Guest Goodear Report post Posted October 15, 2002 I'm like a loser... *** sob *** I'm dying for some help here folks, what am I not doing here that keeps me stuck in opening match hell? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fireworks shoot into the air as the assembled masses cheer their little New York hearts out in anticipation of the action and adventure to follow for the next however long this show is going to go! As the camera swings about the entire arena, displaying a number of fans and their homemade signs… none of them are witty enough to note hear though. Most aren't even spelled right, "Go Camicazi" indeed… Finally, after flitting about the arena like a butterfly, we come to focus on our intrepid announce team of Axis and The Suicide King. “Welcome fans to yet another fantabulous episode of SJL Wrath! We are coming to you live and in living color from the granddaddy of them all, Madison Square Garden in New York City! I’m your host, Axis, and I’m of course joined by the patron saint of cheating like a bitch, The Suicide King.” King looks around like he’s stepped into the middle of a waste disposal plant, “I wish I could say that I’m happy to be here but that would be a lousy, stinking, rotten lie. Because, lets face it, New York is a town full of losers, bums, reprobates, bums, strippers, and hobos. I’d spit on this city, but just I can’t find a clean place to do it.” Axis looks at his broadcast partner with horror in his eyes, “You are aware how much money New York trips make us right? … Anyway, we’ve got one heck of a show for you tonight, and guess what? Its time to get the party started. And to do that, lets go to the man who took an onion and added some fun, Funyon.” “The Everlasting Gaze” by Smashing Pumpkins starts to descend from the rafters as The Wildchild emerges from the curtain. A round of cheers from fans that love to see some highflying action greet the man from the Bahamas in anticipation of seeing him astound and amaze. Startled by the cheers, Wildchild looks about stunned at the wonderful reception that he's receiving. Making his way down the aisle before sliding into the ring, Wildchild tries to relax before the contest to come but he continues to fidget regardless as Funyon completes his introduction. “This contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a triple threat match! Introducing first… from Morgan’s Bluff in the Bahamas and weighing in at 217 pounds, he is THE WILLLLLLDCHILLLLLLLD! His opponent…” Ejiro Fasaki steps out to greet the crowd as “Sellout” roars from the sound system of Madison Square Garden. The yellow-clad grappler makes his way down to the ring while taking some time to high five some native New Yorkers in attendance. Stepping into the ring, Fasaki climbs up to the middle rope as always and raises his fist to the air, and receives a surge of cheers in response. Stepping down, Ejiro takes a moment to stretch against the ropes as Funyon calls out his name to the amassed throng. “Weighing in at 188 pounds and hailing from Sarasota, Florida… EEEEEEEEEJIROOOOOO FASAKIIIII! And finally…” A female voice comes up over the speakers, announcing to the fans, “Johnny Dangerous.” The fans respond with a huge cheer (complete with the Jeff Hardy patented Teenage Girl Squeal™) as Limp Bizkit’s “Mission: Impossible 2” comes pumping out to the fans. As the video screen displays Johnny Dangerous skiing off the side of a mountain, wrestling crocodiles, and drinking mineral water, “The Barracuda” steps onto the stage. Wearing his typical tuxedo, takes a moment to adjust his tie before stepping off the stage. As Johnny walks down the aisle, he takes the time to wink to the female fans in attendance. Stopping in the middle of his entrance, Dangerous saddles up to a fetching blond and gives her a little hug in appreciation for her support. And then he punches her in the face!!! “What in the name of Zeus' BUTT hole is Dangerous doing?” “Wow, she wasn’t really ugly enough… or fat enough to warrant that.” "That’s not the point!" Dangerous quickly pulls the woman over the railing by the back of the head, and begins to roll up her shirtsleeve. The search reveals that the “fan” had a small dagger pressed up against her wrist in a miniature sheathe. She must have been an enemy spy or something, and everyone should ask Dangerous about it later. Anyway, with the spy laid out in the middle of the entry ramp unconscious, Dangerous continues his trek to the ring and steps in between the ropes. Both Fasaki and Wildchild stare at their opponent with a “What the hell?” look on their faces as Dangerous just shrugs in defense. He mouths, “Crazy stalker fans. You know how they are” and points his thumb at the aisle as Funyon concludes his introductions. “And … ah… finally, weighing in at 205 pounds from the Casinos of Las Vegas, Nevada… “THE BARRACUDA” JOHNNNNNNY DANGERRRRROUS!” The bell rings as all three men circle each other, looking for an opportunity to attack. And making sure no more "Crazy Stalker Fans" are going to be jumping into the ring. Finally convinced that nothing any more out of the ordinary is going to happen, all three men finally decide to lock up in three-way collar-and-elbow tie up. “Oh God, spare me from this horrible convention of three-way matches. Next thing you know, they'll be putting on that three way sleeper hold or something,” King complains. At the same moment, Dangerous and Fasaki both take Wildchild by an arm and put on a wristlock. Driving Wildchild down to a knee, Ejiro and Dangerous share a perplexed look for a moment, amazed that they both had the same idea at the same time. They shrug at each other in approval before Johnny says something to Fasaki. Nodding to Dangerous, Ejiro signals his assent to go along with Johnny’s proposal. Both men wind up Wildchild’s arms again and deliver a pair of chop to his chest, sending the man from the Bahamas down to the canvas. Dangerous and Fasaki share another look and pull Wildchild up off the canvas by the arms. Winding up again, Dangerous and Fasaki attempt another pair of chops but Wildchild ducks underneath and does a forward roll, pulling Johnny and Ejiro together. The co-conspirators’ heads bang together as they go falling to the mat in a mildly slapstick manner. Wildchild quickly tries to take on both men, and puts Fasaki in a headlock. Hopping up, Wildchild wraps Dangerous’ head up with his legs. Trying to take both men over at the same time, Wildchild rolls to one side but Ejiro and Dangerous manage to stay on their feet. Dangerous pushes Wildchild’s legs strait up and off his head, allowing Fasaki to bring Wildchild down with a belly-to-back suplex. Rising to his feet, Ejiro is quickly driven back down to the canvas with a spinning heel kick from “The Barracuda.” “You can’t trust anyone in these triple threat matches, King.” “I don’t trust anyone period, too many treacherous people in this business.” “Including you.” “Especially me.” Johnny pulls Fasaki up and quickly places his head underneath Fasaki’s jaw. Falling to his knees, Johnny sends Ejiro’s head snapping against his opponent’s head. Checking to make sure he still has some teeth, Fasaki is easily collected by Dangerous as he turns Fasaki over for a reverse neckbreaker. But doing so leaves Johnny exposed and wide open for a Wildchild sidekick to the mouth that sends both Johnny and Ejiro tumbling to the mat. Wildchild quickly pulls Dangerous off the canvas and lays in a few open hand chops to the chest, not making the usual popping sound due to Johnny's ring attire but causing damage nonetheless. Sending Dangerous into a corner, Wildchild leaps on top and tries for a monkey flip. But Dangerous quickly counters by picking Wildchild up and placing him on the middle