CS: AC FINALS

[Patty O'Green 0]

[b]DING DING DING![/b]

BUFFER
The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is the FINAL of the 2009 Anderson Cup Competition! One fall, NO time-limit, there MUST be a winner! Your referee when the bell rings, Mister Clem Buzzlefoxer the sixth.

[i]"You break the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all
Come on come on, lovin' for the money
Come on come on, listen to the Money talk
Come on come on, lovin' for the money
Come on come on, listen to the Money talk
Money talks"[/i]

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

The theme song of The Enterprise is greeted very poorly by the well inebriated Boston crowd. The reception cools further when they witness Theodore Moneymaker clad in a glittering Yankees themed robe. As the green and gold strobe lights flash across the stage, Christian Wrights makes his entrance with his briefcase held at his side. He exchanges a pleasant handshake with his long time friend and together they make their way down the ramp.

BUFFER
Introducing first, team number one. At a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty two pounds. Representing The Enterprise......former Anderson Cup champions AND One and Only Tag Team Champions, from Washington DC "THE NATURAL" CHRISTIAN WRIGHT and "from Vero Beach, he is The Angle Award winning BILLION DOLLAR HEIR", THEODORE MMMOOOONNEYMAKER!!!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

COLE
The Enterprise with the chance of a lifetime to be the first team to ever repeat as Anderson Cup champions. GPX, The Heavenly Rockers, no one has ever held the trophy twice. You can buy a lot of things with Moneymaker’s money, but you can’t buy those kinds of bragging rights.

Moneymaker and Wright enter the ring by held open ropes, after forcing poor old Clem to perform the task. Not caring for the strain they may have put on his 90 year old bones, the money mavens take to the center of the ring and hold their arms high in preemptive victory.

[i] iF YOU ARE WHAT U SAY U ARE
A SUPERSTAR
THEN HAVE NO FEAR
THE CAMERAS HERE
AND THE MiCROPHONES AND THEy WANNA KNOW
OH OH OH[/i] (I CPed this from a website that’s why it looks like it was written for a tard) 

The red carpet rolls down the ramp, and the cheers roll down the stands as Lupe Fiasco’s atmospheric and dreamy plays over the sound system. Stepping onto the stage that’s shrouded a purplish green from the overhanging spotlights are the Beverly Hills Blonds. Each man holds a stern and fearsome expression for the two wrestlers in the ring, and the stonefaced glares fully returned.

COLE
For The Beverly Hills Blonds this is about more than trophies. Its about revenge, and retribution and respect.

COACH
Its about getting that ass beat by the group you never should have left in the first place!

BUFFER
And their opponents coming to you from Beverly Hills they are THE HANDSOME HUSTLER NED BLANCHARD, BOX OFFICE SIMON SINGLETON, THREE TIME ONE AND ONLY WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPPIONS….THE BEVERLY HILLS BLONDS!

The fans put a large cheer for The Blonds, who near the ring with narrowed eyes locked firmly on Moneymaker and Wright. Somewhat fearful of the violent look that posses The Blonds, Moneymaker calls Wright in for chat session to determine how to handle this threat.

COLE
I think Moneymaker and Wright are starting to realize what kind of hatred The Blonds have brought with them tonight in Boston!

The strategy session between Wright and Moneymaker drags just a tad bit too long for Ned and Simon’s taste. As such they latch onto CW’s curly black hair and throw him over the ropes. The fans come out with huge cheers as Wright touches down and Moneymaker gasps in horror.  Wright quickly returns to his feet but is dropped right back down with an overhand left from Double S. Seeing that, The Messiah decides now would be as good a time as any to escape. But escape isn’t made easy when The Blonds lock him down into a double front facelock. The fans are overjoyed to watch the 4 time tag team champs suplex their former boss into the ring!

“B-H-B! B-H-B! B-H-B!”

Picking up CW, the pair irish whip him across the ring. He smacks back first into the corner, where he drops down to his BUTT and whimpers in exhaustion. Leaving Wright to agonize over his misery, the Blonds drag Teddy off the mat. He pleads with them to let him go, to remember all the good times they had together. Ned and Simon aren’t listening however and whip him straight towards Wright. Much to the delight of the audience Moneymaker crashes his knees directly into CW’s face. Horrible screams tear through CW’s throat, but Moneymaker is more concerned with his own misery and safety.  He has excellent reason to be worried; Simon drags him out the corner and uses a belly to back suplex to throw him down to the canvas. Immediately upon hitting the canvas, Teddy rather wisely decides to slide out the ring. The fans insult him for his cowardice, but in his worn down state he hasn’t the strength to argue.

COLE
So far things are not going very well for Wright and Moneymaker on their quest to repeat as Anderson Cup champions. 

COACH
Its still early, Mikey. We’ve seen lots of cats come out hot but at the end of the match they’ve blown up and they’re down for an easy pin. 

