to win a major match with a roll-up nowadays." As Johnny pushes Maddix off, the challenger is sent collapsing into the ring ropes. Untangling himself, Maddix shakes off some pain in his knee, while Johnny charges him, missing Maddix...and clotheslining himself across the top rope!! The ropes spring him back and Johnny staggers around, arms flailing, one of which Maddix ducks under before snatching Johnny's head and falling back with the Complete Shot!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Johnny's head bounces off the mat again, bringing some confidence into Megan's expression. But rather than go for the pin, Maddix rolls over onto Johnny and reaches up for the head, hooking an arm under the champion's jaw and pulling back...INTO THE LAND OF NOD!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" "LAND OF NOD!!" cries Pete, right on cue. "This has finished off some of the best...but will it finish off Johnny!?!" The crowd are on their feet as Maddix sits back with the hold, ignoring the shooting pains that sweep up and down his leg, instead concentrating on the International Title which is now within his metaphorical grip! Johnny meanwhile flails frantically, trying to tell Soapdish he doesn't want to quit, despite the fact that probably, he really would. "TAP!" "DON'T! TAP!" "TAP!" ""DON'T! TAP!" "TAP!" ""DON'T! TAP!" Johnny is hanging on for now, balling up one of his hands into a fist and cramming it into his mouth to take the mind off of the pain in his neck. The crowd are still split down the middle meanwhile, some encouraging Johnny to hang on, some pleading for him to give it up. Whever Johnny can focus on the crowd with the pain swirling through his head is doubtful though. "This move has won Maddix the World Championship! It won him the 2005 Clusterfuck! And now, it looks like it may win him the SWF International Championship!" yells Pete, trying to make himself heard over the San Antonio faithful. "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" "MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EEE!" MAD - DIX!" "JOHN - EE!" Now, Johnny is fighting the hold, pushing up onto his hands and knees. Due to the pain in his right leg, Maddix is unable to apply the hold one hundred percent as he would like without popping anything essential out of place. Which is allowing Johnny to try and turn into the inverted front facelock, looking for an escape. Maddix is hanging on though, shaking his head defiantly... ...as Johnny's hand hovers above the canvas... "TAP!" "DON'T! TAP!" "TAP!" ""DON'T! TAP!" ...BUT HE DOESN'T TAP... ...and tries to turn into Maddix's body again. Maddix seems to lack the power to keep Dangerous grounded as The Barracuda is now on one knee, leverage now on his side more. "Johnny is not giving up! He's fighting to the very last, in the hope of retaining his International Title belt..." Megan keeps the encouragement for Landon going, despite the face Dangerous is now almost face to face with Landon. Shock is evident on the challenger's part as he tries to twist Johnny back but can't seem to do so, the pain in his leg still too much... ...AS JOHNNY TURNS IN... "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH..." ...but as the inverted front facelock is broken, Maddix snatches on a regular front facelock. Johnny stops for a moment and tries to plan out his next move, but in that time, Landon is able to force Johnny onto his ass before sitting in, locking on a bodyscissors and popping the crowd like cherry bombs~! "What the..." "That's...that's the Wet Cement! Tom Flesher's old move, the Wet Cement!" "...WHAT THE HELL!?! WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING!?!" wails King. The crowd are going wild, as Maddix sits back and starts to rock slowly, forward and back, as if inching a cork out of a champagne bottle. "And THIS is a move that Maddix can use, without worrying about his leg!" notices Pete. "This is SACRILIDGE!" "Calm down King..." "Calm down!?! CALM DOWN!?! THIS IS HORRIBLE!! SOMEBODY MAKE HIM BREAK THE DAMN HOLD!!!" Soapdish (somehow) doesn't hear King wild ravings and is right in with Johnny, checking if he wants to give up, the champion's head bent into an agonising position with no escape in sight. "TAP!" "DON'T! TAP!" "TAP!" ""DON'T! TAP!" Johnny hangs on though, even though the hold is becoming more and more effective with every passing second. "TAP!" "DON'T! TAP!" "TAP!" ""DON'T! TAP!" His head now confidently nodding to the positive, Maddix has a beaming smile on his face as he falls back once more, an agonised howl eminating from where Johnny's head now lies. "How much more can Johnny Dangerous take? His neck has to be on breaking point here..." "...it can't end like this. Please, it can't end like this!" Johnny arms are flailing again, the pain getting to him as he tries for some sort of escape... ...but can't find one... *SLAPSLAPSLAPSLAP!* "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" ...AND TAPS OUT ON THE SIDE OF MADDIX'S BODY!!! *DING DING DING!* "HE GAVE IT UP!" cries Pete. "Johnny could hang on no longer, and we have a NEW International Champion!" "This is horrible." Maddix releases the hold as soon as the bell sounds, clutching his hands to his face in delight as Megan scrambles into the ring behind him and jumps on top with a congratulatory hug. Most of the crowd are now cheering, the split between them forgotten now the match is over, instead showing their appreciation. "Your winner of this match...and NEEEEEEWWW... S W F INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIIIIIOOOOONN... LANDON! LA CUCARACHA! MMMAAAAAAADDIIIIIIXXXXXXXXX!!!!!" "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Another resounding cheer goes up as referee Soapdish retrieves the International Title belt, dropping it into the waiting arms of La Cucaracha. Maddix clutches it to his chest as he sits up, Megan helping him limp to his feet and supporting his weight while he raises the belt to the skies. Smiles all round fill Martial law faces, as down the aisle jogs Todd Cortez to join the celebration. A congratulatory embrace from Todd to Maddix is applauded by Megan, before Todd raises Landon arm in the air. Meanwhile, Dangerous is up on his knees, watching this from a few feet away. "Landon Maddix...your new International Champion, and it was courtesy of the move used by the man he retired, Tom Flesher." "Which disgusts me." spits King. "I'd rather he hit him with a tyre iron than sully the name of a great man like Tom Flesher in the way he did. Tom has to be spitting feathers right now! If he bothered to watch this match at all." "You're so bitter, you could pass for a lemon right now, King." "Ooh, very good. Shut the hell up." The smiling Maddix limps over to the camera and gives a resounding "Thanks Tom!" before turning back around, shrugging at Johnny's dissappointed face and dangling Johnny's former gold in his face. Maddix quickly turns away then, to celebrate with Megan...as meanwhile, Cortez sees the look on Johnny's face and seems to soften a little. "JOHN - EEE!" "JOHN - EEE!" "JOHN - EEE!" "JOHN - EEE!" As the crowd chant the valiant loser's name, Cortez walks over to Johnny...extending a hand and helping him to his feet. Applause goes up for the gentlemanly act, as Cortez makes sure Johnny is okay... *SMACK!* ...BEFORE JOHNNY KOs HIM WITH A JOHNNY KICK!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" "Ha ha! That's what being a nice-guy gets ya, Todd!" crows King. "What the hell was that!?!" Wheeling around, Maddix limps after Johnny, but the former champion is already scrambling from the ring and walking up the ramp with a wry smirk masking his dissappointment. Megan is quickly over to check on Todd, while Maddix turns to Johnny in the rampway and points a finger towards him. "What unsporting conduct by Johnny Dangerous! I, quite frankly, would expect better from him!" "Well, I don't know about that, but one thing is for sure Pete. This issue between Wild and Dangerous and Martial Law is FAR from over." Maddix raises his newly one belt in the air towards Johnny, who growls back as he retreats, as we.. --FADE OUT-- ” “Landon Maddix won the title and got one step closer to one day becoming the only “grand slam” champion in the SWF . . . perhaps” The final shot is a still of Landon holding the International title up in the air with the caption. Second SWF International Champion: Landon “La Cucaracha” Maddix

