From: SWF DOWNWARD SPIRAL 2008!

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“OK we've got a match which has had somewhat of a heated buildup,” says Mak Francis, possibly understating the vitriol that has been flying between Va'aiga and SIN, “This should be an interesting contest.”

 

“If you're looking for technical wrestling this may be the wrong place. This is going to be a fight, Mak,” replies The Suicide King adding, “If you want the best technical wrestling I suggest you buy 'The Best of Suicide King' DVD – available in all good retailers!”

 

“Who are you backing to take this match tonight?”

 

“Well to steal a line from Va'aiga's former tag partner John Duran, SIN to win!”

 

I'M SO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

 

Funyon shouts SIN's introduction “The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from The Bronx, New York, weighing in at 265lbs, Sammy Irizarry Nuñez, THIS IS SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!”

 

The hook from “I'm So Hood” leads into a couple of seconds of silence overlaying a dimmed arena before the beat of “Come Home With Me” hits as SIN swaggers down to the ring. The Gang Star slides into the ring and turns to face the entrance ramp, nodding along to the beats of his own music and smiling evilly towards where his opponent is due to enter from. “SIN is coming off the back of a loss to the Insane Luchador,” comments Mak, “And he could be looking to prove a point against The Maori Badass tonight.”

 

SIN keeps staring intently down the entrance ramp as his own music dies away and the shouts of Savage fill the arena...

 

PITO SUTE AKILAGI!

It ain't good! It ain't good cos you'll get jumped in my hood!

 

Funyon gets about “and his opponent...” off as Va'aiga comes RUSHING down the entrance ramp, not even bothering to wear his entrance robe this week. “Well it looks like Va'aiga can't wait to get his hands on SIN!” calls Mak. “SIN has been getting to the Maori. This is about more than wrestling. This is about... 'Who's more hood' I guess. I think SIN is more hood, personally,” remarks King, sounding REALLY white. Va'aiga vaults the top rope as athletically as he can (which lets face it is not VERY athletically) and charges straight for SIN, opening up with lefts and rights and forcing SIN to cover up a little. Referee Anthony Michael Hall calls for the bell.

 

DINGDINGDING!

 

Composing himself, SIN immediately starts firing back punches of his own. The Maori is forced to back off from his Boricua opponent and given a little space SIN decides to show some MAJOR disrespect by just pimp slapping Va'aiga across the face! SIN wheels away and mouths off to the crowd who collectively draw breath, anticipating some major league response and the Maori doesn't disappoint, dragging SIN round to face him and FLATTENING SIN with a massive headbutt! SIN rolls away and stands back up again mouthing “Ain't nothin'” towards the Maori which earns a scowl and a snarl from Va'aiga. “SIN is trying to annoy Va'aiga. He might draw the Maori into making a mistake,” comments King. “Or he might get killed!” Mak replies.

 

The crowd are already baying for SIN's blood and a loud “VAH-ING-UH!” chants rings out around the arena as the Maori stomps away at the grounded SIN with malice. With each stomp Va'aiga adds a little extra effort until SIN rolls close enough to place a foot on the ropes and referee Hall forces Va'aiga to break. The Maori glowers at the referee as he backs off and SIN stands again. With a vicious smirk SIN extends his arm out and charges and Va'aiga gets clouted across the face with a clothesline... pissing the Maori off further and doing precisely no damage. Va'aiga grunts in disapproval and lashes out with his head again but SIN slips to a side. The Maori spins and fires off a forearm but SIN ducks and with the Maori's arm out SIN grabs hold and Irish Whips Va'aiga off to the ropes. “WHO HOOD?” asks SIN rhetorically, to a loud chorus of boos as Va'aiga rebounds. SIN fires a straight right off but Va'aiga ducks low, wraps his arms around SIN's legs and takes him down with a Rugby Tackle. From the mount Va'aiga fires off a rapid series of forearms, but SIN covers up, absorbing the blows with his arms. Finally SIN rolls free and stands, Va'aiga following him and the pair square off. “SIN is getting under the skin of Va'aiga,” King comments, “He's going to draw a mistake out of the Maori.”

