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CZW Presents OVERDRIVE!
February 8th 2010
~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
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~ THE MAYNARD O'TOOLE & MIKE KING TITLE BOUT CONTRACT SIGNING! ~
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-=- BEAUTIFUL AGONY VS. YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION! -=-
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-=- TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT MATCH! -=-
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-=- CZW ULTRAVIOLENT TITLE STREET FIGHT BETWEEN TWO FORMER FRIENDS!! -=-
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-=- THEIR FIRST ONE-ON-ONE ENCOUNTER! -=-
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-=- BEAUTIFUL AGONY VS. YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION! -=-
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-=- DARK MATCH -=-
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-=- DARK MATCH -=- *** Johnny proceeded to come out and have a lot of fun with the ring-side fans before entering the ring. In a show of good sportsmanship, the two shook hands, but this match was all Kerosene. Johnny used his quickness to run circles around his opponent, hitting a flying forearm right off the bat, followed by a single-handed bulldog just as he regained his feet. Johnny attempted a quick victory roll, but Yoshi kicked out at two. Regaining his feet, Yoshi went for a big kick, but Johnny caught the foot, whipped him around and nailed a brutal dragon-screw. Pandering to the crowd, Kerosene signalled for the end as he measured up his opponent. Yoshi regained his footing and Johnny charged in, practically decapitating his opponent with the Flyin’ V. 3 seconds later, and Johnny walked away with the decisive victory. *** BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The fans in Lexington are on their feet, cheering loudly. Panning across the sea of bodies, we take in some of the signs in the crowd: “O’Toole is the man, SON!” “Mountain Man puts my butt in the seat!” “Kirkland, make Covey straight-edge!” “Ryan Shane- go FORK yourself!” The cameras continue to pass over the crowd as we go to our commentary team. Daniels: “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of CZW Overdrive! Jarred Daniels here along with Shawn Waters and William Masters, and this week, the big story has to be the new Fiscus alliance with his younger brother “Psycho” Sam Attic as well as former adversary “the Realist” Kris Kash.” Waters: “A bit of a shocking turn of events for Kash to join the ranks. It’ll be interesting to see how he fits in to all of this.” Masters: “Kash is obviously a smart man, joining the premier outfit in this industry. Staying with Alan and company can only be a great decision.” Daniels: “Well, Kash is teaming with Sam Attic in tonight’s main event against “the Aerial Specialist” Krimzon Blaze and Cage Stryker, with Matt Covey in their corner. It should be a great and very physical contest…fans, I’m being told we have something going on in the parking lot.” (The scene turns to outside in the parking lot where a gold Hummer arrives to the arena. After parking the driver‘s door opens and Caleb Walker hops out. The crowd boos loudly as the camera pans out to him walking into the building. Suddenly seconds later a loud booming voice is heard.) Kimo: C’mon motha f**ka! Ya wanted a war? Ya got one! I ain’t waitin fo our match! Imma bust yo fat head open now dog!!!” (Kimo screams out as he comes into the picture with a sledge hammer in his hands. Not even taking a breath Kimo slams the hammer right through the driver’s side window only to discover Caleb isn’t there.) Kimo: Oh ya wait dog! Ya wait! Imma f**k yo shit up!!! (In a complete frenzy Kimo proceeds to slam the hammer all over the body producing dents all over the body. Shards of glass go flying everywhere as he shatters the wind shield. He proceeds to smash the hammer on the hood until the hood completely is warped and pops open.) Kimo: See this Caleb! You see this! This is what imma do to yo bitch ass dog! (Kimo turns around and smashes the head lights and then the passenger side windows without even thinking. By the time Kimo is done the Hummer looks mangled and all the windows and lights are shattered. Kimo stands there panting before turning and storming back into the building showing no emotion at all. The scene then transitions back to the announce booth.) Waters: “Wow, someone is certainly agitated, to say the least.” Daniels: “Caleb Walker and Kimo Newton have been at eachother’s throats for the past several weeks! Tonight they have a chance to finally settle this score one-on-one. That match and more coming up later tonight on Overdrive!” ***
-=- BEAUTIFUL AGONY VS. YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION! -=- *** Mike Monroe appears on stage as "Silent Civilian" begins. He scans the crowd briefly, then walks deliberately toward the ring.
Jessica Towers Reaching ringside he climbs the steps quickly, walks down the apron, one hand on the top rope. He gets to the middle of the apron and wipes his feet, the enters between the second and top rope. He walks to the center of the ring and looks out over the crowd with a look of determination.
Jessica Towers
He raises one fist in the air, then retreats to his corner to await the start of the match.
Jessica Towers Knox Harper walks out onto the stage. He is accompanied by Ryan Shane. They pound fists as Ryan retreats to the back and Knox continues to the ring. He enters the ring and gets on the top turnbuckle.
Jessica Towers
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters Ding! Ding! Ding! Mike and Knox circle each other. Mike lunges in for a tie-up, but Knox counters with a sharp right to the midsection. Mike doubles over and stumbles forward. Knox grabs Mike and stuns him with a European uppercut. The Misfit hits the canvas hard.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters Knox wastes no time, pulling Mike to his feet and rocking him with a hard jab. He follows it with a quick arm drag, throwing Mike back to the canvas. Knox waits as Mike rolls to his knees, and runs in for a low dropkick. Mike acts quickly, dodging aside, and Knox baseball slides past Monroe. Knox plants his heels and rolls to his feet. As Mike moves to his feet, Knox comes in for a hard clothesline. Mike ducks the clothesline and drives Knox to the canvas with a hard neck breaker.
Jarred Daniels
William Masters
Shawn Waters
William Masters Mike rolls to his feet and pulls Knox up after him. He draws Knox in front face lock and hooks the arm. Mike holds for a moment, looking to the announce table with a smirk.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters Mike hops to his feet and puts the boots to Knox, who rolls to his stomach for protection. Mike steps back and drops a knee into the small of Knox’s back. Knox writhes in pain and ducks out of the ring to get some space. Knox stumbles along ringside. Mike hits the ropes, and charges at Knox, pounding him with a baseball slide. Knox flies forward, crashing face-first into the crowd barricade. Knox pulls himself to his feet and turns around, just in time to catch a huge suicide dive from Mike Monroe.
William Masters
Shawn Waters The crowd goes wild as a slow-motion replay of the dive plays on the screen. When the shot cuts back to live action, Mike is pulling Knox to his feet. Monroe scoops Knox up, leaping slightly and dropping Knox’s back across the crowd barricade. Knox falls back into the ring area, crumpled upside-down in a ball. Mike steps back and leaps, dropping a knee across Knox’s face.
William Masters
Shawn Waters Mike pulls Knox to his feet again and rolls him into the ring. Mike hops onto the apron and springs over it, feet out for a leg drop. Knox gets a second wind and rolls to the apron as Mike smashes his tailbone into the canvas. Mike’s eyes pop almost out of his skull as he slumps over to his side.
Jarred Daniels Harper hops up to the top turnbuckle. He waits a moment to size Mike up and leaps. The Assassin twists around while flipping a moonsault, and crushes Mike. He hangs on for the cover.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels
William Masters 1… 2… Mike kicks out! Knox kicks to his feet and stalks Mike. Monroe pulls himself to his feet, but Knox pounces. Knox hooks him up in a half nelson and drives him face-first to the canvas. Mike hits the mat and pulls himself to his hands and knees. Knox grabs Mike by the leg and hooks him up, locking in a painful STF. Mike cries out in pain, reaching for the ropes.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels
William Masters Mike inches towards the ropes. He reaches out, stretching his fingertips as far as they go…and grabs the bottom rope! Knox breaks the hold and circles the ring. The crowd goes wild, and Knox seems to thrive on it.
Jarred Daniels
William Masters
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels Knox pulls Mike up by his hair, but Mike sneaks a quick low blow. He follows it up with a quick jawbreaker, and the ref knows no difference.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters
Jarred Daniels Knox stumbles back as Mike hops to his feet. Mike ducks behind Knox and hooks him up before dropping him with an inverted implant DDT. Mike goes for the pin, but immediately reconsiders. He hops to his feet and scales the turnbuckle. A loud murmur pulses through the crowd. Mike takes his sweet time, lining himself up. He makes a slow motion with his hands and jumps off the turnbuckle into a frog splash…but Knox is pulling the pin.
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels
William Masters Both Shawn and Jarred shake their heads. As Knox tosses the grenade Mike lands on him with the frog splash.
William Masters
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters Mike holds for the pin 1 2 Knox kicks out.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters Mike measures up the writhing Knox Harper and goes for a Standing Corkscrew SSP.
Jarred Daniels Knox moves at the last second as Mike crashes to the mat.
William Masters Knox on the offensive again pulls Mike to his feet by his hair. He follows up planting Mike with a reverse DDT. He goes for the pin. 1 Kick out by Mike.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters Knox now, on the top turnbuckle. He’s waiting for Monroe to get up. Monroe slowly to his feet. He turns around as Knox dives with a missile dropkick. Mike sidesteps and delivers a super kick. Knox crumples to the mat.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters Monroe still leaning against the ropes.
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters Monroe now sees the prone Knox Harper. He smiles. He bounces off the ropes into a rolling thunder…Knox moves before the leg drop connects. Monroe screams in pain as Knox quickly grabs him from behind and pulls him up…
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters 1 2 3
Jessica Towers
William Masters
Shawn Waters
Jarred Daniels
Shawn Waters
William Masters
Shawn Waters
William Masters
Jarred Daniels Daniels: "A hard fought win for Knox, but it doesn’t seem like this Youthful Aggression/Beautiful Agony rivalry is going to end any time soon!." Waters: “Looks like Knox is going to try and inflict a bit more punishment! He pulls Monroe up…He’s going for the Chinese Buffet!!” Masters: “The what?” Daniels: “Monroe counters, smacking Harper’s foot away! He has him up…DEAD-END DRIVER!! Harper is down AND out!!” Masters: "Where in the bloody hell is he going?" Mike rolls out of the ring and lifts the apron skirt, looking under the ring for something. After a few seconds, he pulls out a small black bag, to the loud cheers of the crowd. Daniels: "This could get interesting. Monroe is known as one of the most extreme wrestlers on our roster." Masters: "There could be anything in that bag. Thumbtacks, broken glass, even piranhas." Waters: "Why in the hell would there be piranhas in that bag?" Mike gets back into the ring and has a crew member toss him a microphone. Mike: "Don't think I'm done with you yet. I have a little surprise for you." Mike opens the bag, and to the surprise of the crowd, pulls out a box of pancake batter, a bottle of syrup and a stick of butter. He douses Harper with the batter and syrup and then shoves the stick of butter in Harper's mouth. Before the crowd could fully react, the whole arena is plunged into darkness. When the lights go back on, a masked figure is standing at the entranceway. ???: "Remember me, Mikey?" Before Mike could react, the arena goes dark. When the lights go back on, the figure is nowhere to be seen. Mike is standing in the ring astonished before running out of the ring and to the backstage area. *** Jarred: “Who was that masked individual? Tonight just keeps getting stranger by the moment. Now I’m being told that Caleb Walker is backstage trying to find Kimo Newton, likely for what occurred earlier.” Masters: “You better believe it, Jarred. Caleb didn’t really care about Kimo and his thirst for vengeance until tonight, now Mr. Newton is going to find out what kind of damage Caleb can really do. Let’s go to the back!” The camera shot switches to show a very angry Caleb Walker walking purposefully through the arena halls. Every now and then he lashes out at something as he walks by; a garbage can and its contents go skidding down the hall, a runner has his paperwork knocked from his hands, a table is upended. Finally, Walker ends up outside a door. He tries to open it and, finding it locked, he pounds on it violently! Caleb: “Newton! NEWTON! Come out of there, you piece of crap!” Caleb waits for about 10 seconds, then kicks the sturdy door. It is dented but holds, and he takes a step back and hits it again. With his teeth gritted, he backs up further and, with a short running start, kicks the door straight off its hinges! He storms into the room. Caleb: “Kimo, where are you? You can’t hide from me!” Cameraman, fearful: “Mr. Walker, I have a report that Kimo is on the other side of the building, speaking to a road agent.” For one second, it looks like Caleb is going to attack the man, then he turns, looking at some of Kimo’s things, including and open duffel bag sitting on a bench. Caleb: “Fine. Kimo likes to leave messages? I’ll leave him a message. This is my yard, and I’ll mark it so he understands that!” With Caleb’s back turned to the camera, Caleb facing toward the duffel, we hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper being undone...and then what sounds like liquid being poured onto something. Back to the announcers: Jarred: “Oh my lord! Did Walker just do what I think he did?” Masters: “Ha ha ha! You know the old saying, ‘When you gotta go, you gotta go!’ Ha!” Jarred: “How utterly disgusting!” ***
‘You can’t run forever Montana. Your time is running out. Your blood will be mine.’