Wright is back on his feet, but rather than take the fight to his one time friends, he wishes to catch the same early breather as his boss. The Blonds help him arrange that as they team up on a double lariat that has him toppling over the ropes and coming down directly in front of the wrathful gaze of his employer. 

“YEAAAAAAA!”

COLE
Moneymaker and Wright have got to get The Beverly Hills Blonds under control otherwise it could be an exceptionally  long night.

Simon uses The Enterprise’s streak of yellow to work up the already flaming hot audience. Ned’s focuses is more singular, directed towards taunting and cursing Moneymaker and Wright.

“CHICKEN SHIT! CHICKEN SHIT! CHICKEN SHIT!” the audience chants, picking up just one of Ned’s many vulgarities.  Not wanting to go down as the only person to lose an Anderson Cup final by countout, Moneymaker makes a reluctant return to the ring.

COLE
I guess Moneymaker finally grew some guts! Not being able to hide behind your cash or your VICE squad makes things scary, I imagine.

Moneymaker steps into Blanchard for a lockup. But that simple hold doesn’t last for very long as Ned breaks the hold to hammer The Messiah with punches. Moneymaker tries to get his guard up, to do something to prevent from being beaten into oblivion. But his weak guard is poor defense against Ned and The Handsome Hustler uses a right cross to blast him straight through the ring ropes to the outside. The audience explodes with glee as they witness the despised tycoon crash onto the Irish green outside mats.

COACH
Shame on Ned Blanchard, trynna cheapen the spirit of this competition by taking a count out victory. 

Its again with great reluctance that Moneymaker returns towards the ring. These fears are immediately justified when Blanchard begins ramming his elbow into the back of his old boss’ head. Moneymaker suffers through no less than ten painful blows to his head before desperation sees him shove Blanchard into the corner. Before the Handsome Hustler has a chance to escape the posts, Moneymaker uses an unusual burst of speed to strike him with a corner lariat. With Ned stunned for the moment, the billionaire is able to climb to the top rope and pepper him with punches. But he only gets of three jabs before he feels a tight grip around his waist. Only a second later he’s being driven down onto Ned’s knee with a harmful inverted atomic drop! While Teddy clutches his surely shattered testicles, Ned gathers speed by spinning around. He then unleashes himself upon Moneymaker with a diving lariat. He follows that move with a pinfall that’s counted by Clem Buzzlefoxer.

ONE!

TWO!

Wright breaks the pin up with his loafers, which certainly does nothing to please the crowd.

“SILENOOOOOOF!” CW’s trademark call for quiet is quieted by the elbow of The Handsome Hustler. Ever the opportunist Moneymaker seizes on CW being used as cannon fodder and hits his foe with an axe handle smash to the back.

“Now, you’re gonna feel my power, Blanchard!” Moneymaker screams, watching Ned lurch over in pain. He snaps his arms around Ned in a rear waistlock he hopes will lead to a German Suplex. But Blanchard throws those plans into disarray by rolling downwards and catching the tycoon with a leg lock! Instantly Moneymaker finds himself under incredible pain and uses his free leg to kick frantically at Ned. Although more annoying than painful, Teddy’s strikes at least get to break his hold so that he may tag in Singleton.

“YEAAAAAAA!”

The Enterprise CEO uses the Blonds’ tagging as the moment to get his feet. Unfortunately any hopes of escape are dashed by Blanchard bringing him back down with a drop toe hold. Ned holds the squirming Moneymaker in place, as Simon bounces off the ropes. BOSS comes roaring off and strikes Moneymaker with a knee drop directly to the skull. The fans applaud, pleased to see the egomaniacal snob get exactly he deserves.

COLE
Dare I say that Theodore Moneymaker is being completely outclassed by his former henchmen? What a humiliation!

COACH
Slow that mess down. The Blonds are great athletes but they don’t have the smarts to keep this kind of showing up. That’s why they always took orders from Mister Moneymaker.

Teddy gets back to his feet, desperately seeking susan and desperately seeking a way out the ring. Neither are forthcoming with Singleton trapping his arms within a butterfly lock. But using his understated power, The Messiah is able to quickly bust his way through Singleton’s hold.  With great haste, he captures his former employee into a setup for a body slam. But, Singleton promptly slides down his back to escape. Trying to get a read on his foe, Moneymaker spins around only to get uppercuted to the ground. Simon then falls on top his foe for a pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

Moneymaker kicks out, avoiding the humiliation of being pinned by a [i]punch[/i]. Next, Singleton heads to the ropes, unware that Moneymaker is already getting towards his feet. Thus he’s forced to a quick leapfrog when he approaches the risen tycoon. He bounces back off the ropes, stepping into a lariat. But Moneymaker is just shade quicker than him and crushes his body against the mat with a powerslam. His first offensive move of the match will be his last for now, as Moneymaker reaches his hand backwards to tag in CW.

“BOOOOOOOOOO!”

