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 Combat Zone Wrestling presents EVIL INTENTIONS Theme Song: "A Shogun Named Marcus" by Clutch
live on PAY-PER-VIEW from
~~ MAIN EVENT ~~ ###
-=- TAG TEAM STREET FIGHT -=- ###
-=- SINGLES MATCH -=- ###
-=- BULL ROPE BRANDING MATCH -=- ###
-=- FEAST OR FAMINE -=- ###
-=- GLOBAL TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH -=- ###
-=- X-DIVISION TITLE MATCH -=- ### -=-=-=-=-=-=- * cZw! * ****************************************************************
EIL INTENTIONS begins as the theme tune plays…"A Shogun Named Marcus" by Clutch. The fans are seen jumping around, as we scroll around the Jose Miguel Agrelot Coliseum in San Juan, Puerto Rico. Fireworks blast off as the crowd goes insane, almost rioting at the excitement for a Pay-Per-View in many of the guys hometown. The cameras then look on Daniels and Masters, commentators for Evil Intentions.
DANIELS: Hello and welcome to the first Pay-Per-View of the 2009 year here in CZW, we have one hell of a show for you tonight, including a first ever in CZW, Feast or Famine.
MASTERS: Sounds ominous, but it will contain 10 participants, four getting a Title match guaranteed, one getting FIRED! I bet Montana can’t wait to say those words.
DANIELS: We also have Titles on the line, Ace King and Gregory Grantham, Fiscus and Covey against Montana and Jackal in a STREET FIGHT!
MASTERS: Hell we even have branding iron’s folks, so don’t go anywhere, otherwise Jarred here will hunt you down and sing down your damn ears.
DANIELS: I have a great voice, dammit. Anyway, this is no American Idol, this is Combat Zone Wrestling baby and we are about to get underway…X Title on the line!
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-=- X-DIVISION TITLE MATCH -=-
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DANIELS: Ladies and gentlemen we are just about ready for the X Title match so let’s go to Jessica Towers in the ring.
TOWERS: This next match is set for one fall and is for the CZW X Championship.
"Nothing To Lose" by Billy Talent Then blasts throughout the arena as Jacob Havok makes his way through the curtains.
TOWERS: Introducing the challenger, weighing in at one hundred, seventy two pounds, he hails from Washington, D.C., he is THE EMO PRINCE, JACOB HAVOK!!!!
Havok gets in the ring and poses for the cheering fans.
"Bullet with Buttetfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins blares over the speakers as Mike Monroe makes his way out from the back, accompanied by Tatum Regan, to a huge pop from the crowd.
TOWERS: Introducing the X Champion, he weighs in at two hundred, one pounds. He hails from Tiffin, Ohio, he is FAITHLESS MIKE MONROE!!!!!!
Mike gets in the ring and poses for the fans. The two men shake hands, but Jessica hasn't left the ring yet for some reason.
TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that this match will have a SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE!
DANIELS: Oh wow, what a huge announcement! I wonder who it’s going to be…
After a few minutes of waiting, the anticipation killing the Puerto Rican crowd, Jarred’s questions are answered as the eponymous words “This broadcast is now available in HIGH DEFINITION” are said over the P.A. system, and a short time later, “Ladies and Gentlemen” begins to play. The crowd explodes as Cage Stryker makes his way out to the entrance ramp, pyro exploding all around Cage, who is wearing a CZW referee shirt.
TOWERS: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE… FROM Hollywood, California… HE IS Mr. HIGH DEFINITION… CAGE STRYKER!!!
Stryker makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with fans on his way down to the ring. Mike and Jacob appear to be somewhat confused as to why exactly Cage is down there. Nevertheless, Cage pumps the crowd up once more before making the signal to the bell attendant at ringside to ring the bell to officially start the match.
DANIELS: Well here we go, Masters, this match will be interesting seeing as it is between two members of Beautiful Agony. Monroe locks up with Havok now, Havok throws Monroe into the ropes and Monroe comes running back but Havok jumps over the top of Monroe and comes back with a drop kick, sending Havok to the mat.
MASTERS: Monroe picks Havok up nails a snap suplex on Havok. MONROE GOES FOR THE PIN!!!
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DANIELS: That was close, Monroe almost had this match won right there. Monroe picks up Havok but Havok reverses it and begins punching Monroe in the mid section. Havok goes for the D.I.F.H. twist of fate but Monroe reverses it into a reverse DDT.
MASTERS: Monroe climbs the turnbuckle, what is he doing now? Monroe sets up and leaps off …. SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!!!
DANIELS: OH AND HAVOK SLIDES OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME! Monroe just hit the mat hard right there. Monroe staggers back to his feet as Havok runs up on him but Monroe ducks out of the way and Havok goes flying through the ropes and on to the outside.
MASTERS: Monroe walks out on the apron and sets up. ASAI MOONSAULT!!! Monroe drags Havok over and drapes his lifeless body over the security railing. Monroe climbs up on the security railing and nails a leg drop. BAH GOD THAT HAD TO HURT!!!
FANS: C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!!
DANIELS: Monroe drags Havok to the ring apron and throws him into the ring. Stryker appears to be merely observing the events of the match as Monroe slides in the ring, picks up Havok and sets him on top of the turnbuckle. Monroe climbs up with him and executes a top rope hurricanrana.
MASTERS: Mike Monroe seems to be in control of this match so far. Monroe walks over to Havok and reaches down…Havok grabs Monroe….SMALL PACKAGE PIN!!!!
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DANIELS: Havok looks frustrated at this point, he picks up Monroe and nails him with a DDT. Again, Cage is staying out of the way and allowing them to fight it out. Havok then climbs the ropes and signals to the crowd, this could mean he is going to attempt the agony moonsault. HE HIT IT!!! HAVOK GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
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MASTERS: Havok is arguing with Cage now, but Mr. High Definition just tries to tell him to continue fighting the match in a nonchalant manner. Havok turns around and gets nailed with a shining wizard. Monroe runs at the ropes and bounces off, here he comes….SHOCK TRAUMA!!!!!
DANIELS: Mike Monroe with the 720 DDT on Havok. Havok is down again. Monroe sees his opportunity and locks in the BURN NOTICE!!!!! CAGE STRYKER IS IN PLACE NOW!!!! HAVOK IS FIGHTING FOR DEAR LIFE!!!! CAGE HOLDS HIS HAND IN THE AIR…..
IT DROPS
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ONE MORE TIME….IT DRO—NO!!!! HAVOK FIGHTS IT OFF!!!!
DANIELS: HE FIGHTS IS WAY OVER TO THE ROPES AND CAGE ORDERS MIKE TO BREAK THE HOLD!!!!
MASTERS: Monroe is livid now as he slams his fists on the mat is great frustration. Monroe turns around….
THWACK!!!!
DANIELS: SUPERKICK!!!! Stryker jumps at the pure impact of the kick, and Monroe is out on the mat now. Havok nails a standing moonsault on Monroe. Havok picks him up and attempts the twist of fate but Monroe reverses it into a reverse DDT. Havok is out again, Monroe sets up for the finish now, just waiting for Havok to get back up.
MASTERS: Havok staggers to his feet, Monroe bounces of the ropes and runs at Havok for that Shock Trauma 720 DDT but Havok counters it….
D.I.F.H. TWIST OF FATE!!!!!
DANIELS: Havok goes for the cover…
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DANIELS: Havok wins!!! Havok is the new X Champion!!!
TOWERS: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND THE NEW CZW X CHAMPION….THE EMO PRINCE….JACOB HAVOK!!!!!!
DANIELS: What a jam packed match and we have a new X Champion. The special guest referee Cage Stryker is leading the fans in a "BA! BA! BA!" chant as both men get back to their feet, Mike looks at Jacob and they embrace with a hug. Havok holds Monroe’s hand in the air, what a display of sportsmanship here tonight and we have much more to come.
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(CZW cameras cut backstage where we see "The Real Deal" Rob Wright watching the PPV from his locker room. Rob cracks open a can of soda, just as someone knocks on his locker room door. Rob gets up. Walks over to the door. Opens it, and standing there is Ryan Lewis.)
Rob Wright: Lewis....what the hell are you doing here?
Ryan Lewis: I was wondering if I could get your comments about what happened last week when you made your return to the CZW?
(Rob opens the door to let Ryan Lewis inside his locker room. Rob returns to the chair he was sitting in. As Ryan takes a seat in another chair.)
Rob Wright: It felt great, Ryan. It felt great to be in front of all the CZW fans once again.
Ryan Lewis: Actually, I was talking about Tim Timmons coming out and offering you a spot in The Players Club. Have you made a decision yet?
(Rob looks at Ryan with an annoyed look on his face.)
Rob Wright: That's the question that everyone has been asking me. Everywhere I go it's....Are you joining? I have told everyone the same thing I'm gonna tell you, Ryan. I don't know what I'm gonna do. On one hand you have probably one of the greatest collections of wrestling talent in The Players Club. I mean just look at who they have. Caleb Walker, Justin Marsham, The Impaler, one of the most dominating tag teams in the CZW...Total Mayhem, and last but not least. The Chairman of CZW, Derek Damage. All I can say is that this is gonna be one of the most difficult decisions that I have ever had to make. Then, on the other hand...I really haven't done so well by myself.. I never could get to that next step, so maybe joining would be the best move for me.
(You can hear the crowd boo as Rob says that.)
Ryan Lewis: Ok. Enough about that. Let's talk about next week on Overdrive. You make your long awaited return to action.
(The camera shows Rob, who nods his head yes. Then, there is another knock on the door. Rob walks over and opens the door, and standing there is "Canada's Finest" Tim Timmons.)
Rob Wright: Damn....Timmons. First it was last week on Overdrive. Then you follow me to that bar. Now, you show up at my locker room. I'll say this nice and slow so even you can understand. (He gets right in Timmons' face.) I.......don't......like......guys. I'm......married.
(Tim looks at Rob who has a huge smile on his face but looks at Tim and quickly changes his expression.)
TT: Ha..Ha...Look Rob I asked you last week to team up with me and Justin Marsham on our rise to the top of CZW. Now I have been sitting here being paitent but I must warn you I don't take kindly of waiting for long peroid of time. Rob not only am I planning on walking out with the Intercotenental Championship title shot but I also plan on walking out with an answer from you so tell me what is it going to be.......
Rob Wright: Timmy....Timmy....Timmy. Did you honestly think by barging into MY locker room. Demanding an answer, that I would actually get one? I really hate to be the one to burst your bubble, but I don't take demands from nobody. Do you understand that? I'll tell you what...I have come to a decision. I have made my choice, but your gonna have to wait until Overdrive to get an answer. The one thing I don't get is why you are here...harrassing me, when you have the opportunity of a life time tonight. (Rob gets in Timmons' face.) My suggestion is that you remove yourself from my locker room...before I do it myself.
(The locker room gets quiet as the two men have a staredown. The silence is broken when Timmons says...)
TT: Your lucky I have a match tonight, or I would beat the shit out of you. Right here....right now. I'll see you this Thursday.
(Timmons proceeds to Rob's locker room. Rob looks into the camera and says.)
Rob Wright: That's if he doesn't get fired.
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-=- GLOBAL TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH -=-
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The fans are on the edges of their seats in anticipation for the next bout, as we go to ringside.
Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the CZW GLOBAL TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!”
‘As I Am’ by Dream Theater plays, and eventually Brian Blaze and Mortius emerge on the ramp. Brian looks stoked and Mortius looks all-business. They nod to each other and head down towards ringside.
Towers: “Introducing first, the challengers, ‘Mr. Entertainment,’ Brian Blaze and Mortius… DISASTERPIECE!!”
Loud cheers ring out for the tandem as they head towards the ring, Blaze tagging the hands of the ringside fans. They enter the ring and Mortius turns his attention to the stage, starring daggers at it even as his partner poses for the fans a bit more. The lights darken to an eerie blue and ‘Born in a Burial Gown’ blares out, the reaction of the crowd instantly turning to jeers. Ezra and Jakob Mayhem slowly walk out onto the stage, their title belts prominently displayed around their waists.
Towers: “And introducing their opponents, the CZW GLOBAL TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONS, Jakob and Ezra… TOTAL MAYHEM!!”
Side-by-side, the brothers stalk towards the ring with wicked grins on their faces. They each move up to opposite corners, walking up the ring-steps and entering, surrounding their opponents. Mortius and Blaze stand back to back, Mortius coolly eyeing Ezra while Blaze looks on to Jakob, taking a defensive stance. Simultaneously, the brothers take off their title belts, suddenly tossing them aside and rushing their opponents!
*ding-ding!*
Daniels: “And there’s the bell, Total Mayhem going off immediately! Jessica Towers barely had enough time to get out of the middle of that melee!”
Masters: “And the champs have the challengers on the defensive! Jakob drags Blaze to the corner and slams him back into it, applying a choke-hold! Mortius and Ezra are trading fists right in the center there! Ezra with the Irish whip, and Mortius with the reversal!”
Daniels: “Mortius charges in, following him…running kneelift! Ezra falls to the outside! Mortius over now to help his partner, driving a forearm across the back of Jakob. Brian Blaze now kicking away at the Mayhem brother, stomping at the knee. Mortius and Blaze now with the double-team, whipping Jakob in, Mortius catches him…sidewalk slam and Brian Blaze with an inverted rocker-dropper at the same time! Excellent move by the two calling themselves ‘Disasterpiece,’ now! Looks like they’re really starting to click!”
Masters: “Mortius steps out and Brian begins working over Jakob, dropping a pair of elbows onto Mayhem, now locking in a chinlock.”
Daniels: “Doesn’t look like Mayhem is going to take that lying down, no pun intended! Jakob making his way to his feet, and Blaze keeping the hold locked on. The much larger Mayhem forces him off and into the ropes, throws up a big boot! Blaze ducks! Rebounds off the far side..FLYING FOREARM!”
Masters: “OUCH! You mean flying-face-to-boot! Jakob counters by kicking a flying Blaze in the face!”
Daniels: “Blaze rolls over onto his stomach and Jakob drags him over to his corner by the hair. Tag to his brother, and Ezra enters as Jakob pulls Blaze up. Backbreaker! Jakob holds him…Ezra with a HUGE fist-drop right to Blaze’s face! Here’s the pin!”
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Masters: “Not quite enough, this Blaze is a tough kid! Ezra kicks him in the ribs while he’s down now, and he drops a big elbow!”
Daniels: “Ezra now taunting Mortius as he pulls Blaze up…OH GOD!”
Masters: “Blaze with a cheap shot! And these people love it!”
Daniels: “Brian Blaze with an uppercut right to the groin of Ezra Mayhem..a BLATANT low-blow, but very effective nonetheless! Both men slowly struggling to get to their feet, and Blaze with a leaping enziguri! Ezra slowly collapses, and Blaze looks to be crawling for a tag! NO! Jakob Mayhem rushes across and decks Mortius, then stomps Blaze right on the back of the head! He drags Blaze over as the referee tries to direct him back to the corner, but Mayhem doesn’t look like he cares what the official has to say about it!”
Masters: “And Ezra is back up. Tag to Jakob as he tosses Blaze up into the corner, and it looks like they might be going for a double superplex! And it connects!!”
Daniels: “Jakob with the pin!”