ropes. Johnny proceeds to pay Wildchild back for those chops with a viscous shot of his own to Wildchild's face. Johnny quickly goes up after Wildchild and tries to hook him up for a superplex. But Fasaki is there to nail Johnny from behind with a jumping forearm to the back. Ducking underneath Dangerous' legs, Fasaki pulls him off turnbuckle and onto his shoulders. Yelling to Wildchild to attack, Fasaki holds Dangerous up in position for the doomsday device. Noting the situation, Wildchild puts his back to his opponents and takes a flying leap off the top with a moonsault, targeting Dangerous. But Johnny wasn’t just going to sit there and let it happen. Instead, while Wildchild goes flying overhead, “The Barracuda” rolls forward, taking Ejiro down in a victory roll. Referee Eddy Long drops down and counts… ONE! TWO! NO! “And that’s what you have to do to win one of these things, King. Incapacitate one of your opponents before making your move on the other. Because you’ll never be able to pin someone while both opponents are up and at full strength.” "That's the general idea, Axis, but I can't really picture anyone of these guys being smart enough to pull that off." Ejiro kicks out well in time to escape the pin before Johnny grabs him by the hair and pushes him back into a corner. Johnny quickly drives his feet into Ejiro’s chest with some sweeping round kicks to the chest, driving the majority of the wind out of Fasaki's sails. Johnny tries to follow up by sending Ejiro across the ring with an Irish whip, but Fasaki reverses and sends Johnny right into a Wildchild “Freefall” that sends Dangerous high into the sky before crashing to the mat! Rising to his feet, Wildchild is quickly stunned with an elbow to the head from Fasaki that sends Wildchild crumbling to the mat. Fasaki takes Wildchild by the arm in an attempt to keep the high flyer away from the ropes and on the mat. Slapping on a hard armbar, Ejiro is still unable to keep Wildchild from flipping forwards and doing a cartwheel to reverse the hold. Holding onto Ejiro's wrist, Wildchild runs forward and walks up the ropes in one fluid motion. Dragging Ejiro along, Wildchild walks across a turnbuckle before leaping down and grabbing Ejiro's head in a front facelock. Using the momentum from the ropes, Wildchild ends up taking Fasaki's head the mat with the Tornado DDT! Ejiro’s head bounces off the canvas like a super ball before he rolls out of the ring in an attempt to escape a pin fall. Trying to press his assault, Wildchild scales to the top rope and looks to dive out onto the fallen wrestler. “Whoops, looks like Clownboy forgot all about Johnny Dangerous. Although it’s not like that’s a hard thing to do. I forget his name all the time, thank goodness for post it notes.” Dangerous comes in from behind Wildchild and nails him with a flying axe handle to the back. Losing his balance, Wildchild lands on the turnbuckle groin first as the fans in attendance let loose with a sympathy groan. Dangerous quickly goes up the turnbuckles behind Wildchild and hits him in the back of the head with a number of short punches to the back of the head. Johnny reaches underneath Wildchild's arms and locks on a full nelson. As the fans gasp in anticipation, Johnny cinches up his hold and pulls upwards so that both Wildchild and Dangerous are standing on the top rope. Finally secure in his grip, Johnny takes Wildchild backwards with a top turnbuckle dragon suplex! Both men’s heads hit the mat as Wildchild’s body goes falling over his shoulders. Dangerous and Wildchild lay on the canvas momentarily stunned to the brink of unconsciousness. Slowly, painfully, Johnny gets up to his feet… only to get taken down from behind with a screaming elbow! Fasaki, who has since recovered from the tornado DDT, has been stalking Johnny ever since he started to pull himself up after taking that terrifying top rope suplex. Trying to capitalize and end the match, Ejiro slides on top and starts to lock on the dreaded Cobra Crossface! “This could be it King! Johnny is nowhere near the ropes and Wildchild is nearly unconscious!” “The question is, can Johnny last long enough to allow Wildchild to recover from the beating that Johnny actually gave him? Oh sweet irony!” Ejiro Fasaki wrenches back as tightly as he can as Eddy Long looks in on Johnny, who can do nothing but grit his teeth and hold on for dear life. Fasaki continues to pull and tear at Dangerous’ upper body, but Johnny holds on tight to consciousness and the thought of not giving in to his opponent. Fasaki begins a slight rocking motion back and forth, trying to speed up the process of making Johnny submit. But the spy refuses to give up his secrets and submit, and continues to hold on with every fiber of his being until Wildchild can recover and make the save for the both of them. And recovering is what Wildchild has been up to this whole time. Finally, on the other side of the ring from the crossface, Wildchild has begun to pull himself off the canvas in order to hopefully get himself back into the match. Looking over and seeing the situation for the first time, Wildchild quickly dives at Ejiro and hits him in the face with a forearm. “That’s always going to be Ejiro’s problems in these kinds of matches since he’s a submission specialist. He can’t tie up one guy and not get smashed by the second,” recounts Axis. "I guess that explains why I have all this stuff on my shirt." "What stuff is that, King?" "Spots." Finally freed, Johnny curls up near the ropes to protect himself as Wildchild and Ejiro battle it out with a little bit of brawling action. Ejiro quickly takes command with a knee to the chest and sends Wildchild into the ropes but Wildchild rebounds quickly with a flying forearm to the forehead that sends Ejiro crashing to the mat. Waiting on Ejiro to get to his feet, Wildchild quickly follows up with a leaping leg lariat to the face that sends a wave of "Ooo!" through the fans. Trying to keep up the pace, Wildchild sends Ejiro into the ropes and takes him down to the canvas with a leaping rolling elbow. Regaining his feet, Wildchild claws the air with his hands in anticipation. Waiting on Ejiro to get back to his feet, Wildchild rushes forward to take down Fasaki with a clothesline, but Fasaki counters by ducking underneath Wildchild's outreached arm and putting his arm across Wildchild's chest. Placing his leg behind Wildchild's, Ejiro surges forward and sends the man from the Bahamas down with the STO legsweep. Running the ropes, Ejiro comes flying backwards with a lionsault and hooks the legs for a … ONE! TWO! THR…NO! Wildchild muscles out from the pin fall with some effort as Ejiro looks at Referee Eddy Long with a bit of exasperation. But with Wildchild momentarily stunned, Ejiro turns his attention to the rising Johnny Dangerous, who has been desperately trying to shake loose the cobwebs after being caught in the Cobra Crossface for such a long period of time. Fasaki charges forward with an elbow strike, but the intelligent Dangerous smartly ducks his shoulder and sends Ejiro flying over the top rope to the floor. Landing on the floor back first, Fasaki screams out in pain although he almost immediately begins to crawl back up to his feet. Meanwhile, waiting for Fasaki to pull himself up, Johnny hits the ropes on the opposite and goes flying to the outside with a leaping body press over the top to the floor. Squashing Ejiro against the floor, Johnny climbs to his feet in triumph and gets a round of applause from the New York crowd. But you always have to keep your eyes on the man from the Bahamas, and he comes flying off the top with a corkscrew body attack onto the unsuspecting Dangerous. Smashing into Johnny with his back, Wildchild quickly rolls up to his