While hissing at the audience to still their tongues, CW waits for Singleton to rise. Once BOSS does get to his feet, The Natural savages his slender chest with a pair of European Uppercuts. After that Wright attempts an Irish whip. But, BOSS recovers his strength in order to reverse the hold. Wright rumbles back with head lowered like a bull, trying to impale his rival. But, a leap frog helps Singleton evade the tactic and CW continues to the ropes. Singleton tries another leapfrog on the rebound. But he’s read Wright wrong (awesome pun), as The Natural counters his jump with the [b]Wright Off[/b]! The fans leap back with shock, wondering how the tide of the match could’ve turned so quickly.

COLE
Big move by The Natural!  He’s been in this position before he knows how one move, or one mistake can shift the entire direction of the match.

COACH
It just got shifted in favor of The Big E!

Wright grabs Singelton’s ankles and spreads his legs apart. He taunts him with a grin, and then curses him with anguish as he stomps down on his stomach. Next, Wright brings BOSS to his feet and throws him into the green ring ropes. After bouncing off Singleton is forced to hop the lowered body of Wright. But this carries him right into the closed fist of Theodore Moneymaker!

“BWHAHAHAHAHAAA!” Moneymaker is as pleased as punch to watch Singleton capsize as a result of his foul play.

COLE
Three time tag team champions versus the team that held the belt for one week. You might think the three time winners had a clear advantage, but Moneymaker and Wright are every bit The Blonds’ equal.

With a hold of SS’ finely gelled hair, CW hauls him off the mat again. He further weakens him with a series of throat thrust that leave BOSS gasping for air. His situation turns all the worse when CW whips him into a neutral corner. Singleton hits the ring posts with such powerful force that he’s propelled back towards Wright. The CFO of The Enterprise sends a dashing straight into his jaw, that twists and twirls him before brutally dropping him to the mat.

COACH
That was a punch! Don’t think just ‘cause my man reads Wall Street Journal he can’t jack ya life up.

Wright is quickly upon the fallen Singleton, bringing pain to his back with hard stomps. Double S tries his hardest to kick him away, but CW is able to avoid the weak attempt and merrily continues to punish his one time friend. Finally, Buzzlefoxer decides he’s had enough and decides to pull CW away to allow Singleton try and make a clean rise.

“Unhand me, elderly swine!” Wright shoves past Buzzlefoxer to gain hold of Singleton and drag him upright. With a vicious snarl, he cups a hand beneath Singleton’s square chin, and infuriates the fans by spitting in his face! Injury is added to insult when CW strikes his rival with a European Uppercut. Singleton is in no position to fight back, and in fact has difficulty staying upright. That doesn’t become much of problem as Wright snapmares him to the canvas. He then follows that up by driving his pleated khakis into BOSS’ skull with a double knee drop. Satisfied with nearly breaking Singleton’s face, CW goes for a pinfall.

ONE!

TWO!

Singleton kicks just a nanosecond before Buzzlefoxer’s hand hits the mat for a third time.

COLE
A close kickout by the three time tag team champion.

As, Singleton gets to his feet, Wright charges at him, looking to lacerate him with his trusty spear. But BOSS black tights stretch through the air in a leap frog, putting Wright on a collision course with the ring posts. Fortunately for him, he manages to turn the deadly posts to his advantage and leap onto the second rope. As BOSS turns to face him, Wright is already halfway through the air, cutting him down with a diving shoulder tackle! CW hooks his rival’s leg for another fall…

ONE!

TWO!

Once again BOSS finds a way to bring his shoulder off the mat. His entire body soon follows but he’s captured by Wright and thrown into the ropes. BOSS tries to stun CW with a standing sunsent flip, but the muscular financial guru refuses to be brought to the mat. Rather then wage a pointless war with The Natural, Double S lets him go free, and journeys towards the ropes. The cables spit him back towards Wright, who greets his return by capturing him into his arms. BOSS is spun like a disco ball before finally having his back shattered across Wright's outstretched leg by a tilt-a-whirl slam! The Natural roughly shoves his whimpering rival off his khaki pants leg and attempts a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Singleton kicks out, giving the fans quite the jolt of happiness as they expected him to fall victim to the pin. Singleton is whimpering in pain as his hands move to massage his injured back. But, CW pries his arm away from his wounds, using it as a rope to drag him upright. He then throws BOSS into the ropes. When the cables throw him back, Wright catches him with a lightening fast arm drag! The moment Singleton hits the mat, his screams are steady and loud. But their muffled by the two hundred twenty five pounds that lie across him for a pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

Singleton raises his shoulder from the mat, but not without incurring severe pain through his limbs. On the ring apron Blanchard sees that his partner is in dire need of help and thusly directs his rage and anager towards Wright.

“Come on, Wright, you wanna fight, let’s fight! I’m gonna mangle your face!” Blanchard shouts.

