Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 29, 2005 (edited) TV-14 L,V * DUN DUN DUN DUNNA, DUN DUN DUNNA * Across a river, over a bunch of mountains, through fields, sweeping past trees and bushes, hovering over the skyline of New York City, the OAOAST logo flies through the air...before sweeping down, brushing past an elderly man who seems understandably shocked to see six over-sized letters fly past him. The logo continues going, nearing a house...which luckily, a woman is leaving, meaning the logo can sweep through the open door, continuing on down the hallfway and into the living room where a young kid is sat on his computer. It sweeps past him, hitting the computer...which explodes with a flash, lighting up much to the kid shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! FADE IN: Michael Cole, in a suit and tie, strapped on a metal table, struggling to free himself. Lots of electrical crackling in the background. "Macho Man" Randy Savage, Taz (with one "Z" because he has the power of the black towel over his head), the Headshrinkers, THE SHOCKMASTER and ISSAC YANKEM, DDS (we put the wig and goatee on, baby) serve as guards! The room goes dark, a gold spotlight falling over Cole's body. He lifts his head and looks over his shoulder, a figure fastly approaching. MAN (Off-Screen.) Mikey, Mikey, Mikey! Cole recognizes the voice. COLE Coachman! The lights come back up, The Coach now standing next to Cole. COACH Great entrance, huh? COLE What's your gimmick, Coach? COACH Your typical black man driven by sex and greed. What about you, Michael? COLE ... COACH Lemme answer that for you. You're a horrible announcer. Once I get rid of you The Coach will be the new voice of the OAOAST. COLE Get rid of me? The Coach reaches up and pulls a curtain off an object hanging above Cole. COLE A LASER BEAM~! MACHO MAN Oh, yeah! Dig it?! COACH My own personal dentist, Issas Yankem, will use to always popular laser beam to "pull out," if you will, your vocal cords. COLE Is this gonna hurt? YANKEM, DDS (breathing heavily) A...lot. Heh Heh Heh Heh. Yankem mans the laser. He moves the barrel of the laser slowly up Cole's body, including an extended go-around Cole's groin region before targeting in on the throat area. He pulls it back. COACH There's your free preview, Mikey. The next time it's for real. COLE If it's between speaking now and forever holding my piece, well, I'll choose to speak now. I don't have much of a piece. COACH That's why I chose to go after your voice, stupid. Macho Man, what's next on The Coach's to-do list? MACHO MAN Uh-huh, yeah, let's see. (reading clipboard through Macho Glasses) Number 1: Becoming voice of the OAOAST? Check. Number 2: Tap Halle Berry's ass. Oh, yeah! Tap it! COACH (laughing) Tap it, indeed. Issac, start a-drilling, baby. It's time for The Coach to start thinking of that ass. COLE You're forgetting one thing! Since this is all about you being the voice of the OAOAST, if I don't show up, J.R. replaces me! COACH Not a chance. He's old and fat. Start 'er up, Kane-- I mean, Issac Yankem, DDS. The laser cranks up. COLE Well, he knows what I know! COACH You know nothing! COLE Oh, yeah? MACHO MAN Oh, yeah! COLE License to Pin. Gunner Sharps vs. CWM vs. Tony Brannigan vs. Axel for the World Title. The street fight between Zack Malibu and Dan Black. Ultimate X. #1 contender's match for the World Title at AngleSlam. Need I go further? COACH I already know that. COLE What the major announcement? COACH DAYUM~! You got me there, Mikey. What is it? COLE Not saying unless I'm taken to Sofa Central. COACH You won't talk? You don't wanna talk?! Looks like somebody is in store for a Tazmission. Taz! GLASS SHATTERS! And it isn't Stone Cold! Through the skylight comes... ...JESSE "THE BODY" VENTURA! Or more appropriately, "Commando" Jesse Ventura. VENTURA It's my way or the highway. The "guards" storm Ventura. The Shockmaster trips over a wire and knocks himself out on the edge of the metal table. The Macho Man breaks a hip running toward Ventura. Jesse takes care of the Headshrinkers by throwing a turkey carcass to them, which the Shrinkers tear up. Issac Yankem steps off the beam, raises his arms up and drops them down. Nothing. Yankem hangs his head and exits without a fight. It's down to Taz and Jesse. Taz pops his knuckles. Ventura and Taz meet face to face. TAZ Prepare to bleed, old man. VENTURA I ain't got time to bleed. TAZ Beat me if you can... Jesse removes the towel from Taz's head, leaving the Human Suplex Machine powerless. Ventura with a LOW BLOW, followed by a backhand slap and right cross. Taz is knocked into the laser beam, causing the beam to off-center and prematurely go off, shooting Cole in the eye! We see the entire room ‑- Cole screaming in pain, Yankem gone, the Headshrinkers sitting on the floor Indian-style still eating their turkey, the Shockmaster unconscious, Tazz laid out, and Jesse standing tall. The Coach quietly reappears, with an EVIL MIDGET. No, it's GARY F'N' COLEMAN! Coach swings Coleman like a baseball bat, missing Ventura's head and hitting the beam, saving Michael Cole from any further damage. "The Body" takes Coach out with an back elbow, sending Coach reeling back and cracking the camera with his skull. FADE TO: Blackness. A hard rock instrumental plays in the background, as a giant RUBIK's CUBE comes flying into view, clips of OAOAST superstars in action playing. THE OAOAST Presents... LICENSE TO PIN Starring... WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE Gunner Sharps vs. CWM vs. Tony Brannigan vs. Axel © Featuring... #1 CONTENDER'S MATCH FOR WORLD TITLE @ ANGLESLAM Hoff vs. Brock Ausstin ULTIMATE X MATCH FOR THE X-TITLE Leon Rodez vs. Christian Wright vs. Jay Richards vs. Peter Knight © HEARTLAND TITLE BARBED WIRE LADDER MATCH Chris Stevens vs. Alfdogg © $7,500 BOUNTY MATCH Brodie Lewis vs. World Women's Champion Jenny Adams STREET FIGHT Dan Black vs. Zack Malibu INTERGENDER TAG TEAM MATCH "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican & Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez vs. Otaku II & Ayane Mitsui The Heavenly Rockers vs. New New Midnight Express Black Widow vs. Lillith Special Guest Star... Stephen Joseph BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! B O O M ~ ! Jesse "The Body" Ventura rides down the ramp on HARLEY DAVIDSON motorcycle. He gets off the Harley, pumping his fists and enters the ring, where Tony Schiavone awaits. LIVE SKYDOME TORONTO, CANADA SCHIAVONE To borrow a line from The Coach -- great entrance, Jess. VENTURA As only "The Body" can do it. Was my performance in the opening great or what, Schiavone? It was like a combination of young Brando and Eastwood. SCHIAVONE Who knows, maybe you'll be up for a Razzie next year. Jesse shoots Schiavone a damning look. SCHIAVONE There was a baseball game played here earlier today, but now the wrestling world turns its eye to the Skydome in Toronto, Canada. Hi again, everyone. Tony Schiavone, alongside Jesse "The Body" Ventura. We'll be with you throughout the night. Triple C will be calling the action from Sofa Central. 11 great matches. 3 championship matches. But before we go to the ring for our opening match, I understand J.R. is standing by backstage with a major announcement from "Cowboy" Bill Watts. VENTURA He's gonna resign? CUT TO: BACKSTAGE INTERVIEW POSTION J.R. and Bill Watts standing in front of a roating LTP logo and other gambling references. J.R. Thank you, Tony and Jess. It's certainly great to be back doing what I love to do, albeit in abbreviated form. I'm here with the Executive Vice President of OAOAST Entertainment, Mr. "Cowboy" Bill Watts. Bill, a lot of rumors have been circulating online concerning Joise Baker as it pertains to her being General Manager. What can you tell us? WATTS That's right, Jim, there have been a lot of rumors and innuendo floating around, so let me address them head-on. Fans who have watched OAOAST programming over the last couple of months have seen the company go from law and order to a state of lawlessness. The Board called an emergency session last night, which Joise Baker was asked to attended but chose not to, and it concluded with a vote of no confidence in Ms. Baker. Therefore, effective 12 a.m. last night Ms. Baker was removed from her duties as General Manager. It was a tough decision, but one that had been brewing for months now. We appreciate Ms. Baker's hard work but we decided it was time to make a change. As I said, this decision had been coming for months now. Ms. Baker knew the Board was going to hold a vote on her and she knew we had begun interviewing candidates for the position. Well I can tell you that we have found a replacement. This person has experience in management and the pitch given to the Board blew us all away. The contract is being finalized as we speak and the new General Manager was be introduced this Thursday night. But that doesn't take away from the great action we have in store for tonight, Jim. Canada has a great wrestling -- and I stress the word wrestling -- tradition. Canadians know there wrestling, and they're gonna it like only the OAOAST can provide. So let's go hook 'em up! J.R. Let's go to Michael Buffer. Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) "Chase" hits, and the New New Midnight Express get a surprisingly large pop, as they're lead to the ring by Jim Cornette. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the opening contest at License to Pin is tag team action set for one fall. Introducing first, being lead to the ring by their manager Jim Cornette, weighing 545 pounds, the New New Midnight Express! CUT TO: SOFA CENTRAL Triple C dressed in their Sunday best. The Coach and Caboose stare at Michael Cole, who has a patch over his eye. Caboose raises the microphone to his mouth. COLE (waving off Caboose) I know. Method acting. COACH No offense, Mikey. COLE I liked you better when all you said was "dayum." CABOOSE Now, that's offensive. COLE Guys, let's get onto serious business, and that is we are live from the Skydome in Toronto for License to Pin. Every License to Pin has been memorable in one way or another. We'll opening with a big grudge match, the New New Midnight Express vs. the Heavenly Rockers. And still to come, our HUGE -- and I mean, HUGE -- main event, maybe the biggest of all-time, as one of 4 men will look to make tonight a memorable one as either Gunner Sharps, CWM, Tony Brannigan or Axel will walk out with the OAOAST Championship. We'll talk more about that later on. Back up to Michael Buffer. BUFFER And their opponents. From Sin City, accompained to the ring by Arista publicist Holly-Wood, weighing 448 pounds, the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time...THE HEAVENLYYYYY RRRRROCKERS! The pop the Midnights got pales in comparison to the one received by the Heavenly Rockers, as "G's & Soliders" blast through the speakers. Holly-Wood sends the male hormones into overdrive as she comes out wearing a sexy policewoman outfit with all the trimmings -- badage, hat, nightstick, which she bangs against her hand and strokes. COLE Wow! Does Holly, or should I say Officer Holly look great tonight or what? COACH (breathless) I'm a human bottle of Viagra right now. CABOOSE I hear sex-enhancing drugs can make you go blind. COACH Oh, The Coach is willing to go blind tonight, 'Boosey. Look at those legs. Her belly -- it's pierced! I'd love to know what's under that navy blue skirt-- COLE Quit acting like this is happy hour, Coach. We may be on pay-per-view, but we're still in family hour. The music dies down and everybody gets set to go. The men and women, because we cater to all demos, still drooling over Holly's attire. Even the Midnights and Cornette can't help not to look. Narcissistic Ned's eyes filled with lust. The Handsome Hustler jiggles both pecs, smirking. Holly makes a barfing gesture, sticking her finger in her mouth. Ned scoffs, the camera picking him up saying "She wants me--bad." Logan pats Holly in the rear on her way out, she responds by playfully smacking Logan in the BUTT with the nightstick. The two kiss and Holly steps down the ring steps. Charles Robinson calls for the bell. * DING DING * COLE License to Pin is officially underway. Sarcastic Simon and Synth starting out for their teams. Those of you who joined us for HeldDOWN... CABOOSE About 6 million people. COLE (CONT'D) ...saw the shocking footage of the Heavenly Rockers being ambushed at a Dairy Queen parking lot by men in president's masks. Everybody's pointing fingers at the New New Midnight Express, rightfully so, in my opinion, due to their sheer and utter contempt for each other. The Midnights were held off television while an investigation was done, angering Jim Cornette who once again threw out the threat of a lawsuit like he always does when something doesn't go his way. COACH You forgettin' the good stuff, Mikey. Tell the people how the Heavenly Rockers declined to press charges like morons and blamed the NNMX without proof they were the one's behind the attack. They or the Board couldn't prove it, but they still forced James E. and his boys to face the Heavenly Rockers if they wanted back in. COLE They didn't have to agree to it. They had their appeal heard... COACH Which took 2 weeks to setup. COLE (CONT'D) ...and they agreed to this. Sarcastic Simon is ready to go, but Synth asks for a moment. He struts to a netural corner and moonwalks back to Saints Central, i.e. the Heavenly Rockers corner, drawing a big pop from the crowd and the ire of the New New Midnight Express and Jim Cornette. Collar-and-elbow tie-up, Synth backed into the corner. COLE Will we get a clean break? Apparently so -- NO! Synth gets out of the way of a right hand, Sarcastic Simon hitting nothing but turnbuckle. The Synthmeister hammering away on the Sultan of Sarcasm in the corner. Singleton whipped across the ring. Back bodydrop! Narcissistic Ned coming in to aid his partner. And Logan takes him out with a SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE! The New New Midnight Express trapped in the corner. The crowd getting involved, counting along as the Heavenly Rockers climb onto the second turnbuckle and drive their fists into the skulls of the Midnights. Synth and Logan get back down and glance at one another, nodding their heads in agreement. They whip Singleton and Blanchard across the ring, Synth and Logan charging right behind, the two forming an "X" as they swoosh past each other, oddly enough. DOUBLE MONKEY FLIP out of the corners! The Midnights getting up dazed. DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE over the top rope to the floor! The Heavenly Rockers dominating the opening minutes of this match. COLE Let's see if we can pick up what Jim Cornette is telling his men. CABOOSE With $20,000 cameras, we better be able to pick up audio. Corny gets motivational, huddling together with Simon and Ned. "They're in the ring, our domain, celebrating," he tells them. "Get back in their and show 'em how it's done. Forget about what's happened. They're running on adreanline. Slow it down. They can't wrestle with us. Make them wrestle." Sarcastic Simon is patted on the back by Jim and Ned on the way back in. COACH That motivated me. COLE Say what you will about Cornette, but he is one of the best ever. He's managed champions in every promotion he's been in. Singleton approches Synth with his left hand raised, wanting a Grecko-Roman knucklelock. Synth cautiously locks up, and pays the price, getting popped in the face with a Sarcastic Simon right hand. CABOOSE The experience of Sarcastic Simon evident there, suckering in his opponent into a false sense of security and then, boom! It's not hard to sucker a rock star, you know. COLE I had the pleasure of speaking with Synth for a few minutes, and people would be surprised to learn how bright he is. CABOOSE So he knows 2 + 2 = 4. Big deal. COLE No. Synth sent head-first into the top turnbuckle. Cornette told his men to slowen the pace of the ring, and they have certainly done that. The crowd has since quieted. Simon calling for the knee. Synth driven into Narcissistic Ned's knee. Good teamwork from the two-time World tag team champions. Tag made. Narcissistic Ned coming in for the first time tonight. Vertical suplex. First cover of the night. ONE... KICKOUT. Ned scoopes Synth up, Synth floating over and shoving Blanchard into Saints Central. Ned frantically tries getting out of the Heavenly Rockers' corner, but Synth holds him long enough to make the tag to Logan. The crowd EXPLODES, as Logan comes in firing on the man who has caused him and Holly problems for months. Narcissistic Ned bails outside, Logan following after. Blanchard slides back in and is booed mecrilessly as he quickly tags out. Sarcastic Simon stomping Logan on the way in. He picks Mann off the mat and stuns him against the ropes with right hands. Simon grabs Mann's left arm, his Irish whip reversed. To the ropes goes Singleton. Logan setting up for a powerslam, but Simon stops in his tracks and kicks Mann in the ribs. Bodyslam attempted, but Logan floats over the top and connects with that snapping left hook! COLE Man, I tell you, folks, that left rang all the way from Toronto to Texas. Singleton goes down like he's been shot. An irate Jim Cornette jumps on the apron and demands the referee check the black glove on Logan's left hand. COLE I'd would assume the glove's already been checked, otherwise he wouldn't be allowed to wrestle with it. But the referee goes along with James E.'s request. Holly and Cornette screaming at each other from opposite ends of the ring. I don't think Cornette would want to get physcial with Holly, in more ways than one. COACH Holly blowin' off Cornette. COLE That didn't sound right. CABOOSE Of course it bloody well didn't. You'd understand it better if it were Bob Holly blowing off-- COLE All right, that's enough. The glove checks out clean. Cornette still isn't buying it, but that's too damn bad. Now he and Logan are exchanging words. Sarcastic Simon sneaking up behind Mann. Watch out behind you! At the last second, Logan moves out of the way and Sarcastic Simon runs straight into Jim Cornette on the apron. Singleton staggers back towards Logan. GUTBUSTER! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! "TWO!" COACH Two! I just remembered we're in Canada! Heh. COLE Simon's ribs are still a bit tender from that blow he took from the nightstick about 3 weeks back on the most-watched wrestling show on Thursday nights, HeldDOWN. CABOOSE From who? COLE Logan. CABOOSE That's right. And I didn't see you complaining about that horrible act. COLE I admit, it wasn't very sportsmenlike. But there's another man lusting over his girlfriend. COACH What's wrong with that? I lust over Halle Berry. COLE But you didn't send two thugs to put a little "scare" into her, or jump her boyfriend and fellow friend in the parking lot of a fast food joint. Oh, look at this! Logan SLINGSHOTS Narcissistic Ned into the ring. Logan grabs Sarcastic Simon. I think we're gonna have ourselves a meeting of the minds, guys. DOUBLE NOGGIN KNOCKER! Ned falls back through the ropes, landing safely on the apron. Logan takes Sarcastic Simon over to his corner, where a tag is made. Mann slams Singleton near the corner. Synth pulls himself onto the second rope and drops an ELBOW across the chest of the Sultan of Sarcasm. The cover. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Sarcastic Simon hit with another gutbuster. Synth following up with kicks to the ribs. Cornette jumps back on the apron, and he's NAILED with a right hand! As Sarcastic Simon pulls himself up on the ropes, the Heavenly Rockers with another tag. Logan comes back in and unleashes a fury of double-axehandles to the back. Mann with an old school backbreaker/rib-breaker. He goes up to the top, his back facing Singleton. MOONSAULT! ONE... TWO... Ned pulls Logan off, diving out of the ring before Logan can have a chance to get up. Blanchard taunts a couple of the fans ringside. In the background, we see Mann hitting the ropes, he nails Ned in the back with a BASEBALL SLIDE that sends the Handsome Hustler running into and over the security railing, nearly knocking over a beautiful African-American women's Coke bottle! COLE Well, at least the Coke is safe. CABOOSE Now, that didn't sound right. COACH It would of been more of an accomplishment if it had been beer. And somebody get me that chick's number. She's smokin' hot. Cornette helps Ned back over the railing. Meanwhile, Sarcastic Simon lunges at Logan, Mann ducking down and backdropping Singleton over the top rope, but Simon lands on on his feet on the apron. He rams his shoulder through the middle rope and slingshots over Logan for a sunset flip, but he lands hard on his back and isn't able to follow through because of the damage done to his ribs. Logan capitalizes, using the middle rope as a springboard for a legdrop. Lateral press, hooking the leg. ONE... TWO... SIMON GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE! Mann lifts Singleton up and places him on the top turnbuckle. He goes up top, all the way to the top. COLE Oh, my! Logan getting some serious aiiiiiiir. TOP ROPE SUPERPLEX! The crowd gives the high-impact move a round of applause. The superplex taking as much out of Logan as it did Simon. Logan, grabbing the back of his neck, walks over to Saints Central and makes the tag. Synth climbs to the top. He's thrown off and crashes all his body weight down onto Sarcastic Simon with a big splash. THE ROCKET LAUNCHER! CABOOSE The New New Midnight Express might get beat with their own move! COACH That's like the pitcher getting a home run, or the kicker making a tackle. Not only is it wrong, it just isn't supposed to happen. COLE Charles Robinson with the count. ONE... TWO... Narcissistic Ned comes flying into view, breaking up the count. Ned keeps a close eye on Logan on the way up, and when he sees him stick one leg into the ring he acts like he's going back to his corner. When the referee stops Logan from entering, Narcissistic Ned picks Synth up and spikes his head into the mat with a JUMPING PILEDRIVER! He drags Simon back to their corner. Despite Logan and Holly's best efforts, Charles turns around too late. By the time he does the damage has been done and all he sees is Sarcastic Simon reaching up and tagging Narcissistic Ned, who quickly falls on Synth. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE Ned places both hands on his head. He, nor Jim Cornette can believe Synth somehow kicked out. Narcissistic Ned runs over to Saints Central and SHOVES Logan, baiting him into the ring, allowing him and Sarcastic Simon to double-team Synth in the corner. And Synth fights back! He fights out of the corner with American made right hands and elbows. Blanchard breaks the momentum by RAKING the eyes. Ned pulls Synth out of the corner just to whip him back, but Synth absores the impact and charges out of the corner, leveling the Handsome Hustler with a clothesline! The Synthmeister hits the far side. Spinning back elbow. Sarcastic Simon caught coming in with a hip toss. Synth throws him over the top. Ned brought down by a clothesline. But Synth goes to the well one too many times, being pulled down after going for a third clothesline in about a 30 second span. He reaches through the ropes and grabs a handful of Sarcastic Simon's curly hair. Jim Cornette cocks the TENNIS RACKET... * TWHACK * COLE DAMN HIM! Synth goes down in a heap, cradling his right arm, writhing in pain. That's that same arm the Midnights injured earlier this year. If you recall, Synth walked around for weeks in a cast -- a soft cast, but a cast is a cast. A tag is made. Sarcastic Simon now the legal man. Singelton grabs Synth's arm and drags him to the corner, where he exits the ring and SLAMS Synth's arm against the RINGPOST. He does it again. Luckily, Synth is able to roll away. Simon rips the sparkling silver glove on Synth's right hand and stomps the fingers. Synth trying to keep that hand away from Singleton, but with it hurting Simon is easily able to get ahold of it. The Synthmeister brought back to a vertical case, Sarcastic Simon hammerlocking the arm behind the back and slamming Synth on the mat. Hammerlock slam. Synth pulls the arm out from under his back, Simon dropping to his knees and BITING Synth's fingers! With a wristlock firmly applied, Simon drags Synth to the corner and makes a tag to Narcissistic Ned. Blanchard applies a hammerlock and drives Synth back into the corner repeatedly. COLE Wristlocked once again applied, the New New Midnight Express zeroing in on the arm. Tag made. Sarcastic Simon going back up to the top. Not a lot of high-flying so far in this match. Singleton and Mann are the most likely to fly, with Synth going up occasional and Narcissistic Ned hardly at all. Singelton off the top with a double-axehandle. He goes back to the wristlock and tags Ned back in, surprisingly enough. Blanchard OFF THE TOP with a double-axehandle! We were just talking about how little Ned comes off the top, and there you go. The Midnights with another quick tag. Singelton off the top with a KNEE DROP to the arm! Wow! CABOOSE There's enough tag. In the early going I'd say the Heavenly Rockers were dominating the tags, but the Midnight must have pulled away by a wide margin now. The good thing about quick tags, besides keeping the team fresh, is that they frustrate the other team. They see you tagging at will and it really demoralizes the other team. COLE I doubt the Heavenly Rockers will get demoralized. Sarcastic Simon goes back to the wristlock, Synth breaking free with a knee to the gut. He tries following up with a hip toss, but the arm gives out and Singleton hip tosses Synth over and into a short-arm scissors. Charles Robinson asking if Synth wants to give it up. Like he'll say, "yeah, I quit." COACH You never know. I once asked the hottest girl in High School if she wanted to sleep with me and she said, yes. Simon reaches up and tags Ned. Ned feeling froggy tonight, going back up to the top and dropping a knee across the injured right arm of Synth. Ned places his foot on the ribs of Synth and pulls on the arm. Synth making sure the referee knows he doesn't want to quit as he screams at the top of his lungs. Blanchard drops a couple of elbows down on the arm, then sits against Synth, wrenching the arm back. Synth uses his free arm to place his forearm under Ned's throat and pull back. Ned's eyes look like they're about to pop out of his head, prompting Jim Cornette to say it's a choke. Charles Robinson checks it out and sure enough, it's a choke. ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FI-- COLE Synth finally breaks, but it did what it was intended to do -- free the injured right arm. Cornette tells Narcissistic Ned to finish Synth off. After shaking off the cobwebs, Ned sets Synth up for THE SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. Synth taken up in the air, and he manages to kick back and spring his feet off the top rope and spin around, countering the suplex into a DDT, a.k.a. PERCUSSION! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" The crowd start clapping and stomping their feet, trying to use their energy to give Synth strength. COLE Roll over, Synth. That's all you gotta do. Roll over. Synth no longer has that chance, as Narcissistic Ned rolls onto his stomach. He, too, rolls over onto his stomach and begins crawling to his corner, but Narcissistic Ned wraps his legs around Synth's foot and keeps him grounded. COLE Tag made. Sarcastic Simon out of the corner with an elbow drop to the back of the neck. Synth scooped up and slammed mid-ring. Up to the top goes Singleton, a place he knows well. Logan shakes the top rope, Simon struggling to keep his balance. Charles Robinson gets in Logan's face, warning him. Logan keeps chatting with Charles, allowing Holly to climb on the apron and PUSH Simon off the top. Singleton lies in a fetal position, writhing in pain, grabbing his crotch. COLE Blanchard and Cornette absolutely livid on the outside. Logan and Holly get the crowd going again, slapping the top turnbuckle and ring apron respectively. Synth turns over and makes the dramatic crawl to his corner, scratching and clawing his way. COACH With all the free aid he's getting, you'd think Synth was a third world country. CABOOSE It's a race to the corner. You got one guy with a bad arm, the other who landed on his balls. And the guy who landed on his balls is the first to make the tag. In comes Blanchard. Narcissistic Ned lunges at Synth who makes the dramatic dive to the corner and TAGS in Logan! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" COLE HERE COMES LOGAN! Logan swings over the top rope and kicks Blanchard with boot feet on the way in. Clothesline sends Singleton down. One for Ned as well. Logan picks Ned up by his blonde locks and wails away on the Handsome Hustler. Blanchard screaming for a time out, but gets whipped to the ropes instead. Back bodydrop! Sarcastic Simon attempts to sneak up behind Mann, but Synth wipes him out with a SPINNING HEEL KICK. Ned continues calling for a time out, even signaling for it, as if the referee was deaf or something. Irish whip. Logan ducks down, Ned gutwrenching Mann and up into a Tombstone piledriver position. Mann places both hands on Blanchard's thighs and shifts his weight back, planting Narcissistic Ned into the canvas with a TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, CORNETTE PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! Cornette has the balls to say a fan did it, but Charles Robinson isn't buying it. He EJECTS Cornette from ringside! James E. can't believe it. Holly comes over and turns Cornette around... * BOOM * Holly with a roundhouse right! Charles orders Holly back to her corner. On her way back, that African-American woman with the coke from earlier jumps over the railing and THROWS the Coke cup in Holly's face, which is really filled with YELLOW PAINT! Her skriek from the cold paint running down her body grabs the attention of Logan. As he goes to check on Holly, Narcissistic Ned nails Logan from behind with the 90210 (Enzurgi)! The cover. COLE No! ONE... TWO... THREE! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" * DING DING DING DING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match...THE NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! We see the Midnights and Cornette disappearing through the curtains. Officials out from the back checking on the Heavenly Rockers and handing towels to Holly. COLE DAMN THEM! What a horrible ending to an otherwise great match. The New New Midnight Express just stole a win. But who was that woman? And why did she go after Holly? Oh, man, what a wild way to start off. Hopefully we'll find out more this coming Thursday on HeldDOWNI understand something's going on backstage. Let's go there now. Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) We go backstage where Vitamin X is walking out into the parking lot. He turns to the cameraman and motions for him to follow. VITAMIN X I want you all to see this. I want everyone here to see the true Leroy Parka. I heard he was going to be backstage tonight and I just had to show you how pathetic he's become. VX talks with a smirk as he scans the parking lot for something. VITAMIN X Aha! There's what I was looking for. VX sprints off in the direction of a certain car as the cameraman tries to keep up. The fans watch a shaky picture finally clear up as VX stops in front of a very dirty looking El Camino with a broken side mirror. VITAMIN X Look at this piece of junk! This used to be a fine piece of machinery and now it looks like something you'd find in a redneck's front yard! COLE This is rediculous. CABOOSE Shut it Cole I want to hear this. VITAMIN X Some of Parka's mexican friends must have found it in his yard while they were mow...just kidding...that's terrible of me. The fans boo mercilessly at VX. VITAMIN X Well you know what this car needs? It needs to be rennovated and I think I know the perfect new look for it. Tell you what cameraman, come back later and see how it's coming a long. Just call me Vitamin Xzibit baby! It's time to pimp this ride! COACH I love that show! COLE My God someone needs to tell Parka what's going on! CABOOSE I'm sure he's watching a monitor backstage. I just hope he doesn't run into any *ahem* "problems" trying to get to his car. COLE What do you mean by that? CABOOSE You figure it out Cole. Hold on...well well, according to the back we might get the answer to your question right now. Backstage Parka (in street clothes) is running down the hallways not caring who he bumps into. A young lady carrying drinks gets shoved aside and yells out "Hey!" as Parka makes his way towards the door. Suddenly Parka is blindsided by Mr. Boricua from an adjoining hallway and falls to the ground in pain. The camera pans up to show Boricua with brass knuckles on his hand. BORICUA No one interrupts Vitamin X until he is done! You're gonna love the changes he's made. Boricua laughs as he steps over Parka's body. Parka's lip is busted open pretty badly and a pool of blood is forming on the floor. COLE I can't believe this! CABOOSE What else did you expect? Backstage with Josh Matthews~! OMG Fanboys screeeaaammm! J to the M Two weeks ago, the OAOAST was shocked with the return of Stephen Joseph to active wrestling duty. After having Cuban Wall attack me in his return interview, Stephen Joseph has once again asked for a few minutes of time, to address his unknown opponent tonight. Stephen Joseph Thank you Josh. Nice security detail. Stevie Heyyy, it’s the Sizzle Jizzle of the OAOAST! What’s going… (We interrupt this interview to umm, tell you about Josh’s security detail. Straight from the WWE unemployment line, it’s the bWo, wearing “Josh is Posh” t-shirts…and sadly, only NOVA is wearing a non-midriff exposing shirt. Anyways, it’s the best we could come up with on short notice. Josh only likes certain people, you know…) Stephen Joseph Did he just say? JM I don’t like you. Stephen Joseph Did he just say…Sizzle Jizzle? What the FUCK? Oh, Josh, you’re still here. Wow. I feel so hurt by your comments. So sad. Really. Here, let me get a Kleenex! I’m really a nice guy, really really really (stomps his feet). JM Ummm… Stephen Joseph Oh. Yeah, I forgot. Fellas, meet the Lightning Crew. They’re right behind you. :: The Lightning Crew jumps the bWo (or Fat World Order, really). It being about a 10 on 3 situation, seeing that PRL just has to have every single member of his family and their cousins around him, the battle is over pretty quickly. In fact, its so over right now that I’m not even going to describe it.:: ::oh, and its pretty obvious Josh is having a bathroom problem:: ::And Stephen Joseph grabbed his microphone too, because Josh is currently backing away from the rest of the Lightning Crew…:: Stephen Joseph Pathetic little wretch. And Sizzle Jizzle? I mean, really, who the hell thinks that up? Okay, fans of the OAOAST. While everyone’s been going on about revolution this, problems that, splintering and groups forming, everyone’s missing the biggest event in the Hiiiiistory of the OAOAST right here, right now. And that’s ole BPP returning to the ring. Now, I got a little b*tch of an opponent before License to Pin, a sub-par opponent, one that makes me wonder how seriously the OAOAST is taking my return. And tonight, I don’t even know who my opponent is. Another woman? A retard. How about a dog and pony show! That’s right, I’ll wrestle a damn dog and pony. I’ll wrestle anyone, anything, the bookers put in front of me. And I will win, until someone in the back, one of the “wrestlers” decides that they’ve played enough tiddly-winks and realizes that they might just have cajones enough to face. I don’t understand why, when I ask for a match, every answer I get is “Ohh, I’m busy.” Ohh, I’m booked. I’m looking at YOU Zack Malibu, at you , Mr. Hoffie Woffie, or at you Axel. Heck, Dan won’t return my phone calls, Rodez pretends I’m not here, and Drek’s more interested in having the LC be a security detail. So, whoever I’m facing tonight, I’ll make it quick, and I’ll make it painful. Wall What if it’s a dog and pony? Stephen Joseph Then what I do will be unfucking called for. Wall You gonna commit animal cruelty? Stephen Joseph … Michael Buffer Ladies and Gentleman, the next match is schedule for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, former two-time tag team champion and commissioner of the OAOAST, Sttttteeephhhen Jooosephhh!!! COLE Or…Sizzle Jizzle CABOOSE Don’t Cole. Remember the last time Stephen pitched a fit over something involving…CENSORED COACH Caboose, we’re not allowed to talk about that over the air anymore. CABOOSE Pansy. “Awww Naww” starts up with Nappy Roots running out of the EntranceWay, as the crowd cheers for NR. Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Ah, y'all done up and done it Man y'all done up and done it ::Fish Scales steps up with the microphone as Stephen Joseph comes out to a chorus of boos. The Cuban Wall is behind him.:: My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook You hear me flippin thru my pages out my favorite notebook The microphone was in the closet (What?) No headphones, we lost it Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin over the faucets No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin to make beats E-Dubz was being a hustler, (Heeeyy man!) all play flirtin all his customers, and flat broke Nappy smokin blacks out on the back po'ch I'm thinkin I got everything a country boy could ask for ::Joseph knocks Elbows with Big V before heading down towards the ring, Big V starts his rap:: Now what we do to get here? (Say dat boy!!) Lay it down and bring it to ya raw (Say dat boy!!) Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for Hated for for the cussin, but the hatred it made us cuss more Held on, but it was hard - stepped up, took charge Ran through what we scared of, but what was we afraid for? Look at what we made of, hard times done made us Being here is alright, but MUST believe we won't fall! Them country boys on the rise! With them big fat wheels on the side! Peep them vertical grills on the ride! And aw-awww-awww-awwwww! Them country boys With them big fat wheels Peep the vertical grills And awwwwwwww! ::Saan and Skinny DeVille are next up, as Stephen Joseph scales the ring steps, soaking in the boos that come with finally being on an OAOAST PPV, wrestling, again:: My yegga, we hogwild, bet that from that roota to that toota-file Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred-spokes Skullied on that front po'ch, plus you know they got 'dro Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill Interstate 65 headin down to Cashville Glass filled, to the tippy-top, back-seat Benz Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane A long time, a gravel road, to cash and fame and sold my soul To Hell and back, and back and forth, with same jeans and nappy 'fro {Repeat Hook over this part} Them country boys With them big fat wheels Peep the vertical grills And awwwwwwww! Michael Buffer And his opponenent… ::Silence:: MOO! I'm called a cow I'm not about to blow it now for all the cows MOO! And out comes THE COW~! With Farmer Jim as Stephen Joseph loses it in the ring, laughing and hitting his head on the post cushion. MOO! Caboose Don’t have a COW Popick! Coach HAHAHAHEHEHOHOHIHI COLE Fans, this has got to be a first. Farmer Jim leads THE COW~! Down to the ring. A special ramp has been set up so that THE COW~! Can walk into the ring. Jim brings the ropes apart enough for THE COW to daintly enter the ring. Popick is seen mouthing to Wall “You’ve got to be kidding me. If that thing shits on me, in any way, I am so suing.” CABOOSE How’s Popick going to pin it? COLE Fans, this cow has been trained to wrestle! Now, some less reputable websites have said that its actually two guys in a cow suit, but I can tell you from personal experience that its not! COACH Me too! CABOOSE I do not want to know. I can’t believe I am cheering for a cow… SJ sizes up his opponent, all 1400 pounds, as the COW stares down at ole SJ. Farmer Jim is chuckling at ringside, pitchfork in hand. ::DING DING DING:: And Stephen Joseph dismisses Cuban Wall to the outside, and then looks back at the COW, who stands there on all four, looking at SJ and chewing cud. SJ scratches his head and sneakily starts circling the COW. The cow, herded to the middle of the ring, turns and follows SJ with his beady, big eyes. And spits out some green cud...pretty gross. SJ runs to the side of the COW and starts clubbering away, like ole Southern pro wrestlers do. Slapping the side of the COW, pounding with lefts and rights, Stephen's doing everything he can to hurt the COW's backside... And the COW keeps chewing its cud, MOOOO! Stephen Joseph, frustrated, turns around to mutter to himself, and the cow turns its backside to him... COWKICK~! to SJ's exposed backside sends SJ tumbling through the ropes and smacking the ring apron floor. Cuban Wall lumbers over to his boss to check on him. "BOSS, you okay?" "ITS A DAMN COW!" SJ rolls himself back into the ring, and the COW charges in with a headbutt, pinning SJ into the corner. He rams him again, and again, and again, to the delight of the crowd CABOOSE Greatest Match Ever. Let this be the main event of AngleMania every year. I'd never get tired of it. COLE The Cow really has Stephen Joseph now, he's head-pounding a mudhole in him! The Cow lets Stephen Joseph stumble out of the corner and Flair Flop down! Farmer Jim's yelling at the cow "TRAMPLE! TRAMPLE!" The Cow stands over SJ with two hoofs raised, and SJ does what he really only knows what to do...and kicks the COW in the Udders! The COW shudders for a moment, then crosses both front legs in a X covering the Udder and falls over on its side. COACH That's one way to tip a COW. Stephen Joseph crawls over to make the cover, and its 1! 2! 3! Winner: Stephen Joseph via kick to the Udders. Stephen Joseph looks at the COW with this incredulous look, and stumbles out of the ring witih WALL supporting him. The match may have been short, but it definitely was something we, and SJ didn't expect. We're left with his parting words : "It was a FREAKING COW MAN!" Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) COLE Up next should be a war...a Lights Out, non-sanctioned, no rules match between OAOAST World Women's Champion Jenny Adams and the woman who is after the $7,500 bounty on her head, Brodie Lewis. COACH To make a long story short: Brodie's been putting members of the OAOAST, both active wrestlers and officials, in the hospital all month, resulting in her being suspended indefinately from this company, all in the name of her path of destruction on the way to collecting the bounty placed on Jenny Adams by some unknown benefactor who we're trying to find out more about as the days go on. CABOOSE ..and after lots of begging and pleading, Jenny's gotten this match tonight. One night only, the OAOAST is washing their hands clean of this situation, as they know that someone WILL be put on the shelf and they don't want to be responsible for it. Tonight...the competitors are out for blood. (The stage lights used for the show are then turned off, and the arena's normal house lights are then brought up) COACH This whole ritual symbolizes that this isn't a part of the OAOAST show that we've brought to town. COLE And just to re-enforce the fact, the World Women's Championship is NOT on the line. We don't have Michael Buffer to go to since...well, he's refused to even be near the ring for this match. So, let's just get some music going. "House of Mirrors" starts up, as Brodie Lewis staggers out to the ring with a nearly-empty bottle of Jack Daniels in her right hand. Brodie's hair is down, as she didn't bother spiking it for this match. She chugs the rest of it down, then tosses it into the crowd, which causes a sea of people to clear way to avoid the glass bottle breaking over their face. Lewis climbs into the ring and stares at the entrance, awaiting for her opponent to enter the ring. CABOOSE Not to use hyperbole or anything, but Brodie Lewis is seriously scarier than a lot of people, male or female, that I've met in my life. "Fly" starts up, but Jenny Lewis doesn't even wait for the intro to end to walk out through the curtain. Jenny ditches her usual ring gear for workout pants and a plain grey t-shirt. She ignores the fans' hands waiting to be slapped and storms to the ring, with her eyes interlocked with Brodie's. She walks into the ring and immediately goes face-to-face with Brodie, as they start to stare each other down and yell at one another... COLE This is going to get real tense...real fast. The referee assigned to this match by the provincal athletic commission tries to get between the two competitors...and gets thrown over the top rope and to the floor by both! The match is on! *BELL RINGS* Brodie and Jenny get right to work, going right into an unbelievable punch-fest. Fists are a-flying, as the fight resembles a bare-knuckle boxing match more than a wrestling encounter! Jenny starts off going after the head, but Brodie gets a brief advantage with some hook punches to the stomach that make a clap/thud-type noise. Jenny fights back by taking her down with a double leg takedown, jumping right to a mount position on top of Brodie and going to work with a series of mounted punches. COACH Damn! Brodie starts to wriggle away, so Jenny briefly repostitions herself to deliver a stiff knee to the left side of the ribcage! Jenny pulls Brodie up by the hair and goes for a kick. But, Brodie catches the leg and forces Jenny down to the mat. Brodie climbs on top of Jenny and delivers a pair of HARD mounted forearms to the side of Jenny's face! Jenny's left eye starts to swoll up from the shots, as she grabs Brodie by the throat with one hand and palm thrusts her in the face, using the momentum of the strike to shove Brodie over, hopping on her back immediately with a back guard. Jenny then goes to work with a barrage of punches to the back of Brodie's head, using both hands while the better-connecting punches make a "THUD!" noise on the back of Brodie's skull. COLE This is unlike anything I've seen out of anyone in a wrestling ring lately, let alone females... Lewis is able to get a center of gravity and balance going so she can get out of the kneeling position and start getting onto her feet, lifting Jenny up into a piggyback as she continues to lay the punches in. Brodie gets to one foot, but tries to quickly to push off with the other, sending both Brodie and Jenny through the ropes and to the floor! COACH If they come over here, I'm running! Brodie and Jenny are up quickly, Jenny gets to Brodie first, grabbing her head and delivering a knee to the face. That dazes Brodie long enough to allow Jenny to send her into the guardrail with a tackle! After that crash, we're able to see that the knee to the face busted Brodie's nose open. Adams transitions right into a series of knee thrusts into the stomach of Lewis. However, Brodie catches the fifth attempt at a knee thrust and hurls Jenny overhead and into the crowd, as the crowd around her scatters. Brodie pushes off of the guardrail to get to a standing position, stumbling around due to the lack of balance after having her nose busted, and then climbs over the guardrail and into the crowd... COLE RUN! Brodie took too much time to get herself together, as Jenny grabs a chair, not even bothering to shut it, and tosses it into Brodie's face seat-first! Brodie actually shrugs it off, then charges forward and scores with a series of punches to Jenny's stomach, causing Jenny to double over and position herself perfectly for a receipt knee to the face. It doesn't bust open Jenny's nose, but it helps the swelling around her eye quicken. Brodie then positions Jenny and tries for a powerbomb onto the concrete...but Jenny slips out behind Brodie! Jenny turns around and connects with a wild right punch that opens a small cut on the back of Brodie's head! COACH Surprisingly, Jenny's been the one who's opened first blood on the bruising Lewis! Jenny grabs Brodie and goes for a cobra clutch choke, but Brodie quickly comes to and gets out with a quick judo-like takedown onto the concrete...but Jenny didn't get over all the way... COLE JESUS CHRIST! SHE LANDED ON HER FACE! Adams went forehead-first onto the concrete, immediately opening up a gash on her forehead. She'd be knocked out if it weren't for her arms being up near her head. Brodie staggers to her feet, grabs a closed chair, and slams it down across Jenny's back! Brodie then stomps the back of Jenny's head once before pulling Jenny up by the hair, revealing a puddle of blood that's exited from Jenny's forehead from the bad fall and revealing Jenny's half-crimson face for all to see, as Brodie whips Jenny into the guardrail. Brodie then charges forward and connects with a running knee strike to the face! COACH Jenny might have scored first blood, but Brodie's scored most blood. Brodie then grabs Adams by the legs and goes for a lifting powerbomb onto the concrete. She gets Jenny up to slam her the opposite direction as the guardrail, but Jenny is somehow able to slip out and land back in the ringside area. She grabs Brodie by the hair, then yanks her over the guardrail with a front facelock. As the blood continues to pour out of Jenny's forehead and turn her face and parts of her hair red, she nails Brodie in the face with a forearm to the jaw, then lifts up the ring apron curtain and pulls out an extra part of the guardrail that wasn't used in the building set-up. Adams then sets it up like a bridge over the actual guardrail and the ring apron, as she turns around to see Brodie charging at her...and Lewis gets backdropped onto the guardrail! Lewis holds her back in pain as she lies on the railing. Jenny gets underneath Brodie and the railing and starts to push it up in a catapult into the crowd! But, right before she can get it up fully, Brodie rolls off to the side! COLE Lewis dodged a bullet! Adams ends up lifting it into the crowd anyway, as the crowd surfs it over to security. Jenny turns around after that, and gets nailed with a brutal Yakuza kick from Brodie! Lewis then grabs the prone Lewis , whose hair has turned entirely red from the blood that she's still losing, with both hands by the throat, off of the ground, and lifts her up in the air in an incredible show of strength! Brodie has Jenny up in her clutches, and charges forward, sending Jenny spine-first into the ringpost! Brodie still has ahold of the double choke and is flat-out trying to choke Jenny Adams! COACH C'mon...I know there's no rules, but this ain't right! Brodie shakes Jenny around by the throat, trying to help her circulation cut off quicker. Jenny drops down to one knee, not being able to stand on both feet...but in a moment of total desperation, she grabs a front waistlock and brings Brodie over with a belly-to-belly suplex! Jenny pulls herself up with the guardrail's assistance as quick as she can, then climbs down on top of it and comes down across Brodie's stomach with a big double stomp! That takes enough energy out of the worn-out Adams that she kneels down and buries her face in the apron for a moment, allowing Brodie time to catch her breath after Jenny's offensive onslaught, and pull herself up. COLE We're not really all that far into the match...and this place already looks like a car wreck! Jenny gets back up on her feet and grabs Brodie by the hair, forcing her head up against the ringpost. Jenny then goes for a headbutt...but Brodie moves her head and Jenny headbutts the steel! Brodie grabs Jenny by the hair before she falls down, but Adams looks to be out on her feet, as blood still trickles out of the wound from the takedown earlier. Lewis grabs Jenny in a reverse waistlock and literally swings her like a sack of potatoes into the ringpost, as you hear the sound of Jenny's shoulder and back thud against the steel! COACH You don't do that type of thing to another human being! It'd be nice if someone sent another referee out here to look over things! CABOOSE Why bother? It's unsanctioned! Brodie pulls Jenny's near-lifeless body up off of the floor, lifts her for a side suplex, then tosses her like a sack of potatoes over the guardrail, into and through a row of chairs! Lewis brushes the small amount of hair that has gotten in her face out, looking out at the crowd in an angered trance. Brodie climbs over the guardrail and takes enough time that Jenny's able to get up and charge at her for a tackle. But, Brodie side-steps and Jenny head-on into the guardrail! Brodie hooks Jenny for a gutwrench, lifts her, and slams her down on her back on the concrete! Brodie takes a second to check to see if her nose is still bleeding, and it isn't. A second referee finally comes out of the locker room to oversee this match. COLE Finally! Brodie goes to pull Jenny up, but Jenny grabs a chair off of the ground and throws it at Brodie's head for a grazing blow. Jenny pushes herself up to a seated position and tries to kick Brodie in the gut from the ground, but Brodie catches her foot. Brodie then yanks Jenny up off the ground by the foot, lifts her, and drives her down onto the concrete with a front spinebuster! The crowd collectively chant "HOLY SHIT!" after hearing the thud that Jenny's head and back make on the ground. Jenny doesn't move after the move, so the referee starts to count her down since Brodie won't pin her... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOU... Brodie grabs the referee, punches him in the face twice, then spikes him down on the concrete face-first by the back of his head! Brodie grabs a chair off the ground and slams it down on his head for good measure! Lewis then goes to snatch another chair, but a near-by fan steps in and tries to stop her from grabbing his chair...so Brodie knocks him down with a wild left hook to the jaw! COLE That's uncalled for! CABOOSE That's what you get for stepping into a wrestler's workzone! Brodie grabs the chair she wants, turns around...and walks right into a jumping enziguri kick from Jenny! But while the kick dazes Brodie, it does not take her off her feet! The bloodied and warn-out Jenny looks on from a kneeling position, as Brodie just stands still, but squinting and holding her neck. Jenny gets up to her feet, with the blood from her forehead forming into dried clumps on her face and hair, and charges at Brodie with a flying forearm smash! But, Brodie ducks underneat Jenny and tosses her overhead, RIGHT on the back of her neck! COACH Good lord! COLE That wasn't really even a suplex...Brodie got up underneath Jenny and flung her backwards without leaving her feet! Brodie turns around slowly, as we can see a bruise forming around her right eye that was possibly from something Jenny tried during her last charge. Adams gets up to one knee, looking barely alive...and Brodie sends her right back down with a STIFF charging kick to the face! Brodie pulls Jenny up by the hair and punches her in the face yet again. Lewis grabs Jenny and lifts her up, charges, and hits a SICK running powerbomb over the guardrail and to the ringside floor! COACH GEEZ! Jenny just lays on the ground for nearly ten seconds before slowly awakening. A third referee runs out from the entrance and runs right over to where Adams lay prone. He asks Brodie if she wants to go for a pin, and she literally growls at him. So, he starts with the count-out... ONE! TWO! THREE! Adams starts trying to reach up to pull herself up with the apron... FOUR! FIVE! Brodie starts to climb over the guardrail, as Jenny starts her way back up, pulling herself up on the apron... SIX! Brodie's back over on the other side of the rail, as Jenny's up on both knees... SEVEN! Jenny's up on one foot...and Brodie plows her over with a lariat! COACH GEEZ AGAIN! Adams lies on the ground, trying to regain her breath. Brodie pulls Jenny up and tosses her back into the ring. Brodie then reaches out into the crowd, grabs a chair, and tosses it into the ring. Brodie grabs two more chairs and tosses those into the ring. Brodie climbs back into the ring and sets up one of the chairs. Lewis turns around and pulls Jenny up by the hair again. Lewis spits in Jenny's face...and Jenny somehow finds the energy to nail Brodie in the face with a forearm shot! The crowd picks up its volume with rising cheers, as Adams reaches back and nails another forearm to the face! Brodie's rocking from the shots, as Jenny takes a second to take a breath with the crowd chanting her name... "JENNY!" "JENNY!" ...then goes for a big superkick...but Brodie catches the foot, pulls her in hard, and sends her down with a headbutt to the side of the head! COLE Skulls aren't supposed to make that sound! Adams immediately goes down, as she starts to lose more blood. Brodie stumbles around, impacted by having her skull collide with another so violently. Lewis shakes it off and pulls Jenny up to a kneeling position, calling one of the floor cameramen to close in on Jenny's face. Brodie then digs into the cut with her fingernails, going in deeper and deeper to open the cut further. More and more blood comes squirting out of the cut, as Brodie's fingers start to turn red from working the cut open even further. You can see fans in the crowd who are visibly disgusted by the amount of blood coming out of Jenny's face! COACH This is barbaric! Brodie shoves Jenny down to the ground again, as she grabs one of the chairs that she tossed into the ring and sets it up. Jenny reaches outward again. surrounded by the puddles and stains of blood she's left on the mat, looking for anything that can keep her going. The chants start up again... "JENNY!" "JENNY!" "JENNY!" Brodie grabs the second chair she threw into the ring and sets it up, seat edge-to-seat edge with the other chair. Lewis then grabs the struggling Jenny by the hair once again, and slowly pulls her up. Brodie stands her up all the way, then slaps her in the face, with the sound being heard by everyone in the building. Brodie then yells at Jenny... "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" Lewis slaps Jenny across the face again, as you see blood and sweat literally fly off of Jenny's face. Jenny reaches down...then comes right back at Brodie with rapid-fire, E. Honda-like slaps to the face! The crowd erupts! Adams keeps going with the rapid-fire hard slaps, switching hands with each one, then lays into Brodie with a big forearm smash to the face! Jenny stumbles around, as she has Brodie somewhat dazed from the stiff shots...then connects with a LOUD straight-up headbutt! CABOOSE Where the hell is she getting this energy from? COLE Listen to the crowd! THAT'S where! Jenny nearly falls down from the impact of her own headbutt, definately weary from all of the blood loss. The crowd still cheers loudly, as Brodie staggers backwards. Jenny backs up, surveys the situation, then goes in and grabs a front facelock.The crowd rises to their feet, as they realize that Jenny's rushing in the heat of the moment and is going for the Toledo Destroyer! Jenny hops up for the front flip...but Brodie grabs her mid-move and stops the move! However, Jenny's able to keep ahold of a front choke as she's in Brodie's clutches! Lewis starts to wain a little bit, as the choke combined with a potentially broken nose look to be completely throwing her balance off! COACH Jenny has a chance here! Brodie drops to one knee, as Jenny keeps the choke clinched in, even with the trickles of blood still pouring from her face. But out of nowhere, Lewis comes back to her feet and hooks Jenny's head. She then lifts Adams up in the air, looking to be going for the Orange Crush! Brodie turns around, showing that she's planning on doing it on the chairs! COLE NO! Don't do it! Brodie takes too much time though, as Jenny starts punching Brodie frantically to get out of the move. She then delivers a knee strike to the face...and Brodie lets her down! Jenny keeps ahold of the front facelock and turns Brodie back around, looking to attempt the Toledo Destroyer onto the chairs! COACH This will definately be it! Jenny goes for the flip...but Brodie reverses and backdrops Jenny onto the chairs! Brodie stumbles to her left side and ends up leaning on the ropes, as Jenny rolls around on the mat in pain! Brodie pulls herself together and stands up on her own power. Jenny tries to struggle to get to her feet, but Brodie gets to her first...and delivers a punt-like kick to the jaw! COLE I think Jenny's out cold! Brodie slowly pulls Jenny up, showing her own exhaustion from the battle. She hooks Jenny, lifts her by the head and arm....then climbs up onto one of the chairs...BRAINBUSTER THROUGH A CHAIR! CABOOSE IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! The crowd erupts in shock... "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Brodie quickly crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up with one arm, clutching the other to her side. Lewis gets up to her feet, shakes off her arm that she hurt in the fall, then surveys the wreckage with a demented smile on her face and a shocked look in her eye! Brodie again refuses to pin Jenny, with the referee having to count Jenny out again... ONE! TWO! The crowd's chants fade to another... "JENNY!" "JENNY!" "JENNY!" THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! Jenny reaches out and grabs the middle rope with one arm! COLE There's some hope! EIGHT! Jenny uses every ounce of energy to pull herself up on one knee! NINE! T....She's back up! The crowd ROARS, as Brodie looks in in shock! Lewis charges at Jenny! But, Jenny catches her with a big staggered forearm to the face! Brodie stumbles backwards a step, but goes full force ahead, grabbing Jenny by the back of the head and giving her a SICK knee to the face! Jenny's basically out on her feet, as Brodie delivers a second knee to the face, as you can practically hear a bone in Jenny's face snap! Brodie then gives her a hard punch to the temple! Lewis lets go, as Jenny collapses to the mat face-first! COLE She's motionless! The referee doesn't even bother to wait for a cover this time... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Brodie takes a seat on the top turnbuckle, as Jenny's still out cold in center-ring! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! No sign of life from Jenny... NINE! TEN! *BELL RINGS* COLE Well...this was a first. COACH I'm...I'm speechless... Brodie walks away from the ring, not even looking back at the ring. She stops at the entrance, as EMT's and officials rush past her with a gurney, sticks one hand in the air, and makes the money hand sign, signalling that she's gotten the bounty. COLE This just isn't right! The EMT's clear the ring of the chairs, as they need all the space to look over Jenny. She's completely out cold and not able to answer anything they ask of her. She slowly position her onto the stretcher, as the crowd looks on in stunned silence, both from the spectacle that they just saw, as well as how mangled and destroyed Jenny is. One of the cameramen even picks up a shot of two little girls in the front row crying. COACH Wrestling's supposed to be a full-contact sport, but this is ridiculous. They get Jenny onto the stretcher and slowly wheel her out of the building, to a loud standing ovation! COLE She deserves the ovation, but the beating was damn wrong...DAMN WRONG! CABOOSE Settle down, Cole! COACH Let's let the ring crew try and clean up the ring and let's go to something else.... ANGLESLAM August 28, 2005 Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) COLE Well fans, this next match quite possibly could have been for the OAOAST 24/7 Championship if not for a certain Corporate Champ! CABOOSE Oh bitch! Bitch! Bitch! That’s all you ever do! COLE Anyway, this match has quite a bit of history behind it. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, Tha Puerto Rican’s girlfriend and manager, had been feuding with Ayane Mitsui, Otaku II’s wife and manager, since June, including a match at The Great Angle Bash that ended with Ayane winning by disqualification. Back on the June 30th edition of HeldDOWN~!, Otaku challenged Lindsay to a match against Ayane. Lindsay accepted and that match did indeed happen on the July 14th HeldDOWN~! from the Mall Of America. The License To Pin logo flashes by on the screen. The ending of the Lindsay/Ayane Hardcore Match from the July 14th HeldDOWN~! is shown. COLE That match would wound up being a Hardcore Match, and Lindsay and Ayane certainly used that to their advantage, using everything but the kitchen sink. COACH Either girl could have won that match. But in the end, Lindsay came out the victor thanks to interference from The Lightning Crew! CABOOSE Which was legal, since it was a Hardcore Match! COLE Caboose is right, but that doesn’t mean what happened next had to happen at all! Right after the match ended, The Lightning Crew continued attacking Ayane, beating the hell out of her. Then to our surprise, just as Otaku and Tony Capella were about to save Ayane, Tha Puerto Rican appeared, and did a Pearl Harbor job on the both of them! COACH Then to make matters worst, PRL and Lindsay held Otaku and Tony back, as the rest of The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph demolished poor Ayane in the ring! The Lightning Crew basically left Ayane for dead, and you could see the tears coming out of Otaku’s eyes as he carried Ayane out of the ring! The License To Pin logo flashes by on the screen, followed by footage from the July 21st HeldDOWN~! COLE The next week, Otaku was rightfully ticked off, so he called out Tha Puerto Rican, but was instead answered by Thomas Rodriguez! COACH Thomas played a message PRL sent from Miami Beach, challenging Otaku and Ayane to an Intergender Tag Team Match at License To Pin. Otaku accepted the challenge by beating up Thomas, giving him the Bumblebee Clash and the Sharpshooter! The match was set. OTAKU II Tell your boss, I’ll see him…at LICENSE TO PIN! The License To Pin logo flashes across the screen once again, showing the Otaku/Mr. Boricua match from the July 28th HeldDOWN~! COLE Then just last Thursday PRL had Mr. Boricua take on Otaku II in a “warm-up” match of sorts for License To Pin. COACH The giant Mexican manhandled the smaller Otaku, but he also got some help from Tha Puerto Rican! But Otaku was able to fight back, until he got hit with a Corporate Nightmare from PRL! PRL continued his assault on Otaku, until Mike Guerriero and Tony Capella came to their friend’s aid, and took PRL out of the match! COLE Otaku made Mr. Boricua tap out to the Sharpshooter, which he said was what was going to happen to PRL tonight at License To Pin! The License To Pin logo flashes by for a final time, and then the camera cuts to a crowd shot of the thousands in attendance at the Toronto Skydome in Toronto, Canada. COLE You can see the intensity that has developed between these four superstars. And now, Otaku hopes he can get his revenge against PRL and Lindsay for what they did to Ayane two weeks ago! The question is “can he do it?” because not only does Otaku have to go through PRL and Lindsay, but Popick, and quite possibly The Lightning Crew! It’s time for our next match at License To Pin, an Intergender Tag Team Match, with “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez taking on Otaku II and Ayane Mitsui! The lights go down. A Puerto Rico flag appears on the AngleTron. In big, white blocky letters the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and “Know Your Role ‘99” starts playing, which causes the crowd to start booing. PR is heard saying, “THE CHAMP IS HERE!” throughout the song, while smoke fills the entrance, and the lights flicker on and off. After a few seconds, three figures come out through the smoke. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, his girlfriend, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, and his manager and “Career Consultant” Stephen Joseph Popick. The boos get louder. PRL adjusts his sunglasses and looks at the crowd with a smirk on his face. He has his right arm over Lindsay’s shoulder, and is carrying the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt with his left arm. PRL looks at Popick and Lindsay, who also have smirks on their faces, and starts walking to the ring. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match at License To Pin is an Intergender Tag Team Match, scheduled for one fall with a sixty-minute time limit. Introducing first, coming to the ring at this time. Accompanied to the ring by OAOAST Corporate Member Stephen Joseph Popick, from San Juan, Puerto Rico. At a total combined weight of 405 lbs. The team of Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, AND the One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion, “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! “Know Your Role ‘99” continues playing as PRL, Popick, and Lindsay continue walking to the ring. PRL stops to jaw with some fans. The crowd chants “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” P.R. gets on the ring apron, and sneers at the crowd. Popick holds the ropes, and Tha Puerto Rican and Lindsay Gonzalez enter the ring. PRL spins around, soaking in the boos of the crowd. Tha Puerto Rican does the HBK pose next to Lindsay while pyro goes off behind them. The crowd continues booing loudly. PRL heads to the second rope, and raises the 24/7 Championship belt. He then heads to a second turnbuckle, and raises the 24/7 Championship belt again. P.R. hits a third turnbuckle, and raises the belt while “smelling the electricity” a’la The Rock. PRL does the same Rock pose on a fourth turnbuckle receiving boos the entire time. COLE Tha Puerto Rican and Lindsay are ready for this match. I am sure Otaku is ready, but what I would like to know is if Ayane is ready. She cannot be 100% after two weeks. CABOOSE You’re right Cole. She’s probably at 10%, or even 5%. Hopefully, she’ll be at 1%! COACH That’s nice, Caboose. Real nice. CABOOSE Oh bite me, horn dog! PRL is off the ropes, wearing his Puerto Rico flag facepaint, and removes his sunglasses and earring along with his HBK-like entrance attire. The lights go back in the arena, while PRL chats with Popick and Lindsay. “Know Your Role ‘99” dies down, and is replaced by “Ashburn” by Hikari. Sky blue lights around the arena turn on and off, while the crowd cheers. Otaku II and Ayane Mitsui come out as the singer finishes the first verse. They play to the crowd, and then jog to the ring, playing to the crowd the entire time. BUFFER And their opponents. Coming to the ring at this time. From Boston, Massachusetts. At a total combined weight of 325 lbs. The team of Ayane Mitsui, and OTAKKKKKKKKUUUUUUUUUUU TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE What an ovation from the thousands of fans in the Toronto Skydome! We may be in for quite the fight! CABOOSE Oh, I don’t know. Otaku and Ayane have never met a team as impressive as PRL and Lindsay. Those two will do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to win. And let’s not forget, Stephen Joseph Popick is in their corner. This is going to get pretty interesting! Otaku II and Ayane enter the ring. They pose for the fans to loud cheers. Otaku gets on a turnbuckle, and raises his fists with a smile on his face. Otaku gets off the turnbuckle and stares a hole into PRL as “Ashburn” by Hikari dies down. PRL, Popick, and Lindsay stand in one corner, getting ready, as does Ayane and Otaku II. Lindsay removes her leather jacket and hands it over to one of the ringcrew members. PRL gives the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt over to Popick. Ayane will be going first for her team. The crowd is already chanting “P.R. SUCKS!” COLE The rules of an Intergender Tag Match are that the men can mix with the women. So, just because Ayane is in the ring doesn’t mean that Lindsay has to be in also, which could be a problem for Ayane. COACH I sure hope Ayane is prepared for this. It was just two weeks ago that The Lightning Crew attacked her. I seriously doubt that she is 100%. She’s probably at 45% by now! CABOOSE Well, she knows what she is getting into, so if she gets hurt, I won’t pity her. She took the risk. PRL gets a high five from Popick, who then leaves the ring. Referee Charles Robinson checks on the members of the two tag teams. Finally, he calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* INTERGENDER TAG TEAM MATCH “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN & MS. LINDSAY GONZALEZ (with Stephen Joseph Popick) VS. OTAKU II & AYANE MITSUI PRL and Lindsay are still discussing who will go first. Charles Robinson tells them to pick somebody quickly. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez gives PRL a kiss on the lips, and exits the ring. Ayane eyes PRL with ANGER~! on her face. COLE We start the match with PRL and Ayane. Ayane is now standing toe-to-toe with the leader of The Lightning Crew, the group that attacked her two weeks ago! PRL and Ayane stare at each other from opposite corners of the ring. PRL has a smirk on his face, while Ayane is serious. Otaku slaps the top turnbuckle pad, which leads to the crowd clapping their hands in unison. PRL gets on the top rope and poses, but gets loud boos. COACH Looks like we know whom the crowd favors. COLE I doubt there are any Lightning Bolts in this arena. CABOOSE There are Lightning Bolts in every arena! Tha Puerto Rican has a nationwide following. PRL gets off the top rope, and goes back to staring at Ayane. The two competitors circle each other, the crowd cheering the entire time. PRL lunges at Ayane, but then backs off. PRL and Ayane circle each other again, with PRL winking at Ayane. COLE Is PRL trying to hit on Ayane? PRL blows a kiss at Ayane, and then the two lockup. PRL grabs Ayane from behind, but Ayane reverses, and tries for a Full Nelson, however, PRL reverses that into a Full Nelson of his own, but Ayane reverses THAT into another Full Nelson, BUT PRL reverses that into his own Full Nelson. Mitsui grabs PRL’s head, and takes him down with a snapmare. PRL and Ayane both get back up. Tha Puerto Rican licks his lips, which disgusts Ayane and the crowd. Ayane responds with a SLAP to PRL’s face! COLE Ouch! That’s got to hurt him! Ayane continues her assault by punching PRL in the face repeatedly. Mitsui knees PRL in the stomach, and then hits him with the CLUBBERIN’~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN’~! forearms. Suddenly, P.R. grabs Ayane by her shorts and throws her out of the ring! Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez heads over to where Ayane landed, and leaps off the ring apron with a double axehandle, HOWEVER, Ayane is one step ahead, and punches Lindsay in the stomach as she lands, which causes her to do a somersault onto the floor! COACH Well, so much for that. PRL heads out of the ring to attack Ayane, but Ayane beats on PRL instead. Ayane grabs PRL, and whips him into Lindsay! The two collide, and fall to the floor! COLE Ayane Mitsui has just taken out Tha Puerto Rican and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez! CABOOSE Oh come on! She was just lucky! Her luck is going to run out soon, I can feel it! Ayane throws The Corporate Champ back into the ring. PRL tries to crawl to his corner, but Mitsui grabs him, and takes him over to her corner where she tags in Otaku II. Ayane holds onto PRL, and slams his face on a turnbuckle pad. Otaku beats on Tha Puerto Rican in the corner, and then Irish whips him into the opposite corner. PRL hits the turnbuckle chest first. Otaku follows with a reverse neckbreaker! Otaku covers PRL. 1… 2… PRL kicks out! Otaku grabs PRL, and takes him to his corner, where he tags in Ayane again. Right after Otaku gives PRL a suplex, Ayane leaps off the top and onto Tha Puerto Rican with a splash! COLE Great move from Ayane! Here’s the cover! 1… 2… Lindsay pulls Ayane off of Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE The only woman allowed to lie on top of PRL is Lindsay! Lindsay is just making sure of that! Ayane kicks Tha Puerto Rican in the back of his neck. Ayane Mitsui grabs Tha Puerto Rican and tags in Otaku II. Ayane Irish whips PRL into the ropes. She follows with a drop toehold. Otaku II drops an elbow onto the back of PRL’s neck. He stops to stare at Lindsay, and then picks up Tha Puerto Rican, and Irish whips him into the ropes. PRL reverses, but Otaku stops before he could bump into Lindsay. When he turns around, P.R. hits him with a dropkick that sends him out of the ring! CABOOSE Excellent move by Tha Puerto Rican! Simply brilliant! Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez and Stephen Joseph Popick rush over to Otaku II and kick him in the stomach. Lindsay chokes Otaku II with her right boot while PRL distracts the referee. CABOOSE Again, simply brilliant! PRL and Lindsay are fighting dirty! That’s the way uh huh, uh huh, I like it! Lindsay throws Otaku II back into the ring. PRL kicks Otaku while he’s down, and then picks him up. Tha Puerto Rican chops Otaku’s chest, drawing a “WOOOOOOOOOO!” from the crowd. PRL chops Otaku’s chest again, drawing another “WOOOOOOOOOO!” from the crowd. P.R. tags in Lindsay Gonzalez to a mixed reaction. P.R. and Lindsay whip Otaku into the ropes, and follow with a flapjack onto the mat. P.R. grabs Otaku’s right leg, and Lindsay grabs Otaku’s left leg. Together, they pull them back, which causes great pain for Otaku. Charles Robinson tells PRL to get out of the ring, so P.R. kisses Lindsay and tells her to “whip that boy’s candy ass!” COLE Lindsay Gonzalez is now in the match. Let’s see how she can handle herself against Otaku. Lindsay drops several elbows onto Otaku’s chest. She covers him, and gets a two count. The crowd starts chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” as Lindsay whips Otaku into the ropes, and connects with a spinning wheel kick. She tags in Tha Puerto Rican. PRL tells Lindsay to get on the top rope. P.R. also gets on the top rope. The crowd stands up and boos. Tha Puerto Rican removes his left elbow pad, and throws it into the crowd. He looks at the crowd and then at Lindsay. PRL and Lindsay leap off the top rope at the same time…and both drop elbows onto Otaku! COLE Stereo elbowdrops from Lindsay and Tha Puerto Rican! COACH I don’t think that’s ever been done before! CABOOSE And who was the first to do it? Tha Puerto Rican! That’s who! Charles Robinson grabs Lindsay, and forces her back to her corner. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican stops to pose, garnering more boos. PRL does the “Up Yours!” hand gesture, and then picks up Otaku II. Suddenly, Otaku grabs PR into a small package! However, Robinson is busy yelling at Lindsay. The crowd tries to get Robinson’s attention, but can’t, so Ayane gets into the ring, and grabs Charles Robinson, alerting him of the small package. Just as Robinson gets on the mat to count, PRL escapes the small package. COACH You have to wonder if Otaku would have gotten a three count if Robinson had just counted on time. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican picks up Otaku, and gives him a vertical suplex. PRL rolls through, and gives Otaku another vertical suplex. He rolls through again, and lifts Otaku up for a third straight vertical suplex. He holds him in the air for a few seconds, which garners applause from Lindsay and Popick, and some of the fans. After PRL does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture, he walks over to the ropes, and does a slingshot suplex, completing the Corporate Trifecta. PRL covers Otaku, but Otaku gets his shoulder up at the count of two. Tha Puerto Rican picks up Otaku II, and hits him with Rock style punches to the head. PRL spits in his hand, and then knocks Otaku down to the mat with a right jab. He follows by whipping Otaku II into the ropes, and hitting him with a flying clothesline! PRL covers Otaku again. And again, he gets a two count. COLE This could have been for the 24/7 Title if not for PRL just flat out refusing to give Otaku a title shot! CABOOSE Well, what has he done to deserve a title shot? Just because his wife got beat up by The Lightning Crew doesn’t mean PRL is just gonna allow him to compete for his 24/7 Title. You have to earn a title shot, damnit! COLE Just like PRL earned the 24/7 Title? CABOOSE Exactly. PRL shaky leg kicks Otaku, while the “P.R. SUCKS!” chants start up. PR takes Otaku to his corner, and slams Otaku’s head on the top turnbuckle. Lindsay gets some shots in, which Charles Robinson notices. PRL heads to the opposite turnbuckle, and charges forward, giving Otaku II a Stinger Splash! PRL grabs Otaku, and follows with a Russian Legsweep. PRL tags in Lindsay. Gonzalez kicks Otaku while he’s down. Lindsay places Otaku II on a turnbuckle, and punches him in the face several times. “SLUT! SLUT! SLUT! SLUT!” CABOOSE Bunch of cads. Lindsay curses at the crowd in Spanish, and then whips Otaku II into the opposite turnbuckle. Gonzalez follows with a flying clothesline. PRL then runs over to where Otaku is standing, and hammers him with a clothesline of his own, dropping Otaku onto the mat! COACH Lindsay has been training with PRL everyday ever since she hooked up with him two years ago. CABOOSE And we’re seeing tonight that her training has been a success. PRL and Lindsay have done such a bang up job of beating up Otaku and Ayane that it almost brings a tear to my eye. These two DO make a great team. COLE This match ain’t over yet, so let’s just see what happens. Lindsay spits in Ayane’s direction, and calls her a “bruta!” She picks up Otaku, and whips him into the opposite turnbuckle. Lindsay charges…but Otaku puts his right foot up! Lindsay tries again, but Otaku again puts his foot up! Lindsay charges a third time…and is met with a clothesline from Otaku! Both Otaku and Lindsay lie on the mat, so Charles Robinson begins his 10 count. Popick yells for Lindsay to get up. Otaku crawls over to his corner, with Lindsay right behind him. COACH Can Otaku make the tag? The answer? Yes! Otaku II tags in Ayane before Lindsay can stop him! Ayane knocks down Lindsay with one punch. PRL comes into the ring, but he too is knocked down with one punch! Stephen Joseph gets on the ring apron, so Ayane knocks him down, which gets the loudest pop thus far! COACH Ha! Ha! Popick got knocked down by a girl! Ayane gives Lindsay Gonzalez a belly-to-belly suplex. Ayane punches Tha Puerto Rican in the face repeatedly several times, and then takes him to a turnbuckle. Ayane gets on the second rope, and punches PRL, with the crowd counting along. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Mitsui gets off the second rope, but when she turns around, she is met with a Lindsay Gonzalez spinning heel kick! Lindsay gets on the ring apron, somersaults over the top rope, and does a legdrop onto Ayane’s throat! Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez stops to pose, and to fix her ponytail. She puts Ayane in a ¾ facelock, and then seats her on the top rope. Gonzalez gets on the second rope, and prepares to do a superplex. Suddenly, Otaku II runs over to where Lindsay and Ayane are, and gets underneath Lindsay, lifting her onto his shoulders. Ayane smiles, while the crowd cheers. With Lindsay sitting on Otaku II’s shoulders screaming, Ayane decides there’s no better time than now to do… THE DOOMSDAY DEVICE! COLE Doomsday Device from Otaku and Ayane! Shades of the legendary Legion Of Doom! CABOOSE Ugh, they butchered that awesome maneuver! COACH How so? CABOOSE They, uh…well, they just did! Ayane Mitsui and Otaku II stand over the fallen Puerto Rican and Miss Lindsay Gonzalez. The husband and wife tag team poses for the fans. COLE I think Ayane and Otaku are ready to end this thing! COACH One Golden High Kick or Bumblebee Clash and this thing’s over! CABOOSE (really fast) Toobadneitherofthosemoveswon’tbeseeninthismatch! COACH What? CABOOSE I didn’t say anything. The crowd is hot. Otaku II grabs the dazed Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez and punches her in the face. Otaku picks up Lindsay, and places her over his head in a gorilla press slam position. The crowd goes crazy. Otaku does a few pushups while holding the screaming Lindsay. Lucky for Lindsay, Tha Puerto Rican clips Otaku’s right leg, causing him to lose his balance, and causing Lindsay to fall on top of him! Referee Charles Robinson counts. ONE! TWO! THRE-KICKOUT! COLE Close! So close! Tha Puerto Rican brawls with Ayane, while Lindsay brawls with Otaku II. PRL whips Ayane into the ropes. Mitsui goes for a clothesline, but PRL ducks, and gives Mitsui a German Suplex! Meanwhile, Otaku clotheslines Lindsay over the top rope and onto the floor. Referee Charles Robinson has all but given up trying to maintain order. Otaku turns his attention to Tha Puerto Rican, grabbing him while he’s posing, and kicking him in the gut. Otaku places PRL in between his legs, and tries to lift him up for the Bumblebee Clash! However, PRL won’t budge. Otaku tries several times, but Tha Puerto Rican fights back, by tossing Otaku over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE PRL is outside the ring just as Lindsay is coming back in! COACH Who’s legal? Does anyone know? Back in the ring, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez gives Ayane Mitsui a German Suplex. Lindsay does another German Suplex, and another, and then gets on the top rope. Lindsay sneers at the crowd, waiting for Ayane to get up. CABOOSE Guys, I think Lindsay is ready to finish this match! Indeed, once Ayane is at a vertical base, Lindsay leaps off the top rope, grabbing Ayane with her legs, and going for the Lindsay-Curana! HOWEVER, Mitsui holds on and lifts Lindsay up! She walks around the ring, holding Lindsay up in the air, while Lindsay punches Ayane in the forehead desperately trying to escape. Unfortunately for Lindsay, Ayane still holds on, and drops Lindsay with a sit-down powerbomb! COLE A sit-down powerbomb from Ayane Mitsui! COACH What a maneuver! CABOOSE I’m sitting next to Tweedle-Dee, and Tweedle-Dum. COACH Which one am I? CABOOSE Does it really matter? Ayane slowly gets up, the fatigue getting to her now. Lindsay, too, is slowly getting up. Ayane uses the ropes to help her up. COLE This match has taken a lot out of Ayane and Lindsay. Ayane especially, since we don’t know if she’s even 100%! COACH From the way she’s performed in this match, I’d be surprised if she WASN’T 100%. Ayane is up a few seconds before Lindsay is. Because of this, Mitsui sets up for… THE GOLDEN HIGH KICK!!! COLE There it is! The Golden High Kick! The match is over! Ayane covers Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez while the crowd cheers. Charles Robinson counts! 1…. 2…. 3---THA PUERTO RICAN BREAKS UP THE COUNT WITH THE SAN JUAN JAM! COACH What timing by Tha Puerto Rican! Able to break it up before the count of three! CABOOSE Way to go, PRL! Once again showing why you are one of the best wrestlers in the world today! COLE That 450 Splash, the San Juan Jam, may end up being the reason PRL and Lindsay win this match! Lindsay, Ayane, and PRL all lay on the mat in pain. Popick is frantically biting his nails, slapping the ring apron, doing whatever he can to get Lindsay or PRL up. By now, almost all of PRL’s facepaint has disappeared. Lindsay puts her right arm over Ayane’s chest. 1… 2… AYANE PUTS HER RIGHT SHOULDER UP!!! Popick is shocked! Lindsay remains calm, although she sneers at Ayane for a few seconds. PRL is back in his team’s corner, so Lindsay tags him in. COLE Ayane has a lot of fight left, even though she may not be 100%! She may have not completely healed from that brutal attack two weeks ago at the Mall Of America, and yet, here she is, refusing to quit! You can tell she wants revenge for what The Lightning Crew did to her back on July 14th on HeldDOWN~! PRL nails Mitsui with a knife-edged chop to the chest! He goes back to The Rock style punches, which brings Ayane down. Otaku II is now slowly getting up, using the ring apron for help. The Corporate 24/7 Champion whips Mitsui into the ropes, and hits her with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He goes for the cover…and gets a two count! PRL jaws with the ref, and then picks Ayane up, and whips her into his corner. PRL charges, and hits Ayane with a clothesline. He then grabs her, and runs with her to the ropes. PRL leaps over the top rope and onto the floor, doing the Necksnap on Ayane! PRL quickly gets back into the ring. Once Ayane is on her knees, P.R. runs and leaps over her, grabbing her neck in the process! The Lightning Shock! “A-YANE! A-YANE! A-YANE! A-YANE!” P.R. tags Lindsay. P.R. whips Ayane into the ropes, and then gives her a drop toehold. Lindsay bounces off the ropes, and kicks Ayane square in the jaw! CABOOSE That’s going to leave a mark! Lindsay lets her hair down and poses. She points to her shirt, motioning that she is going to take it off, and the crowd cheers. Lindsay starts removing her shirt… COACH I see a bra! But changes her mind, and flips off the crowd. COACH Nevermind. The crowd responds with LOUD boos for that. Lindsay does The Lightning Crew Salute, and then drops a knee on Ayane’s back. Cover. Two count! Lindsay stops to get a kiss from Tha Puerto Rican, and then picks up Ayane, and whips her into the ropes. She follows that up by applying a sleeperhold on Ayane Mitsui! COACH Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez has Ayane Mitsui in trouble! Otaku II is now on the ring apron, and is slapping the top turnbuckle pad in order to get the crowd into it. The crowd begins clapping in unison in support of Ayane. Meanwhile, the sleeperhold is starting to affect Ayane, as she drops to the mat, her arms still flailing. Lindsay has her legs wrapped around Ayane’s torso for extra leverage. Otaku II enters the ring, and kicks Lindsay in the head, stopping the sleeperhold, but is forced to return to his corner by Charles Robinson. PRL rushes into the ring, and bumps into Robinson, who bumps into Otaku II, who falls to the floor. CABOOSE Wonderful. Just wonderful. I am in awe of Tha Puerto Rican right now, and I’m not in awe all the time, so you know this is special. PRL gets back to his corner, while Lindsay kicks Ayane in the back of her head. Lindsay tags PRL back in. PRL taunts Ayane, licking his lips. PRL grabs Ayane, smells her hair, and then DRILLS her with a Dangerous DDT! COLE You think PRL gets likes hurting women? CABOOSE Oh come on! PRL is not some psycho pervert that you and the liberal media make him out to be! COACH Liberal media? CABOOSE Yeah, you heard me. Damn you and your Air America and your Michael Moore and your CNN-Commie News Network. COLE The hell does that have to do with anything? Just call the damn match! CABOOSE Frickin’ liberal. PRL covers Ayane. 1…2…Ayane puts her shoulder up! PRL picks Ayane up, and punches her in the face several times. The punches send Ayane to the ropes, where PRL attacks her with The Rock style punches. PRL spits in his left hand, and then blasts Ayane with a punch that sends Mitsui over the top rope! PRL stops to pose, cupping his right ear a’la Hulk Hogan. Except unlike Hogan, PRL receives loud boos instead of cheers. CABOOSE Come on Lightning Bolts! Show yourselves! Make your voices heard! COACH Caboose let it go. CABOOSE I will not let it go! Meanwhile, Lindsay heads over to where Ayane is lying, and kicks her in her stomach. The crowd boos get louder as Lindsay chokes Ayane with her right boot. Lindsay throws Ayane back into the ring, where Tha Puerto Rican is waiting. PRL tags in Lindsay, and then throws Ayane into another turnbuckle. PRL whips Ayane into the opposite turnbuckle, and follows by whipping Lindsay into the turnbuckle where Ayane is standing. However, Ayane escapes before Lindsay can attack, and does a sunset flip on PRL! Lindsay does a dropkick onto Ayane’s back, stopping the sunset flip! COACH That was a great move by Gonzalez. Gonzalez does a snapmare on Mitsui, and then applies a sleeperhold on her. Lindsay once again has her legs wrapped around Ayane’s torso for extra leverage. Referee Charles Robinson checks on Ayane, while the crowd claps in unison. PRL and Popick applaud Lindsay. COLE The fans are trying to get Ayane to make the tag! CABOOSE Too bad it won’t work. Ayane starts to fade, but suddenly gets a burst of energy, and shakes her hands. The crowd cheers get louder, as Ayane gets on one knee. The cheers get even louder as Ayane gets on her feet, with Lindsay still applying the sleeperhold. Ayane grabs Lindsay from behind, and gives her a back suplex to break the sleeperhold! COLE Both women don’t have much energy left. This match has taken a lot of them. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez and Ayane Mitsui both lie in the middle of the ring, with referee Charles Robinson doing the 10 count. Ayane begins slowly crawling over to her corner. Instead of crawling over to Tha Puerto Rican, Lindsay decides to crawl over to Ayane to stop her from making the tag. However, Ayane makes the hot tag to Otaku II, who greets Lindsay with a punch to the forehead knocking her down! PRL gets into the ring, and is also met with a punch to the forehead. Lindsay gets back up, and gets knocked down again! PRL gets back up, but is quickly knocked down again also! Otaku beats on Lindsay, and then charges towards her, clotheslining her over the top rope onto the floor! COLE Otaku is like a man possessed! He’s fueled by what happened back on July 14th! He wants revenge for his wife! He was forced to watch it all, and he is using that as motivation! The crowd cheers, since PRL and Otaku are alone in the ring. Popick throws a chair into the ring. Tha Puerto Rican tries to grab it, but Otaku steps on the chair, and punches PRL in the forehead. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Popick checks on Lindsay. However, Ayane Mitsui shoves Popick aside, and proceeds to beat on Lindsay some more outside the ring! CABOOSE What a bruta! She’s beating on a poor, defenseless woman for crying out loud! That’s terrible! COACH Hey, she’s apart of this match, so it’s fair game! Otaku II grabs the chair and looks at it, as if he is hesitant to use it. COLE Otaku isn’t really a hardcore wrestler, so smashing chairs over people’s heads isn’t his forte. Otaku looks at the crowd, who cheers loudly. He then looks at PRL, who is on his knees, begging Otaku II not to use the chair. Otaku looks at the chair again, and decides to use it! COACH But after what happened to Ayane, I’m sure Otaku can change his style a little bit! Otaku places the chair in the middle of the ring, and then plays to the crowd. He punches PRL in the face, and then places him between his legs. The crowd cheers get louder. Otaku II lifts PRL up, and stands over the chair. Otaku II looks at the madly cheering crowd… AND DOES THE BUMBLEBEE CLASH WITH THE TOP OF PRL’S HEAD HITTING THE CHAIR!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! COLE OH MY! Otaku just gave PRL the Bumblebee Clash with PRL’s head hitting that chair! COACH That’s for Ayane! CABOOSE Dear God! What kind of monster is Otaku!? What a sadistic, evil thing to do! He should be arrested! That’s a crime what he did! Otaku grabs PRL for the Sharpshooter, but PRL quickly rolls out of the ring. While all of this is going on, Popick has set up a table outside of the ring. Lindsay and Ayane are brawling near the table, fighting to put the other on the table. From out of nowhere, Ayane Mitsui does the Golden High Kick on Lindsay, who flops onto the table! Popick tries to attack, so Ayane hits HIM with the Golden High Kick! COLE This is just like the Hardcore Match between Lindsay and Ayane two weeks ago! COACH It’s almost like Ayane wants to take us back to that match, and change the result! Mitsui enters the ring, and heads to the top rope. The crowd stands up, anticipating what is going to happen next. Lindsay lies on the top of the table, while Popick is knocked out on the entrance ramp. PRL and Otaku are both trying to get up. Ayane plays to the crowd, and then sneers at Lindsay, before leaping off the top rope… However, Lindsay gets off the table…. And Ayane CRASHES through the table! COLE And Lindsay got off the table just in the nick of time! Ayane lies in the wreckage of the table with a glazed over look in her eyes. COLE I think it’s safe to say that Ayane Mitsui is out of this match. COACH Definitely. CABOOSE HA! HA! That’s great. Serves her right for getting into a match when she’s not at 100%! Maybe she’ll learn her lesson. COACH Ayane may have to wait a little longer to be 100% thanks to crashing through that table! CABOOSE Well, that’s life. You do stupid things you pay the consequences. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez gets up, and heads into the ring. Ayane is still knocked out. Otaku II is about to attack Lindsay, but PRL grabs him, and throws him the chair. Van Daminator! Lindsay high fives PRL, and then picks Otaku up. She shakes her hips to get the crowd going, and then takes him to a turnbuckle. Lindsay whips Otaku II—NO! Otaku reverses, and places Lindsay in between his legs, lifting her up for…the Bumblebee Clash~! COLE There it is! The Bumblebee Clash in the middle of the ring! Otaku has this match won! Otaku II covers Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, the crowd waiting for the count. However, before Charles Robinson can make the count, Stephen Joseph Popick enters the ring with the chair. Charles Robinson stops Popick, and yells at him. While this is going on, Popick drops the chair in the ring. Popick argues with the referee, while Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring. PRL kicks Otaku II in the back of the head, and pulls him off Lindsay. Popick continues arguing with the ref, while PRL kicks Otaku II in the stomach…and gives him the Latin Slam (Rock Bottom) on top of the chair! COLE PRL just gave Otaku the Latin Slam on top of the chair! COACH And that move took the energy out of Tha Puerto Rican too! Everyone’s out! Indeed, PRL, Otaku II, and Lindsay all lay on the mat while Ayane is still knocked out on the outside. That ends soon, as Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez slowly crawls over to Otaku II, and puts her right arm over his chest. COLE Lindsay is the only one moving! Referee Charles Robinson counts. 1… 2…. 3!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (15:25) CABOOSE Oh yeah! The right team won! Woo-hoo! COLE Oh damnit! For the second consecutive month, Tha Puerto Rican has screwed somebody of a victory! Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez gets up, and gets her hand raised by Charles Robinson. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of this match, the team of Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez and “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RRRRRICIIICCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! “No Chance In Hell” by Bradley Royds starts playing while the crowd boos loudly. Stephen Joseph enters the ring, and helps Tha Puerto Rican up while Otaku II is still lying on the mat. PRL hugs Lindsay and gives her a kiss while the crowd chants “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” COACH This was pretty much a 3 on 2 Handicap Match! It was because of Stephen Joseph throwing that chair in the ring that led to PRL and Lindsay winning. CABOOSE No it wasn’t. PRL and Lindsay would have won this match anyway. They just won it sooner thanks to Popick. Popick continues holding Tha Puerto Rican up. P.R., Popick, and Lindsay laugh at Otaku and Ayane, and then exit the ring, laughing the entire time. PRL and Lindsay kiss again on the entrance ramp, congratulating each other on their win. COLE Let’s take a look back at the end of this match. The OAOAST Rewind brought to you by Starbucks ™ appears on screen showing Ayane going through the table. COACH Ayane tried to take Lindsay out of the match by doing a splash through the table, but Lindsay moved out just in the nick of time, and Ayane fell right through the table, knocking her out, thus taking HER out of the match instead. Cut to Popick throwing the chair in the ring. COACH (CONT’D) Popick threw the chair in the ring behind the ref’s back, allowing PRL the perfect opportunity to prevent Otaku from getting the win by giving him a Latin Slam on the chair! Lindsay used all the energy she had left to cover Otaku, and got the 1, 2, 3! What a heck of a match! Cut back to current time as Ayane has crawled into the ring to check on Otaku. PRL and Lindsay, both sweaty and out of breath, obviously suffering from fatigue, still have enough energy to gloat over their victory as they stand on the entrance ramp. “No Chance In Hell” continues playing as PRL, Popick, and Lindsay pose, PR posing with the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt. COLE Otaku hoped that tonight he would get his revenge on Tha Puerto Rican, but I guess he’ll have to wait some more in order for that to happen! COACH Even though they lost the match, Otaku II and Ayane Mitsui put up one hell of a fight! At least they can walk to the back knowing that they almost won. CABOOSE The key word is “almost”. They didn’t win. PRL and Lindsay did. And that is what will be printed in the OAOAST record book, not that Otaku and Ayane almost won! Otaku is now up, just in time to see PRL give Lindsay a big wet French kiss, which further pisses Otaku off. Stephen Joseph Popick, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez leave, while Otaku II and Ayane Mitsui start to get up. COLE Well, I tell ya, PRL may have won the battle, but the war between him and Otaku is far from over! CABOOSE He should just give up. There’s no sense trying to beat PRL. He is unbeatable. COACH I think Otaku won’t listen to your advice, ‘Boose. CABOOSE And that is why Tha Puerto Rican will crush him. COLE We don’t know that yet Cole. This rivalry between Tha Puerto Rican and Otaku II isn’t over yet. Not by a long shot. Edited August 4, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 COLE Folks, what a wild night it's already been, and we've got a whole lot more left for you, including what should be a wild match for the OAOAST World Title. But right now, we're all set for our #1 contender's match: Hoff taking on CSI's Brock Ausstin. COACH Aww, this should be a hot one, playas, between two guys who have never faced off. COLE We know the history between Hoff and Chris Stevens, but so far the big man has steered clear of his nemesis' faction. That all changes tonight. CABOOSE Yes, and furthermore, there's only been a handful of times that Hoff has faced someone more powerful than he is. I think this is one of those times. It should be interesting. The house lights go down and "Punishment" by BIOHAZARD kicks in. The boo-birds come out as Brock Ausstin steps onto the stage. COLE Good lord, what a physique on that man! CABOOSE Settle down, Cole. You're drooling. Brock does the HAPPY HAPPY HOSS DANCE~ on the stage, then heads down the ramp, cursing at the occassional fan as he does. COACH Brock does look good tonight, playas, and you know he's got to be in a good mood. Chris Stevens finally made good on his word. COLE Chris Stevens delivered in a big way, and we saw he and Brock make amends earlier. For the first time in a month, all seems to be well in the CSI camp. Brock hops onto the ring apron, and fireworks shoot off from the ring posts. Brock steps through the ropes and raises his arms, letting off a guttural scream. CABOOSE Indeed, and tonight, all of CSI have big opportunities. Chris Stevens gets a shot at the Heartland Title, and Jay Richards is in the Ultimate X match. COACH Well what about Jumbo? CABOOSE I'm sure he's the "Playstation Champion" or something. Brock's theme dies down, and the chants already fill the air. "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" CUE: "Black" *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!* And the fans EXPLODE as Hoff steps onto the stage!! COLE THERE HE IS!! The number one contender!! Hoff looks around him before heading down the aisle, eyes locked on Brock Ausstin. Brock grins a big, goofy hoss grin as Hoff keeps his gaze focused, shouting up at Brock as he makes it to the ring. COLE Hoff looks ready for this contest. He looks pumped! Hoff steps into the ring and points at Brock, causing the monster to take a few steps toward Hoff. Referee Charles Robinson holds him off, and Hoff takes the opportunity to climb up the near corner and throw his fist into the air, soaking in the crowd's reaction. COACH These guys are rarin' to go, guys! I can't wait! Hoff climbs off of the ropes...and Brock BLOWS past Robinson and nails Hoff from behind!! COLE HEY! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Little Naitch calls for the bell as Brock starts pounding on Hoff's back with vicious forearm shots. *ding ding ding ding ding* COLE Come on! This isn't right! CABOOSE I like it. Brock hammers down on Hoff, drawing the ire of the Toronto crowd. COACH You'd think these Bizarro-land Canadians would hate Hoff. CABOOSE You'd think everyone would. Hoff falls to his knees, and Brock grabs him from behind by the hair. Robinson warns him about the tactic, but Brock brushes past him, pulling Hoff to the center of the ring. Brock, still holding Hoff, rears back and throws a HUGE clothesline that sends the big man down! Hoff lands hard on his back, and Brock steps on his chest, raising his arms into the air. Robinson gets down to make the count, but Hoff rolls free before even the one. COLE Now come on. Brock had better take Hoff more seriously than that! CABOOSE Why? He's in control. He can do whatever he wants! Brock picks Hoff up and whips him into the ropes. Hoff comes off and ducks a clothesline, then hits the strands and comes off the far side! Brock turns around, and catches Hoff with a SIDEWALK SLAM! The fans "oooh" as Hoff hits hard, and Brock leans into a lacquidasical cover...and Hoff kicks out at two. COACH Gotta admit, Brock has taken the advantage he gained in the beginning of this match and ran with it! Brock gets up and pulls Hoff up with him. The man-ster grabs Hoff by the head and neck and throws him into a neutral corner. Hoff's back hits the buckles, and he collapses in, allowing Brock to back up before lowering his shoulder and charging in, SPEARING Hoff in the corner! The fans boo as Brock backs up, thrusting his shoulder again and again into the ribs of the Future. COACH Heh heh, thrusting. Ausstin grabs Hoff's arm and whips him out....but holds on, spinning Hoff and throwing him HARD back into the buckle! Hoff lets out a painful-sounding groan as he hits, and with a smirk Brock whips him cross-corner. Hoff collapses in the far corner, and Brock charges in head-first...but Hoff gets a boot up!! COLE There we go! The fans come alive as Brock stumbles backwards, holding the top of his head. Hoff steps out of the corner, but Brock turns around and grabs Hoff, driving him back into the buckles! Brock again lowers his shoulder, and rams it into the ribs of Hoff! CABOOSE Good ring presence there by Brock to catch Hoff before he could get any momentum started. Brock pulls Hoff out of the corner by the hair, dragging him to the center of the ring before throwing his arm over Hoff's head. Brock hooks Hoff up and hoists him, dropping him with a vertical suplex. The impact shakes the ring, and Brock crawls over into a cover. ONE, TWO, but Hoff kicks out in time. Brock remains unfazed, again pulling Hoff to his feet. Brock grabs Hoff and presses him high overhead, setting flashbulbs off across the crowd! COLE What power from Brock Ausstin! Brock turns around for the crowd, taking in their reaction before pushing Hoff up and letting him fall face-first to the canvas! Brock turns around, rolling Hoff onto his back before making the cover! ONE! TWO! THR--NO!! Hoff kicks out!! COACH Well playas, as dominant as Brock has been, he can't seem to put Hoff away! COLE Yeah, but Hoff is only human. He can only take so much. He NEEDS to swing the momentum, somehow. Brock looks up at Robinson, pissed, but the ref holds up two fingers. Brock turns back to Hoff, pulling him up by the hair, but Hoff fires a forearm! Brock is stunned, allowing Hoff to throw another shot, but this time Brock DRILLS him with a knee to the gut, stopping Hoff's momentum cold! Brock takes the opportunity to whip Hoff into the ropes, but the big man reverses and sends Ausstin in! COLE Is this the opening Hoff needed? Brock comes off the ropes, and Hoff throws a clothesline, but Brock ducks it! Brock keeps running-- right into a back elbow! The fans cheer as Hoff grabs a dazed Brock by the arm and whips him, but Brock reverses and sends Hoff into the ropes! Hoff comes off...and NAILS Brock with a diving clothesline!! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Brock drops to the canvas, and Hoff rolls up to his feet, ROARING as he begs Brock on! Hoff waves his foe up, and Brock finds his feet. He turns...into a HUGE right hand from Hoff! Another big right hand! Another! ANOTHER! ANOTHER!! COLE Hoff has just caught fire! Brock stumbles back into the ropes, and Hoff rears back, pointing at Brock before delivering one last HUGE right hand to the temple, knocking Brock backwards and over the top rope!! Brock lands hard on the protective mats outside and climbs to his hands and knees, shaking the cobwebs free! "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" Brock gets to his feet, and looks up...just in time to see Hoff FLYING over the top rope! The fans cheer-- but the cheers are silenced as Brock catches Hoff!! COACH DAYUM~! Brock lets out a war cry as he charges with Hoff in his arms, ramming Hoff's back into the steel ring post!! Brock lets Hoff drop, and the big man falls to the floor! COLE Well what a great opening for Brock, and you've got to be impressed by his power! CABOOSE Absolutely. So far, besides one flurry of offense, this match has been all Brock Ausstin. Brock picks Hoff up by the hair and RAMS his head into the ring apron! Hoff bounces backwards, leaning on the guardrail. The fans reach out and touch their hero as Robinson slides out of the ring and gives Brock a verbal warning. CABOOSE Aw, come on, Charles! It's all legal on the outside! Robinson points to the ring, and Brock begs off, relenting. The man-ster grabs Hoff and rolls him into the ring, sliding in behind him and laying into a lateral press. Robinson makes the count, but again, Hoff is out at two. COLE Well Brock is in control, he has Hoff hurt. All he really has to do is put him away. COACH I think he wants to do just that! A cry goes up from the audience as Brock signals for the end! The CSI heavy hitter pulls Hoff up by the hair, then lifts him onto his back with a fireman's carry!! The fans hit their feet! COLE The F-Stunner-5! This one will be over! CABOOSE We'll have a new #1 contender! Thank the Lord!! Brock yells as he lifts Hoff up, SPINS him...but Hoff lands on his feet!! Brock throws a wild clothesline, but Hoff ducks and Brock's momentum carries him around! Hoff grabs him by the waist, and hits a GERMAN SUPLEX! The bridge!! ONE! TWO! NO!!!! Brock bridges out of the pinning predicament! Hoff lets go and the two men roll to their feet! Brock is up first and charges, but Hoff grabs him by the waist and hits an overhead BELLY-TO-BELLY!! Brock goes flying across the ring! The fans are going BANANA as Hoff gets to his feet, begging Brock on!! COLE Look at Hoff go! Brock uses the corner ropes to pull himself up, and throws a WILD haymaker, ducked by Hoff, who then SLAPS the taste out of Brock's mouth! The fans go wild as Hoff grabs Brock by the shoulders and shoves him into the buckle, and then fires off a right hand! Another! Another! Brock reels, and Hoff whips him across the ring! Brock hits chest-first, and stumbles back a step...only to be flattened with a STINGER SPLASH!! Brock crumples into the corner, and Hoff spins him around so he faces the ring. COACH The big man is unstoppable! COLE I think it's fair to say the momentum has swung! CABOOSE @#$% Hoff lifts Brock onto the top turnbuckle pad, then climbs up onto the bottom rope! Hoff lifts Brock, all the way onto the top rope, then scales up after him! Hoff climbs to the second...no, to the TOP rope, and hooks Brock up! Hoff rears back...and hits the SUPERPLEX!! COLE Good lord! Superplex off the top rope! This one is finished! Hoff rolls over and lays into a cover! Robinson with the count! ONE!! TWO!! NO!!!!! Brock kicks out!! COLE Wow, I can't believe Brock kicked out of that! CABOOSE Oh yeah, you know it, Michael. Brock is on his way to the main event at Angleslam. Hoff gets up slowly, looking across the screaming crowd. Hoff nods, feeling the momentum as he picks Brock up, but Brock snatches Hoff around the waist and HURLS him overhead with a belly-to-belly throw!! COACH WHOA~! Where did that come from?! The fans jeer as Brock gets to his feet, shaking his head in an attempt to clear his mind. Brock spies Hoff and stalks over to him, pulling him up by the hair. Brock whips Hoff into the ropes, and catches him coming off with a BEARHUG!! COLE Oh, no! Brock Ausstin's debilitating bearhug! Everyone knows, when a hoss locks this on you, it's certain doom! CABOOSE (nodding) Rule of wrestling #14. Brock shakes Hoff like a rag doll, trying to squeeze the life out of him, but Hoff grabs Brock's arms with his hands! COLE What the...is he...is he trying to pry Brock Ausstin's arms apart?!? CABOOSE What?! No @#$% way. No way he can...can he? Brock's eyes go wide as Hoff STRAINS, his muscles going tense as he tries to pull Brock's arms apart!! Brock shakes Hoff....but Hoff stays on him, pulling...and pulling....and pulling....and HOFF GETS THE ARMS APART! The crowd EXPLODES!! COLE OH MY GOD! CABOOSE No way that just happened. COACH I know I've already said it once this match...but DAYUM~! Brock looks positively shocked, allowing Hoff to kick him in the midsection! Brock doubles over, and Hoff scores with a DDT! Hoff goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! NO!!!! Brock barely gets a shoulder up! Hoff rolls to his feet...and the fans BOO?! COLE WAIT A MINUTE! Here comes Stevens!! Indeed, Chris Stevens comes jogging down the aisle. Stevens slows as he gets to the ring calling up to Hoff. Hoff turns...and immediately makes a break for his arch-rival!! Hoff tries to dive through the ropes, but Robinson grabs him by the midsection and holds him back!! COACH Wow, not bad power from the ref there, either. Stevens saunters closer to the ring as Hoff stands upright, screaming down at Stevens from the ring. Robinson tries to push Hoff away from the ropes, then orders Stevens to the back. Meanwhile, Stevens starts jawing back at Hoff, hurling obscenities and threats. COLE Oh man, this is volatile, someone needs to get Chris Stevens out of here! Stevens takes another step toward the ring...but here comes Carl Winslow and OAOAST security! Carl grabs Stevens' arm, pulling him back, and the rest of the force steps in front of him. Stevens gets taken to the back, jawing all the while with the big man. COLE Chris Stevens is a menace. He's a disgrace to this company. CABOOSE You take that back. COLE In any event....hey, WAIT!! Hoff turns back to the ring...and Brock lifts him onto his shoulders! With a roar, Brock lifts Hoff, spins him, and DROPS him with the F-Stunner-5!! COLE THE F-STUNNER-5!! BROCK JUST NAILED HOFF WITH HIS FINISHER!! CABOOSE YES!!! COVER HIM, BROCK!! Brock rolls Hoff over and hooks the leg! Robinson counts! ONE!!!! TWO!! THREE NO!!!!!!!!!!! Hoff gets a shoulder up!! COLE SOMEHOW, Hoff kicked out! I have no idea how! COACH Oh man, what is Brock gonna do now!! Brock gets up, shocked. He looks down at Hoff, anger in his eyes. Brock STOMPS at Hoff, kicking him in the ribs, before picking him up yet again! Brock hoists Hoff onto his shoulders! COLE A second F-Stunner-5, and I don't think ANYONE has ever kicked out of two. Brock lifts Hoff, spins him....but Hoff shifts his weight and turns the move into a DDT!!! The crowd goes CRAZY as Brock's skull bounces off the mat, and both men come to rest on the canvas!! COLE WHAT A COUNTER!! Both men lie breathing on the mat, exhausted. COLE But what could happen now?! What else could....oh no. CABOOSE HEY! All right! COLE Look who's back. The crowd roars in disdain as Chris Stevens AGAIN runs down the ramp. COACH We need better security. After Chris comes Jumbo, who is wearing Carl Winslow's hat. COLE What?! Aw, come on! That's not right! CABOOSE Maybe Jumbo ate Carl. You couldn't tell. Hell, maybe Carl ate Jumbo! COLE That makes NO sense. In any event, it seems that Chris Stevens and Jumbo have taken out our security guards! Stevens slides into the ring, waiting for Hoff to find his feet. Both Hoff and Ausstin start to stir, but Hoff is up first. COLE Look out, Hoff! Hoff gets up, and turns...right into a SUPER--NO! Hoff ducks......and the kick hits BROCK AUSSTIN!!!! COLE OH MY GOD!! Stevens has just laid out Brock Ausstin!! For the second time in as many months, Chris Stevens has taken out his own man! CABOOSE Yeah, but I don't think he meant to this time-- OH NO!! Stevens, shocked, turns to leave....and eats a SPINEBUSTER~!! Hoff drives him down, and the CSI leader rolls out of the ring and into the arms of Jumbo, who helps him to the back. Meanwhile, Brock is OUT. Hoff reaches down, picks him up, and hooks him....in a reverse fireman's carry? COLE What the... COACH This isn't how the F-5 works...fellas.... Hoff walks to the center of the ring with Brock on his back.....and DRILLS him with the AXEL SLAM!!!!!!!! TRIPLE C COLE Hoff just hit the AXEL SLAM on Brock Ausstin!! COACH Talk about sending a message! D-D-D-DAYUM~! Hoff gets to his feet...and SLASHES HIS ARMS!! COLE OH YEAH!! He's not done yet!! CABOOSE This makes me sick! The fans get to THEIR feet as Hoff pulls Brock off the mat! Hoff hooks Brock from behind, lifts him up....holds him..................and DROPS him with the FUTURE SHOCK!!!! COLE FUTURE SHOCK!! THAT'S IT! IT'S ALL OVER!! Hoff gets to his feet, puts a boot on the chest of Brock Ausstin, and raises one fist into the air. ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!!!!!!! *ding ding ding ding ding* BUFFER The winner of this bout, and STILL number-one-contender.....HOFF!!!!!!!!!! "Black" hits as Robinson raises Hoff's hand. Hoff looks down at a motionless Brock Ausstin, mouthing the words "now you know" before climbing up the corner ropes and flexing his muscles for the crowd. COACH You could count to 100 and I don't think Brock would get up. COLE In any event, Hoff is STILL the #1 contender, and he'll face the World Champion, WHOMEVER it may be, at Angleslam! CABOOSE Provided he can get past Alfdogg on Thursday. COLE We now know it will be Hoff against Alfdogg for that shot this week on HeldDown! But what will Brock's reaction be to what happened here tonight? What will he say to Chris Stevens? Hoff hops out of the ring, walking backwards up the aisle as he looks at the ring with a smile. COLE And can anyone stop that man on his way to regaining the World Title? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 MATTHEWS: What a matchup we just saw between two great superstars, ladies and gentlemen. And now introducing one of the newest superstars in OAOAST, here is the Black Widow! ”Going Under” blares through the arena, as Black Widow emerges from underneath the ramp… wearing her usual black bikini, with matching panties. She crawls her way to the ring, and slowly lifts her long, sexy left leg over the top rope, followed by the right. The crowd happily enjoys the view. MATTHEWS: Hello, umm…Black Widow. In your debut match, you had, well, a less than desirable performance against Stephen Joseph. Why are you here for this PPV? BLACK WIDOW: Why I here? Oh, you so silly! Every person wanting to see me! Da? The crowd faintly says “Da.” MATTHEWS: Hmmm… do you want to be in contention for the title? BLACK WIDOW: Oh, I haved the many titles already… I won singles and doubles tennis in Moscow, Filderstadt, Monte Carlo… MATTHEWS: No, I mean the OAOAST Women’s Title… BLACK WIDOW: Oh, no no… I am not person for that. I not here for wrestle. If little girls want play game for a title, that is their decisioned. MATTHEWS: This is OAOAST. Why did you join if you don’t want to wrestle? BLACK WIDOW: Wrestle is for barbarian mans, and silly woman. The Women’s Tennis Association told me join OAOAST and get more fans. American fan need to know more of us Rooskis. As you see Mr. Matthew, American people enjoy see me like I am. Do not you like too? *blows kiss* MATTHEWS: (Blushing) Ooh, I guess I can’t dislike that! BLACK WIDOW: Da! Now now, enough of chit chat! Let have fun! Black Widow starts dancing in the ring, and gives the fans many good looks at her goodies. She does splits in the ring, and twirls her hair while softly letting out her tennis grunts… …and “The Lightbringer” from Infector interrupts her mid-grunt. Asmodai and Mephisto walk down to the ring making crucifix symbols, with Lilian walking behind them. Asmodai and Mephisto walk into the ring, and look menacingly at Black Widow, while Josh Matthews cowardly leaves the ring. BLACK WIDOW: Oh my, hello big muscular American men! Do you want to play? Asmodai looks puzzlingly back at Lilian while she looks very angry. Mephisto slowly walks up to Black Widow, looking very menacing. BLACK WIDOW: Ooh, so you do want to play! *blows kiss* I can give you tennis lesson right here. It look like you need some flexibility, you very tense. Only 175 kronur. MEPHISTO: No. Lilian has had enough, and runs into the ring, screaming with her long screeching voice… while Mephisto and Asmodai return backstage looking puzzled. Lilian gets right in Black Widow’s face… LILIAN: YOU DON’T STAND A CHANCE, SATAN IS ON OUR SIDE! (in the most annoyingly screeching voice ever) BLACK WIDOW: Oh dear, you are very rough looking. I see why you are anger. I guess I having must wrestle again. Please, try not hit me hard. *The bell immediately rings, and Lilian goes right to the attack on an unprepared Black Widow. Lilian connects with a series of punches and kicks to the midsection, which Black Widow lazily sells while being forced to the corner of the ring.* COLE: Looks like Black Widow is struggling again… CABOOSE: Everything was great before this beast came along! Go Black Widow! Udachi! Vychnasch! COLE: Are you cheering in Russian? (sigh) *Lilian continues her ill-fated punching barrage in the corner, then finally manages to get Black Widow to the mat with a single arm DDT. Lilian then applies the sleeper hold to further annoy the crowd. The referee checks to see if Black Widow will submit, but she will not let her arm drop once, and flips her hair a few times. Lilian drops the hold, and does a knee drop, and Black Widow shows mild discomfort, with another hair flip. They both get up, and Lilian runs off the ropes and hits a huge spear on Black Widow. Lilian goes for the pin…* … *Black Widow kicks out at 0.57 seconds, as Lilith looks annoyed working with this useless slug. Lilian takes advantage again with a snap suplex, and goes for another resthold, as she locks in a triangle choke. This move bothers Widow, so she pushes Lilian away. Widow throws Lilian to the ropes, and connects with the SLAPS ASS BIG BOOT!... but, Black Widow falls after connecting.* COLE: Not to be mean, but Black Widow is showing she’s greener than grass. CABOOSE: I’d rather see her show her pink. *Lilian gets infuriorated, and starts hitting Black Widow with stiff-looking punches, which brings Black Widow to her knees. Lilian dumps Black Widow outside of the ring, and launches herself off the rope with a suicide plancha!* CABOOSE: No! Someone help her! She’s very fragile! COLE: This ain’t tennis, Caboose… this is OAOAST! *Lilian throws Widow back in the ring, and does her crucifix symbol, signifying that this match may be ending soon. Lilian climbs to the top rope, and it looks like it’s time for the Impaling! Lilian waits… and waits… and waits… for Black Widow to finally get up. Lilian goes for the top rope spear… but misses while Black Widow walks away to fix her panties bunching in her BUTT! And flips her hair.* CABOOSE: What a great counter! *Lilian lays on the mat like she’s dead, and Black Widow looks to the crowd about what to do next. Black Widow realizes it’s time to maybe win a match! Black Widow wraps her legs around Lilian’s head and torques her back in an awkward position. It’s the Spider Web! Lilian just lays there, and the referee raises her arm… It drops once… …and Black Widow lets go of the move, and starts celebrating.* COLE: Does she think she’s won? CABOOSE: Damn that other federation that’s started only one count submissions! They tricked our beautiful goddess! *The referee tells Black Widow the match isn’t over, and Black Widow looks confused… asking what she does now. In her confusion, Lilian gets up and schoolboys the Widow… 1… 2… 2.67.* CABOOSE: Whew! *Lilian takes control again and connects with a Shining Wizard. She sets Black Widow up for the rolling germans… 1 german suplex… 2 german suplexes… going for the 3rd, but Lilian collapses to the mat, grabbing her back!* COLE: I guess the Spider Web had an effect on that. *Black Widow picks up the fallen Lilian, and irish whips her in the corner. Widow with the raised foot choke on Lilian. Then Widow hits a weak powerbomb in the middle of the ring. Black Widow climbs the top rope and begins her tennis serving motion, and she lets out a loud Monika Seles-like “UGHAAAAR!”* CABOOSE: You can play tennis with me anytime, baby. *Lilian slowly gets up, and Black Widow connects with her service-like motion clothesline! Black Widow goes for the cover! 1… 2… 3! Black Widow does a quick dance, then quickly leaves the arena so nobody can try to wrestle with her again.* CABOOSE: Yes! Yes! Widow, I love you! COLE: Black Widow wins in a bowling shoe ugly match. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) ANGLESLAM August 28, 2005 SCHIAVONE Fans, we look forward to seeing you at Angleslam. Our last of our Elite 4 pay-per-views until Anglepalooza in January. VENTURA At least we know the main event of Angleslam, Tony Schiavone. Alfdogg vs. Tony Brannigan. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" SCHIAVONE Now, wait a minute, Jesse. It's a possibility, but not set in stone. VENTURA It is now. You know why? SCHIAVONE I'm afraid to ask. VENTURA Because I called it. SCHIAVONE I knew you were going to say that. Anyway, Jess, we're down to our last 5 night tonight, 3 of which involved championships. Our next match will involved one of the men you predict will be in the main event at Angleslam, as Alfdogg defends his Heartland Title. But it isn't just any match, is it? VENTURA No, it isn't. It's a barbed wire ladder match. C.S.I.'s Chris Stevens will meet the current champion Alfdogg, who, in my opinion, is the most underrate World Champion in OAOAST history. I believe Alfdogg's gonna have one helluva week. Let's not forget we still got the Ultimate X match, which I'm personally looking forward to, and the big street fight between Dan Black and Zack Malibu. SCHIAVONE (smiling) Okay, let's send it over to Michael Buffer. As the camera cuts back to the arena, the lights are out, with a single gold spotlight focused on the OAOAST Heartland championship belt. The crowd begins to cheer. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the OAOAST Heartland championship! And will be contested under BARBED WIRE LADDER MATCH RULES! Bound for the Floor by Local H hits and Chris Stevens makes his way through the curtains to the boos of the crowd. BUFFER Making his way to the ring, the challenger! From Rochester, Minnesota...weighing in at 221 pounds...the leader of CSI...