feet and surveys the situation. Making the decision that Fasaki is the weaker of his two opponents; Wildchild tosses Ejiro back into the ring and quickly follows. “This is Wildchild’s chance to put this one away. He’s isolated one man and has a distinct advantage.” “I’ll say this, Axis, if Wildchild wants to pull out one of his high risk moves now, it would be a good time to do it. Fasaki has been knocked loopy.” Grabbing Fasaki around the waist, Wildchild places him on the top rope and starts to climb up after. Hooking Fasaki in a double arm, Wildchild looks to wrap things up with the Bahama bomb, a devastating tornado powerbomb! But Ejiro won’t let things go down that way, and frees his arms violently and throws a few short right hands into Wildchild's midsection. Pushing Wildchild backwards and off the top rope, Ejiro causes Wildchild to land on the back of head and almost roll to his feet. Launching himself into the air, Fasaki catches Wildchild around the head with his legs and swings his body to one side. Quickly snapping himself backwards, Ejiro drives Wildchild into the mat with a flying frankensteiner! Reaching back and hooking the legs, Fasaki holds on tightly as Eddy Long counts… ONE! TWO! Johnny Dangerous slides into the ring and makes a beeline towards Ejiro and Wildchild as Long’s hand sweeps towards the mat for the final time! THREE! Jumping on the pile a moment too late, Dangerous pushes Ejiro forward and off the struggling Wildchild. As all the wrestlers collapses to the mat, Funyon calls from ringside, “The winner of this triple threat match is EEEEEJIROOOO FASAKIIIIII!” “What a move! And it happened too quickly for Johnny to recover from Wildchild’s attack on the outside to break up the count.” All three men climb to their feet and stare into each other’s eyes for a moment. Tensing up for what might be another flurry of offensive ability, the wrestlers look as though they might go at it once again. Finally, Johnny Dangerous makes the first move … and puts his hand out to Fasaki in a display of sportsmanship. Ejiro looks at the hand for a moment before reaching out and returning the show of respect. Encouraged by the show of solidarity, Wildchild also comes forth and shakes the hands of both of his fellow competitors. Finally, Fasaki takes the hands of both his opponents and raises them to the crowd as the fans respond with a cheer of respect to the men that worked so hard to entertain them. “Oh man. Not another one of these, ‘Let’s all be friends’ moments. Excuse me while I go puke,” complains King. “Well King, some people actually can put a match behind them and continue on as friends. You wouldn’t know anything about that since you have no friends. So why don’t you go be alone while we take a short break? Fans, we’ll be right back with another Triple Threat, this one for the European Title, in just a few minutes! Don’t touch that dial. Or touch it and then turn it back, we’re easy to please.” Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest HollywoodSpikeJenkins Report post Posted October 15, 2002 WOW, 7000 words for nothing. Really thought I had the title with this match. Oh well... ------------------------------------- The camera cuts across the SCREAMING! New York crowd at the World's Greatest Arena, EVER, Madison Square Garden. The camera cuts across some fans "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins' signs, Why? Because Spike Jenkins rules. Oh yeah, and he is from New York. But the first reason was probably the better one. The camera pans down to Axis and The King of All Kingly Things, Suicide King. Axis: Welcome back to SJL Wrath! We have had an amazing show for you with quite a few surprises, and the SJL's top talent putting on their best performances. Suicide King: Come on Axis. It wasn't THAT great. Axis: It sure was. Suicide King: Axis, you need a girlfriend. Axis: Well, I, uhh . . . ANYWAY! Our next match will surely live up to the hype surrounding it! For the SJL World Championship, the Champion, Judge Mental, defends his covenant title in his FIRST title defense, against the, well, kinda, hometown boy, "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins! Suicide King: Why is his nickname "Hollywood,” if his hometown is in New York? Axis: Because he is from New York. Suicide King: But Hollywood is in California. Axis: Well, he lives in California now. King: What about Hollywood, Florida? Is Spike Jenkins from Hollywood, Florida also? Axis: I don't think so . . . King: Half the time, I don't even think Spike knows where he is from. Axis: Well, anyway. Last week on Crimson, after the main event, the newly crowned SJL World Champion came out to talk about winning the title, and whom he would defend the title against in his first defense, and name the stipulation for the match. Let's get to the footage. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- !~Smark-Tron~! *Last Week* appears on the screen . . . *cut to Crimson* . . . *Judge Mental stands in the ring with the World title. * “No respect for the World Champion? Figures…. I didn’t think a beer guzzling moron could understand what a fine wrestler I am.” More boos ring out from the crowd as Mental continues on. “Well, with the lack of talent that this whole League, it has taken me a great while to make my decision, but I finally cho-” *The screen turns to grey as "Slit Wrist Theory" by 36 Crazyfists plays, and "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins walks out onto the entrance ramp* "Hey Gramps! Keeping that belt warm for me? I figured that I’d just announce our match personally, since I’m the one you were gonna choice, right? Exactly what I thought. I just need to know the stip and I’ll be on my way, ‘kay?" *Judge is standing in the ring . . . * “Just leave, damnit. The only place that you are a good wrestler is in your own deluded mind.” *Back to Spike . . . * “Screw you, pops. I ain’t leaving til I get my shot.” *Back to Judge . . . * "Well, it’s time to take you out of that dream world of yours. You think you are real man? Then I’ll give you a match that’s only for REAL men. A best 3/5 falls on Wrath. We’ll see if you can go the distance with me…” *Close up to the SJL World Title before we fade back to Suicide King and Axis* ------------------------------------------------------------------ Axis: Fans, we are just moments away from Judge Mental defending the SJL World Title for the very first time. And unlucky for him, he will be defending the title, against none other then "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins. King: I am a big fan of both Judge Mental and "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins, but I don't know who to cheer on in this match. Axis: Why not just cheer on a good wrestling match? King: Why would I do that? Axis: I really don't know . . . As the crowd anticipates the next match, the lights in the arena begin to flicker on and off, members of the audience start jumping up and down screaming. King: When the crowd acts like this, it makes me feel, a little more . . . Axis: Good? King: Sick, inside. Axis: You’re a real grouch. The beginning of "Slit Wrist Theory" by 36 Crazyfist's slowly begins to start up. From out of nowhere, gold sparks start flying out from under the stage, completely covering the entrance ramp. After a few seconds, "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins walks out from behind the entrance curtain, and steps up onto the ramp, in the middle of the sparks. Spike stands in the middle of the sparks for another several seconds, before inhaling some of them in, and breathing back out through his nose, causing smoke to fill up over his face. Spike whips his wet hair back, and steps out in front of the sparks, as they slowly