The cameras zoom away form the blood stained letter that rests on a mahogany desk. Looking down at the letter with wide open eyes and a shaking bottom lip is none other than the ‘Missing in Action’ CZW President, Jesse Montana. The fans make a loud blast as they quickly recognize the familiar sight, mainly large boos however a fair mix of cheers for the return of the Most Hated Man in the history of sports entertainment. Another voice is heard coming from behind Montana.
‘You can’t let this man get to you Jesse. Your forgetting who we are, we have more dollar bills than the entirety of the fans in this sold out arena together, WOO were indestructible.’
The fans boo as they realize the voice belongs to the founder of CZW, Derek Damage, the man who turned on his own son a few months back. Montana slams his fist down upon the desk and turns towards Derek, striking a vicious glare path.
‘Shut it you impotent old fool, were not dealing with a man here, were dealing with a psychopath, a monster…
Derek sighs as Jesse stalls his words, now walking slowly towards his much older business partner.
‘Were dealing with a Jackal.’
As the two men look at each other with intensely worried faces, the fans react with a chorus of cheers at the mention of the Jackal.
‘I can see your stressed Jesse, so I’m going to forgive you for that comment about my genitalia, as millions of women can vouch for my working grapefruits, no sir no problem down their WOOOOO!!! But you have to keep your composure. You’ve been missing from the business you now run for too long. People are beginning to wonder where you’ve been. People like Alan Fiscus are now running this place.’
‘SO LET THEM WONDER! Let the inmates run the asylum, they will only be begging for my return just like they did all those months ago. I got this place back on track, if it wasn’t for me, CZW would be dead and buried just like my Father, just like my whore of a Mother…
Montana now stares face to face with his apparent friend, Derek Damage. Both men not showing a sign of backing down.
‘Your either with me, or against me. And I know you’re a smart man, Derek, I know you’ll choose the correct option.’
Derek flinches, as he begins to ponder over his answer. He then steps away shaking his head, hands on his hips, adjusting his six figure dollar suit.
‘With you in what Jesse?’
Montana reaches over for the note, as he picks it up and scrunches it up in the palm of his hand. His face is now full of pure hatred. He grits his teeth, an evil not even Montana has shown before. He opens his mouth as the whole arena remains silent.
‘Jackal wants blood, right? So we shall give him blood.’
Montana smiles as Derek begins to nod his head, showing off his pearly white false teeth. Apparently Damage knows what Montana is on about. The fans remain wondering, as the scene fades, leaving them in confusion.
Masters: How great it is to see the boss again, Mr. Montana, and of course our great founder, Mr. Damage.
Daniels: Yes, yet another chance for you to kiss ass here in the Combat Zone.
Masters: Please Jarred, don’t ruin this moment with your torrid slander.
Waters: Yeah guys great to see the wrinkly old fart again, oh and Derek Damage of course.
Daniels: Ha ha I like it. And what exactly was Montana on about when he said he’s going to ‘Give Him Blood’, I must say that was a disturbing scene just captured on CZW cameras.
Waters: And I guess it sparks the return of the OAP society back in the Combat Zone….
Masters: Not forgetting one of the most dangerous men in the sport, and a man obsessed with revenge upon our President, the Jackal Karl Jackson.
Daniels: Almost like two worlds colliding here in CZW. I just can’t wait for that revelation to follow course, and speaking of revelations, isn’t it true William that you officially came out of the closet this week? I saw your magazine deal with ‘Zoo’ and your caption reading ‘William Masters : A lifetime of grappling with men’
Masters: They called it what?!
Waters: Ha ha, I guess after your last 16 failed marriages, you’ve turned a new corner in your life, huh Willie?!
Masters: Bloody journalists, always getting the wrong end of the stick.
Daniels: Sounds like you know a lot about the stic…
Masters: Oh shut it you little frigid yuppie! At least I’m not approaching the age of fifty and still a virgin.
Daniels: I’m not a virgin, I have a wife and two kids.
Masters: Never noticed how little Oliver and Mary have a striking resemblance to their Uncle William, huh?
Daniels: What th-
Waters: Anyway guys, before you get your panties in a twist and start slapping each other, I think it’s time for our next contest.
Masters: *under his breath* ‘Oh, and I went down on your sister too’
The camera switches to a spot outside of Kimo Newton’s dressing room as we see The Hoodlum from Hawaii arriving. Kimo: “Hey, man, waiting for an interview? I only got a minute, my match is about to start...” Kimo notices the door to his room opened and hanging on one hinge. Kimo: “All right, what’s goin’ on?” Cameraman, off screen: “Um...Caleb Walker was pretty angry about his car...” Kimo: “And what’s that smell?” Newton steps into the room and the camera eagerly follows, hoping for a good reaction shot. Kimo just looks in shock and the camera pans slowly across the room. We see some sort of liquid sprayed across the lockers in streaks about waist high. Kimo, smiling: “How pathetic. More like a dog of war, only twice as dumb.” Kimo then sees his duffel bag, still open. The camera moves forward, revealing a huge pile of feces resting inside the duffel and on top of the bag’s contents. The knife Kimo had stabbed into Caleb’s door many weeks ago is stabbed into the pile. Kimo’s eyes are suddenly big and his dark skin darkens even more as he gnashes his teeth. Kimo: "WHAT THA F**K DOG!!! YA GOTTA BE MOTHA F**KIN KIDDIN ME!!!" Kimo completely snaps. He opens a locker and begins to kick it over and over again until it falls off of its hinges, then he picks it up and throws it. He picks up a steel chair and tosses it right into the wall mirror, shattering the glass. The angry Hoodlum sees the knife and grabs it by its still clean handle and pull it out, brown material still stuck to the blade. He lets out a sadistic laugh. Kimo "Oh yeah Caleb thanks fo givin me ma blade back! Yea now that I'm armed Imma cut yo motha f**kin eyes out! This shit ain’t funny!" Offscreen, we hear the camera man snicker. Kimo looks up at him. Kimo: “What da hell you laughin fo?” Cameraman, offscreen: “Your choice of words. It was kinda funny.” Kimo: “Oh, really? So’s this!” Kimo charges the camera. Although we don’t see the details, the camera is wrenched from the hands of the wielder and slammed to the floor. We do see Kimo’s foot come down on the lens once, twice, three times when the shot goes grey. Waters: “Another camera that doesn’t make it off the battlefield of CZW. I wonder how many of those we buy each year.” Masters: “I don’t care as long as its not coming from my paycheck. That Kimo, though, he owes the company big time!” Jarred: “Can you blame him, after what Caleb did? But folks, I have to say, so far we’ve had a lot of action and not even halfway through!” Waters: “That’s CZW for you. And I’m looking forward to this upcoming match.” ***
-=- THEIR FIRST ONE-ON-ONE ENCOUNTER! -=- *** At this point, the song “My Hood” by Young Jeezy begins to play and the audience begins a solid cheer as Kimo makes his appearance at the top of the ramp. He's still dressed as we saw him moments before, but he isn't acting angry. Jessica: “Our next match is standard CZW rules. Our first competitor, hailing from Honolulu, Hawaii and weighing 195 lbs...The Hoodlum from Hawaii...Kimo NEWTONNNNN!” At the sound of his name Kimo looks up as if pleasantly surprised, then makes his way down the ramp while moving side to side and greeting as many of the crowd as he can reach! Jarred: “Kimo here has certainly built up a fan base since making his debut! He’s really beginning to love the attention the fans give him.” Waters: “Well, he’s worked hard for it. He’s a little violent but otherwise he’s an exciting individual with a positive attitude. He’s shocked everyone with a couple good victories and a surprising grasp of wrestling technique for the fact he wasn’t wrestling until late last year!” Masters: “It’s just a testament to the ultimate skills of Chris Ross that Kimo absorbed wrestling from him. You can only go so far though, and Caleb is a consummate grappler. Kimo will find that out in a few minutes.” Kimo circles the ring once, again shaking hands and giving ‘high-fives’ before climbing in the ring. Even as he does his music stops and the opening strains of Twisted Sister’s ‘Burn In Hell’ begin. Up at the top of the ramp we see what appears to be red liquid dripping down in front of the entrance, and Caleb steps out passively. He seems to be taking a shower of blood.. Jessica: “And his opponent, hailing from Sacramento, California and weighing 300 lbs, he is Caleb WALKER, the God...of...WARRRRRR!” The song suddenly explodes in to electric guitar with the words ‘Burn in hell,’ and Caleb sweeps aside the clear plastic sheet that the bloody image is projected on. Wearing the Roman armor chestplate and red cape, he struts toward the ring to a chorus of jeers as the audience shows its appreciation of Walker’s arrogance. Waters: “Now, so far Kimo has stood his ground against The God of War, but there has always been someone else there getting in the way. I really wonder how well Newton will do here. Caleb outweighs him by a hundred pounds and is seven inches taller! It usually takes experience for a smaller man to overcome that kind of size difference.” Masters: “That’s what I’ve been saying all along. Newton doesn’t stand a chance. He’ll just have to take his soiled things home a loser tonight.” Jarred: “William, I just can’t believe you would defend Caleb’s actions but condemn...wait a minute. Caleb has paused near the ring to chastise a fan holding a Kimo poster. Kimo is getting impatient...he’s sprinting and springing onto the top of the turnbuckle...Caleb is turning back toward the ring...” Waters: “Kimo flies! From the top rope a suicide dive onto Caleb at ringside! Caleb never knew what hit him!” Masters: “And the ref just called for the bell! This thing has started!” At ringside Kimo has mounted the prone Caleb and raining punches down on his face. Caleb is covering up well. Kimo hits the chain main headdress Caleb wears and stands up favoring his right hand. Walker begins to rise but Kimo jumps back in and rips the chestplate off of the God of War’s muscular frame...and nails him hard in the back with it! Jarred: “And a second time...and a third! We aren’t thirty seconds into this and Caleb is hitting the floor again! We haven’t even made it into the ring.” Caleb, looking for an escape, crawls under the ring. Kimo begins looking for him but is unsure where he’s going to come up, and moments later, Walker appears from the left side of where he had been. Kimo sees him and charges, but as he does, Caleb takes the chain head piece off and wraps it around his right hand. Kimo moves to attack but Caleb throws a hard right, nearly nailing Kimo flush! Kimo uses the chestplate as a shield as Caleb assaults him with his loaded fist. Kimo inexplicably tells Caleb “Here!”, and hands him the chestplate. Masters: “Cream him, Caleb! Yeah!” Jarred: “But why would he...DROPKICK! Kimo dropkicked the chest plate right into Caleb’s face, and Caleb fell back into the ring post! Wow, a double shot there! Kimo is showing a great awareness of his surroundings.” Masters: “Desperation, that’s all. It can’t last long.” Waters: “A great man once said: ‘Desperation is a necessary ingredient to learning anything, or creating anything. Period. If you ain't desperate at some point, you ain't interesting’.” Jarred: “Hemingway?” Waters: “No. Jim Carrey.” Jarred: “Um...yeah. Meanwhile back at ringside, Caleb is trying to recover from that nasty shot but Kimo isn’t really letting him, hitting with a flying knee to Walker’s back. He’s pounding on Walker’s back with forearm shots and kicking the big man in the chest. A rake to the eyes! Caleb just blinded Kimo momentarily and he’s walking away just to get a little distance. Kimo is shaking it off and runs toward Caleb...He’s STEPPING UP ONTO THE RING BARRIER!” Masters: “He’s walking the tightrope, hops up onto Caleb’s shoulders.” Kimo, heard over nearby mics: “Eat me, Muthaf**ka!” Masters: “That piece of crap! He can’t talk to the God of War like that!” Waters: “Maybe he can, maybe he can’t, but he can hit a Huricanrana from that position...which he does! Again, Caleb is on the ground! Kimo is really taking the fight to him!” Jarred: “Caleb is starting to rise again, but Kimo is behind him...Kimo is stepping up onto a ringside table. From this vantage, I’d say he’s going for a flying bulldog! But I think Caleb sees him. Kimo jumps...” Masters: “HAHAHA! Caleb caught the Hawaiian Hoodlum and powerslammed him! That will take the wind out of your sails, and probably Kimo’s lungs, too!” Waters: “Caleb isn’t getting up very quickly, though. I think he’s really taken some punishment already. But Caleb’s up and...where is he going? He’s climbing onto the ring barrier? Is he going to ‘walk the rope’? NO! He’s walking through the