Tony149 0 Report post Posted March 6, 2007 (edited) The unsual wrestler/entrance music pairing of Fall Out Boy's Thriller plays through the loud speaker, signfying the arrival of The Lonestar Gunslingers. Yes, Cowboys are coming out to Fall Out Boy. Blame Melody. COLE We know whose music that belongs to, the home state heroes...Baron Windels and the "Texas Twister" Jock Mulligan, The Lone Star Gunslingers! COACH Let's not forget the only redeeming quality of that team, Melody Nerdly -- and I speak of her body and not her mind -- the Gunslingers new manager. COLE What a pair... COACH You can say that again. COLE Grow up, Coach. I'm talking about what a pair Melody and the Gunslingers make. I predict big things for... Cole stops in mid-sentence as he notices the Gunslingers have yet to arrive onstage. COLE Did they miss their cue or what? COACH Michael Cole speaking with our director over the headset. Obviously the Gunslingers have been delayed. They're set to face... And again the pumping anthem of Thriller rocks the arena. COACH Here we go! The Gunslingers music is re-started, but they fail to appear again. Our questions are soon answered as we cut backstage and see THE SOONER BRUISERS, in street clothes, manhandling Jock and Baron inside a dressing room, persumably Melody's since the women dress separately from the men (don't want any sex scandels now). COLE We need security back there now! Security! With total disregard for the human body Big Frank sends Jock face-first into the giant mirror, slicing him open, then loosens a LIGHT BULB overhead and shatters it over Mulligan's skull, leaving him in a pool of his own blood! Bound and gagged in the shower, mascara running down her face, Melody can only watch as Uber tries to DROWN Baron in the TOILET! COACH I don't know about you, but something tells me the Sooner Bruisers are sending a message to their opponents in the Sin City Street Fight at AngleMania VI. COLE I've said it before and I'll say it again, these guys are nothing more than a couple of bullies. They have all the talent in the world and this is how to choose to use it. I ask again, WHERE THE HELL IS SECURITY, DAMNIT!?!? The Bruisers drag Baron outside the dressing room and pumpel him all the way to the ring, sending him shoulder-first into the steel steps befoe tossing him inside. Irish whip, and Big Frank levels Windels with an extra stiff Soonerline. He flexes the bicep and gives it some love before dropping the elbow across the sternum, then goes the pin, only to roll off so he can do a set of push-ups. COLE The arrogance of that man. It'll be a completely difference story come April 1st at AngleMania. They won't be able to ambush the Heavenly Rockers the same way they did the Lone Star Gunslingers. And in case you're wondering why the referee is allowing this match to continue, I was told by our director that Melody agreed to book her team in a street fight against the Sooner Bruisers, which is why nobody came to their aid backstage. COACH Then Big Frank and Uber are only playing by the rules. It's not their fault Melody is in way over her head thinking she can be a manager. She should've known better than to book the Gunslingers in a match like this. I wouldn't want to face the Sooner Bruisers in any match, let alone a street fight! Uber is tagged in and he immediately stomps away on Baron. Windels sent hard into the corner, but he's able to step aside as Uber charges in and misses the clothesline. Then he hits the ropes and connects with a big-time Texas lariat! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Woozy, Baron looks to tag but nobody's home. As he cries for his partner a tag is made on the other end, and Windels allows himself to get suplexed on his head HALF-NELSON style! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Oh, what heart-- what heart being shown by this kid from Texas! Nobody would begrudge him if he decided to pack it up and live to fight another day, but he's gonna try to tough it out like a real man. Everyone's attention turns to the entranceway as JOCK MULLIGAN takes his rightful place in the corner. Bloody and beaten, he shouts encouragement to Baron, who struggles to escape a full nelson. "LET'S GO BARON!" clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* "LET'S GO BARON!" clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* "LET'S GO BARON!" clap*clap*clap*clap*clap* That gets the old adreaneline pumping, helping Baron rise to his feet before he falls on the seat of his pants and hooks his legs under Big Frank's arm, flipping him over in a pinning combination! ONE... TWO... THREE-- KICKOUT! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jock stands ready for the tag, but Baron is so out of it he doesn't see his partner in the corner. Uber doesn't realize that however, and he helps the duo make the tag by clotheslining Windels with such force it staggers him over to Jock...and the HOT TAG! COLE There's the tag! COACH But how much does Jock really have left in him? The guy is bleeding buckets. Swing and a miss, and Uber delivers a nasty BACKDROP DRIVER on the Twister Twister! Meanwhile, Frank brings in a TABLE and sets it up in the center of the ring. They rid the squared circle of Baron and treat Jock to an ELECTRIC CHAIR BULLDOG THROUGH THE TABLE!!! ONE... TWO... THREE! * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match...BIG FRANK and UBER BRUISER, THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUISERS!! COLE Enjoy it while you can, Bruisers. It'll be different at AngleMania. At least I sure hope so. They looked indestructible. Edited March 7, 2007 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