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Masters: “And Ezra is up now, he pegs Mortius with a huge right, staggering him. Jakob up now as well, the two Mayhem brothers raining fists into Mortius!”
Daniels: “They take him down, now kicking him out of the ring to the outside. Ezra back to his corner and Jakob picking up Blaze, setting him up for…could it be? Lights Out!? Jakob with a throat-cut gesture and he sets him up for it! REVERSED! Blaze with a hurricanrana!! Both men are down, and both of their partners are back to their corners, beckoning for a tag!”
Masters: “Jakob staggers up and heads to his brother, and Blaze crawls towards Mortius… Mayhem with the tag! Blaze dives forward and tags in Mortius!!”
Daniels: “Mortius is on fire! Huge clothesline on Ezra! Jakob rushes in, and Mortius with a big scoop-slam! Jakob to his feet and Mortius with a series of fists, backing him to the ropes! The Irish whip, and a knee to the gut on the rebound sends Jakob flipping to the mat! Ezra from behind, he whips Mortius around and grabs him by the throat! Chokeslam!! BLAZE OUT OF NOWHERE! MISSILE DROPKICK!!”
Masters: “Where did Brian Blaze come from!? NOW what are they doing!? Mortius lifts Blaze up in a military press and slams him onto Jakob with an assisted senton!”
Daniels: “Now, working together, they throw Jakob into the turnbuckle! Blaze stomps on Ezra, kicking him to the outside. Mortius has Jakob, climbing up…setting him up for the Mortius Slam! Mortius points at Blaze and then leaps! Brian Blaze charges and slides! MORTIUS SLAM ONTO BLAZE’S KNEES!! The look of agony on Jakob Mayhem’s face says it all; That was brutal!! The fans here love it!”
Masters: “Mortius going for a pin!”
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Daniels: “Desperation move there, but it kept the champs in the match! Blaze rushes the ring apron and-OH!”
*SMASH!*
Daniels: “VILE chair-shot by Ezra! Mortius rolls to the outside and comes round the ring now, but Ezra is ready! He THROWS the chair! Mortius ducks, but Ezra follows it up with a clothesline, taking Mortius down! Now Ezra going for the steel ring steps, pulling them free! He raises them over Mortius’ face…NO! OH, GOD!”
Masters: “Mortius BARELY moved in time! The steps smash into the floor and Mortius scrambles, tackling Mayhem down to the floor, the two of them trading blows!”
Daniels: “Meanwhile, in the ring, Blaze and Jakob are recovering slowly. They catch sight of eachother and both rush eachother at the same time! Jakob throws a running martial-arts style kick, but Blaze ducks! He rebounds…BLAZING ARROW!!!”
Masters: “Blaze with the pin! We could have new champions!!!”
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Masters: “Blaze has the referee up and back in the ring! He looks out to his partner but apparently decides to go for the pin!”
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Daniels: “Horrid timing there, Blaze probably would’ve had the pin! Now he’s going to go up to the top!”
Masters: “Speaking of that, Ezra and Mortius are battling it out on the stage now, and they’re both very near the edge!! Ezra with a knee to the gut! He’s going to powerbomb Mortius off the stage!!”
Daniels: “He lifts, no, Mortius blocks it! Mortius shrugs out of the hold and lifts Ezra up over his shoulder…MORTIUS SLAM!!!”
Masters: “OFF THE STAGE AND ONTO A PILE OF EQUIPMENT CRATES!”
Daniels: “My GOD!! Those crates went flying everywhere and Ezra and Mortius could be severely hurt after that fall! Blaze hops down off the turnbuckle…it looks like he’s concerned about his partner! He’s going to go make sure he’s alright, I think!”
Masters: “Uh-oh, you mean he WAS!”
Daniels: “Jakob just exploded from the ground into a huge lariat, taking Blaze out of his boots! The crowd shows their disapproval, but we all know that Mayhem doesn’t care what they think! He’s now positioning Blaze…could it be? Yes! LIGHTS OUT!!”
*CRASH!*
Masters: “That is not going to feel good in the morning, Daniels!”
Daniels: “The morning doesn’t matter, but the next three seconds do!”
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Daniels: “Total Mayhem retains! Jakob now retrieves both belts and heads out to the wreckage. Mayhem shoves the EMTs away from his brother and lifts him into a fireman’s carry. With a glare in his eyes, he moves up the ramp, carrying the titles AND his fallen brother.”
Masters: “What a match! The challengers gave it all and nearly had the belts, but in the end I think it was the experience factor that the Mayhems have as a team that proved to be the deciding factor!”
Daniels: “Not to mention their ruthlessness! Blaze was concerned about his partner, and Jakob basically ignored the fact that Mortius could’ve crippled his brother!”
Masters: “And you see who it is with the titles, right?”
Daniels: “…bah. Morality aside, that was a classic to be sure!
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-=- FEAST OR FAMINE -=-
1. Eddie Rowan
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Daniels: Well, it’s time for the ten man feast… or… famine match. As you can see four poles are extending from the turnbuckle each with a briefcase at the top, and one dangling from the middle, two ladders are on the outside to be used for that one. Five briefcases, four with title shots, one with your marching orders, its CZWs version of Russian roulette and we have a great mix of competitors and styles from all across the board here, from debutants to veterans, high flyers to powerhouses, this match has it all. Oh and now we hear New Breed coming over the speakers, I guess McNally and Rowan are coming down together
Masters: Of course they are, start as you mean to go on, these guys will be fighting this as a team!
Daniels: And here are the men themselves, coming down the… no wait, they aren’t coming down the ramp, they have both made their way over the side of this stage to the setting area about ten feet below, is there a camera down there?… Yes, they are… setting up tables? All around that area down below, bunching them up and double stacking them, they aren’t stopping as Wont Back Down hits and the return of Mike King sends this crowd cheering, he looks down at the two members of the Whole Damn Show as they continue their task. King goes to the ring and jumps onto the first rope genuflecting to the fans.
Masters: And here comes Krimson Blaze
Headstrong begins to play and Blaze makes his way out, McNally jumps up at a low point in the ramp and Blaze goes into a defensive position, McNally puts his hands up and starts speaking to him, pointing at the tables they are setting up, after a few minutes Blaze nods and heads over with him to the technicians section where the tables are being set up, leaving King looking perplexed in the ring
Daniels: I wish I could have heard what McNally said, and what’s Blaze thinking of working with him?
Masters: You mean what is Bryan thinking of working with Blaze surely, and now he’s going to the fans at the barriers over there and asking them… for their chairs?
Daniels: It seems so, and his request is being answered as a flurry of chairs are thrown into the bay, Krimson picking them up and laying them on the stacked tables, there has to be at least fifteen or twenty there, it’s a mountain of tables. But while that is happening, Tim Timmons has made his way down to the ring to the cheers of these fans, Timmons of course now going under the guise of ‘’Canada’s Finest, and since he had done, really has stepped up his game.
Masters: King and Timmons in the ring waiting for the next competitor who is…?
Atreyus ‘’becoming the bull’’ hits and the crowd raise the roof as Kirkland comes out, his belt held high as he looks over to the three men in the bay throwing chairs on to the tables, he hit’s the ring and waits in a corner, looking around him at the cases above
Daniel: Brian Kirkland of course being the only current champion involved in this match
Masters: Yeah, he shouldn’t be here, he’s just greedy
Indestructible by Disturbed plays and the crowd boo as Impaler steps out, he heads down the ramp, but near the end is stopped as Krimzon Blaze, Bryan McNally and Eddie Rowan have ran down the space between the ramp and the crowd and stand in front of Impaler, who looks unconcerned at the sight of the three man in front of him
Daniels: They aren’t attacking him, McNally again stepping forward and talking to Impaler, what ARE they saying, Impaler nods and heads towards the ring, THE OTHER THREE ARE HEADING BACK TOWARDS THE RAMP? I don’t understand
Masters: Impaler hasn’t got into the ring, he’s grabbed one of these ladders and is heading back up the ramp, now all four are waiting at the curtain
I will be heard by Hatebreed kicks off
Daniels: Well looks like the debutant Psyko Steve is walking into a world of hurt in his first on screen appearance, where is he?
Steve is suddenly seen running through the crowd, biting towards the fans, intimidating then as they back away from his eerie visage. He jumps the barrier and heads to the ring, where King, Kirkland and Timmons wait, ‘’Psyko’’ rolls into the ring and sinks down into the available corner, staring around his competition.
Daniels: What a strange looking individual, and one that in the buildup to the match has showed he is not to be trifled with, but Phenomenon hits and it’s time for ‘’Krazy’’ Chris Ross and Kimo to make their appearen… OH MY GOD! Impaler just levelled both men with that ladder!
Masters: This is obviously what this had been leading up to, as all four men start laying in boots to the downed Ross and Kimo, McNally and Rowan picking up Ross and McNally setting up for a piledriver… with a spike applied by Rowan, Ross is out and Kimo isn’t fairing too well against Blaze and Impaler as Impaler hit’s a suplex which is followed up by a standing moonsault from Blaze, now Impaler has picked up Kimo and McNally has picked up Ross
Daniels: HOLY SHIT! BOTH MEN GO OFF THE STAGE AND THROUGH THOSE TABLES AND CHAIRS! They’re broken and these fans are letting their feelings be known
FU-KING-AWE-SOME (clap clap clapclapclap) FU-KING-AWE-SOME (clap clap clapclapclap)
A replay shows on the combatron from the angle in the bay, Ross and Kimo are seen flying down from below, crashing through the tables with only steel chairs and concrete to break their fall, splinters and twisted metal are surrounding them as Kimo and Ross lie motionless. Nine Inch Nails ‘’last’’ starts to play and Justin Marsham walks out onto the stage, he surveys the scene as the four men look down at the devastation they have caused and sees Ross down below, He yells out and the men turn
Daniels: Marsham is shouting instructions at these men, and it looks like they’re following as they grab the ladder and set it up at the side, looking down at Ross. The four men hold it steady as Marsham climbs to the top, we know that Ross got Marsham put into prison and this is his return after his release, and it looks like he’s going to take they opportunity to get a little payback
Marsham goes right to the top of the ladder, held rock steady by Impaler, McNally, Rowan and Blaze. He looks down at the height and takes several deep breath before…
Daniels: HE DID IT! Marsham just jumped twenty feet with a leg drop on Ross, Justin’s hurting, but that’s nothing compared to the pain Ross must be in, I think he’s out of this match as Marsham limps down the side of the ramp and the other four men finally step into the ring.
Masters: and these nine men are just staring at each other waiting for the bell…
DING DING
Daniels: And here we go, all alliances out the window as McNally and Rowan turn to Impaler and floor him with a double clothesline, Kirkland grabs Marsham and throws him to the outside, following straight after him. We know that Marsham and Kirkland had an amazing match at the last PPV, and I guess Kirkland’s eager to start where he left off.
Masters: The returning Mike King goes for the rookie Steve and lands a metallica kick, sending Steve down, and the crowd cheer as Krimzon Blaze goes after his long time rival Tim Timmons by jumping on the nearby ropes and landing a springboard dropkick on him.
Impaler gets picked up by Rowan and McNally, who stand at either side of him and start taking turns punching him in the face, after a few seconds however Impaler ducks back and comes in, taking both men down with a double shoulder tackle, but is quickly floored himself when he tries to get back up by a flying Timmons
Daniels: After a few punches Blaze caught Timmons with a hurricanrana there, sending him into Impaler, as Steve has been raised and hit with kick after kick from King, but he manages to grab Kings leg on the up and hits an elbow into it, King reels back and gets hit with a belly to belly from ‘’Psyko’’, on the outside Kirkland is taking full advantage of Marshams hurt tailbone from his ladder flight by performing an atomic drop, following up by reaching under the apron and pulling out a chair
Masters: Trust the Hardcore Champion to start this off with weapons
Daniels: And you don’t think Ross and Kimo getting thrown to twenty tables and chairs was starting it with weapons?
Masters: That was before the bell, that doesn’t count
Kirkland lands a solid shot to the crown of Marshams head and slides back into the ring where Timmons and Impaler are still down and McNally is helping Rowan back to his feet, Krimzon Blaze starts running towards the two men
Daniels: Blaze gets knocked down HARD by Kirklands chair using Blaze’s own momentum against him as McNally lifts his Rowan up over his head and THROWS him towards Kirkland, Rowans flight catching Brian unawares as he goes down to the crossbody. Steve has his finisher The Psyko Lock applied to Mike King, who is in pain, but of course tap outs mean nothing in this match.
Timmons finally gets up and sees McNally with his back turned to him, he sneaks up and leaps in the air to cover McNallys height and hits him with a reverse DDT, getting up quick he starts to lay the boot into McNallys right knee
Daniels: Going after the vertical base on a man that big is incredibly smart, but Rowan sees what’s happening and runs up behind, hitting a bulldog, sending Timmons down, he checks on his partner
Masters: And it looks like Steve thinks he’s done enough damage to King as he releases that hold and makes his way up the turnbuckle, to be the first man to make a play for a case
Daniels: But to no avail, as Impaler was back on his feet unnoticed and with amazing agility that betrays his size he runs over and scales the turnbuckle so quickly, grabbing the reaching Steve around the waist
Masters: Release german suplex! The momentum of which has sent Steve FLYING out of the ring to the mats outside
Kirkland gets back up only to be tripped from the outside by Marsham, who finally made it to his feet. He is then dragged to the outside onto Justins shoulders, in a firemans carry, he performs the manoeuvre ending in Kirklands neck smashing off of Marshams knee. Inside Krimzon Blaze raises up, feeling his forehead to make sure there is no blood, and, seeing Kirkland down on the outside, runs towards the ropes and leaps over to the excitement of the fans, landing a big splash on the Hardcore Champ. Inside the ring Impaler and Timmons get up and start throwing left and rights at each other, Impaler coming off better, hitting a side slam and following up with a legdrop.. Rowan finally helps McNally back to his feet, just in time to see Impaler heading up the turnbuckle, reaching for the case. McNally goes over and turns to face the ring before stepping to the first turnbuckle, lifting Impaler into his shoulders
Daniels: POWERBOMB! Impaler rolls to the outside, leaving a recovering Mike King and a downed Tim Timmons in the ring as Marsham and Blaze continue the beatdown to the champ outside, Steve is nearly up, Impaler is out of it and Ross of course is still up top. Eddie and Bryan take advantage of the situation with Bryan going to a corner and climbing the turnbuckle with Eddie spotting down below, keeping watch. MCNALLY IS JUST ABOUT THERE… YES, MCNALLY TAKES THE FIRST CASE OF THE MATCH!
The ref jumps in, flipping through some tags that he took from his back pocket, he finds Bryans name and adds the tag to the case and takes it from him. Eddie makes his way to the next turnbuckle with Bryan following behind
Daniels: NO! King trips Eddie out of nowhere and drags him to the outside, where they start brawling, McNally, who should be out of this match, is following after, he reaches out for King
Masters: IMPALER! Clothesline to the back of McNallys head, taking him down, Timmons is back up and goes to the outside to grab Blaze, who had stopped the beatdown on Kirkland, and had just enziguri kicked Marsham to take him down
Timmons and Blaze are now trading blows, but Brian Kirkland has struggled back to his feet and spins Timmons, punching him towards the ramp, Steve is back up in time to get careered into by McNally after he got Irish whipped by the huge Impaler, but Steve is quickly back out and runs towards Impaler, chopping him as they move towards Kirkland and Timmons, Rowan and King break up as King notices Timmons getting the upper hand on his old partner and rushes over to help, Rowan sees the downed McNally and heads towards him and help him up, but before he does Marsham, runs from around the corner, taking out Rowan with a clothesline, picking him back up he locks up with him, all seven men that are standing so close eventually turn on each other and break into a mass fight
Daniels: I can’t even see what’s going on, I think McNally’s still down, but the rest are just throwing punches at anyone that they can reach, it’s a cluster f**k in there… sorry about the language, but there is no other way to describe this
Masters: Wait, look at Blaze!