crowd! Where is he going? William?” Masters: “Aw, he’s just...I mean, it’s perfectly logical to...well...he’s...I really don’t know.” Jarred: “Just admit it, William. He’s running.” Masters: “No, he’s not.” Waters: “Kimo is up now but doesn’t know that Caleb is walking through the audience. Now he does, he’s using the big Combatron screen to find his opponent...and now he’s giving chase! This is incredible! Caleb is up in the stands heading for an exit but Kimo is coming at him fast.” Caleb is at the top of a flight of stairs leading out to the concourse and sees Kimo coming. He turns and scoops the smaller man up into a bear hug! He squeezes and Kimo finds himself trapped momentarily, but Caleb doesn’t just leave him there until Newton finds a way out. After about 20 seconds Caleb puts him back onto his feet...then hip tosses Kimo DOWN THE STAIRS!” Jarred: “This is getting brutal, and it really isn’t a match, it’s a brawl!” Waters: “They already have a mobile camera near so we won’t miss anything! Caleb has descended the stairs as Kimo is trying to get up. Caleb driving a hard elbow to Kimo’s lower back! And again! Kimo is really reeling.” Masters: “Caleb is weakening Kimo’s back for the Absolute Power move, but I’m not sure what that will do! They have to go back to the ring for a pinfall or submission.” Caleb is now pushing and shoving Kimo across the hall and into the back of the arena, hitting with forearms, elbows, and knees. They are in a back staging area where various tables are set up, with water, food, equipment, and other items. Caleb suddenly seems to remember the red cape he still wears and whips it off, wrapping it around Kimo’s neck and cutting off his air. Caleb’s face is red with the exertion as he chokes his opponent! In desperation, Kimo elbows Caleb’s ribs three times, finally breaking the hold. Then he kicks Caleb in the abs, bending the bigger man over, and hooks a suplex!” Waters: “Suplex through that refreshment table! Bottles of water, Gatorade, and soda are flying everywhere and Caleb is down!” Jarred: “Both of them are. Kimo seems to be bleeding from his scalp a bit but not a lot. We can see a bit of red in Caleb’s mouth, as well. Both of them are getting up now. Kimo is picking up a bottle of Pepsi...and BASHES IT ACROSS CALEB’s HEAD! BAH GAWD!” Masters: “That dummy! It’s a plastic bottle! It isn’t nearly as hard!” Waters: “Kimo realizes that now and he’s looking for something else. He has a table leg and he’s going for it...” Jarred: “Caleb blocks with his arm and catches Kimo...Spinebuster! That one cost Caleb, now his arm is cut open where the table leg hit him!” Waters: “Better his arm than his head! Wait, did I just hear a ring bell?” The camera shot suddenly returns to the ring with a flustered ref and Jessica Towers inside. Jessica: “This match has been called as a double forfeit as neither man was in the ring when it started and neither has returned to the ring. It has been determined a NO CONTEST!” Jarred: “A No Contest? We almost never had those in CZW.” Masters: “That’s not fair. Caleb’s got him!” Waters: “Are you watching the same match I am, William?” The camera shifts back to the back room. Caleb is up and exiting the arena through a back door that leads to the parking lot! Kimo is stumbling right behind him. They grapple briefly with Kimo hitting Caleb twice solidly in the mouth, splitting Walker’s bottom lip! Caleb shoves the smaller man away and continues his walk. Masters: “Caleb seems to have some kind of plan. What is he doing?” Jarred: “Wait, in the background...it’s his gold colored Hummer! He’s heading right for it! He’s opening the back door and reaching in...but Kimo’s got him and spins him around! They are really going at each other with right hands, but Caleb has the size and strength advantage, so he’s backing Kimo up...and slams him onto the hood of the Hummer! This is insane!” Waters: “It’s been insane from the beginning, Jarred!” Kimo is groggy as Caleb climbs on top of the vehicle and stands his nemesis back up. Slowly he backs Kimo up onto the very top of the Hummer, then steps up himself! Masters: “YES! Caleb is setting for a powerbomb! He’s gonna throw Newton off the expensive vehicle the Hoodlum from Hawaii totaled! That is real justice. Caleb’s got him locked...snaps him up onto his shoulders...” Jarred: “Kimo is suddenly coming alive, punching Caleb! He’s...he’s pulling Caleb’s face into his crotch!” Masters: “That bastard!” Kimo, again heard over camera mic: “EAT THIS, MOTHAF**CKA!!!” Announcers in unison: “HURICANRANA!” Both men crash across the back of the Hummer, over the edge, and down onto the concrete behind the vehicles. Both men are bleeding from multiple places as they slowly, painfully stir and begin to rise. Caleb stumbles back to the door he had opened...and pulls out the sledgehammer Kimo had used on the car earlier. Masters: “Caleb did have this planned, at least as a contingency!” Kimo is up and sees Caleb’s weapon...then reaches down into his wrestling boot and pulls out the knife! Kimo: “I ain’t even cleaned it yet!” Caleb: “Then COME ON!” Suddenly the area is swarmed with arena and CZW security! Both men try to fight but they are overwhelmed by the 15 to 20 men that rush them! The sledge and blade are confiscated and both are handcuffed before being led away by security. Even so, both of them are shouting insults and threats as the camera feed switches to the announcers table. Jarred: “I can’t believe what we just saw. If security hadn’t done that, we might have seen someone taken out of action, or worse.” Masters: “I have to agree with you there, Jarred. This one actually got too wild, even for me.” *** We come back from break to see all four members of Youthful Aggresion standing in a hall backstage discussing the night's plans when… BB: Hey guys what's going on? The four men look at a very casual Brian Blaze. He is wearing the Brian Blaze shirt and a Disasterpiece bandanna with his hair tied back. He looks on as the four men go back to scheming. BB: Alright schemes I'm down what;s on the agenda we going to take over a ship and dump out all the beer. Think Boston Tea Party but more current and in Kentucky. Knox: NO...though maybe we should do that. BK: No, that is not what we're doing. Who are you to think you can walk in here and join this little meeting? BB: Well first off I'm Blaze Blaze hey nice to meet ya. MK: We know who you are smart ass. BB: Well he did ask. Second there was a YA meeting sign so being a former YA member I decided to get in on the fun. Ryan: There is no sign. BB: Sure there is it's over there. Brian points as all four men look. Brian then takes out a piece of paper that says YA meeting and slaps it to the wall as the four men return the attention to Brian Blaze as he points at the sign. BB: Sorry I meant right here. Also, if you guys are having a meeting I suggest you not do it in the hall backstage since ya know everyone is literally in the hallway. The four men look at Brian who simply shrugs as Kirkland gets ready to speak. Kirkland strokes his beard and looks at Blaze then shocking cracks a smile and starts to laugh a bit. BK:Very funny Blaze, now I remember why I wanted you in the original Youthful Aggresion way back when. BB: I knew you'd feel like that BK, you always enjoyed a good laugh. BK:Yeah, you're right about that. Some things never change.....but some things do Blaze. BB:What do ya mean? BK:You see when me, you and King first started Youthful Aggresion you fit my vision perfectly. Young, talented, full of charisma, a guy with a great future. BB:Yeah, so what's changed man? BK:Well Blaze you USE TO fit in YA but you don't fit in NOW. You see we're still all about Youth and charisma-- BB:Which I have. BK:That you do but theres one requirement you don't have. You're not Straight Edge, you don't have what it takes to be a YA member now and besides that you're in bed with our enemy, you're part of Beautiful Agony. So Blaze as much as I enjoy your antics and matches, you're just not up to my standards anymore. Brian then nods his head as he lights up a cigarette. The four men then look at him as Knox's face says it best as his body language reads....seriously? Brian then gets a look on his face that says Oh yeah! He then puts out the smoke and throws it away as BK continues to stroke his beard. Kirkland: You see what I mean? Here you are smoking a damn cigarette. This is why you're not YA material. This is why you and the rest of these disgusting people are simply on lookers to true greatness. The greatness that is us who embrace the Straight Edge lifestyle. This is why you are not up to my standards. Brian: Right right right. I get ya, drug free. Smoking is bad I understand. It's just too bad. I mean sure I'm sleeping in the Beautiful Agony Bed.....with more women than you people have ever seen in your life......however I digress. Just think of all the information and schemes I could have given you? Kirkland: What are you talking about? Brian: Well sleeping in the BA bed with hundreds of women you learn a thing or two. Now, I'm not referring to a thing or two in that aspect however in the strategical aspect of what we do to punks like you. Now you could've let me join your little meeting and we could've talked about things like that however you do not want me around so I'll just take my show and leave. Kirkland: Whoa whoa whoa, if you have any information you want to share feel free. Just as Kirkland says that an extremely attractive Blonde walks by as Blaze begins to check it out then turns his attention back to the Aggression. Brian: Yeah I could however I would much rather feel free going to to feel that....for free of course. Brian then starts to walk away following the blonde as Kirkland grabs his arm. Brian: Dude, the attractive woman. BK:Blaze come on, this is CZW, theres a random woman walking around backstage, you REALLY wanna go there? BB:Hmmmm.....OK maybe you're right. BK:Now Blaze if you have anything at all you can tell us about Agony I suggest that for your benifit, you spill it. Blaze looks Kirkland right in the eyes. BB then strokes his own beard as Kirkland continues to look on as BB looks back at Kirkland. BB: You're right Kirkland. You all should know about Beautiful Agony and exactly what we intend on doing. Kirkland: There ya go man. Now come on and lest us know. BB: Alright, if you really want to know. Beautiful Agony is going to straight up whoop all your asses. Kirkland: WHAT?!? BB: Well you see we never liked what your boys Ryan and Knox did to Monrowan after their tag title win. Then we got retribution by having your asses handed right back to you courtesy of Kerosene of myself. Now here you four guys are in the middle of a hallway scheming and planning and trying not to suffer from yet another epic fail yet as long as you four open your mouth you fail. MK you never beat me, Ryan and Knox beat your asses last week Kirkland you're all that's left man. The Ultraviolent Champion I see ya there bringing ultra violent to it's own level that's cool man. However, you can get as ultra violent as you want it doesn't mean a damn thing to me and any of my team mates or these fans. Brian Kirkland you are a fantastic competitor and what you have done here in CZW is nothing short of amazing. However, my friend you're forever going to be that boring guy who goes out and buys a bottle of water. While everyone comes on to his party because I'm not a giant lame ass. Kirkland prove to me you're not a lame ass. You could beat me up right here sure that'd be fun possibly. Or, you and I can have a match one on one. You think about that, and give me your answer on the next Overdrive and we'll just see who is better Beautiful Agony V.S. Youthful Aggression. Brian V.S. Brian. Any way you wanna look at it face everything you're not. Face the exact opposite of Straight Edge. Face what you have grew up learning to hate. Fight me in a match. Then we'll truly see who is the more aggressive youth. Kirkland looks on as Brian notices the three other guys just standing there watching this mini confrontation. BB: Fellas, trust me. You don’t want any of this. I have enough sleeze to take you all at once. Think about my request, Kirkland. Unless you’re afraid of, you know…fun? Ha ha ha. BB then nods his head as he turns around and walks out of the shoot. BB: Maybe I can still find that blonde, I'm willing to risk it damn it. BK I'm around the challenge is their man. Let's get Ultra Violent. Now, to find the blonde, LEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRROOOOOYYYYYYYYYY JEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Brian then runs off the shoot trying to catch up with the woman as Kirkland looks on. *** Suddenly we hear the song ‘Godzilla’ by Blue Oyster Cult beginning to play and the audience goes crazy with cheering! Jarred: “And now we have a statement from CZW’s own Television Champion, Godzilla Sawyer! He’s been pretty quiet since his big win at There Will Be Blood!” Masters: “Keep him away from me Jarred! He’s dangerous!” Jarred: “Only to men like you, William!” Sawyer makes his way down to the ring, taking his time to greet fans as he goes. He points to William Masters, who nearly drops to the floor to hide behind the announcers table. Sawyer steps up into the ring and takes