 

Squaring off, Va'aiga takes his familiar boxing stance and begins shuffling, trying to find an angle to land a blow. SIN, not wanting to close the difference too much, fires off a toe kick towards Va'aiga's massive barrel chest. The Maori casually flicks the leg aside, spinning SIN so the Boricua from the Bronx's back is open. Va'aiga takes a big step in and grabs a back waistlock but SIN back elbows himself free. SIN sprints for the ropes, rebounding for that little extra momentum and lowers his shoulder. Va'aiga sets himself to receive the charge but SIN fakes the Maori out with a sliding evade. As the Maori turns, SIN leaps up and wraps an arm around Va'aiga's head but the Maori throws him forcefully off with an Atomic Whip.

 

“An early Seven Deadly Sins attempt. SIN could be trying to keep this match short,” remarks Mak. “Or he could just be trying to inflict his most painful moves more frequently. Either works for me,” replies King with a smirk. SIN rolls through with the force of the move and ends up back on his feet again. The Bo trained brawler advances on Va'aiga but he misjudges the distance between the pair slightly and gets caught with a massive left jab. Anticipating what's coming the crowd calls “ONE!”

 

“IT'S BOO-YAH TIME!” shouts Mak as the crowd calls “TWO!” in time with another left jab. SIN rocks back on his heels with the force of the blow as Va'aiga steadies his feet and throws the third jab, connecting flush with SIN's jaw. The crowd noise builds from the “THREE!” as Va'aiga rears back, kisses his right fist and SMASHES SIN with the big right hook. Va'aiga throws up the Shaka sign as SIN collapses to the mat and as one the Maori and the fans call “BOO-YAH!”. Va'aiga drops to cover and referee Hall drops to count...

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

TH... and SIN kicks out. “SIN's been hit with worse than that in his life. He's from the streets, you know,” King comments. “I WAS aware of that,” says Mak with an air of resignation in his voice. Meanwhile Va'aiga stands, dragging SIN up with him by an arm. The Maori uncorks SIN and whips him hard into the corner, SIN going in face first. Va'aiga follows in with a charge and fires an elbow into the back of SIN's head. SIN's head rocks forward and the New Yorker turns instinctivly to face his opponent. Ducking as he approaches Va'aiga goes low and lifts SIN up by his legs. The Maori turns and lifts SIN up, turning, elevating and inverting his opponent and dropping SIN roughly on his shoulders and upper back! “SPEAR TACKLE! With a twist!” shouts Mak. Again Va'aiga dros to cover and Anthony Michael Hall drops down again, checking SIN's shoulders...

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

TH.. and SIN lifts a shoulder. “That's nowhere enough to take down an athlete like SIN!” calls King. Grunting as he stands, Va'aiga throws a look of daggers (or possibly Koe?) towards the referee before turning back towards his opponent. SIN is still lying on the ground, rubbing his shoulder with his free arm but with his concentration a little off SIN doesn't have time to get out of the way as Va'aiga leaps into the air and comes down cranium first onto SIN's chest. “All that weight across your chest! That move has to hurt!” comments Mak. “Are you calling Va'aiga fat?” interjects King, “He'll be on your case as well as SIN's!”

 

Again lifting SIN by an arm, Va'aiga whips Mr Nunez into the opposite corner to last time and again rears back, looking to charge in with another Yak' Kick. The Maori charges in with a full head of steam but this time SIN is wise to it and drops down, drop toe holding Va'aiga skull first into the second turnbuckle. Wheeling away, SIN poses and loudly poses the question, “WHO YOU?” “THE DEVIL'S CALLING!” shouts Mak. The Maori responds by standing and headbutting the top turnbuckle for effect! “Two rules for life. Blood is thicker than water and an Islander's skull is thicker than granite!” jokes King.