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSS STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVENNNNNNNNNSSSSS!!!!! Stevens makes his way around the ladder in the aisleway, then gets in the ring and looks up at the Heartland title belt hanging some 15 feet in the air. The Wall by Kansas hits and Alfdogg makes his way to the ring, receiving a mixed reaction from the Toronto crowd. BUFFER And his opponent...from Anderson, Indiana, weighing in at 245 pounds...a former Heavyweight champion of the World...and the REIGNING OAOAST Heartland Champion...ALFFFDOOOOOGG!!! Alf slides into the ring and gets face-to-face with Stevens as the referee explains the match to them. HEBNER This match is for the OAOAST Heartland championship. The rules are very short and simple...bring the ladder wrapped in barbed wire into the ring...climb the ladder, grab the belt. There are no disqualifications, you can use the ladder on your opponent in any way you so choose. Good luck to both of you. *DING DING DING* COACH Here we go, Cole! What a great matchup this should be! Alf and Stevens circle the ring twice, and then tie up. Stevens grabs a side headlock, but Alf pushes him into the ropes and knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Alf runs to the ropes, and Stevens leapfrogs him, then drops down and catches Alf with a monkey flip! Alf pops right back up, but gets caught with a headlock takeover! Alf reverses with a headscissor, but Stevens spins around, flips over, and counters to a backslide, but Alf quickly rolls off and catches Stevens with a headlock takeover of his own! Stevens with a headscissor to counter, but Alf NIPS UP~! then catches Stevens with a savate kick, then comes off the ropes with a swinging neckbreaker! Stevens gets to his feet, grabbing his throat, and is met with a clothesline to the floor! Alf taunts Stevens in the ring as he is on the floor trying to gather his thoughts. COLE Some good wrestling here, as Alf seems to be frustrating the challenger early on! Alf follows Stevens outside and they slug it out on the floor. Stevens gives Alf a knee to the gut and grabs a headlock, but Alf sends him into the post! Alf then goes around the corner of the ring and pulls the protective mat off the floor to reveal the concrete. Alf drags Stevens over and sets up a piledriver, but Stevens backdrops Alf onto the concrete! COLE Reversal, and Alf takes a nasty bump on the bare concrete! Stevens catches his breath, then picks up Alf and tosses him back into the ring. Stevens stops to jaw with some ringside fans, and that's when Alf recovers and pulls Stevens to the apron by his hair! Stevens, however, gives Alf a shoulder thrust to the stomach, then springboards over and catches Alf with a DDT!!! COACH What a move that was by Stevens! Alf got planted with that one! Stevens sits up and wipes the sweat from his brow in a cocky manner, then goes up to the second rope and drives an elbow into the heart of Alf. COLE Elbow straight into the heart of Alf, and it looks like Stevens is going for the ladder now! COACH Wait, he's stopping at the apron... Stevens retreats to the outside, and looks under the apron. He comes out with a trashcan and a lid, which he throws into the ring as Alf is just coming to his senses. Stevens grabs the lid and smacks it on the mat, waiting for Alf to come to his feet. When he does, Stevens smacks him over the head with the lid twice! Alf drops to one knee, but manages to stagger back up. Stevens puts the trash can over Alf, then goes to the top and hits a missile dropkick! He then points outside to the ladder, and cups his ear to the crowd, receiving boos. COLE Alf taking a pounding here, Coach! COACH Indeed he is, and NOW Stevens is going to get the ladder! He makes his way down the aisle and grabs the ladder, then brings it back down to the ring. Alf has slid to the outside, so Stevens sets the ladder down and gives Alf a clothesline, then throws him back into the ring, following with the ladder. Stevens holds the ladder over his head to pose for the crowd, then turns and is met with an Alf front dropkick, sending the ladder into him and knocking him to the floor! COLE Good move by Alf there to buy himself some time...well, he's going to follow him out! This could prove to be a mistake on the part of the champion! Alf makes his way to his feet after a few seconds, then staggers over and falls forward through the ropes, but lands on his feet. He quickly drops to his knee to look under the apron, however...and finds a KENDO STICK! COACH My man's got that look on his face, Cole! Alf suddenly gets that grin on his face, then twirls the stick around and gets back in the ring, meeting Stevens who slid back in as Alf pulled the stick out. Shot to the gut! Shot to the back! Alf raises the stick in the air, then falls to one knee. He gets back up and waits for Stevens to turn around...SHOT TO THE HEAD with the kendo stick!!! Stevens is down and has been busted open! COLE Alf draws blood with that nasty shot from the kendo stick! Alf tosses the stick aside, then grabs Stevens and gives him a belly-to belly suplex! Alf then goes to the outside and grabs the ladder, and slides back into the ring. However, Stevens has landed right by the kendo stick, and as Alf moves in, Stevens whacks the ladder with the kendo stick, sending Alf down and the ladder on top of him! COLE OH! That should turn the tide in this match! Stevens pulls the ladder off of Alf and lays it down beside him. He picks up Alf, and lifts him in a vertical suplex...and DROPS HIM onto the ladder! COACH OH MAN, that's gotta hurt! Look at Alf squirm on the mat! Alf writhes in pain as Stevens plays to the crowd. Stevens then props the ladder up in the corner, and whips Alf into it! He follows with a splash in the corner, but he goes down as well as Alf as his head hits the ladder! Stevens comes up favoring his bloodied forehead, then slides to the outside for another weapon...this one being a BARBED WIRE-WRAPPED CHAIR!!!!! COLE Oh no...this is starting to get REALLY ugly! Stevens slides back in and waits for Alf to come to his feet...then CRACKS the chair right over Alf's skull! Alf is down and bleeding profusely! Stevens lays the chair over Alf's torso, then grabs the trashcan lid and makes his way to the top. Stevens DROPS AN ELBOW into the chair onto Alf!!! COLE The challenger inflicting some SERIOUS damage on Alf here, and this could prove to be a very short-lived title reign for Alf! COACH It's interesting, though, that neither man has made an attempt at going up the ladder! Stevens pushes Alf out of the way with his foot, then sets the chair down. Stevens puts Alf's head between his legs, then hooks his arms, setting up a Pedigree onto the barbed-wire chair! However, Alf gets his arms free and BACKDROPS Stevens onto the ladder! COACH Alf saves himself there, he was about to get planted face-first into that barbed wire! Alf then lays the chair on top of Stevens, sandwiching him in barbed wire! Alf grabs the trash can... BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! Five shots with the trash can to Stevens, who is trapped in between the ladder and chair wrapped in barbed wire! Alf slams the trash can to the mat, and it bounces to the other side of the ring, as the crowd begins to rally behind Alf. COLE And listen to this crowd, perhaps they, too, feel that maybe it should be Alf taking on Hoff tonight instead of Brock Ausstin! COACH Well, Alf's certainly deserving of a shot, but these people can't get him that shot, and Alf knows that. Right now, though, maybe he's showing Chris the error of his ways here! Alf grabs the chair as Stevens is on all fours, and WHACKS him on the back!!! He then puts the chair under his leg and drops a leg on the back of his head! Alf tosses Stevens over the top rope and follows with the chair. Alf cracks the chair over Stevens' head, leaving him sprawled over the announcer's table! Alf chokes Stevens with the cables, then clubs him on the chest, and heads to the top rope. Alf gets his balance on top as Stevens slowly comes to. Alf DIVES... ...and gets CAUGHT IN MID-AIR WITH A DIAMOND CUTTER THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE~!!!!!11111 COACH OH MY GOD~!~!!!!11 COLE Both of these men appear to be out of it at this point! Both men lay on the floor in the table wreckage as the "HOLY SHIT" chants ring out throught the Skydome. Finally both men start to stir about 15 seconds later. Stevens beats Alf into the ring, and catches him on his way in. Stevens picks Alf up in the air, and SNAPS him down with a suplex onto the barbed-wire chair! COLE And Alf tastes the barbed-wire AGAIN!!! COACH It looks like Chris is FINALLY making his way up the ladder! Stevens positions the ladder in the middle of the ring and begins to scale it. Alf slowly gets to his feet, then backs off the ropes and dropkicks the ladder down, sending Stevens CROTCH-FIRST~ onto the top rope! COLE Well, as Gorilla Monsoon would say, he'll be singing a few octaves higher in the shower tonight! Alf drags Stevens off the ropes, and gives him a back-suplex. He then lays the ladder in between Stevens' legs... COACH ...no way! COLE This is going a little too far here, I think! Alf STOMPS the barbed-wire ladder SQUARE INTO THE NUTS~!!!111 of Chris Stevens!!! The first row of fans can be seen cringing from the wide shot. COACH ...that goes back to that line about the shower again, I would think. Alf then sets up the ladder and starts his journey towards his belt. Stevens scales the top rope at the same time. As Alf gets near the top of the ladder, Stevens carefully walks across the top rope to get into his range...then leaps off, catching Alf in a front facelock, and twisting to score with a TORNADO DDT OFF THE LADDER!!! COLE Alf PLANTED with a tornado DDT! That was incredible! COACH That was awesome! He WALKED the top rope, SPRUNG off, and caught him off the ladder for the move! Amazing! Stevens gets up and grabs the barbed-wire chair, and waits for Alf to get up... COLE Not the damn chair again! Come on! Alf gets up, and Stevens tosses him the chair...then hits a SUPERKICK, sending the chair into Alf's face!!! COACH This has GOT to be all...wait, he's going to the top now! The ULTIMATE slap in the face, he's going to finish Alf with his own move before climbing the ladder and grabbing his belt! I love it! Stevens scales the top rope, then calls out to the crowd...FROG SPLASH~!!!111 But Alf pulled the chair in the way as Stevens was flying through the air!!! COLE Great presence of mind by Alf there! That one had to have taken as much out of Stevens as it did out of Alf! As both men lay prone on the mat, here comes JUMBO and Jay Richards from the CSI down to the ring!!! COLE Wait a minute, it's the damn CSI!!! Richards tries to bring Stevens to as Jumbo hits an XL SPLASH~!!!111 on Alf and rolls him out of the ring! COLE I'm not the biggest fan of Alf, but this isn't right! After all he's gone through, he's going to be screwed out of his title by three men! Jumbo sets up the ladder and Richards drags Stevens over to it. Meanwhile, Alf has retreived his nunchucks on the outside. He slowly crawls back in the ring. Jumbo grabs him...and gets CRACKED in the head with the nunchucks!!! Alf gets to his feet as Richards charges...SHOT TO THE GUT! SHOT TO THE BACK!!! COACH Alf taking out the CSI all on his own!!! Richards rolls out of the ring, as Jumbo comes to. Alf SCOOPS UP JUMBO~! and drops him with an EMERALD FUSION~!!!111 COACH WOW! Alf scooping up all 330-plus pounds of Jumbo and holding him for the Emerald Fusion! Alf's really on a roll here! Meanwhile, Stevens is at the top of the ladder and is within reach of the belt! Alf gives him a shot with the nunchucks, and follows him up on the other side. Alf grabs Stevens by the hair and rams his head on the top of the ladder, then climbs to the top, but instead of grabbing the belt, jumps over Stevens with a sunset flip, POWERBOMBING HIM ONTO THE BARBED-WIRE CHAIR!!! Stevens flips over to his stomach, quivering. COACH ANOTHER huge move off the ladder! Alf drags the prone Jumbo over and lays him on top of Stevens. He then slowly climbs the ladder as the crowd buzzes. Alf gets to the top rung, waits for his belt to swing his way... and PULLS IT DOWN~!!!!!11111 The crowd explodes! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The winner of the match...and STILL the OAOAST Heartland Champion...ALLLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFDOOOOOGG!!!!! COLE What an incredible match this was! These two men put their body to the limits tonight, but in the end, it was Alf fighting off the CSI and climbing the ladder to reclaim his belt! Alf holds onto the ladder and holds his belt in the air, then looks down at Jumbo and Stevens laying on the mat. COACH ...uh oh, what's Alf looking at now? Alf looks out at the crowd with a smile on his face, then steps to the very top of the ladder...and comes down with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!111!11 onto Jumbo and Stevens! COLE That's the icing on the cake for Alf! He's proven himself, at least in my view, worthy of an opportunity to wrestle for the World title he once held! COACH Well Cole, the guy didn't have anything to prove coming in, the way I see it. This was personal, and he got it done! COLE Next up for Alf, the winner of the Hoff/Ausstin match this Thursday on HeldDOWN! If he wins, he'll go to AngleSlam with a shot at the World title! The Wall plays the victorious Alf back to the dressing room. Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) We're backstage, where Dan Black, in an appropriately black suit, strides down a corridor looking purposeful. He turns a corner and enters a door. The camera follows him in. Black turns to it: BLACK Hey! This isn't for you to see. A nervous cameraman speaks up. "Er, actually, we have full access to film every part of the arena tonight." BLACK You little bastard. I should- "We're also regular guys who can call the cops if you lay a finger on us." BLACK Well, don't you have balls. Come on in, then. I don't have anything to hide. Dan enters a room where Drek Stone and GPX sit at a table. They glare at Black. BLACK So. It's all agreed? Drek looks back at him with a gloating smile. STONE Oh yes. It's all agreed. You'll get what you asked for, Dan. Black also smiles. BLACK I think that's enough to make my point, Mr Cameraman. "But-" BLACK Get out. Before I- The camera drops and cuts out. We return to Sofa Central. COLE Wow! What did that mean? Has Dan Black - has he gone over to the side of Drek Stone and the GPX? COACH But Black T hate GPX! CABOOSE But does Black hate Zack even more than GPX? COLE Hmm. I hope we're not going to see Drek and GPX out in the Black-Zack match up. I'm getting word that we've tried to get Mean Gene Okerlund into the locker room to interview Dan, but Black keeps giving him the Black Out. Anyway, let's go to our next...thing... LIGHTNING CREW!!! A booming voice signals the arrival of a member of the Lightning Crew and the fans boo loudly. "No Chance in Hell" by Bradley Boyds begins as VX makes his way out. Vitamin X comes out on the stage doing the Shane-o-Mac Shuffle and wearing a perculiar looking necklace that is way too big. COLE Is that what I think it is? CABOOSE It's the hubcap off the El Camino!! Brilliant! Vitamin X shows off his necklace to the jeering fans as he enters the ring and grabs a mic. COACH Nice "bling bling" baby! VX points at the AngleTron and says: VITAMIN X Let's see how it turned out shall we? The screen lights up to show the El Camino on cinder blocks, with the windows busted out, large dents on the sides, and the words "Lightning Crew" spray painted on the side. VX is doubled over with laughter that is drowned out by the boos of the crowd. VITAMIN X It's a freakin masterpiece! I've never been more proud of my work before. It almost brings a tear to my eye. (VX wipes an imaginary tear away) I should start my own TV Show! I...what the hell!? The crowd roars as Parka sprints down the ring with blood running down his face and a wild look in his eyes. VITAMIN X Oh come on! Don't be a spoil sport! I did you a favor. Now you can ditch that hunk of junk! Officials hold Parka back as VX taunts him from inside the ring with his hubcap necklace. The fans start a chant of "LET HIM GO!" directed at the officials holding Parka. COLE What did Vitamin X expect? CABOOSE Oh I believe this is exactly what he expected and wanted. VITAMIN X Hey I agree...let the bastard go! If he wants me so badly then let's fight! COLE Vitamin X is trying to goad Parka into making a hasty decision. He can't be 100% after that brass knuckle shot earlier. CABOOSE Oh yes Cole once again you put your brilliant mind to the task and come up with something none of us ever thought of. The officials talk it over and raise their hands to say go at it. One of the officials slides into the ring to ref and calls for the bell. COACH Whoa! We're gonna have an impromptu match right here! COLE Better out here than backstage. I think the officials know they can't control this situation back there. Too many corners for Lightning Crew members to jump out of. CABOOSE Plus Parka is without backup...where's Eddy Kalm? COLE He didn't expect Parka to have a match tonight. I guess he's not here. Parka slides into the ring and goes for a punch, but Vitamin X quickly raises the hubcap and blocks it. Parka shakes his fist in pain as the fans boo. The ref yanks the hubcap away from VX and nearly chokes him on the chain. CABOOSE Hey ref that's choking! What's that referee's problem? VX slides the chain off and the ref goes to toss the hubcap out of the ring. As soon as the ref turns his back VX kicks Parka low and hits a quick spear that takes Parka off his feet. The ref turns around in time to make a count. 1 2 No!!! VX pulls Parka back to his feet by the arm before Armdragging him back down and half way across the ring. Parka tries to get back up, but VX quickly lands a kick to Parka's busted lip and Parka falls flat on his back. VX makes another cover. 1 2 No!! COLE Another near fall and Parka looks bad. Parka's lip is once again dripping blood down onto his shirt and the mat. COACH Looks like he just earned his red wings. COLE What...the...hell? CABOOSE That will haunt me for weeks Coach. VX slaps his face a few times, making sure to make contact on the cut, but Parka manages to fend off a couple of the slaps and get a desparation punch to the gut in. VX doubles over for a second, but he fights right back with a punch to the cut and then yanks Parka to his feet by the head. VX then quickly hits a Snap Suplex and floats over into position for another cover. 1 2 No!!! COLE Vitamin X is trying to end this early to make a name for himself. If he can finish off Parka in short order he would definitely be in a good position. COACH It's starting to look like he might pull it off! VX continues the attack as he once again pulls Parka up by the head and whips him into the corner. VX quickly follows him in with a running Forearm Shot to the face. Parka whips back against the turnbuckles, arching his back in a bad way, and appears to have back pains. COACH Uh oh...seems Vitamin X smells blood with that back injury. CABOOSE You are forbidden to talk about blood for the rest of the night!! COLE For once I agree with you. Parka stumbles out and VX scoops him up and hits a Backbreaker that causes Parka to yell out in pain. VX looks quite pleased with himself as he taunts both Parka and the crowd by pretending to have back pains. VX arches his back and makes a mocking pained face before laughing. Parka stumbles back to his feet and VX runs at him, but Parka luckily ducks and Back Body Drops VX over the top rope and to the floor! Parka falls face first to the mat as the move took a lot out of him. COLE I don't think Parka is quite ready for this match. COACH Do you think he'd actually back out of it though? COLE No of course not. The fans stomp and cheer for Parka to get up and after a few seconds rest Parka slides out to the floor. Parka waits for VX to stand before whipping VX down to the mat by his head with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Parka makes sure he doesn't land squarely on his back, but it still hurts. Parka then climbs to the apron and motions for VX to get back up. VX gets up slowly and Parka goes for a diving Clothesline, but VX side steps him and sends him face first into the guardrail. Parka comes up bleeding even worse from the mouth as some fans retract in disgust. COLE My God he could have broken his jaw! VX stumbles back into the ring to break the ref's count and rests for a second. VX spends all of ten seconds in the ring before exiting again and pulling Parka up. VX then whips Parka back first into the guardrail. Parka yells out in pain as VX comes back for more, but Parka spits a big wad of blood from his mouth in VX's face. Parka uses the distraction to rest for a second. COACH My God that's... CABOOSE What did I tell you earlier Coach!? Parka defiantly waves VX on, who is wiping the blood off. VX runs forward and Parka hits a Drop Toe Hold that causes VX to land face first against the ground. Parka doesn't let him rest as he pulls him up by the hair and tosses him back into the ring. The ref warns the two of them to keep it in the ring, but Parka ignores him. As VX stands the crowd cheers as VX's lip is now busted open as well. Parka quickly kicks VX in the gut and goes for a Vertical Suplex, but VX slips out behind him and trips him up. VX quickly grabs ahold of Parka's arm and wrenches back with an Armbar. He makes sure to wrench back far enough to torque Parka's back as well. CABOOSE Vitamin X wants to neutralize both Parka's ability to lift with his arm and that bad back. Kill two birds with one stone I always say. COLE When do you say that? CABOOSE You just don't listen to me Cole. VX loosens his grip and stands just to drop a hard elbow on Parka's back before going back to the Armbar. Parka tries with all his might to scoot across the ring to the ropes, but VX stands and pulls him back to the center before going back to the move after another elbow to the back. Parka tries again to scoot to the ropes and again VX stands, but this time Parka sweeps his leg around and takes VX off his feet. Parka then pulls himself to his feet using the ropes and looks pained, but hopeful. COLE Vitamin X telegraphed that. COACH Telegraph? Get with the times Cole those haven't been used in years. COLE Well if I said he "telephoned" it I would sound odd. CABOOSE There's no helping that Cole. VX quickly gets back to his feet only to catch a jumping Leg Lariat to the mush, which causes VX to hit the mat hard and worsen the blood from his lip. However, the move also took a bit out of Parka who doesn't go for the cover immediately. COLE He needs to go for the cover! Parka drapes an arm over VX. 1 2 No!! COLE I guess he heard me. CABOOSE Hey no coaching the wrestlers Cole! COACH Yeah, your name isn't coach, mine is. CABOOSE Yeah who'd want a rediculous name like that anyway? COACH Yeah! Hey wait a minute! The fans boo as VX kicks out and Parka slowly reaches his feet with a look of frustration. VX tries to get back up only to catch a punch to the mouth that knocks him back down. Parka knocks him back down two more times before VX finally slides out to the floor to avoid the onslaught. VX spits a wad of blood onto the floor before snagging a water bottle from the time keepers table. He then washes his mouth out and spits at the fans who yell at him. COACH Think of the germs he just spread! CABOOSE Yeah Coach, you wouldn't want to catch cooties would you? COACH Hell no...I heard those were bad. VX spends too much time jaw jacking with the fans and Parka manages to sneak up behind him and plat him with a Bulldog on the floor! VX rolls around in pain and Parka smiles at the blood flow from VX's mouth. Parka mouths the words, "Paybacks are a bitch," to VX before pulling him up by the hair. Parka then hits a Russian Leg Sweep that leaves VX lying and then slides into the ring to break the count. COLE Why does the ref even bother to count? Would he really want to call this match on a count out? These two would kill him. Parka is out quickly and pulls VX back up to slide him into the ring. Parka then quickly ascends the turnbuckles and flies off the second buckle with a Diving Elbow to the back of VX's head. Parka then goes for a cover. 1 2 3 No!!! COACH No dice no dice! CABOOSE Coach please spare us the jive talk. COACH I could talk about blood. CABOOSE Well in that case...what's up my jive soul brother? Parka reaches his feet with a new found energy and waits for VX to stand. When he does Parka quickly springs into action and lands a Fisherman's Suplex. 1 2 3 No!!! The fans are on their feet with the near falls and boo when VX still kicks out. Parka gets up a bit slower this time, but he still has the newfound energy and waves VX on. VX stands and slides back out of the ring again, but Parka hits a quick Baseball Slide that sends VX crashing back into the guardrail. Parka quickly grabs him and slides him back into the ring. VX is up, but staggering around, as Parka grabs him and whips him into the corner. Parka then climbs the turnbuckles and starts a 10 Punch Flurry, each punch landing on VX's mouth. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10 (The fans count along) Parka hops down and VX takes a face first dive to the mat. Parka then goes for another cover as the crowd is in a frenzy. 1 2 3 No!!! COLE I thought for sure that would be it! Parka wastes no time in pulling VX to his feet and setting him up for a Vertical Suplex. Parka hits one and then rolls over, still holding on. Parka lifts through the pain and hits another, but this time he rolls back up slower. Parka goes for another, but the pain is too much and VX escapes and slides out to the floor. COLE Vitamin X bails again and the fans are letting him have it. Parka follows him out and VX catches him with a punch to the face, followed by another. VX works himself into a frenzy with punches, a Shane-o-Mac Shuffle, and then one final punch that knocks Parka to the ground. CABOOSE When is Parka going to learn not to let Vitamin X lure him out like that? VX then pulls Parka back up by the hair, scoops him up, and then body slams him onto the ring steps!! The fans let out a collective "ohhhh" followed by boos. COLE That's it...Parka never should have taken this match before completely getting back into ring shape. CABOOSE And for once I agree with you as well. Parka lies on the mat in pain as VX gloats to the crowd. VX then pulls him up, slides him into the ring and goes for a cover. 1 2 3!! No!!! Parka kicks out!! COLE Whoa that was a close one! The ref actually hit the mat, but he waved it off and Vitamin X is livid. VX gets in the refs face as the ref insists that it was only two. Parka strains to get up and places a hand on VX, who kicks Parka to the face and yanks him up by the head. VX then kicks him to the gut before bouncing off the ropes behind him and lands the X Spot (a Lionsault DDT). VX then goes for another cover. 1 2 3!! No Parka kicks out again!! COLE Stay down Parka it's not worth ending your comback so soon. CABOOSE Aww...are you feeling sorry for him? VX then pulls Parka back up once more and hits The Overdose (Double Armed Suplex into a Neckbreaker). The move obviously not only effects Parka's neck, but his back as well as he arches his back in pain. VX makes the cover. 1 2 3!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE Vitamin X did it! We'll never hear the end of this! CABOOSE Is that so bad? COLE What do you think? "No Chance in Hell" by Bradley Boyds begins to play again as VX picks up the discarded hubcap and holds it over his head almost like a title he had just won. The fans boo loudly as Vitamin X walks back to the back holding his "trophy" over his head. In the ring officials help Parka to his feet, but he waves them off and leaves of his own accord. Parka hangs his head as he walks to the back. The fans cheer as Parka exits on his own accord. COLE He just came back too soon. Hopefully he can get back into shape and teach this punk a lesson. CABOOSE Or maybe he'll call it quits? Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 COACH It's time for a match that could well decide the futures of the two men involved. It's Black-Zack II, and this time it's no DQ, Falls Count Anywhere. The first time these guys locked up we saw an all out wrestling clinic, both giving their all for the 1 - 2 - 3. But this time I think we're going to get something very different. COLE That's right J.C., this time it's even more personal than before.Dan Black has decided the only way to restore order and balance to the OAOAST is for himself to take control. He wants to be The Man, the Franchise. When you think of the OAOAST, you think of Zack Malibu. Black wants his name in Zack's place. To do that, he can't just beat Zack. He's going to have to end his career. CABOOSE Dan's putting a hell of a lot on the line here. Zack is no stranger to these kind of wild matches. There's a good chance it could be Black's career that's destroyed here tonight. COLE There's a lot of gimmick matches in this business that are put over as being dangerous. Hell In A Cell, Elimination Chamber, Judy Bagwell On A Pole. But in reality there's nothing quite as dangerous as simply two men with no rules, no limits and a lot of hate. Let's take it to the ring. Cue: "Quiet", Smashing Pumpkins. BUFFER The following contest is the Falls Count Anywhere match! Introducing first, from London, England, weighing 234lbs, he is a 3 time former tag team champion, along with multiple singles honors. An OAOAST veteran and one of the finest technical wrestlers in the world today. Ladies and Gentlemen, "the Ice Heart" Dan BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLACK! Black appears under the AngleTron. He has dispensed with his usual entrance attire and is ready to go in short tights, one leg white, the other black, long black boots and black elbow pads. He smoothes back his finely cut dark hair as he struts confidently down to the ring. A fan waving a "Franchise Me Zack!" sign gets an especially dark glare from Dan, but he resists wasting energy tearing it up. The fans, who have recently been somewhat warming to Black, are back in full hostility mode. Cue: " Getting Away With Murder" BUFFER Aaaaad his opponent! From Los Angeles, Califronia, weighing 195lbs, he is the former two time OAOAST WORLD! CHAMPION! The Franchise, the Legend, a true OAOAST Original, the man who takes vitamins O, A, O again, A again, S and T - Zack MALIBUUUUUUUUUU! Malbu springs out to a huge ovation! He raises his hands in salute and then turns his attention to the ring. Clad in, Zack walks quickly down to the ring, sliding in and into a crouch, eyes fixed on Dan, who paces back and forth, returning his gaze. Our referee for this contest, Nick Patrick, stands between the two with arms outstretched, looking from one to the other. The Buff-meister exits the ring in his usual smooth style, and Patrick gestures the two men to come to him. Dan and Zack walk over slowly, and suddenly are chest to chest, eye ball to eye ball, muttering curses at each other. Patrick stands a pace back and feels fortunate that there are not really any rules he needs to explain, nor checks for foreign objects. He turns and signals to the ringside bellkeeper. *DING DING* The two combatants remain head to head. A thin smirk comes over the face of Dan, who steps back and just spits directly into Malbiu's face. A disgusted "Ohhhhh!" comes from the crowd, which turns to a loud cheer as Zack reacts instantly, spearing Black down to the mat and hammering at him wildly! Dan covers up, but Malibu's blows are fiercely powerful, and Black takes some stiff punches. Black tries to fight back and lands a hard punch on Zack's jaw. The fans are wincing at the brutality of the strikes. Dan lands another vicious punch that stuns Zack enough for Black to shove him off of him. Black rises and grabs Zack by the throat as he gets to one knee, just trying to choke the life out of him! Nick Patrick can only watch uncomfortably as Dan squeezes with both hands around Malbu's neck. Zack's face grows red, but with an effort he rises and drives a knee into Black's gut, rushing all the air from his lungs and breaking the choke. COLE Oh my...this is just a fight! Those punches are horrible! CABOOSE Nothing being pulled here, folks. Both Dan and Zack are gasping for air. Dan rests against the ropes, but suddenly charges at Zack, who ducks his badly aimed lariat. Black spins around and eats a couple of right hands, then a left. Zack kicks him in the midsection again, doubling Dan over, and then runs the ropes and delivers a vicious Yakuza kick right to the side of Black's exposed head! Dan goes down hard, as Malibu pumps up the crowd with a yell of triumph, before stomping away on Black! COACH Ow! CABOOSE That's your insightful commentary? "Ow!"