Blaze has went into the ring, seemingly forgotten in the rabble, he has a chair in his hand, which he sets up close to the rope leading on to the group, runs towards the opposite rope, bounces off to get up speed
Daniels: He jumps to the chair… to the rope… KRIMZON STAR SPLASH!!! Taking out every man in the group, Blaze rolls off them and slowly makes for the remaining ladder at ringside, he slides it in before following and sets it up under the middle case, he looks wiped after performing that AMAZING move
Blaze starts his ascent up the ladder, halfway up the group outside starts to shuffle as a few get their wits back, when he is near the top Tim Timmons suddenly bursts from the pack and slides into the ring, scaling the ladder on adrenaline alone. He reaches Blaze and starts throwing haymakers, Blaze trying to hold on to save falling from the ladder, Timmons pulls Blaze over the ladder
Daniels: He’s getting ready for the Canadian Driver
Master: WOW! Impaler out of nowhere just came up and tipped that ladder.
Timmons and Blaze fall to the outside, right in front of us. Blaze coming off worse thanks to his position, Impaler looks to the outside to see the rest coming to life, Mike King sees Impaler heading towards a corner and picks himself up and runs towards Impaler, but Impaler ducks and King lands in a spin and turns into Impalers hand, which locks around his throat…
Daniels: CHOKESLAM! King is down and Impaler heads back towards the turnbuckle, but Kirkland has gotten up jumps into the ring, grabbing the ladders, he runs towards Impaler, What? Impalers running towards him, theirs no fear in his eyes… FLYING LARIET clearing the ladder and nearly taking Brians head off, Impaler grabs the ladder from atop Kirkland and sets it up, climbing right to the top, standing in the foremost step of that ladder, which is swaying, he’s nearly there….
Masters: But Rowan’s in there and he RUNS up that ladder, jumping into a sunset flip, powerbombing Impaler to the mat HARD!
Daniels: and in front of us it looks like Krimzon Blaze is SOMEHOW getting to his feet after that fall from the ladder, even Timmons isn’t moving
Eddie Rowan stands in the ring, making sure everyone is down, but Marsham and Steve are up, McNally, not officially in this match anymore is still down after having eight men land on him, Rowan waits in the ring for Marsham and Steve, Marsham slides in
Daniels: NO! Steve grabbing Marshams ankle and stopping him getting in, pulling him back to the outside, what is this man thinking?
Masters: He’s either trying to make a name by attacking everything that moves, or, it’s simply him living up to his moniker.
Daniels: Either way, Steve locks up with Marsham and the two jockey for position on the outside, Eddie looks on and shrugs, stepping over the Impalers prone body as he makes his way to the corner nearest us here, scaling the turnbuckle he reaches for the belt… his fingers wrapping around that handle… WHAT THE HELL! KRIMZON BLAZE, OUT OF NOWHERE SETTING ROWAN ONTO HIS SHOULDERS ON TOP OF THAT TURNBUCKLE…. KODE OF SILENCE! FROM THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE!
Masters: WOW! Even I’M impressed, Blaze now making a play for that case himself as Rowan is out cold on the outside he reaches up…
For Whom The Bell Tolls hit’s the speakers and the crowd boo the arena down and Blaze stops in his tracks looking up the ramp as Jesse Montana steps through the curtain and begins a walk down the ramp, past Marsham who has applied the executioners song to Steve, who is screaming in agony, past McNally who has raised back up and is staring at the advancing Jesse who ignores him as he walks around the ring to where Eddie Rowan is out on the floor and looks up at Krimzon Blaze, who’s body is frozen in the process of reaching for the case as he looks down at Jesse
Masters: YES! Our G.M is here, things just got good
Daniels: Things so far have been AMAZING without the presence of Montana, what’s he doing here, he should be thinking of his match later against Covey and Fiscus, not interrupting high calibre matches
Jesse points to Blaze and can be heard shouting ‘’YOU WANT ME?… COME GET ME!’’
Blaze looks towards the crowd, then to Jesse, then to the case almost in his reach, his eyes narrow as he takes a fantastic leap from the top of the turnbuckle, taking down Jesse with a hurricanrana, Jesse gets back up quickly, shaking his head, trying to recover, Blaze runs towards him but Montana hit’s a drop toe hold, lifting Blaze back up he whips him to the barricade and clotheslines him over it, both men return to their feet and make their way through the crowd, trading blows the whole way until they go out of sight
Daniels: Well, looks like Krimzon Blaze made his choice here tonight, we know by his words earlier in the week that Montana was on his mind, and it looks like Jesse has responded… back to the match however and Timmons has returned to the ring and Impaler, Kirkland and King are back up also, King and Kirkland look at each other and nod, running towards Impaler and landing a double dropkick, quickly up they look towards Timmons, who runs towards them, arms out, for a double clothesline, Brian and Mike duck under and turn, hitting a double backdrop on Timmons, it looks as though these guys are definitely still on the same page even after Kings absence.
On the outside McNally has made his way to Rowan, trying to shake him back into consciousness, while on the inside Impaler has gotten back up and grabbed Mike and Brian by the throat, but they counter with a gut kick and hit a double DDT, sending Impaler back to the mat, Kirkland picks up the ladder and sets it up, holding it steady while King goes for the case, Marsham however has left the hurting Steve behind as he sneaks up on Kirkland
Daniels: WICKED DRIVER FOUR! Brian is down, and King looks down as the ladder shakes…
Seeing Marsham he reels back for a punch, Marsham ducks, comes up another step and hooks Kings head, he steps up to the last step, forcing Mike to follow suit, at the top, the head still hooked starts
Daniels: Marsham is SHAKING THE LADDER!
Masters: What is that nutcase doing? Is this not more Psyko Steves territory?
Daniels: But he continues… It’s going over sideways, Marsham with that headlock in…. MARSHAM SPIKES AS THEY LAND! ASSASSINATION DDT FROM AN AMAZING HEIGHT!, These fans can’t help but go crazy, King is out, Marsham is down, and we have just seen the sickest DDT EVER!!!
Masters: No time to take it in though as Timmons and Impaler are back up and at it, these former faction mates trading punches at a high velocity considering all they’ve been through so far. Blocks and throws, ‘’Canada’s Finest’’ unbelievably managing to overcome the larger Impaler, a few more punches send Impaler staggering back and Timmons runs for the opposite rope, coming back fast, fast enough to land a spear that actually takes the huge Impaler down
Timmons got back up and jumps to a turnbuckle, he jumps to the top of the nearest turnbuckle and sails off…
Daniels:… RIGHT INTO A SWINGING BRIEFCASE!, I SEE BLOOD! Timmons head just became fodder for an infuriated looking Eddie Rowan, who, after getting helped by McNally to come round, went to the timekeepers table and grabbed McNallys case, he all guns blazing now…
Eddie sees Kirkland raising back to his feet, in time to receive a club from Eddie and that case, Rowan screaming in anger, a crazed look in his eyes, he turns to see Marsham get to his feet, and throws the case at Marsham, who catches it in shock, as Rowan dropkicks the case straight into Justin, sending him flying to the outside, he grabs the case back up, Impaler makes his way to his knees, shaking his head and looking around at the devastation. Rowan holds the case outstretched at waist height and runs towards Impaler, landing a shining wizard, the case between Impalers face and Rowans knee.
Daniels: Rowan’s like a mad man in there, he hurt his knee on that last move, but apart from a slight limp you’d never know it, he’s went past adrenaline and is running on pure rage it seems. He shouts in a smiling McNally and passes the case to him issuing instructions, Bryan nods and goes over to Kirkland holding the case over the Hardcore Champs ribs
Rowan goes to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs, grabbing reaching and grabbing the briefcase from the hook, he looks down at Kirkland with McNally holding the case over him, trying to lean out of the way at the same time as Eddie leaps, placing the case under his legs as he revolves through six hundred and thirty degrees
Masters: ST. EDWARDS FALL! The crowd cringing at the crunching sound as Eddie and the case land on Kirkland, with McNallys case already on him
Daniels: And it looks like Rowan hasn’t even realised he’s won a case as he looks on rabidly at the damage he’s caused
The ref approaches Eddie from behind with the sticker with Rowans name on it, and slaps it on. At the unexpected movement Eddie turns
Daniels: ROWAN JUST FLOORED THE REF! He looks down and sees what he’s done… MY GOD! Rowans raised that case and crashing it back down on the floored ref, again and again, where’s the sense, he’s mutilating that official
Masters: Well that’s one ref that’s learned you don’t try and sneak up on Eddie Rowan
McNally ends up physically stopping Eddie in his assault and shakes him, pointing first at his case, then at Rowans, Eddie looks down, and for the first time, focuses on what he is holding, he smiles broadly and rolls out of the ring with McNally, holding each others hands up as they walk up the ramp, the cases held high in their free hands, finally disappearing behind the curtain.
Daniels: Well the ref is out, and there’s not much action in the ring after the violence from Eddie Rowan, what came over him?
Masters: I don’t know, but I hope he keeps it up, that was great, and now the two members of the Whole Damn Show have a case
Daniels: Yes, but it could easily be a pink slip
Masters: Don’t say that, I don’t even want to think of that
Well on the outside Psyko Steve is managing to get back to his feet after that debilitating Executioners Song a while back, his back and leg must be hurting but he looks set to get back in this, Timmons raises back up, bleeding profusely, and Mike King starts to stir, as Steve makes his way back in and heads towards the groggy Timmons, locking up he and Tim vie for position, Tim gut checks Steve and applies a headlock, a stiff elbow breaks it and Steve counters into a DDT, raising slowly back up he sees King finally on his feet, he runs towards him and clotheslines King so hard both men go over the ropes, landing on the outside, they get back up and start trading chops, Steve comes off better, driving King up the ramp, but after a quick dodge Mike lands a stunning punch…
Daniels: KING KRASH! Right on the steel entrance ramp
Masters: Better luck next year Steve
Mike gets up and rushes the ring, Impaler and Marsham are already there, with Impaler trying to hit moves after move with Marsham managing to counter every attempt, King runs and goes for an enziguri on Marsham, but Marsham ducks and Impaler catches King with a strong clothesline, sending him down, Marsham isn’t quick enough to respond as Impaler picks him up…
Masters: BURNING DESIRE!
Daniels: NO! Marsham counters into the Assassination DDT! Impaler’s down and Marsham is running up the turnbuckle, he’s reaching for a case… YES! Justin Marsham is our third winner! But the referee is down, Marsham is trying to rouse him, but is finding it difficult, he’s starting to stir…
Masters: CHRIS ROSS FROM NOWHERE! Throwing Jamaican Jerk Powder into Marshams face, Marsham is down and Ross steals the case… The ref looks up, seeing Ross with that case, Chris helps him up so he can make it official while Marsham is crawling on the ground blind
Daniels: It’s a travesty, first he puts Marsham in prison and now he steals his case, and the referee has now officially put Chris Ross’ name on it, I still can’t believe he even made an appearance in this match after the devastation him and Kimo suffered at the start.
Masters: Yeah, I’m surprised Ross is standing too, but here he is, large as life holding up one of those cases
Ross makes his way up the ramp as Marsham fight to see what is happening, the crowd booing as Chris steps between the curtains
Kirkland is on his feet once more as is King, both men join forces once more, though they look severely tired, Timmons has raised back up, though the blood is still flowing, even if it has stemmed slightly, Impaler stirs and looks up at the sight of Mike and Brian stalking down Timmons and makes his way to his feet, unbeknownst to the two friends, he comes up behind and picks up Kirkland on his shoulders
Daniels: BURNING DESIRE, THERE’S NO MISTAKING IT THIS TIME!
Kirkland’s down and Mike turns to see what happened, Timmons taking advantage and grabs the turned Mike around his neck, jumping and putting his knees into Kings spine…
Daniels: EXTREME IMPACT! Timmons landing that move and rolling into his submission, King, for the second time tonight, is screaming in agony in a move he cant tap or rope break on, Timmons really wrenching in that hold and his face is one of intensity as Impaler makes his way to the turnbuckle… this man has made more plays than anyone tonight for those cases and so far has came up wanting, will this be his time?
Masters: I hope so, he deserves it, but Psyko Steve now slides back into the ring, showing great stamina still being up after that King Krash, he grabs the ladder and sets it up against the turnbuckle as Impaler is reaching…
Daniels:…He runs up the ladders and in one swift move manoeuvres Impaler onto his shoulders and JUMPS in the air… POINT OF VIEW on the ladder, Impaler is down once more as Steve climbs over him, hoping to reach that case himself, it would be an amazing feat him winning a title shot on his first official outing in CZW!
Steve reaches for the case and has his hand around the handle when Tim Timmons runs up the set up ladder, jumps over Impaler, leaping STRAIGHT to the outside, in the process catching Steves head and SMASHING it against the pole that holds the briefcase up
Daniels: AMAZING! Timmons is down on the outside after that phenomenal move to stop Steve getting that case, Steve, I think, is bleeding, but It’s hard to tell under that face paint, he did, however, fall backwards and is now lying over Impaler lengthways down the ladder.
Marsham has managed to remove the powder, and his eyes, though puffy, can see. He goes up to the ref and starts yelling at him, pointing to the pole that he retrieved the briefcase from. The ref, of course, has no idea that Marsham ever had a case, so is looking perplexed at this screaming man. King manages to make it back to his feet and sees his opportunity, he grabs the ladder at the bottom, sliding it off the turnbuckle so it collapses with both Impaler and Steve still on top. He scales the turnbuckle, but the ladder being moved roused Marsham from his argument and he notices King trying to make it up the turnbuckle, he runs towards it and pulls King back down, King kicks Marsham making him stagger back, he runs in for a knee but Marsham counters into a leg whip, King raises and the men lock up
Daniels: Amazing, after all that has happened, all the unbelievable things we’ve seen, Marsham can still make anyone fight a one on one wrestling match, on his terms, as Marsham goes into a headlock takedown, Mike counters with a knee to the back, making Marsham release the hold…
King then gets back to his feet and starts chopping at Marshams chest, backing him up to the ropes and whipping him off them, Marsham bounds to the other side and gets caught with a neat head scissors on the return… and a STANDING shooting star press, that’s ALWAYS impressive to see
As King and Marsham continue Timmons slowly makes his way back in and goes towards the turnbuckle, only for a hand to catch his ankle, looking down he sees Impaler, moving the knocked out Steve from him, with a look of pure evil on his face
Masters: Looks like Impalers had enough, he’s raising up, literally climbing up Timmons, good way to make use of the scenery
Daniels: Very funny, but he is back on his feet and reels back, PUNCH, blocked by Timmons, the two start trying to land a haymaker, but both being blocked by each other, finally Timmons ducks under and hit’s a chop block, sending Impaler down
Masters: And he’s STRAIGHT back up! The blood encrusted Timmons looks nearly as pissed as Impaler… Who SIDESTEPS! Timmons just got nailed with the forgotten chair by Brian Kirkland, I didn‘t even see him get up
Daniels: It doesn’t pay to forget a man who’s forged a reputation on weapons and bloodthirst, luckily Impaler had his wits about him, as he grabs that chair off of Kirkland and CRACK, straight over the hardcore champs head, sending him back to the canvas
Marsham and King have made their way to the outside, circling each other, Marsham makes the move, but King steps aside and hit’s the Divorce Court, planting Marsham down face first. Impaler on the inside has no opposition as he makes his way to the turnbuckle and climbs it
Masters: AT LAST! Impaler gets his just desserts as he gets that final corner briefcase, the ref comes over and sticks Impalers name to it
Impaler, looking pleased and extremely out of breath makes his way up the ramp, a chorus of boos issuing as he looks down at the case with his name on the front.