Annoyed by the disrespect shown to him, Wright marches over towards Blanchard to give him a solid pummeling. Problematically, Wright is the only one who gets a pummeling as Singleton smashes a wave of elbows into the back of Wright’s head. In the middle of the assault, the film auteur pauses to capture the perfect image of his archrival. But that taunt comes with an extreme price for BOSS; CW roars back to life with a punch to Singleton’s midsection doubling Singleton over in agony. From there CW snares him into an underhook and promptly rips him into the air. Nary a second later, Valentine is powered into the canvas at the hands of the [b]Nightmare On Wallstreet![/b]

“CHRISTIAN SUCKS! CHRISTIAN SUCKS!”

Sharing similar sentiments, Blanchard resumes his insulting of Wright. The Natural’s rage is again drawn out by Blanchard’s taunting and he returns to the Handsome Hustler to answer his challenges. But, lulled into a furious stupor by Blanchard’s annoyance, CW fails to notice the quiet approach of BOSS. Its only when he's spun around by the three time tag champion does he realize that something is amiss. By that time its much too late to stage a proper defense, as he's already being twirled through the air courtesy of the Swinging Neckbreaker! His frame slams into the mat with terrific impact, instantly draining all life from his body, and bringing out a large cheer from the audience.


While Ned laughes at CW’s misfortunes, his partner grabs onto the outside leg for a fall…

ONE!

TWO!

Moneymaker breaks up the pin by slashing the point of his elbow across Singleton’s head. Unfortunately he pays the price for his meddling when Simon loosens his teeth with a lunging palm strike! He falls through the ropes, landing on the apron with a hard thud as blood trickles through his lips. Thankfully he’s spared further thrashings as CW introduces Singleton to the canvas with a side Russian leg sweep! With Singleton laid out, Moneymaker is eager to get revenge and so applies the tag with The Natural.

“TEDDY SUCKS! TEDDY SUCKS! TEDDY SUCKS!”

Upon entering the ring, Moneymaker hauls his one time friend off the canvas and then sends him into a neutral corner. Moving with unusual agility, Singleton leaps onto the third rope to avoid a disastrous crash with the turnbuckles. Moneymaker is frustrated by Singleton’s avoidance of certain doom and rushes forward to push him off the turnbuckles. But his plans meet with failure when Singleton crashes into him with a diving cross body block! Buzzlefoxer gets down to his knees just as quick as his 90 year old limbs will allow and counts the pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

Wright’s Brooks Brother’s loafers save Moneymaker from an embarrassing loss. Unfortunately, Wright is taken right off those loafers by BOSS’ spinning sweep kick. With both Enterprise members laying battered and bruised on the canvas, Singleton has any easy time of tagging his partner into the ring.

“YEAAAAAAAA!”

COLE
And here comes Ned Blanchard, a superstar’s superstar.

COACH
And a deadbeats deadbeat.

Blanchard hits the ring a 5’10 ball of child support dodging fire! He plows through Moneymaker with a lariat, and then takes out an incoming Wright with a superb spinning muay thai mid kick! The fans are on their feet, boisterously cheering on the brazen gladiator. 

“BLANCHARD! BLANCHARD! BLANCHARD!”

Back on his feet Moneymaker dashes towards the Handsome Hustler with an axe handle smash. But Blanchard is ready for him and he halts his charge with a spinning kick to the mdisection. Moneymaker is left doubled over and daze and Blanchard is quick to capitalize on this. He snares his foe into a front 3/4th facelock and then sits out snapping his foe’s head right off his shoulder! His old boss timbers to the canvas like a redwood through a Northern California forest. His situation gets even worse as Blanchard leans over him and douses him with stinging trash talk. 

COACH
This ain’t the kinda dude we need representing the Anderson Cup. You already almost broke the man’s neck, why you gotta talk some smack about diversifying his bonds?

Finished with berating Moneymaker, Ned drapes his arms across his chest for a fall…

ONE!

TWO!

Once more CW is forced to save his boss by breaking up the fall. Again this comes with harrowing results for Wright as Blanchard temporally cripples him with basement dropkick. This capsizes CW to his knees and makes him a sitting duck for Nerdly's next cataclysmic move. Blanchard runs the ropes to build speed, and rushes back towards his foe. Once reaching CW he stabs his loafer directly into his face! A grotesque wad of spit flies out of CW’s mouth as he plummets back to mat. Blanchard hasn't a second to celebrate the defeat of his foe, due to the vexatious Moneymaker returning back to action to floor him with a shoulder block.

“BOOOOOOOOO!”

“So what am I supposed to do? Just never attack him?” Moneymaker wonders to the fans.

“……..”

COACH
Haha! Good job sir, you got em there.

Moneymaker dishes out a trifecta of stinging stomps to Blanchard’s noggin, as he arrogantly stares out at the rabid audience. Finished with his stompings, he sinks to his stomach where he's able to easily trap Blanchard into a grounded facelock. The Handsome Hustler instantly feels the horrible affects of this elementary hold, a crippling constriction on his neck and a difficulty in breathing. Five seconds into the move, Buzzlefoxer starts to inquire as to whether Ned wishes to submit or not. Of course Moneymaker, who's turned the move into a subtle chokehold, answers for him, telling the Jurassic zebra that his foe has indeed given up. Simon responds back for Ned, telling Moneymaker to keep his mouth shut.