Man talk about stretching a foot to a mile - one new line?

LOL I thought "Widdle Warrior" clearly showed that I was less than serious

Well before they signed Hogan it made sense - I'm just glad they didn't go with that. I forget what Slaughter even did after Hulkamania took off, he wasn't at a WM or anything - where did he go? what did he do?

While the rest of us wish it would go away now

[Deep booming ”NFL Films” Voiceover] “March 30th 2005, Lockdown in Boise, Idaho” “A tournament had been arranged to merge the SWF United States Junior League and the SWF International Television Titles into a new belt, a belt that represents everything that the SWF stands for: Talented competitors and great action” “Only one show earlier Jay Hawke had unseated Austin Sly as the USJL champion and Johnny Dangerous had won the ITV title from Landon Maddix – now these two newly crowned champions would face off in the finals of this hard fought tournament.” #Flashback# “Welcome back to SWF Lockdown,” greets the voice of Longdogger Pete as the cameras making a sweeping pass of the Boise crowd, packed like sardines in the Idaho Center. They rise to their feet with cheers and hold up their signs. “138 Days of Crap” and “The Cockroach was crushed!” are among a few of the less offensive ones. “Finally,” Pete begins again as the cameras settle on the two announcers, “the time is upon us for the final match of the SWF Title Tournament. It’s been a rip-roaring ride so far; crowning two new Champions along the way and a few surprising twists in that, but tonight we put a close to this tournament. Tonight, Jay Hawke; the United States Champion, and Johnny Dangerous; the Intercontinental-Television Champion, will compete to unify the two titles and become the Champion of the newest SWF Title!” “This should make for a pleasantly good match,” adds King - his lack of spitefulness actually surprising his announcing partner. “It’ll be amazing to see Jay Hawke become the first Champion of this new title.” “How do you know Johnny Dangerous won’t win, King? I mean, he did the unthinkable and defeated Landon Maddix for the ICTV Title. I think the Barracuda is going to give up a much harder fight then what your expecting – so long as he can keep from getting frustrated and going nuts-o on Hawke.” “Bingo,” King smugly replies. “You said it right there, Drain-Clogger. Johnny can’t keep this little aggressive streak of his under control to win a match that has rules. He’ll get himself disqualified before he actually pins Hawke. On the other hand, Jay Hawke just got his first taste of gold in the SWF – he isn’t about to give it up so easily, and especially after only five days!” “Maybe so,” concedes Pete, “but I still have to pick the Barracuda to come out on top. He surprised even me by destroying Landon Maddix on Storm.” Suddenly, the familiar strains of Pink Floyd’s “Learning to Fly” kick up from the speakers while the lights slowly dim, heralding the entrance of Jay Hawke. The crowd, as expected, unloads with some boos! “Introducing first,” says Funyon, “from the Hall of Fame City of Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 215 pounds … he is the SMARTMARK WRESTLING FEDERATION UNITED STATES CHAMPIOOOOOOOOOON… ‘The Dean of Professional Wrestling’ JAAAAAAAAAAY HAWWWWWWWWWKE!” A spotlight shines on Jay Hawke as he emerges from the curtain. He stops at the top of the ramp and just looks out across the sea of fans before parting his black and purple robe to reveal the United States Championship secured to his waist. All around him he can here the fans striking up their familiar chant: “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “HAWKE SUCKS!” “Hawke is obviously very proud of his newest accomplishment,” notes King. “He came to this federation with one goal – championships – and has done everything he can to make sure that he fulfills his goals. I’d say he’s doing a pretty fine job if you ask me.” “But we didn’t,” replies Pete, with a wide-toothed grin. His remark gets the Suicide King’s watchful eye, but before he can snap back at Pete Funyon begins again. “And his opponent,” he says as the lights dim down and a voice whispers a name in a deep, sultry voice… “JOHNNY DANGEROUS~!” …and the Idaho Center trembles with delight! “After the Flesh” kicks up from the speakers, getting a solid cheer from the fans and even more so when the Barracuda himself steps out from behind the curtains. Fans crowd the aisles leading to the ring, hoping to grab a good snapshot or a high five from the Secret Agent, but he simply passes by them and slides into the ring – his focus is totally on the task at hand. “From Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at two hundred-seventeen pounds! He is one half of the SWF WOOOOOOOORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AND THE REIGNING SWF INTERCONTINENTAL-TELEVISION CHAMPIOOOOOOOON… JOHNNY ‘THE BAAARRAAACUDAAA’ DAAAANGEROUUS!!” Johnny slides into the ring, heads for the turnbuckles and climbs up, igniting a wave of flash photography as he raises both title belts out to the fans. After a few seconds of mugging for the crowd, Johnny’s head snaps over and he glares at Jay Hawke rather menacing before climbing down from the post and handing the titles over to the referee. “Ever since Johnny didn’t win the Clusterfuck we’ve seen quite a different side to the Barracuda,” notes Pete. “He’s been highly unpredictable and overly aggressive – seemingly willing to do whatever it takes to make his way back to the top of this federation.” “Yeah, but his