KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 No witty preamble this week. I just allowed Smackdown to shower me in a pile of shit for the last time, so I post this show a broken man. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OAOAST HeldDOWN~! La La accompanies the opening video as usual. I SWEAR we're looking into getting a new theme song, so hang tight. This week we cut to the inside of the HSBC Arena in Buffalo, New York, the final stop on the road test to get our License to Pin (see what I did there?) and use this director/producer/whatever the hell I am's favorite new toy, the crane shot over the crowd, to head over to Sofa Central and Triple C! CABOOSE I really wish the guys in the truck would stop trying to be funny. COACH (Wiping away a tear) "Road test for our License to Pin" BAHAHAHAHA! This guy's funnier than Dave Chappelle. COLE Hello everyone and welcome to HeldDown! I'm Michael Cole and alongside me here at Sofa Central are the one, the only former two time OAOAST Champion Caboose, and Jonathon Coachman! What a show we have for you tonight guys! COACH We certainly do Michael! A massive show on the lead up to License to Pin this Sunday night! Womens action, tag action, and Hot Lesbian Action! QUAGMIRE Giggidy! CABOOSE What a huge announcement as we went off the air last week guys, with Chris Stevens telling Hoff that this Sunday he would be defending his number one contendorship against none other than Brock Ausstin! COLE One thing has been bothering me though guys, we haven't got a title match set for this Sunday's Pay Per View event! COACH Well I guess that means that some big segment is going to happen tonight! COLE Well the first thing on my program is 'big segment', so here we go people! "You Know You're Right" by Nirvana suddenly begins to blare as CWM makes his way out to ringside, microphone in hand. COLE Looks like its started! COACH I wonder why he's out here? Could it be anything at all to do with the fact that he attacked Axel last week? The former OAOAST Champ and co-founder of the company slides into the squared circle and signals for his music to be cut, before addressing the sold out crowd. CWM Let me get to the point straight away, because unlike other top heels, I'm not going to bore everyone with a ten minute monologue detailing why I'm pissed off, and what I intend to do about it. I'll make this real, real simple. Last week, I attacked Axel in his match against Gunner Sharps, causing the match to be thrown out. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" CWM Yeah, boo all you want, I'm just going to keep talking guys. Anyway, I attacked Axel. Gave him the Pollycutter. I'm hoping he saw that as a sign of some sort. I'm hoping he realised what I wanted. And I'm hoing that right now, he's pissed off. Pissed off enough to come out here, put his belt on the line, and pissed off enough to make a mistake, so I can regain the OAOAST Championship. So Axel, I'm calling you out, top of the show. You're too much of a pussy to pick sides with this whole conflict crap going on, so I'm going to pick sides for you. You ain't on my side. Get out here so I can inflict some pain on your championship ass. COLE CWM is laying down the gauntlet early here! He wants a title shot! Much to CWM's dismay, however, it is "Sick" by Dope that hits instead of Axel's theme. The owner of that theme, Gunner Sharps, suddenly appears and storms down to the ring, with the crowd showering the former 24/7 Champion with a heavy dose of boos. Gunner slides into the ring and goes face to face with CWM, before grabbing a mic from ringside. COLE And now here's Gunner! COACH I don't know why he's out here either! I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that he was screwed out of an OAOAST Championship match last week by the man who he is now in the ring with, CWM! GUNNER Expecting someone else? Someone with the belt perhaps? Well bad news son, I decided to answer your challenge instead of Axel. You remember when I came here? As a part of your little Underground group? Huh? I was stuck in a measely little tag team with a lawyer for christ sakes! And do you know why? Because you were too (bleep)ing scared of your own spot to give me a chance. Look what I've done in the last eighteen months, beat Panther at AngleSlam Three, won the Twenty-Four Seven Championship from Hoff at AngleSlam last year, and I'm the biggest guy in this damn company! You screwed me back then, and you screwed me again last week you son of a bitch! In my first OAOAST Title match ever, you come running in like a crazed lunatic and get me Disqualified! I want a rematch Axel! If you're listening, I want a rematch, and you know I deserve it! But for now, how about I settle for you! Gunner begins to walk toward CWM, and the OAOAST Legend doesn't back down... "He's simply Ravishing... OWW!" COLE What now? COACH ...I got nothing. "Simply Ravishing" begins to blare as former OAOAST Champion Tony Brannigan is out here as well! T-Bod walks to the ring and takes his place opposite CWM and Gunner Sharps, mic already in hand. TONY What's this I hear? You two asking for title shots? Huh? What have you done to deserve it? I, Tony Brannigan, have earned it. If you cast your minds back to the Great Angle Bash, where I was SCREWED out of my OAOAST Championship, a rematch was never even considered! Axel, when I won the belt I gave you a rematch without hesitation, but then Drek Stone and his merry band of idiots had to get involved in my business, costing me the title! So Axel, if anyone deserves a title match, its Tony Brannigan! CWM Well it looks like we've got a little dillema. I want a title shot, Bozo here wants a title shot, and you, Tony, also want a shot at the OAOAST Championship. So, how are we going to settle this? ??? You don't settle anything. I settle this. Suddenly, the OAOAST Champion himself, Axel, makes his way to ringside, title belt slung over his shoulder. AXEL So, looks like I'm a popular guy tonight. Well, lets look at my options here. CWM, you attacked me last week, gave me the Pollycutter. I beat you a month ago in a streetfight, but yet you somehow have earned a title shot? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" AXEL Gunner Sharps - you've had what? One match in the last couple months, and yet you deserve a shot? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" AXEL And finally, my favourite. Tony Brannigan. Let me tell you something you pompus son of a bitch! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!" Tony's eyes dart up to Axel's so that they meet, a pissed off look present on his face. AXEL You heard me. You took this belt from me a month ago, I got screwed out of this title. As I said, one good screw deserves another mate. I may not have won this title in a way that I wanted to, but in the end, the only thing that matters is the fact that we're even, and I am the OAOAST Champion! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH! AXEL So you all want a shot, huh? All three of you? Well, I might not be that happy about it, but I just came from Josie Baker's office, and she made the Main Event for this Sunday. It will be CWM.... versus Gunner Sharps... versus Tony Brannigan... versus me, Axel, for the OAOAST Championship in a Fatal Four Way match! COLE Oh my! What a Main Event! WOW! AXEL As I said, I'm not stoked about it, because I don't have the champions advantage. The deck is stacked against me. But thats the way I like it guys. Hoff wants to face one guy? I'll face three. I'll BEAT three. Watch and learn Future Boy, watch and learn. "Death Blooms" hits in the background as Axel exits stage left, leaving his three opponents this Sunday in the ring and pondering Axel's announcement. COLE What a stage of events! What else could happen tonight? Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 As we return we immediately cut backstage, where the cameraman keeps his distance from an on-going arugement between Tony Brannigan and CWM. Dan Black trying to cool both sides. COLE What's going on here? CABOOSE Hmm, let's see. We have two people screaming at one another, and a third party trying to calm things. I say it's an arugement. COLE No need to get sarcastic. CWM The hell with your plans. How many shots at the World Title have I gotten since I came back, huh? TONY You know the story. I should still be the World Champion. CWM You gonna no sell my question? BLACK (to CWM) He's the uncrowned World Heavyweight Champion. The man deserves his belt back. TONY Thank you, Mr. Black. You've always been the voice of reason. (to CWM) Axel needed 3 other guys to beat me. CWM How many did you need? TONY 2. But I didn't need no help. Still don't. Except for Sunday. Oh, come now, CWM. Look, I know I doubted you when you tried warning us about what was happening. I didn't believe you and I paid. Paid dearly, in fact. My World Title was stolen from me. You help me get it back Sunday and I promise to give you a title shot. Think about it. Sold out crowd. Worldwide pay-per-view audience. Main event at AngleSlam. Clash of the champions. Former World Heavyweight Champion CWM vs. two-time World Heavyweight Champion Tony Brannigan. I can get it done too. One call to my lawyers and I'll have you taking Hoff or Brock's place in the main event. Do we have a deal? You know I'm a man of my word. CWM You're a man of your word? TONY (legs crossed) Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye. (to Dan) Isn't this beautiful, Mr. Black? BLACK Very. TONY Two men who mean what they say doin' business with each other. I love it. Put 'er thing, partner? Smiling, Tony extends his hand out to CWM. CWM I'm not done speaking. TONY Please continue. CWM I gave you my word I wouldn't interfere in your affairs. The realization of CWM's impending answer begins to sink in Tony's mind. He loses his smile. CWM And I'm gonna keep my word. TONY NO! Break it. I give you permission. CWM No. Like you, Ton', I'm a man of my word also. So don't for one second think I wouldn't shoot you in the heart if it means me walking out the Skydome with the World Title. "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHH!" The cheer from the crowd tips Tony off that they might be getting filmed. He looks over and sees the cameraman. TONY Oh, great. Now look what you've done. You've ruined everything! Screw unity. You'd shoot me in the heart? Well, I'll stab you in the back and kindly dispose of your body. The title's coming home Sunday night! CWM Don't get so worked up. Look on the bright side. You're right about one thing: the title's coming home. It's coming home to C...W...M! CWM walks off. Tony slams the door on his way back into his dressing room, leaving Dan out in the cold. BLACK Go hound somebody else, you bloody bastard. COLE Wow! CABOOSE (laughing) It's always good to see the Elite having some problems. COLE What's that supposed to mean? CABOOSE Nothing. I didn't mean for it to come off... I just don't like The Original Elite. I wasn't talking about the company as a whole. COACH It just shows how much the World Title means to everybody. We've mentioned how there's only been 10 World Champions. Whenever you have a chance to compete for the title, you're going out there to win and not feed somebody elses ego. Cole: Well right now let's go up to the ring where tonight, Otaku faces another member of the Lightening Crew on his way to getting revenge against Puerto Rican. ~”Ashburn” by Hikari starts up, and Otaku II walks out. The crowd cheers the masked man as he walks down the ramp and into the ring to wait for his opponent.~ Coach: But who will it be? THE CHAMP IS HERE! Caboose: It looks like Puerto Rican himself will give us the answer. ~”Know Your Role ‘99” plays as the OAOAST 24/7 Champion walks out with a mic in his hands.~ PR: Otaku, get ready, because you’re facing a BIG challenge tonight! A challenge that stands 6’9”, weighs 300 pounds, and hails from Tijuana, Mexico. That challenge is called MISTER BORI-CUA! ~Otaku keeps his eyes on Puerto Rican, but Boricua comes out of the crowd and hits him with an Enzui Lariat(clothesline to the back of the head).~ Caboose: Ah, Mr. Boricua, the bodyguard of the Lightening Crew, he’ll stop Otaku before he gets even close to the Puerto Rican! ~The big Mexican picks up Otaku by the mask and pound shim back down with a clubbing blow to the back. He leaps and hits a leg drop to the back of Otaku’s head(that one’s for you, Dames), then pulls Otaku up to his knees before hitting him with the VICIOUS CROSSFACES~!(I think I’m getting the hang of how to do it). When he gets bored of this, he does a quick LC Salute, then leaps again and drives both of his knees into Otaku’s back!~ Cole: Mr. Boricua has no remorse, no mercy, no human emotions, he’s all animal. Caboose: All that means is that he’s been trained very well by Puerto Rican. Bodyguards should do the thinking, the boss should. Bodyguards are there to carry out orders, and tonight he has been ordered to take Otaku out. ~Someone starts yelling at the big, angry Mexican, so he goes to the outside to hash it out. The referee gets out and tries to intervene as Otaku gets up using the ropes. He’s winded, but he sees an opportunity. He gets a running start, and then uses a SOMERSAULT PLANCHA to go outside, but Boricua uses the referee as a shield, so he takes most of the impact. Otaku is distraught and tries to revive the referee, but he looks to be out for a while, so he focuses on the big Latino man who IS getting up. Otaku takes a martial arts stance, then lashes out with a series of kicks to drive the bug man back.~ Cole: Looks like he’s learned something from Ayane, (Cole goes into SHILLVILLE~!) his wife, who will team up against Puerto Rican and Lindsay Gonzalez this Sunday at License to Pin! ~Otaku staggers Boricua with a spin kick to the face, so he snaps one to the midsection, grabs the Mexican by the head, then drops him with a DDT! The crowd goes BANNANA~! Otaku looks out at them, then pulls out Boricua and rolls him into the ring. Puerto Rican doesn’t like this turn of events, though, so he begins making his way down the ramp. He gets in, turns Mr. Fresh Air(Otaku II, O2, get it?) around, and hits the Corporate Nightmare!~ Cole: What a cheap shot, he isn’t wrestling Otaku right now! Caboose: He’s softening the fool up now, smart work. ~Puerto Rican then hits the 5 Knuckle Shuffle, drawing many boos from the Cena fans in the crowd, and they begin chanting “Make Your Own Spot!” at Puerto Rican, which ticks him off to no end, so he signals to a now recovered Boricua to pick up Otaku in a reverse press. Puerto Rican goes up top and hits THE MAD CAPPA CRUSHER 2003! Otaku takes the full brunt of the move and lies motionless on the mat.~ Cole: Otaku II has been snapped in half! His neck must be broken! ~Puerto Rican pulls up a very woozy Otaku and passes him to Mr. Boricua, who stuffs him in to set up the LATINO BOMB!~ Coach: Who’s that coming out now? Cole: It’s Mike Guerriero and Tony Capella! ~Indeed, the other two male members of the Mad Machine run down(well, Tony’s jogging, but he’s not a spring chicken anymore, as he would argue). Mike slides in first, and takes some blows, but when Tony gets in, he’s a HOUSE EN FUEGO as he peppers Puerto Rican with BIONIC ELBOWS~! He works him into the ropes, then whips him to the other side and meets him with a BIG BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Meanwhile, Mike was holding his own against Boricua, and then takes control, so he picks up Boricua and PRESS SLAMS the big Mexian!~ Caboose: And you dare to call what Puerto Rican did unfair? Look at what these two idiots are doing! ~Mike and Tony roll Puerto Rican out of the ring, then get out themselves. Otaku and Mr. Boricua slowly get to their feet. Boricua swings wildly, but Otaku ducks under it and Boricua turns into the ROARING ELBOW! Boricua goes down like a sack of bricks! Otaku points at Puerto Rican as the referee finally comes to and rolls into the ring. Otaku: This will be you on Sunday, Lightening Kid! ~Otaku II applies the SHARPSHOOTER! Boricua wails as Otaku applies more pressure to his lower back. He crawls, pulling Otaku with him, to just an inch from where he could grab the ropes, but the pain is too great and he taps out.~ Cole: Otaku wins a hard fought victory as he moves on through the Lightening Crew gauntlet. Caboose: With an assist from Mike Guerriero and Tony Capella, mind you. License to Pin THIS SUNDAY on PPV! Order NOW! COLE Like that little advertisement just said, we’d like to remind our fans there is still plenty of time to order License to Pin...... *GOOOOONG!* "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The fans bob their heads to Jungle Boogie as the Silky Smooth One Leon Rodez dances his way down the aisle, stopping to bust a few moves with a fairly attractive female fan at ringside before he hops onto the apron, thrusting his finger into the air before he steps through the ropes. COLE Wha? Am I missing a page on my schedule here? I wasn’t expecting this. (Listens through headset) Ok, I’m being told that we are going to hear a big announcement regarding a match for the PPV this Sunday, but we have to take a commercial break first so please, stay tuned for some big news! Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 We come back to the strains of Creep as Christian Wright walks down the aisle with Bohemoth at his side. Obviously, Leon Rodez is not happy to see the man that put his sister on the shelf joining him in the ring. COLE Welcome back folks. As you can see, Christian Wright is making his way to the ring where he will join Leon Rodez and both Jumbo and Jay Richards, who came down during the break. I have absolutely no idea what this is all about. CABOOSE Your guess is as good as mine, Cole. COACH You said this was regarding License to Pin, but Rodez and Wright can’t touch each other without someone waiving the no-contact provision they agreed to. Bohemoth holds the ropes open for his boss before stepping over the top himself. Immediately Rodez and Wright begin to trade words, an exchange that becomes more heated by the second. COLE Look out here; this is a powder keg with a lit fuse right now. Rodez, starting to lose his cool demeanor, starts to challenge Wright to throw down, but the baseline of Oh Hell Yeah kicking in causes all eyes to go to the entrance, where the current X-Division champion, Peter Knight, steps out into the arena to a big ovation. COLE Now we’ve got the X-Champion out here. I know his name came up in some rumors floating around, so perhaps the other three men in the ring are also involved. CABOOSE Yeah.....you kind of mentioned a “big announcement about a match for the PPV” earlier. Knight hops up onto the apron and raises his X-Title belt for the fans before stepping through the ropes himself. His music fades as Rodez and Wright continue jawing, with Bohemoth standing in between and Knight stares a hole into the two members of CSI. Suddenly, the image of Cowboy Bill Watts appears on the Angletron to a small pop from the fans. WATTS Gentlemen, thank you for coming down to the ring; it makes it much easier for me to make this announcement from my office since I’ve been pulled in all directions lately, from being in meetings with Ms. Baker at OAOAST Headquarters to trying to get a good PPV set up for Sunday. Speaking of which, that brings me to the reason you were summoned. I know that there have been some rumors circulating on the internet and in the locker room regarding a “big match” being planned at License to Pin, so I am here to make things official. This Sunday, at the Rogers Skydome in Toronto, Canada, it will be Peter Knight, Leon Rodez, Jay Richards, and Christian Wright battling for the X-Division Championship.........in an Ultimate X Match!! “YEAHHHHH” COACH YO! COLE An Ultimate X match? That IS huge. CABOOSE I sure hope the Jarretts aren’t watching this. WATTS Now, for those of you who have never seen this type of match, allow me to explain. Above the ring, two cables will be hung, forming an X. Where the cables intersect, the X-Title will be suspended. The man that is able to reach the belt and retrieve it will be the X-Champion. There will be no disqualifications, no countouts, and pinfalls will not matter. In the ring, the four men look on, intrigued at the idea. WATTS Now, for this match a special exception will be made. From the opening bell to the end of the match, the “no-contact” provision between Leon Rodez and Christian Wright will be temporary lifted. However, once the match is over, it immediately goes back into effect. The crowd cheers as Rodez and Wright stare daggers into each other, one already thinking of ways to maim the other. Richards high fives Jumbo, excited at his first shot at an OAOAST singles title. Only PK seems a little perturbed at the announcement, already feeling the bull’s eye on his back. JOSIE Also, I haven’t forgotten about our great fans here in Buffalo! “YEAHHHHHHH!!!” WATTS (CON’T) Tonight, as a preview of the action we will see on Sunday, we’re going to have a tag team match. It will be the current X-Division champion Peter Knight..........teaming up with Jay Richards to face to the team of Leon Rodez and Christian Wright! COLE What?! Rodez and Wright will NEVER get along. WATTS Mr. Rodez, Mr. Wright, before you decide to use this match as an opportunity for physicality, let me say that the no-contact provision WILL BE in effect for this match; if you cannot co-exist as a team, you will both be taken out of the Ultimate X match and suspended. Wright looks at Rodez, who simply looks down and shakes his head. Meanwhile, Knight has a disgusted look on his face, not wanting to team up with a guy who smashed his head in with a chair only one month ago. WATTS Good match gentlemen and good luck on Sunday as well. COLE That sure didn’t disappoint. The first Ultimate X Match in OAOAST history will take place three days from now, AND we’ve got us a tag team main event tonight. COACH Hey, instead of ripping off every gimmick match the other companies come up with shouldn’t we, you know, think of some ourselves? (Notices the stares he’s getting).......What? COLE (quickly changing topics) Wow. What a moment! Stephen Joseph is back in action, against another superstar who just recently came back. And these two have a history. COACH Let's take you back in time with this retrospective. CABOOSE Ugh, I'm going to get a beer. ----- © OAOAST Entertainment Stephen Joseph, a one time World Title contender, reduced to a shadow of his former self as the career counselor of his protege, Tha Puerto Rican. Two years ago, in the OAOAST, he formed an alliance with El Dandy and Peter Cone to form Trinity, a triumverate of power which swept the OAOAST by storm, the Infernales being perhaps one of the greatest tag teams in our brief history. But that was a ploy. For Stephen Joseph turned on Peter Cone and El Dandy. Even with that though, Peter Cone continued for a year to heal SJ's blackened heart. And he thought he'd suceeded, until his supposed friend ceased contacting him, right around the time that he began managing Tha Puerto Rican. How does Black Widow fit into all of this? She was Peter Cone's beau. While the two are not together, she still holds him as a dear friend. And now that Stephen Joseph is back, she's set to finish exactly what Peter Cone started... ----- CABOOSE (already with a pile of plastic beer cups around him) Let's see her kick Joseph's ass! WhooooHOOOO! And on that statement, "Going Under" by Evanesence starts up, with soft blue lights twirling patterns down on the walkway towards the ring, as the rather beautiful, and rather yawning, Black Widow crawls up from under the ramp, teasing the fans who never ever get tired of quality ass shots and insinuated sexual advances. COLE Oh my. CABOOSE Quit pretending Cole. "AWWW NAW~!" COACH Popick wastes alot of money on his entrance. He's hired Nappy Roots to sing him down to the stage! Stephen Joseph walks out with the Cuban Wall in tow, greeted by boos and a smattering of cheers from the hardcore, 'TRUE' OAOAST fans. He slides off his tie and coat, handing them to the behemoth before sliding into the ring. Black Widow yawns. Widow shakes her ass towards the crowd, and gets a "Nice Ass Widow! Clap Clap Clap,Clap,Clap" chant for her efforts. Stephen Joseph looks on, disinterested. Yelling from across the ring, "Nothing we haven't seen before sweets" he heads towards the center of the ring, wanting to start the match. COACH Stephen Joseph with the obvious weight advantage on the Widow, but she's not giving up much in height. Widow finally stops posing and stares down at Joseph. She starts manuveuring slowly, smiling a little and flinging her hair back every few seconds. Joseph just grabs her by the hair and flings her down, hitting a flurry of bunch whilst straddling the dame. He pauses for a moment to look at the crowd, and Widow lifts a knee up into the "groinal area" of Stephen Joseph, who goes cross-eyed, rolling over and around the ring. Widow takes the advantage...after pausing to brush her hair back... and brush her hair back... She hits a big boot stomp. And then brushes her hair back. COACH Widow wasting alot of time here... Widow steps down on Stephen Joseph's throat and walks over, choking the air out of him. She stops to lean on the ropes, simulated rubbing of the teets. But she again, wasted some time, and Stephen Joseph is back up, staggering on his feet. Widow turns around and runs a BIG BOOT right to Stephen Joseph's jaw, knocking him down. She slowllllyyy bends down, to cover SJ and gets a 1 count, all for her posing. Widow, in turns, stands up and waves to the crowd, while SJ is getting to his feet...Again. Widow with a hairpull, and Stephen Joseph blocks the throw, chopping Widow across her chest and dropping her to the mat. Widow kicks her left leg to knock Joseph down to one knee. Both get back up and start exchanging blows, rights mainly. Widow stands tough for a bit, but finally gets worn down and pushed to the ropes. Joseph with an Irish Whip, and sets up for a clothesline but Widow counters with a big boot! She smiles and climbs the turnbuckle! COLE Tennis anyone? Stephen Joseph is staggering, as he gets up, and Widow launches with her standing clothesline, but SJ ducks and Widow overshoots! He hooks on a full nelson and suplexes her back and upwards, and quickly pulls down to connect Stunner Style! COACH FINALITY!!!! CABOOSE Lame ass finisher. And the referee comes over as Joseph covers. 