die out behind him. Spike looks out to his sides, staring out into the crowd, as they all wave their "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins signs. Spike waves out the crowd to get to their feet, and they just start to cheer louder. Funyon: This match will be a Three out of Five Falls Match, to determine The SJL World Champion!!!! First, coming to the ring, weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty Pounds, from Hollywood, California!!!! "HOLLYWOOD" SPIKE JENKINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Spike Jenkins walks down the rest of the ramp, and walks around the ring. Spike leaps up onto the ring apron, and walks to the center of the apron. Spike turns toward the audience, and places both his arms behind the top rope, and pulls back, stretching a bit. Spike looks around the audience once more, before stepping through the middle rope into the ring. Once in the ring, Spike throws his arms up, walking around in a circle, while a spotlight shines on him. The camera catches’ Spike repeats "I Am the King" over and over again. The lights come back to a full, and Spike looks back out into the audience, before he runs up to the corner, jumping up to the middle rope, and holding his arms in the air, as camera's in the audience flash over and over again. Spike leaps off the turnbuckle, and the lights start to dim. Axis: Spike Jenkins looks more then ready for this match. King: Maybe he won't blow this match like all his other title matches. Axis: Granted, he has lost several shots at the SJL European and the now defunct SJL Television title, but he has only had one shot at the biggest prize in the SJL, the World Title. King: And what happened in that match? Axis: He had a four star match with Mak Francis . . . King: And . . . ? Axis: Joined the sWo. King: Now I remember why I liked Spike. Axis: You’re so predictable. King: What is that supposed to mean? Axis: Oh, nothing. "NOW TESTIFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Just then, flame's shoot out from under the stage, as the crowd begins to boo. "Testify" by Rage Against the Machine play's over the loudspeaker, as Judge Mental walks out onto the entrance stage, with his with his black, judicial robe on. Judge Mental walks down the ramp slowly, holding the strap of the SJL World Title in his hands. Funyon: AND HIS OPPONENT! Weighing in at Two Hundred and sixty-six pounds, from Royal Oak, Michigan. He is the SJL World Heavyweight Champion!!!!!!!!!!! JUDGE MENTAL!!!!!!!!!!!! Funyon quickly exits the ring, as Judge Mental walks up to the ring steps, slowly gliding up to the ring apron, and steps through the middle and top rope, never taking his eyes off of "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins. Axis: Fans’, you can feel the tension between these two. Judge Mental, a seasoned veteran in sport's entertainment, while "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins', is still considered to be a rookie. King: Well, you got the smart veteran, and then you got the energetic rookie. I can’t decide on the two, so they can both kill each other for my entertainment. Axis: That's nice to know . . . Referee Sexton Hardcastle walks up to Judge Mental, as The Judge hands him the SJL World Title, while taking off his robe. Sexton walks over to Spike Jenkins in the other corner, as Spike looks down at the world title. Spike grabs the world title from Sexton's hand's and walks into the center of the ring with it, as Judge Mental just looks at him. Spike begins to wrap the World title around his waist, causing The Judge to walk up to him, so they are face to face. Axis: Spike Jenkins playing mind games with Judge Mental. But is he playing mind games with the wrong man? King: That's Spike for you. Always playing games. Axis: Ummm, yeah . . . Judge Mental reaches for the title, attempting to pull it away, but Spike holds onto it himself, and they end up playing a little game of Tug-O-War with the world title. Axis: Look at them. They are acting like children. Referee Sexton Hardcastle finally tries to restore order, and gets in the middle of the both of them, pulling on the title himself! King: Great. Now there are three of them pulling on it. That will solve EVERYTHING! After several seconds of arguing, Spike Jenkins finally releases the title, and Sexton Hardcastle pulls the title away from Judge Mental, but falls back, and lands on the mat back first. Sexton Hardcastle slowly rolls around onto his stomach, and begins to rise to his feet. Spike Jenkins takes the opportunity, to, of course, cheat, and kicks Judge Mental square in the groin, knocking all the air out of Judge, and knocking Judge to his knee's. Axis: What a cheap shot by Spike Jenkins! King: It is smart though. He just hit Judge Mental with a quick knock out shot, early in the match. Axis: But that was cheap! King: So are a lot of things. Like Leon Sharpe's T-shirts! Really people. Please buy one. He needs the money. Axis: I rather wear my Spike Jenkins, "King of the World" T-shirt. On sell now at SWFShopzone.com! King: There is no such thing as SWFShopzone.com . . . Axis: Yeah, well, I, uhh, hey look, the bell just rang! * DING DING DING * Spike waists no time, and gives Judge Mental quick left punches to the forehead. Spike grabs Judge Mental's hair and pulls him up to his feet, pushing him back into the ropes. Spike grabs Judge's wrist, and whips him across the ropes, but Judge reverses it, and Irish whips Spike across the ring. Spike bounces into the ropes, and comes charging back at Judge, as Judge puts his head down for a back body drop. Spike sees it coming, and does a quick spin, and springboarding off Judge's back, doing a back flip, landing on his feet behind Judge. Judge stands up and quickly turns to Spike, but Spike leaps into the air, kicking Judge in the back of the head with a Standing Enzuguri, knocking Judge to the mat. Axis: Spike is using that speed of his to mess around with the SJL World Champion. King: Will Spike Jenkins' Speed overcome the champion's knowledge? Axis: It is possible. Judge Mental rolls around a bit, trying to catch his breath, holding his head in pain. Judge crawls over to the ropes, and pulls himself up to his feet. Judge turns around, and is met with a big clothesline by Spike Jenkins that sends him over the top rope to the floor. After a few seconds, Sexton begins his count. One . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . Three . . . . Judge Mental begins to move around on the outside. Spike Jenkins walks over to a corner, and steps through the ropes onto the apron, and begins to climb to the top rope. . . . . . Four . . . . . . Five . . . . . . Six . . . . . . Judge Mental gets to his feet as Spike Jenkins stands on the top rope. Judge turns in the direction Spike is in, as Spike leaps off the top rope, and comes flying down, crashing into Judge Mental! Axis: Spike Jenkins with a Top Rope Crossbody from the top rope to the floor down onto Judge Mental! King: What a move by the high-flying Spike Jenkins. Axis: His flying isn't the only thing that is high. If you know what I mean. King: WOW, that was lame. Axis: I found it quite amusing. King: You know what? That joke wasn't lame. Axis: Thank you. King: You are. Axis: ...... The referee starts his count again. One . . . . . . Two . . . . . Three . . . . . Spike Jenkins pulls himself up to his feet, as Judge Mental gets on his knees and crawls toward the ring post. . . . . . . Four . . . . . . Five . . . . . . Judge pulls himself up, leaning up against the ring post for leverage. Spike looks over at Judge, and runs over to him. Spike dives towards the ground, doing a cartwheel, leaping out of it into the air, and goes to kick Judge in the face, but Judge moves, and