 

The pair circle again, Va'aiga throwing out a few sighting jabs. SIN launches at Va'aiga and grabs a waistlock, but Va'aiga counters and slips gracelessly (like the Maori does ANYTHING gracefully) behind his opponent. Again SIN fires off back elbows, not wanting to be German Suplexed. SIN smirks to himself and with referee Hall unsighted due to the position, SIN mule kicks upwards, low blowing Va'aiga. The Maori drops to a knee as the crowd boos SIN roundly. SIN drops quickly to capitalise with a cover...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

 

THR.. and Va'aiga kicks out. The Maori stands and stares intently at SIN, a look of thunder on his face. Va'aiga lunges carelessly at SIN but the crafty Puerto Rican slips behind and levers Va'aiga over with a back suplex. SIN stands faster than his opponent and begins stomping away at the grounded Maori with some authority. Seeing that Va'aiga is still being a little slow at gett ing up SIN backs off and then charges in, leaping iinto the air and dropping his fist right into Va'aiga's face. “BLOOD MOON!” hollers Mak, and though the move doesn't seem to faze Va'aiga that much SIN covers anyway...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

T.. and Va'aiga lifts a shoulder at a one count. “Headhunting one of the toughest guys in pro wrestling isn't always a wise tactic,” remarks Mak. “You hit Va'aiga enough in the head and even The Maori is affected,” retorts King, backing SIN's strategy. The crowd meanwhile seem rather distracted as a massive form begins walking down the entrance ramp. “What the hell is Tracy Bruner doing here?” asks Mak. “He's obviously scouting, Francis,” answers King. Bruner looks pointedly towards the ring as SIN lifts Va'aiga off the mat, locks his arm around Va'aiga's head and suplexes the Maori over. Bruner even offers a slight clapping motion towards SIN at this show of strength.

 

With Va'aiga slower to react again, SIN softens the Maori up with a rapid series of punches to the face and gut. With a grunted swear word SIN lifts Va'aiga up and slams him down into the mat, gravity adding a little extra oomph to the move. SIN runs against the ropes again and leaps, getting nice elevation on a leg drop across the Maori's chest. SIN doesn't bother to cover this time, instead quickly regaining a vertical base and dragging Va'aiga up with him. Cradling a leg, SIN lifts Va'aiga up as if for a Fisherman's suplex, but the Bronx Brawler stops the movement in mid air and sits down, dropping Va'aiga's neck and shoulders to the mat, adding a wicked grin from his seated position. SIN drapes an arm casually over Va'aiga for a lazy cover...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

 

THR.. and Va'aiga raises a shoulder. Again Bruner looks appreciative at ringside, in as much as Tracy Bruner ever expresses ANY emotion. “Close call for Va'aiga off the Greed there,” calls Mak, “and Bruner definitely seems to be backing SIN here.” “He's just an interested spectator. Tracy Bruner appreciates the quality wrestling that SIN provides,” explains King.

 

This time SIN takes his time standing, winding up the crowd by stylishly pointing to himself and announcing that he's “ALL GANGSTA, BITCHES!” SIN waits for Va'aiga to stand and quickly floats behind, wrapping his arms around Va'aiga's head and neck, butting off the carotid artery in a sleeper. Va'aiga flails his arms around as SIN locks the hold in tight. A loud “VAH-ING-UH!” chants rings out around the arena. SIN keeps his arms locked tight around Va'aiga's massive head, but Va'aiga leans forwards and lifts SIN off the ground. The Maori attempts to back SIN into a corner but SIN avoids being squashed by relinquishing the sleeper arm and wrapping his body around, transitioning into a headlock and DDTing Va'aiga down to the mat. Rather than cover, SIN stands again and poses over the fallen Maori, pointing down at his opponent and shouting “WHO DIS?” to the crowd. The crowd predictably boos again. “SIN is not endearing himself to this crowd, King,” commentates Mak. “And since when do the unwashed masses' opinion matter, Francis?” muses King.