involvement in this tournament is more destructive than helpful in his bid to get a title match against our World Champion,” King says. “If that’s what he really wants he should just walk away now and let Hawke have this new title.” “I bet you’d like that too,” replies Pete. “Anything to keep this highly disputed undefeated streak of Jay Hawke’s intact.” “He is undefeated, Toilet-Clogger!” snaps King, “in singles matches that is. His only two losses have come against Wild and Dangerous in tag team matches.” “And one-half of Wild and Dangerous is in the ring now,” Pete reminds his announcing partner. In the ring, referee Ronald ‘Red’ Herrington takes both title belts and holds them high into the air, displaying them to every side of the crowd. The gold glistens off the lights and the fans cheer enormously. They know that tonight the storied histories of two separate titles in the SWF is about to come to a close, so the final displaying of these belts is a heartfelt one. After a few moments, Herrington hands the two belts off to a ringside assistant, for probably the last time. “Indeed the time to put these two titles to rest has come,” says Pete, “but with the retirement of these two belts we kick off the newest SWF Title which has yet to be named – those honors go to the winner of this match.” “If Johnny wins I could only imagine what kind of self-glorifying title name he comes up with,” grumbles King. “The Barracuda Title?” In the ring and with the cheesiest, shit-eating grin imaginable, Johnny extends his hand to Jay Hawke, “-and will you just look at that,” says Pete. “Even in this kind of a match, with all that is at stake here, the Barracuda is willing to show a little good sportsmanship!” “My a(Beep!)S he is!” snaps King. “Just look at that demonic smile. If you think Johnny Dangerous is here to be a good sportsman than you obviously haven’t been paying attention lately!” The feeling is mutual for the Dean of Professional Wrestling. He looks at Johnny’s extended hand almost in amazement! If the Barracuda thought that Hawke was about to engage in a civil match he was seriously in for a rude awakening, and with the way Dangerous is looking at Hawke he’s lucky he doesn’t get his teeth kicked down his throat! Jay immediately slaps Johnny’s hand away from him then quickly lunges at his opponent with a ferocious growl, catching Dangerous in the side of his face with an elbow! CRACK! DING DING DING!!! “This match is on!” exclaims Pete as Johnny’s head snaps back from the blow, and the crowd goes wild with the bell signifying the start of this anticipated bout! Hawke advances on the Barracuda, slamming two more elbows into the side of his face before grabbing his arm to send him barreling across the ring with an Irish whip! As Johnny goes towards the ropes Hawke stoops down, anticipating Dangerous’ return, but the return never comes – Johnny quickly grabbing onto the ropes to keep himself away from harms reach. However, if he won’t come towards harm it’ll just have to go to him. Hawk suddenly bolts towards Johnny, but the Barracuda isn’t going to just stand there and watch as his opponent races in towards him – Johnny comes off the ropes and levels Hawke with a short clothesline! WHAM! The blow catches the US Champion by total surprise, knocking him flat on his back, but he quickly jumps back up to his feet… WHAM! …Only to get knocked back down once more with another clothesline! The fans howl in excitement at the Barracuda’s growing momentum, but the two clotheslines only start to enrage the US Champion. “This match is starting off with a tremendous bang!” exclaims Pete. “Both of these competitors are giving the other man everything he’s got!” “They’d better slow down if they want to come out of this with the victory,” warns King. “They’re going to end up wearing themselves out in the first five minutes!” Once more Hawke pops back up to his feet, this time quickly jumping to the defensive. Johnny is stopped across the ring, grinning at his opponent, and then he steps forward – moving to encircle Jay as some chants for the Secret Agent break out: “JOOOOOOHN-E!” “JOOOOOOHN-E!” “JOOOOOOHN-E!” The chants of the Idaho crowd get a grinning nod from Johnny. It’s almost as if he were trying to rile up his opponent by showing him who’s side the fans were on, but the notion is taken in no regards from Hawke. He doesn’t care what these tractor driving, potato growing fools with dirty fingernails think – he never has before and he isn’t about to start now! Finally, the two men come together and clash with a collar-elbow-tie up, fighting for purchase! It’s a bait and switch though, as Johnny has no desire to try and out-muscle Jay Hawke and quickly breaks the tie up while grabbing his opponent’s arm and spinning around behind him for a hammerlock! The Barracuda cranks back on the arm, but Hawke isn’t about to start handing over body parts this early on without a fight! He suddenly spins around, ripping his arm free of Johnny’s grasp and nailing the Secret Agent in the jaw with an elbow! CRACK! Johnny stumbles back with a hand to his jaw, feeling his lip for blood as he angrily glares at his opponent. The feeling is mutual, and Jay stares back just as well--rather intensely as he knows he finally got one in over Dangerous --while taking the half second he has to work the kink out of his shoulder. The heated moment sends a buzz through the Boise crowd, and they move to the edge of their seats. Chants erupt from all corners of the arena as the two competitors snarl at each other