COACH
I don’t like how just ‘cause they got a few fans on their side, The Blonds have felt its okay to start having opinions and thinking on their own. You ain’t never gonna be as well of as you were when you had a Yale graduate doing your thinking for you.

“LETS GO NED! LET’S GO NED! LET’S GO NED!”

In spite of the swell of support for his antagonist, Moneymaker is able to quell any resistance, locking the Handsome Hustler down in the center of the ring. Salvation seems so far away for Ned, as the entirety of his vision is engulfed by the thin sweat drenched body of the one time Anderson Cup winner. Moneymaker squeezes on the hold as tight as the referee's overbearing rules will allow, making an act as simple as breathing a grueling effort for the Los Angeles native. Knowing that his body can't stomach much more of this misery, Blanchard takes up the arduous task of rising to his feet. Despite The Messiah’s best efforts to keep him grounded, he's amazingly able to stand, renewing hope within him and the audience. Sensing that his hold is rapidly deteriorating, Moneymaker switches the position of his left arm, using it to trap Blanchard’s shoulder. This means the Handsome Hustler is faced with an uphill battle, now forced to fight back as a one armed man. Desperation and worry lining his face, tries to counter with a hail mary back drop. But the tycoon holds his ground, and effortlessly brings Blanchard back down to his level. He decides he's through with wasting his time with a submission hold, and would rather splatter Marvin's brain matter across the mat with his finisher [b]The Spear of Longinus [/b]. He roughly jerks him into the air, but at the very height of the move the agile wrestler shifts his body free and lands behind Moneymaker.

“YEAAAAAAA!”

Enraged by the escape, Moneymaker turns around to strike his foe with a stiff discus punch. But Blanchard is quicker on the draw and catches Moneymaker with a crowd popping overhand right. As Moneymaker stumbles backwards, wondering how he’d lost the advantage so quickly, Blanchard charges to the cables. Upon bouncing back he leaps upwards to catch Moenymaker in the makings of a Lou Thez Press. But The Billion Dollar Heir’s arms find their way around Blanchard’s waist and he spikes him into the canvas with a spine buster!

COLE
A devastating move from wrestling’s most hated man. Moneymaker was able to see the Thez press coming and adjust accordingly, a benefit of fighting someone you’ve worked with for years.

Moneymaker lays his body onto Ned’s for a pinfall that’s counted by ol Clemmy…

ONE!

TWO!

Blanchard kicks out right as the ref’s hand hits two, generating quite the cheer of approval from the audience. After failing to get the three count on that last pinfall attempt, an annoyed Moneymaker stands upright before his opponent has an opportunity to collect his bearings. Upon measuring Blanchard and zeroing in on the perfect target to hit, Moneymaker leaps into the air and extends his billion dollar knee out, dropping it onto the neck of Melvin as he lands! The Handsome Hustler painfully howls into the night sky, leading the worried spectators to clap their hands in unison to rally the babyface. However, Moneymaker is back on his feet and itching to inflict more damage to his old friend. He backs into the ropes, and bounces off, once again jumping as he nears Ned’s weakened body. This time he extends his fistful of dollars and sadistically smashes it across the neck of Blanchard. That leaves The Handsome Hustler unable to stop his foe from applying the tag to Wright.

COLE
A tag made to a man that you can say has been one of Moneymaker’s most loyal mouthpieces. Every one of the many controversial moves Moneymaker has made, Wright has stood behind without question.

Wright scrapes his overmatched enemy off the mat, and launches him into a neutral corner. Blanchard’s back is slashed through by the harsh posts, dumping further misery onto his battered body. The situation grows even worse when CW nearly shreds apart his pectoralis with a corner lariat. Blanchard staggers out the corner, wondering if anyone got the license plate of the truck that just hit him. Unfortunately the only response he gets is a bulldog that's speedily rolled over into a pinning predicament...

ONE!

TWO!
Blanchard musters up the strength to kickout the pin, which relieves the Boston  fans. Visibly annoyed,  Wright dumps a round of stomps into Blanchard’s arms. Seeing a purple bruise swell on Blanchard’s arm stokes blood lust in Wright and he hauls his foe off the canvas to inflict fatal damage to it. He crooks his arm beneath his shoulder preparing to unleash a single arm DDT. But he’s overcome by shock when Blanchard yanks his arm out his clutches! Still stunned, he doesn’t think to stop Blanchard from trapping him into a front facelock. However, Wright recovers just enough of his strength to shove his foe into the ropes. Unfortunately all this does is give Blanchard enough momentum to turn him inside out with a lariat! As the fans cheer, Blanchard falls back onto Wright for a pivotal pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

