KingPK 0 Report post Posted September 25, 2005 Just putting down what I've got so far. I'll put it in the CODE tag when it is finished. First, a few backstage segments. The first one should go early in the show. We cut backstage as the camera focuses on a closed door in the locker room. A click is heard and the door swings open, revealing the challenger for tonight’s main event, Peter Knight, dressed in street clothes. The fairly partisan Fenway crowd roars as he walks into the locker room, bag slung over his shoulder. He sits in front of his locker and unzips it, pulling out his singlet, his pants and his X-Division title belt, which he looks into for a few seconds before placing it on the top shelf. He looks into his bag once more and starts to reach in for something, but he hesitates. Looking up, he takes a deep breath and shakes his head, drawing his arm back from the bag and zipping it up. He grabs his singlet and pants once more as the scene fades out. This should go before the main event, but should have something between it and the match. We cut to the back to find Peter Knight once again seated in front of his locker, this time dressed for battle. He pulls his kneepads on, first the right and then the left. As he adjusts his left pad, he pauses once again and looks into his locker. He reaches in and grabs his bag, unzipping it and reaching in. When his hand appears again, it is holding the knee brace he had been wearing for the most part these last two months. He unconsciously flexes his left knee as he stares at the brace. He places it on his chair as he stands and jogs in place while slapping himself in the face a few times to get himself going. He picks the brace up again and shakes his head, flinging it into his locker and grabbing his title belt before walking out of the frame. THE MATCH: *DING DING DING* BUFFER LLLLadies and gentlemen, the following is the Mmmmmain Event of Dirty Deeds!! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” BUFFER It is Champion versus Champion for the One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the World!! Your referee tonight will be Earl Hebner. Now, are you ready? “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” BUFFER Fenway Park, are you RRRRRRRREADY? “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” BUFFER Now, for the thousands here at Fenway and the millions watching at home……..LLLLLLLLET’S GET RRRRREADY TO RRRUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!!!!! CUE: [i]Oh Hell Yeah[/i] [b]”YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”[/b] The crowd becomes unglued as the H-Blocx tune hits the PA and the challenger steps through the curtain. COLE Oh my, LISTEN to this!! COACH This crowd is ready, Cole. BUFFER (Barely audible over the crowd) Introducing first, the challenger: From Fall River, Massachusetts, he weighs in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. He appears tonight in his first ever OAOAST World Championship match and is currently the reigning X-Division Champion of the Woooooorrld……PETERRRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIGHT!! Knight, looking completely focused and seemingly tuning out the huge ovation he is getting, steps through the ropes and heads right for his corner, unstrapping his belt and handing it off to the timekeeper. He flexes his neck and pulls on the ropes to get himself loose as his music fades, to be replaced by…. CUE: [i]Black[/i] [color=gray][b]BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOOOOOM!!![/color][/b] “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” The World Champion walks into Fenway Park to a reaction that he hasn’t heard for a while, the pro-PK crowd hurling boos and insults at him as he walks down the ramp. BUFFER And his opponent: From Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds, he IS the One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD: HOFF!! Knight locks his eyes onto Hoff and doesn’t take them off him as he approaches the ring and steps through the ropes. He raises the title belt into the air, which takes Knight’s eyes off of him for a moment, but that only intensifies the boos. CABOOSE Looks like Hoff won’t be able to play to the crowd like he’s used to, because these people will tear him to shreds if he tries it. Hebner takes the title belt from Hoff and raises it into the air, making a full turn to each side of the ring before handing it off. He checks both men for foreign objects as the crowd breaks into a “LET’S GO PE-TER!!!” *clap clap clapclapclap* chant. Hebner gives them both some last minute instructions and signals for the bell. *DING DING* COLE Here we go! Knight feints a charge out of the corner, but Hoff doesn’t flinch. As the two men circle the ring, measuring each other up, the crowd lets their allegiance be known. “P-K!” “P-K!” “P-K!” “P-K!” “P-K!” “P-K!” The first contact of the match is a lockup, both men jockeying for position. Hoff backs Knight into the corner, drawing boos from the Fenway crowd as Hebner asks for a break, which Hoff does cleanly. HOFF You better be ready, boy. Hebner demands action, and the two big men lock up again. Hoff quickly sneaks around and grabs a waistlock and burying his head in PK’s upper back so Knight cannot get any shots in with his elbows. Knight doesn’t see this and tries to throw one, but it gets nothing but air, the momentum spinning Knight around