and bare down on their knuckles, seemingly growing more irate by the minute! “Will you just listen to these fans,” marvels Pete. “I never imagined this title tournament would get these fans so excited!” “Figures,” hisses King, shaking his head in annoyance. “These people are so bored with their lives – picking potatoes all day long – all we have to do is have someone nail a clothesline and these people are having an orgasm.” Suddenly, Johnny rockets towards the US Champion and fakes with a left then quickly slings a right into Hawke’s mouth! WHAM! “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” The fans explode into cheers, thrilled that this match just might be filled with more ruthlessness than originally expected. However, the blow doesn’t even seem to faze the US Champion, and he fires back with a forearm into the side of Dangerous’ skull! WHACK! Johnny immediately stumbles back, unable to take the blows without flinching like his opponent, and if Jay has it his way… the Barracuda will be doing a lot more than flinching in the next few minutes! He quickly closes in with a second forearm…then a third, each hit knocking Dangerous a step closer to the ropes! Though dazed, Johnny frantically reaches back to feel for the ropes and to have something to grab onto, but before he can reach them Hawke grabs him by the arm and whips him across the ring! Johnny hits the ropes and bounces back towards the US Champion, who begins the motions of a lariat, but before he can connect Johnny ducks down and blazes right under the ‘Dean’s’ arm! He races right past Hawke, heading straight for the ropes behind his opponent and picking up some serious steam! He hits the ropes and springs off them to go screaming back towards the US Champion, then jumps up… WHAM! …and slams into the ‘Dean of Professional Wrestling’ with a flying body press! He catches Jay just as he was spinning back around to face him, and hits so hard that he violently sends Hawke crashing down into the canvas! Johnny stays right on top of his opponent, hoping for a quick pin as Herrington drops to count for… ONE!! NOOO!!! Hawke, using everything he’s got, shoves the Barracuda off of him, ending the count just before two! “I think you can toss that friendly match idea out the window now, Comet,” snickers King, as Pete furrows his brow. “These two look more like two gorillas fighting for leadership of the band! Only this fight is to get back that new title… so umm…I guess they wouldn’t really be fighting for leadership or anything, but still…you know what I mean…it’s not friendly!” “Well if there’s one thing you should learn from tonight, that’s to quit while you’re ahead,” says Pete, scolding his broadcast partner. “As far as these two go, they might be taking out more of their aggression then what I had originally hoped for—both of them!” Hawke tries to quickly get to his feet and get back on the defensive path, but his nimble opponent greets him with a boot to the gut! Jay doubles over and Johnny snags him in a side headlock. He clenches down as hard as he can then starts to pull the US Champion across the ring, fully intending to clothesline him across the top rope. However, Jay isn’t about to let any of those shenanigans play out though and he quickly slams on the brakes, shoving Dangerous away. Johnny keeps on going, heads across the ring once more then hits the ropes and comes rocketing back towards Hawke. Like before, the Dean looks to catch the Barracuda with a lariat only this time… WHACK! “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” …it connects, and he sends Johnny to the mat with a thunderous clothesline! Now it’s Jay’s turn to make for the cover, and he does so with Herrington counting for… ONE!! TW-NOOO!!!! Johnny kicks out just in the middle of two! Hawke grabs the Barracuda by his head and pulls him to his feet, tossing in a few shots to Johnny’s midsection to keep him subdued before spinning him around and locking his hands around the Barracuda’s waist from behind! Dangerous knows what’s coming up next and it’s all he can do to frantically grapevine his leg around Hawke’s as the Dean tries to haul him over for a German. It stops the suplex as intended, giving Johnny enough time to send an elbow flying back into his opponent’s skull! Jay grunts from the blow, but doesn’t budge until three more elbows thrown in rapid succession coming firing back at him! Finally, the strikes pay off and Hawke staggers back off the Secret Agent, releasing his hands from Johnny’s waist. But it seems to only enrage the ‘Dean of Professional Wrestling’ even more, and he charges right back in, just when Dangerous thought he had a second to breathe… WHAM! …and clubs him right in the spine with a closed fist! Johnny arches back, crying out in pain as the crowd “OOOOOH”S!” from the hollow, bone filled THUNK~! that pierces the sound waves! “OH!” Pete winces at the hit. “Jay Hawke is pulling out all the stops to try and put the Barracuda away. I don’t think he realizes what he’s dealing with—who he’s in the ring with—cause we’ve all seen what happens when the Barracuda unleashes all his frustrations in the ring!” “He knows damn well who’s in that ring with him,” snaps King, “and he isn’t about to let that goofball upstage him in a match!” Hawke quickly seizes his opponent once more from behind then hauls him up, and over, and into the canvas, neck-and-shoulders first with a German suplex! WHAM! Then immediately floats over for the cover. ONEE!! TWOOO!!!! NOOOOO!!!!!! Johnny thrusts his shoulder of the mat just