Daniels: Well, here we are, five men, now that Krimzon Blaze has left us, and one case, high above the ring. The last step, and the way these men have went at it I’m surprised they have anything left, but Marsham and King are still brawling on the outside a bloody Tim Timmons getting up on the outside, and Kirkland getting up in the ring, the only one still out is Steve still sprawled on that ladder, but they way Timmons smashed his head off the pole I’ll be surprised if there isn’t a serious injury there. Timmons makes his way back in slowly, and faces up to Kirkland, who both start trading blows, though slowly and groggily, as to be expected
Masters: And King and Marsham are now right in front of us, battling it out.. Marsham with the upper hand right now as he lands a suplex on King, he rolls back up to go for another
King counters and lands a fishermans suplex, while in the ring Timmons and Kirkland gain a little adrenaline as the punches become faster and more powerful, Kirkland hit’s a back elbow but Timmons shoots back up and tackles Kirkland to the ground, putting a forearm to his neck as he starts laying in punches thick and fast to the side of Brians head. On the outside Mike raises Justin and drags his over to the stairs
Daniels: He goes up the stairs with Marsham and turns him, lifting him for the Badd Plant… But Marsham counters into a Facecrusher on the steel, Mike slides off of the stairs, unmoving.
On the inside Kirkland got an eye rake, momentarily blinding Timmons and pushes him off, he kicks the lifeless Steve from the ladders and picks them up, cracking Timmons on the up
Daniels: That’s Timmons cut busted wide to the wall again, there’s blood everywhere!
Kirkland lays the ladders down flat, lifts one side and, with a little difficulty, drags Timmons into it, sandwiching him between the two sides before going up to the turnbuckle, he signals to the fans, who have been wrapped in this match from the start, and cheer hard for the recognition, nearly every man on his feet for Kirkland, he turns in his position to look out at towards the fans
Daniels: Well this is a rare move for Brian Kirkland, and if he pulls it off, the most devastating use of it I have ever seen…. YES! MOONSAULT! Kirkland crashes into the ladder, I wouldn’t be surprised if ribs are broken, but that will pale in comparison to the damage that has just been done to Tim Timmons, Kirkland is on his knees, coughing and holding his side, but he struggles back up, knowing this is maybe the best chance he is going to get, he falls as he tries to drag the bleeding, lifeless Timmons from the ladders, but he manages to and rolls Tim to the outside, falling unceremoniously to the ground below, Kirkland sets up the ladders under the belt and starts his slow, painful accent.
Masters: And here comes Marsham, he rolls in and climbs rung for rung with Kirkland, both men reaching the top together, both men have gave it their all and look so tired in there.
Daniels: But that last case is a prize worth fighting for as they start to slug it out, back and forth, with all the gusto they can manage, does either man have enough left to win this? Kirkland now gathering some stem as he lands two… three in a row, Marsham’s wavering, Kirkland hooks him for a suplex…. THIS IS IT! WAIT, Marsham sticks his foot in a rung, effectively stopping any chances of Kirkland taking him over, he breaks, punches a hard round, Now Kirkland is wavering… Marsham hooks the arm, is he going to… YES! RELEASE SUPLEX ON KIRKLAND, who lands heavy on the canvas as Marsham reaches up… HE’S GOT IT, JUSTIN MARSHAM WINS THE LAST CASE!
Marsham falls from the ladder and takes a look at the carnage around him as the referee tags the case with Marshams name
Daniels: Well Chris Ross may have stolen his first one, but Marsham still came back with everything he had to get that case, these fans are going absolutely crazy at one of the most violent matches we have ever seen, it seems such a long time ago, but Bryan McNally won that first case, then Eddie Rowan, Chris Ross stole won, Impaler impressed us all by the battle he undertook to claim his, but Marsham lasted the whole match, took and dished out amazing punishment to get that fifth briefcase. From the get go it’s been something g else, and I’m sure this match will go down as one of the most entertaining ‘’firsts’’ in CZW, and remember to tune in next week to find out which four will be celebrating, and who will be gone for good.
Masters: Well, next up we have the ‘’Living Legend’’ Big Nasty taking on ‘’The Outlaw’’ Buck Evans in a Bull Rope Branding Match, that will be happening right after the ring crew clear this place up of debris and bodies, what a match
Marsham makes his way up the ramp as ‘’Last’’ hits and he throws his arm in the air, still out of breath and worse for the wear, but happy as he steps through the curtain, briefcase in hand
*****-----*****
The lights are cut out.
Daniels-Son of a…what is going on this happened last week as well.
Masters-I know what the problem is…CZW needs to learn to start paying its electric bill.
The same eerie music from last week begins to play.
Daniels-Oh I know what this is.
The music begins to fade as a voice is being heard over the p.a system.
Voice-I gave you all a warning but you did not listen. You may think this is fun and games but I mean business and the CZW will be cleansed of its sins and it starts….TONIGHT!
The lights are cut back on.
Daniels-Cleansed of our sins? What is he talking about? Anyway next week’s Overdrive we will…
The arena is cast into complete darkness. A few moments pass and the lights begin to shine again. Just as quick the light are cut again, but this time the lights flicker on an off quickly like a strobe light as Papercut storms over the PA system. A man and a woman appear on stage with the man’s arms folded and his head down while she has her hands on hips gazing over the crowd. Red pryos begins exploding on the stage *BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM* on the last explosion the guy raises his head and extends his arms as if he was on a cross as the woman squats and grabs his leg brushing her breasts on his leg while rubbing her hands up and down his leg. Now standing they walk down the ramp her arm around his as he shakes his head in disgust at the fans as she heckles the fans like you can't have this. Reaching the ring the woman climbs the ring steps shaking hips and stopping at the turnbuckle. The man grabs the top rope from the floor and pulls himself onto the
apron before entering the ring by stepping over the top rope. The woman enters the ring through the middle rope as the assumes the her position at the man’s leg as raises his head closing his eyes and extending his arms and pryos now go off from the turnbuckles and the music fades. The mystery man takes a mic as the fans have their mixed reaction.
Man-My name is…Matthew Jones. You may not know me but I know each and every single one of you. I have been watching over the CZW for the past few months and I am disgusted.
The fans begin to boo.
Matthew Jones-Boo all you want see if I give a damn every single piece of you worthless scum deserve to be destroyed. You think you are so perfect you don’t do a thing wrong well I beg to differ. The superstars are no different…killing babies and other acts of inhumanity. You all make me sick.
The fans begin to boo even louder.
Matthew Jones-Every single superstar here should be sent to hell for their sins one in particular and he know who he is. One of your beloved superstars has a very dirty past…im sure he has forgotten about it sense you rejects don’t think twice before you commit your heinous crimes. I am here to make sure this little worm is crushed under my boot and that he gets the punishment that she rightly deserves. My God might be able to look past your actions but I refuse to allow you to go one more minute without reaping what you have sown.
The fans begin to question who is he talking about?
Matthew Jones-Oh don’t try to figure out who it is now you all will know soon enough but tonight im hear to cleanse you fans. Oh you all will not be sparred either as you are just as bad.
Matthew points out into the crowd.
Matthew Jones-I know that man sitting in J35 sells drugs outside of his kid’s elementary school. I know that kid in EE05 beats up children smaller then him at his. I know that woman next to him likes to look at little boys like him on her computer. Must I go on?
The fans begin a YOU SUCK chant.
Matthew Jones-Have it your way then…I know middle aged man sitting in U15 owns a restaurant a few miles away and he orders cheap beef knock offs that could just as easily make you sick but he doesn’t care he’s making a hugh profit by cutting costs and your health. Finally I know the woman in P20 is a whore.
The fans begin to boo as loud as they ever could as if defending their fellow spectators and throws debris into the ring.
Matthew Jones-Did I just strike a nerve? Im sorry that she sleeps with every thing that walks through her front door every night…unlike this sweet little piece woman standing right here.
Matthew kisses the woman’s cheek as the fans begin to chat SHE’s A WHORE!
Matthew-SHUT UP! You bastards have no right to call her that.
The fans continue their chant as Matthew beings to become very agitated.
Matthew Jones-I see you guys have no respect as well as all these other things I have mentioned. The best way to get your point across is to make an example which you all have forced upon yourselves.
Matthew hands the mic to his lady as he exits the ring. Matthew is now standing at the gate that blocks the fans from the superstars heckling them. One fan tries to slap him but he just blocks it. This heckling and booing continues for several minutes until it happens. A fan throws a full cup of ice cold beer into Jones’s face. Matthew looks and him and just smiles.. A moment later Jones lands a pretty hard jab to the fan’s face and throws him over the barricade. A security guard hops the fence and tries to intervene but is backhanded by Jones just as easily and he falls to the floor.
Woman-You get em baby. You all can stop your booing you brought this on yourselves. May name is Jennifer Pure and you will all show me some respect.
Matt tosses the helpless fan into the ring as Jennifer begins to stomp on his back and head. Matthew steps onto the apron and enters the ring via the top rope and helps out on the assault. Jennifer gets down on her knees and starts pelting the fan with the mic and Matthew continues to kick him. Just when you think it is over Matthew hoists the fan up and locks in a full nelson. Jennifer begins to yell into the fans face as she takes off her right shoe. Jennifer takes her show and slaps him across the face with it before planting a solid bare foot into his crotch. Matthew takes the fan’s head and places it under his arm as if he was gonna go for a reverse DDT but he hoists him up flips him backwards and stuns him. At that point in time a whole group of security guards have surrounded the ring.
Matthew Jones-I told you this was gonna happen. I told you that you would be cleansed as this fan has received his. Now its time for you to receive yours. I am the Devil’s Advocate and you all have been warned.
The lights shut off once again. For several moments nothing happens until you hear some screaming. As the lights cut back on Matthew and Jennifer are no longer in the ring and it seems they have just vanished. As we view the fans a section of them are all covered it what seems to be blood. Daniels stands up as he and Masters are shocked at what they see.
Daniels and Masters-What in the hell?
The scene cuts to commercial.
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-=- BULL ROPE BRANDING MATCH -=-
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The focus is on the CZW ring as the branding Iron is seen on the outside of the ring being heated up. Jessica Towers is standing in the ring as she begins to talk.
Jessica: The Following is a Bull Rope Branding Match! The winner is the person who brands his opponent using the branding iron.
Daniels: A Match I have been anticipating for weeks Masters. Finally Buck Evans goes one on one with Big Nasty and there is such a storied history here.
Masters: Yeah, some history. Big Nasty got tired of carrying Buck and DD got an invite to the Whole Damn Show and took the offer. Big Nasty is going to win this match there is no question about it.
Daniels: Once friends and tag team partners now fierce rivals. Let’s also not forget the fact that Buck has already branded Big Nasty a few weeks back on Overdrive.
Masters: Which is only fuelling Nasty that much more for revenge.
Daniels: Let’s go back to Jessica Towers for the introductions.
Swagga like us is playing as the fans start to boo as Big Nasty makes his way to the stage as he starts making his way towards the ring.
Jessica: Making his way to the ring, he is six feet eleven and weighs in at two hundred ninety five pounds. He is The Living Legend Big Nasty.
Nasty climbs over the top rope as he poses for the people and they boo as he waits for his opponent. Then Ramblin’ Man starts playing over the sound system as the crowd starts to cheer. They then see Buck Evans on the stage as he then starts walking for the ring.
Jessica: And, his opponent, he stands at sex feet seven inches tall and weighs in at two hundred eighty five pounds. He is Outlaw Buck Evans.
Daniels: Buck is in the ring and he charges right at Big Nasty as the momentum just took Big Nasty and himself over the top rope and onto the floor. The battle of these monstrous men is officially underway as the bell has gone.
Masters: That is hardly fair Big Nasty wasn’t even ready for this lunatic Buck Evans. Now Buck is putting the boots to Nasty who was caught completely off guard by the close line. Now Buck has Big Nasty up and whips him right into the security barrier and Big Nasty is already hurt.
Daniels: Buck is really wasting no time in going after Nasty as he then slams his head against the ring post as Nasty is down. Buck then pulls Nasty up and throws him into the ring.
Masters: Finally this match can be contested in the ring like it should be. Nasty is over in the far corner now pulling himself up as he turns right into a massive spear from Buck. The crowd is pumped as they are just loving what is happening as Big Nasty rolls to the outside of the ring.
Daniels: The crowd is pumped and so is Buck as he is playing off the crowd he then sticks his head out as he goes to grab Nasty and Nasty just destroyed that chair over Buck’s head.
Masters: I love it, Buck took too long playing to the people after his hot start and now he just got a face full of chair. Nasty is now making his way back into the ring as Buck is still down as Nasty still has the chair in hand and he hits Buck again right in the ribs.
Daniels: This match is wasting no time in getting chaotic as Nasty is working over Buck with that chair. Nasty is now picking Buck up as he throws him into the corner and follows him and hit’s a massive Splash into the corner. Nasty simply side steps as Buck falls the ground. Nasty then bounces off the rope and comes down with a big leg drop across the throat of Buck.
Masters: Nasty is taking complete control of this match as he wedges the steel chair between the top and middle ropes in the far corner. He then picks up Buck and slams hi head first into the steel chair. Buck is not stumbling back towards Nasty as Nasty hits him with a big Spine Buster as Buck is down again. Nasty then picks Buck up and he’s going for something this will be good…
Daniels: Nasty just picked up and power slammed Buck like he was a small child. Buck is down as Nasty sees it and is now going for the Branding Iron.
Masters: May as well not let this torture carry on as he leaves the ring and grabs the branding iron. He is now back up on the apron but Buck just cracks Nasty in the head with the steel chair. Nasty is still standing on the apron as Buck cracks him again as Nasty drops the branding iron and falls to the floor.
Daniels: Buck is placing the Branding Iron back in heating equipment as he walks over towards Big Nasty. Nasty is slow to his feet as he turns right into another massive chair shot from Buck. Nasty is still standing though as Buck lifts Nasty up on his shoulders and gives him a Samoan drop on the outside of the ring.
Masters: Now what is Buck looking for as he is digging around under the ring and he pulls out a damn table. What is he thinking on doing with that as he sets it up on the outside of the ring. Nasty is slowly getting up as Buck then sets up another table inside the middle of the ring. Buck is now going after Nasty.