The Natural gets his shoulder off the canvas, and the fans are incredibly displeased.  Wright rises to an unsteady vertical base and eyes a tag with his partner. However his passage to freedom is blocked by Blanchard, who whips him to a neutral corner. Wright calls upon a rare show of agility by pressing hands onto the second rope and flipping himself vertically into the air. While that lets him avoid a crash with the turnbuckles it leaves him wide open to the painful dropkick Blanchard sends into his face. The fans are simply overjoyed at Wright’s horrible misfortune and loudly cheer the man who caused at. After Wright’s convulsing body settles, Blanchard goes for his latest pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

An elbow from Moneymaker breaks up the pin. The Billlion Dollar Heir realizes his partner can’t take any more moves like the one previous, and so he drags him near their corner where a tag is made.  Back in the ring, Moneymaker grabs hold of Blanchard’s thin blond hair and leads him to his feet. He swings the former tag champ over his right shoulder, and clamps onto his left leg, making escape all but impossible. Then Moneymaker jerks down on his victim's trapped leg, slamming him face first into the rock solid canvas. Clutching his bruised nose, Blanchard mutters under his breath, partially in pain and partially out of frustration for being bested by his former boss.

COLE
Emotion carried The Blonds at the start of this match-

COACH
But it ain’t doin them no good now! Intelligence is carrying the day!

Moneymaker pulls Ned off the canvas by his arm and throws him into the green cables. But to his surprise Blanchard comes back with a rush of energy and sunset flips him into a crowd popping pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

Moneymaker pops out of the pin, looking outraged that it even occurred in the first place.

COLE
Blanchard almost got one right there. You don’t have to win with a pretty move or a high impact move, you just have to win. It’s the victory that’s important. 

Despite being the one who was pinned, Moneymaker is back to his feet first and uses this advantage to drag his bone-tired foe off the mat. He cocks his fist and then plants it between Blanchard’s eyes, staggering his foe. This lets him wrap his arms around Blanchard’s waist to lift him horizontally into the air. After a brief pause he drops Blanchard downwards, crashing The Handsome Hustler onto his bent knee.  Ned hollers in pain, the agony spreading all throughout his back.

Moneymaker turns to the audience, “NOW YOU KNOW WHY THEY CALL ME THE MESSIAH!”

“BOOOOOOOO!”

With Moneymaker busy trading barbs with the fans, Blanchard tries to use that time to get to his feet. He grabs onto the ring ropes, employing them as aid. But halfway up, he’s struck in the back by a clubbing forearm from the Floridian. Two more forearms allow Moneymaker to take control of Blanchard, which he uses to drag him to the opposite corner and bash his face into the green and white ring posts. After hitting him with three hard shots, Moneymaker attempts to whip his foe to the opposite corner. But Blanchard amazingly manages to reverse the hold and Moneymaker finds himself slamming into the posts. More annoyingly he also must deal with Blanchard darting across the ring with arm raised for a lariat. But Moneymaker handles this in stride, raising his white boot to strike The Handsome Hustler right in his alluring face. Blanchard topples over, immediately downed by that awesome counter. Chuckling to himself, Moneymaker backs up to the second rope. He raises his hands to invite boos from the audience and then leaves his nest to drop the knee onto Blanchard’s head. A pinfall then follows…

ONE!

TWO!

But, Ned kicks out right as CW was ready to enter the ring for celebration.

“YEAAAAAAAAAAA!”

COLE
Great resiliency by Ned Blanchard! The Handsome Hustler telling Moneymaker you’re going to have do more to kill my dream, I’ll never lie down for you.

Moneymaker scrapes the Californian off mat, then drives his knuckle into his forehead. The attack knocks Blanchard loopy and into the waiting treachery of The Enterprise corner. Yearning to bring upon misery to his foe, Wright reaches over the ropes and hooks onto Blanchard’s arms. This allows his boss to ravage Blanchard’s midsection with unanswered  punches. After being subsequently chewed out by the fans his substandard officiating, Buzzelfoxcer calls for an end to the illegal double teaming. At Moneymaker's orders, Wright begrudgingly capitulates to the ref's demands.

“LET’S GO NED! LET’S GO NED! LET’S GO NED! LET’S GO NED!”

Acting on a renewed spurt of energy, Blanchard bursts forward at CPA. But acting to protect himself, Moneymaker shoves him backwards into the ringposts. And as Blanchard’s lifeless body slumps against the ring posts, Moneymaker runs in to crush his larynx with a lariat!

COLE
A hard shot by The Billion Dollar Heir!

Wrapping his arm around Ned’s head, a smiling Moneymaker takes him forward for a bulldog. But that infuriating grin disappears the moment The Handsome Hustler bridges backwards and crushes him with a devastating back suplex.

“YEAAAAAAAA!”’

COACH
No! Melody told me that Moneymaker’s bulldog isn’t reversible in No Homo! This game is broken! It needs a patch!