after two, saving himself from a loss for the time being. “Jay Hawke goes for the suplex once more, only this time he gets it and earns a two count,” says Pete. “Thus bringing his power package to the table; only tonight he’s not just bringing it, he’s heaving it onto the table! If Agent Dangerous has any realistic plans of winning this match he’s going to have to keep the distance and move the match with quick strikes.” Hawke moves to reacquire the shaken Barracuda before he can get to a vertical position on his own; grabbing Johnny by his head and jerking him to his feet. Jay quickly pulls Johnny into a headlock to keep the pressure on his opponent and gradually wear him down until Dangerous has nothing left to offer. That time has yet to come though, and before the US Champion has the chance to tighten his grip and crush the Secret Agent like a trash compactor, Johnny jams his elbow into Hawke’s gut! the Dean grunts on impact and Johnny fires another shot in, this time with a little more force behind it. The elbows themselves don’t really do much damag, but they certainly distract him from his goal, and eventually allowing the Barracuda to slip out of harms reach. Johnny quickly darts across the ring, hits the ropes and comes rocketing back towards the Dean, just as Hawke suddenly spins back around with a forearm leading the way! WHOOSH! Johnny dodges the forearm smash by ducking down and spinning away from the oncoming arm then fluidly moves right into a roundhouse kick! He nails the US Champion right in his abdomen, stunning Hawke as he doubles over while clenching his wound. Johnny takes the one second opening that his opponent gives him and moves right into a Russian Leg Sweep! Hawke goes crashing into the mat after having his legs swept out from under him, and Johnny quickly jumps up then arches back while bringing out his elbow… WHACK! …and sinks the point of his elbow directly into Jay Hawke’s sternum! The ‘Dean of Professional Wrestling’ quivers on impact, but stays on his back as Johnny floats over for a cover. ONEE!!! TWOOO!!!!!! KICKOUT!!!!!!!!! “Again, Hawke slips out of the pin attempt,” says King, as the US Champion thrusts his shoulders off the mat then rolls onto his stomach and pushes up off the mat, “proving that it’s going to take a lot more than anything Johnny has to offer to put him down!” “I wouldn’t be so sure, Brian,” Longdogger firmly replies. “I think Johnny is starting to realize that he needs to let his instincts in the martial arts guide him in this match. If anything it’s definitely allowed him to take control of this match.” “Yeah, but how long is that going to last?” ponders King as Hawke gets to his knees only to find the Barracuda charging back towards him! Johnny dives at his opponent feet-first, but the US Champion quickly rolls out of the way… “Oof!” …and Johnny lands flat on his back in the most unflattering of mannerisms. He flushes bright red and quickly pops back up to his feet… WHACK! Only for Jay Hawke to charge in with a forearm smash that sends the Barracuda rocking on his heels! Johnny staggers back against the ropes, semi-stunned, but still coherent enough to quickly duck down as Jay rushes forward with a second forearm smash. Johnny pops up from behind then braces himself to deliver a Johnny Kick! The crowd moves to the edge of their seats, and as the Dean turns back around to face his opponent, Johnny launches his foot into the air--his targeting reticules locked onto Hawke’s chin! “NOBODY HOME!” exclaims King as Hawke frantically leans back to avoid the blast and grabs the Barracuda by his ankle, snatching it straight out of mid-air! Johnny gasps in horror, but before he can readjust his plan the Dean flips him to the mat, flat on his face, “-and here comes the Wing Span!” cries Pete. “Jay Hawke has got Johnny down, and if he can lock that devastating submission in this could spell disaster for Agent Dangerous!” “And victory for Jay Hawke,” adds King. “Well, yes,” replies Pete, shaking his head in despair, “that is how it generally goes. I’m so glad you could lend your wisdom to tonight’s broadcast.” “Go to hell, Drain-Clogger!” snaps King as Hawke desperately tries to scissor his legs around Johnny’s arm and lock in his deadly Wing Span, but Johnny frantically kicks and bucks, trying to worm his way free! Finally, he reaches for the ropes, as it’s all he can do to break free and snares onto the bottom. Herrington calls for the break, which gets a half big reaction from the fans! However, Hawke is less than willing to oblige. He keeps on trying to lock in the submission even with the referee ordering a break, hammering his fist into Johnny’s shoulder blades, forcing the referee to start a count… “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” “FOUR!” Finally, Hawke obliges and releases Dangerous, who lets out a sigh of relief, but it isn’t going to last long as the US Champion quickly pulls him back up with an arm wrench. He steps forward, whipping the Barracuda across the ring and straight towards the corner… WHACK! “OOOOOOOOH!!” Johnny slams back-first into the unforgiving steel post then flops to the canvas! He groans in agony, clutching his aching back while trying to get back up. Staying on the mat would certainly be his doom and he knows it, so despite the pain he reaches for the ropes and pulls himself back to his feet. However, that seems to be just what the US Champion was hoping for. He charges across the ring towards his opponent, catching Johnny like a deer caught in the headlights before spinning around and absolutely blasting him in the face with a roundhouse kick! KA-RAAAACK!! Hawke’s devastating blow sends the Barracuda tumbling over the top rope to the thinly-padded concrete floor, and he lands with a monstrous thud! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” “What a tremendous hit that was!” exclaims Pete, shouting over the booing crowd. “I think Agent Dangerous might be counting his blessings that it sent him over the top rope and not to the mat, or it’d have certainly been the end of this match!” “It might as well be,” says King. “Seeing as how Jay Hawke has basically controlled ever second of this match it’s not very likely that Johnny can win, anyway, he might as well give up now!” Herrington begins the standard ten-count on Johnny, who is on the outside holding dearly to his head. He gets up on his knees, but doesn’t move from that position. “ONEEE!!!” “TWOOO!!!” “THREEEE!!!” “FOOOOOUR!!!” Hawke knows he could probably win this match right now as the Barracuda doesn’t look to be climbing back inside the ring anytime soon, but he decides not to tempt fate. So like any sensible warrior would, the Dean drops out of the ring and grabs Johnny by his collar, pulling the stunned Secret Agent to his feet then heaves him in the ring under the bottom rope with everything he’s got! hawke rolls in after his opponent just as the referee reaches the count of “SIIIIIIIIX” then rolls Johnny onto his back and goes for the pin. Herrington stops his count out and drops for the pin-fall. ONEEE!!! TWOOOO!!!!!! THRE-NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Johnny kicks out with only a nanosecond to spare, and the crowd roars its approval with a thunderous cheer! “Johnny gets the shoulder up again,” says Pete, “but there wasn’t much authority behind that one. Luckily, he had all that time to recover or he might have bit the dust right there!” “Unluckily for us though,” chirps King. “We could have been done with this match already. To think that we could’ve already crowned the new champion!” Hawke grabs Johnny by his head and begins pulling him to his feet. It’s obvious that the US Champion has grown tired of the Barracuda’s persistence. He’s dominated the Secret Agent for most of the match, proving to Dangerous and the World that he is truly superior. He grabs Johnny by his throat and pulls him to his feet, only to a thumb to his eyes! “What the hell was that!?” cries King, “Johnny just raked the Dean of Professional Wrestling’s eyes!” Hawke staggers back, both hands covering his eyes as Johnny steps forward and slams his open fist into the US Champion, right between the eyes, with a vicious, yet desperate Shotei Palmstrike! THHHHH-WAAAACK! “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” The crowd explodes as Johnny thunders the strike into Hawke’s skull and sends the Dean stumbling back, “-and Agent Dangerous still has some fight left inside him!” exclaims Pete. “He’s not going down to Jay Hawke just yet, so long as he has something left in the tank!” Dangerous steps forward, utterly seething and determined that win or loose, he won’t be the only one going home with a headache tonight! He storms after the US Champion and launches his fist into Hawke with a second Shotei, and then a third before finally spinning completely around… WHOOSH-CRACK!! …and just cranking his foot into Hawke’s temple with a spinning heel kick, nearly fracturing his skull! The Dean of Professional Wrestling goes flying backwards and he falls into the ropes, completely stunned out of his mind! Johnny quickly reacts, knowing good and well that it won’t take long for his opponent to gather himself. He pulls Jay off the ropes and ducks down to drape his opponent across his shoulders then carefully, with a tremendous growl, stands to his feet! “What a tremendous display of strength by the Barracuda,” marvels Pete as the fans valiantly cheer the Secret Agent on. Johnny doesn’t take any time to acknowledge them though, knowing that he can’t hold his opponent up for long as his back is already starting to give away. He quickly executes a forward flip, bringing his opponent down into the canvas and drilling him back-first! WHAM! “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” “Spinal Explosion!” calls Pete, as the ring quivers on impact. “Agent Dangerous is showing that he can come up with some powerful moves as well as his opponent!” “Maybe so,” adds King, “But do you really think that’s going to be enough to end this match!?” Hoping to answer that very question, Johnny reaches back and hooks onto Hawke’s leg then rolls him onto his shoulders. Herrington drops to count for… ONEE!!! TWOOOO!!!!!! THR-NOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Jay kicks out just before three, and the fans roar in excitement! He pushes off the mat with one hand while holding his head with the other hand, grimacing from the head trauma. “All those shots Agent Dangerous has delivered to The Dean’s head seem to be finally sinking in,” observes Pete. As Hawke finally stands the Barracuda is already waiting on him, and Johnny punts his foot right into the Dean’s gut! Jay doubles over into a side headlock, just like earlier, only this time he isn’t able to put up any resistance as Dangerous bolts across the ring, pulling him along for the ride. Johnny doesn’t even bother to slow down as he nears the edge of the ring, instead he hurdles over the top rope and clotheslines the US Champion against the ropes as he drops to the outside! Hawke goes flying back and crashes down