1! 2! 3! COLE Stephen Joseph wins over the beautiful vixen, in what can be considered a warm-up match for his challenge to anyone at License to Pin. COACH And his challenge was accepted, but by who? CABOOSE And why can't Widow just CUT HER DAMN HAIR AND BEAT JOSEPH! *Josie is sitting in her office when someone knocks on the door* JOSIE Come in. *the camera pans to show Alfdogg walk into Josie's office.* JOSIE Oh, it's the Heartland Champion, Alfdogg! How can I help you, sir? ALF You know, I heard about what happened with you and Chris Stevens, and I really feel bad about how he took advantage of you! I mean, having you put Hoff in a match with Brock Ausstin when you were in no condition to make such a ruling? That's REALLY low. *crowd boos* ALF I mean, after all, what has Brock Ausstin done to warrant a chance to main event AngleSlam? Wasn't he getting his ass handed to him not two months ago by Peter Knight? And all of a sudden, he's getting a shot to take Hoff's No. 1 contendership? *shakes head* That spot could have went to someone more deserving...someone who three weeks ago, smashed Tha Puerto Rican flatter than a Grilled Crunchwrap, and took one of his titles. Someone who a week after that, took Some Guy on the shopping spree from hell at the Mall of America. Someone like...well, me! *mixed reaction from the crowd* ALF And I just can't believe that Chris Stevens would do something like this, that PISSES me off. JOSIE Alf, I agree that you've had a most impressive resume since your return, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you this Sunday. Everything's already been signed, and it's going to be Hoff vs Brock Ausstin for a spot in the main event at AngleSlam. *crowd boos* ALF Well then, how does this sound...whoever wins that match at License to Pin...defends their No. 1 contendership against ME, one-on-one, next Thursday on HeldDOWN. *crowd cheers* JOSIE Well, there doesn't seem to be anything on the horizon for next week, so I guess I can do that for you. ALF Thank you so much. And one more thing...I know of a way you can get back at Chris Stevens. JOSIE Oh? What exactly did you have in mind? ALF I was thinking...at License to Pin, how about a match between Alfdogg and Chris Stevens, for MY OAOAST Heartland Championship? *crowd cheers* ALF I mean...you saw what I did to SG a couple weeks ago. Imagine what I could do to some Johnny-come-lately chump like Stevens in a similar environment. JOSIE Sounds like a plan...you got yourself a match. ALF Thank you very much. Tonight, he might have the CSI watching his back, but this Sunday, it's going to be just me and Chris. ...oh yeah, and this ten-foot steel ladder wrapped in barbed wire. *crowd pops HUGE as Alf drags the ladder into the office and gives a sly grin.* COLE And yet ANOTHER huge match is set for this Sunday. I'm going to shill this damn PPV until WWE gets so sick of me they take me off of Smackdown. COACH Easy there Michael. COLE No, they can't touch me when I'm on this show. SCREW YOU STEPHANIE, YOU INEPT, DADDY'S LITTLE BITCH HACK!!!!! COACH Whoa!! Go to commercial, NOW!! CABOOSE What about Gerwitz, Cole? Commercial break. Usually the opinions of Michael Cole do not represent those of the OAOAST, but in this case, PREACH ON BROTHER!!! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 As we come back, a sedated Michael Cole, The Coach and Caboose are seated at Sofa Central. COLE Fans, two weeks ago we told you about an incident that occurred involving the Heavenly Rockers. We reported the event was captured on home video by a fan, but as it turns out it was caught on the store's surveiliance system. The OAOAST apologizes for the mix up. In any event, the incident was caught on tape and turned over to the proper authorities, but the Heavenly Rockers have declined to press charges. They instead went to OAOAST management and DEMANDED a match with the men they believe are responsible for this Sunday night live on pay-per-view at License to Pin. The OAOAST has gone along with their request and we can now confirm the Heavenly Rockers vs. the New New Midnight Express for License to Pin! The crowd POPS in the background. COACH Have Synth and Logan been partyin' too much like rock stars, fellas? We haven't seen the footage of what happened, but why wouldn't they want the people responsible to do the hokey pokie in the slammer? Their decision boggles The Coach's mind, and The Coach doesn't like havin' his mind boggled. CABOOSE As stupid as it may be, I think it has more to do with the Heavenly Rockers wanting to legally be allowed to fight "those responsible" without the threat of prosecution looming overhead. Truthfully, I think I'd do the same thing. Although I'd probably wind up in jail because I'd beat my attackers senseless. I'm the first-ever two-time OAOAST World Champion. Cole rolls his eyes. COACH I'd rather have them thrown in jail. CABOOSE That's because you know you'd get your ass kicked. COLE The time for talking is over, guys. We promised you more information as we got it, and that's exactly what we're going to deliver. The tape has been unsealed. This all happened after hours, so the video is dark and it is in black and white, not to mention shocking. Take a look. ROLL FOOTAGE SURVEILIANCE VIDEO 12:55 a.m. Logan and Holly, followed by Synth and his girlfriend/groupie of the day, a slutty-looking rainbow hair colored bimbo, exit DIARY QUEEN after having obviously received preferential treatment (a "CLOSED" sign hangs on the door). Acting like the happy young couple that they are Logan and Holly have their hands down each other's back pockets. As does the slutty blonde, who, snuggling up to Synth, pickpockets his wallet. The foursome scroll past the six park benches that makeup the outdoor patio located near bushes and a horizontal row of red concrete bars, laughing. Holly pulls a pack of gum out of her pocket and takes a piece out, placing one end in Logan's mouth and biting the remaining portion until their lips lock. CUT TO: PARKING LOT 12:56 a.m. Whenever this DQ is located, it's clearly in a bad part of town. The parking lot is poorly lit, surrounded by bushes and a fence that has more holes than a WWE steel cage. The four approach the "SAINTS & SINNERS" tour bus when two men in RICHARD NIXON MASKS, gloves and jumpsuits leap out of the bushes and clobber Synth and Logan from behind with NIGHTSTICKS. Logan falls forward and hits his head on the tail light, shattering it. He lies in a fetal position, getting kicked in the ribs as blood squirts out of the gash on his forehead. Just feet away Holly removes her SPIKE HEEL and charges the masked men, who move out of the way and spear/clothesline her on the side of the bus! They look over at the slutty blonde who runs off. Blood dripping down his chin and onto his chest, Logan tackles one of the men into the side of the bus and pumpels him. The southpaw furiously hitting the man, desperately trying to remove the mask. Masked Nixon #2 nears, Synth catches up with him and bashes a TRASH BIN over #2. Logan hears the thud and turns around, thinking Synth may be down. Unfortunately that leaves him open to a LOW BLOW. Nixon #1 hurls Mann to the fence and beats him with the nightstick until Synth makes the save by jumping on the hood of a nearby abandon car and connects with a flying lariat that sends the masked man crashing into the fence himself. Nixon #2 sneaks up behind Synth and chokes him -- not with panio wire, but with his bare hands. Synth, gagging, rises to his feet and rams #2 repeatedly into the fence until he lets go. Synth takes a few moments to get some air back in his body and then slams #2 head-first onto the hood of the car. Then, a THIRD MASKED MAN appears out of the darkness -- JFK! A bit on the cubby side, this masked ex-president hammers Synth across the back with a flat object. The masked Nixons come over and pound Synth's face into the cement over and over again while the third man continues hammering him with the flat weapon. Holly gets back on her feet and continues the fight. She locks her hands together and delivers a wicked backhand slap to the chubby masked man, then jumps on the back of another who all too easily snapmares her onto the hood's trunk, denting the hood and cracking what's left of the windshield with her spike heel. As if that wasn't enough, the chubby masked man drops the uglist-looking elbow drop on Holly's chest, sending her sliding down the hood onto the pavement below. A LOUD war cry-like yell comes from out of the shadows. A bloody Logan charges the Nixons. They move out of the way and throw Logan into the side door's window, Mann's head bursting through the glass and half way inside the car. A white PIMPMOBLIE pulls up and the 3 masked men enter. As the car flees, tires screeching and all, the camera zooms in on the license plate... "NED 469" All 3 members of The Heavenly Rockers are laid out in the Dairy Queen parking lot, moaning and groaning. END FOOTAGE We return to a disgusted Michael Cole at Sofa Central. COLE (shaking head) We're back live on TSM, and...wow...I want to bring in the New New Midnight Express and their manager James E. Cornette. The Midnights and Cornette walk onto Sofa Central, very somber. COLE You can drop the charade, gentlemen. The Midnights are set for action momentarily, but let's first talk about what we just saw. It's clear to me and all the fans watching that the Heavenly Rockers are right -- you are responsible for what took place in that parking. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Cornette and the Midnights adamantly shake their heads no. COLE My God, Cornette, how arrogant of a person are you to set this up at a DAIRY QUEEN of all places? Considering your history with that establishment, you had to have known your name would immediately jump out as the prime suspect. If the Dairy Queen wasn't enough of a clue, your waddling around in a JFK mask damn sure was. CORNETTE First of all, you don't know me, brother, so next time you level an accusation of that magnitude I'll sue you for slander and have you standing next to Todd Pettengill at the unemployment line. We couldn't have been there. Besides the Midnights being Jack in the Box-type of guys... NED Hi, Jack! CORNETTE (CONT'D) ...if you had done your homework, Michael Cole, like J.R. used to before some moron in production replaced him as the voice of the OAOAST because of some pretty boy fetish, you'd know Sarcastic Simon's wife Rhonda Sue is expecting their second child in the fall. Ned and I were in Charleston, South Carolina at the baby shower supporting a member of our team. We have 35 witnesses plus all the illegal aliens that work at Rhonda's Wal-Mart. Free feel to call if you don't believe me. COLE Then how do you explain the pimpmobile with the license plate "Ned 469"? CORNETTE (nervous chuckling) How do I explain it? Ned, why don't you explain it. NED Me?! Uh... Simon, break it down for them. SIMON There's people all over the country named Ned. "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" Sarcastic Simon threatens the ringside hecklers with a backhand slap if that they shut up. NED The Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood aren't the real victims here, anyway. COLE They're not? NED No. It's the fans all over the world were deprived of the opportunity to see the Handsome Hustler -- and Sarcastic Simon, of course -- on their television screens for two weeks. CORNETTE Let's get to the real story, and that's how the OAOAST has lied about everything that's gone down within the last couple weeks. That chain-smoking, coked out of her mind GM Josie Baker... COLE Hey, watch it. That's our General Manager you're talking about. CORNETTE The truth is supposed to set you free, and I'm feeling free as a bird. SIMON A freebird. "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" CORNETTE Why don'tcha tell the folks how Baker had you read some baloney about the New New Midnight Express being "held off television until a full investigation is complete." Make no ifs, ands or buts about it, we were suspended. "YEEEEAAAAHHHH!" SIMON Without pay! "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" "HE CAN TALK!" Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned have a few words with the hecklers. CORNETTE Oh, I forgot. You people in Buffalo aren't used to seeing winners; you're used to losers like the Bills and all your other sport franchises who haven't won a championship in ages while my Midnight Express franchise continues to thrive 20 years after it first began. "BOOOOOOOOOOO!" CORNETTE We coulda flown up there, they coulda flown down here. But, noooooooo. They make us wait two weeks before listening to our appealing. And when our appeal is finally heard, we're subjected to this bizzare marketing person rambling on and on about new bendable New New Midnight Express figures before finally getting to the reason why we came. We're told we would be allowed back on OAOAST television if we agreed to face the Heavenly Rockers request at License to Pin. Some people might wonder why we'd agree to go along with the OAOAST's request. That's because we've beaten the Heavenly Rockers before and we'll beat 'em again Sunday night! You keep coming at us like Michael Jackson towards cancer patients. Well, we're gonna go through you like exlax through a widowed woman. You got the wah-wah-wah guitars, the drums and whatnot. But we got the wrestling skill, Heavenly Rockers. Mann and the Tramp this ain't! This is professional wrestling. The most ruthless, violent sport in the world. What comes around goes around. I guess you found that out first-hand in that Dairy Queen parking lot, didn't ya? As a matter of, Simon, Ned -- show what's in store for the Heavenly Rockers at License to Pin. Michael Cole, don't even bother doing commentary on this one, brother, it'll be over shortly. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following con-- Before Buffer can finish his intro the Midnights hit the ring and pounce on their opponents -- Jason Wasten and Kobe O'Neil -- in the corner. O'Neil is thrown over the top rope to the floor. Sarcastic Simon knees Wasten in the gut, Narcissistic Ned connecting with clubbering forearm shots to the back. The Midnights whip Wasten to the ropes. FLAPJACK. Kobe O'Neil is caught coming back in by a Narcissistic Ned sidekick to the midsection, bending him over. Sarcastic Simon out of the corner with a swinging neckbreaker. As Sarcastic Simon climbs to the top, Narcissistic Ned picks Wasten up, front facelocking the young man. The Midnights hit their finishers -- Sarcastic Simon with the VEGOMATIC (flying legdrop), Narcissistic Ned with the SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. Instead of going for the pin, they bring both men back to their feet. COLE Just pin them already. These poor guys don't stand a chance. Wa--Wait a minute. Are they going to... COACH Yes! They're gonna show the Heavenly Rockers how to execute a DDT properly. Ha! COLE The DDT! The Midnights with a pair of DDTs! Jim Cornette's men sending a message to The Heavenly Rockers, as if they haven't sent enough already. This one is all but over. ONE... TWO... THREE! "BOOOOOOOOOOO!" * DING DING DING DING * BUFFER The winners of the match -- the New New Midnight Express! COLE Impressive win for James E.'s New New Midnight Express going into License to Pin, Sunday night. CABOOSE I don't think they're done yet. Now joined in the ring by Jim Cornette, the Midnights with another round of DDTs. Cornette shouts directions to his men while getting in kicks on Wasten and O'Neil. Blanchard scoopes Wasten up and slams him on O'Neil. He then walks over to the corner and propels Sarcastic Simon off the top (ROCKET LAUNCHER), Singleton splashing both men on the way down. Simon and Ned tell Cornette to drop "the big one" as they call it. Cornette removes his jacket and, grinning from ear to ear, drops the uglist-looking elbow drop. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The crowd becoming vicious in their booing. One old lady throwing her cane into the ring, which is quickly returned by a ringside tendent. Cornette gets up with a big grin on his face, receiving high fives from Simon and Ned. COLE Look at that. That's the same elbow drop that was on the video tape. The son of a bitch has an air-tight abili and this is his way of rubbing it in. Be proud of yourself right now, Cornette. Let's see how happy you are at License to Pin, you bastard. Cornette urges his men for "one more" DDT. COLE Hey, come on! That's enough. You've won the damn match. Now leave the young men alone. They're just trying to make a living, damnit! The crowd ROARS as the Midnights setup for the DDT. The look on Cornette's face is priceless as he sees THE HEAVENLY ROCKERS AND HOLLY-WOOD jump over the guardrail and into the ring, all 3 packing NIGHTSTICKS. The Midnights bail. They want no part of THR. Logan, with a bandana wrapped around his forehead, grabs a mic. LOGAN Listen up, jackasses. It's one thing to hurt me or Synth, but you've gone too far in going after Holly. I warned you. I warned you if you went after Holly again you would have hell to pay. Guess what? Hell is here! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" LOGAN Cornette, you say the Midnights are gonna go through us like "exlax through a widowed woman"? If you stick your hams in our match Holly has a little something for ya. Show him, baby girl. COACH That's MY catchphrase! Holly makes a circle with her left hand and shoves her nightstick through! "OH!" COACH VIOLATE ME, HOLLY! SYNTH (scrapes and bruises on face) Deal wit dat ya'll mutha'fuckas! The Midnights, Cornette, Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood have a staredown. CABOOSE Are we still on? COLE I think so. But we're going to commercial anyway. Hey, let me tell you how Torrie Wilson is keeping her job. Let's just say Jell-O, a cricket paddle and an ape costume are involved. Commercial break. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 Backstage we go, as a very nervous looking Josh Matthews is standing by. With one man on one side, two on the other and a whole host of officials standing in the wings, Matthews glances around and waits for his cue to start, in the hope that he can soon get the hell away. MATTHEWS Welcome back to the show, ladies and gentlemen. Josh Matthews here, standing backstage with Christian Wright and Bohe... Bohemoth glares at Josh, prompting him to quickly backtrack. MATTHEWS ...HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion, Bohemoth. Alongside Leon Rodez as well. Now, we heard a little earlier that OAOAST Chief Executive Bill Watts has made a huge match for License To Pin, in the form of Ultimate X. For the X-Division Title, first time ever in the OAOAST. Now, we'll get to that in a minute...but, guys, it's tonight that's obviously on your mind right now. You have to TEAM together here tonight to take on Peter Knight and Jay Richards. And the 'no contact' stipulation is still in place. Question is, can you two get along, or will you self destruct tonight. RODEZ Wel... Suddenly, Wright reaches from the other side and snatches the microphone from under Rodez's nose. WRIGHT It's not a question of 'getting along' Joshua. I've made my thoughts perfectly clear in the past few weeks concerning you, Leon Rodez. Until you change your ways, or are forced to change your ways, then you can never be anything other than a mortal enemy to myself and everything I believe in. We will never 'get along'. But I have enough intelligence to know that tonight isn't the time to take out my frustrations. Much as I'd LOVE to teach you a lesson, personally, I'm not going to happen tonight. All I have to do is hold myself back for three more days. A mere, three days. And then, I can do whatever I want to you! Rodez smirks, holding himself back from any physical contact. WRIGHT How we can co-exist tonight, I have no idea. But we'll have to find a way. Because I refuse to let you cost me the X-Division Title again Leon Rodez, much less my OAOAST career! Mortal enemy or not, tonight I am willing to participate in this match alongside you. All you have to do is listen. You listen to me and we will do fine. Let me do the strategising, then everything will come together. Oh...and do me a favour. Leave Peter Knight to me. You can deal with Richards. Leave Peter Knight in my hands, to my devices. Reaching over, Rodez takes the microphone back. RODEZ First of all...mortal enemy? Is this a comic book all of a sudden? What are you, 'Morality Man'? 'The Human Dictionary'? "My loser-senses are tingling" WRIGHT (off camera) Very funny. RODEZ You know, I'm sensing a lot of hostility here from you and your sidekick here and to be honest, I really don't get why. So, I made a few dirty movies... WRIGHT (off camera) Hundreds of 'dirty movies'. RODEZ Hey, if you got it, use it. But, that's in the past. If anything, it should be me hostile to you. I mean, you broke a lava lamp over my head. Cost me the X-Division Title. Destroyed Faqu's leg. Busted up James Blonde's ribs. Got somebody to attack my sister. Cost me the HI-YAH Heavyweight Title. Twice. That's a whole lot to be hostile about. Yet, I'm not. I'm not getting pent up with rage and anger and turning into some emo kid who writes songs about clowns dieing and stomping on roses. Even after all that, I'm willing to tag with you tonight. And hey, after the show, maybe we can go out for a drink. Hit the bars, hit the clubs, hit the women. Not literally. That's abuse. But, you know, hit them from behind. Hit em up style. We can party all night. You know what I mean, right? Rock out with our cocks out. Hang out with our wangs out. The camera pans off to the right, Wright standing with mouth agape, staring in disbelief at Rodez. RODEZ Is that a yes? WRIGHT NO! I want NOTHING to do with you, Rodez! Nothing! The only thing I want from you is to take your beating like a man on Sunday night and to finally learn your lesson and change your ways! Until then, I suggest you get your head in the game. Because I refuse to have you cost me another match. Motioning to Bohemoth, Wright walks off, with his bodyguard following close behind. RODEZ Ditto. MATTHEWS Uhm...well, with that said, let's move onto Ultimate X Leon. First time ever in the OAOAST. And, I suppose it's only fitting that you would be involved. RODEZ I guess so. After all, it's no more than I deserve. At the risk of sounding big headed, I pretty much carried the X-Division on my back since the end of October last year. I was the one finding challengers. I was the one defending the title. Sometimes, it seemed like I was the only one who cared about the X-Division Title. Guys like Drek Stone want to say I was 'wasting my time' with the belt, but that's just plain wrong. I respected the title, the division, the exposure it gave me, the whole deal. Zack Malibu. Chris Stevens. Panther. The Blurricane. The Superstar. K-Money. I beat them all in the X-Division. When I came back, my intentions were pretty clear in my mind. Get my hands on Christian and get back my X-Division Title from The 70s Dude. A fat, talentless nobody who didn't deserve a shot at the belt, let alone the belt itself. I got screwed out of the belt and look what happened to it. Out of my hands, it got disrespected by someone who should have been on his knees, thanking God he even got the OPPORTUNITY to challenge for the belt! Josh, I didn't spend 6 months of my life defending that belt around the country to see it disappear off the map. Pent up anger released, Rodez smiles. RODEZ But, now, I've got a chance to get back the belt I never should have lost in the first place. Peter Knight...I've got a lot of respect for him. No problems with him wearing that X around his waist. Sure, he's a little taller than your traditional X-Division wrestler. And sure, he's a little heavier than your traditional X-Division wrestler. Heck, if I hadn't campaigned for whatever weight limit there was left to get dropped so I could get more challengers, he wouldn't have been the champion. But, like I say, much respect for PK. Wright, I don't need to say any more about. And then we've got Jay Richards. Part of 'CSI'. I don't know all that much about him, but if he's anything like his buddy Chris Stevens, I'll enjoy the chance to get my hands on him. Rodez sighs, leaning on Matthews shoulder with a smirk. RODEZ Pray tell Josh. How do you win an Ultimate X Match? MATTHEWS Well, there's chains over the ring in the shape of an X...and you have to shimmy across the chains to the center, where the belt is hanging. Then, you grab the belt and you win. Rodez pats Josh on the back. RODEZ Correct. So, really, it doesn't matter a whole lot who my opponents are at License To Pin. So long as I'm the one to climb across the X, grab the belt and retrieve it...it could be Peter Knight. Christian Wright. Jay Richards. Drek Stone. Zack Malibu. Dr. Steven Pigley. The Vampire Warrior. With a cough to interrupt, Matthews whispers something in Rodez's ear. RODEZ ...really? Him? MATTHEWS *nods* Mulling over his discovery, Rodez stands silently for a few seconds, before Matthews again coughs. RODEZ Wha, wha...Oh, yeah, sorry. Like I was saying...it doesn't matter who it is I'm facing at Ultimate X. Because, after six months as champion and after three months as former champion, the itch has come back. MATTHEWS Oh, man, I know the feeling. Did you sleep with an Asian too? RODEZ The proverbial itch. To be X-Division Champion... MATTHEWS Oh. Of course. Rodez glances at Matthews, eyebrows raised, before shaking the thoughts out of his head. RODEZ It's been a long three months without that X wrapped around my waist. At License To Pin though, nobody and nothing will stop me from climbing across those chains and grabbing my belt back, becoming the two-time...two-time...OAOAST X-Division Champion. Nothing. With a last despairing glance at Matthews, Rodez shakes his head and walks off. COLE It should be quite a main event we have for you tonight, but right now we want to take you back to our main event last week, where Hoff put his #1 contendership for the OAOAST Heavyweight belt against OAOAST legend Some Guy. It was one of the best HeldDOWN matches of the year, but what happened AFTER the match set off some fireworks as well. The HeldDOWN logo swoops across the screen as we wipe to Hoff readying to hit the Somekick on SG. The fans indeed are into it, stomping in the stands and in the aisles as Hoff waves