 

As Va'aiga stands SIN grabs an arm and whips Va'aiga into the corner. The Maori slumps against the turnbuckles as SIN charges in, turning and forcing his elbow hard into Va'aiga's jaw. SIN stuns the Maori further by forcing his shoulder repeatedly into Va'aiga's abdominal area and then back offs off to an adjacent corner, raises an arm and mimes adjusting his wrist tape, mocking Va'aiga's Lariat sign. SIN charges and fakes out both Va'aiga and the crowd, who are all expecting the Gluttony, instead choosing a nice simple eye rake! “Proper wrestling tactics!” shouts King, “SIN has already shown he's unafraid to clothesline Va'aiga, so when the Maori expects one, he hits something different. I love it Francis!”

 

Staggering out of the corner, Va'aiga is ineffectual for a few seconds allowing SIN time to smirk confidently at Anthony Michael Hall while being chastised before approaching the Maori again. SIN locks in a Full Nelson, trapping Va'aiga. SIN struggles breifly to shift the massive weight of the Maori but the Boricua slightly modifies his Lust move, adding a little sweep of the legs as he slams Va'aiga down face first into the mat. “SIN improvising a little there,” remarks Mak. “You have to be adaptable to survive in the hood,” agrees King, “SIN brings those skills to the wrestling ring!”

 

Backing off, SIN gives himself space to run up as he leaps into the air and delivers ANOTHER Blood Moon fist drop. Taking time to examine if Va'aiga is bleeding, which he isn't, SIN stalks his opponent. Va'aiga takes his time standing, shaking his head as SIN closes in and again looses off a few punches. SIN grabs a facelock, possibly looking for another suplex, but as he lifts Va'aiga up this time he spins through 90 degrees, stopping the suplex with Va'aiga upside down and DROPPING THE MAORI DOWN ON HIS HEAD! At ringside Bruner looks mildly happy with this, which by Bruner's standards is a lot of emotion. Anthony Michael Hall is in position to count as SIN covers..

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

THR.... and Va'aiga lifts a shoulder. “That was REAL close,” comments King. “SIN is putting himself in a real poisition to win this match,” adds Mak.

 

“You want to know why Francis?”

 

“Enlighten me.”

 

“Because he's gangsta!”

 

“Right.”

 

Waiting again for Va'aiga to stand, SIN positions himself behind the Maori. SIN locks in a quick half nelson and wraps his free arm around Va'aiga's throat, pinning it in place. Va'aiga swings his arms to attempt to power out, but SIN has the hold locked in tight. “Va'aiga's gonna tap!” shouts King, “The Misery Loves company is a lethal move!” Va'aiga tries his hardest to power out but SIN keeps the Kata-Hajime variant locked down. Tyring to swing Va'aiga SIN lifts the Maori a little off the mat but sensing that it's not worth the loss in stamina trying to shift the load, the New Yorker returns to a simple standing Tazmission. The crowd starts cheering loudly for “VAH-ING-UH!” again as Va'aiga struggles in the hold but the Maori appears to be fading. Referee Hall asks Va'aiga if he wants to give up but the Maori shakes his head as much as he is able to in the hold.

 

“I'm not sure how much longer Va'aiga can take this hold!” calls Francis as Va'aiga's arms begin to drop to his sides. With Va'aiga's struggles getting less pronounced Anthony Michael Hall lifts Va'aiga's right arm to check on him and the arm drops limply back down again...

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

“VAH-ING-UH!”

 

 

SIN's ever confident demeanor is evident on his face as referee Hall checks Va'aiga's arm for a second time. Again the arm drops down lifelessly to his side.

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

“VAH-ING-UH!”

 

“This is it. SIN's going to win! Always back the bad guy, Francis!” screams King, pleased that his premonition appears to be coming true. Anthony Michael Hall goes for Va'aiga's arm again and lifts it up... the crowd are practically blowing the roof off with Va'aiga chants as the arm starts to drop...

 

 

It drops a little further....

 

 

 

Almost parallel to the ground...

 

 

 

A little further...

 

 

SIN can almost taste victory...

 

 

Anthony Michael Hall is ready to call three...