back-first into the mat with a tremendous thud! He thrashes back and forth while clenching his neck, and to Johnny he’d appear to be the perfect sitting duck. The Secret Agent hops up to the outside apron then vaults to the top rope and springs off! He extends his elbow way out, but before he reaches his opponent, Hawke draws his knees up and Johnny slams chest-first into them! “OOOOOOOOH!” Johnny glances off the knees and is sent spinning through the air before crashing down into the mat himself, leaving both men on the mat to wallow in their own pains! “Dear God!” shouts Longdogger Pete. “Just like that, Jay Hawke puts a block into Agent Dangerous’ game plan!” Johnny sits on his knees, cradling his chest as Hawke staggers to his feet, woozy from the skull shots. The Dean moves forward while holding the side of his head, just as the Barracuda starts climbing back up to his feet, but before he can get all the way up Hawke shoots at the Barracuda’s foot! He grabs Johnny’s foot, but the split second reflexes of the Secret Agent cause him to leap up… CRACK! …and just barely grazes the back of the Dean’s skull with an enzuigiri! Hawke drops to his knees, too stubborn to actually fall flat on his face, which is no problem for Dangerous—he’ll make the US Champion go down like it or not! Johnny quickly reaches around Hawke’s neck from behind, and locks on a sleeper! Dangerous tightens down as hard as he can, determined to subdue this beast, who is flailing his arms and trying to pull Johnny’s arms away from his neck! “The Barracuda is going for the technical knockout it seems,” suggest Pete. “With all the blows Johnny has dealt to Hawke’s head, this could very well be the ticket!” “What are you blabbering about? Johnny doesn’t contain the strength in those toothpick arms to put a poodle out, much less the Dean of Professional Wrestling himself,” King says, even as Hawke seems to be slowly fading. However, Jay Hawke is determined to go home as the new Champion. He isn’t about to let the Barracuda put him out and so Hawke begins to stand while jamming elbow and elbow back into Johnny’s side, “-and the Dean is fighting back!” exclaims King. “He isn’t about to give up this match after dominating Johnny for so long. He’s got way too much energy invested in this match to let it all slip away so easily!” “Perhaps that was the Barracuda’s plan,” Pete speculates. “Maybe Johnny wanted Hake to wear himself out and not be able to fight back when it really mattered.” “But he IS fighting back,” adds King. Indeed the Dean is fighting back, and his elbows finally knock Johnny off of him, but not without a tremendous amount of effort. Jay rushes forward, wanting to get as much distance between him and dangerous as possible, and heads for the ropes. He hits them and comes sailing back towards Johnny, but like several times before Johnny is more than ready for the Dean’s return and he jumps up… CRACK! “And LEVELS the US Champion with a springing side kick!’ shouts Pete as Johnny’s foot sails into the Dean’s jaw, knocking him flat on his back! Jay moves quickly though, desperately trying to claw his way back up to his feet even in his stunned state. Behind him, Johnny eagerly awaits with the fans rising to their feet in anticipation, cheering whole-heartedly, and as Hawke staggers to his feet… “Here it comes,” says Pete, and Johnny swoops in on Hawke and puts his devastating fall away slam into motion. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-” -SLAM!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! “MI SLAM! MI SLAM!” The fans howl in excitement at seeing the Barracuda’s deadly move executed to finish as Hawke is pounded into the canvas! Johnny isn’t about to waste any more time however and quickly floats over for the cover as Herrington drops to count for: ONE!!! TWO!!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! DING DING DING!!! ‘After the Flesh’ kicks up in the arena once more, this time in celebration of the Barracuda’s victory, alongside the fans roar of cheers. “Your winner of this match,” bellows Funyon, “and winner of the SMARTMARK WRESTLING FEDERATION TITLE TOURNAMENT… JOOOHNNY ‘THE BAAAARRAAAACUDAAAA’ DAAAANGEROUUUS!!!” Herrington hands the Tag Team Championship back to Dangerous, and then grabs Johnny’s arm and raises it high into the air in victory as Funyon’s announcement comes over the speakers. “Johnny Dangerous has won the SWF Title Tournament,” says Pete. “However, we’ll have to give him some time to decide what he’s going to call this new title as the belt will be unveiled on Smarkdown.” “Smarkdown?” questions King, “gee-whiz! You mean to tell me I have to wait four days to figure out what crappy name Johnny is going to bestow on this new title belt?” “What you expected us to have a title already engraved with whatever name Johnny hasn’t even picked out for it yet?” “Alright,” King concedes. “You have a point.” Johnny takes his one title and heads out of the ring, knowing that on Smarkdown he will be presented with the new SWF Title and have one more Championship under his belt… “5 days later Johnny Dangerous named the title the SWF International Title and it has since then become one of the most sought after, hotly contended often defended titles in all of wrestling” The final shot is a still of Johnny Dangerous with the International title strapped around his waist with the caption. First ever SWF International Champion: Johnny Dangerous Smarkdown – July 24th – Who will follow in Johnny Dangerous footsteps as the NEXT SWF International Champion??