Some Guy up!! The veteran, still feeling the effects of Hoff's elbow, gets to his feet woozily, turning around, RIGHT INTO A SUPER--NO!! Some Guy ducks underneath Hoff's awkward superkick! Some Guy pops to his feet, and Hoff turns around......INTO A SOMEKICK!!!!!! COLE SOMEKICK!! SOMEKICK!! HE GOT IT ALL!! COVER!! Some Guy falls on top of Hoff and Robinson makes the count! ONE!!!!!! TWO!!!!! KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The fans EXPLODE as Hoff gets a shoulder up at the last second!! COLE HE KICKED OUT!! CABOOSE I can't believe it. Some Guy rolls to his knees, looking up at Robinson with a pained expression. Robinson shrugs, telling Some Guy that Hoff got the shoulder up. SG argues with the official, to no avail. -CUT- Some Guy gets to his feet and walks over to Hoff as the big man pulls himself up! Some Guy clubs Hoff in the neck, drawing more jeers from the crowd, before grabbing him by the arm and whipping him toward the ropes....but Hoff holds on, yanking SG back and FLOORING him with the SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE!! The fans erupt as Hoff falls to one knee! COACH AWWW HELL YOU DONE FUCKED UP NOW!! CABOOSE Whaa?! COACH That means Some Guy is in trouble! COLE No doubt about that! Hoff shakes the cobwebs free, then gets to his feet to a monster cheer! Hoff looks down at Some Guy, then slashes his arms, screaming "THIS IS IT!!" COLE THIS IS IT!! The fans EXPLODE as Hoff, with a dark smile on his face, nods before turning back to Some Guy. Hoff picks the legend up off the mat, grabbing his head from behind and hooking him up for the hottest finisher in wrestling today!! COLE The Future Shock!! If Hoff hits this, there is no question, it WILL be over! CABOOSE I can't believe I'm cheering for Some Guy, but....COME ON, SOME GUY!! Hoff, with a grunt, grabs Some Guy and HOISTS HIM UP....but Some Guy flips through the move and lands on his feet behind Hoff!! COLE Oh!! Some Guy seizes the moment, shoving Hoff into the ropes! Hoff comes off, INTO A SOMEKICK--but Hoff catches the boot and TURNS IT INTO THE ANKLELOCK!!! COLE OH MY GOD!! COACH THE ANKLELOCK!! COLE THE ANKLELOCK!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! AXEL Ho-ly hell. The fans ERUPT, DROWNING the arena in cheers as Hoff cinches in his trademark submission hold! Some Guy tries to drag himself to the ropes, but Hoff pulls him back to the center of the ring! Robinson checks on Some Guy, asking for a submission, but Some Guy waves him off!! COLE How much longer can Some Guy hold on?! Hoff screams for SG to tap...but Some Guy rolls through, somersaulting under Hoff, flipping the big man over!! And Hoff KEEPS THE HOLD APPLIED!! The big man finds his feet, still twisting the ankle of Some Guy! Some Guy makes a desparate grasp for the nearby ropes, but he can't reach....and he TAPS!! *ding ding ding ding ding* COLE HE GOT HIM!! "Black" hits, and Hoff throws down Some Guy's ankle before Robinson raises his hand in victory. BUFFER The winner of this contest, and STILL #1 contender....HOFF!!!!! Hoff pulls his arm away from Robinson and hops onto the nearest corner, ROARING in victory as the fans chant his name. WHOOOOOOOO are you? Who who who who? The CSI theme fills the arena as Chris Stevens walks out in slow motion, and Hoff looks at him in confusion. STEVENS Hoff, congratulations. I mean it. It was a hard fought victory, and you earned it, every step of the way. Maybe you learned more from me than I thought. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Hoff GLARES at Stevens as the CSI leader smiles. STEVENS But, buddy, believe me. The match you just went through is nothing compared to what's in store for you at License to Pin. See, I just got off the phone with our lovely GM, Ms. Josie Baker, and she's made you a match that'll knock your socks off. Hoff, it's going to be you, one-on-one, for the #1 contendership of the world.......against BROCK AUSSTIN. COLE WHAT?!? COACH Whoa, baby! What an announcement! Hoff's jaw drops, the big man rendered speechless. On the ramp, Jay Richards makes "spooky" fingers at Hoff while Stevens grins. STEVENS So good luck, Hoff, because at LTP, you are gonna need it. "Who Are You" hits, and CSI turns and heads behind the curtain. In the ring, Hoff looks down the ramp, then turns his gaze to the floor, shaking his head in disbelief. COLE So this Sunday, at License to Pin, Brock Ausstin will get a shot at the #1 contendership. Last we saw Brock seemed to be on the outs with CSI, but it seems that they are back on the same page. CABOOSE Of course Cole; when you're with Chris Stevens, good things happen. When you're against him......not so good things happen. COLE We're taking our last commercial break of the evening. Tag team main event is NEXT! Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 *GOOOOONG!* "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The fans in Buffalo once again groove in the aisles at the entrance of Leon Rodez, who is his typically fun-loving self as he struts down the aisle, slapping hands with the fans. He spots the woman he was dancing with earlier and mimes giving her some flowers. BUFFER The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall with TV time remaining. Introducing first: from Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at 228 pounds, the Silky Smooth One Llllleonnnn Rodezzzzzz!!! Rodez climbs onto the apron, his golden robe flowing behind him and steps through the ropes, showing off his dance skills to the crowd until Raidohead’s Creep blasts over the PA while a single spotlight focuses on Christian Wright stepping through the curtain with Bohemoth at his side. He doesn’t pull his hood back as usual, choosing instead to just walk down the ramp to the ring. BUFFER And his tag team partner: Being accompanied to the ring by HI-YAH Heavyweight champion Bohemoth, from Raliegh, North Carolina, weighing in at 233 pounds….Chrrrrristiaaaaaan Wriiiiiiiiight!!! Bohemoth holds the ropes open for his boss and the two heated rivals simply stare at each other. The lip readers in the crowd catch Rodez saying “I won’t try anything if you won’t, but everything’s out the window on Sunday.” They continue trading words and don’t even notice Nickelback’s Saturday Night’s All Right blaring over the speakers, announcing the arrival of their opponents. “BOOOOOOOOOOO!!” BUFFER And their opponents. First: Being accompanied to the ring by Jumbo, from Orange City, Iowa, weighing in at 199 pounds….CSI member Jaaaaaay Riiiiiichaaaaaaards!!!! Jay cockily bounds down the aisle with Jumbo following. He stops at Rodez’ woman and mimes taking her flowers and stomping on them. He hops up onto the apron and over the top rope, thrusting his arms into the air and letting out a big “WHOOOOOO!” while Rodez and Wright STILL argue. Jay hits the corner and jabs his thumb in his chest, declaring “I’M THE NEXT CHAMP!!” He hops off just as the beginning beats of Oh Hell Yeah brings the fans to their feet once again. “YEAHHHHHHHH!!” The blue strobes at the entrance flash around Peter Knight as he walks out onto the stage, X-Title belt strapped around his waist. BUFFER And his partner: From Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is the reigning X-Division Champion……Peterrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiight!! COLE Mr. Watts, the CEO of the OAOAST made this match earlier tonight as a preview to these four men competing in an Ultimate X Match this Sunday at License to Pin. I would be a bit annoyed by this development if I was the X-Champion right now. CABOOSE Oh definitely; Rodez might “respect” him as champion, but don’t tell me he isn’t thinking about softening the champ up, just like Wright and Richards are. Knight climbs into the ring and raises his belt into the air, immediately getting the attention of the other three men in the ring. COACH This might be the last time PK is able to do that. The two teams discuss (more like argue about) who will start the match. Rodez waves Wright to the outside, telling him “Watch and learn”. Meanwhile, Richards looks over to Leon and talks some smack, not noticing until he turns back to his corner that his partner has stepped out onto the apron. COLE So it looks like we’re going to have Richards and Rodez start this one. The two circle and lockup, with Richards grabbing a headlock, but Rodez shoots him off the ropes, dropping down and letting Jay hop over him before quickly getting back up and taking him over with a hiptoss. Jay charges into an armdrag, followed by another, and yet another. He charges again, leapfrogging over Rodez and going for a clothesline on the rebound, but Rodez ducks and turns. A jab A jab A jab A jab A jab A blown kiss to the fans, a step forward and…. *SMACK* A running enziguri to the back of Richards’ head, sending him flopping to the mat. “YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!” COACH MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT!! Jay crawls to the corner, holding the back of his head and looks up to see his partner smiling, trying to stifle a chuckle at his difficulty. Jay gets to his feet and slaps PK’s hand to tag him in. PK points to himself and shrugs his shoulders before stepping through the ropes to a cheer of anticipation from the crowd. COLE All right, we’re about to see the current X-Champion go toe-to-toe with the man that held it for 6 months and, as he said, carried the division. Rodez offers his hand in a gesture of sportsmanship and PK quickly shakes it before they circle and lock up. Rodez grabs a side headlock and PK lifts him up for a back suplex, but Rodez pushes himself forwards and takes PK over, the headlock still applied. PK rolls Rodez onto his shoulders. 