a microphone from ringside personnel. Godzilla: “Hello, Lexington!” The crowd cheers even more. Godzilla: “You know, I’m not completely unfamiliar with this part of the country. Back when I spent a couple years in the army after High School, I spent a bit of time training at a place some of you might be familiar with. I ran the same obstacle course that was used in the filming of one of my all time favorite movies, Stripes! That place...is Fort Knox!” (YEEEEEEEEAAAAAH!”) Godzilla: ]“Now, I’m here on a mission, folks! I’ve been told that I’m scheduled for a big match at Road to Glory. I haven’t heard the details, but it’s a big match with a big prize...and does not involve this championship belt I have over my shoulder right now. I haven’t defended this TV title since There Will Be Blood, and if I don’t step in, it may be another month before I defend this championship. “I CAN’T LET THAT HAPPEN!” “You see, I didn’t do everything I could to make the CZW Television Championship important again just to have months go by between defenses. Now, I appreciate that the CZW booking staff sees me as important enough for these kind of contests, the kind that I used to be overlooked for. All that means to me, though, is that there needs to be some defenses in between the Pay Per Views. So I’ve already made arrangements with the CZW booking staff that next week, the Overdrive before Road to Glory, there will be a CZW Television Championship Match! “Since it hasn’t been established yet, who should be my number 1 contender? There are quite a few possibilities. Some are saying that all of the members of this current three-way between Caleb Walker, Kimo Newton, and The Zodiac Thrilla deserve a title nod. Rob Wright could definitely be called a contender, that is for sure. Some would even argue that, even if he isn’t named #1 contender, Tim Timmons deserves a one on one final shot. So many possibilities. But since we really don’t have a top contender named, I’m going to do this! VERBAL CONTRACT!!!” The crowd cheers half-heartedly, not sure where Sawyer is going with this. Godzilla: “Simply put, I’m putting this upcoming TV title shot up into the air! Right now, there is a CZW intern up at the top of the ramp holding a microphone. Whoever gets to that man and accepts the match, providing it is a currently contracted CZW wrestler, will be my challenger in next week’s Overdrive. And I mean now, boys! Whoever it is!” The fans begin to mutter excitedly as they anticipate who it might be. Godzilla:“Come on, now! I know someone must be watching the monitors and listening to my voice! This is a free shot! Come on down! You’re the next contestant on the Price is Right!” THE RIPPER... Those words are whispered over the arena's public announce system, as "The Ripper" by Chinchilla now plays as the audience jeers. The giant of Beautiful Agony, Bryan McNally, makes his way from the Gorilla position, onto the ramp... He stares down the intern with the microphone, as he snatches it from his hands. The intern begins to cower and turns to run. McNally grabs a hold of his collar and drags him back... Jarred: "Woah! 'The Ripper' is here! We haven't seen him in action in almost a month!" Masters: "That's right..maybe he's looking to make a little more money for wrestling now, instead of just being the Agony's roadie." Jarred: "Is McNally someone you really want to get on the bad side of?" Masters: "...no..not really...no." McNally lifts the microphone to his lips. His breathing is heavy and angry...The lights reflect off of his muscles, as he is only dressed in black slacks and Italian styled shoes. His clutch on the intern's pressed shirt collar becomes tighter... McNally: "Sawyer! You want a challenge? You failed to mention the ONLY giant in CZW history. The most under-appreciated star in this company..." Bryan now makes his way down the ramp, dragging along the man in his grasp. McNally stalks up the steel steps, and sends the intern in the ring first...he then walks along the apron, and steps over the top rope. McNally: "Sawyer... you are forgetting about the man with the highest vertical leap in CZW. The strongest competitor to ever step foot in this ring...and you think, that I'll let you get away with it? YOU DON'T FORGET, 'THE BIG FUC**IN' HURT!'... You don't...forget...The Ripper. At Overdrive...I'll show you why that is...in other words, Godzilla Sawyer... I...ACCEPT....YOUR CHALLENGE." The audience gives mixed reactions, and begins a "CZW" chant, as McNally and Sawyer now stand nose to nose... McNally looks over towards the intern, and then back at Sawyer...sudden, Bryan delivers a boot to the temple of the CZW intern, flooring him instantly. McNally looks down at him, and then back up at 'Zilla, as Bryan lifts the intern now in a military press. He presses him above his head before letting go, and on the way down...DESTROYS...the man with a European Uppercut... Jarred: "Eyes Of Ireland delivered by McNally on this poor intern...he's not an active competitor...get him out of the ring!" Masters: "Hey, things happen...he was in McNally's way." McNally now turns back to Godzilla, and points at the fallen man. We hear McNally saying to Sawyer 'Your turn, champ...let's see what you've got!'.... The difference in height is amazing as Sawyer only comes up to McNally's chest! But Godzilla responds to The Ripper's question in a most amazing way. He steps around Bryan without acknowledging his statements...and begins to assist the brutalized intern. McNally is starting to turn very red. Ripper: "Are you antagonizing me, Sawyer? Not a good idea..." Masters: "YES! Keep doing it Sawyer! McNally will beat you so bad you'll look like the girl who turns into the blueberry in Willy Wonka! Ha ha!" Waters: "William, do you ever even think about what you are about to say before it bursts from your mouth?" Meanwhile, in the ring, as Sawyer tends to the intern and paramedics are now moving to the ring, Godzilla looks up at McNally and lifts the mic. Godzilla: "I'm in a very vulnerable position right now, but McNally, if you attack me right now, you get no title shot, I swear to you." Ripper: "You back-stabbing low life..." Godzilla: "Heh! A back-stabbing low life is still about a hundred ranks above you on the list of worthwhile human beings. And don't touch the medics, either." Two minutes go by while the medical personnel help the nameless intern. Finally, as they carry the man out on a stretcher, Sawyer faces his challenger. Godzilla: "Do you ask yourself why you don't get many title opportunities, McNally? It's because of crap like this. Why should they give you the nod when you are a liability to the company?" Ripper, even angrier: "A LIABILITY?" Godzilla: "Yes, Bryan. A liability. That man you just injured isn't the most important person in the company, but now the company has to pay his medical bills. You wanted to send a message to not overlook you, but you just gave CZW a perfect reason to give their next opportunity to someone else! This is an Ultraviolent company, but that goes for the matches and the talent in them. That man has not signed a waiver, he could sue this company into the ground, and CZW would have you to thank. Maybe 'The Ripper' should think about that a bit. "As far as the match goes, McNally, I've see this movie before. Big stable, one tall powerful guy in the background getting an opportunity some would argue he doesn't deserve. We saw that way back in 2009 with Impaler, and we all know how that went. But Bryan McNally, you have the match. You were the first one to respond to my challenge, so you get the shot at this Television title. I'll see you next week." McNally: "More gold is coming to Beautiful Agony, I guarantee it!" Glaring at the big man, Godzilla leaves the ring as McNally smiles a self-satisfied grin. Jarred: "What a surprise! Godzilla Sawyer vs Ripper McNally for the TV title next week!" ***
-=- CZW ULTRAVIOLENT TITLE STREET FIGHT BETWEEN TWO FORMER FRIENDS!! -=- *** Towers:The following match is a Street Fight and is for the CZW Ultraviolent championship!! This is Absolution begins to play, sending the fans into a massive fit of booing as The Reaper Brian Kirkland steps through the curtains with Mike King at his side. Kirkland raises one arm in the air and looks at the fans then at the ring covered in various weapons Towers:On his way to the ring, from Dallas North Carolina ,the reigning and defending CZW Ultraviolent Champion, The Reaper Brian Kirkland! Daniels:This is going to be hard to get used to seeing. In the past we've seen and come to expect Kirkland to come out to thunderous cheers from the fans. Masters:Well it doesn't matter if they cheer him or not hes still going to be great in that ring. Waters:For once I agree with Masters on something. The boos don't seem to bother him but his new attitude might unnerve any opponent, giving BK an advantage. Kirkland and King have both made their way into the ring by now and Kirkland has a mic. BK:Before I defend my title I'd like to say a few things. Right now I wanna address a certain member of Beautiful Agony, Eddie Rowan. Waters:Whats Kirkland want with Eddie? BK:Eddie, you are the only member of Beautiful Agony thats worth a damn. Out of everyone in that stable you are the only one who has the will power to remain clean, to be Straight Edge, I wanna apologize right now for the actions of my overzealous team mates with the fork, they're young and just can't control themselves sometimes. As it stands now you were just caught in the crossfire my friend. So to make up for it Eddie I personally am offering yo a spot in Youthful Aggression. Let us know, Eddo. Kirkland hands his mic off to someone outside the ring and King steps to the outside as the lights go down low. Points of Authority/99 Problems begins to play. After a few seconds Dwayne Campbell emerges from behind the curtains to a great ovation from the crowd. He wears a long black coat with a large blue cross on the back and a pair of sunglasses. He makes his way down to ring, slapping hands with fans the entire way. He climbs into the ring across from Kirkland and gives him a look of disgust that causes Kirkland to just smile. Towers:And The challenger, from Charlotte North Carolina, Bigtime Dwayne Campbell!! Daniels:Well Kirkland better get his mind off Eddie Rowan because now its time for him to defend his title against his former best friend Dwayne Campbell Masters:Whats Kirkland got to worry about anyway? I know Campbell was a champion in Japan and helped train Kirkland but he hasn't been in the ring in over a year. Waters:The last time Campbell stepped foot into a ring was back in September of 08 when he faced off with Damien Natas. Dwayne removes his coat and glasses while Kirkland removes his title belt and hands it to the ref. The bell sounds. Campbell and Dwayne lock up but Dwayne quickly goes behind and nails Kirkland with a forearm the the back of the head. He turns Kirkland around, whips him into the ropes and nails him with a dropkick on the rebound and goes for a quick cover. ONE! Kirkland kicks out Dwayne throws BK into the corner and begins to drill him with lefts and rights until he slumps down in the corner. Daniels:Campbell taking control of the champion early in this match. Dwayne pulls Kirkland into the middle of the ring, twist his arm and hook kicks Kirkland in the face then goes for another cover. ONE! Another kickout Dwayne picks up a street sign that was laying in the ring and gets ready to swing at BK but gets cut off by a dropkick to the knee followed by a DDT from Kirkland. Kirkland pulls Dwayne up, gets him in a Muay Thai clinch and begins to knee him face. After about five knees he lets go, nails a right open hand slap, a left open hand slap then a Exploder suplex. Masters:And just like that the champion has the upperhand. Kirkland goes for the pin! ONE TWO Kickout!! Kirkland waits for Dwyane to get to his knees.... Shining Wizard! No, Dwayne ducks and German suplexes BK into the turnbuckles! Waters:Oh god, what a brutal suplex. Daniels:Kirkland could be out. Dwayne pulls BK up to his feet and does a little trash talking before nailing Kirkland with an STO backbreaker. Dwayne goes for the pin ONE TWO Kickout! Daniels:Dwayne almost had Kirkland there. Dwayne stomps on BK a few times before grabbing the street sign, dropping it on BK's face the stomping on that. Waters:That could have broke BK's nose. Kirkland has now crawled into the corner and Campbell has pick up a trashcan. Dwayne again kicks BK in the face then shoves the can into his face and chest. Masters:What is Campbell planning on doing with that trashcan? Waters:I think I may know. Dwayne runs to the opposite corner and takes off towards BK.... RUNNING FRONT DROPKICK INTO THE TRASHCAN!! Waters:BK has to be finished!! ONE TWO THRE- KICKOUT Daniels: Who the hell did Kirkland kickout after that?! Masters:Hes the Ultraviolent champion for a reason you fool! Dwayne looks shocked that BK was able to kick out but he quickly locks BK in an STF. Waters:Campbell going for the submission now. BK franticly swings his arms around, trying to grab a rope or something to hit Dwayne with but everything is out of reach Daniels: Kirkland might have to tap here Waters:Wait a minute, King just slid something in to BK! Masters:What is that? A light