KA-CHING!!! and I like the idea, we could have small teams (maybe 4 guys) that we're supposed to pick for a storm/lockdown/smarmdown rotation - that way we can't just pick the guys we're facing and write a match to rack up points, and we should pick before the Storm card is even posted to futher prevent tampering. It'll be a fun little side game to play.

Erm time to show my ignorance here, who is running the international tag-team tornament and would that person perhaps be interested in me pitching in next week to write the Denmark / Jamaica match? I've only done a Danish character once in all my e-fedding time, it'd be fun to try to make it work.

See then how do you know if Akira or Zyon promoed back or not? laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy! And erm Zyon had a promo on Lockdown. . . didn't read that either? all I can say is "tisk,tisk widdle warrior"

You mean like Bruce responded last show to your previous promo? like that?

You know I can see some milage in the longest and the second longest reigning SWF champion facing off

Well, I guess you can call me a thug, then... because if I was in Owen's shoes, and I had the chance to do so, you can bet your ass that *I* would have taken liberties with him. I guess that's just shows the differene between people - you'd beat up someone for tricking your brother to lose a title that's decided by a booker anyways and not actually a legitimate sports title and then make fun of his while he went off to a HUGE Turner payday. To each his own I suppose.

reasonable to get revenge? as in PHYSICALLY hurt him? nah that's where the "reasonable road" ends because that's not a reasonable way to react to something unless you're in grade school or you're some thug or you have the mentality of a grade school thug . . . so I can see why Shawn may actually have thought that upon reflection.

LOL it's also a sign of how inflated Shawn's ego is - "Oh he's a friend of Bret his first and foremost thought is to hurt me because I am da Heelz LOLZ!" Maybe it's because Shawn despised Bret and by proxy his entire family and would rather not have Owen elevated? More so than the injury posibility.

MAIN EVENT: INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP ELIMINATION FOUR-WAY "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins vs. "The Divine Wind" Akira Kaibatsu vs. "Iron" Mike Cross vs. Bruce Blank - I'm not predicting my own match but whomever wins it will have to crank out something top class. -=-=-=-=- TAG TEAM TERROR Kerry Staunton and Scott Rageheart vs. The Axis (Trent Hawk and Ciro Vitale) - It's the battle of who'll show, will Staunton & Rageheart show us something? will the Axis? I'll say that the Axis actually DOES show and does win. -=-=-=-=- SINGLES MATCH OF APPARENT IMPORT Grendel vs. Mike Van Siclen Special Guest Commentators: Tom Flesher and Grendel's Mask On A Styrofoam Head It won't matter because people will be more focused on the commentators. -=-=-=-=- SPECIAL ATTRACTION An Octopus vs. A Velociraptor Talk about a tough one, the only truely undefeated SWF mainstay and the guy that only lost to a guy 10 times his weight (T-Rex in case you're wondering) Octopus wins it for the home team

Alright I know the drill, you know the drill, we're all very familiar with the drill -=-=-=-=- MAIN EVENT: INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP ELIMINATION FOUR-WAY "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins vs. "The Divine Wind" Akira Kaibatsu vs. "Iron" Mike Cross vs. Bruce Blank -=-=-=-=- TAG TEAM TERROR Kerry Staunton and Scott Rageheart vs. The Axis (Trent Hawk and Ciro Vitale) -=-=-=-=- SINGLES MATCH OF APPARENT IMPORT Grendel vs. Mike Van Siclen Special Guest Commentators: Tom Flesher and Grendel's Mask On A Styrofoam Head -=-=-=-=- SPECIAL ATTRACTION An Octopus vs. A Velociraptor -=-=-=-=- Whatever else people book

Yes we need a European tour! - I've read last years European tour and you even went to Denmark, so a 10 stop European tour would be cool - althought I guess to some Bulgaria may be harder to write than the MST3K show since MST3K is probably more well known to Americans I want to see a show from way up north when it's freezing f'ing col Ice Storm!!

Only two (maybe just one if the PPV isn't part of the fictional tour) more stop where it can happen, you'll just have to stick around for those two and see And with Austin Sly leaving. . . dare I wish for it? *crosses fingers and hopes* ohpleaseohpleaseohpleasecomebackcrimsonskull!!

Ah damn we're being upstaged by the opening match Short but sweet this week

I am so sowwy about that I'll try to get a rush job in next week or something And I actually beat Zyon competitively and not by no show? damn cause he's one of the guys here who's writing I'm really digging so this is huge to me. And here we are a show on time *thumbs up* I know it’s hard running the ship more or less by yourself Chris, you deserve a lot of credit (end gratuitous suck up) So we’re still missing Flesher/WC – it’ll be worth the wait for sure so that’s cool but hey we still had three long, top notch edge of their seats matches Oh and a couple of short’uns I suppose. Main Event: Good stuff, good stuff I must say and a hell of a win for ya too – I really look forward to next week!

1) Depends on the outcomes of Lockdown and Smarkdown, we shall see what happens when they happen 2) Sadly the fictional world tour is going over like a fart in church, cause I liked it and I have fun with it but milage varies. I like the tour idea with each tour ending in a PPV at the culmination of the tour. I'd love to see a "Time Travel Tour" just for the hell of it - this is fantasy, this is imaginary so why not use it? I mean an SWF event in the Coliseum with Julius Caesar himself watching? fun stuff All made possible with our Frost Brand Time Machine (there is nothing they can't invent) *thumbs up* But well with the response to the fictional tour this probably won't happen - and shouldn't be the next tour since that's the "Road to Genesis" and all

LOL@Team Cracker