back into Hoff’s clutches and leading to a belly to back suplex. Hoff’s cocky side comes to the surface as he flexes his muscles, drawing a torrent of boos. COLE Hoff certainly seems to not be fazed by this crowd in the least. COACH You remember his Thrillogy days, don’t you? This is cake for him. They lock up once more and again Hoff goes behind Knight, but Knight switches it and takes Hoff down to a roar from the crowd. He spins around and grabs a front facelock, shifting his weight upwards to gain pressure and leverage, but Hoff manages to crawl backwards and hook his foot under the bottom rope to force a break. Knight pulls Hoff up by the hair and backs him into the ropes, whipping him off and bracing himself for a shoulder knockdown, but Hoff charges off the ropes and gets the knockdown himself. He bounces off the ropes and hops over Knight, shooting off the opposite ropes and looking for a clothesline, but Knight sidesteps him and gives him a shove, adding to the momentum that sends Hoff over the top rope and to the floor. Knight goes out after him and picks him up off the grass, grabbing his arm and whipping him into the ringpost. Knight keeps on him and picks him up again, looking for a whip into the ring steps, but Hoff reverses it, sending PK barreling into the three ton solid steel stairs, though they easily split in half and sound like they’re just made of aluminum. COLE Both men taking it to each other right away here. Knight wanted to take the fight outside, but Hoff is no stranger to that. Hoff grabs Knight’s arm and sends him into the ringside barrier. Hoff charges in and leaps, looking for a Stinger Splash, but Knight moves with Hoff striking his ribs on the barrier and toppling over into the first row. Knight reaches over the barrier and pulls Hoff up by the hair, hooking his head and tights and lifting him up for a suplex back onto the grassy ringside area. Knight rolls him into the ring and follows him in. COLE Knight….oh, first cover of the match coming here. ONE TWO Kickout. Hoff shoots his shoulder up quickly after two. Knight, having seen where Hoff landed on the barrier, immediately zeroes in on the ribs, landing some hard stomps and dropping a few elbows before putting Hoff into a seated position and sitting behind him, wrapping his legs around Hoff’s waist and grabbing a reverse bearhug to restrict Hoff’s breathing. A few of the Hoff fans in the crowd tries to rally the champion, but every “HOFF!” they bellow is followed by a “SUCKS!” that sounds ten times louder. Hoff grabs Knight’s hands, trying to break the grasp of the challenger, but Knight answers that by squeezing harder, making it tougher for Hoff to draw a breath into his lungs. CABOOSE Hoff hit pretty good on that barrier, so who knows if some of those ribs are broken. Hoff takes a few deep breaths and grabs the hands again. This time, he manages to lift Knight’s arms upwards just enough so that he can slide under them to escape and quickly springs back with a clothesline to put him down. He covers. ONE TWO Kickout by Knight. Hoff starts to pull him up, but a quick jab to the ribs cuts him off and Knight grabs a quick cradle. ONE TWO No, Hoff kicks out. Knight fires off some right hands and sends Hoff into the corner, following up with a running knee to the ribs, but he uses his left knee, and hobbles a bit as he follows up with another charge, this time trying for a shoulder to the ribs, but Hoff moves, causing PK to strike the post. Hoff pulls his tights to yank him into a schoolboy. ONE TWO But Knight kicks out at two. Hoff whips him off the ropes and goes for a press slam, but Knight lands on his feet and, when Hoff turns, hoists him into a fireman’s carry! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” COLE He’s got Hoff up! Knight makes sure he’s got a good grasp on the champion, slightly stumbling with the added weight on his shoulders (and knee), turns him….. *WHAM* And drills Hoff into the mat with a Knightmare!!! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” COLE He hit it! He hit it! Does it happen now?! Here’s the cover. ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! [b]”YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!![/b] “No! No! No! TWO! TWO!” That is the voice of Earl Hebner, who is frantically waving his arms at the timekeeper, waving the pin off and signaling that Hoff got his shoulder up before the three count. The crowd, realizing that the bell didn’t ring and Knight’s hand isn’t being raised, boos lustily at Hebner. Knight, who was sitting in shock that his dream has actually come true, sees Hebner displaying two fingers and gets to his feet, walking over and pleading his case as the fans continue to voice their displeasure. “BULLLLLSHIT!” “BULLLLLSHIT!” “BULLLLLSHIT!” COLE That was extremely close. I think we’ve got a replay cued up, so let’s take a look here. The OAOAST Double Feature appears on the screen, with the live action shifted to a smaller screen and a slow motion replay of Hebner making his count. As his hand starts going down for three, Hoff’s shoulder clearly lifts off the canvas and is off the mat as Hebner’s hand slaps the mat for a third time. COACH Well, can’t really argue with that call. Good job by Hebner to immediately wave the pinfall off and continue the match. As the live action fills the screen once again, Knight continues to argue, clapping his hands three times