tube?! Kirkland grabs the light tube and swings it back, breaking it over Dwayne's head, causing him to let go of the hold. Daniels:Kirkland is free and Campbell may not be able to see. Waters:I'm surprised hes not bused open. Kirkland crawls to the other side of the ring across from Dwayne, he uses the ropes to get up an starts to slap his leg. Masters:Kirkland signaling hes going for that big superkick. Dwayne stumbles up and...... SUPERKICK! No! Dwayne ducks and puts BK up in a torture rack position!! Daniels:Burning Hammer! Hes going for the Burning Hammer! Masters:But look at the champion hitting him with right hand, no way he'll hit it. Kirkland slides down behind Dwayne and hooks his arms. Masters:Here we go! Time for The Aneurysm! Kirkland twists Dwayne around but Campbell escapes and shoves BK into the corner, hard. BK stumbles out and... WAM! Waters:Holy hell what an Enzuigiri from Campbell!! Daniels:Kirkland looks to be out on his feet!! Masters:What is that idiot doing now! Dwayne wraps his arms around BK and throws him overhead with a suplex. Waters:I think BK is done. Campbell is going for the pin. ONE TWO THREE NO! Kirkland rolls a shoulder out. Daniels:What does he have to do to put BK away?! Dwayne hits the mat then stands in the corner, waiting for BK to get up. BK stumbles up and Dwayne comes at him with a clothesline but out f nowhere BK grabs the arm and pulls Dwayne down to the mat Masters:Crossface!! Kirkland is going for the Crossface, its all over! Waters:But but Campbell is fighting it! Daniels:Campbell rolls through!! Masters:Kirkland hooks the arm again! Waters:And now he has the Crossface locked on! BK wrentchs back with the hold, screaming at Dwayne to tap who just yells back “No!” Daniels:Oh god, Kirkland it just trying to pull Dwayne's head off here. Waters:This could very easily break a person's neck. Dwayne begins to push at BK's hands, trying to get out but BK lets go, clubs Dwayne over the head a few times then locks the Crossface back on even tighter. Daniels:The referee might need to stop this. Masters:This is CZW and this is a Street Fight, there is no referee stoppage. Dwayne begins to push up with his free arm and.... Daniels:Campbell just reversed the hold by pushing up and rolling over! Waters:He has BK pinned!!! ONE TWO THR-- NO! Waters:Kirkland kicked out but he had to let go of the hold. Dwayne pulls himself up in the corner but BK drills him with a running knee to the face. Waters:Ouch, Kirkland keeps control with that big knee Kirkland hooks Dwayne's head for a snapmare but Campbell blocks by hooking his arms around BK. Daniels:Nice block by Dwayne, looks like BK is still going for the snapmare or a cutter by pulling Dwayne into the center of the ring and trying to escape the waistlock. Dwayne pushes BK off and when BK turns around POP! Waters:Dwayne just knocked the hell out of Kirkland with a big openhand uppercut, sending BK into the corner. Dwayne runs to the opposite corner then takes off full speed.... Daniels:OVERTIME! Dwayne just hit one of his finishing moves on Kirkland! Waters:Hes going for the pin!! Masters:No!! ONE TWO KING PULLS BK'S FOOT ONTO THE ROPE THREE DING DING DING Masters:His foot is on the rope!!His foot is on the rope!! Waters:I think the ref realized that after the three count but the time keeper didn't. Daniels: So Dwayne thinks he has the title won but this match isn't over yet. Dwayne is handed the title by the time keeper, he holds in the air while the ref tries to tell him he hasn't won yet. Masters:Campbell isn't listening, he needs to put that damn belt down if he wants to win it! King darts into the ring and snatches the title belt from Dwayne and rolls out of the ring. Dwayne trys to go after King but is stopped by the ref who explains that the match isn't over yet. Campbell argues with the ref for a moment before stalking over to BK who is just now on one knee. Waters:This match might not be over yet but BK doesn't look goo---WHAT THE HELL! Masters:YES! Daniels:KIRKLAND JUST SPEWED GREEN MIST IN TO CAMBELL'S FACE! Waters:That green mist is designed to blind an opponent. Masters:With all the time hes spent in Japan, Dwayne should have seen that a mile away like I did. Waters:This isn't Japan and the only way you saw that coming was with the use of a time machine. BK grabs one of Dwayne's legs, drags him to the center of the ring and locks on a figure four leg lock. Daniels:BK with another brutal submission hold. Waters:And think about the insult of using this hold too, think about where Campbell is from. Dwayne screams in agony as BK just laughs. The fans begin to bang on the railings in an effort to motivate Dwayne's to counter. Daniels:Listen to this, these fans really want Campbell to pull this off. Masters:I doesn't matter what they want,Kirkland has this in the bag. Dwayne pushes up and looks BK in the eyes as he starts to turn to one side to reverse the hold, BK's face goes from joy to pure fear. Daniels:He did it! He reversed the figure four!! Waters:Listen to BK scream! BK pulls himself to the ropes and the ref untangles the two men's legs. Masters:I just about soiled myself, I thought Kirkland was done for. Both men get up on the opposite set of ropes, they lock eyes. Dwayne's tiredly raises one arm and motions for BK to come on. Waters:Kirkland taking off at Campbell! Daniels:Campbell with a backdrop over the ropes. Masters:Kirkland lands on the apron though! Kirkland kicks Dwayne in the head, sending him t the middle of the ring and.... Masters:Kirkland with a springboard clothesline! Daniels:Campbell ducks! Waters:BK rolled through, going for clothes—Dwayne ducks!!! Daniels:OH MY GOD! BLACKDROP DRIVER ON KIRKLAND! ONE TWO THR- NO!!! Waters:How the hell did BK kickout after that!! Daniels:He has got to at least have a concussion from that! Dwayne stands up and yells up at the sky then rolls out of the ring Masters:He can't do it, Campbell can't put Kirkland away. Waters:Looks like hes looking fr something under the ring. Daniels:Looks like hes found it too, a table! Dwayne slides the table into the ring and follows it in. He takes a look at Kirkland whos still down and not moving on the mat before he sets the table up in front of the turnbuckle. Waters:I don't know what he has in mind but it can't be good for Kirkland. Masters:Hes dragging the champion by the hair to the corner. Dwayne picks BK up from behind and places him on the top rope above the table then climbs up behind him and swings BK's arm over his head. Daniels:He going for another Blackdrop Driver, this time off the top and through that table Masters:He can't! He'll kill him! Dwayne looks like hes about to suplex Kirkland but the champ begins to battle back with elbows to Dwayne's head and neck. Waters:Kirkland fighting for his life here! Kirkland manages to maneuver himself around twords the ring. He pushes Dwayne's down between his knees, hooks the arms and....... Masters:THE INTERVENTION THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KIRKLAND COVERS ONE TWO THREE DING DING DING Towers:Here is your winner and STILL the CZW Ultraviolent Champion, The Reaper Brian Kirkland!!!!! Mike King rolls into the ring and helps Kirkland up and hands him the UV title. Daniels:Well Kirkland did it, he defended his title but Dwayne Campbell showed us that he can go in CZW. Waters:Not all know this but tonight marked Campbell's first night as a full time CZW wrestler. ***
-=- TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT MATCH! -=- *** Daniels: The Tournament to decide who faces Monrowan at Road to Glory continues tonight with the Ghetto Ass Thugs taking on The Next Generation. Waters: It should be a fantastic match up but more importantly I wanna see Mountain Man and Whiteout get in that ring and go at it. Masters: Yeah I wanna see The Next Generation win too. Waters: I never said they were going to win ass. Daniels: Now now you can fight later. Let’s go to Jessica for the introductions. Jessica: The following is a Tag Team Tournament Match. Who Run It? By Three Six Mafia begins to play as the fans cheer. Whiteout is now on the top of the ramp with his arms crossed as he stands there for a few minutes. Then out of no where Zodiac Thrilla comes and jumps over Whiteout as he makes his way down the ramp followed by the monster. Jessica: Making their way to the ring they are a combined 484 pounds and are from San Francisco California. The Zodiac Thrilla and Whiteout they are the Ghetto Ass Thugs. The two men are in the ring as Wanted Man by Rev Theory begins to play. Tim Timmons is now standing on the stage as Mountain Man is directly behind him. The tow men raise their hands as they make their way to the ring. Jessica: Their opponents, at a combined weight of five hundred eighty eight pounds. The King of Chaos Tim Timmons and Mountain Man The Next Generation! Tim Timmons gets in the ring as he removes his King of Chaos title and hands it to the referee who hands it to Jessica who leaves the ring with it. Mountain Man stays on the apron as Whiteout leaves the ring and the referee signals for the bell. Daniels: Timmons and Zodiac appear to be starting this match off as the bell rings and the match is under way. Timmons and Zodiac tie up as Timmons quickly knees Zodiac in the gut. He then throws Zodiac into the rope who bounces off and Timmons goes for a close line and Zodiac ducks. Zodiac continues to run as he springboards off the middle rope and hit’s a Moonsault onto Tim Timmons. Masters: A mere hiccup here Timmons will get refocused. Look here he is back on his feet. Waters: He is quickly down after a standing dropkick from Zodiac. Oh wait Timmons is up again as he runs to Zodiac and Zodiac send shim flying with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Masters: Catapults right into TNG’s corner though and Timmons makes a tag Mountain Man. Mountain Man is in now as Zodiac runs and hit’s a springboard elbow which rocks the big man. Come on Mountain Man! Daniels: Zodiac isn’t done though Zodiac runs again bounces off the ropes he then leaps, what incredible leaping ability from Zodiac who is trying for a hurricarana that Mountain Man turns into a power bomb. Masters: YES! Beautiful they’ll need a spatula to get Zodiac off of the mat cover 1.…2.…no. Zodiac somehow got his shoulder up. Waters: MTM is in control now as he bounces off the ropes and hit’s a big leg drop. Goes for another cover 1.…2...no Zodiac kicks out again. Zodiac is crawling on the mat as he uses the turnbuckles to help him up the only downside is it’s the TNG corner. Timmons grabs Zodiac’s head and makes sure he doesn’t get away as Mountain Man charges and hit’s a huge avalanche into the corner. Timmons wants to be tagged back in and Mountain Man obliges and Timmons is back in the match. Masters: Great team work from TNG this is awesome. Daniels: It’s not over yet though. Timmons gets Zodiac back on his feet and Timmons throws a right that Zodiac blocks. Zodiac throws a right of his own but Timmons ducks the punch. Timmons then grabs Zodiac and hit’s a back suplex. TNG is in firm control of this match as Mountain Man is tagged back in. Mountain Man is climbing to the top rope. Masters: Zodiac is finally back to his feet but quickly knocked back down as Mountain Man this him with an axe handle smash from the top rope. Mountain Man goes for another cover, hooks the leg 1.….2.…no Whiteout comes in and makes the save. Waters: The referee is trying to force Whiteout out of the ring as Mountain Man and Timmons are getting ready to do some double team work. Mountain Man lifts Zodiac over his head for a gorilla press slam. Timmons gets down on one knee as Mountain Man throws Zodiac on to the knee of Timmons. Timmons leaves the ring and gets into his corner as the referee finally turns around Mountain Man tags in Timmons who goes for the cover 1.….2.…no Zodiac somehow kicks out. Masters; TNG is getting the job done with some great teamwork here. Daniels: Look at this though Timmons is taunting Whiteout in the corner now. He is picking up Zodiac but he continues to taunt Whiteout. Timmons then runs off the ropes and goes for a close line but Zodiac ducks. Timmons comes to a dead stop as he turns around and Zodiac goes off with rights and lefts and kicks. He then grabs a hold of Timmons hit’s a Russian leg sweep. Zodiac quickly now bounces to the top rope and takes flight….. Waters: SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Masters: What a turn around and he goes for a cover 1.