? COACH I don't have to take this, you know. You guys need to watch your backs. Dan tries to roll out under the bottom rope, but Zack grabs him by the hair and hauls him back. Malibu stings Dan with a headbutt, who fires back with a punch. Zack takes a hold of Dan and runs him over to the corner, slamming his face hard into the top turnbuckle. He repeats that in the opposite corner, and then slides Dan's face up and down the top rope, raking his eyes with the cable! COLE That's one of Tony Brannigan's signature manoeuvres! How insulting! Black tries to struggle away from Zack, clutching his eyes, but Zack again catches him and ties his left arm up using the top and middle ropes! Dan's eyes go wide, knowing that if Zack can trap him he'll be helpless, and as Malibu goes to tie up the right arm Black pokes him in the eye! As Zack turns away, Dan quickly prises his left arm free and fells him with a lariat to the back of his head. Black quickly runs the ropes and delivers a low dropkick to the Malibu's head. He then rolls Zack onto his back and plants his boot on Malibu's chest while raising two fingers in the Victory sign. Nick Patrick counts: ONE! Zack throws up a shoulder and shoves Black's boot away. Dan slugs him around the ear as he gets to his feet, and then grabs a front face lock, but Malibu just fights him off with punches. COLE We've still not seen any real wrestling moves in this match. Perhaps as we get further in Black and Zack will fall back on what they know best, but right now it's just a brawl. Black didn't even get chance to try to suplex Zack there. The two men are exchanging punches once more, and blood is starting to trickle from Dan's nose. Malibu gains the upperhand and whips Black off the ropes, catching him with a high knee on his return and then dropping another knee right into Dan's face. Malibu brings Dan up and whips him off the ropes again, going for an Out of Body Experince spinebuster~!, but Dan manages to push off of Zack as he whirls him round and land on the mat. Malibu sprints in but Black ducks his punch and takes Malibu by surprise with a leaping European Uppercut that snaps Zack's head back. Dan snapmares Malibu over onto his behind and then quickly lands a sharp kick right between his shoulder blades. The impact echoes through the arena, and with a twisted grin on his face Black steps back and delivers one, two, three more kicks in quick succession. Zack grimaces but doesn't give Dan the satisfaction of a shout of pain. Black runs the ropes and tries to dropkick the back of Zack's head, but he rolls aside and Dan lands on the mat. Zack jumps over and locks on Dan's Heart of Ice crossface! COLE Zack using Tony Brannigan's holds and now starting on Dan's! Does he really need to annoy Black? He's mad enough already! CABOOSE I don't think is really any kind of game plan. I think Zack's just got to the stage where he wants to hurt and humiliate Black as much as he can. I mean, Zack's tried to unite the OAOAST veterans against the threat of GPX and Drek Stone, but all Dan can do is keep gloating about how he broke Candie's neck all those months ago. Black quickly escapes the hold, forcing himself up to one knee and then slipping back out of Zack's clutches and trying to apply his own crossface, but Zack rolls forward and away before he can lock it on. Both men up and re-engage with more hard punches. Zack backs Black into the ropes and then sends him out over the top with a clothesline! Malibu looks down and runs to the ropes, sending himself flying towards Dan! Zack leaps out over the top rope like a torpedo, crashing into Black and propelling him hard into the guard rail! The fans erupt for this high risk move, as Dan clutches at his back and Zack rolls aside, trying to clear his head after the impact. Malibu is up first and, grabbing Dan up, slams his head into the ring apron. With Dan's groggy head still on the apron, Zack shoves a ringside official off his chair and grabs it. He raises the steel seating utensil to a cheer, and then swings at Dan's head! Black leaps away at the last moment, and chair crashes into the apron loudly. With a gleam in his eyes, Zack swings at Dan, who ducks. Malibu swings again, Dan ducks again, and this time Malibu's swing connects with the ringpost! The reverberation shakes the chair out of Zack's hands. COACH Zack's just trying to crush Dan's skull with that chair! Those blows weren't pulled at all! Malibu wrings his hands out, as Dan moves over and kicks him in the stomach. Black then picks up the chair and slams it down hard onto Zack's exposed back! Zack slumps forward and rests on the apron, and Dan grins, swinging the chair down at his head just like Malibu tried to do to him, but, like Dan, Zack is able to dodge and the chair only hits the apron. Black drops the chair and whips Zack into the guardrail, but Zack jumps up onto the rail instead! Dan watches open mouthed as Zack moonsaults back off the guardrail, sailing through the air and knocking him to the floor once more! COLE What athleticism from Zack Malibu! He really caught Dan by surprise there. CABOOSE I don't think there's anything either of these men won't risk to gain an edge. Zack rolls Dan back into the ring, perhaps wholly on instinct, but doesn't cover. Instead he brings Black up, applies a front facelock and lifts the stunned Dan up, dropping him onto the top turnbuckle. Malibu follows him up, looking for a superplex perhaps, but Black fights back with a couple of forearm shots and the shoves Zack back down. Malibu climbs right back up and applies a facelock, but Black headbutts him twice and then applies his own facelock! Dan stands up on the top rope, drawing Zack up to, and tries to superplex Malibu right out of the ring to the floor! The crowd buzzes with extreme nervousness as the two men balance precariously. Black tries to haul Zack up, but Malibu counters his grip and lifts Dan up and drops him down to the floor! Dan hits the mats hard face first as the crowd gasps! COLE Oh my God! Zack just dropped Black all the way to the floor! But The Franchise isn't finished. Dan rolls away and over onto his back, clutching his stomach, and Zack, still on the top rope, looks down at him, before leaping off and FROG SPLASHING Dan on the floor! Black goes into convulsions, while Zack rolls away holding his midsection and screwing up his face in pain. COLE OH MY GOD! There's got to be some broken ribs out there right now! CABOOSE Well this didn't waste any time in getting wild, and why should it. There's no limits being applied in this match. Zack drags himself towards Dan, and goes to hook a leg, but then shakes his head. "It's not over", he tells the fans with a grim smile. Malibu picks Black up and goes to whip him into the ring steps, but Dan, with a burst of adrenaline, manages to jump over them! He comes down still holding his stomach, and is distracted long enough for Zack to run up and use the steps to deliver a running shining enziguiri kick to the back of his head! Dan's eyes roll and he falls forward, face first onto the ring steps! COACH Black is just taking a huge beating here. He's got to try and get some offence together. CABOOSE I think Zack should pin him now. He's got the upperhand, he's hurt Dan badly - he shouldn't let a desire for even more punishment give Black a chance to get back into the match. But Malibu does demand more punishment for Dan. He's standing on the ringsteps and trying to piledrive Black onto them, but Zack has trouble dragging an extremely groggy and rubberlegged Dan into position. At last he gets him in a headscissors, but Dan holds onto Zack's trunks and won't be lifted up. Malibu pulls harder, unbalancing himself, and Black is able to backdrop Zack off the steps to the floor! Dan then rolls back into the ring, breathing heavily, and scuttles all the way across to the opposite side, desperate for some recovery time. Zack picks himself up and slides back into the ring to encouraging cheers from the fans. A "MA-LI-BU! MA-LI-BU!" chants starts up as Zack advances on Dan, who shakes his head, holding up his hands for mercy. As Malibu grabs him, however, Dan connects with a well aimed, if entirely predictable, low blow. Black springs up, grabs the stunned Zack and dunks him on his head with a nasty wrist clutch expolder suplex. Black doesn't seem interested in a cover yet either. He brings Zack straight back up and locks on a full nelson, looking for a Dragon suplex this time, but Malibu blocks by grabbing his own leg and dragging Dan's arms down. Zack spins around and clocks Dan with a fierce punch, then a trio of kicks to Dan's damaged midsection. Black winces and backs off, but Zack whips him to the ropes. As Dan rebounds, Zack connects with a flying forearm straight to the jaw. COLE The advantage is quickly switching here. I honestly can't call a winner at this point. Zack might be most people's pick, but there's a desperation to Dan tonight. He's going to do whatever it takes. CABOOSE But so is Zack. I think he's going to come out of this on top. He's just that slight extra level better than Dan. It's a tiny difference, but it's vital. Malibu picks Dan up and tries to suplex him, but Black raises a knee and kicks Zack in the head as he's hoisted up! Zack drops back and Dan quickly hits him with a swinging neckbreaker. COACH Dan just dropped Zack on his neck with the wrist clutch, so perhaps he'll now try and pick apart the neck. CABOOSE This isn't usually the environment for "target a body part" - but Black's ultimate aim is the destruction of Zack's career. A crippled neck will certainly do that. Black brings Zack up with his head in a cravat hold, torquing the neck, and then rams his knee into Malibu's face twice. Dan lifts Zack up and hits him with a brainbuster, dropping all Zack's weight onto his head and neck. Black scoops Malibu straight back up once more, takes him to the ropes and tries to lock Zack's head between the top and middle ropes! Nick Patrick protests, but Dan just shoves him away! Black twists the ropes around Malibu's neck, leaving him gasping for air! Dan quickly drops to the floor, grabbing up the chair from earlier, pretends to hit Michael Cole with it - COLE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! - but then swings at Zack's trapped head! Malibu leaps backwards, the chair hits the ropes and bounces back into Dan's face! COLE -EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! CABOOSE IT'S OK! HE'S NOT GOING TO HURT YOU! But I will if you don't SHUT UP! COLE -EEEEEEEEEEEEEE- wow, Dan took that chair right in the mush! Zack must not have been as properly trapped as Black thought! Dan is crouched on the floor, arm on the ring apron, clutching his face. Malibu, rubbing his throat, leans through the ropes and grabs him by the ears, dragging him up onto the apron. Zack steps out too, and kicks Dan in the gut before applying a standing headscissors. Malibu then gestures to the floor! COACH Is he going to piledrive Black off the apron - onto the floor?! Zack does indeed try, but Black grabs the middle rope to block it, and uses the spring of the ropes to flip his feet back onto the apron. He gets his head free and drives his shoulder into Malibu's stomach, then hoists the winded Zack onto his shoulders. Dan jumps and drops Zack head first onto the apron with a Death Valley Driver! Malibu and Black both fall to the floor, as the crowd groans in sympathy after the sick sound of Zack's skull being driven into the apron! COLE MY GOD! DAN BLACK COULD HAVE JUST BROKEN THE NECK OF ZACK MALIBU! Zack flops off the apron, landing with a THUD! on the floor, while Black stands on the apron, leaning against the ropes for support. Seeing his foe in an extremely wounded state, Black starts to ascend the turnbuckles, climbing up to the top rope and raising his right arm up into the air before leaping downward, taking that right arm and driving an elbowsmash into the sternum of Zack Malibu! CABOOSE These guys are killing themselves to kill each other! Malibu absorbs the impact of the blow, but Black rolls away in pain too, as his tailbone hates him for landing so hard on the ringside floor. His balance hobbled slightly, Black gets up with some help from the apron, then pulls Zack to his feet and slams his face into the Sofa Central commentary table, then throws him up onto the table, hammering on the Preppy One repeatedly with vicious right hands and the finding a microphone cable and wrapping it around Zack's throat, trying to choke him into submission. "THIS is your hero? THIS is who you passed the torch to? Dan hollers at Caboose, who can only look at one of his friend's being maimed right in front of him. "Tonight, the torch is passed to ME!" CABOOSE The hell it will be! C'mon Zack! Black drags Malibu off the table, still choking him, but in a last minute effort to saver himself, Malibu jumps up and kicks off the side of the table, sending Dan stumbling backwards and cracking his lower back against the ring apron! Black's hold is released, and Malibu quickly crawls on all fours and sucks in all the air around him, then takes the mic chord into his own hands and wraps it around Dan's throat, falling to one knee so that the pressure is on Dan's windpipe! COLE The hostility is apparent, their persistence is expected, but Dan Black has to realize that no matter how vicious an act, Zack Malibu is going to come right at him with equal amounts of force. Black squirms, trying to pry the chord off his throat, but can't. Instead, he swings to the side, ramming elbows into Zack's bruised ribs and forcing a break. Malibu staggers back as Dan tears the chord away from his throat, and seeing an opening, drives forward with SCHOOL'S OUT...but Dan catches the foot, and in one fluid motion swings Zack around, right into a rear waistlock...AND HITS A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX THROUGH THE COMMENTARY TABLE! COLE HEADS UP! COACH YO~! CABOOSE Dammit, now my pretzel is on the floor. COLE Nevermind the pretzel! Zack just got put through our commentary setup! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" The requisite chant comes up from the crowd, as Dan Black slowly picks himself up. Referee Patrick and our three commentators all circle Zack's body, checking for signs of life. Black, meanwhile, pulls one of the monitors up from the table shrapnel and raises it above his head, holding it with both hands...THEN THROWS IT DOWN ONTO ZACK'S RIBCAGE! Zack bellows out a loud cough as the air is driven from him, and Black immediately dives down for a cover, ordering Patrick to hurry it up! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE Zack Malibu rolls a shoulder right in front of our very eyes! CABOOSE C'mon Black, you know it's not over this easily! Black, hearing Caboose's commentary (seeing as how they're all of six inches from each other now) stands up and approaches Caboose. "You know something, you were a better wrestler than you are a commentator, and that's still not saying much." Caboose, incensed at Black's brash attitude, looks like he's about to pounce, but remains calm. COLE Caboose, easy there big guy. Black smirks, then turns his attention back to the fallen Malibu. He pulls Zack up, but Zack can barely stand, and falls down to one knee. Black snickers, and pulls Zack up again, then boots him in the ribs and goes for the BLACKOUT~!...BUT MALIBU LIFTS HIM OFF HIS FEET AND DROPS HIM CROTCH FIRST ON THE GUARDRAIL! COLE OH! CABOOSE You have the balls to say something to me now, Dan? "Ahhhh...unhhhhhh." CABOOSE Didn't think so. Malibu crawls through the shrapnel, then reaches up, using the guardrail to pull himself up to his feet. Breathing heavily, Zack takes a moment to regain his senses, then leaps up onto the guardrail and balances himself, then walks in like a tightrope before jumping up onto his rival's shoulders and snapping Black to the floor with a huracanrana! COLE Amazing agility from The Franchise! His energy slowly returning, Zack gets up immediately, and takes the weary Black and sends him into the apron, smashing Black's back against it once again. Malibu follows up with a hard lariat, sandwiching Black against the apron and then taking him and rolling him into the ring. Nick Patrick immediately enters the ring from the side, making sure he's in position for any falls that take place. Zack climbs up onto the apron slowly, then positions himself as he waits on Black to get up. Dan starts to come to his feet, and Malibu quickly jumps up and springboards off the top rope, onto his shoulders for another...SHORT POWERBOMB BY DAN BLACK! COACH He went to the well once too often! CABOOSE ... COACH What, I can't watch some Gordon Solie tapes? Black immediately hooks a leg, as Patrick comes down to count. ONE! TWO! TH-NO! Black pounds the mat in frustration, quickly bringing Zack up to his feet and whipping him to the corner, where Zack does a FLAIR FLIP~! out to the apron! Black immediately tries to lariat him off the apron, but Zack ducks it and shoots through the ropes, catching Black with a shoulderblock, then slingshots himself in so that he lands with a standing headscissors on Black, pulling him up...but Black falls back to his feet and backdrops Zack over! Black reaches down into his boot, pulling out a length of chain, and begins wrapping it around his fist, gleefully smirking as he turns around to nail Zack with the fatal punch...but Malibu ducks the shot...SCHOOL'S OUT~! Dan takes the superkick right on the jaw and falls back towards the ropes...AND GETS HIS ARMS TANGLED IN THE ROPES~! COACH He's trapped! CABOOSE Nowhere to run now, Black! Show him how it's done, Zacky! Zack comes over and rips the chain out from Black's hand, while the stunned Ice Heart tries to protest. Zack wraps the chain around his fist, and Dan weakly tries to kick to force him away, but Zack comes forward, taking his metal wrapped fist and pounding repeatedly and rapidly on the forehead of Dan Black! It's not long before the blood starts pouring out, the skin on his forehead being torn open with each and every shot. Zack pulls away to look at the damage he's done, and Black's eyes are half-shut, his face caked in blood...which he then spits at Malibu! COLE Now that's just sick. Malibu catches some of the plasma on his cheek, and immediately runs and delivers a soccer kick to Dan's nether region to return the favor! With Black trapped in the ropes, Malibu rolls out of the ring and grabs the steel chair off the ringside floor, sliding it into the ring before following behind it and scooping it up off the mat. COACH I'm no math major, but I think Zack + Chair = Trouble for Mr. Black! Malibu raises the chair above his head, and a weary Black desperately tries to wriggle himself free. Patrick stands by, unable to do anything due to the "no rules" policy of the contest, and cringes as Zack brings the chair down... CRACK! ...and across the top of Dan Black's head! Black's head drops low, as Zack brings the chair up over his head... CRACK! ...and nails him AGAIN with a vicious chairshot! COLE You want to talk about Blackout's, I think we've got a Black out right now! COACH That wasn't even funny to ME. You're lame, Mikey. Zack backs up, ready for a third shot, but all of a sudden the crowd starts buzzing, as the cameras cut to the aisleway, catching Scotty Static and Johnny Jax sprinting down the aisleway! COLE The GPX are headed to the ring! CABOOSE This has to be why Black was talking to them before! The GPX hit the ring, but Malibu fires off a quick chairshot that stuns Static and sends him rolling back out to the floor! He tries to hit Jax, who ducks the shot and runs the ropes, but Zack swings around, nailing him across the forehead on the rebound! COLE Zack Malibu has cleared out the GPX, and...oh man, here we go now! Cole is referring to the person that has caught Zack's attention...DREK STONE! Stone starts walking down the aisle, sneering at the man he has focused on in recent weeks. Stone continues with the slow pace, moving towards ringside while keeping Zack's attention, while Scotty Static has gone and untied Dan Black from the ropes. CABOOSE It's four on one odds now! Stone finally makes it to ringside, circling like a vulture, causing Zack to lose focus...and get jumped from behind by Johnny Jax! Zack drops the chair as he's clubbed between the shoulder blades, then spun around and lifted for a vertical suplex, but as Zack falls back Static comes and hooks his legs, resting them on his shoulders...and the GPX drop Zack with a combination neckbreaker/powerbomb manuever! Static then drags Dan Black over to Zack and lays him across The Franchise, while the Drek Stone looks on approvingly from ringside! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! KICKOUT BY ZACK! COLE That persistence is shining through! Zack won't be denied tonight! Thinking on their feet, the GPX roll Black off of Zack and start stomping away at the fallen Franchise. Jax then motions for Static to go up top, as he pulls Zack up and stands behind him. Jax hooks an arm and lifts Zack pumphandle style, going for the Beat Drop...but Zack slides out behind his back and shoves Jax into the turnbuckles, crotching Static in the process! Malibu nearly loses his balance, but pushes up to his feet and as Jax turns around, he gets cracked with a SCHOOL'S OUT that sends him through the ropes and to the floor! Drek Stone jumps out of the way, nearly getting clipped by his ally, as Zack then runs to the ropes and springboards off the top, twisting his body to deliver an enzugiri kick to Static that causes him to take a somersault bump down to the ringside floor! CABOOSE Thatta boy, Zackary! Malibu gets up, wiping the blood from his forehead, turning to Dan Black, who delivers a quick kick to the gut and crunches Zack's neck over his shoulder with the BLACKOUT~! COLE No! Dammit! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! NO! KICKOUT! KICKOUT! COLE Just a two count! Black didn't get him! Frustrated, a bloody Black pulls Zack up off the canvas, holding his face close and trash talking him before kicking him in the gut again and delivering another...NO! Zack shoves him towards the ropes and catches him coming off with an inverted atomic drop, then tries a School's Out...CAUGHT! Black swings him around and kicks him in the gut again, and drops Zack with SECOND Blackout! COACH Zack and Candie are gonna have matching neckbraces after tonight! ONE! TWO! THREE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Patrick leaps to his feet, waving only two fingers in the air, much to the delight of the crowd! Drek Stone slaps the apron in disgust, and Dan Black does the same to the canvas, as Zack Malibu will not stay down! COLE He's taken out the GPX, he's beaten Dan Black to a bloody pulp, and he's absorbed all sorts of punishment. What else needs to be done for Zack Malibu to gain a victory? Black gets up and looks over to Stone, who nods his head. Black nods back in agreement, and pulls Zack up, again delivering a kick to the stomach...but this time, when Zack keels over, he's not prone to a Blackout...he's pulled down to the canvas and locked in the Heart of Ice! CABOOSE He psyched him out! COLE That's...that's a good move, actually! Black wrenches back on the weakened neck of Malibu, while Zack howls in pain, blood oozing from his forehead and dripping onto Dan's hands. Drek Stone stands ringside, shouting in Zack's face as he struggles for the ropes instinctively, not realizing that in this atmosphere, there are no ropebreaks! Zack continues to struggle, trying to power up, but when he does Black slams a forearm across his neck and forces him back down to the canvas, reapplying the hold! Zack again grunts in pain, as Patrick watches on, trying to see if Malibu is going to give in. Stone continues to taunt Malibu from ringside, as Zack tries to fight through the pain surging through his neck. Black wrenches back hard, putting as much strain on the prep as he can, but Zack channels his adrenaline and powers up, forcing Black to come up with him...and pulls Dan up onto his shoulders! Unable to keep Dan held up for long, Zack staggers near the corner and rams Black's neck into the turnbuckles, then throws him off his shoulders so that he comes down throat first on the top rope and slingshots backwards, landing flat on his face! COLE How much more can these two take? CABOOSE As much as they have to when company pride is at stake. Zack rests in the corner, holding his neck, while Black is barely moving, only slightly trying to get up. Zack comes out of the corner and pulls him up, driving knees repeatedly into his ribs to double him over, then hooks him in a front facelock...but Black counters by cradling Zack in a small package! ONE! TWO! NO! Zack rolls to his feet, pulling Black up with him, and quickly delivers the POP DROP~! to Dan Black! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! KICKOUT BY BLACK! COACH I've got a bad feeling about how this one will need to end. Not wanting to lose his momentum, Zack pulls Dan up and delivers another knee to the bread basket, then runs the ropes, going for the ZACK ATTACK~!...but Black pops up with a desperation lariat that knocks Zack out of mid-air! Zack rolls away from Black and away from a pin attempt, while Dan slowly pushes himself up to his feet. Zack gets up and runs at the recovering Original with a YAKUZA KICK~!, but Dan Black ducks and runs the ropes, delivering a YAKUZA KICK~! of his own, but Malibu ducks that! Black bounces off the ropes and runs at Malibu, whose back is turned...and delivers a Yakuza Kick to the back of his head, staggering Zack, then runs the ropes to deliver a normal Yakuza Kick...but Zack busts out the MATRIX DUCK~!, coming back up and getting spun around into a BLACK...NO! Black gets pushed away...SCHOOL'S OUT...NO! CAUGHT! Zack gets swung around, but once he's facing Black again, he grabs him quickly and drops him across his knee with a Rock Bottom Backbreaker! With Black down, Zack goes up to the top, climbing the ropes slowly, as he sees Stone moving near where he is. Malibu perches himself up on top, but Stone makes like he's getting up on the apron, which draws Malibu's attention his way. Stone hops back down, smirking, and telling the GPX to stay back, as Malibu contemplates what to do... ...AND GETS PLASTERED IN THE HEAD WITH A CHAIRSHOT FROM DAN BLACK! COLE Again, Drek Stone and the GPX help change the tide of this contest! Zack winds up losing his balance and crotching himself, while Black slowly climbs the ropes. He turns so that his back is to Zack, then reaches back and wraps an arm around his head... ...AND ZACK MALIBU TAKES A BLACKOUT FROM THE TOP ROPE! COLE OH MY GOD! CABOOSE Thank you, Joey Styles. Both men are down on the canvas, but Black quickly rolls Zack onto his back and hooks a leg, calling for Patrick to make the count. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! COLE Dammit...we're never gonna hear the end of this now! "Quiet" comes up, but before Buffer can announce Black as the winner, and before Patrick can raise Black's hand, Drek Stone and the GPX hit the ring...AND ATTACK BOTH MEN!? COACH Huh? CABOOSE What the hell is this? Black isn't standing for long, as Stone nails him from behind, then throws him in the corner and starts stomping him down, then choking him out with his boot. Meanwhile, both members of the GPX are working Zack over, pulling him to his feet and knocking him out with a double superkick! COLE I don't...I thought Dan Black had an arrangement with these three? CABOOSE Apparently that deal is null and void! Jax drags Zack by the ropes, and much like earlier, tells Scotty to go up to the top. Facing the crowd, Static heads up and laughs, then leaps into action and delivers the STATIC SHOCK to a fallen Malibu, crashing down onto Zack's injured ribs! COLE This is too much to handle! These guys are doing a hell of a job at turning this company against them! Stone takes a bloody and beaten Black out of the corner, holding him by the hair and looking into his eyes, shaking his head "no" about something...then takes Dan Black and plants him with a Stonecutter! The two Originals are laid out on the blood stained canvas, and now the GPX take the injured Malibu and pull him up to his knees, each one holding an arm for Drek Stone to take an easy shot. COLE This is what it's about! The feud between these two men has been brewing for a while, and Drek Stone wants to put Zack out! Stone comes closer, looking down at Zack, who can't even open his eyes. Stone crouches down so he's at eye level with Zack, grabbing his jaw and holidng his head still, then tells him... "I'm not ready for you yet." Stone then pushes Zack away out of disgust and orders the GPX to drop him and leave him be. Even Scotty and Johnny are a bit puzzled by this, but do as their cohort says, and the three exit the ring. COLE This is a twist if there ever was one. Drek Stone and the GPX have claimed that this company is there's for the taking, and tonight, they've proven to be a credible threat by taking out two of its veteran stars! CABOOSE There's a storm brewing, Cole. I hope those boys are prepared for the rough weather as much as they are for causing it! Both Black and Zack are laid out on the canvas, and a horde of OAOAST staff comes down the aisle to check on them, while Stone and the GPX take a look back at the damage they caused, smiling to themselves, while we cut away. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 (edited) No moles. No second-rate roster. No J.B.L. OAOAST HELDDOWN~! "The Only Weekly Wrestling Show Worth Watching" THURSDAY NIGHTS ON TSM As we return to License To Pin, a top-down camera hovers from the rafters and down upon the two cables hung from the four poles specially fixed to the ringposts, forming a metal X over the ring...ahead of the first ever, OAOAST, Ultimate X Match. A buzz fills the arena as the camera focuses in, on the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt hanging from the crossection of the 'X'. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your following contest...IS YOUR ULTIMATE X MATCH...for the OAOAST X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WOOOOORRRLLLDD!!!! "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Well, here we go. CABOOSE Let the spotfest commence. BUFFER The rules for this match are simple. Above the ring hangs the OAOAST X-Division Championship belt. There are no disqualifications, no count-outs...the only way to win the match is to retrieve the belt from it's perch and pull it from the X. In this match, the use of ladders is STRICTLY prohibited! Should a competitor use a ladder to retrieve the belt, the belt will be replaced on the X and the match will be restarted. Buffer tosses his cuecard away, as the lights go down in the arena. The opening strains of Nickleback's shameless cover of "Saturday Night's All Right", to boos from the fans as Jay Richards eventually makes his way through the curtains. Smirking, Jay swaggers down the rampway, with his fellow CSIer Jumbo following out behind. BUFFER Introducing first, challenger number one. Accompanied to the ring by JUMBO! Hailing from Orange City, Iowa...he weighs in at one hundred, ninety nine pounds. Representing C S I... JJJAAAAAAAAAAAYYY... RRRRIIIICCHHHHAAAARRRRRDDSSSSSS!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Peering over the edge of the ramp, Jay makes the "belt motion" in the direction of some staunce Peter Knight fans before carrying on down. Jay grabs the top rope as he reaches the ring, vaulting in and instantly glancing up at the X-Division Title belt that hangs high above. Jumbo makes his way down from the ramp to the side of the ring. As meanwhile, Jay takes a deep breath, trying to pysch himself up. As he does, the lights fade out around him again, except for one single white spotlight shining down at the head of the stage. The haunting intro to Radiohead's "Creep" suddenly starts up to more boos from the fans, while Richards continues warming up in the darkness of the ring. COLE Here comes a wanted man. Remember, tonight, the shackles are off and Leon Rodez can finally get his hands on Christian Wright for the first time. CABOOSE He shouldn't be concerned with Wright. He should be concerned with the belt. Just as the lyrics begin, Christian Wright emerges through the curtains. Just like Richards, he's not alone, as the monstrous silohuette of Bohemoth emerges at his side. He stops in the spotlight, head bowed, waiting as the boos intensify around him. "I wish I was special..." "You're so very special..." *DRN-UN* *DRN-UN* "But I'm a Creep!!" Wright tugs his hood down from other his head right on cue, holding his hands out to the side with a focused look on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle. BUFFER Challenger number two, is accompanied to the ring by the HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion BOHEMOTH! From Raleigh, North Carolina...weighing in at two hundred and thirty three pounds... "THE NATURAL"... CCHHHHRRRIIIIISSSSTTTIIIIIAAAAANN... WWWWWRRRRRIIIIGGGHHHHHTTT!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Wright disposes of his robe, entering the ring and looking up at the prize above. Taking issue with that, Richards shoves Wright in the chest, getting his attention before pointing up at the belt and indicating that it's his belt. COLE Well, it's every man for himself here. There'll be no friends, especially after what happened during and after the big tag team match on HeldDOWN~! Thursday night. CABOOSE Of course it's every man for himself, doofus. COLE Just adding some tension. A staredown ensues between Wright and Richards, both jawing with each other while occassionally pointing up at the belt. *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!" But the staredown is interrupted, as Kool and the Gang's "Jungle Boogie" hits! The fans start to bob and sway along, Wright and Richards both turning their attentions to aisleway, as eventually Leon Rodez jigs through the curtains, to a pop from the fans. Wright growls at the reaction, watching as Rodez walks down the aisle, reaching down and out to his fans on the way. BUFFER Challenger number three...hailing from Grand Rapids, Michigan. He weighs in at two hundred, twenty eight pounds...a former OAOAST X-Division Champion... "SILKY SMOOTH"... LLLLEEEEEOOOONN... RRRROOOOOOODDEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Rodez throws his arms up in a symbolic 'X' as the announcement his made, drawing sneers from Wright and Richards from the ring. Removing his flowing green robe, Rodez steers clear of the ring, staying on the rampway and waiting. Waiting and wondering why everyone's intros involve the lights going off, as again the arena is shrowded in darkness. Blue lights begin to strobe around the arena as "Oh Hell Yeah" by H-Blocx hits, bringing the crowd to their feet once more. "People think they know me Say I'm wound a little tight Tell me I go lookin' for trouble That I'm always ready for a fight But I'm just an easy goin' guy, not crossin' any line I'm a carin' individual, most of the time. Most of the time Quite a lot of the time. IT'SJUSTTHAT IT'SJUSTTHAT IT'SJUSTTHAT OH HELL YEAH!!" Storming through the curtains, Peter Knight make his entrance to a rousing reception. Looking to the ring, Knight stops and stretches out his shoulders, knowing that as the biggest man in the match he probably has the hardest task to retrieve his title. BUFFER And finally. Hailing from Fall River, Massachussets...he weighs in at two hundred and sixty five pounds. The reigning OAOAST X-DIVISION CHAMPION... PPEEEEEEETTEEEERRRRR... KKNNIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHTT!!!! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHH!" Knight acknowledges the cheers from the crowd before walking the rest of the way down the aisle, meeting up with Rodez on the way. The two exchange a few 'pleasantries' before entering the ring together, Buffer quickly diving for cover as Ultimate X is off to an abrupt start!! *DING DING DING!