Daniels: Nasty was expecting it though as he hits Buck with a Big Boot and Buck is staggering. Nasty then charges and drops Buck with a close line. Nasty staggers back a bit as he picks up the chair and places it on the ground. It looks like no Nasty is going for a Nasty Bomb on the outside of the ring onto that steel chair.
Masters: Buck is moving around though as he breaks free and kicks Nasty in the gut and hits him with a DDT, a double arm DDT at that onto that steel chair outside of the ring. Buck is now going for the Branding Iron as he is trying to Brand Nasty but no Nasty hits buck with a kick well below the belt.
Daniels: Questionable Tactics but whatever it takes to win Big Nasty is willing to do.
Masters: Nothing is questionable when there are no rules Daniels as Nasty now has the Branding Iron and is going to brand Buck’s face yes this is perfect.
Daniels: No, Buck grabs the branding iron as he is fighting with Nasty trying to keep the Brand from reaching his face. It looks like Nasty is going to do it but no Buck is fighting back as both men are to there feet and Buck kicks Nasty in the gut as Nasty drops the iron.
Masters: Buck then Irish Whips Nasty right into the steel steps as Nasty completely moves the steel steps from the corner of the ring as he is down.
Daniels: Buck is now dragging Big Nasty to the table he set up on the outside of the ring as he lifts him up and it looks like he is trying to lift him up for the Outlaw Slam. Big Nasty is giving Forearms to the back of Buck as he is fighting out of it and Buck drops Nasty. Buck then runs for a close line but Nasty then boots Buck in the ribs and…
Masters: NASTY BOMB! THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING.
Daniels: Buck is down and he is hurt as Big Nasty is going for the Brand as he gets a sick smile on his face as he starts branding Buck Evans. Buck is screaming in pain as Big Nasty just won the match.
Masters: What can I say Daniels except Payback is a Bitch.
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(Ross and Kimo are hunched down behind an 04 Jeep Liberty Sport. In the arena's parking lot.)
Ross: We are so taking this ride Kimo.
Kimo: Yea dog. We're gonna show that motja f**ka not ta mess with us!
(Ross and Kimo peer out to see Justin Marsham walking to the Jeep with his keys in hand.)
Ross: You know the routine Kimo.
Kimo: Right dog.
Ross: 1... 2... 3!!!
(Ross and Kimo jump out from behind the Jeep and tackle him to the ground. Kimo grabs the keys from Marsham's hands. Ross Picks up Marsham ina gorilla press slam and dunks him head first into a garbage can nearby.)
Ross: Yeah Marsham! Right where you belong you piece of garbage!
Kimo: Yo Ross let's go befo the po po show up!
(Kimo and Ross hop into the Jeep and the engine starts.)
Kimo: Hey yo Marsham! Ya just got f**ked up bitch!
Ross: Yeah take that to the bank!
Kimo: Fo yet again we be gettin away with GTA MOFO!!!
(With the tires squealing the 04 Jeep Liberty Sport drives off down the road.)
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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
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DANIELS: Wow it looks like the Marsham and Ross feud may not be over just yet!
TOWERS: "This next match is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit!"
The crowd cheers
TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Beaumont, Texas and weighing in at 245 pounds... He is the self-proclaimed smartest man in the CZW... The Graduate... GREGORY GRANTHAM!!"
The crowd boos as "Upgrade^Brigade" by Fair to Midland plays over the PA. Grantham comes out, with a very cocky grin on his face, and poses as a small lights-firework display goes off. He struts down to the ring, looking at the fans who are yelling at him. He smirks at them as he enters the ring to pose.
TOWERS: "And his opponent... hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 205 pounds... He is a member of Team XTC... The Gambler... ACE KING!!"
"Ace of Spades" by Motörhead plays and the crowd pops loudly. Ace comes out, and still seems a bit dishelved after his island escapade. His hair is unwashed. He doesn't seem to be missing a step, however, as he poses for the crowd with a firework display going off. He walks down to the ring, high fiving fans on the way, and he slides in.
DANIELS: "This is going to be one hell of a match up, William."
MASTERS: "Two of the very best the CZW has to offer going toe-to-toe, one-on-one for the very first time. Truly PPV quality."
DANIELS: "The bell rings, and they are just standing, staring at each other.. Ace mouths some words to Gregory, who smirks back at him. They slowly walk up to each other, now face to face. Ace is actually an inch taller than Gregory, but Gregory has more mass. OH! Grantham just slapped the hell out of Ace!"
MASTERS: "That's right, he's showing him who the boss is! Look at Ace, checking his nose for blood. He looks up..."
* THWACK *
DANIELS: "Hard slap across Gregory's mouth! Ace delivers another, and he's on fire! He backs Gregory up into a corner... hard chop to the chest!"
MASTERS: "But GG grabs Ace and reverses... Hard chop to Ace's chest!"
DANIELS: "And Ace reverses it again!"
* SLAP *
DANIELS: "The shot heard round the island! GG's chest is beat red! Ace grabs him and irish whips him to the opposite end. He lands hard, and Ace comes charging in... and crushes GG with a running lariat! He grabs him and irish whips him back... Gregory nails the corner face first. He stumbles back, and Ace rolls him up!"
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MASTERS: "GG kicks out, and immediately gets back up... Ace with a lariat! GG on his back, and Ace looks to lock in a Boston crab... but Gregory kicks him off. Ace comes back to him as he's on his knees, and GG punches Ace in the gut. GG stands up, and eye gouges Ace! That rules!"
DANIELS: "That's cheap! Ace is temporarily blind. Oh, look at this! Gregory rakes his back! Cheap tactics galore!"
MASTERS: "You're whining again. Stop it."
DANIELS: "Shut up. Gregory knees Ace in the back and now locks in an abdominal stretch. Look at this, he's grabbing Ace's ankle... stretching him even further! What a genius, right?"
MASTERS: "Right! He is the smartest man in the CZW, Jarred! Look at Ace's face as it winces in agony, I love it."
DANIELS: "You would, freak. He is not giving up, and the referee this evening is Darrin Powers, our senior ref. He is asking Ace, but of course he refuses. Ah look at this, Gregory uses his free elbow to grind into the exposed hip of Ace! That makes me cringe."
MASTERS: "Listen to Ace hollering out. And as Darrin is checking on Ace, Gregory uses the ropes for leverage! He is a brainiac!"
DANIELS: "He is a cheat! Darrin sees it though, and makes him break the hold! Good eye, Darrin. Gregory grabs Ace and throws him to the ropes. The rebound... and Gregory hits Ace with a text book Spine buster! GG goes for the cover!"
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MASTERS: "Gregory questions Darrin's count, and I can't blame him, that was SLOW!"
DANIELS: "It was fine! Gregory is the one cheating! He picks up Ace and goes for a German suplex. Ace blocks it. Again. Blocked. Ace with a stiff back elbow to GG's temple, and he twists and he locks in looking for a German suplex... and Ace nails it! Ace is back up and grabs him... nails him with an atomic drop. He turns him around and spins him... Overdrive neckbreaker! Ace goes for the count!"
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MASTERS: "Not enough to put the Valedictorian away. Ace picks him up and tosses him over the top rope! That shit used to be illegal!"
DANIELS: "Ridiculous. GG falls hard on the outside, and Ace follows suit. Ace picks him up, another hard chop! GG fights back with a punch! Ace with a kick to the gut and an irish whip attempt... GG reverses! Ace goes crashing into the guardrail!"
SMASH
MASTERS: "GG in complete control now. He picks Ace up and slams his head down on the guardrail. Ace stumbles forward, and another backrake by GG. He throws Ace back into the ring. He picks Ace up, and a short armed clothesline! These fools need to shut up!"
CROWD: "ACE! ACE! ACE! ACE!"
DANIELS: "They love King, William! Gregory is a bit perturbed at their support, as well. He yells out at them to shut up. He picks Ace up and throws him to the corner. GG comes running in, and Ace moves! GG hits it face first for the second time! Ace measures him... HE JUST NAILED THE HIGH ROLLER!!!"
MASTERS: "NO!"
DANIELS: "Ace goes for the cover!"
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MASTERS: "Ah ha! Yes! Gregory is a veteran, and showing his ring awareness is in top notch shape there. Thank god."
DANIELS: "Ace questions Darrin, but quickly realizes what happened. He picks Gregory up, another hard chop! He positions Gregory.. Mule Kick! GG falls, and Ace goes for another cover!"
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MASTERS: "Ace is frustrated, but buddy that's Gregory Grantham.. it's gonna take more than you got!"
DANIELS: "Ace picks Gregory back up and throws him to the ropes. He goes for a back body drop, but Gregory counters it with a DDT! They're both laying on the mat now. This is intense."
MASTERS: "Hell yes it is, this is our first annual PPV! Evil Intentions 2, baby!"
DANIELS: "This is true. Gregory is back up first, and kicks Ace as he was on his knees. He grabs Ace and nails him with a vertical suplex! He now locks on a sleeper!"
MASTERS: "The classic move, it cuts off Ace's air and gives Gregory a breather!"
DANIELS: "The Ace chants becoming persistant again, as the crowd is behind the Vegas Volcano 100%. Ace begins fighting it off... elbow to the gut of Grantham! Another one! Greg breaks the hold. Ace runs to the ropes... but Gregory grabs him... Gorilla Press slam! Gregory with the cover!"
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MASTERS: "Holy hell that was close! Gregory is frantic that Darrin counted slow, and I agree!"
DANIELS: "No way. Gregory looks out into the crowd yells out 'F**k Obama!' That disrespectful, arrogant jerk!"
MASTERS: "The crowd is booing him more than I've ever seen! He loves it! He picks up Ace... and slaps him right in the face! He picks Ace up and spits in his face, oh!!"
DANIELS: "What a prick! He tosses Ace to the corner... but Ace comes flying back..."
THWACK
DANIELS: "FULL HOUSE WITH AUTHORITY!! I've never seen Ace put such force into that move before!"
MASTERS: "Gregory's teeth are in the third row! But Ace is sluggish... can he capitolize?"
DANIELS: "Both men are laying on the mat. Ace seems to be getting up... He looks at Gregory, who is slowly getting up himself... He hollers out 'This is for Ruth!' and runs... he SPEARS GREGORY hard into the corner!!! ACE WITH THE COVER!!!"
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HAND IN THE ROPES!
DANIELS: "OHHHH!! SO DAMN CLOSE! That sneaky bastard!"
MASTERS: "Gregory saves his own ass again! That rules! The crowd is hating on him hardcore!"
DANIELS: "Gregory is limp otherwise, as Ace is exhausted. Ace goes to pick Gregory back up. He goes to kick Gregory in the gut. Gregory grabs his boot! Ace stumbles a few... ENZIGURI--NO! GG DUCKED! Ace flat on his belly now, Gregory grabs him... and locks in a Crossface! He wrenches back as Ace cringes!"
MASTERS: "Yeah, make him tap, GG!"
DANIELS: "Powers is on top of things, but Ace won't tap. GG pulls back with what seems to be all of his might, and I think I just heard Ace's back pop! But he STILL won't submit!"
MASTERS: "This idiot has guts, but everyone in CZW already knows that!"
DANIELS: "Gregory decides to release the hold as he stands up. He begins stomping away at the back of King. He picks Ace up.. and this time connects with a German suplex! He bridges with it!"
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MASTERS: "King at the very possible last moment! Gregory is frustrated beyond belief. He gets up in the face of Powers!"
DANIELS: "Let the ref do his job, Grantham! He turns around and goes to pick up Ace.. a surprise small package!"
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MASTERS: "Ace almost caught Gregory by surprise there! Both men are exhausted and laying on the mat. Darrin begins to administer a ten count!
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DANIELS: "Gregory is up! He grabs Ace again.. and Ace with another small package!"
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DANIELS: "This match is awesome. They again try to catch a breather, laying on the mat. Powers decides against a ten count for now. Gregory slowly gets up, using the ropes to pull himself. He lumbers over and picks up Ace. He grabs him... and he's setting him up for another 4.0!!!"
MASTERS: "It's over!"
DANIELS: "NO! Ace wiggles out of the move! He kicks Gregory in the gut! He sets him up.. He's gonna nail the BLACKJACK BOMB!!"
MASTERS: "Gregory is fighting it off though, elbows to Ace's head! Gregory falls out of the move, thank the heavens! Ace chops the hell out of GG again! GG returns the favor! Ace with another! GG again! GG kicks him in the gut!"
DANIELS: "But Ace also returns the favor! They're going tooth and nail! Ace with another knife-edged chop! Another! Ace grabs GG and throws him to the ropes... Gregory is met with a standing dropkick! Both men, again, slow to get up."
MASTERS: "Ace goes to grab GG, and Gregory with a sudden eye poke! Ha! He grabs Ace's face and gouges it once more! He walks him over to a corner and slams his head into the turnbuckle. He lifts Ace up on the top... He joins him... Ace tries to fight it off... but no... Gregory lifts!"
SLAM!
DANIELS: "Grantham nails Ace with a monsterous Superplex! Both men laid out.. The crowd is chanting..."
CROWD: "CZW! CZW! CZW!"
MASTERS: "This match is intense, for sure Jarred! Grantham is slow... but he drapes his right arm over Ace's chest, finally! It's over!"
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SHOULDER UP!
DANIELS: "AY DI MIOS!!!!! ACE KICKED OUT AGAIN!"
MASTERS: "This is insane! Both men, of course, laying on the mat. Gregory is up on his knees now. He punches at Ace's head. He lifts Ace up, who proceeds to slap the hell out of GG!"
DANIELS: "GG is bleeding from the mouth. Ace appears to have blood coming out of his nose. They are exhausted and beaten up, this is a monster of a match! Ace stands up and grabs Gregory... he bulldogs him near a corner! Ace looks at the top turnbuckle and stumbles to it.. He climbs up! What is he going for here?"
MASTERS: "He's had it! He's done! He's ending it now!"
DANIELS: "No way, William! He is now in position... HE LEAPS....!"
THUD!
MASTERS: "FLYING HEADBUTT!!"
DANIELS: "But who got the most damage from that one? They're both laid out, yet again!"
MASTERS: "Ace is slowly up first this time, and grabs Gregory's legs. NO!"
DANIELS: "King has Grantham turned over in the Boston crab! Grantham is clinching his teeth as Ace rears back!"
MASTERS: "C'mon, Gregory, get to the ropes! Powers is checking, but he won't tap. Ace is just as much in pain as Gregory is, from the looks of it!"
DANIELS: "Grantham is trying with all of his might to inch to the ropes. He's inching... somehow he got the ropes! Darrin tells Ace to break the hold, but he doesn't! Darrin administers a four count before Ace lets go. Ace kicks at the fallen Grantham."
MASTERS: "King picks Gregory up... and he's going for the Blackjack Bomb again!"
DANIELS: "Yes!"
MASTERS: "NO! Grantham slides out of it! Ace turns around... Grantham with a kick to the gut! 4.0! 4.0!!!"
DANIELS: "NO!"
MASTERS: "YESSS-NO!"
DANIELS: "Ace slides out again! Ace kicks Gregory in the gut... lifts him up...."
THUD
DANIELS: "BLACKJACK BOMB!!"
MASTERS: "NO!!!"
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"Ace of Spades" begins to play.
DANIELS: "What a crazy match this was, and what about Grantham's apparent losing streak?"