…2...no thankfully Timmons gets the shoulder up. Daniels: Look at Zodiac though he is making his way to the corner and he tags in Whiteout. Timmons is up and starts walking backwards as he backs right into Whiteout. Timmons eyes are huge he is wondering what he has just walked into as he turns around and Whiteout nails him with a big right. Timmons quickly gets back to his feet but is dropped with another quick right. Timmons is quick to his feet again as Whiteout lifts him over his head. Gorilla Press Slam…. Waters: NO he just threw Timmons into the corner of TNG. Masters: Here we go though Mountain Man tags himself in and these two are staring each other down in the middle of the ring this is going to be a massive showdown. Waters: Whiteout bounces off the ropes and goes for a shoulder block but both men remain on their feet. Mountain Man’s turn now as he bounces off the ropes goes for a shoulder block and takes Whiteout off of his feet. Whiteout is quickly up to one knee though as Mountain Man tells Whiteout to bring it and Whiteout charges. Masters: Mountain Man goes for a big boot but Whiteout comes to a stop and grabs the foot. He then spins Mountain Man around and hit’s a close line. Whiteout is now hitting lefts and rights and lefts and rights and takes Mountain Man off of his feet and hits him with a body slam. Daniels: We never see that as Timmons is now in the ring and Whiteout throws him to the outside of the ring over the top rope. Waters: Mountain Man is still down as Whiteout gets to the second rope and Zodiac climbs up onto Whiteout’s shoulders. This could be Ghetto Fabulous. Masters: They’re setting it up but it seems to be taking a little longer than it usually does. Zodiac is finally on Whiteout’s shoulders…. Daniels: TIMMONS SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS ZODIAC WITH A CUTTER OFF OF THE SHOULDERS OF WHITEOUT! Waters: now look at this Mountain Man is up and he is going towards the corner where Whiteout is standing. He can’t be going for…..oh my god he punches Whiteout in the stomach and he has him up….. Masters: FALLEN TIMBER! Daniels: Mountain Man just hit Fallen Timber onto Whiteout and he goes for the cover 1.…………2.………….3! The bell rings as You Wouldn’t Know by Hell Yeah starts to play as Mountain is up and is surveying the damage he just caused. As Timmons is on his feet as he pats the big man on the back and the referee hands Timmons his King of Chaos title. Jessica: Here are your winners The Next GENERATION! Waters: What a showing by Mountain Man hits Whiteout with Fallen Timber this man is a beast. Masters: Let’s not forget Timmons who makes a comeback and hits that huge cutter onto Zodiac. Daniels: A very strong team effort here from The Next Generation if they keep this up they will be facing Monrowan for the Tag Team Titles at Road to Glory. Masters: They’re my pick to win it all. Daniels: Great showing from Ghetto Ass Thugs they were just outmatched tonight by The Next Generation CZW will be back after this message. ***
-=- BEAUTIFUL AGONY VS. YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION! -=- *** DANIELS: What a match we just witnessed amongst the Global tag team tournament. The Next Generation, Timmons and Mountain Man, taking on the team of Whiteout and The Zodiac Thriller. WATERS: Yes, one team has moved on, further into the tournament and one step closer to getting their shot at the global tag team titles. MASTERS: Don’t forget, coming up after this next match, is the contract signing for the Intercontinental championship. DANIELS: Last week, we had a battle royal to name the number one contender to the Intercontinental championship, eight men did battle but it was only one man, who walked out, the number one contender. That man, was Mike King. WATERS: He put on one hell of a showing, but right now, it will be the very impressive Ryan Shane taking on the veteran, Eddie Rowan. TOWERS: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS NEXT MATCH IS SET FOR ONE FALL. "Battle On" by War of Ages blares over the PA system of The Rupp Arena as Ryan Shane makes his way out from the back. TOWERS: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred, forty five pounds. He hails from Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada…..he is…THE STRAIGHT EDGE CURSE…..RYAN….SHAAAAAAANE!!!!! Ryan gets into the ring, staring a hole right through the fans as he gets a less then favorable reaction. DANIELS: Well here is the straight edge curse and he looks to be pretty determined and focused, I must say. WATERS: Well he should be, this is going to be no picnic. Eddie Rowan is a veteran and is damn good and what he does. MASTERS: I disagree. WATERS: What else is new? MASTERS: I’m just saying, Ryan has proven himself time after time that he is one talented individual. DANIELS: Well either way, we’re about to find out. "Slip Slide Melting" by For Love Not Lisa begins to play as the entire arena erupts in cheers and “Eddie” chants. Eddie makes his way out from the back and the crowd grows even louder in cheers. DANIELS: Well, guys, if you can hear me, here he comes, Mr. Rated E for Everyone, Eddie Rowan. TOWERS: And his opponent…weighing in at two hundred, five pounds. He hails from Seattle, Washington. ONE HALF OF THE CURRENT GLOBAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!….he is….RATED E FOR EVERYONE!!!...EDDIE….ROOOOOOOWAAAAAAAN!!!! The crowd gets louder as Eddie gets in the ring and acknowledges his fans. WATERS: He is amazing, former X champion, current global tag team champion and now he goes one on one with the straight edge curse, Ryan Shane. DING! DING! DING! DANIELS: Well the bell has sounded and this match is underway. The two men begin circling one another, sizing each other up now. They lock up, Eddie gets Ryan in a headlock, Ryan grabs Eddie’s waist and throws him into the opposing ropes. Here comes Eddie off the rebound, Eddie leaps right over the head of Ryan Shane. Eddie bounces off the ropes again, Ryan turns around and nails Eddie right in the face with a drop kick and goes for the cover! 1! - - DANIELS: Oh just a one count, much too early for pin falls but I admire the strategy of Ryan Shane. WATERS: Indeed, it is way too early for that, especially considering this is Eddie Rowan we’re talking about, the man is a veteran of this business. MASTERS: Stop sucking up, Eddie Rowan is a veteran and a fine athlete but Ryan Shane is one of the most impressive new comers, I have ever seen. WATERS: It’s not sucking up, Masters. It’s called respect, something you should start showing people who deserve it. MASTERS: I’ll never show you any respect, Shawn. DANIELS: Fellas, could we? Ryan picks Eddie up by his hair and begins punishing him with punches to the back of the head. He grabs Eddie’s arm, pulls him forward and levels him with a strong lariat. WATERS: Very impressive start here by Ryan Shane, I must admit. MASTERS: I told you guys, my money is on Ryan Shane here tonight. WATERS: I like how he is working on the back of Eddie’s neck, almost as if he’s softening him up for that “Moment of Clarity”, that reverse, spinning brainbuster of his and OH speak of the devil. DANIELS: This does not bode well for the rated E superstar, … Ryan has Eddie’s head hooked….he lifts him up….OH MY…WAIT….EDDIE REVERSES….. WATERS: OHH EDDIE COUNTERED THE FINISHER INTO A REVERSE DDT! MASTERS: BLOODY HELL! DANIELS: Now that’s what you call presence of mind and Eddie goes for the cover… 1! - - - 2! DANIELS: Kick out! Still a little too early for pin falls but what an impressive counter by the veteran. Eddie gets back to his feet and he looks focused, I guess he is waking up after that beginning overtaking by Ryan. WATERS: Impressive indeed, Jarred. Eddie picks Ryan up and whips him into the ropes, here comes Ryan off the rebound but he ducks said attempt, Ryan bounces off the other ropes and goes for a clothesline but Eddie ducks said attempt this time. Both men now go bouncing off opposing sides of the ring, here they come…..Eddie nails Ryan with a spinning heel kick! WOW…these two men are a lot a like and it is showing. FANS: C Z DUB! C Z DUB! C Z DUB! DANIELS: The fans are on their feet, they are getting all their moneys worth here tonight. Eddie stands up and grabs Ryan and sets him up for what looks to be a power bomb….he lifts him up….SITOUT POWER BOMB ON RYAN SHANE AND EDDIE GOES FOR ANOTHER COVER! 1! - - - 2! - - - WATERS: OHH THAT WAS CLOSE BUT RYAN KICKED OUT IN THE NICK OF TIME! Eddie looks to be a bit frustrated at this point as he pounds on the mat in anger. Eddie takes out his frustrations on Ryan as he lays the boots to his midsection. DANIELS: Eddie is irate at this point. He drags the fallen body of Ryan and sets him in place. Eddie climbs a top the turnbuckle, he may be trying to end it all here and he signals to the cheering crowd…..he jumps…..ST. EDWARDS FALL!!!.... *THUD!* MASTERS: Ha…Idiot! WATERS: OH WOW…Eddie was going for the finish, the St. Edwards Fall, 630 leg-drop but Ryan rolled out of the way, just in time. Eddie is back on his feet though as he stumbles up against the ropes. Ryan charges and nails Eddie with a clothesline, sending him head over heels, to the outside of the ring. MASTERS: How in bloody hell did Edward get back on his feet after that collision with the mat and his face? DANIELS: I don’t know but Eddie just hit the outside of the ring, hard. Eddie, using the apron for leverage, gets back to his feet as Ryan backs up and charges the ropes….Ryan with a tight rope style, walks on top rope, HE LEAPS OFF….MOONSAULT and HE CONNECTS!! CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! MASTERS: Bloody hell! WATERS: OH MY GOD! That may have been the most impressive move I have seen all night. How the hell did he maintain his balance like he did? DANIELS: I don’t know but that was impressive. Ryan is back on his feet as he picks Eddie up again. He attempts to whip Eddie into those unforgiving steel steps but Eddie reveres, he pulls Ryan forward and nails him with a DDT. WATERS: Nice counter by the tag champ, Eddie picks Ryan up and rolls him into the ring, he now sets Ryan up by hanging his upper body over the ring apron. What’s he going to do now? DANIELS: We’re about to find out. Eddie jumps up onto the security railing as the fans cheer him on. He leaps off and nails Ryan with a vicious leg drop. What an innovated maneuver by the champ as Ryan is now dangling over the side of the ring, with his feet hooked on the bottom rope. Eddie walks over and grabs a chair, he sets it against the face of Ryan Shane. MASTERS: Bloody cheater! WATERS: This is CZW, Masters…there’s no such thing as cheating, anything goes. DANIELS: Well speaking of anything goes, the chair is still set against Ryan’s face as Eddie backs up and charges …. *THWACK!* DANIELS: BAH GOD!!! BAH GOD!! He is busted wide open now as he falls to the outside of the ring. Eddie picks Ryan up and tosses him back into the ring and this could be over now. WATERS: I don’t think I have ever seen this sadistic side of Eddie before but I like it. MASTERS: I sort of do, too, I must admit. DANIELS: Eddie picks Ryan up by his hair and begins punishing him with severe punches to his back. Eddie now signaling to the cheering crowd, he’s got him in a double underhook….. *THUD!* DANIELS: ….EVENFLOW! Eddie nailed Ryan with that double underhook, front flip lungblower….Ryan is laid out on the mat as Eddie climbs the turnbuckle and signals to the cheering crowd! WATERS: Oh I know what’s coming now….ST. EDWARDS FALL! MASTERS: Yes but can he pull it off this time? DANIELS: We’re about to find out….EDDIE JUMPS! *THWACK* MASTERS: HA…HE MISSED AGAIN!! WATERS: OH GOD! Ryan rolled out of the way and Eddie went crashing into the mat, hard! DANIELS: Ryan sees his opportunity and picks Eddie up, he lifts him in the air and nails him with a brainbuster. Ryan now, flips backwards into a bridge while grabbing a hold of Eddie’s neck. WATERS: OHH HE’S GOT HIS SUBMISSION LOCKED IN! HE CALLS THIS “BLEED THE PURE”….This does not look good for Eddie right now. MASTERS: TAP, YOU IDIOT, TAP! DANIELS: Eddie doesn’t seem to be moving, I think that collision, followed by that brainbuster knocked him out, cold. Darren Powers moves in to check on Eddie now. DING! DING! DING! WATERS: Powers calls for the bell, Eddie’s is out and Ryan Shane wins this match in an impressive form. MASTERS: I told you guys, I told you Ryan was the real deal! DANIELS: Well that was impressive, Ryan Shane pulls off the upset as he climbs up the turnbuckle and celebrates to the booing crowd. Folks, don’t go anywhere, up next is the Intercontinental title contract signing, followed by our main event of the evening. *** We return from a commercial and find ourselves in the backstage area. Ryan Shane enters the shot, his head bandaged from his previous match. He appears to be heading for the Youthful Aggression locker room, however as he reaches to the door something from off-screen steals his attention. “AHEM.” Shane looks off to the side and his eyes narrow as he tenses up defensively. Shane: “Rowan. Awake already? Haven’t you had enough for one night?” Shane smirks as Eddie stretches his neck a bit, wincing in pain. Eddie: “Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I fell asleep during our match out there. Your personality is just THAT dull.” Shane’s smirk vanishes as he glares at Eddie. Eddie: “Relax, pal, there’s just a couple things I wanted to tell you before you guys bust out your celebratory O’douls keg. Firstly, yes I know who Minor Threat is. Yes, I know who Ian MacKaye is. You can call me a ‘poser’ all you want for not being part of your ‘family’ but just remember. Ian himself said he never intended for straight-edge to be a movement. If you think I’m ‘less than’ just because I’m tolerant, then maybe in addition to X’s on your hands, you guys should grow out little Hitler moustaches as well, because you’re all acting like a bunch of hardlining nazis.” There is a long, intense staredown between the two before Eddie starts to slowly back away. Eddie: “Oh, and one more thing. You can tell Kirkland he can blow his little ‘offer’ right out his ass. No offense to you guys, but like being edge, not being an ass-hat is another personal choice I’ve made, and from the looks of things, that's part of the requirements in your guild charter. Bouche, SON.” Shane glares straight though Eddie as he backs away, then muttering to himself angrily as he flings open the door to the locker room. *** ~ THE MAYNARD O'TOOLE & MIKE KING TITLE BOUT CONTRACT SIGNING! ~ *** DANIELS: Ladies and gentlemen, we just witnessed one very heated exchange after one hell of a battle between Ryan Shane and the veteran, Eddie Rowan and we still have our main event coming up. But first, we will see the official contract signing for the Intercontinental championship match between the current Intercontinental champion, Maynard O’Toole and the number one contender, Mike King. This match is set to take place on March twenty first at Road To Glory Three. WATERS: That’s right, Mike King battled seven other contenders to get this shot and I for one, can not wait to see what happens here in a few minutes. MASTERS: I hope Mike King takes Maynard out for good. DANIELS: Well that remains to be seen but right now, we will kick things off with Ryan Lewis, who is standing by in the ring. The scene cuts to Ryan Lewis, standing inside the ring, in front of a table which has two chairs set up on either side and of course, the contract laying in the middle of the table. LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen it is time for Intercontinental championship match contract signing. This match is set to take place on March Twenty First, inside the Philip’s Arena as Road To Glory Three! The fans cheer loudly LEWIS: Introducing first….. The lights go dim inside the arena, followed by a beam of red light, reflecting on the entrance ramp as “Bloodline” by Slayer plays throughout the arena. Maynard O’Toole makes his way out from the back, dressed in blue jeans, black boots, a dark grey OGT shirt, black leather jacket and flaunting his intercontinental title over his right shoulder. Maynard makes his way down the aisle, with the fans cheering him on. LEWIS: From Fayetteville, North Carolina, the reigning Intercontinental champion, MAYNARD O'TOOOOOOLE!!! WATERS: I’ve been inside that ring against Maynard before and let me tell you, Mike King has a difficult task set in front of him. He will do whatever is necessary to keep his title, he is one tough son of a bitch. MASTERS: Yes well, Mike King is new school, I have a feeling we are going to see a new Intercontinental champion at Road to Glory Three. Maynard is in the ring as his music fades out. Ryan addresses him. LEWIS: Maynard O’Toole, you are the reigning Intercontinental champion and at Road To Glory Three, you will defend your championship against Mike King. Now before he comes out here, is there anything you’d like to say? Maynard takes the mic from Ryan’s hands as the fans cheer him on. O’TOOLE: The Phoenix, ….you know, I said it before the battle royal, that I wanted somebody to truly deserves this title shot……and I gotta say, I was impressed and I am glad to see one of CZW’s established superstars get this shot. This will be only the second meeting between me and Mike. The last time was in the first ever King of Combat tournament, which I won. But as much as I love myself, that was over a year ago, he’s gotten a whole hell of a lot better since then and I am looking forward to challenging my championship against him. The fans cheer some more and Maynard shakes his head in agreement before continuing. O’TOOLE: However, I’m not gonna start sugar coating anything. Mike, if you truly want this title, you’re gonna have to pry it from my cold, dead hands, because that’s the only way I will lose this match. No gimmicks, no Toole Shed, just you and me, one on one, the better man will win. And that man will be me... O'Toole is then cut off as "Alive and Awake" by Skillet pumps through the arena as the number one contender to O'Toole's Intercontinental championship admist the boos of the crowd. LEWIS: From Buckeye, Arizona, Mike King. King continues to walk down to the ring. MASTERS: Here comes the next CZW Intercontinental champion. DANIELS: We'll see at Road to Glory. WATERS: Of everyone that has challenged Maynard O'Toole, I think Mike has the best chance to dethrone the Champ. King finally gets to the ring with microphone in hand. He stares a hole into Maynard. LEWIS: Mike King, you are the number one contender to Maynard's IC title after winning the battle royal, how do you feel? KING: Well Ryan, it is an honor to be the man to take a man of Maynard O'Toole's talent at Road To Glory Three. I've wrestled at the second one because while the first one was going on, I was not in CZW at the moment and preparing for a World Heavyweight title match in another promotion. Last year at the second Road To Glory, it was Brian Kirkland and myself taking on the short-lived team of K.C. Kash and Matthew Jones. At that point in time, I was in a dangerous spot. I had just went to rehab and gotten over my demons and at any moment, and still to this day, I could relapse but I won't. I am driven to win and just as my new them says, "I'm a awake, I'm alive," and I've never felt this refreshed. The crowd boos King. KING: Shut up! LEWIS: Okay, What do you have to say about what Maynard said about prying the title from his cold dead fingers. KING: Well, there is an old proverb and I believe it says don't bite off more than you can chew. Maynard you are right that in our previous match, you beat me. I'm not gonna lie, I'm not gonna spin it, I'm being straight up and I'll admit that that night, the first and to date only Tribute to the Troops you were the better man. However, I would not get too cocky about that Maynard. In a straight-up match, I can put on the best showing and beat you through tap out or knock out for the 1-2-3. See my nickname "The Phoenix" is not some that I just go by, I live it. I changed it because XTC decided to comeback and use the same icon in their logo. I am a man who has fought adversity right and left. Now I am working to drive Youthful Aggression to the top. Brian and I had a plan and it worked. The fans boo King again. KING: You may not agree with what Youthful Aggression stands for, but we are trying to make CZW better by fighting for young and clean-cut wrestlers to ply their trade. The crowd continues to boo King as he sits down in the chair, staring at Maynard. LEWIS: Okay, so now that we have all the talking out of the way, it is time for the contract to be signed. So, Maynard if you will do the honors, first. Maynard, sitting in his chair, reaches over, flips open the contract and proceeds to sign it on the dotted line. Maynard then passes the contract across the table to Mike King. King continues to stare at Maynard before looking down at the contract. He thumbs through it and looks for the dotted line and signs it. LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen there you have it, the contract is signed and we officially have the match booked for Road to Glory Three. Be sure to tune in on March twenty first, live on pay per view. Maynard and Mike are up, in each others face. Maynard bearing a slight smirk of confidence as Mike extends his hand out for a handshake. After several moments of contemplating, Maynard shakes his hand and turns to the crowd. DANIELS: Well there you have it, folks. The match is officially booked now and what a match it is going to be. WATERS: Indeed, Maynard’s been through a lot of people in his career, here at the combat zone. Can Mike King be the man who strips him of that Intercontinental title? MASTERS: I think so, Mike King is going to take that man apart, mark my words. DANIELS: Well at least these two are showing some signs of sportsmanship….WAIT…. *THWACK* Maynard, while holding Mike’s hand up in celebration of this match, suddenly kicks Mike in the gut, lays his title belt on the ground, then picks King up and nails him with “The Third Eye”. King is lying on the mat, helplessly as Maynard holds his IC title belt over his body. WATERS: Maynard just sent a message to Mike King, wow that was a shot. As Maynard is standing over a fallen Mike King, suddenly the fans jump to their feet and look on as Brian Kirkland rushes down to the ring and slides in. Maynard, not knowing Kirkland is behind him, gets spun around and nailed with “The Ghost Train”. DANIELS: BAH GOD! Brian Kirkland coming to the aid of his friend, Mike King. He just leveled the IC champ with that super-kick he calls The Ghost Train! WATERS: Now, Mike King is back to his feet with the help of Kirkland. Kirkland stands Maynard up now….this does not bode well for the champ. Kirkland and King start double teaming Maynard with kicks to the downed champ. MASTERS: He started this battle, he could have waited patiently. DANIELS: He could have but Brian has no business doing it. Kirkland signals for King to climb the ropes. WATERS: No, not this... MASTERS: YES, DO IT! TAKE HIM OUT! DANIELS: Kirkland sets him up for a splash mountain bomb…….here comes King…. *THUD!* WATERS:….SPACE MOUNTAIN BOMB!!!! DANIELS: BAH GOD! YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION LOOKING STRONG HERE TONIGHT! MASTERS: I LOVE IT! Maynard is humbled and it is bloody sweet. Kirkland holds King’s hand high in the air and King holds Maynard’s IC title, proudly in victory as "Reckless Youth" by Pillar plays through out the arena. WATERS: I did not see that coming, I wonder what could happen now? DANIELS: We will soon find out. King lays the belt on Maynard and leaves the ring with Brian. Maynard is slowly getting up but holding his neck. Maynard stares at King saying he's doomed to which King replies by motioning that he will be the champion after Road to Glory. MASTERS: This will be a war, Road to Glory III on March 21, mark it on your calendars. DANIELS: That is true, but up next is the main event of the evening. Krimzon Blaze and Cage Stryker are set to take on the tag team of the returning Kris Kash and new comer, Psycho Sam Attic. Stay Tuned. *** Jarred: “We’re back and we’ve just been told that Caleb Walker want to make another statement. He’s at the wrestler’s entrance with a microphone now.” The camera shows Caleb standing near the entrance with the huge Combatron behind and to the left of the doorway. He is bandaged up and his lip has been taped, but it looks like he should get some stitches. He is obviously pissed. Caleb: “I just have a few words to say. Apparently Mr. Newton and I have been told to stay away from each other until an appropriate solution to our...rivalry...can be figured out, and that will probably happen at Road to Glory. Fine. I can stay away from him. I am a patient man. But Kimo, you have my full attention now. For the next few weeks, everything I do, every breath I take, is devoted to taking you out of CZW. You want revenge for what I did to Chris Ross? You are going to GET what I did to Ross, and maybe even more. When I get through with you...” Suddenly, Kimo’s face appears on the giant screen and the Hawaiian laughs. Kimo: “Would you just shut the hell up, Caleb? I know I’m gonna get another shot at you and I know you want to beat me bad! I know how much your wheels cost you and that you loved it a great deal. You don’t own much with the money you make, so I know you loved that car! That’s why I busted it up! You might put me inna hospital bed, Walka, but I’m putting you in a body cast! I oughta come right out there and give ya some more!” Caleb, angrier: “COME ON, THEN! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU PIECE OF CRAP?” Kimo: “Right up here!” Even as Kimo’s face disappears, he is seen at the top of the Combatron itself...and with the sledgehammer! Screaming incoherently, Kimo leaps from the top with the hammer and down onto Caleb! The big man half catches Kimo but stumbles backwards... Jarred: “Caleb is stumbling off the ramp! Both men are falling almost fifteen feet to the stone floor below!” The camera looks over the precipice to show both men lying motionless on the floor below. Jarred: “Get the emergency personnel down there now! We need help! We have to break for commercial!” ***
March 21st... 2010...
They say the road to hell was paved with the best intentions.
But what do they say the road to glory will be paved with?
GOLD.
Atlanta, Georgia... The Philips Arena...
Our next pay-per-view mega event...
CZW proudly presents...
ROAD TO GLORY III!
The main event... "The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus will put the CZW World Heavyweight title on the line against the man many say he literally stole it from... "High Definition" Cage Stryker!
"The OGT" Maynard O'Toole will defend the CZW Intercontinental title against #1 contender and Youthful Aggression member, "The Ivy Phoenix" Mike King!
Road To Glory III will feature its traditional Tower of Power contest, with a newly revamped and restructured concept, and the winner will be getting a WHC title shot at June's "Summer Showdown" PPV!
Monrowan are set to defend the CZW Global tag team titles against the winners of the tag team tournament!
plus so much more!
Tickets go on sale as soon as Overdrive is over! Be there to witness all of the CZW superstars in action, be there to witness the BEST wrestling product today!