 

 

AND VA'AIGA SCREEEEEEEEEAMS A MASSIVE “BOO-YAH!” AS HIS MUCLES TIGHTENS AND HE BEGINS TO FIGHT OFF THE HOLD! The Maori ducks a little hoisting SIN up onto his back and then collapses backwards, dropping to the mat and squishing SIN, forcing him to break the hold. Referee Hall spots that Va'aiga is lying on top of SIN in a sort of back press and counts...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

THR.... and SIN gets a shoulder up! “It's not over yet!” howls Mak. Va'aiga and SIN both stand as SIN charges in with an arm extended again, but Va'aiga swats it away with his own left arm and fires a right cross into SIN's jaw! SIN tries to fire off his own punch but Va'aiga blocks again and cracks SIN again! SIN closes the distance and chops three or four times into Va'aiga's chest but the Maori absorbs the blow, traps Sin's outstretched arm,, traps the OTHER arm and fires off one, two, three, four, FIVE rapid headbutts! SIN wheels away staggered, but with his back to the Maori he doesn't spot Va'aiga rush the far ropes, rebound and dive at SIN, wrapping his arms around SIN's legs and driving his shoulder into the small of SIN's back, taking SIN down face first with the Rugby Tackle! Va'aiga leaps up to a vertical base and stares down at SIN, screaming “WHO HOOD NOW?” Bruner has a look of mild concern on his face.

 

The Maori Badass stands over SIN, adding a few stomps to the insult before backing off and allowing the slightly stunned SIN to stand up. For the third time Va'aiga grabs SIN in a back waistlock and this time SIN has had enough taken out of him to be unable to back elbow his way free. Va'aiga takes a breath and falls backwards, spiking SIN down on his back with a German Suplex. Va'aiga holds onto the waist of his opponent and rolls through dragging SIN back to his feet. “GERMAN SUPLEX!” shouts Mak.

 

With SIN unable to do much about it Va'aiga slides his arms up, locking them together behind SIN's neck in a Full Nelson. Again Va'aiga falls back and again SIN gets dumped on the top half of his body. “DRAGON SUPLEX!” calls Mak as Va'aiga AGAIN maintains the hold, rolls through and drags SIN roughly to his feet. This time Va'aiga keeps one arm of the Full Nelson locked in, turning it into a Half Nelson. Va'aiga then reaches around SIN to grab an arm and pulls the aforementioned arm of SIN's across his own throat, pinning it in place. SIN splutters as his own arm is cutting of his air supply while Va'aiga psyches himself up for the third part of the trifecta, falling backwards for a third time and dropping SIN RIGHT ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! “SWISS SUPLEX! And that's the hat-trick for the Maori!” hollers Mak! “Do they have hat-tricks in Rugby, Francis?” asks King. Meanwhile Va'aiga drops to cover...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

THR... and SIN juuuuust manages to lift a shoulder up! Va'aiga wheels away, reserving another glare for Anthony Michael Hall. Sturggling to regain his senses SIN stands, turning to face the Maori. Va'aiga stiffs SIN with a couple of vicious forearms to keep him off balance before doubling SIN up with a toe kick. Va'aiga quickly grabs SIN and forces him into a standing head scissors before hoisting him and and splatting him back down with a vicious Powerbomb! Va'aiga folds SIN up like a matchbook and holds him there for another cover...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

TH... and SIN rolls to a side to break up the pin. “That could have been the victory for Va'aiga,” comments Mak. “With a lazy cover like that he was NEVER going to get the pin there Francis,” contradicts King. The Maori Badass hauls SIN into the centre of the ring, stands over him for a few seconds and again drops down and crashes head first into SIN's stomach. Standing and throwing the Shaka again, Va'aiga finds time for another “BOO-YAH!”Turning around Va'aiga catches a sight of Bruner and scowls, the SWF's Largest Athlete responding with an implacable stare. Snorting disrespectfully Va'aiga turns back to SIN. “What IS Tracy Bruner doing out here?” asks Mak. “Scouting talent for the House of Marvelous,” postulates King.