As Ned lies on the canvas, taking deep and labored breathes the audience knows he must make a tag to keep their dreams alive. With loud cheers and thunderous clapping they try to rally the Californian to action. Joined with the shouts of encouragement with Simon, the fans voices stir life in Ned and he begins his crawl to his corner. Out the corner of his eye Moneymaker sees what’s transpiring. Though he’d love to stop Ned, he feels Wright is the best man for the job and makes his own moves to the corner. 

COLE
Both superstars desperately trying to make that hot tag! Feel the drama of the Anderson Cup! 

Being healthier than Blanchard, Moneymaker reaches his corner first, and slaps the hand of Wright. The Natural rushes into the ring, ready to put the roadblock to Ned’s escape. But he’s just a second too late as The Handsome Hustler tags in BOSS!

“YEAAAAAAAA!”

Singleton overpowers Wright with a series of lunging chops that enable him to whip his foe into the ropes. CW bounces back and is promptly dropped by a leaping back elbow from the South Carolina born grappler. Moneymaker tries to come to his associates aid with a polish hammer, but Singleton casually discards him with a hip toss. While the fans cheer BOSS’ decimation of The Enterprise, Wright makes a slow return to his feet. His lethargy hurts him dearly, as Singleton is able to crunch his neck with a snap German Suplex.

COLE
Beautifully executed German Suplex. Simon is a true master maneuvers, an OAOAST version of a man of a 1000 holds.

Holding his hand to his sore neck, Wright gets to his feet as much to seek an escape as to fight back against BOSS. He can’t do either, however, as Singleton nearly breaks his jaw with a powerful superkick!

“YEAAAAA!”

BOSS makes the pinfall…

ONE!

TWO!

The Natural succeeds in lifting his shoulder off the mat at the very last moment.

COACH
Don’t let this one slip away, Mister Wright. You gotta show these chumps what’s really good.

Wright reaches his feet under his own power but still can’t find any offense as his arm is seized for an irish whip! However, he shifts his body weight to reverse the hold. But the technical wizard Singleton reverses the reversal and pulls Wright down into a short arm school boy! The pinfall is counted by Buzzlefoxer…

ONE!

TWO! 

Again Wright finds away to kickout. Singleton leaves the complaints over the count to the fans, as he brings his foe to his feet. An irish whip sets Wright on the run, and he bounces off the cables, heading back to the lowered body of Singleton. But Wright takes advantage of Singelton’s lowered position by striking him with a knee lift that knocks them both over to the canvas!

COLE
Oh my! Let’s hope the momentum of The Beverly Hills Blonds wasn’t stopped by that one.

COACH
Let’s hope it was! 

Both men lie about the canvas, each exhausted by their individual bursts of offense. Each man wants a tag, but with his position so close to his corner its Wright who claims this goal first. With some strength left he’s able to aid his associate in a double team; together they tug back and forth on the ropes building up the necessary momentum to propel Moneymaker over them with a splash! But on his descent their scheme goes horribly wrong as Singleton slides out the way!

“YEAAAAAAA!”

Spurred on by that avoidance, Simon continues his fight to reach the ropes. Now the dazed and enraged Moneymaker makes attempts to stop him, reaching out to tug on the white laces of his boots. But Moneymaker’s efforts are for naught and Singleton slaps the stretched hand of The Handsome Hustler. The fans burst with a huge pop as Blanchard enters the ring to face the rising Moneymaker. Ned batters him with several toe kicks, doing enough damage to whip him to the ropes. As The Billion Dollar Heir rebounds, Blanchard attempts to catch him with a spinning back elbow. But Moneymaker ducks the whirling strike and continues his run of the ropes. As he bounces back he takes to the air and drops Blanchard with a diving shoulder attack. Immediately upon his own landing, he lays atop Blanchard for a pin…

ONE!

TWO!

Blanchard kicks out and draws a great response from the fans in response. He makes a return to his feet and heads to the ropes. Bouncing back he intends on shoulder tackling his archrival, but The Billion Dollar Heir has him scouted and counters to lift him with an inverted atomic. Blanchard perfectly adjusts his game plan to this counter with a DDT! This would be a perfect pinning situation for Blanchard, but its all but ruined by the arrival of Wright. Before The Natural can bring any harm to the Californian he’s smacked by the running forearm smash of BOSS! Wright has little desire to incur further beatings from his one time ally and makes a hasty retreat to the outside.

“B-H-B! B-H-B! B-H-B!”

Singleton acknowledges the support of the audience with a thumbs up as he journeys up the rope. The Boston crowd’s cheers grow all the louder as Ned gets below him. Next Blanchard throws Singleton forward and the sentoning grappler land across Moneymaker’s chest to a large ovation!

COLE
They dropped The Atomic Blonde on him!

Normally their dominant finisher would lead to a three count, but not on this occasion as Clem is adamantly insisting that Singleton leave the ring at once.

COLE
Clem, c’mon now! You don’t want to decide the game do you?