1….. Rodez rolls back to the previous position. PK tries again, bridging this time to get more leverage 1…. 2…. And Rodez releases the hold to escape and rolls away to his corner. The crowd gives them some appreciative applause as both men sit on their knees. Rodez gets to his feet and turns towards Wright, who is yelling at him to make the tag. Rodez extends his hand…..but pulls it away at the last second, sweeping it through his hair. Wright yells for him to stop goofing around as PK comes up from behind and grabs a waistlock, taking Rodez over in the middle of the ring and grabs a front facelock. COLE Peter Knight showing here that he can take it to the mat when he wants to, on top of being one of the best brawlers and power wrestlers in the OAOAST. Rodez gets to his knees while in the hold, grabbing PK’s tights to get to his feet. Knight hooks Rodez’ tights and goes for a suplex, but Leon blocks it. PK tries again, but again, it is blocked and instead, Rodez wraps his arms around Knight and takes him over with a Northern Lights suplex. 1….. 2….. But it only gets two. Rodez grabs Knight by the hair and brings him to his corner, tagging Wright in for real this time. Wright whips Knight into the ropes and takes him down with a drop toe hold, immediately going for the left knee. COACH Wright being smart and going for the previously weakened left knee of Knight, the same one he worked on last week. Wright drives his own knee into it and pulls back on the foot, the pain returning for Knight. Wright stomps the back of the knee hard a few times before lifting it clear off the mat and slamming it back down hard. Wright walks over to Rodez and tags him in, pointing at Knight and ordering Leon to wear him down. Rodez is reluctant, but referee Tim White orders him in, telling him he has no choice. Rodez reluctantly steps through the ropes, grabbing Knight’s left leg and driving an elbow into the knee, holding it there and wrapping his own legs around Knight’s for more pressure. COLE Rodez doesn’t seem to like the situation he is in right now, but he can’t just refuse to come in. CABOOSE Oh bullocks! Like I said, Rodez would love to impair Knight going into Sunday’s match; that would make one less competitor to worry about. Rodez releases the knee and drags PK over to the corner, tagging Wright back in. He kicks the knee a few times, and turns him over into a half Boston crab, bending the knee back. Wright continues to work the knee for a few minutes as the crowd tries to help rally Knight. Rodez even slaps the turnbuckle to try and get a rhythmic clap going for him. Wright slaps on a rear chinlock to try and wear Knight down some more. “LETS GO PE-TER” *clap clap clapclapclap* “LETS GO PE-TER” *clap clap clapclapclap* “LETS GO PE-TER” *clap clap clapclapclap* “LETS GO PE-TER” *clap clap clapclapclap* White checks Knight’s arm and it falls on the first try. Another check, another drop. He brings it up for the third time……and this time it stays up! “YEAHHHHHH!!!!” Knight shakes his fist and struggles to get to his feet, taking Wright up with him. Wright tries to put more pressure on to take back control, but PK hooks him and….. *BAM* takes him down with a backdrop suplex, both men lying prone on the canvas! “YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” COLE No matter what, this guy WON’T give up! Tim White starts the count: 1! 2! 3! 4! ….Knight turns on his stomach towards his corner and starts to crawl…… 5! …..crawling….. 6! …..crawling…..Wright uses the ropes to get to his feet….. 7! ….the crowd claps and stomps, trying to will Knight over…. 8! …..crawling…… …and makes the tag to Richards, which draws a small cheer from the crowd! Richards punches Wright a few times, backing him into the ropes and shooting him off. Jay uses the ropes to give himself some momentum and charges towards Wright, leaping into the air and nailing him with a flying crossbody. Richards bounds to his feet, shaking his fists before walking over to his corner…..and tagging Knight back in! “BOOOOOOOOOO!” COLE Oh come on! Jay steps aside and motions to Wright that Knight is all his. Christian walks over and forcefully drags Knight, who hops on his good leg, into the ring. Christian twists the left leg, taking him over with a dragon whip and holding onto the leg. He quickly spins around the leg, going for the figure four, but Knight uses his good foot to push Wright off and sends him shoulder first into the post. Knight braces his left leg, stumbling into the opposite corner. Wright gathers his bearings and measures Knight, charging towards him and jumping for a flying knee to the face……but Knight gets out of the way at the last moment, causing Wright to jam his knee on the top turnbuckle. Hobbling, Wright turns…..and Knight trips him, grabbing the legs and stepping in between! “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!” COLE Ace in the Hole!!! PK’s extremely effective submission hold!! Can he turn Wright? Yyyyyyyyyyyyes he can! Knight grabs Wright’s arms and leans back, grimacing in pain with the pressure the hold puts on his own knee. Rodez smiles slightly as Bohemoth hops onto the apron, drawing the referee over. Rodez goes to try and get Bo down but in the ring…. *SMACK* “BOOOOOOOOO!!!” Jay Richards comes in and hits Knight with a low dropkick to the side of his head, breaking the hold. But he has no time to celebrate, as Rodez is on him in a flash, peppering him with rights. “YEAHHHHHHH!!!” The two scuffle towards the ropes and end up spilling to the outside, referee White trying to break them up. Meanwhile, Bohemoth is back in the ring waiting for Knight to get to his feet. COLE NO! Bo grabs Knight’s arm and whips him off the ropes, catching him on the rebound, spinning around and….. *BANG* COACH EROTIC AWAKENING of B~! on the X-Champion. On the outside, Rodez tries to whip Jay into the post, but suddenly he is blindsided by Jumbo. Richards drags him to his feet and sends him into the ring steps. Richards drags him to in front of Jumbo, who takes one step forward and drives all his body weight onto Rodez. Meanwhile, Wright sits on the top rope, calling for White to get back into the ring before leaping……. *WHAM* And this time connecting with the Holy Grail frog splash on Knight. White slides into the ring as Wright hooks the leg. 1…….. 2…….. 3!!! *DING DING* CABOOSE He did it! He pinned the champion! Wright rolls off Knight and thrusts his arms into the air, quickly being joined by Bohemoth. BUFFER Lllladies and gentlemen, here are your winners, the team of Christian Wright and Leon Rodez!! Wright high fives Bo as Richards and Jumbo climb into the ring as well. Jay has a cocky smile on his face as he and Jumbo applaud Wright’s victory. Jay extends his hand and wishes Wright luck on Sunday. COLE Look at this, the happy family. Wright looks over to Bohemoth with a slight smirk, and Bo seems to smell what he’s cooking because he returns it. Wright respectfully nods and accepts the handshake. Richards turns to leave…..but Wright holds onto his hand, pulling him forward, sticking his hands in Richards’ armpits and..... *BAM* Driving him to the mat with the Wright Off! “BOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Jumbo charges at Wright, but Christian sidesteps him and sends Jumbo off the ropes. Bohemoth steps in his path, catching Jumbo off the rebound and..... *BAM* “Ooooooooooh!” COACH Erotic Awakening of B~! on the big man! Oh yeah, Wright’s focused for the gold on Sunday. There will be no friendships or alliances in the Ultimate X Match! Bohemoth laughs at the fallen CSI members while Christian Wright simply looks to the sky, eyes closed. COLE Are we looking at the new X-Champion? Tune into License to Pin this Sunday night for what looks to be a real explosive card. For the Coach and Caboose, I’m Michael Cole, enjoy the PPV folks, we’ll see you next week! Fade to black Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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