 

With Bruner in the corner of his eye, Va'aiga grabs SIN and turns to face the 7 footer. The Maori hauls SIN up and military presses the Puerto Rican high above his head, looking straight at Bruner as he lets SIN drop across his chest before falling forward and landing with his whole bodyweight across The Man Who's So Hood's body. “THE MAORI DROP! THIS HAS PUT SO MANY OPPONENTS AWAY! IT'S OVER!” Anthony Michael Hall drops into position and counts...

 

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

THR.. and SIN lifts a shoulder. “Try not to show so much favouritism, Francis! You're showing real bias here! I KNEW SIN would kick out,” replies King leaving Mak Francis blustering a response. Va'aiga stands again and drags SIN to his feet, spinning him around 180 degrees so his back is open. Grabbing for SIN the Maori lifts his opponent as if to give him back suplex but halfway through the move Va'aiga switches the direction and sits out, smashing SIN face first to the mat. Va'aiga flips SIN over with an arm and again covers...

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

THR.. and SIN lifts a shoulder up again! “SIN is proving tough to put away,” starts King only to be interrupted by an eager Mak Francis, “But Va'aiga is on a roll! How CAN SIN stop The Maori Badass?” Va'aiga again turns to face Bruner, taking his eye off SIN for a second and the man from the Bronx tries to take advantage by crawling around behind the Maori and launching an uppercut right to the nut sack... BUT VA'AIGA GRABS HIS ARM AND DRAGS SIN THROUGH HIS LEGS AND UP TO HIS FEET! Va'aiga looks SIN in the face and SMASHES him with a headbutt. SIN looks stunned and with his opponent seeing stars, Va'aiga backs off and begins adjusting his wrist tape. “Here it comes,” starts Mak, “It's Lariat time!” The Maori rushes to the far ropes... and a massive arm reaches into the ring from Bruner, impeding the Maori's progress. Va'aiga manages to make Bruner back off by kicking out at the arm and turns to face SIN.. Va'aiga extends his arm and charges winding up for the VICIOUS EVIL NASTY IT AIN'T GOOD COS THE RING IS MY HOOD LAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOO..... SUT SIN HAS HAD ENOUGH TIME TO RECOVER AND DUCKS! Va'aiga swings wildly and SIN spins round and grabs for Va'aiga's head HITTING THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS! Both men drop to the canvas, SIN sucking wind after the punishment he's been taking, Va'aiga stunned from the impact of SIN's finisher. Anthony Micheal Hall puts on a double count...

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

“This could end in a double count out,” commentates Mak.

 

THREE!

 

 

 

FOUR!

 

 

“This match has taken a lot out of both these wrestlers,” replies King

 

 

FIVE!

 

Va'aiga begins slowly to regain his senses...

 

SIX!

 

 

 

SEVEN!

 

SIN begins to roll over toward Va'aiga...

 

 

EIGHT!

 

 

 

NI.. and SIN drapes an arm over Va'aiga. “This could be it!” shouts King

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TH.. AND VA'AIGA LIFTS A SHOULDER! “It took a long time to cover there,” calls Mak, “And that allowed Va'aiga to kick out.”

 

Turning to the referee SIN begins to argue his case that he had a three count, while Va'aiga backs off towards the ropes and again starts adjusting his wrist tape. Tracy Bruner however steps up onto the ring apron and reaches into the ring, grabbing Va'aiga by the head and driving the Maori chin first onto the ropes. SIN sees his opportunity and slips in with a schoolboy...

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

THR... and Va'aiga kicks out. SIN again hops up and starts arguing with the referee. Va'aiga rushes the ropes on the opposite side, but catches both SIN and Bruner by surprise by rushing PAST SIN, grabbing hold of the ropes and LEAPING INTO A SLINGSHOT PLANCHA ON BRUNER... AND THE SEVEN FOOT BEAST CATCHES VA'AIGA! Bruner hoists the Maori up... AND MILITARY PRESSES THE 350lb MAN LIKE HE WAS A CRUISERWEIGHT! “Look at the strength of Tracy Bruner! It's incredible!” shouts King. Referee Hall goes over to chastise Bruner as the big man throws Va'aiga roughly back into the ring. SIN covers but Anthony Michael Hall refuses to count due to Bruner's interference. SIN stares at the referee for a couple of seconds, smirks, shrugs his shoulders and GIVES THE REFEREE THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS!!! Anthony Michael Hall rolls into the corner clutching his neck as SIN shouts down to Bruner, “FUCK HIM UP!” Bruner stands up and steps over the top rope. “WHAT THE HECK?” screams Francis.