Unconcerned with the complaints of both fans, Clem continues to call for Simon’s removal as though the very fate of the very world depended on it. His eyes widened to size of golf balls, his mouth opens to reveal chipped yellow teeth, the numerous lines on his forehead deepen, and enormous wads of spit fly out his mouth dancing in front of his strained and wrinkled face.  Beyond Clem’s single-minded obsession, Wright lies unnoticed with his trusted briefcase in tow. After one last glance to make sure Clem is locked into his insanity, CW winds up and clocks Blanchard with his case!

COLE
Damn it, no! No!

“BOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Apparently thinking the boo is the sound of one giant ghost, a startled Clem turns around only to find there’s no apparition just a KO’ed Ned. Thankful he doesn’t have to do any ghost busting, he drops down for a count.

[B]THE LIGHTS GO OUT![/B]

COLE
What on earth?

The fans haven’t any idea what’s going on. They don’t know if it’s a power outage, a clever ruse, or something far more sinister. But the chance for theorizing doesn’t last terribly long as the lights come up just as soon they came on. The ring is strangely minus the elderly referee, but in his place is the even stranger sight of Ragdoll standing behind Moneymaker with ring bell in hand.

RAGDOLL
PeEK a BOo I sEE you!

Alarmed Moneymaker turns around to stare into the caked makeup face of his constant tormentor. He assumes a defensive stance with raised fist, and his arms are raised ready to strike. His confidence is helped somewhat by Wright standing by his side, ready to war with the purple suited clown.

RAGDOLL
OhhhHOOhooo. I’m…not here to FiGHt YOu. I want to do a mAGic trick!

WRIGHT
A magic trick? Be you mad, or be you stupid? Get on with your childless shenanigans, low brow!

Ragdoll twirls his hand around the ring bell, trying with all his magical might to make the thing disappear into thin air. As his fingers comically circle the still visible bell, Wright and Moneymaker look on with barely hidden frustration. Ragdoll continues doing his best to wow them with his trick but they can take no more of his poor magicanship. They step forward to strip him of his bell, but he suddenly slashes them both with the bell!

“YEAAAAAAAA!”

POOOF

Just like that the crafty magician disappears in a shroud of green and purple smoke! With Ragdoll gone through the use of magic the fans can turn their attention to the BHB’s who have found Buzzlefoxer under ring wearing a battle helmet and clutching a bayonet!

“Sergeant, where are ya? Sergeant Wilkes where are ya? Is that you Sarge? Sarge don’t leave me here! Sarge! Sarge! Oh god! They’re coming for me! God damn it Charlie is on my ass! Charlies in the bush! Sarge, god damn it, Sarge don’t leave me here! Don’t leave me to die like this! Sarge you son of a bitch don’t you do this!”

NED AND SIMON
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Ned and Simon drag Clem out of war flashbacks by pulling him from beneath the apron and throwing him, bayonet and all, into the ring. Blanchard follows him in to hook Moneymaker’s leg for what could be a match winning pinfall…

CROWD
ONE!

CROWD
TWO!

CROWD
THREE!

“YEAAAAAAA!”

COACH
Man, that’s some ol bullshit! That’s some ol bullshit!

COLE
No that’s some justice. That what it is, Coach. Justice.
Blanchard is the happiest he’s ever been pumping his fist in celebration and dousing Moneymaker is some well deserved victorious trash talk. Simon is equally as excited putting his arm around his partner, and waving in triumph to the joyful audience.

BUFFER
Ladies and gentlemen... here are your winners... and, the 2009 ANDERSON CUP CHAMPIONS!!! The BEVERLY HILLS BLONDSSSS!

“YEAAAAAAAAA!”

Down the ramp comes Molly, holding the gaudy golden trophy and absolutely whooping for joy. The Blonds wave to her, eagerly awaiting both their manager and their gigantic trophy. But their joyful expression quickly turns dour when they notice [i]Spencer Reiger[/i] emerging through the back. Like a thief through the night New York’s finest sneaks behind Molly, and with one swift motion manages to sneak the trophy out her hands!

COLE
Come on! Did he really just do that?!

As the fans boo Spencer’s total lack of class, the one man triple threat merrily skips back up the stage waving and wagging the title like a little kids shows off a new toy. Once he reaches the top of the stage he turns back to Molly who has now been joined by the rightful owners of the trophy.

SPENCER
So you guys want this?

MOLLY, NED AND SIMON
Yes!

SPENCER
You really want this?

MOLLY, NED AND SIMON
Yes!

SPENCER
Oh. Too bad!

Spencer outrages both The Blonds and the audience alike when he chucks the trophy off the stage. Its not to water side either, as it lands on the concrete shattering into hundreds of pieces of splintered wood and chipped metal. Molly and her charges are left to stare with horrified eyes as a celebrating Spencer Stanky Legs his way backstage.

COLE
An unbelievable and disgusting epilogue to a great ending of the Beverly Hills Blonds and The Enterprise. But the fact remains that Spencer may have destroyed the trophy but he didn’t destroy what happened tonight. The Beverly Hills Blonds are your Anderson Cup champions!