The two competitors stand in the middle of the ring. The referee stands in between them looking at the both of them. Chris Freytag stands with his arms in crossed fashion and Extremely SuperSonic stands focused, arms at his side. Freytag, gazes out among the crowd, relaxed and keeping his cool. The referee speaks up into the mic piece placed on his collar.

Referee: This match gentleman, is a Streetfight. There are no rules. No count outs. No Disqualifications. If one of you are cheating or using dirty tactics, I won't be allowed to enforce any breaks. I will simply be here to register the pinfall counts, and witness any possible submission. I hope the best for your safety, and mine. You will wrestle, fight, brawl, however you decide to look at it, until there is a winner either by pinfall or submission. And now; any questions?

The crowd is getting worked up as the referee looks at the two wrestlers and both of them shake their head implying there are no questions from either end. The referee finishes.

Referee: Alright. Goodluck to both of you.

The referee stretches out his arm motioning for the ring bell and the two competitors retreat back to their respective corners. Extremely SuperSonic stands in his corner leaning on the ropes and looking out at the crowd. Freytag is in his corner moving around and testing the support of the ropes, pulling on them. Freytag then adjusts his attire and kneels over with his hands on his knees, in a position ready to strike as SuperSonic turns around and locks the gaze with Freytag. The bell ringing as the two stare each other down from across the ring. The two then circle each other in the middle of the ring. The crowd clapping and stomping their feet.

Vinnie: How do we follow this? I honestly don't know who is going to win.

Tommy: For one Chris Freytag and Extremely SuperSonic, this is what is all comes down too. They are seconds away from locking up here in the middle of the ring at Unforgiven.

Spades: My money is firmly behind the Assassin. Not because he is the Commissioner or just down right better than Sonic, but because each time these two have met and shook the foundation of this federation, Chris has come out on top.

The crowd looks on intensly as the two lock up in a stiff grapple; center stage. The two stagger around a bit trying to over power one another and the two hit the corner turnbuckles and bounce around a bit trying to gain the advantage continuously. The referee then tells them they need to break. Chris with SuperSonic pushed back into the buckles, slowly backs away. Relenting his attack. The two make their way back to the middle of the ring and viciously lock up once more. Freytag grabs SuperSonic in a side headlock and takes him down with the hold. SuperSonic rolls out of it and applies a hammerlock but Freytag nails SuperSonic with a quick elbow escaping the hold. Both men leaping back to their feet charge each other. SuperSonic takes down Freytag with an arm drag take-down. Freytag right back up charges Extremely SuperSonic once again and SuperSonic grabs Freytag, again, taking him down with an arm drag take-down. ESS quickly back up waiting for the Assassin, who this time, is slow to get up. The crowd cheering SuperSonic's offense. Freytag on his knees slowly gets back up to his feet with a look of distain on his face and anger. Chris facing the crowd, turns around and walks back towards the center of the ring.

Vinnie: It appears these two are trying to put on exactly what we didn't expect. A wrestling match. Holds are being countered and exchanged here at the top of this Streetfight.

The two locking up once again, has Extremely SuperSonic coming out on top with a twist of the arm, but Freytag reverses and pulls SuperSonic close to him with a side headlock. Freytag wrenches on the pressure and stands sideways to SuperSonic and kicks backwards and kicks out SuperSonic's leg from under him. SuperSonic crumbles but is able to maintain his standing position before hitting the canvas on his knees. Freytag then catching him off guard flips him over sideways with a side headlock take down. The two are on the canvas with Freytag still having the headlock applied. ESS fights the move and slowly fights to a standing position. Freytag continues to squeeze ESS' head as hard as he can and SuperSonic aims at the ropes and shoves Freytag forward, but the Assassin grips a handfull of SuperSonic's hair and then keeps the side headlock applied. The crowd sends off some boos at the tactic and Freytag takes SuperSonic back down to the canvas with the hold. SuperSonic back on the canvas stomach first slams his hand down in frustration. ESS still fighting the hold and repeatedly telling the referee he isn't submitting, finally stands back up with Freytag. SuperSonic then drills Freytag in the side with a forearm and shoves him away and into the ropes. The Assassin comes off the ropes and ESS drops to his stomach, Freytag jumping over and continuing into the opposite ropes as ESS gets back to his feet. Freytag comes back and SuperSonic grabs him with a hip toss. Freytag flips and hits the canvas. ESS quickly approaching the Assassin to capitalize, is kicked away when he kneels down by Freytag who shoots his legs upward in dropkick fashion. Freytag rolls over and stands back up and SuperSonic is charging at him, but Freytag once again grabs ESS and quickly takes him over with a side headlock take down.

Tommy: Freytag and SuperSonic at this point, trying to out-wrestle each other. I do believe that when it comes to technical mat wrestling, the Assassin has the advantage. He is the better "wrestler" of the two.

Spades: You just wait. Things seem pretty slowed down and mellow right now but when tempers flare, all hell is going to break loose.