MASTERS: "He'll snap out of it, it's only a matter of time. Grantham is a FUTURE CZW World champion, I am telling you RIGHT NOW."
DANIELS: "Powers raises Ace's arm in victory, as the crowd is going wild. Grantham is laid out. Ace leaves the ring, high fiving fans on the way up. He is obviously hurt as well, I hope he gets medical attention as soon as he gets backstage."
MASTERS: "Grantham is stirring... he sits up. He's not sure what happened. He looks up at Darrin, confused... Oh shit! GG is pissed after Powers tells him he lost! He's pissed!"
DANIELS: "He's throwing a fit! I can't---OH NO!"
MASTERS: "GG just kicked Powers in the gut! 4.0!!!!!"
THUD
DANIELS: "HE IS PISSED! And now he will be fined as well!"
MASTERS: "I doubt he cares, Jarred! CZW, watch out... Gregory is going to come back with a vengeance!"
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-=- TAG TEAM STREET FIGHT -=-
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DAINIELS: Welcome back folks and what brutal matches we witnessed between Buck Evans and Big Nasty, and then Ace King against Gregory Grantham.
MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, if I were him, I’d get to a bloody proctologist and fast.
DANIELS: Well anyway, up next is the tag team street fight featuring Alan Fiscus, which can only mean one thing.
“Chrom-A-Matic” by Static-X blares over the P.A.system as “Flawless” Frank Finch makes his way out dressed in a business suit.
MASTERS: YES! Here comes Mr. Finch which means it’s about time for swirlies, wedgies and some good old fashioned, schoolyard bullying.
DANIELS: Yeah, I can’t wait, William.
Frank gets in the ring and snatches the microphone from Jessica Towers’ hand as the fans boo massively.
"Streetcleaner" by Godflesh plays through the arena as Alan Fiscus, Matt Covey and Maynard O’Toole make their way out from the back. Covey has his hands all taped up and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and Maynard has a box full of glass shards. Covey takes a drag and then flicks the cigarette into the crowd as they continue to boo. Maynard holds up the box of glass shards. Covey then rolls his fists around In the glass and Maynard walks off to the back with the glass shards.
FINCH: You already know what it is, CZW, this one goes out to The Whole Damn Show, aye, Covey, Nasty, Eddie-Eddie.
ALAN: What’s he talking about? I don’t know, I’m Alan Fiscus.
COVEY: I dick slap bitches for a living!
“For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica plays as Jesse and Karl make their way out to the ring, both men are wearing blue jeans and a shit t-shirt and both men look on in disgusts to see all three members of WDS inside the ring. Karl and Jesse get in the ring and get nose to nose: Jesse gets in Alan’s face as Karl gets in Covey’s face. Karl has his hands behind his back.
FINCH: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall and it is a street fight, tornado tag team match in which these (Frank points at Alan and Covey) two bad asses WILL win. Introducing first…..weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred, sixty five pounds…they’re not just part of the show, they’re not just half of the show….they are the WHOLE DAMN SHOW….THE SADISTIC SOLUTION…ALAN FISCUS AND BAD ASS MATT COVEY!!!!
The fans all boo massively.
FINCH: And introducing next blah blah blah
Karl and Jesse look over at Frank with evil eyes.
FINCH: Hey, calm down. Introducing next, weighing in at….hmmm….say, how much does a big old pile of crap weigh?
Jesse and Karl grow frustrated at this point.
FINCH: Well anyway, they are….AXLE ROSE AND MR. CLEAN!!! Ring the bell, bitches!
Finch slides out of the ring, sets up at the announcer table and the referee calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
DANIELS: Well nice of you to join us again, Mr. Finch.
FRANK: HEY! That’s MR.! Finch to you, asshole.
DANIELS: That is exactly what I said.
FINCH: I know, I just wanted to call you an asshole……asshole!
DANIELS: So…Mr. Clean and Axle Rose, really?
FINCH: Hey, live and let die, Jarred, live and let die.
MASTERS: Welcome aboard, Frank, it’s always a pleasure to see you here.
DANIELS: Why don’t you shine his shoes while you’re down there, William? The Jackal pulls something from behind his back. It’s a bottle of tequila, why does he have a bottle of tequila, wait that is Covey’s weakness. Covey grabs the bottle, opens it and takes a swig as Jesse and Karl look on with sadistic grins on their faces.
MASTERS: Covey looks at the bottle and …. *THWACK!!* … OH MY GOD, COVEY JUST SMASHED THAT BOTTLE OF TEQUILA ON KARL’S HEAD!!! This match only just begun and Karl is busted open already.
FINCH: Well that’s what Karl gets for trying to pull a fast one on Covey.
DANIELS: Jesse lunges at Covey but is cut off by a clothes line from Alan. Covey picks up Karl, throws him into the corner and begins rapid punches to his gut. Oh my GOD, Karl’s stomach is being cut up by those shards of glass on Covey’s fists. Karl drops to the corner of the ropes and is clinching his midsection. Meanwhile Alan picks Jesse up but Jesse just pushes Alan away from him. Alan walks back over to Jesse and….
THWACK!
MASTERS: MONTANA EXPRESS!!!!! Jesse goes for the cover but Covey runs over and nails Jesse with a clothes line from hell. I don’t see how either one of these teams is going to pull out a victory.
DANIELS: I agree with you on that one, William. Covey now sees Karl still lying in the corner, he stalks his prey and now begins to stomp a mudhole but Karl grabs his foot and reverses it into the Jackal Lock, this could be over but NO! Alan runs over to Karl and hits an STO!
FINCH: See that right there is exactly why Alan is going to become world champion.
DANIELS: Well that fact remains to be seen, Alan and Karl are both up now, exchanging punches to the face. Alan ducks Karl’s last attempt and hits him with a clothes line, sending both men out of the ring.
MASTERS: Covey is back up to his feet now, he is looking around and sees Jesse on the mat, OH MY GOD look at the sadistic expression on Covey’s face, he looks like a kid in a candy store.
FINCH: Yes, this does not bode well for Jesse Montana.
DANIELS: Jesse is gaining consciousness, he is struggling to get back to his feet as Covey continues to lurk right behind him. Jesse is up now, he turns around, Covey runs right at Jesse and attempts a spear but Jesse jumps out of harms way and smashes his shoulder right into the ring post.
MASTERS: OH! That has to hurt the bad ass. Meanwhile, Karl has Alan outside of the ring, he drags Alan over to the unforgiving steel steps and begins to bash his head into them. Alan reverses the last attempt and begins bashing Karl’s head into the steps now, Jesse sees slides out of the ring, grabs a chair. Alan turns around just in time to duck the chair swing by Jesse and he nails Karl right in the face. HE JUST LAID OUT HIS OWN TEAMMATE!
FINCH: That is exactly what he gets for trying to blind side Alan.
DANIELS: Alan grabs Karl and tosses him into the ring like a fisherman throwing chum to piranha. Alan places Jesse’s head on top of the chair, Alan grabs another chair from the ring announcer.
THWACK!!!!
DANIELS: CON-CHAIR-TO!!! OH MY GOD! Alan just leveled Jesse with a con-chair-to. Alan grabs both chairs and slides into the ring, he gives one chair to Covey, Karl then staggers to his feet. Alan and Covey both swing at the same time but NO!! JACKAL JUST REVERSED IT, HE BACKED HIS ELBOW INTO ALAN’S CHAIR AND THEN PUNCHED COVEY’S CHAIR, BOTH MEN ARE LAID OUT …. WHAT A REVERSAL BY KARL JACKSON!!!!!!
MASTERS: Karl covers Alan for the win, BUT WAIT, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS FRANK GOING? He just jumped the announcers table and slides in the ring.
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DANIELS: What the hell does he think he is doing? Frank Finch is not even in this match.
MASTERS: Yes but this is a street fight and anything goes.
DANIELS: Karl looks pissed at this point, he stands up and is now nose to nose with Frank Finch, oh my goodness, this is going to get ugly. Both of these men have similar styles of combat, straight wrestling, no strings attached, here we go, WAIT, WHO THE HELL IS THAT COMING FROM THE CROWD?!?!
MASTERS: WAIT, THAT’S…..THAT’S….THAT’S RONNIE MCNEIL!!! He jumps the security railing, picks up Jesse and nails him with a Flawless Cutter. He slides in the ring behind Frank, he spins him around….FLAWLESS CUTTER!!!!
DANIELS: Karl swings at Ronnie but he ducks said attempt, Ronnie nails Karl with the Imperfections finisher. BAH GOD! Ronnie is cleaning house, Alan is up now and Ronnie nails him with the Imperfections as well and now Ronnie rides off into the sunset.
MASTERS: Jesse is down, Frank is down, Karl is down and Alan is down, this looks like a train wreck. Covey is back to his feet and sees the destruction before him, he covers Karl for the pin.
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DANIELS: Karl Jackson kicks out of that pin. Covey rolls to his back, In agony. He cant believe Karl just kicked out and LOOK AT JESSE!!! Jesse Montana is climbing up the to the top rope…DIVING ELBOW DROP!!!! Jesse nails a diving elbow drop on to Covey.
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MASTERS: What is it going to take to win this thing? Alan picks up Jesse and puts him on his shoulders…electric chair…..STUN GUN!!!! Alan could have this match won but he just falls to the mat in exhaustion. Karl and Covey are now back up as they begin exchanging haymakers. Covey throws a punch at Karl but Karl ducks said attempt, grabs Covey and sends Covey over the top rope via belly to back suplex.
DANIELS: This match is out of control, Karl slides out of the ring and drags covey to the Spanish announce table. Karl lays Covey across the table, and is now setting up a ladder. Oh this does not bode well for the bad ass. Karl is scaling the ladder now.
SPANISH ANNOUNCERS: NO LO HAGA!!!! NO LO HAGA!!!! NO LO HAGA!!! AY DIOS MIO!!!! AY DIOS MIO!!!
DANIELS: JACKAL JUMPS OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER….SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!!
THUD!!!!!
DANIELS: AY DIOS MIO!!!! THEY COULD BE DEAD!!! NEITHER MAN IS MOVING NOW!!!!
MASTERS: BLOODY HELL, WHAT AN IMPACT!!! If anything, this narrows down the chances for a win for either Jesse or Alan, who are inside the ring. Both men are now back to their feet and are exchanging punches.
DANIELS: Jackal and Covey are still down, what the hell else could happen here tonight?
JUST THEN: “TAKING YOU DOWN" BY EGYPT CENTRAL FLOODS THE ARENA SPEAKERS
DANIELS: What the hell is going on now? Is that Eric Collum?
A man walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing a blue jump suit and a lucha libre mask as both Jesse and Alan look on in confusion.
MASTERS: It certainly doesn’t look like Eric Collum but that is his music. What the hell is going on?
DANIELS: I don’t know, William but here he comes, he slides into the ring and just stares at Jesse and Alan, both men are in attack mode. The mystery man is staring at Alan now. Jesse has a smirk on his face, could this man be aligned with Jesse Montana?
MASTERS: He quickly turns his attention to Jesse…
THWACK!!!!
DANIELS: DIAMOND CUTTER ON JESSE!!! WHAT THE HELL IS IT WITH THE DIAMOND CUTTERS TONIGHT? Alan has a sadistic smile on his face as he extends his hand out to this mystery man. BUT WAIT!! HE KICKS ALAN IN THE MIDSECTION THEN PLACES HIS HEAD BETWEEN HIS LEGS!! HE LIFTS HIM UP WITH ALANS BACK ON HIS SHOULDERS!!!
THUD!!!!
DANIELS: HE JUST SNAPPED HIS SPINE!!!! ALAN IS DOWN!!!!! The fans are going nuts now…
CROWD: C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!! C Z DUBB!!!
DANIELS: WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? That masked man is standing over the top of Alan and Jesse as the fans are still going nuts in the CZW chants. The music stops for a moment as the masked man points to the crowd…HE REACHES BEHIND HIS HEAD!!! HE IS GOING TO REVEAL HIMSELF NOW!!!
“PSYCHOSOCIAL” by SLIPKNOT BLARES OVER THE SPEAKERS!!!!!
MASTERS: BLOODY HELL…IT’S……IT’S…..
HE RIPS OFF THE MASK!!!!
DANIELS: That is none other than THE SERIAL THRILLER MATT STYLEZ….BAH GOD IT’S MATT STYLEZ!!!
CROWD: STYLEZ!!! STYLEZ!!! STYLEZ!!! STYLEZ!!! STYLEZ!!! STYLEZ!!!
DANIELS: Matt Stylez is back, he does the damage and is now heading back though the crowd as the fans are cheering him on and patting his shoulders. Stylez turns around to embrace the fans and continues on to the back. Jesse is down, Alan is down, Covey and Jackal are still out in the midst of the Spanish announce table….there is still a street fight here somewhere and I have no idea where Frank Finch is at this point.
MASTERS: Covey is coming to, he stumbles to his feet now. Covey, somehow, climbs into the ring. He pick Jesse up and sets him up for the “blow it out your ass” Covey lifts him up but Jesse wiggles out, Covey spins around
THWACK!!!!
DANIELS: MONTANA EXPRESS!!!!! JESSE COVERS COVEY FOR THE WIN!!!!
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TOWERS: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS.....KARL JACKSON AND JESSE MONTANA!!!!!!!
DANIELS: WOW! What a chaotic display of events that was. First, Ronnie McNeil runs in and hits everyone with that flawless cutter than later on, Matt Stylez makes his return, does some more damage and now we finally have a winner to this match. The E.M.T. unit has taken Karl Jackson, we are sitting right beside ground zero.
MASTERS: Indeed Jarred, we finally have a winner and up next is the main event of the evening and we will find out which title will be vacated, but I am pretty sure it will be the television title. Folks, don’t go anywhere we will be right back.
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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~ -=- TRIPLE THREAT MATCH -=-
TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen it is time for Evil Intentions…MAIN EVENT…And it is for the CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
(Fireworks blast off as the theme tune for CZW Evil Intentions plays through the stereo. The crowd at this point are drowning out the sound of everything, the atmosphere inside the arena extraordinary)
DANIELS: Well folks, what a show the first PPV in the year of 2009 has been so far, we have seen almost everything, but the question on everyone’s mind here tonight is ‘will we crown a new World Champion?’
MASTERS: And not one single person here knows the answer to that, certainly not these fickle fans, I will analyze it though just so you people at home can have some sort of expectation. I mean people would say this match is not in the Champ’s favor, not one opponent but two, and he doesn’t even need to get pinned to lose his Title, we have seen it happen before, but also you have to think of it this way, Maynard is well known for his crafty ways, after all he did learn from Jesse Montana for months, I am not calling Jesse crafty but more like a genius, triple threats should well suit a man like Maynard O’Toole…
DANIELS: But as we know, Eric Collum is undoubtedly the most successful athlete around triple threat contests, beating Ace King and his own team mate Gregory Grantham to gain access to this Title match.
MASTERS: If you let me finish Jarred I would of mentioned this fact, but like always your big mouth springs open.
DANIELS: Well that is my job William. Now lets talk about El Pablo, I mean he knows what it’s like to win Title’s in triple threat matches, or fatal four ways, he won his World Title at Horrorcore in a fatal four way after all, and then defended the month after in a triple threat match, but Maynard got the better of him one on one, what must be going through his mind before this contest?