to signify what he heard, but Hebner counters by clapping his hands twice and making a “shoulder up” motion with his arm. Knight looks into the overhead lights and lets out an aggravated sigh before walking over and dragging Hoff up by the hair……but suddenly Hoff hooks him and drills him to the mat with a Rock Bottom!! “BOOOOOOOOOO!!” COLE Rock Bottom!! Hoff with a Rock Bottom out of nowhere! Shaking off the cobwebs, Hoff slowly crawls over to Knight and collapses on top of him for the cover. ONNNNNNNNNEEE TWOOOOOOOOOO THR---No, shoulder up!! “YEAHHHHHHH!!!” CABOOSE Back and forth. It’ll be the man that makes the most critical mistake that will go home a loser. Hoff, letting out a frustrated groan himself, pulls Knight to his feet and firing off some rights, backing Knight into the ropes. He goes for a whip, but Knight reverses it sending Hoff into the strands and putting his head down for a back body drop, but Hoff puts the brakes on and grabs a front facelock, twisting Knight around and nailing a swinging neckbreaker. Knight grabs his neck in pain as Hoff sits up, trying to catch a few breaths. He looks to the corner, back to Knight, and then back to the corner. He gets to his feet and walks towards it, stepping to the outside and climbing the turnbuckles, the crowd rising to its feet in anticipation of what’s to come. COACH Hoff’s goin’ upstairs, boys. CABOOSE This might be it! This might be Hoff’s big mistake! Hoff steadies himself on the top and lifts up his arm, signaling for the Big Elbow Drop. He takes a deep breath, judges the distance one last time, and leaps…… But Knight rolls out of the way, Hoff landing on his arm and shoulder. “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” COLE NO! Nobody home on the elbow!! You might be right, Caboose. Knight gets to his feet and, now visibly limping on the bad knee, grabs Hoff’s legs and attempts to step between them. “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” COACH And now he’s going for the kill! Knight steps in between them and crosses the feet, but Hoff is well aware of what PK is going for and scoots backwards using his hands, taking Knight with him to the ropes. Hoff wraps his arms around the bottom rope, yelling at Hebner to do his job while Knight tries to pull Hoff back to the middle of the ring. Hebner starts his five count, but Knight won’t let go after five, so Hebner physically gets between them and pulls Knight away, holding him back and warning him not to get out of line. Knight pushes him away and walks towards Hoff, stinging him with a chop to the chest before backing him into the ropes and whipping him, bouncing off the ropes himself to get some momentum. He tries a clothesline, but Hoff ducks it, sending PK off the opposite ropes while stopping himself. He turns as Knight approaches him and….. *WHAM* SSSSSPINEBUSSSSSTAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! COLE Spine on the pine! The cover. ONNNNNNNEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOO KICKOUT!!! COLE Only two! These men are leaving it all in the ring tonight. Hoff buries his face in his hands and pounds the mat, his frustration in not being able to put Knight away building. CABOOSE I still think one of these two is going to make a mistake that will cost them the match. Hoff almost did, but he recovered well. Hoff gets to his feet and stalks Knight, waiting for him to get up. PK uses the ropes to get to his feet, his knee bothering him more and more. Hoff sneaks up behind him and grabs a rear facelock, throwing his other arm into the air. HOFF FUTURE SHOOOOOOOCK!!! “BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COACH Here it is! Hoff hooks the tights and goes to lift PK, but Knight swings his legs and forces Hoff to put him back down. Hoff tries again, but again Knight blocks it, driving an elbow into Hoff’s gut. Another to the gut and one to the face knocks Hoff back. He turns back, but PK picks his legs, stepping in between them and crossing them! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The crowd rises to its feet as Knight tries to turn Hoff over while Hoff frantically tries to reach for the ropes, Hebner, Knight, anything that will allow him to escape. Knight turns him over and goes for the arms, but Hoff shakes and twists them, trying with all his might to keep them away from Knight’s grasp. Knight drills him in the lower back with some forearms which stuns Hoff enough so that he can wrap his arms up in the full nelson. COLE Ace in the Hole!!! Peter Knight has it on the World Champion!! COACH But look! Look how close Hoff is to the ropes and the full nelson frees his hands to grab them! Indeed, Hoff is aware of his surroundings and manages to turn himself towards the closest ropes. Using the slight height and weight advantage he has, coupled with the fact that PK is struggling to keep the hold on because of the pressure it is putting on his knee, slowly inches closer and closer to the ropes until he is close enough to reach out and grab it. COLE Hoff forced a break! Knight better keep his cool or this match is over. Hebner demands a break from Knight and starts his five count again. This time, Knight complies and releases at four, stumbling backwards into the ropes. He slaps them in absolute fury that he didn’t have Hoff further away from the ropes, realizing that that might have been his shot. Hoff rolls to the center of the