KingPK 0 Report post Posted March 24, 2006 COLE A fantastic night of action here at AngleMania V has led us to this moment. After two months of waiting, we are just about ready to decide the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship. One man is looking to reclaim a title he has held once before, but to get it, he has to go through a man that has shown in the past that he will do anything to remain champion. Let's go up to the ring. CUE: [i]Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon[/i] "YYYYYYYYYYEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" After the beginning drums, the Atlantic City crowd rises as one as the challenger, Alfdogg, makes his way through the curtain. Standing at the top of the long staircase, he looks around at the cheering fans and their flashbulbs popping to go along with the white strobes throughout the arena and raises his arm in salute before making his way down the steps. COLE Alfdogg looks ready, guys. COACH He better be, because you know the champion is ready if this past Thursday was any indication. COLE Alfdogg was the third World Champion in OAOAST history. He won the World Title in July 2002 before losing it in September of that same year to OAOAST legend CWM under controversial circumstances. This is Alf's first time main eventing an AngleMania. Alf slides under the bottom rope and hops back to his feet. He climbs to the second turnbuckle and raises his arms as flashbulbs continue to pop all around the arena. He hops down and hits another corner, posing again for the fans before hopping back down and going to his corner, getting last minute instructions from referee Earl Hebner as he does so. The house lights come back up as Alf's music fades, only to go dark once more. The crowd on instinct begins to boo even before the music begins. [i]I've been defeated and brought down Dropped to my knees when hope ran out The time has come to change my ways.....[/i] *Guitar and drums flourish* [i]On this day I see clearly Everything has come to life[/i] The champion steps through the curtain and into the blue strobing light which reflects off the freshly polished title belt. As he stands on the top step, his focus goes immediately to Alf and it doesn't leave him even as Knight walks down the steps. COACH Now THERE'S someone who is ready. Look at that stare; he's looking at one man and one man only right now. CABOOSE But Alf is not going to back down. Not tonight. Not this match. COLE As with Alf, Knight is also making his first appearance in an AngleMania main event and only his second AngleMania appearance overall, his first being a loss to Sly Sommers at AngleMania III. Both these men tore it up in 2005 with Knight winning the X-Division title and Alfdogg winning the title he christened the Heartland title. Alfdogg won the Lethal Rumble at Anglepalooza to earn this shot. Knight climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes. He immediately heads in Alf's direction, but Hebner steps in and backs Knight towards his corner. Hebner tries to give instructions to Knight, but it is plain to see that it is like Alfdogg and Knight are the only two men in the universe as they continue to stare each other down. [i]Metalingus[/i] fades out and the lights come back up as Michael Buffer takes his place at center ring. The crowd settles, but there is still a buzz throughout the Trump Taj-Mahal. *DING DING* BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Trump Taj-Mahal in beautiful Atlantic City, New Jersey! (Cheers) A great night of wrestling action has led us to the following match, which is your MAAAAAAIN EVENT of the evening! There is only one more thing to ask and that is ARE YOU READY? (Cheers) BUFFER Atlantic Cityyyyyy, are you RRRRRRRRRRRRREADY?! (Louder cheers) BUFFER Then, from the thousands here at the Trump Taj-Mahal, to the millions watching live at home..... The crowd can't stay silent any longert and joins Buffer in his trademark call: BUFFER and CROWD [b]LLLLLLLLLLLET'S GET RRRREADY TO RRRRRRRRUMMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!!!![/b] COACH Let's go, baby! BUFFER This contest is scheduled for one fall with a 60 minute time limit and it is for the One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the World! Introducing first, to my left, the challenger. He himself is a former World Champion and more recently has held the Heartland title on two occasions. He hails from Anderson, Indiana and weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome the challenger....AAAAAAALFDOGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Alf again raises his arm to acknowledge the cheers. BUFFER And now, standing to my right. (Raises voice to be heard over the boos) He comes into this match having held his title for three months. He is also a former X-Division, 24/7 and World Tag Team champion. He hails from Fall River, Massachusetts and weighs in tonight at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, he is the REIGNING and DEFENDING One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRLD.....PETERRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" BUFFER When the bell rings, the referee in charge of this match will be Earl Hebner. Buffer exits the ring as Hebner walks over to check Knight for weapons. "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" COLE Since we have a moment here, what are the keys to this matchup? CABOOSE Though Alf is outweighed by Knight by 20 pounds, Alf definitely is the quicker of the two. He needs to use that to his advantage and not get into a battle of strength with that man. COACH Knight also has those submissions in his arsenal. Though he doesn't use them quite as often, Alf's gotta look out for them regardless. COLE Both guys have scouted each other's matches and they mixed it up this past Thursday, so you have to believe that each man has a strategy for this match to take advantage of the perceived weaknesses of his opponent. Looks like the referee is ready to go here. Satisfied that neither man has anything illegal, Hebner signals for the bell. *DING DING* COLE We're officially underway in this AngleMania V main event! Knight immediately rushes in and lunges for Alf's legs, trying for a takedown, but Alf holds onto him to steady himself and manages to fall into the ropes to force a break. They lock up and Knight takes him over with a fireman's carry and grabs a chinlock, but Alf slips out of it and grabs Knight's arm, twisting it into a hammerlock as Knight lies facedown on the mat. Alf throws his legs into the air and comes down with a knee to the shoulder, followed by another. Knight propels himself backwards with his legs and hooks his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Both men get back to their feet to a nice hand from the crowd. COLE Both men trying to take things to the mat to start here, but neither grabs any advantage. Knight shakes his arm to loosen it up and the two lock up again. Knight grabs a side headlock and cranks it in, but Alf backs him into the ropes and shoots him off. Knight knocks Alf to the mat with a shoulderblock and runs off the ropes again. Alf drops to his stomach to allow Knight to jump over him and quickly hops back up to his feet, leaps and scores with a dropkick to Knight's face. He goes for a cover. 