MASTERS: He needs to block all the past out, that is history and this is the present, whether it is one on one, triple threat or a twenty man battle royal, he has yet again the biggest opportunity of his career, to become a Two Time World Champion…
DANIELS: Yes only one man has made it to those historic lengths and that was Matt Stylez, a man that El Pablo knows very well. And Maynard, he won’t be looking to lose his Title in his first defense, I mean look how long he held the Intercontinental Title for, 126 days I do believe, he will want to repeat that with the World Title I am sure.
MASTERS: it’s one thing holding the IC Title for 126 days Jarred, it’s another thing holding the World Title, defending against this business has to offer, only one man has managed that and that is Jesse Montana. Maynard learnt from that man, can he prove himself to be better than Montana?
DANIELS: Well he has a long way to go, for now he just needs to get past this match and possibly the toughest match that Maynard has ever been in. Eric Collum has been on one hell of a roll, and if it wasn’t for Jesse Montana, he could have a great chance tonight at being a double champion…
MASTERS: Montana did what was best for business, you can’t have a man like Eric Collum holding two prestigious Titles, CZW Titles, do you think Jesse would allow that?
DANIELS: Well I bet he wouldn’t have any problem with Karl Jackson holding two single titles, and his reason for stripping Eric of the Title was to get pure revenge, apparently Eric disrespected Montana…
MASTERS: Yes he did, and that is a big mistake, he should be grateful that Montana has given him this opportunity, but instead he disrespects him, and Montana did not strip him of the TV Title…
DANIELS: He might as well have William.
MASTERS: Look, Eric Collum is a man who was all for taking over this company, he is in the Elite Revolution, a group who believes themselves to worthy of owning CZW, and your now on their side? Do you think if they came into power inside the CZW, they would keep you around? Hell no.
DANIELS: I am on no one’s side I am merely stating the facts. And the fact is, we are moments away from history being made here William, triple threat action for the top prize inside the CZW, these fans are totally up for this and so are we, this should be a classic.
(The lights now go out as ominous music begins to play, a holographic image of the CZW World Title being portrayed in the center of the ring. The camera then zooms in on Evil Intentions before the lights come back on, fireworks blasting off as the fans jump in the air, knowing who is about to enter)
"BEEN TRAINING DOGS" BY THE COOPER TEMPLE CLAUSE begins to play throughout the arena as the fans are on their feet cheering.
TOWERS: On his way to the ring, hailing from Portsmouth, England and weighing in at 205 lbs, he is the Five Star Superstar…EL PABLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A hush descends over the crowd as the lights go out, leaving the arena in total darkness. The opening riff to "Been Training Dogs" kicks in, with bright white spotlights switching on and off in various places across the arena, keeping time with the beat. As the drums kick in, a huge wall of pyro shoots up from the stage, and El Pablo steps out to huge cheers from the crowd, dressed in his ring gear with dark sunglasses on his face. He stands on the stage for a few seconds playing to the crowd, before bounding down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron and vaults over the top rope, then heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and climbs up, saluting the crowd. He repeats this on the adjacent turnbuckle, then removes his sunglasses and tosses them to a stagehand outside the ring.
‘TAKING YOU DOWN’ by EGYPT CENTRAL begins to play throughout the Combat zone. The fans suddenly switching from heavy cheering to heavy booing.
TOWERS: On his way out, hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 215 lbs, he is the Human Highlight Reel and currently the CZW Television Champion…ERIC COLLUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The lights in the arena go out and are replaced by multicolored flashing lasers and strobes. His theme tune is now heavily playing on the P.A. system and the fans jump to their feet with hoard of boos and insults. Eric Collum comes walking out onto the stage dressed for competition in short wrestling trunks, knee high wrestling boots, elbow and knee pads, and a T-shirt, draped over his right shoulder, the CZW Television Championship. He continues down the ramp, his eyes focused on the ring. He brushes off the insults from the crowd in the front rows before climbing the steel steps to the ring apron. He looks around the arena, then steps between the middle and top ropes into the ring. He climbs to the middle turnbuckle in the nearest corner and plays to the crowd, inciting more and more boos. He takes his T-shirt off and throws it into the sea of fans before climbing down from the turnbuckle. The lights return to normal and the music dies down as Eric
waits in the middle of the ring with his TV Title.
The fans wait for the champion to arrive, seeming anxious to see him. Some chants begin to start and cheers until ‘Symphony of Destruction’ by Megadeth begins to play throughout the arena here in Puerto Rico.
TOWERS: Making his way out to the Combat Zone, hailing from Fayetteville, North Carolina and weighing in at 275 lbs, ‘The OGT’ and CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…MAYNARD O’TOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As Maynard‘s new tune hits hard, the arena is filled with flashing red lights. O'Toole steps out from the curtain, stands at the top of the stage and arrogantly sticks his arms out to his sides as if to pose to the crowd with a smug grin on his face, the CZW World Title intensely glistening in the bright lights of the arena. The fans fill the arena with "BOO'S" and a few cheers out of respect for the World Champion. O'Toole slowly makes his way to the ring. O'Toole walks up the steps to the ring and steps over the top rope. He then walks to the middle of the ring and poses to the crowd, then he spins around so everyone can get a good look, even his challengers. He climbs the closes turnbuckle and repeats his pose on again, the World Title still draped over his shoulder.
DANIELS: This is what CZW is all about William, passion for this sport, and these men would fight within an inch of their lives for this coveted prize, basically the Title that sets you above the rest, proving that you are the BEST wrestler in the World today, the CZW World Heavyweight Title.
MASTERS: And we may see all three of them within an inch of death tonight, can you imagine what lengths they will be willing to go to, last time we saw Maynard and El Pablo fly off the damn stage falling on the fans below, I mean holy crap if that was JA Sawyer and not El Pablo, we would have a LARGE law suit on our hands.
DANIELS: Haha yeah and it’s all for that gold. Could we see a two time World Champion be made tonight, or Collum’s first ever CZW World Title reign, or even a start of another supreme Title reign from the Tool..
MASTERS: I would predict but I left my magic 8 ball at home tonight.
DANIELS: And that is what it could come down to, luck. But lucky for us and the fans around the globe, all these three men are inside the ring and we are ready for this what will be legendary contest to be under-way!
(The referee tries to scream the rules over the loudness of these fans, all three men hearing and understanding before El Pablo once again dives up on the turnbuckle, chants for the Five Star Superstar tearing down the arena. As he steps down, he notices two men staring down at him, Maynard passing the World Title and Eric passing the TV Title to the referee, who gives it to the timekeeper as this match is now ready to begin.)
**DING DING**
DANIELS: Here we go, three men, two titles, one choice, main event lets get it on.
MASTERS: My God your just like an advert, you should sell Colgate!
DANIELS: All three men remain still as they look at each other, waiting for the first move, the fans tearing down the roof with their noise.
MASTERS: Yeah all three clearly trying to use their heads in this match rather than their athletic ability. I am shocked Jarred, I never knew El Pablo had brains…
DANIELS: What are you talking about? To be a former World Champion you have to have brains…
MASTERS: Two words…Zodiac…Thrilla…
DANIELS: You said it not me, and Zodiac now of course works backstage, helping out the journalistic staff…OH AND EL PABLO LIKE A BAT FLYING ACROSS THE RING…He takes Maynard down with a flying forearm.
MASTERS: He works backstage? A Journalist? I can’t understand a damn thing that thug says other than Belee Dat…
DANIELS: And what does he mean by that wise guy?
MASTERS: I believe it is ancient Arabic for ‘I don’t even know what I said so I don’t know how the hell you did’.
DANIELS: Quite possibly William. El Pablo now anyway is beginning a beat down on the World Champion, stomp after stomp, now a standing moonsault but OH MY…HERE COMES ERIC!
MASTERS: Now that is what I mean by intelligence, not El Pablo, not Zodiac Thrilla, Eric Collum! He waited for his spot and struck like a viper. Now Eric with the stomps on El Pablo, oh and a Standing Moonsault of his own.
DANIELS: Yeah and I bet the only reason he chose to do that was to mock the Five Star Superstar. Collum now goes towards the World Champion, these two have met before, but never for these high stakes. Maynard stumbles into the corner, Eric now with a right hand, then another, Eric steps away but COMES BACK AT PACE!
MASTERS: OH NO…High boot, Maynard catching Eric right in the jaw there and that will slow any man down, Maynard comes out of the corner…CLOTHESLINE…COLLUM BACK UP…MAYNARD AGAIN THIS TIME…FIREMAN’S CARRY!
DANIELS: NO…DDT…MAYNARD SWITCHING ATTACKS IN MID AIR THERE! And we all know Maynard could have pulled off his Third Eye if he wanted then, a Fireman’s Carry into a cutter, a lethal maneuver.
MASTERS: Yes but he knows El Pablo was watching and waiting, as he comes in now, El Pablo with a right, but Maynard blocked and hit’s a right of his own…HAHA EL PABLO ALMOST KNOCKED OVER THE ROPES WITH ONE HIT!
DANIELS: Maynard is the strongest man in this man clearly, his power could be a deciding factor in this match, but to have two aerial masters in the ring with you, it must be pretty worrying for the Champ.
MASTERS: I doubt it would worry him Jarred, he has beaten all kinds of aerial superstars before, including these two men before, so don’t be so quick to suggest what the Champ is thinking.
DANIELS: El Pablo is back on his feet now as Maynard hit’s a knee to the gut, he whips him to the ropes as El Pablo comes back…no he holds on, Maynard runs in for a clothesline but El Pablo ducks, the CHAMP FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPES!
MASTERS: A mistake there by the Champ, and now we are left with El Pablo and Collum to duel it out. Eric is up as El Pablo grabs him from behind, grabbing Collum off guard, El Pablo with a waist lock but Eric takes Pablo down with a snap mare.
DANIELS: Eric with a hard dropkick to the back of Pablo’s head. Eric lifts him back up as he hit’s a European Uppercut, then grabs the former World Champ…TWIST OF FATE…NO…EL PABLO COUNTERS…OH MY A TWIST OF FATE OF HIS OWN!
MASTERS: What the hell is this? Copy the leader? These two are fighting like ditto, so similar with similar attacks, it is amazing.
DANIELS: And El Pablo getting the better of that exchange as he covers…
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DANIELS: Just as Eric gets his shoulder up Maynard crawls back inside the ring. El Pablo hasn’t seen here I don’t think, Maynard lifts El Pablo up for a Full Nelson…NO…VICTORY ROLL!!!!!
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MASTERS: This man is a reversing machine, and the fact that he is so damn fast and agile means it is almost possible to hurt him, although he seems to always end up a bloodied mess at the end of every show, I wonder how?
DANIELS: It is called attacking from behind, something Maynard and Collum are very familiar with.
MASTERS: What are you implying Jarred?
DANIELS: Oh never mind. Maynard is back up now anyway, a look of shock on his face but he should know the speed of this man by now. Maynard goes for a clothesline but El Pablo ducks, right hand, left hand, El Pablo whips Maynard to the ropes, El Pablo jumps up high but MISSES HIS DROPKICK…MAYNARD CARRIES ON…OH MY GOD ERIC COLLUM IS BACK UP…CORKSCREW DROPKICK!!!!!!
MASTERS: My God Maynard avoids on ninja and gets hit by another, this man is likely to go cross-eyed at the end of this match.
DANIELS: Collum is back up now as he seems to have gained momentum, much to the dismay of these fans. Eric lifts Maynard up, knife edge chop, then a right hand, then another, Eric whips Maynard from one corner to the other, Eric follows him…SPRINGBOARD AND THE…YES HE CONNECTS WITH THE DIVING ELBOW…
MASTERS: EL PABLO IS BACK UP AND COLLUM SEES HIM…RUNNING HEADSCISSORS!
DANIELS: Eric Collum, the current TV Champion is explosive at this point in time in this encounter. He is the last man standing now as he…OH MY…HE IS GOING TO THE TOP ROPE…
MASTERS: Either live or die Jarred, this man is risking it all here, could it pay off? Could he be the next World Champion?
DANIELS Eric reaches the top rope but OH MY…EL PABLO SHOT UP AND NOW JUMPS UP ONTO THE TOP ROPE ALONG WITH ERIC!
MASTERS: These two men balancing above Maynard here who is still down, one man will fall but who will it be?
DANIELS: I don’t know, El Pablo seems to be going for a superplex here…BUT WHAT IS THIS?! MAYNARD IS NOW UP!
MASTERS: He can’t get up there Jarred, the corner post wouldn’t be able to withstand that!
DANIELS: Maynard walks behind El Pablo who is balancing on the edge of the corner post…this could be dangerous…WAIT WHAT IS ERIC COLLUM DOING…HE IS STANDING UP ON THE THIRD ROPE…OH MY GOD IN HEAVENS HE JUST JUMPED OVER AND HIT A POWERBOMB ON EL PABLO…
MASTERS: BUT LOOK AT THIS…NOT ONLY DID HE HIT A POWERBOMB ON EL PABLO…HE HIT A VICTORY ROLL ON MAYNARD…AND THE THREE COUNT?!
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DANIELS: MAYNARD ESCAPES. But oh my goodness me, I have never witnessed something like that in my years of commentating. Lets take a look at the replay here. And as you see, as Eric flew over El Pablo taking him down with a power bomb off the top rope, he also wrapped his legs around the throat of Maynard taking him down also, what a magnificent athlete.
MASTERS: And all these three men seem to be hurt here, the ref counting them down as slowly as possible, but not yet are they stirring. Eric deserves to win the match just with that move in my opinion.
DANIELS: Well as good as it was, it didn’t get the job done. Eric seems to be making his way to his feet now though, still the man in control here.
MASTERS: Yes Eric is up and maybe these two men are hurt, who knows, he could be moments away from collecting his first CZW World Title here…
DANIELS: Or keeping his TV Title, who knows…
MASTERS: That would be idiotic, what fool would vacate the World Title for the TV Title?!
DANIELS: I don’t know I was just speculating…
MASTERS: You’re an idiot Jarred.
DANIELS: Well whatever Title is chosen, they have a lot more work to do, El Pablo and Maynard are now back on their feet. El Pablo going toe to toe with the TV Champion, Eric with a right hand, El Pablo with a right, Eric stops him with a knee to the sternum, then throws El Pablo over the top rope, landing awkwardly there on one leg. Eric turns around…DDT BY THE WORLD CHAMPION…AND THE COVER…
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MASTERS: My God these fans nearly made me damn near soil myself there, I have heard of excited but damn guys leave off the speed for one day.
DANIELS: There just enjoying a legendary World Title match just like I am and all these fans at home. Maynard is back up now as he backs away to the ropes, then runs back towards Collum who lies still in the middle of the ring…KNEE DROP. Maynard now picks Eric back up as he spears him into the corner. Right hand, then another, then another, Maynard whips Eric to the opposite corner but no…he whips him straight back around into the same corner…MY GOD WHAT IMPACT…HIS HEAD SMASHING OFF THE TURNBUCKLE…AND MAYNARD WITH A ROLL UP OF HIS OWN HERE…
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MASTERS: Yeah it seems these men are desperate, any way to get a pin fall they will try it.
DANIELS: And you can’t blame them there. Eric is back up now but seems to still be dazed from that turnbuckle shot. Maynard kicks Eric in the gut…
MASTERS: LOOK OUT…
DANIELS: MAYNARD GOING FOR THE OPIATE…
MASTERS: COLLUM COUNTERS…HURRICARANA!!!!!!!!!!