~~ MAIN EVENT ~~ *** Overdrive comes back from commercial with Jessica Towers standing in the ring. TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our main event. Referee Stephanie D. will be officiating. Introducing first... being accompanied to the ring by CZW World Heavyweight champion Alan Fiscus... hailing from Wichita and Memphis, respectively... the team of "Psycho" Sam Attic and "The Realist" Kris Kash!" Boos fill the Rupp Arena as Attic, Kash, Fiscus and Hellena appear at the wrestler's entrance, as a mash up of "Gimmie Back My Bullets" and "Crashing" plays over the PA. Kash is wearing a red bandana around his face like an outlaw, and black street-like wrestling attire. Attic is wearing a leather jacket over a bare chest, with dark blue tights. Fiscus wears the World title around his waist, a "Jim Rose Circus Sideshow" t-shirt, and old blue jeans with holes in the knees. Hellena is wearing a short black skirt with fishnets on, knee high combat boots, and a "Alan Fiscus" t-shirt. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail and her make up is a mixture of black and purple. She holds onto Alan with a sick grin on her face, as all three men pose for a moment while a small fireworks display goes off. They make their way down to the ring, yelling at fans along the way. A small "Fiscus Sucks" chant begins, as the group make their way into the ring. WATERS: "This Lexington crowd sure dislikes this group. With good reason." MASTERS: "Yep. Jealousy." DANIELS: "Wait, Alan has taken the mic from Jessica..." Alan tells Jessica to hold on for a moment, and turns around to face the camera. He has to pause a moment while he waits for the jeers to die down. "What I'd like for you disgusting rednecks here in Lexington to do right now is, is SHUT UP and LISTEN!" The crowd boo louder, as the "Fiscus Sucks" chant gets louder as well. Fiscus grows impatient and begins to talk a few seconds before it dies back down. "Before this little tag match begins, I have some things to say. First thing I'd like to say is, CAGE STRYKER... congratulations. You finally get your rematch for the title you so covet. You finally get a chance to show these people and the fans around the world that you were ripped off. Trouble is, Cage, you're not going to do that. You're going to go into Road to Glory titleless... and you're going to LEAVE Road to Glory titleless! Because, you see, I've already told you I've played you like the puppet master I am. I _allowed_ you to pin me at Re-United We Stand simply so I could put on the show and draw the ratings by cashing in the money in the bank briefcase on your pathetic ass. Why do you think I got up so quickly, eh? Have you put two and two together yet? You see, unlike yourself, what I speak is the TRUTH. And I am utterly and completely SO MUCH better than you. In fact, I am bored of you. How you beat Covey in Albany, I have no clue. Covey was most likely in a drunken depression because he couldn't beat me in Rochester. I don't know, and I don't care. It didn't matter who won, because I _OWN_ both of you. So, in Atlanta, I don't want just a simple match. And as the champion, I get to choose what type of match it is. But, you do not deserve a Riot match. No, no. So what kind of match shall we have? Hmmm... let's see. El Pablo's Greenhouse match? Nope, I beat Matt Stylez in one of those, been there and done that. A cage match? Nope, I've already beaten you inside of a cage. Three Levels of Pain? No, I defeated Eddie Rowan in 2009's true match of the year in one of those. Electric Asylum? No way. Tables match? uh huh. Ladder match? Nope. I've got it. We're going to go old school with this one, Stryker. I want a match we haven't seen in CZW in quite some time. It's simple. I want to beat you down so bad... you have to leave on a stretcher! That's right, a Stretcher match, Cage. I want you to bleed. I want you to suffer. I want to destroy you to the point that you're a lifeless carcass, and watch as you're carted off on a stretcher like a ceremonious taking out of the trash." Fiscus takes a moment to smirk to himself. "The next thing I want to address, is... in two weeks, Overdrive will be live in Fayetteville, North Carolina. This strikes my interest for one reason. Maynard O'Toole." Fiscus has to pause as a "Maynard" chant runs its course. "Yes, you fools, Maynard. Fayetteville is his hometown. Did you think I forgot, Mayo? Do you think I've simply moved on from the whole W.D.S. fiasco, without taking it out on you as well? No. I've been waiting for this, Maynard. I don't care about what just happened with Mike King and Brian Kirkland. I want a match with you in your hometown. I want to bring final closure to the Whole Damn Show. I've written off Big Nasty... who is nowhere to be seen now. I've written off Bryan McNally, whom without a shadow of a doubt was the weakest link of the team. When people think back on those days, they don't even remember that he was even _IN_ the Show. I've defeated Eddie Rowan on a grand stage, in an inferno of a match where both of us had to take time off for injuries. I've defeated Matt Covey, the catalyst of the whole thing, in a Riot match. I've taken his woman. I've hospitalized his brother. And then I retained the biggest prize in the business against the degenerate. Now all that's left is... you. The final piece of the puzzle. I want to humilate you in front of your mother. I want to punk you out in front of your father. I want to defeat you in front of your friends and family. No big stipulations. No titles on the line. Just a good ol' wrasslin' match between former stablemates. A match the whole world has been asking for. It's on, O'Toole. Let's bring some noise." Again, Fiscus smiles to himself. He takes a moment to steal a kiss from Hellena, much to the disliking of the crowd. "And in closing, you're looking at the BEST new thing in CZW, right here. The best World Heavyweight champion in CZW history. His flesh, his blood, "Psycho" Sam Attic. One of the hottest prospects on the market. One of the most promising young stars the world has seen for some time. The dastardly and devious, the pinnacle of perfection.. "Flawless" Frank Finch. The beautiful and crazy sexy Hellena. The vicious and delicious, the cold hard wolverine... "The Realist" Kris Kash. We don't need a name for this group. This isn't a gang of losers. This is an assemblage of excellence. Cage, and Krimzon Blaze... you're about to get hit VERY hard by the next big wave." Fiscus pats the backs of both Sam and Kris, and they each are smiling with confidence. He hands the mic back to Jessica, and he and Hellena leave the ring and stand in a neutral corner. DANIELS: "Strong words and revelations from the champ!" TOWERS: "And their opponents... being led to the ring by Sirena Starr... hailing from Detroit and Hollywood respectively... "The Aerial Specialist" and "High Definition" Krimzon Blaze and Cage Stryker!" The crowd pops loud as "The Pretender" plays over the PA. Cage, Sirena, and Krimzon Blaze all come out as fireworks go off. They pose, with Sirena wearing a light blue outfit. Cage and KB both have their normal wrestling attire on. They high five fans on the way to the ring, as Alan and crew leave the ring. Cage and KB get in the ring and pose at a turnbuckle, as Sirena stares down Hellena on the other side of the ring. DANIELS: "Where's Covey?" WATERS: "There he is!" Without music or pyro, Covey begins walking down to the ring with an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. Most of the crowd doesn't notice until he's almost down to the ring, and a small "Covey" chant begins. He doesn't bother getting into the ring. He stands in Cage's and KB's corner, as Attic and Kash get back in the ring. Alan and Covey are staring at each other. MASTERS: "If looks could kill, Alan and Covey would have just murdered each other. Look at that intensity." WATERS: "Indeed. Both teams are now huddling up, deciding who will start this match out." DANIELS: "And it looks like it will be Attic and Blaze. Attic and Kash have a lot to prove here tonight, a lot of pressure. Being in the main event on Attic's first CZW match and Kash's first in a long time, has to make it so." MASTERS: "With's Alan's guidance, they have all the confidence they need." ** DING DING DING ** WATERS: "There's the bell, and Attic and Blaze begin circling each other. Each man compliments the other in terms of size and speed, I'd think. But Blaze has the experience advantage. They lock up. A short power struggle before Sam surprises KB with a knee to the gut. Now a big chop. Another. He throws him to the ropes.. but KB ducks the clothesline. On the rebound... KB with a flying crossbody!" DANIELS: "Good move there, both men back up on their. KB with a chop to Sam's chest. Another one. Another one! He irish whips him to a neutral corner... KB comes running in... but Sam moves out of the way and KB runs into the corner face first! Sam turns him around and grabs his head... double knee strike to the head!" WATERS: "That looked STIFF." MASTERS: "Brilliant, and he's going for a cover after a bodyslam." ONE . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . KICK OUT DANIELS: "A two count, KB is dazed and confused. Sam picks him up, and chops him hard. He kicks him to the gut... and irish whips him into the corner. Attic comes running in... and WOW a handspring enziguri! KB has been dropped! Another cover!" ONE . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . CAGE BREAKS IT UP MASTERS: "Get that fool out of there!" DANIELS: "Attic is doing what he can to not be compared to his older brother. Changing his ring name, and having a completely different style here." WATERS: "But just as crazy it seems. He picks up KB and nails a series of hard punches to his head. He is completely dominating right now. He kicks him in the gut... and nails a hard power bomb! Good move, and another cover." ONE . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . KICK OUT MASTERS: "I'm surprised the midget kicked out of that!" DANIELS: "And Sam is too, as he questions the ref's count. He picks KB back up. He throws him to the ropes.. and again KB ducks the clothesline. KB goes for another flying cross body... but Sam drop kicks him in mid air!" WATERS: "Awesome move." DANIELS: "This rookie is just man handling our resident Aerial Specialist, this must be a surprised to all. Cage is in his corner, grimacing. Covey is just staring at Alan, and vice versa. I don't think they're even paying attention to this match. Kash has all the confidence in the world, as he's yelling at the crowd." MASTERS: "I'm loving this. Sam has KB locked into a rear naked choke, but I don't think he's got it locked on tight.. and that's on purpose. He's playing with him. KB reaches for the ropes, and Sam lets go with aggression. He's completely confident now, and he should be. He slaps KB right across the face as he picks him up! Beautiful!" WATERS: "Arrogant. He turns him around. Looks like a German suplex here. He throws him.. but KB's flipped all the over on his feet! Sam doesn't know it!" DANIELS: "Sam turns around and... BAM a dropkick to the face! Now both men are laid out in the ring... the crowd is really behind KB to get the hot tag to Cage." WATERS: "Each man slowly inching to their corner, but Sam has to be in better shape than my old partner. With that being said, Sam is closer to Kash than KB is to Cage. The crowd is totally behind KB and Cage here tonight in Lexington." MASTERS: "And... Sam makes the tag! Kash has a smirk on his face of complete confidence now. Bloody right." WATERS: "He's taking too long to get in the ring! He's show boating so much, he's not paying attention... He notices now, but I think it's too late!" DANIELS: "Kash hurries it up, but just as he is about to get to KB... KB leaps up and tags in Cage! The crowd is going insane! Cage comes in, blocks the punch from Kash. Cage with a headbutt, sending Kash reeling. Attic comes back in, and Cage dropkicks him right back out! Cage is on a roll!" MASTERS: "Look at this... Fiscus and Covey, I don't think, haven't looked up once at the match. Their rivalry is one of the most tense I've ever witnessed." WATERS: "But back on track, Cage is owning the ring right now! Kash keeps trying to get some offense in but Cage is totally dominating him." DANIELS: "And on that note, the Fiscus and Covey stare down ends as Alan looks at Sam. Sam goes to go back in the ring to help Kash, but Alan stops him!? What's this?" WATERS: "I don't get that, but Kash is about to get something.. Cage kicks him in the gut and lifts him up! He's calling for it.. the Stryker Driver!" * SLAM! * DANIELS: "He nails it! The cover!" ONE . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . THREE! MASTERS: "WHAT! The match is already over! What the bloody hell!" ** DING DING DING ** TOWERS: "Your winners of the bout... Cage Stryker and Krimzon Blaze!" DANIELS: "Cage, KB and Covey get to the ramp rather quickly, as the ref is out there with them holding KB and Cage's arms up in victory. All three men are smiling, with Cage motioning around his waist that he wants Alan's belt." MASTERS: "Fiscus and Attic are in the ring, staring down at them. The champ is livid! But why did he stop Sam from going to help Kash?" DANIELS: "And Kash has no idea it even happened. He is laid out still, as Sam and Alan turn their attention to him. They both seem rather disappointed." WATERS: "Cage and crew are now behind the curtains, as Kash is gathering his bearings. He looks up at Alan and Sam, and is very disappointed as well. Alan extends his hand to help him up to his feet.. and he accepts. Alan lifts him up and begins giving him a pep talk it looks like. Look at this, Frank Finch and Hellena are making their way to ringside.." DANIELS: "They both enter the ring, and stand behind Alan. Alan seems to be reassuring Kash of something. Kash is angry, kicking the bottom rope. Not a very good return, I agree. He looks up at Alan and is saying he's sorry. It looks like Alan forgave him before he even said it, however, as Alan immediately offers a hug. Kash nods and accepts it." MASTERS: "AND ALAN HITS HIM WITH A SURPRISE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!" DANIELS: "What the --" WATERS: "And now Finch has him up... PICTURE PERFECT!" MASTERS: "I don't know why, but I'm loving this! Kash is out of it now. Sam's turn, he picks him up... THE TERROR RIDE!" DANIELS: "Alan is getting the mic from Jessica as the other three begin stomping a mudhole onto the fallen Kash." WATERS: "Kash's mouth is bleeding from the combined efforts of Attic and Finch. Alan walks back over to him, lays in a few boots, and begins to address him." "Kris Kash... you sorry... sack... OF SHIT. What do I look like, a Nintendo? A SEGA GENESIS!? Hell no I don't, so why you tryin' to play me SON! No one.. and I mean NO ONE.. makes me look like a fool! Where you thought you were already in the group... this was your try out match. This was your final exam. This was your make-it or break-it. And Kash? YOU FAILED MISERABLY. We have no room for losers. If you can't give 100%, you won't be giving ANY percent! We are WORLD CLASS and you are nickel and dime thug. You don't have to go home... but you can't stay here at our sides!" DANIELS: "The crew continue stomping on Kash as Alan turns around and looks right into the camera that the cameraman on the apron is holding." "And CAGE... You may have won this battle.. but you're FAR from winning the war! At Road to Glory III I will dissect... dismantle.. and DESTROY your ass, and wave goodbye as you ride that stretcher into the sunset... never to get another shot at _MY_ title again. Your soul better belong to your Jesus... because your wretched ass belongs to ME! Ha ha!" WATERS: "Alan is laughing like an insane man! Behind him, Attic has Kash back up. He has him positioned... HOLY HELL a Canadian Destroyer... and as Kash bounces back up, dazed out of his gorge... Frank nails him with another Picture Perfect! What an awesome set of moves, Kash may very well be re-injured... at the hands of the same man who put him out last time!" MASTERS: "Well, Alan is right, Kash obviously wasn't prepared for this match. He made them look bad, and the champ can't have that." DANIELS: "Well Kash is lying helpless and motionless, with his mouth bleeding pretty badly. Alan, Sam, and Frank are all high fiving. Yeah, they REALLY did good work here tonight. Please. It was a gang bang." WATERS: "And look at this, like they did to Covey, Alan and Hellena are now making out as they stand almost right on top of him. Despicable." DANIELS: "Folks, we are out of time, catch us in two weeks as we are live in Fayetteville, North Carolina at the Crown Coliseum. We will see... well, hopefully see hometown hero Maynard O'Toole fight the self-proclaimed puppet master, the champ Alan Fiscus. We will also see Godzilla Sawyer defend the World TV title... and so much more! Goodnight everybody!" WATERS: "Goodnight!"
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