1.... But only gets one as Knight easily kicks out. Alf bends over and runs into Knight with his shoulder, backing him into the corner and driving the wind out of his lungs with more shoulder attacks. Alf rears back and scores with a chop to the chest, and another, but Knight grabs him by the head, shoving him into the corner and firing off a pair of chops of his own, followed up by repeated knees to the gut, leaving Alf the one gasping for air. Knight grinds his knee into Alf's gut while he wraps a hand around his throat and Hebner, demanding a break and wanting Alf out of the corner, starts a five count, getting a clean break at four. Knight grabs Alf's arm and whips him out of the corner. Alf reverses, but Knight reverses it right back into the original corner and follows up with a quick clothesline, Alf collapsing facefirst to the mat. Knight rolls him over and covers. 1..... 2 But Alf kicks out just after two. CABOOSE Alf's gotta get the momentum back here; Knight would love to wear Alf down on the mat right now. Instead, Knight pulls Alf to his feet and shoots him off the ropes, Alf ducks another clothesine and bounds off the opposite side, but Knight is ready for him and takes him to the mat with a flapjack slam before grabbing a leg and slapping on a single leg crab. Alf quickly tries to get to the rope, but Knight pulls him back to the center of the ring and switches to an STF. He cranks back the pressure and smack talks Alf, telling him to tap now and get it over with. Alf drags himself forward inch by inch and manages to grab the bottom rope to force another break. Knight releases the hold and stomps the back of Alf's neck hard before dropping a couple of elbows on the same spot. He grabs Alf's head and drapes it on the bottom rope, stepping on his neck to choke him with it. COLE Come on ref, break this up. COACH Like Caboose said, Knight's just wearing Alf down right now. Hebner steps in and starts a five count, getting a break at four. Knight pulls Alf to his feet once more and shoots him off, charging in on the rebound and landing a hard clothesline and quickly covering. 1..... 2..... But Alf kicks out. Knight stays on him by applying a leg scissors around Alf's head and squeezing with all his might. CABOOSE His strategy is starting to become clear here. He's focusing on Alf's head and neck area because both of his finishing moves are focused on that area. Alf slowly begins to rock side to side and pushes at Knight's legs, trying to give his head room to maneuver around so he can roll facedown onto his stomach. Knight reaches over and delivers some clubbing blows to the back, but Alf pushes him off and bridges on top of Knight, pinning him to the mat. 1...... 2...... Knight wraps his arms around Alf and does his own bridge to pick his shoulders off the canvas. Alf tries to power him back to the mat, but Knight is stronger and gets back to his feet, locking Alf's arms and attempting a backslide. He starts to slide Alf to the mat, but Alf rolls off his back and hits him with a quick enziguiri to the back of his head to stun him, following it up by wrapping his arms around Knight and taking him down with a belly to belly. He quickly gets to his feet and turns his back to Knight before hitting a standing moonsault and covering. 1..... 2..... But Knight kicks out. Alf pulls Knight to his feet and backs him into the corner, stinging his chest with a trio of chops. He backs Knight into the ropes and shoots him off, taking him over with an armdrag, followed by another and holds his arm in an armbar, twisting and pulling on the shoulder joint. Knight struggles to get to his feet and uses his other arm to deliver a series of left hands to Alf's head and neck followed up with a headbutt to knock him back and a clothesline to knock him down. Knight drags him up and tosses him through the middle rope to the floor before following him out. CABOOSE I guess trying to wrestle him didn't work, so now he's going to try this. COACH All part of the softening up process. Knight scoops Alf up and drops him throat first on the ringside barrier, pepperinng him in the gut with rights and lefts before finishing the flurry with another clothesline that knocks Alf over the barrier and into the first row. COLE Alfdogg taken into the crowd by the champion! COACH Take a ringside seat Alf, haha! Knight rolls into the ring to break Hebner's count and, ignoring his demands to get Alf back into the ring, rolls back out. He pulls Alf up by the hair and hooks in a front facelock, throwing Alf's arm up over his head and hooking the tights. COACH Suplex coming. Alf grabs the barrier to block the suplex attempt and blocks another one before firing off some fists to Knight's midsection that stuns him, but it is not enough as Knight delivers more clubbing blows to the neck to break Alf's grip. CABOOSE Alf just can't fight him off right now. Knight hooks the tights and picks Alf up for a suplex, but Alf turns as he becomes vertical and lands behind Knight, wrapping his arms around his waist and bending backwards, throwing Knight back with a release German suplex that has Knight smacking his upper back on the ring apron. "OHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE What a counter by Alf! Knight groans in pain as he rolls around the mats, holding his back in agony. Alf pulls him up and rolls him into the ring, leaving his head and neck hanging above the floor as he hops onto the apron. He exhales and charges along the apron, leaping and hitting Knight with a legdrop, driving the point of the apron into Knight's back again. Alf slides back into the ring, pulls Knight towards the center and covers. COLE A flurry of offense from Alf as he puts his own body on the line. This might be it! 1...... 2...... Thr....NO! Shoulder up! CABOOSE Oooh, almost had it there. Alf's starting to get on a roll in this matchup. Now he's focusing on Knight's back, trying to make it difficult for Knight to lift all 240 pounds of Alfdogg for the Knightmare. Alf drops a quick knee on the back and applies a surfboard, digging his foot into the upper back while pulling on Knight's arms. Knight frantically kicks his feet and drags himself towards the ropes, hooking his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Alf doesn't let up however as he snaps off a hard kick to the back, followed by another that leaves Knight on his stomach, still groaning in pain. Alf grabs him by the head and drapes him on the middle rope before standing on his back a la Christian. COACH Hey ref, get in there! CABOOSE It's only wrong if it's happening to the guy you like, right? Hebner starts his five count and Alf releases at four, pulling Knight away from the ropes and sticking his head between his legs. Alf signals to the crowd before wrapping his arms around Knight. COLE Look out, powerbomb coming I think. Alf tries to lift him, but Knight drops to his knees, refusing to let Alf pull him back up. Alf smacks him with repeated forearms to the upper back and pulls him off the canvas, but again Knight blocks the attempt to lift him, so Alf instead grabs Knight's tights and pulls back while sitting down to spike Knight on top of his head with a Mick Foley pulling piledriver. He covers. 1...... 2...... THR-NO! Shoulder up again! COLE Alf almost got him again! Alf immediately grabs Knight's arm and wraps it in a cross armbreaker, pulling at the shoulder joint some more. Knight shouts in pain as he kicks his legs around again, trying to propel himself to the ropes for a break. Alf pulls on the arm violently every time Knight kicks towards the ropes, but Knight fights through the pain and drapes his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Alf drags him to his feet and shoots him off, but Knight ducks a clothesline and launches himself into the air, nailing Alf with a flying forearm that catches him flush on the jaw and knocks him to the mat. Knight leans against the ropes to catch his breath and shake his left arm to try and loosen up his shoulder. COLE Big forearm by Knight stops Alf's momentum cold. COACH Ok, enough playing around; it's time to get to work here. Knight drags Alf to the center of the ring and walks over to the corner, stepping through the ropes to the apron and climbing to the top. The crowd stands as Knight steadies himself. COLE Knight's going for it all here. Knight leaps, extending his leg as he falls and crashing it into Alf's head and throat. "OHHHHHHHH!!!!" COACH Legdrop off the top! Cover him! Knight rolls over to end up on top of Alf. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOO THRREE--NO! Shoulder up! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" COLE Two and three-quarters! Knight was inches away from retaining. COACH Come on Hebner! Axel's gonna have to teach you how to count. Knight covers again. ONEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOO Shoulder up! And again. ONEEEE TWOOO Shoulder up! Knight slaps the mat and protests the count to Hebner, who emphatically displays two fingers. He jumps to his feet and backs Hebner up, trying to intimidate him, but Hebner is unmoved, having dealt with guys like this for years. He repeatedly tells Knight that it was only two and tells him to step back. With a sinister glare at Hebner, Knight backs off and turns around...... *WHAM* "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Right into an Alf spinebuster, leaving both men prone on the mat. COLE SPINEBUSTER BY ALF!!! Where did that come from?! CABOOSE Both men are down. Come on Alf, get your ass over there and win the title! Hebner checks on both men and begins his ten count. 1! 2! 3! "ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF!" the crowd chants, stomping and clapping to rally the challenger. 4! 5! Alf begins to stir. 6! 7! He begins to crawl over to Knight's body. 8! And drapes an arm on top of it. COLE Here's the count! ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEE--NNNNNOOOOO! Shoulder [i]barely[/i] up! "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" CABOOSE Dammit! COACH Yes! This thing isn't over yet! Alf throws his head back and howls in frustration before slowly getting back to his feet. He walks over to the corner and looks to the crowd, slapping his leg as he does so. COACH NO! COLE Alf's looking to finish this off right now! Knight begins to stir as Alf squats down a bit, a snake ready to strike when the time is right. "ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF!" COACH Axel! Get down here and stop this! CABOOSE Nothing can be done right now. If Alf hits this, we might have a new champion. Knight, eventually and dizzily, gets to his feet, his back to Alf and looking at Hebner as Hebner makes sure he is capable of continuing. He shakes his head to try and clear the cobwebs and begins to turn....just what Alf wanted him to do. Alf takes a few steps forward as Knight turns and thrusts out his foot...... *SMACK* But Knight ducks at the last moment and Alf ends up hitting Earl Hebner right in the face! Hebner crumples to the mat, unconscious. "OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COACH He hit the referee! Disqualification! Knight should still be the champion! COLE Knight was blocking Hebner's view, so he couldn't see what Alf was doing until it was too late. Stunned, Alf looks down at the injured referee and curses before turning around...... *WHAM* .....and nearly getting his head knocked off by a clothesline from Knight. COLE Ohhhh what a clothesline! COACH Cover him! CABOOSE There's no referee to count! Knight also sees this, and a thin smile crosses his face. Still shaking his head to clear it, he rolls under the bottom rope to the floor and walks over to the timekeeper's area, shoving Michael Buffer off his chair and taking it. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COACH Yes! Hebner's loss of consciousness is Knight's gain. Knight slides the chair into the ring before rolling back in himself. He picks up the chair and raises it to the crowd, drawing louder boos than he has ever heard. CABOOSE Dammit, someone get that chair away from him! COACH You said it yourself 'Boose; there's no referee to stop him. Knight bangs the chair on the mat like a batter hitting his bat on the plate before raising it up, prepared to strike as Alf begins to scramble to his feet. COLE We need a referee out here now before someone is seriously hurt! Suddenly, the crowd's attention turns to the top of the staircase as Cole's demand is answered. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Stephen Joseph appears, wearing an OAOAST official's shirt. He quickly begins jogging down the steps as Alf uses the ropes to get back to his feet. COACH WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING OUT HERE!? CABOOSE You wanted a referee, so I guess we've got one. COACH But this is BULLSHIT! Alf gets to his feet and Knight prepares to strike, but he suddenly feels someone grabbing the chair and pulling him back. Turning around, he comes face to face with the man he defeated for the title. His mouth drops in shock as SJ points at his shirt and demands him to drop the chair. Knight refuses and triggers an arguement with the new referee, which allows Alf to sneak up from behind and schoolboy the champion. ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOO THRRR-NO! Shoulder up! COACH FAST COUNT! CABOOSE I hate the guy more than anyone, but that was a perfectly fine count. Alf drags Knight up to his feet and gets a thumb to the eye for his trouble, knocking him back a few steps. Knight bounces against the ropes to build momentum and charges.....but Alf catches him with another spinebuster!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Another spine on the pine from Alf! COACH If Alf wins with that IMPOSTER as referee, I'm gonna raise holy Hell! Alf sits on his knees to catch his breath and, instead of going for the cover, stands and stumbles into the corner, stepping through the ropes and climbing up to the top. The crowd rises in anticipation of what's to come. COACH NO! CABOOSE Alf's going for the dagger! Alf, wobbling a bit on the top rope, steadies himself and looks down on Knight before standing up straight and taking a deep breath. COLE Here it comes! FIVE STAR ALF SPLASH!! *BAM* HITS NOTHING BUT CANVAS!! COACH He missed! Thank God, he missed! Alf rolls around the mat in agony, grabbing his ribs. Both men stay down for a few moments until Knight scrambles to his feet and picks up Alf's legs, stepping in between them and crossing them before turning Alf over. COLE Ace in the Hole! Knight's signature submission! Knight reaches for Alf's arms for the full nelson, but Alf flails them around, desperately trying to keep them out of Knight's grasp. Knight grabs one arm and reaches for the other, but Alf reaches up into Knight's face and gouges his eyes, keeping his hand there until Knight releases the hold. COACH Hey Popick, call him on that, will ya? COLE Alf with a desperation move to get out of a difficult situation. Knight clears his eyes and walks towards Alf, but suddenly Alf picks his legs and steps between them himself, crossing them and turning the champion into a sharpshooter! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COLE Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter by Alf, [i]his[/i] signature submission! COACH Make the ropes! Make the ropes! Knight screams in pain as Alf leans back to apply the pressure and Joseph gets into position to check for a submission. Knight pushes up on his hands to try and relieve the pressure, but Alf leans back again to bring him back down. Knight balls both of his hands into fists as he tries to fight the urge to tap. "TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!" screams the crowd as Knight again tries to crawl towards the ropes, this time making headway. Joseph remains right in his face, repeatedly asking him if he wants to quit while adding in a little smack talk. Knight looks up at him and curses him out while inching closer and closer to the ropes. COLE Knight is getting close. All he has to do is grab the rope for a break. COACH Come on, don't give him the satisfaction, Peter. Get the rope! Joseph, who is on his knees, hand extended to call for the bell in the event of a submission, sees Knight reaching out for the rope. Knight makes his way inch by inch towards the ropes until he can graze the fibers with his fingertips. Knowing that one more lunge will do it, Knight gathers all the strength he has left for one last push and reaches forward...... COACH HEY!! .....but Joseph pushes the bottom rope away, a smirk on his face as he looks at Knight. Knight rages at the new referee as Alf stands and drags Knight back to the middle of the ring. COACH That no good son of a bitch! CABOOSE Joseph just said, "That was for Puerto, asshole!" Joseph may have thought that would demoralize the champion, but that isn't the case. Knight taps into reserves of strength he didn't know he had and once again crawls towards the ropes. He goes inch by inch again and this time manages to grab the middle rope. COACH Call the break! Joseph takes his sweet time making sure that Knight has the rope before walking over to Alf and demanding a break, which he gets. Alf pulls Knight to his feet and locks in a front facelock, throwing his arm over his head and hooking one of Knight's legs. COLE Alf's going for a fisherman's suplex here! Knight fires off lefts to Alf's gut, ignoring the pain that each shot causes his own body, and then turns them into forearms, weakening Alf's grip on him...and picks him up in a fireman's carry! COACH YES!! COLE Knight has him up!! Knight steadies Alf on his shoulders, spins him off.....and drills him into the mat with a Knightmare! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" COLE KNIGHTMARE!!! KNIGHTMARE!!! COACH (singing) Tuurn out the lights, the paarty's overrrr. Knight catches his breath before flopping onto the challenger, not even having the strength to hook the leg. SJ hesitates and Knight screams at him, slapping the mat and demanding him to count. COACH COUNT, goddamit! Finally, SJ sinks down and begins his count. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NO!!!!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!! [b]"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"[/B] COACH [i]WHAT!?[/I] COLE ALF KICKED OUT OF THE KNIGHTMARE! Knight throws a temper tantrum, slapping his hands on the mat and cursing every diety he can think of. He looks around, seemingly looking for something and rolls out of the ring. COLE What's he going for? Knight bends over.....and picks up the chair he had gotten earlier. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" CABOOSE Knight's thrown everything he had at Alf, so now he's gotta get desperate. COACH Like he cares. Use the chair, get disqualified and keep the title. What does he have to lose? As Hebner finally begins to stir, Knight slides the chair in and rolls back into the ring. He picks up the chair, but Joseph is right there grabbing at it. Knight roughly shoves him away and walks over to Alf's body. He steps on his neck and lifts the chair....but again Joseph is there, grabbing at the chair and trying to take it away from him. CABOOSE Good, get that thing away from him. A tug-of-war develops between Knight and Joseph, with the steel chair the thing both are fighting over. Knight kicks Joseph in the shin to stun him, pushes him back and in one smooth motion, brings the chair around and...... *CRACK* ...slams it into Joseph's skull, crumpling him to the mat. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" COLE Now we don't have a referee again! COACH Oh look at that, Stephen Joseph fails at life again. Knight uses his foot to push Joseph under the rope and to the floor. He chuckles as he sees his handiwork and then looks over to see Hebner on all fours, trying to get back to his feet. Knight drops the chair and walks over, shoving him roughly, demanding that he get up. He pulls Hebner to the corner and continues to try and revive him, but Hebner is still out of it. Knight dismisses him with a wave and turns around...... ......but all he sees is Alf's foot rapidly filling his vision. *SMACK* [b]"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"[/b] COLE SUPERKICK!! Oh, he got all of that one!! Knight crashes to the mat and does not move. Alf sees that his opponent is counting the ring lights and looks to the crowd, who explode into cheers. COACH Get up! GET UP!!! CABOOSE He's out. I think Knight is out cold. A smile crosses Alf's face and he nods his head before stumbling towards the corner. COLE Alf....I think he's going for it. COACH GET UP!!!! PLEASE GET UP!!!!!!. Alf steps out onto the apron and climbs up to the top. Flashbulbs pop around the arena as Alf steadies himself. CABOOSE Alf sees the summit and he's making that final climb. Alf stands straight on the top rope as the fans ready their cameras. Alf takes those last breaths before leaping for the FIVE.... STAR..... ALF...... SPLASH!!! *BAM* [b]"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"[/b] CABOOSE HE HIT IT!! COLE HE GOT IT!!!! The impact knocks the wind out of Alf slightly and he grabs his ribs, gasping for the precious oxygen he needs to roll over and flop on top of Knight, making sure he hooks the leg as Hebner crawls over to make the count. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *DING DING* COLE YES!!! IT'S OVER!!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!! COACH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! The roof blows off the Trump Taj-Mahal as [i]Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon[/i] hits the PA and Alf rolls off of Knight, tears already running down his cheeks as Hebner retrieves the belt and Buffer prepares to make it official. A quick shot of the Upstarts locker room has Axel and company stunned to complete silence. But there is no silence in the arena. Buffer essentially has to scream into the mic to be heard. BUFFER LLLLLadies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest.....and [b]NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW[/b] One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOORLLLLLLLLLLLD....AAAAAALFDOGGGGGGGGGG!!!! Hebner hands the belt off to Alfdogg and raises his hand to the crowd. On the outside, Stephen Joseph is on his feet, a small stream of blood trickling down his face as he looks on in satisfaction before joining in the applause. Alf cradles the belt in his arms like a newborn before thrusting it into the air to a blinding sea of flashbulbs. CABOOSE What a moment. Alf and I go back a long way, so I know the elation that he must feel right now. He's on top of the mountain for the second time, joining only five other men, including myself, to do so. COLE Coach, you ok? COACH (mumbling) He lost.....I can't believe he lost.....He lost..... Alf hits the turnbuckles and raises the belt in the air once more as fireworks begin to explode around the ceiling of the arena and the confetti begins to fall. COLE What a night we had tonight. Great matches, great excitement, and we end things with a new World Heavyweight Champion. Well, I have to say that the fifth AngleMania sure lived up to it's predicesors. CABOOSE Hell Cole, this exceeded them. This was the greatest night in this company's history. COLE We hope that you enjoyed AngleMania V. For Caboose and Coach, I'm Michael Cole....GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!! We fade out with a shot of Alf staring at his reflection in the OAOAST World Title belt, knowing that the person staring back at him waited four long years for this moment. He once again raises the title in the air to a blinding flash of camera bulbs as AngleMania V comes to a close. Alfdogg. World Heavyweight Champion. Once again. [b]Fade to black[/b] Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted March 31, 2006 I make it my solemn vow to finish this by Saturday night. Alf, if you get some time and want to add anything, please do. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted March 31, 2006 Just want to see what it looks like: COLE A fantastic night of action here at AngleMania V has led us to this moment. After two months of waiting, we are just about ready to decide the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship. One man is looking to reclaim a title he has held once before, but to get it, he has to go through a man that has shown in the past that he will do anything to remain champion. Let's go up to the ring. CUE: Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon "YYYYYYYYYYEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" After the beginning drums, the Atlantic City crowd rises as one as the challenger, Alfdogg, makes his way through the curtain. Standing at the top of the long staircase, he looks around at the cheering fans and their flashbulbs popping to go along with the white strobes throughout the arena and raises his arm in salute before making his way down the steps. COLE Alfdogg looks ready, guys. COACH He better be, because you know the champion is ready if this past Thursday was any indication. Alf slides under the bottom rope and hops back to his feet. He climbs to the second turnbuckle and raises his arms as flashbulbs continue to pop all around the arena. He hops down and hits another corner, posing again for the fans before hopping back down and going to his corner, getting last minute instructions from referee Earl Hebner as he does so. The house lights come back up as Alf's music fades, only to go dark once more. The crowd on instinct begins to boo even before the music begins. I've been defeated and brought down Dropped to my knees when hope ran out The time has come to change my ways..... *Guitar and drums flourish* On this day I see clearly Everything has come to life The champion steps through the curtain and into the blue strobing light which reflects off the freshly polished title belt. As he stands on the top step, his focus goes immediately to Alf and it doesn't leave him even as Knight walks down the steps. COACH Now THERE'S someone who is ready. Look at that stare; he's looking at one man and one man only right now. CABOOSE But Alf is not going to back down. Not tonight. Not this match. Knight climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes. He immediately heads in Alf's direction, but Hebner steps in and back's Knight towards his corner. Hebner tries to give instructions to Knight, but it is plain to see that it is like Alfdogg and Knight are the only two men in the universe as they continue to stare each other down. Metalingus fades out and the lights come back up as Michael Buffer takes his place at center ring. The crowd settles, but there is still a buzz throughout the Trump Taj-Mahal. *DING DING* BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Trump Taj-Mahal in beautiful Atlantic City, New Jersey! (Cheers) A great night of wrestling action has led us to the following match, which is your MAAAAAAIN EVENT of the evening! There is only one more thing to ask and that is ARE YOU READY? (Cheers) BUFFER Atlantic Cityyyyyy, are you RRRRRRRRRRRRREADY?! (Louder cheers) BUFFER Then, from the thousands here at the Trump Taj-Mahal, to the millions watching live at home..... The crowd can't stay silent any longert and joins Buffer in his trademark call: BUFFER and CROWD LLLLLLLLLLLET'S GET RRRREADY TO RRRRRRRRUMMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!!!! COACH Let's go, baby! BUFFER This contest is scheduled for one fall with a 60 minute time limit and it is for the One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the World! Introducing first, to my left, the challenger. He himself is a former World Champion and more recently has held the Heartland title on two occasions. He hails from Anderson, Indiana and weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome the challenger....AAAAAAALFDOGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Alf again raises his arm to acknowledge the cheers. BUFFER And now, standing to my right. (Raises voice to be heard over the boos) He comes into this match having held his title for three months. He is also a former X-Division, 24/7 and World Tag Team champion. He hails from Fall River, Massachusetts and weighs in tonight at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, he is the REIGNING and DEFENDING One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRLD.....PETERRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" BUFFER When the bell rings, the referee in charge of this match will be Earl Hebner. Buffer exits the ring as Hebner walks over to check Knight for weapons. "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" "LET'S GO ALF!" COLE Since we have a moment here, what are the keys to this matchup? CABOOSE Though Alf is outweighed by Knight by 20 pounds, Alf definitely is the quicker of the two. He needs to use that to his advantage and not get into a battle of strength with that man. COACH Knight also has those submissions in his arsenal. Though he doesn't use them quite as often, Alf's gotta look out for them regardless. COLE Both guys have scouted each other's matches and they mixed it up this past Thursday, so you have to believe that each man has a strategy for this match to take advantage of the perceived weaknesses of his opponent. Looks like the referee is ready to go here. Satisfied that neither man has anything illegal, Hebner signals for the bell. *DING DING* COLE We're officially underway in this AngleMania V main event! Knight immediately rushes in and lunges for Alf's legs, trying for a takedown, but Alf holds onto him to steady himself and manages to fall into the ropes to force a break. They lock up and Knight takes him over with a fireman's carry and grabs a chinlock, but Alf slips out of it and grabs Knight's arm, twisting it into a hammerlock as Knight lies facedown on the mat. Alf throws his legs into the air and comes down with a knee to the shoulder, followed by another. Knight propels himself backwards with his legs and hooks his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Both men get back to their feet to a nice hand from the crowd. COLE Both men trying to take things to the mat to start here, but neither grabs any advantage. Knight shakes his arm to loosen it up and the two lock up again. Knight grabs a side headlock and cranks it in, but Alf backs him into the ropes and shoots him off. Knight knocks Alf to the mat with a shoulderblock and runs off the ropes again. Alf drops to his stomach to allow Knight to jump over him and quickly hops back up to his feet, leaps and scores with a dropkick to Knight's face. He goes for a cover. 1.... But only gets one as Knight easily kicks out. Alf bends over and runs into Knight with his shoulder, backing him into the corner and driving the wind out of his lungs with more shoulder attacks. Alf rears back and scores with a chop to the chest, and another, but Knight grabs him by the head, shoving him into the corner and firing off a pair of chops of his own, followed up by repeated knees to the gut, leaving Alf the one gasping for air. Knight grinds his knee into Alf's gut while he wraps a hand around his throat and Hebner, demanding a break and wanting Alf out of the corner, starts a five count, getting a clean break at four. Knight grabs Alf's arm and whips him out of the corner. Alf reverses, but Knight reverses it right back into the original corner and follows up with a quick clothesline, Alf collapsing facefirst to the mat. Knight rolls him over and covers. 