Freytag keeps the side headlock applied as they both reach a standing position. ESS then picks up Freytag into a back suplex position but Freytag backflips and lands behind SuperSonic. Freytag with a waistlock has it reversed by SuperSonic. The Assassin then quickly turns his body and trips SuperSonic with a drop toehold. Freytag then jumps upward and lands next to SuperSonic's upper torso applying once again, the side headlock.

Vinnie: Chris Freytag really wearing down the neck of Extremely SuperSonic.

Extremely SuperSonic slams his hands down on the canvas, getting more and more frustrated by the minute. Extremely SuperSonic fights to his knees and quickly stands back up, and is beginning to feel a bit dazed from the effects of the constant headlocks and circulation being cut off. ESS shoves Freytag into the ropes once again. Freytag comes off and ESS goes to leap frog over the Assassin, but Freytag catches SuperSonic in mid-air and then turns to face the crowd and drops SuperSonic with an inverted atomic drop. ESS clutches his groin and then Freytag comes running at him and clotheslines him to the canvas. Freytag with a lateral press. 1...kickout. ESS sits up and the Assassin slaps on a reverse chin lock. ESS spits at the referee who comes barging over toward him asking for submission. Freytag keeps the move applied and ESS is fighting back to his feet as best as he can. Freytag then suddenly relenting the chin lock shoves ESS forward and un-suspecting of it, SuperSonic crumbles into the corner turnbuckles and tries standing back up and Freytag is immediately in the corner thrusting shoulders into ESS' mid-section. ESS is nearly folded in half as the Assassin then responds with some heavy right hand haymakers, each of them connecting with SuperSonic's face. Freytag gets in three or four punches when ESS grabs Freytag and spins him around reversing the attack. The crowd erupts into cheers as SuperSonic begins his onslaught of punches that rock the Assassin and he is slowly sinking down in the corner turnbuckles as ESS full force continues his furious lefts and rights. Before Freytag crumbles all the way to the mat, Extremely SuperSonic grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring towards the opposite corner but half way across Freytag with a reversal sends SuperSonic towards the corner. Freytag charges in behind ESS and is looking for some sort of a stike but ESS grabs the ropes with his hands stopping himself and lifts his body up with his legs sticking out. His feet landing on Chris' shoulders. Chris grabs ahold of ESS' legs but with amazing quickness ESS gives the Assassin a head scissors that thows him through the top and middle rope to the outside of the ring. The crowd cheers the exchange and Freytag crashes to the outside mats. ESS nips back up to his feet. The crowd begins cheering and SuperSonic runs and perches himself in the corner buckles, pointing to himself with his thumbs.

Tommy: This crowd has come alive here in New Orleans and they are chanting the name of that man, Extremely SuperSonic!

Outside the ring Chris sits up and is shaking off some cob webbs. He stands back up and walks around the ring. ESS measures him from inside and then jumps off the buckles. Freytag pauses on the outside and then begins shouting out at some ringside fans who are proudly supporting ESS, some sporting signs and banners. ESS taking notice, sizes up Freytag and then takes off running towards the opposite side of the ring. ESS then leaps up and stands on the top strand and jumps off with a corkscrew suicide plauncha. Chris turns around in time to recieve SuperSonic's twisting body collide with him full force. The Assassin is rocked and sent tumbling backwards. ESS hits the outside mats and rolls over and is back to a standing position. ESS stalks towards the Assassin and yanks him back to his feet. Grabbing him by the back of the head, SuperSonic runs with Freytag in toll back towards the ring and slams him face first off the apron. Chris collapses to his knees and clutches his face as ESS lays in some kicks to the exposed back of Freytag. Chris grabs his back and falls over on his side. SuperSonic then stomps on Freytag a bit as he walks over towards the time keeper and jerks him out of his seat. ESS picks up the steel chair and folds it shut. Sitting it down against the ring apron, he walks back towards Freytag.

Vinnie: I've got a feeling that steel chair is about to come into play somehow.

Spades: I'm expecting much more than that.

ESS grabs the Assassin and then whips him into the ring post. Freytag hits shoulder first and twirls in the air before hitting the outside mats. Holding onto his shoulder, Chris fights to stand back up. From behind ESS grabs the steel chair and getting a running start, charges in from behind. Freytag turns around and SuperSonic leaps up into the air and placing the steel chair under his feet in snowboard fashion; dropkicks it into Freytag's face. The crowd gasping as Freytag is sent to the outside protective mats in a heap. Hitting the ground and laying motionless as SuperSonic stands back up and kicks the now dented chair aside. The fans beginning a chant of "NCW! NCW! NCW!"

Tommy: That is a sure shiner right there.

ESS raises his arms and slaps a few hands with the ringside crowd. ESS then looks back towards the Assassin who is trying to push himself up. ESS grabs him by the back of his head and then helps him to his feet. ESS with an irish whip throws Freytag towards the guardrail, but the several officials in the way who are sitting down at ringside prove to be a cushion. Freytag lands against an official who is sitting up right and trying to push this near 250 plus wrestler off him. ESS takes aim and then comes lunging forward with a Superkick but Freytag moves aside dropping to the mats and ESS drills the official in the side of the face knocking him backwards and into the steel guardrail. The official landing on the ground unconcious.