Spike's knee cracks into the ring post. Axis: Oh man. That did not look good. King: Spike may be injured after that. Sexton Hardcastle jumps out of the ring, and kneels down next to Hollywood, checking on him, while Spike just holds his knee in pain. Sexton makes an "X" symbol with his arms, and soon afterwards, EMT's start to come out. Axis: This is a real shame to see. A young up and comer getting taking out of a big match due to an injury. EMT's run up to Spike, and gets ready to put him on the stretcher, when Judge Mental comes up from behind them, and pushes the EMT's out of the way. Judge grabs Spike by the hair, pulling up to his feet, and rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope, while Spike still holds onto his knee. Axis: What the hell is going on? King: Judge Mental wants to teach Spike some respect. And when's a better time to teach someone some respect then when they are injured and can't fight back? Axis: That is sick. Judge Mental quickly slides in the ring, as Spike Jenkins gets to his feet, trying to tell Judge to back off. Judge charges at Spike, and pulls Spike's bad leg out from under him. Judge hooks his arm over the top of Spike's knee, and turn’s Spike over onto his stomach. Judge pulls back on Spike's leg in a half boston crab, but places his own knee down onto the back of Spike's head. Axis: He is going after that injured leg of Spike Jenkins. King: This is smart on so many levels. Axis: Don't you mean sick? King: No, smart. This is why Judge Mental is the SJL World Champion, and you aren't. Sexton Hardcastle gets in the ring, and walks over to the Judge, trying to tell him to let go, while Judge just yells for him to see if Spike taps out. Sexton, unwillingly, walks around to Spike, and kneels down next to him, and it is true, Spike Jenkins taps out to the inverted Half Boston Crab! * DING DING DING * Funyon: Here is your winner of the First Fall, Judge Mental!!!! Axis: Judge Mental, has just won the first fall of this three out of five falls match. Judge needs to win two more falls, so he can go home with the World title. The Crowd boos Judge as he lets go of Spike, and walks around a bit. Sexton Hardcastle tries to talk to Spike, but Spike can only hold his knee in pain. Judge walks back over to Spike, lifting up by his hair, and dragging him over to the ropes. Judge takes Spike, and tosses him through the middle and top rope to the outside of the ring. Axis: Judge Mental has no compassion. Spike Jenkins is injured, so he is tossing him around like a rag doll. King: Judge Mental just wants to keep his title, and show the whole locker room, that he means business. I have a new respect for the guy. Sexton Hardcastle yells at Judge some more, but Judge just ignores it, climbs through the ropes, and steps down to the floor. Spike grabs the ring apron, and begins to pull himself up, as Judge goes under the ring, and pulls out a steel chair! Axis: Now what is he going to do? King: Beat Spike to death? Judge Mental walks around the side of the ring, over to where Spike is now standing. Judge walks up to Spike, lifting the chair back . . . ... ... ... ... When Sexton Hardcastle grabs the chair from behind him and pulls it back. Judge holds onto the chair, and turns toward Sexton, who is still pulling on the chair. Judge pushes the chair back, causing Sexton to fall back, and land on the floor. Judge turns around to Spike, but is met with a huge spin kick, kicking the chair back into Judge's face! Axis: Spike just hit the I Just Broke Your Nose to Judge Mental! The chair ricocheted off of Judge's head and now Judge may be totally out of it. King: The I Just Broke Your Nose? There is blood pouring out of Judge's nose! Axis: Master of the obvious. Sexton Hardcastle gets back up to his feet, only to see that both Spike Jenkins is down, and Judge Mental is down and bloodied up. Sexton shakes his head a little and walks back around the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, and beginning his count out. One . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . Three . . . . . . . Four . . . . . . . . Five . . . . . . . Six . . . . . . . . Seven . . . . . . Spike Jenkins grabs the ring apron, and begins to slowly pull himself up. . . . . . . Eight . . . . . . . . Nine . . . . . . . . Spike Jenkins slides in the ring, as Judge Mental slowly starts to move . . . . . . . . . . Ten!!!! * DING DING DING * Funyon: Here is your winner, of the Second Fall, "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins!!!!!!! Axis: It is now tied with one fall each. We are heading into the third fall, right now. Spike rises to his feet, and stumbles around a bit, as Judge Mental rolls onto his stomach. Sexton Hardcastle looks around at both men, and then begins his count out again. One . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . Three . . . . . . . Four . . . . . . . . Five . . . . . . . Judge Mental stands on his knees, leaning against the apron. . . . . Six . . . . . . Spike Jenkins steps through the ropes, and begins to climb to the top rope . . . . . . . . Seven . . . . . . . Eight . . . . . . Judge Mental gets to his feet . . . . . . . . . Nine . . . . . . . . . Judge Mental slides into the ring under the bottom rope. On the other side of the ring, Spike slowly climbs up to the second rope, as Judge Mental pulls himself up to his feet. Spike stands on the top rope, trying to gain his balance, when Judge Mental charges over at him, and slams into the ropes near Spike, causing Spike to lose his balance and drop down onto the top turnbuckle. King: Well done. Axis: That is defiantly going to hurt tomorrow. King: How would you know? Axis: That was a cheap shot. King: It was, wasn't it? Judge Mental walks over to the corner Spike is in, and gives him a quick right hand to the jaw. Judge gives him another quick right hand to the jaw, and grabs the top rope, and pulls himself up to the middle rope. Judge pulls himself up to the top rope, holding Spike by the hair, and gives him a few quick punches to the forehead. Sexton Hardcastle steps through the ropes, onto the apron, and walks over to them, yelling at Judge to not use a closed fist. Judge just yells at him to go away, but while Judge is distracted, Spike hits Judge with a low blow uppercut, nearly knocking Judge off the top rope. Axis: Another low blow by Spike Jenkins. King: I can't decide whom I want too win. Either the smart, world champion, or the cheating challenger. Axis: How about you just don't cheer on either? King: What kind of announcer would I be then? Spike slides off the top rope under Judge, and turns back to Judge, giving him a quick elbow to the back. Spike steps through the ropes, out onto the apron, and begins to climb up to the middle rope. Spike holds Judge on the top rope, while he steps up to the top rope. Spike grabs Judge around the waist, leap frogging over him, landing on his feet on the mat. Spike holds onto Judge, and pulls him off the top rope, and drops him down, driving him down onto the back of his neck!! Axis: A TOP ROPE POWERBOMB! King: Ouch. Axis: Spike may win this fall if he could pin him right now. Spike holds the legs of Judge Mental down, and keeps him rolled up for the pin. One . . . . . . Spike puts his feet on the ropes! . . . . Two . . . . . . . . Judge rolls out of the pin! King: Spike had his foot on the ropes. But still couldn't get the pin. Axis: We should be asking, How did Judge kick out of that powerbomb? Spike gets to his feet, and stumbles across the ring, before collapsing to his knees, then falling to his face. Axis: Spike Jenkins wore himself out with that powerbomb. King: Judge Mental just took him to his limit, and now he needs a breather. Axis: Well anyway, fans, after that gruesome top rope