* COLE And this one is underway with a flurry!! The crowd go wild, as Richards charges across the ring and ambushes Rodez as he enters the ring, catching him on the ropes with forearms. Knight is able to get in unscathed beside them meanwhile. Slow to react, Wright charges forward, but gets popped in the jaw with a right hand. Back staggers Wright, Knight close behind with a boot to the gut and another right hand. It's Richards stomping Rodez across the ring, with Knight coming at Wright with more right hands to back him against the ropes. Knight grabs Wright's arm and whips him across the ring, catching him on the way back with a hard back elbow. PK then charges over to grab Jay Richards, pulling him off of Rodez and nailing him with a hard right too. Cowering in the corner, Richards begs off from Knight...only to lure him in, booting Knight in the gut as he advances. Down goes Knight, Richards now stomping away on him. Pulling himself back up, Rodez leaves Richards and Knight to their battle, instead focusing on Christian Wright. COACH Uh-oh... COLE This is what we've been waiting for! Leon Rodez has been waiting for this moment for the past 3 months! Slowly getting back up, CW is warned frantically by Bohemoth about what's awaiting him. Wright doesn't get the message though, dusting himself off as Rodez stands behind him, impatiently waiting for Wright to turn himself around. And slowly, he begins to do so. Rodez encourages him around, reeling back an arm... ...which suddenly gets grabbed by Jay Richards! Rodez stops in his tracks, as Richards wheels him around by the arm and spikes Rodez with a quick DDT! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" CABOOSE Heh...so much for that. You know, you really shouldn't build things up so much Mickey. It just makes the bait and switch that much more frustrating. Richards leaps to his feet after the DDT, smiling broadly as he holds his arms in the air. But suddenly, he gets wheeled around by Christian Wright, who looks to give Richards a taste of his own medicine. Richards blocks the DDT though, sliding a foot behind and tripping Wright up. Quickly Jay rushes the ropes, as Wright rolls over and drops down. Richards leaps over and continues running, as Wright gets to his feet, swinging with a clothesline. Richards ducks and skids to a halt, as now Wright hits the ropes. Waiting, Richards suddenly tumbles forward as Wright charges towards him, catching The Natural over the top of the head with his heel and sending Wright crashing backwards, through the ropes and out onto the rampway. COLE Just as we said, no friends in this one. On the outside, Jumbo smirks across the ring at Bohemoth, the two bodyguard clearly with ill feelings towards each other too after Thursday night. Richards celebrates back in the ring. But, he does so too early, as Peter Knight latches his arms behind his head in a full nelson, lifting Jay off the canvas and DRIVING him down hard! COLE BIG Full Nelson Slam from the Champ! The howling Richards rolls away clutching his back, ending up on the rampway with CW. That leaves Peter Knight in the ring. All alone. Except, for Leon Rodez, getting back to his feet and greeting Knight as he turns around. CABOOSE Yeah, here we go. Let's see the nice guys beat the crap outta each other. COLE Current champion and former champion, face to face here! "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" The crowd are split firmly down the middle as Rodez stares up at Knight, both men seemingly waiting for the other to make the first move. The stand-off continues, until suddenly, both make the move at the same time! Knight connects with a right hand. But so does Rodez. Both stagger back a step, before trying again, connecting with stereo rights. Down goes Rodez as Knight stumbles backwards. Pulling himself up, Rodez quickly charges into Knight, forcing him back against the ropes and shooting him off. Knight is able to grab Rodez's arm and reverse though, sending him into the ropes. As Rodez shoots back, Knight looks for a clothesline...which is ducked by Rodez, reaching the ropes nearest the ramp and putting on the brakes. Richards and Wright stand just inches away trading right hands, too much of a target for Rodez to resist. And, turning his attention away from the X-Champ, Rodez grabs the top rope, leaning back before propelling himself over the top, wiping out both Richards and Wright on the rampway with a crossbody!! "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH BUNDLE~! COLE There's the first big risk of the match taken...and, it's going to give Peter Knight the first chance to go for the belt too!! Left alone in the ring, Knight sees the pile-up on the rampway and suddenly realises now is his chance. The Champ scrambles across to the nearest corner and slowly climbs the turnbuckles, facing out into the crowd. As he reaches the top, the cable is just above his head, easy reach for him. Suddenly though, Rodez is back up, rushing across the rampway and to the apron. Knight sees him coming though and as Rodez pushes Knight's knees, the Champ jumps backwards, landing safely in the ring! Or, at least, until his left knee buckles underneath him. COLE Uh-oh...Knight may have just reaggravated that knee injury. Christian Wright's messed up that knee twice in two weeks, so you had to know it wouldn't be 100%. CABOOSE (deadpan) Yeah. Sucks to be Peter. As Knight hobbles on his bad leg, Rodez shows some concern...before realising he's got a match to win. Quickly, The Silky Smooth One scales the turnbuckles in front of Knight, waiting for him to hobble around to face him. Eventually Knight does, Rodez instantly diving towards him and connecting with a flying clothesline! Knight goes tumbling down, as Rodez picks himself up quickly, with the belt now in his sights. Looking up, Rodez stares up at the X-Division Title, 6 months of memories flowing through him as he seems transfixed. Forcing himself out of the trance, Leon thinks quickly, bundling Knight out of the ring, giving him clear path towards the cables. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Rodez leaves the ring and begins his climb, reaching the top in quick time and stopping to assess his route. And, after a last deep breath, Rodez jumps up (with the cable out of natural reach for him) and grasps the cable in his hands. Just as he does though, Jay Richards has staggered back into the ring and is rushing for the corner. Rodez sees him and eases himself back onto the top turnbuckle, catching Jay on the middle with a forearm to the back. And another. But Richards fires a quick trio of punches into Rodez's gut to stop him in his tracks. COACH This is real dangerous territory here. With Rodez winded, Richards gingerly climbs up onto the top rope. Rodez is now standing on the turnbuckle itself, Richards directly in front on the ropes, both in extremely precarious positions. Gaining his feet, Richards nails Rodez with a right, causing Rodez to fall backwards...slumping into the pole holding the cables. COACH WOAH! COLE If not for that pole, Leon Rodez would be dead right now!! Seeing his chance, Jay glances up and leaps, hooking the cable by the arm and hanging off in front of the turnbuckles. There's nowhere for Richards to go but down now. Richards tries to get a better grip as suddenly, Rodez recovers, easing himself forwards onto the rope itself, trying to reach out and grab Richards' leg. Looking utterly petrified, Richards swings out, trying to kick Rodez. He misses...but does manage to hook his legs around Rodez's head... COLE Oh...oh my god, no... CABOOSE No way! ...hanging off the cables by his arms and Rodez with his legs, Richards knows he can't get to the belt just yet. So, instead, he takes a leap of faith, by letting go of the cable in his arms... ...falling backwards... *WHAM~!* ...AND TAKING RODEZ OFF THE TOP WITH THE SUPER-EST OF SUPER HURRICANRANA'S YOU'LL EVER BY GOD SEE!!!!!!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE OH MY GOD!! COACH GIMMICKINFRINGEMENT~! A fan towards the back of the crowd lets off his air-horn in appreciation, as Rodez begins to convulse on the canvas. Richards remains flat on the canvas, face down and with little idea as to where the hell he is. As meanwhile, the crowd begrudingly applaud the move from the CSI member. COLE Have you ever seen a Hurricanrana, from that height, with that momentum, with that devestashun~! in your life!?! CABOOSE No. No way. What an AWESOME move by Jay Richards. With both Rodez and Richards down and Peter Knight still favouring his knee on the floor, Christian Wright finally re-enters the ring. The path to the belt is clear for The Natural. But, after glancing up at the gold, Wright happens to glance down at Leon Rodez...lying in an awkward position in the middle of the ring. Smirking, Wright breaks his gaze from the belt and suddenly grabs Leon Rodez, pulling his limp body off the canvas with the smirk on his face grower sicker and more sadistic as he does. "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" COLE What the hell is this? Wright could go for the belt here, but he's more concerned with putting Leon Rodez out of action it seems! CABOOSE The hatred between Rodez and Wright isn't one way, Cole. Christian hates Rodez as much as Rodez hates him. Maybe more-so. COLE Well, that is true. But Rodez is already hurt. Wright doesn't have to do this. Dragging Rodez to his knees, Wright lets Rodez slump forward while he runs a thumb across his throat. To boos from the crowd, obviously. Wright then reaches down, applying a double underhook on his hated rival. Rodez is still deadweight. But Wright is able to lever him to his feet, long enough to lift and drape Rodez over his shoulder, with the double underhook still applied. Clealry enjoying himself, around the ring parades The Natural to let all of Rodez's fans get a good look...before sitting out, jamming Rodez with the Spinal Fusion (Double Underhook Canadian Backbreaker Drop)!! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" Rodez flops to the side, writhing in pain, much to the delight of Wright. Pulling himself back up, now Wright is ready to go for the belt. In the corner though, Jay Richards is slowly pulling himself up on the ropes, to a wry smile from CW. WRIGHT You want some too, eh? Walking over, Wright's comments are captured on the nearby camera...as he slaps Richards mockingly across the back of the head. Richards shakes it off, but is still hurt from his big fall moments ago. So Wright grabs him and drags Richards to his feet. A boot to the gut doubles over Jay, allowing Wright to snare the left arm, then the right, hauling Richards up over his shoulder for another Spinal Fusion. Richards isn't as hurt as he's letting on though, as he's able to slide down Wright's back and free of the hold. Stopping in confusion momentarily, Wright turns around to grab Richards again... ...and gets a boot lofted up between his legs!! COLE Lowblow by Jay Richards! Perfectly legal and I'm sure nobody will be crying for CW. As Wright collapses with his manhood in his hands, Richards slumps back to his knees for a well-earned breather. But with Jumbo yelling something in his ears - something Richards can't quite make out - he realises he has to be quick if he wants to be the Champion, pulling himself up and shaking off the cobwebs... *CRACK!* "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" ...ONLY TO GET DRILLED IN THE SPINE WITH A CHAIRSHOT FROM PETER KNIGHT!! CABOOSE Oh, yeah, that's a real classy move for a Champion to be making. COLE Like I said earlier, it's No Disqualifications here... CABOOSE So it's okay for our X-Division Champion to sneak attack someone with a weapon? Oh, okay then. Sorry for having a few morals left. Richards collapses as Knight drops the chair, teeth gritted as his left knee continues to throb in pain. With all his three opponents down, Knight starts to make his way towards the corner. On one leg. And on one knee after a few steps, his knee unable to hold his weight. Knight crawls towards the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up, hopping on one leg and summoning some grit and some guts to try and climb the turnbuckles. “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* With bad leg and all, Knight manages to get his right leg up on the middle rope, his left on the bottom and searing in pain. Knight grits his teeth again and pushes up, placing his left gingerly on the middle rope. Little knowing what's coming up behind him... *CRACK!* ...A CHAIRSHOT FROM JAY RICHARDS, TO THE SIDE OF THE LEFT KNEE!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Knight loses grip on the ropes and crashes back to the canvas. Meanwhile, Richards collapses as well, still favouring his back from the chairshot he took. COLE What about that, 'Boose? CABOOSE Hey, he brought the chair in, he takes what's coming to him. COACH Sure. Now, all four men are down...with Christian Wright the first to his feet, grabbing Jay Richards in a waistlock and pulling him to his feet. Releasing the waistlock, Wright then grabs Jay behind the head, charging him forwards and sending him head-first into the top turnbuckle. Richards slumps frontways into the corner, while Wright now turns his attention to Peter Knight, stomping away repeatedly on the kneecap. The Natural then grabs the leg, draping it over the bottom rope and dropping all his weight across the knee to bend the leg up awkwardly. Groans of pain escape Knight, as Wright does the same again, further torquing the knee. As this is going on meanwhile, Richards has staggered out of the corner and is looking a little woozy. As he turns around, he finds himself face to face with Leon Rodez, who despite his bad back has pulled himself up and rocks Richards with a jab! A jab! A jab! A jab! A jab! Rodez turns, to blow the kiss. His back tweaks on him though, so he settles for just turning around... *SMACK!* ..and nailing Jay upside the head with the Enziguri!! COACH MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT, YO~! With Richards down, Rodez thinks about going after some retribution on Christian Wright. But with the X-Division Title hanging in the waiting, Rodez decides against it and instead begins his climb. Despite his bad back, Rodez is quickly to the top, using the pole attached to the ringpost to gain his footing on the top rope. Wright still hasn't seen where Rodez is, too busy working on the knee of Peter Knight still. And the yells from Bohemoth aren't understood. Rodez is up top now, looking up at the cables and leaping as best possible to grab the cable in his hands! COLE Rodez is up! CABOOSE And Wright still doesn't see him! TURN AROUND! Rodez is on the cable now and begins to slow go hand over hand, away from the turnbuckles and out above the ring! Getting no more than a few hands forwards, Rodez's back comes back to bother him again and he's forced to stop to take a rest. As he does, Christian Wright has finally noticed all the cheering and yelling, turning around to see Rodez hovering high above. Wright panics and scrambles for the turnbuckles, the crowd urging Rodez on as Wright closes on the top rope. Finally, Rodez starts moving again, hand over hand, reaching the halfway point of the cable...just as Peter Knight starts getting up. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Closing in on the belt, Rodez has to stop again. Wright is still out of reach, having only just grabbed the cable himself. And it looks as if Rodez is in the clear, until Knight suddenly sees the steel chair lying next to him. Hobbling to his feet, Knight picks up the chair, aiming at Rodez and hurling it... ...catching Rodez in the gut with enough force to cause the challenger to lose his grip on the cable, plummeting from the cable and DOWN~! to the canvas with a sickening thud!! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" CABOOSE Man, they caught him just in time! COLE That's the second big fall Leon Rodez has taken in this match and that may very well be two too many. Once again, Rodez is laid out motionless on the canvas, Knight just thankful to have saved his title. Wright meanwhile eases himself back off the cables and onto the top rope, not wanting the same treatment that Rodez just recieved. And instead, he dives off the top rope, able to catch Knight with a big flying clothesline! Straight back up, Wright then grabs the leg of Knight again and drops to one knee, driving the point of the other into Knight's hamstring area. Knight rolls off clutching his leg, as Jay Richards creeps up behind Wright. He spins him around, connecting with a quick right hand. Another. A third. Fourth. Wright is backed up into the ropes, as Richards connects with a fifth and then looks for an irish whip. Able to reverse, Wright drags in Richards, snatching him under the armpits for the Wright Off...NO! In mid-move, Richards punts out a leg, toeing Wright right in the gut. Wright drops Richards, who lands on his feet and quickly takes Wright over with a snap suplex! COLE We're not that long into this match and already, all four men look fatigued. CABOOSE Well, unlike pretty much the rest of the roster, these four had to wrestle on Thursday night. COACH Yeah, what the hell happened there? Did everyone miss the plane or something. COLE Uhm...yes? Waiting for Wright to get up, Richards charges and hits a quick clothesline. The CSIer then grabs Leon Rodez, pulling him up and sending him flying through the ropes, out to the floor and out of the way. Richards then goes back for Wright. But The Natural is waiting, picking Richards up into a fireman's carry. Turning around, Wright has something in mind. Something which is ruined by Peter Knight, diving forwards on one leg and clotheslining Wright, causing Wright in turn to Samoan Drop Richards! "PE - TER!" "PE - TER!" "PE - TER!" With the crowd rallying behind him, Knight pulls up Wright and hoists him up, onto his shoulders for The Knightmare...but Wright slides over the back! Quickly, he applies an inverted front facelock and falls back, dropping the X-Division Champion with an Inverted DDT. Applause from Bohemoth greets Wright, who sneers out at Jumbo. Who sneers back, as Jay Richards suddenly snatches Wright from behind, dropping HIM with an Inverted DDT of his own!! CABOOSE Man, Jay is just OWNING~! this match. Stumbling back to his feet, it's Richards' turn to go after the belt now, climbing the turnbuckles facing out to the crowd. As he reaches the top, the weary CSI member turns around so that he's facing the belt, making sure he's ready before jumping up and grabbing onto the cable. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Here we go, Jay Richards looks like he's on his way here! CABOOSE And he's clear! Nothing's gonna stop him now! Richards shimmies across the wire, a lot less naturally than Rodez had done earlier. But nonetheless, he's making progress, no matter how slow it is. Beneath him, Christian Wright is getting to his feet and again scrambles to the corner, this time with a little more encouragement from the fans as he climbs the turnbuckles. Also to his feet is Peter Knight, standing underneath Richards and reaches up to try and grab his leg! Richards is just out of reach, so Knight limps over and grabs himself the steel chair, setting it up underneath Richards. Knight then climbs up on his good leg, now just about able to reach the toes of Richards' foot... ...but his arm gets kicked away! COLE This is desperation stuff now...Richards is close, but one false move and he'll be crashing to one hell of a fall. Richards kicks out again and catches Knight good this time, the Champion falling away, taking the steel chair with him. Once again, Richards seems in the clear now. But while Knight had held Richards up, Wright has taken advantage and is now right behind Richards on the cable! Both men hang precariously, as Wright closes in on Jay, hooking his arm over the cable and kicking Richards in the spine! Richards wobbles slightly, taking defensive action and hooking his legs around the cable as well. Looking more like animal than man, Richards hangs from the cable with all four limbs, as Wright is now unable to kick without swinging himself. CABOOSE This can't end well. COLE No kidding...it's nearly fifteen feet up there!! As Richards continues to hang, clearly going nowhere, Wright inches forward a little more, coming right up beside Richards. There's nothing the CSIer can do, as The Natural closes his eyes...AND HEADBUTTS RICHARDS!! COLE Oh man! Both men got knocked silly and wobble a little, gasps coming from the crowd as they watch this high-wire duel in anticipation of spottiness. Wright regains his bearings first and inches over again, this time grabbed the wire right in front of Richards' hands. And with another inch forwards, Wright is directly underneath Jay Richards! COLE Hey, wait a minute...Wright might go right past Richards here! And he's in a position to go forwards for the belt, unlike Richards! Wright hangs underneath Richards, with one arm either side of his torso clinging onto the cables. Not knowing what to do, Richards continues to cling onto the cable with all his life. Meanwhile, Wright inches forward again, again getting a little closer to the belt. Suddenly though, Richards starts to shuffle around on his hanging place, coming close to clipping Wright's arms off the cables as he does so. A panicky Wright notices this and tries to go forward again, but doesn't trust himself to be able to hang on for much longer. The crowd are on their feet now, expecting something big, as Wright suddenly fires his head sideways, glancing Richards' kidneys with another headbutt. The cable sags in the middle where Richards and Wright hang, as Wright for some reason inches back a little now. Jumbo and Bohemoth both watch on nervously, as Wright suddenly lets go of the cable, grabbing the hanging Richards in a waistlock!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH..." A collective gasp goes up as Richards, with 233 pounds hanging off of him, desperatly continues to cling onto the cable... ...but his arms are shaking... ...his legs are slipping... ...and eventually, he's pulled off... ...INTO A FALLING GERMAN SUPLEX, OFF OF THE CABLE, RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!!!!!!!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE GERMANSUPLEXOFFTHEXDAANGERRRROOUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSS~! The crowd come UN-GLUED~!, as Richards slowly slumps off of his shoulder and face-down on the mat. Wright is laid out too, as Peter Knight watches all this from a seated position in the corner in disbelief. "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" CABOOSE We're not being governed by censors, right? COLE No... CABOOSE ...okay then. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!! COACH Nice. Both Jumbo and Bohemoth have rushed around to the corner of the ring where Wright and Richards' mangled bodies lay, leaning into the ring to check on their fallen charges. Both are motionless, as Peter Knight now limps back to his feet and tries to get his leg in motion. Across the ring from him, Leon Rodez is finally rolling back in, his back the cause of his concerns as he pulls himself up. With both men on their feet, the fans are once more buzzing with excitement, as the Champ sees the former champion and charges him. Rodez is waiting on it though, able to drop toe hold the one-legged Knight throat first across the middle rope. Bad back and all, Rodez then does teh dance~!, before hitting the ropes. Charging back, Rodez sprints at full speed towards Knight, driving all his body weight into the lower back! COACH CALL THAT BITCH BOJANGLES, BITCH~! Knight recoils, as Rodez drops to his knees to tend to his back. "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" The dueling chants go up again, as Knight gets to his feet and limps around. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...and Rodez is waiting, levelling Knight with a hard knifedge chop. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...and a second. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...followed by a third, leaving the Champion gasping for breath. Rodez takes the opportunity to go downstairs, picking Knight's left leg while backheel tripping out the right to take the bigman to the canvas. Heaving Knight over, Rodez then turns him onto his front and steps over the leg, applying the Step Over...before wrapping his hands around Knight's head, hooking on a cravaté and completing the Chick Magnet (Hangman's Clutch)!! COLE Submission move applied, but it won't win Rodez the match. CABOOSE It'll mess Knight's knee up a little more though. Trapped in the hold, Knight knows there's no chance of losing on a submission and gives into his urge to tapout, hoping that's all Rodez is looking for. "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" Knight continues to tap, as Rodez keeps the hold in for a few more seconds before finally releasing Knight. Mercy shown, Rodez goes back on the offense, dropping a leg across the back of Knight's head. Keeping an eye on the still grounded Wright and Richards, Rodez drops a second leg...ON THE MAT! Knight rolls out of the way, leaving Rodez to hold his tailbone and roll around in pain. Quickly as his ravaged body will allow, Knight now pulls himself up and hobbles over, grabbing Rodez's legs and stepping through. A cheer goes up from some sections, boos from others, as Knight turns over Rodez and elevates him into the Ace In The Hole!! COLE And now, it's Peter Knight with HIS signature submission hold applied!! Rodez instantly starts to give up, unable to actually tap out, with Knight hanging on defiantly for about the same period of time as Rodez held onto him, before finally letting him go. Slumping forward, Knight catches himself a breather while Rodez is left to writhe in pain some more. CABOOSE It looked like Wright and Richards had taken themselves out of this match...but now, Knight and Rodez are doing the same. Everybody's looking beat up right now. Knight adjusts his kneepad and twists his left leg around gingerly, trying to get some circulation going. He looks at Wright and Richards still barely moving in the corner and Rodez on his stomach before looking up at the title belt and nodding with a look of determination on his face. “YEAHHHHH!!” COLE Wright is down, Richards is down, Rodez is down. Right now is the best chance for Knight to retain his title! “P-K! P-K! P-K! P-K! P-K! P-K!” The pro-Knight Skydome crowd takes up the chant to rally their man as he slowly gets to his feet and limps towards the corner, leaning against the turnbuckles to get those last breaths before he makes the climb up the turnbuckles. He grabs the pole to brace himself as he stands on the top and grabs the cable right above his head. He takes one more deep breath before stepping away from the turnbuckles and making the trip to his belt, Bohemoth and Jumbo frantically yelling at their charges. COLE Peter Knight is mere feet away from retaining his title! CABOOSE Wait a minute Cole, looks like Christian is starting to realize what’s happening. COME ON!! Knight slowly goes hand over hand, making slow but steady progress as Wright uses the ropes to get himself vertical. He shakes the cobwebs out of his head and glances over to Bohemoth, finally understanding what he was pointing at. On spaghetti legs, he stumbles over and retrieves the steel chair still lying in the ring. COACH Uh oh, Christian’s got an idea. Wright walks over until he is right underneath Knight, who is completely focused on the belt and doesn’t even notice Wright until….. *SMACK* …..he feels the steel chair on his left knee. He struggles to maintain his grip and finally looks down to see Wright readying another swing. He swings his right leg, trying to at least kick the chair away, but Wright easily avoids the wild swings and…. *SMACK* ….delivers another shot. Leon Rodez begins crawling towards Wright as this time Knight loses his grip, swinging his legs in front of him instinctively to protect his knee……but he ends up leg dropping Rodez in the back of the head with his left leg, smashing his face into the mat!! “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!” COLE Holy lord. CABOOSE That’s called “Killing two birds with one steel chair” folks. Knight rolls around in pain on the mat as Wright drops the chair and immediately stumbles towards the corner, stepping through the ropes to the apron and heading up the turnbuckles. Jay Richards begins to finally get to his feet, aided by a cup of water in his face courtesy of Jumbo, who pleads for Jay to stop the Natural. Wright hops up and gets a good grip on the cable, starting his journey to the gold. Richards looks up groggily and sees Wright slowly inching his way across the cable. He crawls under the bottom rope to the apron himself, making his way on his knees around the corner. COLE What is Jay thinking? COACH I see another “Holy Shit!!” chant in our future. Wright continues going hand over hand, almost losing his grip but quickly recovering. CABOOSE Those cables have to be pretty slick with sweat by now, so you really have to concentrate to keep your balance. Richards keeps his eyes on Wright, grabbing the top rope and pulling himself to his feet. The crowd at Skydome rises as one again in anticipation of what Jay has up his sleeve. Wright, facing the other way, has no idea he is in danger, assuming the fans are rising to salute his impending victory. Jay takes a few deep breaths and measures Wright one last time. COLE No, don’t do it kid! Jay springboards off the top rope and leaps…… He hurtles himself towards Wright’s waist, and luckily for him the cable is sagging enough that Wright is hanging in a near perfect position…….. For Jay to wrap his arms around it……. Causing Wright to lose his grip and send them both down….. Down….. Down…… *CRASH* “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” COACH Oh….my…god. COLE Jay Richards just speared Christian Wright almost 15 feet down to the canvas!!! “O-A-O!!!!!” “O-A-O!!!!!” “O-A-O!!!!!” “O-A-O!!!!!” “O-A-O!!!!!” “O-A-O!!!!!” The deafening chant from the fans is followed by a roar of approval for the effort these four men are making for the X-Title. CABOOSE Ok, I am now fearing for these guys’ lives. I hope that puissant 70’s Dude is watching right now, because THIS is how the X-Title should be treated. Wright lies prone on the canvas as Peter Knight, who is sitting in the opposite corner, mouth hanging wide open at what he just saw. Jay waves at Jumbo, who stoops down and throws up the ring curtain, reaching for something under the ring. He comes back up with a ladder!! He slides it into the ring for Jay, who props it up just off to the right of the belt. COLE Wait, Jay can’t use that to win the title! That’s one of the rules of this match. CABOOSE He’s just shortening the trip Cole. He begins to climb as a small “JAY!!” chant rises from a portion of the crowd. Jay points towards it in acknowledgement as he gets halfway up. Suddenly, Bohemoth slides into the ring and grabs Jay’s leg! “BOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COLE WAITAMINUTE!!! An enraged Jumbo rolls into the ring and flies at Bo, spearing him to the mat and firing off rights. The two big men roll around and brawl on the canvas, eventually rolling through the ropes and on to the entrance ramp. Jay continues to climb and reaches for the cable. CABOOSE COME ON JAY!!! We need a REAL X-Champion that I can be proud of! He gets a grip on it and lets go of the ladder, but suddenly Knight grabs it and slides it forward a bit, so that it blocks Jay’s path. Instinctively, Richards swings his legs up and wraps them around the cable, trying to put as much distance between him and the X-Champion. COLE Where has Leon Rodez gone during all this? Oh, there he is. Man, look at his face! That leg drop must have broken his nose. A trail of red comes from Rodez’ nostrils as he sees the situation in the ring. However, he also sees Christian Wright prone on the floor, having rolled out there after being speared. His head snaps back and forth, as if he’s debating what to do now. The fans around him at ringside frantically point at Knight and Richards and yell for Leon to do something, but his eyes shift to Wright as Rodez walks across the apron. COACH What is Leon doing? GO AFTER THE BELT!!! CABOOSE No, he wants to hurt Christian Wright. He won’t have an opportunity to do it after this match so he wants to get his shots in when he can in this match. Meanwhile, Knight climbs the ladder, facing towards the entrance, towards Jay Richards, who faces the opposite direction. Knight gets halfway up and reaches for Richards, but he is still too far away. He goes up a few more rungs as Rodez, a look of rage on his face, climbs the turnbuckles above Wright. COLE Whatever fans that weren’t standing here in Toronto sure are now. Knight nears the top of the ladder and grabs Richards’ tights, hitting him in the hip with right hands to get him loose as Rodez begins to steady himself on top. The camera goes wide to show both situations in the same shot along with the Skydome crowd, whose cameras are ready to go. Knight leans back on the ladder and manages to pull Richards’ legs down, reaching up and slugging him in the gut. Richards grunts in pain as he seems to start to lose his grip. Rodez stares at Wright, slowly looking up and raising his arms into the air. “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!” COLE Leon Rodez doesn’t care about anything else but what he’s about to do to Wright. Rodez leaps….. Richards hangs by his fingers, Knight hooking his tights and putting Richards’ legs on his shoulders……. Rodez makes one rotation, nearing the fallen Wright. Jay releases the cable and Knight pitches him forward, jumping off the ladder himself…… *SMACK* Rodez completes the 450 degree turn, driving his body weight onto Wright as…… *BOOM* Knight drives Richards on his back and neck with a sitout powerbomb. ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” ”HOLY SHIT!!!!” COLE I’m…….I’m speechless. Rodez rolls off Wright, grabbing his ribs in pain while Knight pushes an unconscious Richards away, grabbing his left knee. CABOOSE This is now a two-man match. You can consider Wright and Richards DONE! My enjoyment of this match has fallen sharply. Rodez, still grimacing, sits on one knee and looks up at the belt. He gets to his feet and climbs up onto the apron and then the turnbuckles. Knight, on the other side of the ring, goes over to the opposite corner, literally dragging his left leg behind him. Rodez reaches up and leaps to get a grip on the cable, which sways a bit as he does, forcing him to steady himself first before starting the journey. This allows Knight, who is also on a second wind, to climb the opposite corner and grab the opposite side of the strand Rodez is on. COACH Oh, I hope that thing can take the weight. COLE This is it, ladies and gentlemen! It is a race for the belt, pure and simple. Both men go hand over hand across the cable as fast as their tired arms can go. The cable starts to sag the closer the two men get to each other, the X-Title belt bouncing along with the shaking. COLE All right guys, call it right now. Who is winning this match? COACH I’m pulling for my boy Leon. CABOOSE Oh, I don’t care……..Knight. Rodez is a few inches closer than Knight, but his hand slips off the cable as he grasps it causing to briefly hang by one arm and allowing Knight to catch up as Rodez steadies himself. COLE Both men are so damn close to the belt that they can probably touch it. "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" "LE - ON!" "PE - TER!" Knight hangs by one arm and swipes at the belt, just getting a piece of it. The belt swings towards Rodez and he tries to grab it, but it slips right past his reach, settling back into its original position. COACH Oooh, so close. Knight hangs by both hands again and swings his legs up, trying to push Rodez off with his feet, but Leon hangs on. Rodez swings HIS legs up and kicks at Knight, but Peter also hangs on. Knight swings his legs up again and kicks at Rodez’ nose, but that doesn’t do the trick. Rodez kicks downwards at Knight’s knee, causing him to groan in pain, but he hangs on as well. *BAM* Knight boots the nose again…… *SMACK* Rodez kicks the knee….. *BAM* Knight……. *SMACK* Rodez……. *BAM* Knight……. *BAM* Knight again. Rodez teeters….. *BAM* Knight once more……. *SLAM* And Rodez falls off, crashing to the mat!! “YEAHHHHHHBOOOOOOOO!!!” COLE Leon Rodez is down!!! Knight is there all alone!!! The Rodez fans try to drown out the Knight fans as PK inches closer to the belt…..reaching out and……. ….SNATCHING IT!! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” *DING DING* COLE IT’S OVER!!!! PETER KNIGHT RETAINS!!!! Oh Hell Yeah kicks up as Peter Knight hangs on one arm, kissing the belt. BUFFER (trying to be heard over the crowd) Llllladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Ultimate X Match and STILL The One and Only Anglesault Thread X-Division Champion of the WOOOOOORLD…..PETERRRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIIIGHTTT!! Knight waves at the referees to bring him the ladder so he can get down as EMTs check on the three fallen challengers. Knight descends a few rungs and holds the title high for all to see, flashbulbs popping everywhere. COLE What a match. That’s all I can say. What…a…match. The crowd remains standing, every fan in the building applauding the effort of everyone involved as Knight hops off the ladder, immediately hobbling on his good leg and falling into the ropes to brace himself. He puts the belt on his shoulder as a pair of officials helps him through the ropes and up the entrance ramp. Edited August 1, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted August 1, 2005 We pan over to the INTERVIEW STAGE located near the ramp. SCHIAVONE The fans still applauding the great efforts of the men involved in Ultimate. I'm speechless, Jess. VENTURA Heh. All I can say Tony is...WOW! Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. SCHIAVONE We aren't done yet, fans. For some last minute comments before our main event, I'd like to welcome in the men who will call that match, Triple C down at Sofa Central. Guys, what a night, huh? Split-screen: Tony and Jesse on the right, Triple C on the left. COLE It certainly has Tony. Great to be working with you and Jesse once again. (to Coach & Caboose) Well, its now time for our Main Event, the Fatal 4 Way match for the OAOAST Championship. While this match was made just days ago, lets look at the history between each of these opponents, because there are some interesting relationships here. COACH Certainly are Michael, the most obvious one is between Tony Brannigan and Axel. These two have been fighting over this World title over the past four months, and every battle has been just incredible. No strangers to each other, each man will want to settle the score tonight. CABOOSE And look at the Original Elite factor, Tony Brannigan and CWM are having squabbles because both are in tonights match. The big question is: will they work together to eliminate both of thier opponents and try and bring the title back to the Elite? It all depends who is greedier. COLE And, of course, there's Gunner Sharps and Axel. Running buddies in The Bleeding Souls in Detroit before they came to this federation, their relationship has been rocky at best. The only other time these two have met on Pay Per View was back at Living Angleously of 2004, where Axel beat Gunner Sharps by submission. There are a lot of dynamics to this contest, and Axel had better know what he is walking into here, as the champions advantage is taken away from him. It does not matter who is pinned, or who submits, the same result happens - a winner, and OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion. Could we see Finger Poke of Doom 2K5 from The Elite? CABOOSE I doubt it Cole, because neither man wants to give up a title shot, even for the greater good of their group. CWM and Tony Brannigan are both going to go full tilt tonight at a title shot. COLE Some predictions, guys. Jesse, let's start with you. VENTURA I've already made my prediction. The uncrown Heavyweight Champion of the World... Tony Brannigan. What about you, Schiavone. Who you pickin'? SCHIAVONE I-I'm going with the incumbent, Axel. As the past Presidential election showed, it's hard defeating the incumbent. VENTURA Not unless you're me. SCHIAVONE Oh, lordy. I should've known I set you up for that one. What about you, Michael. COLE I'm with you, Tony, I'm also picking Axel. Coach, Caboose? COACH & CABOOSE ... COLE Don't tell me you guys are still betting on wrestling matches? COACH Just one last time. COLE (sighs) Lets send you down to ringside where Michael Buffer is standing by. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Fatal Four Way Match, and it is for the One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the WORLD!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!" I would never bother you I would never promise to I will never follow you I will never bother you Never say a word again I will crawl away for good As the opening verse of Nirvana's 'You Know You're Right' echoes throughout the arena and the smoke clears from the entrance way, CWM appears, in normal attire consisting of torn shorts and Nirvana 'smilie face' T-Shirt. Walking to the ring, he doesn't acknowledge any fans' boos, or even the ones who want to slap his hand, choosing to storm dwon the ramp and slide into the ring, before dropping into the corner, arms draped over the ropes. COLE A picture of concentration, CWM is ready for a fight tonight. CABOOSE He hasn't been in a Pay Per View Main Event for a very long time guys, over a year for CWM. But he's used to this feeling, he has been a top star in this company for all three and a half years of its existance. As 'You Know You're Right' fades out, 'Sick' by Dope fades in, as the crowd continues this negative reaction. Heres to tomorrow baby I'm feelin sick Complain the whole world's angry You make me sick From behind the entrance curtain steps Gunner Sharps, dressed in his orange jumpsuit. Gunner beats his chest at the top of the ramp, and then makes a belt motion around his waist, not that the belt could fit around there anyway. The big man walks down the ramp, and fakes hitting one of the fans that are hurling insults at him, before grinning and swearing at the fan. Gunner climbs up the ring steps, and steps over the top rope with ease, before going over to the opposite corner to CWM, eyeing his former leader in the Underground. He's Simply Ravishing... OWWW! Ah yes, the familiar strains of the late Rick Rude's former WWF theme, 'Simply Ravishing'. The jam-packed Skydome give a smilar reception to Tony Brannigan as he makes his way out to ringside, but there are a section of the crowd who are cheering the former Champ. COLE Big night for this man, Tony Brannigan. Lost the OAOAST Championship last month to Axel, and is looking to regain it tonight. CABOOSE I think the best thing to come out of this match for both Tony and Axel is the fact that they don't necessarily have to beat each other to win, or in Axel's case remain, the champion. They're so evenly matched, and found it so hard to beat one another that they'll relish the chance for some other competition, some other dynamics in the match. Tony steps into the ring and poses on the turnbuckles to his music, the crowd again responding in a mixed reaction, but mostly a negative one. Jumping off the ropes, Tony surveys his opponents, until.. ...THE ARENA IS PLUNDGED INTO DARKNESS! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHH!" A drum beat starts up, one that hasn't been heard for months in an OAOAST arena. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" COLE What? The beat of the drum is soon joined by a man's voice... Can you feel that? ...and a guitar... ...shit The drums and guitars get louder, and louder, as the AngleTron fills with a blood-red color, that leaves one word outlined in black: PAIN. The crowd is electric, the beat of the drum becomes more prominent, the guitars gaining rhythm and purpose, as the crowd waits for the inevitable... OWWWW-A-A-A-A! BOOOOOOOOOOOMM!! The crowd comes alive with a HUGE cheer as Disturbeds' "Down with the Sickness" begins to blare over the loudspeakers. From the set comes none other than the OAOAST Champion, Axel, who appears more pumped up than he has been in a long time. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing, Broken your servant I kneel (Will you give in to me?) It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me (Will you give in to me?) Axel plays to the crowd on both sides of the ramp, pointing to the belt around his waist, and then turning his attention to the ringside faithful around the ramp as the song continues. Looking at my own reflection When suddenyl it changes Violently it changes (oh no) Axel slaps a few hands at ringside and takes position halfway down the entrance ramp, pointing left, and then right, and then at his three opponents in the ring... There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon in me... BOOOOOOM! ...and striking the Crucifix Pose, setting off a chain of pyro not only at the ramp, but around the arena roof, with blasts all around the arena! CABOOSE Showoff. COLE Axel has this crowd pumped up for a huge Main Event here at License to Pin! The champion runs to the ring, slapping hands on the way, runs up the ring steps and enters the battlefield. Taking his place in the free corner, Axel chooses to pose to the fans while 'Down with the Sickness' continues to blare. The music fades down, as Michael Buffer begins the announcments. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time, let me introduce to you the participants in this match. The three challengers. First, weighing in at two hundred five pounds, a former OAOAST World, Tag Team and Twenty-Four Seven Champion, as well as one of the founders of this company. A bonafide legend and member of the Fall of Haim, from Abbotsford, British Columbia... COBAIN WAS MURDERED - CEEE DOUBLE-UUUUUUUUU EEEEEEMMMMMMMM!!!!! CWM flips the crowd off as Buffer continues the announcments. BUFFER Next, standing seven feet tall and weighing in tonight at three hundred fifty eight pounds, a former OAOAST Twenty-Four Seven Champion, and one of the greatest Big Men to ever grace an OAOAST ring. From Detroit, Michigan... GUNNNERRRRR SHAAAAARRPPPPSSS! The big man beats his chest and salutes to the crowd, who respond in more boos. BUFFER And, weighing in tonight at two hundred ninety two pounds. A former OAOAST World and Tag Team Champion, as well as a HI-YAH Tag Team Champion. One of the true superstars of this company, the man who has come to prominence as a true Main Event star in the last few months. From Hollywood, California... 'T-BOD' TONNYYYYYY BRAAAANNNIIGGGANNNNN!!!! "BOOYEEBOOYEEABOOOOOOO!!!" Yes, thats exactly how you describe the reaction of the crowd to the reading of Tony's name. Mixed. BUFFER Finally, last but by far, not least. Weighing in tonight at two hundred, fifty-eight and one quarter pounds. Known the world around for his intensity in the ring, and his professionalism outside of it. Former Twenty-Four Seven Champion, and Lethal Rumble winner. He is the current, REIGNING and DEFENDING One and Only Anglesault Thread Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOORRRLLLDDD!!!! A native of Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, the master of the Axel Slam... THIS. IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAXXXELLLLLL!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHH!" The champion strikes the crucifix pose with belt in hand, before giving the prestigious title to the referee, who shows it to the other three competitors in the match, before holding it up for the world to see. *DING DING DING* COLE The bell is rung, and we are underway in our Main Event for the evening! Remember as well, because this is a Fatal Four Way match, there are no disqualifications, and no countouts! Axel is the first to step out of his corner, and he is soon met by Gunner, as the two former friends have harsh words. Even though there is a distinct height difference, Axel does not back away from the big man, but is forced to when Gunner throws the first punch! Axel is on the offensive quickly though, as he lands a right hand of his own! Right by Gunner, and Axel comes right back! Gunner! Axel! Gunner! Axel! COACH This is a slugfest early! Gunner gets the better of the champion, and slugs away at his temple, causing Axel to back into the corner and try to cover up. Gunner goes for a haymaker shot, but the champion ducks under the big man and turns the tables, trapping him in the corner and delivering hard rights, followed by an uppercut! Axel turns around, seemingly to get a run up into the corner again... ... but he is floored by a Tony Brannigan clothesline! "BOOOOOO!" COLE Tony took advantage of that opening exchange, and now it appears as if he and CWM are going to work. Tony starts hammering away at Axel with right hands on the canvas, while CWM goes to work on Gunner Sharps in the corner. CWM wrenches the arm of Gunner, before trying an Irish Whip into the opposite corner. Gunner reverses and sends CWM into the turnbuckle back-first. The big man charges at CWM, but the veteran gets his feet up, sending Gunner backward. CWM charges this time, but Gunner has the move scouted, landing a HUGE running powerslam on CWM! CABOOSE Amazing power showcased by Gunner Sharps. I always knew he had Main Event potential! Meanwhile, Tony is teeing off on Axel still, before bringing the champion to his feet. T-Bod with a stiff boot to the stomach, and a front face lock, before taking Axel over with a suplex. Gunner tries to take advantage of the fact that Tony is on the ground by grabbing his hair, but Tony lands a thumb to the eye, disorientating the big guy for a moment, long enough for Tony to get on the offensive with right hands. Gunner tries to come back with shots, but CWM is there for the double team along with Tony Brannigan. COACH The Original Elite working together! I knew it! CWM and Tony catch each other in a glance, before sending the three hundred pounder for an Irish Whip. Gunner comes off of the ropes and tries a Double Clothesline, but both men duck under, and deliver a Double Neckbreaker to Gunner Sharps, followed by a double elbow drop! CWM and Tony get up from the tandem moves to face each other, but are soon focused on Axel, as the champion is on his feet. Axel charges for Tony, but CWM cuts him off, landing a right hand to the midsection, and then a boot, before both men grab Axel and deliver a Double DDT! COLE Great tandem offense! Tony Brannigan with a cover on Axel! ONE... TW-NO! CWM pulls Tony off of Axel! COACH Wait a minute! Are they working together? Tony gets up and comes eye to eye with his stablemate, asking him exactly what the hell that was about. CWM shrugs and tells him something which seems to raise the ire of Tony Brannigan, so much so that Tony lands a slap on CWM! "OOOOOOOH!" ...CWM takes Tony down with a tackle! "YEEEEEAH!" COLE Wow! So much for the Elite! Right hands by CWM on Tony, but Brannigan turns the tables and lands right hands on CWM. Both men are up, CWM ducks a clothesline attempt, tries a Pollycutter... no! Tony pushes CWM off.... ..and right into a Gunner Sharps big boot! CABOOSE What a shot to the chin! Tony turns around, but he too gets knocked down, but by an Axel Harlem Side Kick! COLE High Leg Lariat there by Axel, and both Elites are down! Watch Gunner here... Gunner tries to ambush Axel with a right hand, but Axel block it and hits one of his own, followed by a European Uppercut! And a second! A third! Snapmare take over by Axel, and a VICIOUS KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! "UWAHHH!" Axel with a legdrop, and a COVER! ONE... TW-NO! CWM pulls Axel off the cover! COACH What a kick to the back of the head by Axel there! We heard that impact all the way up here! He's certainly learnt some things in Japan guys! CABOOSE I hate to agree with you... so I won't. That kick sucked. CWM with an elbow shot to Axel, and a left elbow, before Spinning... but Axel ducks a third elbow attempt! Axel ducks behind CWM, before delivering a beautiful release German Suplex, landing CWM right on the back of his neck! Axel follows the move up with locking in a ground front face lock, and putting all the pressure on CWM's neck, zeroing in on his target. COLE Beautiful German by Axel there, and now he seems to be working on the neck of CWM. Axel continues to hold the Front Face Lock even tighter, until it is broken up by a Tony Brannigan boot to the back of the head of the Champion. Brannigan lifts Axel to his feet, Irish Whp by Tony, Axel stops himself at the ropes, holding on to the top, but Tony follows up with a Cactus Jack clothesline, sending both men over the top! The crowd cheer, as the action has spilled ever closer to them, not stopping to think that if one of these guys were to accidentally clothesline them or something, they'd be totally rooted! Gunner is on his feet in the meantime, as is CWM. The two former stablemates in the Underground eye each other, before charging. CWM is smarter however, as he ducks an incoming shot by Sharps and lands a Spinning Elbow, but it doesn't send the big man off of his feet. CWM tries another, but Gunner lands a boot to the midsection, and puts CWM in a standing bodyscissors, before lifting him up for a Powerbomb... ...But You Can't Powerbomb CWM- Hurricanrana! COLE Beautiful Headscissors takeover by CWM! CABOOSE Look, Michael, please. Call the move right, or not at all. Simple choice. CWM holds onto Gunner's legs! ONE... TW-NO! Gunner uses his strength to get out of the pinning predicament. With Axel getting up first on the outside, Tony has to work fast, and does so with a shot to the midsection of the champion, before grabbing him by the hair, and driving his face into the guardrail, causing some fat guy to spill his beer. The fat guy takes great offense to this, and tries to hit Tony from the crowd, but he is soon taken away by security. Flustered by this, Tony falls prey to an attack by Axel, with the champion knocking his foe down with a clothesline on the outside. Axel picks Tony up once again and this time tries an Irish Whip into the guardrail, but Brannigan reverses and Axel goes back first into the steel! Tony charges, but Axel is smarter than that, ducking and sending Tony into the crowd! In the ring, CWM has Gunner in the corner and is once again pounding away, this time with right hands. And whether the founding member likes it or not, the crowd is counting along as he stands on the second turnbuckle... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!!! CWM jumps off of the turnbuckle and runs to the opposite side. He then charges at Gunner, and jumps into the corner... ...but Gunner catches him, and PLANTS him on the back of his head with a one armed slam! COLE Amazing power shown there by Gunner Sharps! Amazing! Gunner follows the move straight away by grabbing CWM by the throat, and lifting him to his feet, before lifting him even further in a Gorilla Press! Gunner keeps CWM up there for a few seconds, then dropping him down in a Spinebuster! COACH The Tortured Soul Slam! Cover! ONE... TWO... NO! CWM kicks out right at the count of two. Gunner begins to tee off on CWM again with rights, as the camera switches to Tony Brannigan, who has gained the advantage over Axel, and is coming back to ringside with the champion. Tony drives Axel's head into the guardrail once again, and then throws Axel back over, before climbing over himself. Tony tries to pick the Champion up, but no dice, as Axel is keeping low to the ground. Brannigan goes for the second option, hitting the champion with a hard right, before beginning a search under the ring, perhaps for some weapons... COLE Uh-oh! Tony's channeling the spirit of the Dudleys... he's got a table! Tony succeeds in grabbing Axel and picking him up to his feet, then positioning him in a standing bodyscissors, right next to the table. T-Bod tries to get Axel up for a Powerbomb, but Axel blocks the move, holding onto Tony's legs. Tony tries again, but the same result. Before Brannigan can try for a third time, Axel has dropped to his knees, and lands an Uppercut, sending Brannigan backward! Tony tries a clothesline on Axel, but the champion ducks! ...SPINEBUSTAHHH~! THROUGH THE TABLE! COLE WOW! COACH SO Much Better than HOFFS!!! In the ring, Gunner throws CWM for an Irish Whip, CWM uses his ringsmarts to slide under Gunner's legs, and takes his leg out with a sweeping kick! Gunner is on his knees! CWM off of the ropes... SHINING WIZARD! COACH The Shining Wizard kick by CWM! Cover! It's over! ONE... TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... THR-NO! Axel breaks it up, grabbing CWM... and DRIVING his head into the mat with a DDT! COLE The champion with the advantage! He's showing intensity we haven't seen in months! Axel focuses still on CWM, the DDT further jarring his neck. The champion throws him to the outside, wanting to punish the founding member even more. Axel grabs CWM by the hair and attempts to frive his face into the steel steps, but CWM blocks and sends Axel's face into the steel! CWM grabs a chair that one of the security guards was sitting on, and measures the champion! COACH CWM is ready to POUNCE~! CABOOSE Please don't mention that word in this company. Axel gets to his feet and is ALMOST floored by a chairshot, but ducks under. The champion goes for a clothesline, but CWM ducks under that as well! Axel turns around again... and gets FLOORED WITH A VICIOUS CHAIRSHOT! COLE That's worthy of a replay! *LTP Logo* Axel gets to his feet and is ALMOST floored by a chairshot, but ducks under. The champion goes for a clothesline, but CWM ducks under that as well! Axel turns around again... and gets FLOORED WITH A VICIOUS CHAIRSHOT! COLE That's worthy of a replay! *LTP Logo* COACH What a shot there! CWM floored the champion, and he's proud of himself! CABOOSE Not only that, but I don't think he's done! Waitaminute! Look in the ring! Yes, inside the ring Tony Brannigan and Gunner Sharps are teeing off, with Gunner Sharps getting a GOOZLE~! on Tony! COACH Chokeslam coming up! Tony, desperate, does the only thing he knows how in a desperate situation and kicks Gunner square in the balls! "UWAHHHHHH!" Standing bodyscissors by Tony, ATTITDUE ADJUSTMENT PILEDRIVER!!! COLE He hit that beautiful Piledriver! COACH Gunner's head driven into the mat! ONE!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! NOOOOO!! CWM breaks up the pinfall! COLE That was very close! CWM had to save Gunner so he still has a shot at the title! Remember folks, this is NOT an elimination bout, one pinfall will earn a victory, and in this case, the OAOAST Championship! CWM grabs his stablemate an doesn't treat him as so, peppering away with right hands, and sending him for an Irish Whip. Tony comes off of the ropes, ducks a shot, but doesn't get out of the way of a boot to the midsection by CWM. Standing bodyscissors... RUNNING CONSPIRACY BOMB BY CWM! COACH The Conspriacy Bomb! Cover! ONE... TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO... NO!! Tony kicks out. CWM, flustered by the kickout, continues the punishment on Tony Brannigan. COLE A lot of action going on in this contest, and it's very hard to pick a winner! COACH Damn right Michael, all four of these guys have been on top at different times, its no wonder why Axel wasn't entirely happy with having to face three guys! But its a testament to his character that he is doing so! CABOOSE Yeah yeah, blah blah. Same old crap. Meanwhile, a now-bloodied Axel is in the ring, and is after Gunner Sharps. Gunner soon gets the advantage back though after a couple of rights and lefts from the champion. Gunner soon gets a goozle on Axel, lifts him high in the air, and drops him for a Chokeslam! COLE Slam dunk by Gunner! The big man feels like its time to fly, but considering his limited arsenal of top rope moves, one has to wonder why. COACH Might be a little mistake by Gunner here! Gunner climbs to the top, and flies off, trying a splash... ...but only meets Axel's knees, leaving both former Bleeding Souls down on the mat!! COLE Gunner crashed and burned on that exchange! CWM batters away at Tony in the corner, this time applying a choke, with the referee trying to break it up, but being unable to do so, as there are no disqualifications in this contest. CWM finally brings Tony Brannigan out of the corner, trying a Cradle piledriver, but Tony backdrops out of it! CWM is up quickly, but its Tony Brannigan on the attack, ducking a clothesline, and delivering the Rude Awakening Neckbreaker! COLE High impact by Tony Brannigan! Lateral press! ONE... TWOOOOOOOOO..... NO! CWM kicks out! COACH That just shows the major influence of the late, great Rick Rude on Tony Brannigan. And its not a bad influence to have guys, Rude was one hell of a competitor. Brannigan follows up with a second cover, keeping on CWM... ONE... TWOOOOONO! CWM kicks out a little earlier this time. Tony grabs CWM by the hair and signals for the end! Irish Whip into the corner, CWM comes out... ...OUT OF BOD-NO! CWM falls behind Tony! ...POLLYCUTTE-NO! Tony pushes CWM off... ...and right into a MOTHER FUCKING IMPACT SPEAR~!~! COLE THE SHARP END! CWM JUST GOT FLATTENED! Cover by Gunner! ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Tony breaks up the pinfall attempt! COACH Man, Gunner might be the OAOAST Champion had Tony not been there! The big man grabs Brannigan by the hair and sets him up in a Standing Bodyscissors. Gunner lits Tony and runs.. ...but Tony rolls down his back! Gunner turns around... ...OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE ON GUNNER! COACH The Spinebuster! Just like that! COLE We've got a new Champion! COVER! ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Axel breaks up the pinfall! COLE Axel saved his title there! Axel with right hands to the temple of Tony Brannigan, and a Front Face lock applied! Axel signals to the crowd, lifts Tony high in the air... ....BRAINBUSTAHHHHHH~!~!~! COLE DAAAANNNGEEERROOOOOUUUSSS!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHH!" ONE!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENOOOOOOO! Tony gets a shoulder up! COLE Axel was soclose there! CABOOSE These guys are trading high impact mores like there's no tomorrow, and now Axel's going for another! Axel gets up, and strikes the Crucifix Pose! The crowd go insane! COACH It's time for the end! Axel grabs Tony by the hair, turning around to face the other s-POLYCUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE CWM GOT HIM WITH THE POLLYCUTTER! ITS OVER! CABOOSE GOTTA BE! ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gunner breaks up the pinfall! COLE My, how close was that??? KOOL-AID OH YEAH! Gunner with right hands to CWM, and a knee to the gut. Irish Whip by Gunner, CWM somehow reverses it, goes into the ropes... SPEAR... ...CWM MOVES! ...GUNNER HITS AXEL WITH THE SHARP END SPEAR! ONE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! CWM Breaks up the pinfall! COLE CWM breaks it up this time, hey, look at Tony on the outside! Brannigan has stolen the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship from ringside, and is obiously looking for the right time to use it! CABOOSE These guys had better watch Tony, one shot with that belt and you're gone! Tony slides into the rig just as Gunner and CWM are fighting once again. CWM tries a Pollycutter but Gunner won't buy it. Gunner tries to Powerbomb CWM, but the veteran holds onto the ropes, not giving Gunner a chance! Gunner tries again, but is suddenly floored with a BELTSHOT! COLE TONY JUST TOOK GUNNERS HEAD OFF... ...POLLYCUTTER BY CWM WHEN TONY TURNS AROUND! CABOOSE He hit the Pollycutter on his own stablemate! Incredible! CWM stands up and looks at the crowd sadistically, like he's not done. But he has other things to worry about, as Axel is on his feet, finally, after the Last Pollycutter! CWM goes for a right hand, Axel ducks behind, and picks the veteran up for a Reverse DVD! COACH COULD IT BE? ...AXXXXXXELLLLL SLLLLAAAAMMMMMM!!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAHHHH!" THE CROWD COUNT ALONG! OOOOONNNNEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE HE GOT HIM! YES! Axel stands up triumphantly at the ringing of the bell, with 'Down with the Sickness' playing in the background. COACH Axel has beaten three men to retain his OAOAST Championship! What a contest! The referee raises Axel's hand, but Gunner seems to have other ideas as he is pissed off he didn't win the title. Axel sees the big man coming at him, and takes him down quickly with a Running Enziguri! Looking down at Gunner, Axel gets an idea! COLE Gunner with poor sportsmanship, but what's Axel thinking here? Axel grabs Gunner and locks him in a rear facelock position, grabbing his tights with the other hand. Axel lifts Gunner high in the air, holding him up so the bloood rushes to his head! COACH He couldn't be thinking of... CABOOSE I think he is! COLE One stolen finisher deserves another... man, look at this strength! Axel has him up there for en seconds now! Axel struggles, but manages to keep Gunner in the air before... ....DROPPING HIM WITH THE FUTURE SHOCK! COLE and COACH :O CABOOSE He did it better than Hoff! COACH What imapct! Axel stands up immediately and stares at the camera, while the referee hands him his belt. Suddenly a cheer goes up around the arena, and it appears that none other than HOFF has made his way to the top of the entrance ramp! Axel turns to return his stare! COLE Hoff is here! Man, this is electric, these two will meet, August 28th, AngleSlam! Look at the staredown! COACH It's going to take the match of their lives to beat the other, this match has been over a year in the making guys! Axel stares at his opponent, raising the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship as 'Down with the Sickness' plays still. Hoff and Axel start the trash talk, as the music blares. COLE What a show! For Caboose and Jonathon Coachman, I'm Michael Cole! Goodnight and see you at AngleSlam! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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