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DANIELS: This match is so closely contested, any man could reverse any move into a match winner, but so far they haven’t found one yet. Just as I say that El Pablo jumps onto the apron as Eric sees him. El Pablo dives up…HE VAULTS OFF THE TOP ROPE…
MASTERS: ERIC COUNTERS AGAIN…SUPERKICK IN MID AIR!!!!!!!!!
DANIELS: EL PABLO JUST PUT HIS OWN WEIGHT AND POWER INTO THE FOOT OF COLLUM THERE…COULD THIS DO IT?!
MASTERS: No Maynard is now back up and Eric hasn’t realized. Maynard swings Eric around but Eric retaliates with a right hand, then another, Eric Irish whips Maynard to the ropes, Maynard comes back…MAYNARD THE ONE WITH THE COUNTER NOW…CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!!!!
DANIELS: And Collum may wish he was in hell right now, the impact from that clothesline was monstrous. Eric almost landed on his head here as we look at the replay, Eric doing a full 360 turn, and we talked about the power of Maynard compared to these guys in this match, do you think it has finally took it’s toll William?
MASTERS: Yeah I mean there is only so long these guys can fly around the ring for, but when they are worn down and tired, and Maynard hits impact-filled moves such as that, there game plan may have to be changed due to default.
DANIELS: Maynard resting here, and I can’t blame him, these fans clearly still fully on the side of the challenger…El Pablo that is of course! Speaking of this Five Star warrior, he is now making his way back up. Maynard sees him though as he catches him with a knee to the jaw, sending the smaller man into the corner. Maynard stays on him, rights and lefts to the former World Champion, these two men of course met last month at Beginning of the End, Maynard getting the better there, El Pablo getting the better here though as he ducks a right hand, Maynard now in the corner as rolls have reversed.
MASTERS: El Pablo is laying into the World Champ but I don’t think his shots are having quite the desired effects here as Maynard’s did. El Pablo goes for a kick to the gut but Maynard catches the quick foot of El Pablo…
DANIELS: AND SPEAKING OF THE QUICK FEET…HE HIT’S AN ENSUGUIRI!! Maynard now falls back into the corner on his backside…El Pablo now stepping back, clearly with something in mind, he rolls towards Maynard, what is this? Rolling Thunder? He gets to Maynard and OH MY GOD…TAKE THAT OGT…BASEBALL SLIDES INTO THE MAN PARTS!!!!!!!
MASTERS: That sneaky little bastard, what must Hellena thin of this? The World Champ can’t do his business after that? He may never be the same again!
DANIELS: What must Hellena be feeling? WHAT IN THE WORLD MUST MAYNARD BE FEELING?! These fans though love it as Pablo loves every second of it…
MASTERS: These savage beasts!
DANIELS: El Pablo raising his hand in appreciation for the fans as they do the same back…WAIT WATCH OUT…OH MY GOD…ERIC FROM BEHIND…COLLUMBINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MASTERS: ERIC COLLUM COVERS FOR THE CHANCE TO BECOME WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
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MASTERS: THREE!! THREE COUNT!!!
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DANIELS: NO!!!!!!!!! MAYNARD REACHES…HE BREAKS IT UP…HE SAVES HIS WORLD TITLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MASTERS: El Pablo was nearly beat there, but Maynard dug deep down and managed to save his Title from the clutches of Elite Revolution and Eric Collum..
DANIELS: What a match we have here, and Eric is back up now, he kicks Maynard right in the jaw. He now stomps on him, Eric seems to have lost his cool here.
MASTERS: Like a wild animal, if you injure or hurt it in anyway, it comes back ten times stronger, Eric Collum could be unbeatable now.
DANIELS: He lifts Maynard up who can barely walk, Knife Edge Chop, European Uppercut, Eric grabs Maynard…AND DROPS HIM WITH A SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Eric hasn’t finished here as he runs towards the ropes, OH MY GOD LIONSAULT…
MASTERS: NO…MAYNARD ROLLS OUT THE WAY…BUT ERIC LANDS ON HIS FEET…WHAT ATHLETICISM…NOW ERIC FLIPS OVER ONCE MORE…STANDING MOONSAULT ON EL PABLO…
DANIELS: This man is awesome I have to admit, and some of these fans even beginning to cheer as Collum covers once more…
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MASTERS: Well Collum couldn’t get the pin fall there but his is really impressing a lot of people here, he even has a new fan…JARRED DANIELS!
DANIELS: I respect his athletic ability and his technical prowess however I will never believe in what the Elite Revolution stands for. These fans will always be mixed in their decisions, they are clearly impressed as I am too with Collum in these past few months, but his egotistical and unkind nature will always mean he has his doubters.
MASTERS: Unkind behavior? What in the heavens are you babbling about? You Don’t get to be World Champion by being kind of considerate, I don’t care who you are; Jesse Montana, Ace King, even our ‘beloved’ El Pablo. Now I am not stupid like some people close by, I can see that maybe about 95% of these fans are cheering for El Pablo and even the current World Champion, Maynard O’Toole, but 5% of these fans maybe can see what I can, and that is the fact we may be looking at the NEXT World Heavyweight Champion, I mean look at him, he is standing tall above the other two men right now, and has been for the majority of this match, Jarred!
DANIELS: Very true words spoken by William Masters, and as we discuss the popularity of these superstars, Maynard and El Pablo have now found their way back to their feet, Collum could be in trouble here.
MASTERS: Collum in trouble? Why?
DANIELS: OH AND BOTH MAYNARD AND PABLO LAUNCH THEMSELVES AT COLLUM, KNOCKING HIM DOWN AS HE ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
MASTERS: Why are they double teaming him? THIS IS NOT FAIR?!
DANIELS: It’s all legal, William. I think Eric believes he is safe here too, taking a bit of a breather. El Pablo always has other ideas though, these fans sense it coming…EL PABLO DIVES UP ONTO THE TOP ROPE…ERIC YOU BETTER LOOK OUT…WAIT WHAT IN THE HELL?!
MASTERS: UNBELIEVABLE…EL PABLO JUST HIT A MOONSAULT ON MAYNARD WHO WAS TOTALLY UNEXPECTING!
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DANIELS: I guess El Pablo wants that World Title more than we all thought, these fans may have wanted him to hit Eric there though…
MASTERS: El Pablo just did the smartest thing I have ever seen, it’s not all about pleasing the fans, it’s about yourself inside that ring. El Pablo doesn’t care about these fans…
DANIELS: That is TOTAL rubbish, El Pablo loves these fans, he loves to please them, your twisting this situation William and you know it, El Pablo just took Maynard off guard, and these fans love every part of it!
MASTERS: Your deluded just like these fans.
DANIELS: Sometimes you’re a total asshole to work with. Eric now slides back into the ring taking advantage of the situation. He stomps down Maynard and now walks over to El Pablo…BUT HE EXPLODES WITH A JAWBREAKER…Eric reels backwards as MAYNARD ROLLS HIM UP…
MASTERS: Quick thinking by the Champ.
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DANIELS: Eric kicks out with authority as he gets back up, Maynard on his knees as WHAT THE HELL…THAT WAS AWESOME…EL PABLO DIVING OFF THE BACK OF MAYNARD HITTING A BODY SPLASH!
MASTERS: This man can attack from all areas, what is he going to do next? Use you Jarred as a pole vault?!
DANIELS: Pole Vault? I think your getting into a weird area here William…
MASTERS: Err…
DANIELS: ANYWAY…Maynard is now back up as El Pablo hits him with a hard right to the jaw, Maynard holding his mouth, now bleeding I believe from the lip, El Pablo switches focus, hitting Eric with a few right hands, Maynard though from behind takes out the left leg of El Pablo, the smaller man dropping to the canvas. Eric now begins to hit right hands on Maynard, these three men clearly feeling the effects of this main event.
MASTERS: There gonna have to withstand it, it takes great stamina to be World Champion, you must be expected to fight each and every week.
DANIELS: Eric has the slight advantage again now, both Television and World champions now going at it in the middle of the ring…EL PABLO IS UP THOUGH…DIVING TO THE TOP ROPE…AND HE DIVES OFF TAKING BOTH OPPONENTS DOWN!!!!
MASTERS: AND WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT NINJA LIKE ATTACK?!
DANIELS: It looked like an extreme version of the Pablo slam, but he took out both opponents, and can he get a cover here?
MASTERS: He reaches, but have they had enough time to recuperate? El Pablo covers Collum…
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DANIELS: Maynard again must be feeling relief here, and what can be done to get a pin on any of these men?
MASTERS: Well Eric is back up again, regaining his breath, El Pablo back up too, Maynard rolls to the outside, maybe smart, maybe dumb.
DANIELS: Well were left with the two smaller men to fight it out, and the Champion can’t retain his Title while on the outside here. El Pablo sees Eric as he runs in, EP ducks the clothesline, strong martial arts kick to the jaw of Collum as he falls back into the ropes. EP now with a knife edge chop, these fans loving the echoes, the stinging chop. EP now Irish whips Collum as he bounces off the ropes, NO…MAYNARD TRIPS HIM UP…EL PABLO NOW RUNNING TOWARDS THE ROPES…MY GOD HE JUST DIVED OFF THE BACK OF COLLUM NOW AND HIT A SENTON SPLASH ON THE WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!
MASTERS: THIS MAN IS INSANE…AND THESE FANS ARE MAD…NO…NO…DON’T ENCOURAGE THIS LUNATIC!
DANIELS: El Pablo slides back into the ring, Maynard now down on the outside. Eric is back up as El Pablo Irish whips him into the corner…El Pablo runs in looking for a corner splash, Eric dodges though, the pace of these two amazing, however fitness levels are clearly effecting them now…WAIT GOOD GOD…COLLUMBINE FROM BEHIND…
MASTERS: NO…COLLUM MISSED IT…EL PABLO HUNG ONTO THE ROPES…COLLUM NOW DOWN!
DANIELS: El Pablo with a lucky escape there, and now he climbs to the top rope once again, what is he thinking this time? These fans believe it may be all over soon and they would love to see EP crowned a two time World Champion…
MASTERS: It’s not over yet…and El Pablo is in dangerous territories here, he could burn and crash at any time.
DANIELS: He has so much passion and heart, can he hit Eric here? NO…NO…MAYNARD KNOCKS EL PABLO OFF THE TOP…AND OH MY GOD THAT IS JUST SICK…EL PABLO LANDS THROAT FIRST ON THE TOP OF THE GUARDRAIL…THESE FANS LOOKING ON IN SHOCK AS THEY WITNESS THIS…
MASTERS: Oh my…El Pablo may need medical help here, but as much as EP is hurt, this match still goes on. Eric is getting to his feet here but Maynard gets back into the ring, not caring about El Pablo at all here, and why should he…
DANIELS: He could be badly hurt! But Maynard now looks to be setting Eric up…THIRD EYE!!!!!!! NO…NO…NO…ERIC COLLUM SLIPS OFF…COLLUMBINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MASTERS: MY GOD…PIN HIM ERIC…YOU COULD BE WORLD CHAMPION!
DANIELS: Eric with other intentions in mind, now crawling towards the corner, why he is not going for the cover I don’t know. El Pablo needs help here, I am serious now, someone should help this guy out.
MASTERS: He will survive, he is used to being hurt by now. I want to know what the hell Eric is thinking here.
DANIELS: Eric tries with all his might to push himself to his feet which he does, he now climbs the turnbuckle…MY GOD HE IS GOING FOR HIS AERIAL FINISHER!
MASTERS: Maynard get up…GET UP!
DANIELS: THE WORLD TITLE RESTS ON THIS…WILL HE HIT IT…WILL HE MISS…ERIC COLLUM ON TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE…THOUSANDS OF FANS NOW ON THEIR FEET…THIS IS IT…WILL THE TITLE CHANGE HANDS?!
MASTERS: AERIAL REVOLUTION…HE HITS IT! HE HITS IT!!!
DANIELS: HE IS THREE SECONDS AWAY FROM BECOMING WORLD CHAMPION!
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MASTERS: HE HAS IT…HE WON THE GOLD…
DANIELS: ERIC COLLUM IS THE NEW CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!
MASTERS: WHAT A MATCH WE JUST WITNESSED…AND FINALLY THE EMT’S MAKE THEIR WAY DOWN.
DANIELS: I hope El Pablo is okay. But the first Pay-Per-View of 2009 sees a new World Champion. Eric Collum just took his career to new heights, love him or hate him, he is one impressive young athlete.
MASTERS: Maynard…poor Maynard, he rolls out the ring as a few medical staff comfort him, he doesn’t look happy though, and El Pablo, I think he is being carried off!
DANIELS: WAIT A SECOND…WHO IS THIS?! MY GOD WE HAVEN’T SEEN THIS MAN FOR A LONG TIME…LAST TIME WE SAW HIM HE FOUGHT ERIC COLLUM FOR THE TELEVISION TITLE!
MASTERS: JERAN HUDSON?! WHAT DOES HE WANT HERE TONIGHT? YOU THINK HE IS STILL AFTER COLLUM?!
DANIELS: I have no idea, but these fans don’t seem to be giving him the welcome he may have hoped to get. He seems to be coming over here, oh I see, he has just picked up not one, but two titles, Jeran now with both the TV and the World Title, both at the moment belonging to the Human Highlight Reel.
MASTERS: WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO? HIT ERIC WITH BOTH BELTS HERE?!
DANIELS: I sense something about to happen, something planned William. Jeran now confidently strides into the ring, and Eric has noticed him. These fans look confused just as we are, just as Eric seems to be. Jeran is now holding out both belts to Eric, asking which one he chooses, but why is that Jeran’s job? Does he get the vacant belt?!
MASTERS: He could do, he was in System of Supremacy before remember.
DANIELS: Eric chooses the CZW World Title belt ladies and gentlemen, but what is Jeran thinking. WAIT HE DROPS THE TV TITLE ON THE MAT…NOW HE HOLDS ERIC’S ARM UP…BOTH MEN CELEBRATING?!
MASTERS: ARE THESE TWO NOW ALIGNED TOGETHER?!
DANIELS: You don’t think…Oh no and there he is…Gregory Grantham, clearly in pain from his brutal contest earlier where he just fell short, but I have a feeling he may be smiling at the end of the night, and the rest of CZW may not be…
MASTERS: THESE THREE MEN…GREGORY GRANTHAM…THE NEW CZW WORLD CHAMPION ERIC COLLUM…AND NOW THE YOUNG TALENT THAT IS JERAN HUDSON…AND AS GRANTHAM GIVES HIM THE ER T-SHIRT…WE WITNESS THE RE-BORTH OF ELITE REVOLUTION…
DANIELS: What we see in the ring now could be the future of this company, they may one day take over CZW and I for one am scared, but folks if you are just tuning in for whatever reason, you have missed one of the greatest PPV’s CZW has seen, and yes we have a NEW CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…
MASTERS: I can’t decide what my favorite match was tonight, all I know is I can’t wait until Overdrive next week, we will see who gets what case, and one man will be fired…we will see all the reactions from Evil Intentions and we will see…well…me William Masters.
DANIELS: Yeah that is the downside, but the rest will be great, thank you for tuning in folks and we will see you soon. Goodnight!
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