ring, holding his back from the hold and the forearm shots he endured. Knight sees him and raises his arms, making a sweeping motion and screaming “THAT’S IT!!” “YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” CABOOSE Hoff is right in the middle of the ring. I don’t think he’s hurting as much as he’s putting on. Knight walks over as Hoff rolls onto his back, still grunting in pain. Knight picks up his legs and puts his right leg between them….but Hoff suddenly grabs it, knocking PK off balance and onto his stomach with Hoff quickly applying the anklelock to the left leg!! “BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COLE ANKLELOCK!!! CABOOSE Hoff suckered him in! What a smart move by Hoff! Hoff wrenches the ankle as Knight crab walks on his hands, trying to get himself to the ropes, but Hoff pulls him backwards and keeps him in the center of the ring. The crowd stomps and claps, trying to rally the X-Champion. “PK! PK! PK! PK! PK! PK!” Knight screams in pain but keeps his resolve, stretching his hand out and trying to inch himself closer and closer to the ropes and a break. He musters all the strength he has left and slowly crawls towards the ropes, managing to block the pain out of his mind and focus only on the bottom rope. He gets closer and the cheering intensifies. Closer….. Closer…… COLE He’s so close; he probably can feel the rope with his fingertips. Knight reaches out in a last gasp…… And barely misses the rope! Hoff drags him back to the center of the ring and turns the hold into a heel hook, adding pressure to the left knee as well!!! “AWWWWWWWWWW!!!” COACH Hoff might have it here! A look of severe agony crosses Knight’s face at the addition of pressure to his injured knee. He reaches out for the ropes, but Hoff has all the leverage. Knight tries to push himself forwards, but can barely move a few centimeters, with Hoff cranking on the ankle as punishment. Knight answers every Hebner inquiry with a forceful “NO!” but as Hoff tightens the hold, a look of panic begins to cross his face. He screws his eyes shut and reaches out for the ropes again, trying to will himself over to his only salvation. CABOOSE He’s fading! Knight buries his face into the canvas, still reaching for the ropes, but when he picks his head back up, a look of resignation is clear on his face. He raises his right hand to prepare to tap out, but his left hand almost involuntarily grabs it, trying to stop it from hitting the mat. Hebner asks him again if he wants to quit, but his refusals don’t carry the force they once had. “PK! PK! PK! PK! PK! PK!” The crowd once again tries to rally their home state superstar, but PK is running on empty. He raises his hand once again and, seeing his dream slip through his fingers….. *Taptaptaptaptaptap* Taps out. *DING DING DING DING* Hoff, completely exhausted himself, releases the hold and rolls away from Knight, lying flat on his back and thrusting his fists into the air as Hebner retrieves the belt and Hebner makes it official. BUFFER LLLadies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the OAOAST Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOOOORLD: HOFF! Hoff gets to a sitting position, accepting the belt and his getting his hand raised by Hebner as [i]Black[/i] hits the PA once again. Knight crawls to the corner and buries his face in it, completely drained both physically and emotionally by this match. The crowd, it also having been drained, applauds not Hoff’s victory, but the effort that these two men just gave them. Hoff raises the belt and waves acknowledgement of the applause as Hebner goes over to check on Knight. PK uses the ropes (with an assist by Earl) to get to his feet in the corner, tears visibly rolling down his face. COLE You have to give it to that man; he pushed himself and Hoff as far as both men can go, but he just couldn’t get it done in the end. Hoff slings the title belt over his shoulder and walks over to Knight, who hangs over the ropes in dejection. Hoff slaps him in the back and leans in close, saying something inaudible to him. COACH Hoff is showing what a great champion he is, consoling his opponent in his darkest time. Peter Knight’s dream is to hold that title that Hoff now holds, but he’ll have other shots if this match has shown us anything. Knight picks his head up and brushes the tears away. Hebner gives him the X-Title belt, a consolation prize to Knight, like a year’s supply of Rice A’ Roni. Hoff extends his hand and Knight accepts it for a brief handshake, but he decides not to hang around anymore and steps through the ropes, carrying his belt like a sack of groceries as he walks up the ramp as the crowd and Hoff applaud his effort, though Knight does not acknowledge it. COLE An incredible, if heartbreaking match to close out a great event here at Fenway Park. We hope that you have enjoyed Dirty Deeds 2005 everyone. For Caboose and Jonathan Coachman, I’m Michael Cole, goodnight from Fenway! Hoff hits the turnbuckles and lifts his title belt high as we fade to black. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted September 25, 2005 I'll finish this up after the football game. I just can't do both at once. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted September 26, 2005 All right, it's done. It's horrible leading up to the end, but at least I submitted something. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