powerbomb, you can see that the World Champion, Judge Mental, is really feeling the effects from the I Just Broke Your Nose on the outside, that caused him that count out loss. I would think that he has a serious concussion. King: WOW! After getting kicked in the face with a chair, you would THINK that he has a serious concussion? Axis: All right. He DOES have a serious concussion. King: And what about his broken nose? Spike didn't just name the I Just Broke Your Nose for fun, now did he? Axis: Yeah, Judge Mental did have a lot of blood pouring out of his nose. King: And what about Spike's knee? He injured it way early in the match, and Judge has been able to get a submission victory from it. Axis: Well Judge Mental, the veteran in the sport, knows that to stop Spike, and his high risk maneuvers, you have to take him down by the legs. King: With Judge Mental's concussion, and Spike Jenkins' leg injury, and both of them tied at one fall each, this match is going to come down to the wire. After resting for several seconds, both men finally catch their breath, and begin to rise up to their feet. Spike grabs onto the middle rope, and begins to pull himself up onto one knee, while Judge Mental is on his hands and knees. Spike is the first one up to his feet, turning toward Judge Mental, as Judge finally gets to his feet. Judge stumbles back a bit, but turns toward Spike, and is met with a stiff chop across the chest, getting a "WHOOO" out of the crowd. Judge returns to favor to Spike, and slaps Spike across the chest with his own chop, again, getting a "WHOOO" out of the crowd. Spike chops Judge across the chest, and Judge does the same. Spike hits another chop across Judge's chest, but instead of giving Judge some time to hit his own chop, Spike unleashes another chop, and another, and another chop. Spike gives Judge a little push back into the ropes, before grabbing his wrist, and whipping him across the ropes, but Judge reverses it, Irish whipping Spike across the ring. Spike bounces into the ropes, and comes charging back at Judge. Judge Mental puts his head down, attempting a back body drop, but Spike sees it coming, and stops short in front of Judge, and gives him a quick kick to the forehead, knocking Judge straight up. Spike does a spin, throwing his leg up, attempting a Spinning Heel kick, but Judge ducks it. Spike spins around, stopping short so he faces Judge, and goes for another kick, this time, throwing his leg out for a quick kick to the ribs, but Judge sees it coming, and grabs Spike's leg before Spike can make contact. Judge dives to the ground, while holding onto Spike's leg, causing Spike to spin over Judge, and hitting the mat hard. Spike grabs his knee, and rolls around the ring in pain. Axis: A dragon screw leg whip by Judge Mental to Spike Jenkins' bad leg. King: Really smart move by Judge Mental. Judge Mental gets to his feet quickly, and jumps over to Spike. Judge lifts Spike's bad leg up into the air, and spins around it, wrapping himself around it. Judge lift's Spike's other leg up, and bends the bad leg over the knee of the good leg. Judge holds the leg in place, and falls back onto the mat, then placing his free leg over the ankle of Spike Jenkins' bad leg, putting pressure on the bad leg's knee. Axis: Judge Mental locking in a Figure Four Leg Lock! King: With Spike's bad leg, he should tap out now, instead of taking any more damage to it. Axis: Maybe Spike can fight out of it. King: Trust me. Spike isn't going anywhere. Back in the ring, Referee Sexton Hardcastle dives to the mat, checking to see if "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins' taps out to the pain from the Figure Four Leg Lock. Spike holds on as long as he can, reaching for the ropes. Spike starts pulling himself and Judge Mental toward the ropes. Spike reaches for the ropes . . . ...... ...... ...... ...... Almost there . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... Almost . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... Spike can't take the pain anymore, and tap's out. * DING DING DING * Judge Mental releases Spike Jenkins' from the Figure Four, and rises to his feet, with his arms in the air. Funyon: Here is your winner, of the Third Fall!!!! Judge Mental!!!!!! Axis: Judge Mental up Two Falls to One! King: Judge Mental is one fall away from retaining the SJL World Title against "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins. Axis: Two falls from submission moves against Spike's leg. King: If Judge Mental was smart, he would go right back to the figure four, and win this match. Just as King says that, Judge Mental goes back to Spike, who is still lying on the mat while holding his knee in pain, and grabs the bad leg once again. Judge spins around the leg, once again, wrapping his own legs around it. Judge lift's up Spike's good leg, and bend's the bad one above the good leg's knees. Judge hold's the bad leg there, and falls back onto his back. Judge puts his free leg over the ankle of Spike's bad leg, and pulls down on it, putting pressure on Spike's bad leg. King: See. Judge Mental IS smart. Spike is going to tap out for the third time this match, and Judge is going to go home with the SJL World Title. Axis: And a concussion. King: Yeah, that too. Axis: And a broken nose. King: Yeah, we get the point. Spike starts screaming in pain, while sitting up, as Referee Sexton Hardcastle asks him if he submits. Spike starts shaking his head "No" as the crowd starts a "Spike . . . Spike . . . Spike" chant. Judge Mental looks around the crowd, as if a little annoyed, and starts lifting his legs up and down, putting more pressure on the legs. King: Don't listen to them Judge. They don’t know what they are doing. Last week, they were booing Spike! Axis: Well, we ARE in New York. King: Yeah, but . . . SHUT UP! The pain gets to Spike, and he falls onto his back. Sexton Hardcastle dives to the ground. One . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . Spike sits up. Axis: Spike almost got pinned right there. Spike needs to be more careful. King: Spike needs to give up, and face it. He is not going too win the World title tonight. Axis: Spike has his family behind him here in the arena. All his fans, everyone is here to watch Spike win. I don't think Spike is going to give up that easily! The crowd starts to chant "Spike . . . Spike . . . Spike" louder, and louder. Spike finally pulls out the strength to start to crawl to the ropes. Axis: Can Spike make the ropes? King: He couldn't when he tapped out to the Figure Four before. Spike begins to pull himself and Judge Mental over to the ropes once more, but Judge Mental keeps trying to pull himself back. Spike finally reaches to the ropes, but is too far to grab the bottom rope. Spike reaches . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... And reaches . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... And reaches . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... But can only get his hand under the bottom rope onto the apron . . . ..... ..... ..... ..... And Spike taps out to the Figure Four ONCE AGAIN!!!!!! King: Judge Mental retains the World Title!! Axis: No! Spikes’ hand was under the bottom rope. King: That was AFTER he tapped out. Axis: No, it was BEFORE! King: Liar! Judge Mental lets go of Spike and gets to his feet, holding his arms in the air in victory. The referee goes over to Judge Mental and pushes his arm down, and tries to explain to The Judge, that he did not win and that Spike's arm was under the bottom rope. Spike uses the ropes and pulls himself up to his feet. Judge Mental yells at the referee that he won, but the Sexton Hardcastle still yells "No." Judge Mental just shouts at the referee some more, before walking over to Spike. Before Spike can do anything, Judge pulls Spike to the mat by his legs, and quickly wraps around Spike's bad leg, going for the Figure Four once again! King: Judge is going for the Figure Four, and He WILL get the tap out this time. Judge lift's Spike's good leg up, and bends’ Spike's bad leg over the top of the knee of the good leg. But before he can go down, Spike grabs him around the neck, and pulls him over into a small package!!! One . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . THREE!!!!! * DING DING DING * King: NOOOOOOOO. The crowd starts cheering, as Spike rolls off of Judge Mental, and rolls to the opposite side of the ring. Judge Mental sits up, looking around in shock. Funyon: Your winner of the Fourth Fall!!!! "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The winner of the next fall, will be declared the SJL World Champion!!!!!!!! Judge Mental gets up to his feet, and charges over at referee Sexton Hardcastle, and starts screaming at him that it was unfair. Spike crawls up to his feet, leaning on the ropes for leverage. Judge Mental pushes back Sexton Hardcastle and runs up to Spike, giving him an elbow to the back of the head. Judge Mental gives Spike another quick elbow to the back of the head, and pushes him back into the ropes. Judge Mental grabs Spike by the wrist and whips him across the ropes, but Spike reverses it, and sends The Judge across the ring, but Judge stops short and hold's onto Spike's arm. Judge pulls Spike toward him, lifting Spike upside down by the waist, and hold's Spike in a tombstone piledriver position. Judge walks around the ring, holding Spike upside down, taunting the crowd a bit. Judge continues walking around the ring, when Spike pulls all his weight down, and falls back, with Spike landing on his feet. Spike pull's Judge up, and holds him in a tombstone piledriver position. Spike jumps into the air, doing a spin, and dropping down, driving Judge's head into the mat! Axis: Spike Jenkins reversed The Verdict into his own version of The Verdict! King: This isn't good for Judge Mental! Axis: Spike just drove Judge Mental onto the top of his head, and Judge has that concussion! King: That make's things even worse. Spike rolls on top of Judge and weakly pulls Judge's leg up. One . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . . . Judge kicks out, causing the crowd to go "OHHHHHHHH!" Axis: Spike Jenkins almost became the SJL World Champion right there. King: ALMOST became the SJL World Champion. Axis: He almost won the title with Judge Mental's own finisher. King: Once again, ALMOST won the title with Judge Mental's own finisher. He didn't, so no need to worry. Spike rolls off of Judge, onto his hands and knees. Spike slowly rises to his feet, as Judge Mental rolls around. Spike walks behind Judge, and leans down, waiting for Judge to turn around. Judge Mental gets to his feet, stumbling around a bit, before turning to Spike. Spike lift's Judge's arm into the air, and gets under it, putting his other arm over Judge's chest onto his shoulder. Spike goes to lift Judge up, but Judge back elbows’ Spike in the head. Judge doesn't break free, and give's Spike another elbow to the back of the head. And another elbow, and another elbow, until Spike finally lets go, stumbling away. Spike holds his head in pain, but turns back to Judge, as Judge gets under Spike's arm quickly, placing his free arm across Spike's chest onto his shoulder, lifting Spike up into the air, and driving him down into the mat! Axis: Judge Mental just hit Spike with the Highlighter!!!! King: Judge Mental is about to beat Spike with his own finisher! Judge Mental lies on top of Spike, lifting his bad leg up. One . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . Spike gets a shoulder up, and you can hear the crowd let all their breath out!!!! King: Judge Mental almost retained the SJL World Title right there! Axis: Almost retained the SJL World Title. King: He almost retained the title by beating Spike with his own finisher. Axis: Almost retained the title by beating Spike with his own finisher. King: You know. You are very annoying. Axis: Now you know how I feel! King: Please. I am a great commentator, and you should be honored to be working with me. Axis: Blah. Judge Mental rolls onto his knees, and yells at referee Sexton Hardcastle, that was a three count, and slapping his hands three times, but Sexton still says a two count. Judge gets up to his feet, with a mix of a tired and angry look on his face. Judge looks around the booing audience and then down at Spike Jenkins, who is trying to crawl away. Judge looks back into the crowd, and with his thumb, makes a "Throat Slitting" taunt toward the crowd, as if saying that Spike Jenkins is done, causing the crowd to boo some more. Judge Mental grabs Spike by the hair, and pulls Spike up to his feet. Judge stands in front of Spike, and wraps his arms around Spike's neck, in a 3/4th face lock. Judge runs toward the corner, still holding onto Spike, and steps onto the second rope, leaping up onto the top rope, and springboarding back, turning Spike in a 90-* direction, but before he can slam down into the mat, Spike takes his free arm, and puts it around Judge Metal's face, and while Judge is still in midair, does a 90-* spin of his own, twisting the neck of Judge and driving him face first into the mat!!!!!!! The crowd starts up a "Holy Shit" chant! Axis: OH MY GOD! King: What a reversal! Axis: Spike Jenkins reversed The Surprise Witness into a Roll the Joint! Judge Mental may be dead! King: Spike Jenkins may have just broke Judge Mental's neck. Spike lays face down on the mat for a few seconds, trying to catch his breath, before he crawls over to the near dead body of Judge Mental. Spike climbs on top of Judge, and grabs’ both of his legs, and pulls them back, so Judge's knee is basically on his face. One . . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . . . . Thr . . . NO! Spike Jenkins rolled Judge Mental over too far, and the Judge got his foot on the bottom rope. Axis: A mistake by Spike Jenkins. He pinned Judge Mental too, close to the ropes, and Judge was lucky enough Spike rolled him over all the way like that. King: A Rookies mistake by Spike Jenkins. But a veteran move by Judge Mental. Spike slowly pulls himself up to his feet, and looks at Sexton Hardcastle with a tired look on his face. Spike turns back to Judge, who is still just about out cold, grabbing him by the wrist, and pulls Judge into the middle of the ring. Spike drops back down to the mat, and lies on top of Judge, hooking the leg again. One . . . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . . Thre . . . NO! Judge Mental some how gets a shoulder up. Spike gets quickly gets to his knees and slams his fist against the mat in agony. Spike rises to his feet and looks down at Judge Mental, who even though he kicked out, is still lying there not moving. Spike limps over to the corner, and slowly steps through the ropes out onto the apron. The fans realize what he is about to do and start cheering louder. Axis: Spike Jenkins going to the top rope! King: This may not be the smarted thing in the world to do right now for Spike. Axis: Or it could be the smartest thing for him to do, and he could end up with the world title after this. Spike climbs up to the bottom rope, holding his leg in pain, as he slowly climbs to the top rope. Spike pulls himself up to the second rope, as Judge Mental pulls himself up to his knees, holding his head in pain. Spike throws his good leg over the top turnbuckle, so Spike is standing on both of the middle ropes. Judge looks across the ring at Spike Jenkins standing on the ropes, and pulls everything he has together, and gets to his feet, and stumbles over to the corner. Judge stumbles into the turnbuckles, but is able to throw a right hand up, and catches Spike beneath the jaw. Spike falls back, but his legs are wrapped in the ropes, so he just lies back on top of the ring post. Judge Mental grabs the top rope, and pulls himself up to the middle rope. Judge Mental grabs Spike by the hair and pulls him up, so Spike is sitting on the top rope, and gives him a few right hands to the forehead, weakening him down. Judge holds onto Spike's hair, and looks out into the crowd. Judge pulls Spike up to a standing position, and lift’s Spike's arm over his head, and puts his own arm over Spike's head. Axis: Judge Mental going for a top rope superplex here. King: Judge is going to end the match right now. Axis: Well, if he hits this, then he will walk out of here the champion. Judge attempts to lift Spike up, but Spike gives Judge a quick punch to the ribs. Judge stands there stunned, as Spike gives him another quick punch to the ribs. Judge finally releases Spike, and Spike gives him another quick punch to the ribs. Spike pulls his leg off the middle rope, and steps up on the chain link that hooks the turnbuckle to the pole. Spike lifts up his other leg onto the top rope, holding onto Judge for balance. Spike lifts Judge's arm up over his head, and puts his own arm over Judge's head. Axis: What is Spike Jenkins going to do? King: I don't know . . . Spike grabs Judge by the tights, and pulls him up to the top rope, so both Judge Mental and Spike Jenkins is standing on the top rope! The fans rise from their seats and look on in utter excitement. Axis: There is no way this could be any good. King: But it will be entertaining! Spike grabs one of Judge's legs, and pulls it up, so Judge is standing on one leg. Spike then pulls out all the strength he has left in him, and lift's Judge straight up into the air, while still holding his leg in a fisherman suplex position. Axis: NO WAY! King: Is he going to do what I think he is going to do? And yes, King thought right, because he is SUPER SMART~!, As Spike leaps off the top rope, still holding onto Judge, and they both come crashing down to the mat with a huge THUD sound, as Spike drives Judge's head into the mat. The fans in the crowd rise to their feet, and start another "Holy Shit" chant! Axis: TOP ROPE SUPER FISHERMAN BUSTER~! Suicide King: Well, if Judge Mental hasn't suffered a concussion already, which he has, he has one now! Axis: "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins with the top rope Super Fisherman Buster. Shade's of his former sWo stablemate, Mak Francis. Suicide King: All Spike has to do is pin the Judge, and we got a new SJL World Champion! Spike lies on the mat, exhausted from the move he just used, while Judge Mental just lays there also, not moving. Referee Sexton Hardcastle checks over on Judge Mental to see if he is all right. Spike finally rolls over and puts an arm over Judge Mental's chest. One . . . . . . . . . . Two . . . . . . . . . Suicide King: Kick out Judge! . . . . . . . . THREE!!!!!!!! * DING DING DING * The crowd explodes as Spike Jenkins rolls off of Judge. "Slit Wrist Theory" by 36 Crazyfists starts up, as Sexton Hardcastle leaves the ring to get the SJL World Title. Funyon: Here is your winner of the Three out of Five Falls match, and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW SJL WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!!! "HOLLYWOOD" SPIKE JENKINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Axis: Spike Jenkins has finally captured gold in the SJL, and it was the biggest piece of gold he could get. The SJL World Title. Suicide King: After one hell of a match, I got to say, he deserves that. Axis: Spike and Judge Mental put on one hell of a show here tonight. But Spike was able to top the Judge with a Top Rope Fisherman Buster. Suicide King: Mak Francis must be loving this. Axis: Well fans, we have to get going. After one hell of a Wrath, we have crowned a new SJL World Champion. In the greatest arena in the world, "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins has captured the SJL World Title in his hometown. Fans, we will see you on Metal. "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins gets to his feet, holding the World title in the air, as camera's flash all over the arena. Spike puts the title over his shoulder, and puts one arm in the air, as the camera's fade to black . . . Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest ErekT2k Report post Posted October 15, 2002 Ejiro, you wrote a match? *blank stare* How come you didn't send it in then? I didn't receive a match from you. Only Johnny Dangerous and Wildchild. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Powerplay Report post Posted October 16, 2002 Okay, my comments. Ejiro: Well, did you send the match to Tod or Erek? Your booker changed due to a scheduling problem, which is really unfair. Only thing I can say is check the Card thread before you send. It's a shitty answer to a shitty occurence, and I'm sorry I can't say anything else really. On the match, again, a little less moves and a little more description. Maybe some more of the wrestler's emotions. I mean someone showing frustration, anger, confidence, or I dunno, anything you can come up with. It is kinda weird to see the wrestlers not reacting to each other. That's the only thing I can think of. Spike: You wrote probably your best match to date. It is really something you should be proud of. Probably the worst thing that hurt you was that the first falls were rushed. Your commentary was all over mine, and you had some great mark-out spots. Really cool stuff. And, on a side note, there are some eirily similar parts in each of our matches, even though we really talk to each other about putting in specific spots. Again, damn good job. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Ace309 Report post Posted October 16, 2002 Ejiro, words can't describe how much more fun that match was to read than your first one. I don't know WHY you're jerking the curtain, but you're certainly no Barry Horowitz. I really hope you're not getting too discouraged here... if it's any consolation, the same thing happened to Frost when he was starting out, and he's widely considered to be one of the top 3 active writers. I loved the bit in Johnny's entrance, btw. Spike... man... the worked-shoot injury really ruined the flow of the match for me. It was a good match, but that made me kind of... bleh. I know, I'm a hypocrite, since I faked a quad tear in my defense against Bo, but... I dunno. EDIT: That was unfair, btw, since it focuses only on the bad of the match. Like I said, and like Judge said, it WAS an excellent match, but you don't improve by focusing only on the good, amiright? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest ErekT2k Report post Posted October 16, 2002 I rechecked my PMs and yes, Ejiro did not resend his match. Although this is a tad bit unfair, there is nothing to be done now. All we can do is make sure people read the card again for changes before they send it. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Secret Agent 0 Report post Posted October 16, 2002 Just remark it. If he beats mine than he can take it. I feel no acomplishment in beating someone on this kind of fault anyways. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Goodear Report post Posted October 16, 2002 Man, I had no idea that the marker had been changed. I sent my match off early Friday to Tod since he said he wouldn't be around Sunday. I guess I missed the changes then, Whoops. Oh well, you live you learn. I'm not gonna to get bent out of shape over this sort of thing, it happens. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