1..... 2 But Alf kicks out just after two. CABOOSE Alf's gotta get the momentum back here; Knight would love to wear Alf down on the mat right now. Instead, Knight pulls Alf to his feet and shoots him off the ropes, Alf ducks another clothesine and bounds off the opposite side, but Knight is ready for him and takes him to the mat with a flapjack slam before grabbing a leg and slapping on a single leg crab. Alf quickly tries to get to the rope, but Knight pulls him back to the center of the ring and switches to an STF. He cranks back the pressure and smack talks Alf, telling him to tap now and get it over with. Alf drags himself forward inch by inch and manages to grab the bottom rope to force another break. Knight releases the hold and stomps the back of Alf's neck hard before dropping a couple of elbows on the same spot. He grabs Alf's head and drapes it on the bottom rope, stepping on his neck to choke him with it. COLE Come on ref, break this up. COACH Like Caboose said, Knight's just wearing Alf down right now. Hebner steps in and starts a five count, getting a break at four. Knight pulls Alf to his feet once more and shoots him off, charging in on the rebound and landing a hard clothesline and quickly covering. 1..... 2..... But Alf kicks out. Knight stays on him by applying a leg scissors around Alf's head and squeezing with all his might. CABOOSE His strategy is starting to become clear here. He's focusing on Alf's head and neck area because both of his finishing moves are focused on that area. Alf slowly begins to rock side to side and pushes at Knight's legs, trying to give his head room to maneuver around so he can roll facedown onto his stomach. Knight reaches over and delivers some clubbing blows to the back, but Alf pushes him off and bridges on top of Knight, pinning him to the mat. 1...... 2...... Knight wraps his arms around Alf and does his own bridge to pick his shoulders off the canvas. Alf tries to power him back to the mat, but Knight is stronger and gets back to his feet, locking Alf's arms and attempting a backslide. He starts to slide Alf to the mat, but Alf rolls off his back and hits him with a quick enziguiri to the back of his head to stun him, following it up by wrapping his arms around Knight and taking him down with a belly to belly. He quickly gets to his feet and turns his back to Knight before hitting a standing moonsault and covering. 1..... 2..... But Knight kicks out. Alf pulls Knight to his feet and backs him into the corner, stinging his chest with a trio of chops. He backs Knight into the ropes and shoots him off, taking him over with an armdrag, followed by another and holds his arm in an armbar, twisting and pulling on the shoulder joint. Knight struggles to get to his feet and uses his other arm to deliver a series of left hands to Alf's head and neck followed up with a headbutt to knock him back and a clothesline to knock him down. Knight drags him up and tosses him through the middle rope to the floor before following him out. CABOOSE I guess trying to wrestle him didn't work, so now he's going to try this. COACH All part of the softening up process. Knight scoops Alf up and drops him throat first on the ringside barrier, pepperinng him in the gut with rights and lefts before finishing the flurry with another clothesline that knocks Alf over the barrier and into the first row. COLE Alfdogg taken into the crowd by the champion! COACH Take a ringside seat Alf, haha! Knight rolls into the ring to break Hebner's count and, ignoring his demands to get Alf back into the ring, rolls back out. He pulls Alf up by the hair and hooks in a front facelock, throwing Alf's arm up over his head and hooking the tights. COACH Suplex coming. Alf grabs the barrier to block the suplex attempt and blocks another one before firing off some fists to Knight's midsection that stuns him, but it is not enough as Knight delivers more clubbing blows to the neck to break Alf's grip. CABOOSE Alf just can't fight him off right now. Knight hooks the tights and picks Alf up for a suplex, but Alf turns as he becomes vertical and lands behind Knight, wrapping his arms around his waist and bending backwards, throwing Knight back with a release German suplex that has Knight smacking his upper back on the ring apron. "OHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE What a counter by Alf! Knight groans in pain as he rolls around the mats, holding his back in agony. Alf pulls him up and rolls him into the ring, leaving his head and neck hanging above the floor as he hops onto the apron. He exhales and charges along the apron, leaping and hitting Knight with a senton, driving the point of the apron into Knight's back again. Alf slides back into the ring, pulls Knight towards the center and covers. COLE A flurry of offense from Alf as he puts his own body on the line. This might be it! 1...... 2...... Thr....NO! Shoulder up! CABOOSE Oooh, almost had it there. Alf's starting to get on a roll in this matchup. Now he's focusing on Knight's back, trying to make it difficult for Knight to lift all 240 pounds of Alfdogg for the Knightmare. Alf drops a quick knee on the back and applies a surfboard, digging his foot into the upper back while pulling on Knight's arms. Knight frantically kicks his feet and drags himself towards the ropes, hooking his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Alf doesn't let up however as he snaps off a hard kick to the back, followed by another that leaves Knight on his stomach, still groaning in pain. Alf grabs him by the head and drapes him on the middle rope before standing on his back a la Christian. COACH Hey ref, get in there! CABOOSE It's only wrong if it's happening to the guy you like, right? Hebner starts his five count and Alf releases at four, pulling Knight away from the ropes and sticking his head between his legs. Alf signals to the crowd before wrapping his arms around Knight. COLE Look out, powerbomb coming I think. Alf tries to lift him, but Knight drops to his knees, refusing to let Alf pull him back up. Alf smacks him with repeated forearms to the upper back and pulls him off the canvas, but again Knight blocks the attempt to lift him, so Alf instead grabs Knight's tights and pulls back while sitting down to spike Knight on top of his head with a Mick Foley pulling piledriver. He covers. 1...... 2...... THR-NO! Shoulder up again! COLE Alf almost got him again! Alf immediately grabs Knight's arm and wraps it in a cross armbreaker, pulling at the shoulder joint some more. Knight shouts in pain as he kicks his legs around again, trying to propel himself to the ropes for a break. Alf pulls on the arm violently every time Knight kicks towards the ropes, but Knight fights through the pain and drapes his foot on the bottom rope to force a break. Alf drags him to his feet and shoots him off, but Knight ducks a clothesline and launches himself into the air, nailing Alf with a flying forearm that catches him flush on the jaw and knocks him to the mat. Knight leans against the ropes to catch his breath and shake his left arm to try and loosen up his shoulder. COLE Big forearm by Knight stops Alf's momentum cold. COACH Ok, enough playing around; it's time to get to work here. Knight drags Alf to the center of the ring and walks over to the corner, stepping through the ropes to the apron and climbing to the top. The crowd stands as Knight steadies himself. COLE Knight's going for it all here. Knight leaps, extending his leg as he falls and crashing it into Alf's head and throat. "OHHHHHHHH!!!!" COACH Legdrop off the top! Cover him! Knight rolls over to end up on top of Alf. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOO THRREE--NO! Shoulder up! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" COLE Two and three-quarters! Knight was inches away from retaining. COACH Come on Hebner! Axel's gonna have to teach you how to count. Knight covers again. ONEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOO Shoulder up! And again. ONEEEE TWOOO Shoulder up! Knight slaps the mat and protests the count to Hebner, who emphatically displays two fingers. He jumps to his feet and backs Hebner up, trying to intimidate him, but Hebner is unmoved, having dealt with guys like this for years. He repeatedly tells Knight that it was only two and tells him to step back. With a sinister glare at Hebner, Knight backs off and turns around...... *WHAM* "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Right into an Alf spinebuster, leaving both men prone on the mat. COLE SPINEBUSTER BY ALF!!! Where did that come from?! CABOOSE Both men are down. Come on Alf, get your ass over there and win the title! Hebner checks on both men and begins his ten count. 1! 2! 3! "ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF!" the crowd chants, stomping and clapping to rally the challenger. 4! 5! Alf begins to stir. 6! 7! He begins to crawl over to Knight's body. 8! And drapes an arm on top of it. COLE Here's the count! ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEE--NNNNNOOOOO! Shoulder barely up! "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" CABOOSE Dammit! COACH Yes! This thing isn't over yet! Alf throws his head back and howls in frustration before slowly getting back to his feet. He walks over to the corner and looks to the crowd, slapping his leg as he does so. COACH NO! COLE Alf's looking to finish this off right now! Knight begins to stir as Alf squats down a bit, a snake ready to strike when the time is right. "ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF!" COACH Axel! Get down here and stop this! CABOOSE Nothing can be done right now. If Alf hits this, we might have a new champion. Knight, eventually and dizzily, gets to his feet, his back to Alf and looking at Hebner as Hebner makes sure he is capable of continuing. He shakes his head to try and clear the cobwebs and begins to turn....just what Alf wanted him to do. Alf takes a few steps forward as Knight turns and thrusts out his foot...... *SMACK* But Knight ducks at the last moment and Alf ends up hitting Earl Hebner right in the face! Hebner crumples to the mat, unconscious. "OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COACH He hit the referee! Disqualification! Knight should still be the champion! COLE Knight was blocking Hebner's view, so he couldn't see what Alf was doing until it was too late. Stunned, Alf looks down at the injured referee and curses before turning around...... *WHAM* .....and nearly getting his head knocked off by a clothesline from Knight. COLE Ohhhh what a clothesline! COACH Cover him! CABOOSE There's no referee to count! Knight also sees this, and a thin smile crosses his face. Still shaking his head to clear it, he rolls under the bottom rope to the floor and walks over to the timekeeper's area, shoving Michael Buffer off his chair and taking it. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COACH Yes! Hebner's loss of consciousness is Knight's gain. Knight slides the chair into the ring before rolling back in himself. He picks up the chair and raises it to the crowd, drawing louder boos than he has ever heard. CABOOSE Dammit, someone get that chair away from him! COACH You said it yourself 'Boose; there's no referee to stop him. Knight bangs the chair on the mat like a batter hitting his bat on the plate before raising it up, prepared to strike as Alf begins to scramble to his feet. COLE We need a referee out here now before someone is seriously hurt! Suddenly, the crowd's attention turns to the top of the staircase as Cole's demand is answered. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Stephen Joseph appears, wearing an OAOAST official's shirt. He quickly begins jogging down the steps as Alf uses the ropes to get back to his feet. COACH WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING OUT HERE!? CABOOSE You wanted a referee, so I guess we've got one. COACH But this is BULLSHIT! Alf gets to his feet and Knight prepares to strike, but he suddenly feels someone grabbing the chair and pulling him back. Turning around, he comes face to face with the man he defeated for the title. His mouth drops in shock as SJ points at his shirt and demands him to drop the chair. Knight refuses and triggers an arguement with the new referee, which allows Alf to sneak up from behind and schoolboy the champion. ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOO THRRR-NO! Shoulder up! COACH FAST COUNT! CABOOSE I hate the guy more than anyone, but that was a perfectly fine count. Alf drags Knight up to his feet and gets a thumb to the eye for his trouble, knocking him back a few steps. Knight bounces against the ropes to build momentum and charges.....but Alf catches him with another spinebuster!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Another spine on the pine from Alf! COACH If Alf wins with that IMPOSTER as referee, I'm gonna raise holy Hell! Alf sits on his knees to catch his breath and, instead of going for the cover, stands and stumbles into the corner, stepping through the ropes and climbing up to the top. The crowd rises in anticipation of what's to come. COACH NO! CABOOSE Alf's going for the dagger! Alf, wobbling a bit on the top rope, steadies himself and looks down on Knight before standing up straight and taking a deep breath. COLE Here it comes! FIVE STAR ALF SPLASH!! *BAM* HITS NOTHING BUT CANVAS!! COACH He missed! Thank God, he missed! Alf rolls around the mat in agony, grabbing his ribs. Both men stay down for a few moments until Knight scrambles to his feet and picks up Alf's legs, stepping in between them and crossing them before turning Alf over. COLE Ace in the Hole! Knight's signature submission! Knight reaches for Alf's arms for the full nelson, but Alf flails them around, desperately trying to keep them out of Knight's grasp. Knight grabs one arm and reaches for the other, but Alf reaches up into Knight's face and gouges his eyes, keeping his hand there until Knight releases the hold. COACH Hey Popick, call him on that, will ya? COLE Alf with a desperation move to get out of a difficult situation. Knight clears his eyes and walks towards Alf, but suddenly Alf picks his legs and steps between them himself, crossing them and turning the champion into a sharpshooter! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COLE Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter by Alf, his signature submission! COACH Make the ropes! Make the ropes! Knight screams in pain as Alf leans back to apply the pressure and Joseph gets into position to check for a submission. Knight pushes up on his hands to try and relieve the pressure, but Alf leans back again to bring him back down. Knight balls both of his hands into fists as he tries to fight the urge to tap. "TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!" screams the crowd as Knight again tries to crawl towards the ropes, this time making headway. Joseph remains right in his face, repeatedly asking him if he wants to quit while adding in a little smack talk. Knight looks up at him and curses him out while inching closer and closer to the ropes. COLE Knight is getting close. All he has to do is grab the rope for a break. COACH Come on, don't give him the satisfaction, Peter. Get the rope! Joseph, who is on his knees, hand extended to call for the bell in the event of a submission, sees Knight reaching out for the rope. Knight makes his way inch by inch towards the ropes until he can graze the fibers with his fingertips. Knowing that one more lunge will do it, Knight gathers all the strength he has left for one last push and reaches forward...... COACH HEY!! .....but Joseph pushes the bottom rope away, a smirk on his face as he looks at Knight. Knight rages at the new referee as Alf stands and drags Knight back to the middle of the ring. COACH That no good son of a bitch! CABOOSE Joseph just said, "That was for Puerto, asshole!" Joseph may have thought that would demoralize the champion, but that isn't the case. Knight taps into reserves of strength he didn't know he had and once again crawls towards the ropes. He goes inch by inch again and this time manages to grab the middle rope. COACH Call the break! Joseph takes his sweet time making sure that Knight has the rope before walking over to Alf and demanding a break, which he gets. Alf pulls Knight to his feet and locks in a front facelock, throwing his arm over his head and hooking one of Knight's legs. COLE Alf's going for a fisherman's suplex here! Knight fires off lefts to Alf's gut, ignoring the pain that each shot causes his own body, and then turns them into forearms, weakening Alf's grip on him...and picks him up in a fireman's carry! COACH YES!! COLE Knight has him up!! Knight steadies Alf on his shoulders, spins him off.....and drills him into the mat with a Knightmare! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" COLE KNIGHTMARE!!! KNIGHTMARE!!! COACH (singing) Tuurn out the lights, the paarty's overrrr. Knight catches his breath before flopping onto the challenger, not even having the strength to hook the leg. SJ hesitates and Knight screams at him, slapping the mat and demanding him to count. COACH COUNT, goddamit! Finally, SJ sinks down and begins his count. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NO!!!!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" COACH WHAT!? COLE ALF KICKED OUT OF THE KNIGHTMARE! Knight throws a temper tantrum, slapping his hands on the mat and cursing every diety he can think of. He looks around, seemingly looking for something and rolls out of the ring. COLE What's he going for? Knight bends over.....and picks up the chair he had gotten earlier. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" CABOOSE Knight's thrown everything he had at Alf, so now he's gotta get desperate. COACH Like he cares. Use the chair, get disqualified and keep the title. What does he have to lose? As Hebner finally begins to stir, Knight slides the chair in and rolls back into the ring. He picks up the chair, but Joseph is right there grabbing at it. Knight roughly shoves him away and walks over to Alf's body. He steps on his neck and lifts the chair....but again Joseph is there, grabbing at the chair and trying to take it away from him. CABOOSE Good, get that thing away from him. A tug-of-war develops between Knight and Joseph, with the steel chair the thing both are fighting over. Knight kicks Joseph in the shin to stun him, pushes him back and in one smooth motion, brings the chair around and...... *CRACK* ...slams it into Joseph's skull, crumpling him to the mat. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" COLE Now we don't have a referee again! COACH Oh look at that, Stephen Joseph fails at life again. Knight uses his foot to push Joseph under the rope and to the floor. He chuckles as he sees his handiwork and then looks over to see Hebner on all fours, trying to get back to his feet. Knight drops the chair and walks over, shoving him roughly, demanding that he get up. He pulls Hebner to the corner and continues to try and revive him, but Hebner is still out of it. Knight dismisses him with a wave and turns around...... ......but all he sees is Alf's foot rapidly filling his vision. *SMACK* "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" COLE SUPERKICK!! Oh, he got all of that one!! Knight crashes to the mat and does not move. Alf sees that his opponent is counting the ring lights and looks to the crowd, who explode into cheers. COACH Get up! GET UP!!! CABOOSE He's out. I think Knight is out cold. A smile crosses Alf's face and he nods his head before stumbling towards the corner. COLE Alf....I think he's going for it. COACH GET UP!!!! PLEASE GET UP!!!!!!. Alf steps out onto the apron and climbs up to the top. Flashbulbs pop around the arena as Alf steadies himself. CABOOSE Alf sees the summit and he's making that final climb. Alf stands straight on the top rope as the fans ready their cameras. Alf takes those last breaths before leaping for the FIVE.... STAR..... ALF...... SPLASH!!! *BAM* "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" CABOOSE HE HIT IT!! COLE HE GOT IT!!!! The impact knocks the wind out of Alf slightly and he grabs his ribs, gasping for the precious oxygen he needs to roll over and flop on top of Knight, making sure he hooks the leg as Hebner crawls over to make the count. ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *DING DING* COLE YES!!! IT'S OVER!!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!! COACH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! The roof blows off the Trump Taj-Mahal as Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon hits the PA and Alf rolls off of Knight, tears already running down his cheeks as Hebner retrieves the belt and Buffer prepares to make it official. A quick shot of the Upstarts locker room has Axel and company stunned to complete silence. But there is no silence in the arena. Buffer essentially has to scream into the mic to be heard. BUFFER LLLLLadies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest.....and NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOORLLLLLLLLLLLD....AAAAAALFDOGGGGGGGGGG!!!! Hebner hands the belt off to Alfdogg and raises his hand to the crowd. On the outside, Stephen Joseph is on his feet, a small stream of blood trickling down his face as he looks on in satisfaction before joining in the applause. Alf cradles the belt in his arms like a newborn before thrusting it into the air to a blinding sea of flashbulbs. CABOOSE What a moment. Alf and I go back a long way, so I know the elation that he must feel right now. He's on top of the mountain for the second time. COLE Coach, you ok? COACH (mumbling) He lost.....I can't believe he lost.....He lost..... Alf hits the turnbuckles and raises the belt in the air once more as fireworks begin to explode around the ceiling of the arena and the confetti begins to fall. COLE What a night we had tonight. Great matches, great excitement, and we end things with a new World Heavyweight Champion. Well, I have to say that the fifth AngleMania sure lived up to it's predicesors. CABOOSE Hell Cole, this exceeded them. This was the greatest night in this company's history. COLE We hope that you enjoyed AngleMania V. For Caboose and Coach, I'm Michael Cole....GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!! We fade out with a shot of Alf staring at his reflection in the OAOAST World Title belt, knowing that the person staring back at him waited two years for this moment. Alfdogg. World Heavyweight Champion. Once again. Fade to black Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