 

SIN turns to Tracy Bruner and shouts “JACK ME UP!” SIN rushes the ropes while Bruner stands over the downed Maori and as SIN reaches Bruner, the big man hits a flapjack on SIN and the Bronx Thug reaches out with a fist and hits a Blood Moon from about 9 foot up in the air! “Va'aiga has been busted open,” calls Mak as a close up camera shot reveals a trickle of blood coming off the Maori's eyebrow. Both Bruner and SIN stand over the Maori, stomping away at his face as more blood spills down onto the mat. “This is a hood style beating,” comments King, “Va'aiga is learning what being gangsta is really about!”

 

DINGDINGDING!

 

The bell rings as Anthony Michael Hall has finally got enough wits about him to call for the bell. “I guess Va'aiga has won by DQ, King,” comments Mak. “There's winning battles and there's winning wars. This is a war Va'aiga has badly lost!” replies King. SIN and Bruner don't seem remotely concerned about the match officially ending as Bruner hauls Va'aiga up to his feet and pushes him roughly towards SIN. The Bronx native wraps an arm quickly around Va'aiga's neck and cracks him with a lethal looking SEVEN DEADLY SINS! The crowd starts a chant of “THIS IS BULLSHIT!” to which SIN stands and shouts “THAT IS BULLSHIT,” pointing to Va'aiga, “THIS IS HOOD, BITCHES!”

 

With the crowd baying for their blood, as opposed to Va'aiga's blood which is freely spilling over the mat now. SIN looks at Bruner and makes a clenching hand motion, Bruner nods in agreement and kneels over Va'aiga, wrapping his hand around Va'aiga's neck. Bruner stands, dragging Va'aiga up in the choke hold. Bruner turns so he's facing a corner and lifts Va'aiga up with absolutely NO effort at all, punctuated by more “BUUUUULSHIT!” chants and aaaaaaaaaAAAAAACHOKESLAAAAAAAAAAMS Va'aiga almost through the mat in the corner! SIN grins broadly and points to Bruner as the big man climbs up the ring ropes. Bruner stands on the second rope as SIN makes sure Va'aiga doesn't move by stomping away at him a few more times.

 

“My God! Tracy Bruner is looking to put Va'aiga out of comission!” shouts Mak, “This is a beat down designed to send a message.” While SIN stands and points up at the big man, Bruner looks briefly down at the Maori, composes himself and leaps off the ropes, CRUSHING Va'aiga with an ABSOLUTELY ENORMOUS BIG BAD BRUNER SPLASH! Va'aiga coughs and splutters as all the air is driven out of his body. SIN drops down and starts punching Va'aiga in the head before standing and showing the crowd Va'aiga's blood on his knuckles.

 

Suddenly a scream echoes out across the PA system as “Winds of Creation” kicks in and Dace Night comes screaming in out of the entrance area, clutching hold of a chair! “Here comes the cavalry!” calls Mak as SIN and Bruner slide out of the ring. Before leaving Bruner turns to SIN and hands a wedge of cash he was concealing to the Bronx Brawler. SIN turns to walk out, but not before turning to the crowd, holding the money close, but not close enough to touch, to the front row. SIN kisses the Benjamins as he walks out, Bruner walks out slowly, turning to look at the scene of devastation in the ring as Dace stands at the ring ropes, making sure the pair don't return.

 

“Well that leaves a few questions unanswered. What was SIN doing working with Bruner? What is Tracy Bruner's problem with Va'aiga? And what will Va'aiga do to wreak vengeance?” poses Mak. “I guess all you people are going to have to tune in next week to find out!” adds King.