Spades: I think he may have broke that official's jaw!

Vinnie: What impact on that Superkick. If that would have collided with the Assassin it may have took his head clean off.

Tommy: Chris Freytag may have been acting on instinct there. He seen SuperSonic coming at him with that move. I think we need to get this official out here some medical attention. He hasen't moved a muscle since meeting the floor after Extremely SuperSonic's superkick.

Spades: Here come the EMTs now.

Vinnie: So early in this match up and already outside bystanders are being taken out.

Tommy: Hopefully they don't come over here, unless it's for the King.

Chris Freytag is using the steel guardrail for assistance, standing back up to his feet. ESS grabs his hair and looks down at the unconcious official but then shrugs his shoulders and turns back towards the Assassin. ESS grabs Chris' shoulder and spins him around but recieves a roundhouse right that sends SuperSonic reeling back against the ring apron. Chris then comes forward towards SuperSonic and hits him low in the stomach and quickly hooks his head and drives him into the outside mats with a DDT. Freytag then sits back up and is standing back up, grabbing ESS by the hair and pulling him up as well. Freytag then picks up SuperSonic into his arms ready for a bodyslam but instead faces the steel ringpost and slams ESS into it back first. SuperSonic lets out a loud scream upon impact and the Assassin backs up with ESS still in his arms. Freytag then runs forward once again full speed and slams SuperSonic into the ringpost. This time completely dropping SuperSonic from his grasp, and ESS falls to the outside mats clutching his back. Chris Freytag then grabs SuperSonic by the hair and pulls him back to his feet but has him hunched over. Freytag tucking his head between his legs, hoists up Extremely SuperSonic into a powerbomb but instead of throwing him down on the mats, turns and then runs forward a bit and nails the powerbomb throwing ESS down on the steel ringsteps. ESS shouts out in pain and Freytag staggers backwards. The fans screaming out in a mixed reaction. The steel stairs smashed in upon impact.

Vinnie: Oh Dear God! A powerbomb onto those steel steps! Chris Freytag is man handling Extremely SuperSonic!

Spades: SuperSonic is much smaller than Freytag. What do you expect?

Tommy: What a nasty spill. Extremely SuperSonic may have just been broken in half after that powerbomb. And there isn't much left of those steel steps.

Chris looks out at the booing crowd. Many fans screaming volgurties at him there at ringside. Chris walks around back and forth a bit with his hands on his hips. A big smile on his face. He is pointing down at SuperSonic's lifeless body and shouting out at the crowd. Stomping on ES every few seconds. The referee after seeing the move jumps to the outside and is pushing Chris back to that he may check on Extremely SuperSonic's condition. Chris looks at the referee and yells at him to back away. Ignoring the Assassin, the referee gets on his hands and knees and is trying to speak with ESS but Chris jerks him up by his shirt and throws him backwards, pointing his finger at him shouting threats of job termination. Freytag then turns back around and slowly pulls Extremely SuperSonic back up to his feet with a handful of his hair. Chris looks around at the fans and once again tucks Extremely SuperSonic's head between his legs. The fans booing like mad and a huge grin comes across Freytag's face.

Vinnie: Oh no. Not again.

Spades: Yes! Yes! Do it!

Chris picks up SuperSonic but this time holds him straight up and jumps up and nails a deadly spike piledriver. ESS going head first into the mashed in steel ring steps. Upon impact of the piledriver, the stairs are destroyed. A loud thud being heard as the stairs smash. ESS flops over on the mats, twitching a bit. Freytag sitting up and looking around and smiling at the crowd's reaction.

Tommy: Spike Piledriver into what was the ring steps. That cold hard steel being mangled by Sonic's head and body. I'm not sure this Streetfight is going to be able to proceed much longer.

Vinnie: Extremely SuperSonic fighting against the odds these previous weeks. So much being thrown at him and I for one am not sure he'll be able to survive tonight. Not after everything he has endured and this on top of it.

Spades: Your finally starting to think right MacDonald. Extremely SuperSonic is finished.

Chris slowly gets back up and looks down at SuperSonic. He looks at his face and along with Freytag's sly grin, comes a slap in SuperSonic's face. Chris Freytag grabs SuperSonic and hoists him back up to a near standing position. Chris then hooks Extremely SuperSonic with a side head lock and drills SuperSonic with a Twist Of Fate for good measure. Freytag then stands back up and yells at the referee. Motioning for him to come towards the two, Freytag drops over the top of Extremely SuperSonic for a cover. The referee drops and slaps his hand against the outside protective mats. 1.....2.....shoulder up. The crowd erupts into cheers and Freytag looks up with a wide eyed glare directed at the referee who is standing back, telling Chris is was plainly a two count. Chris steps over Extremely SuperSonic's body and begins shouting at the ref but then disregards him. Turning around and dropping a legdrop across SuperSonic's throat.

Tommy: Amazingly enough Extremely SuperSonic just barely gets the shoulder up! Much to the delight of New Orleans.

Vinnie: If it was just Sonic, that would've been a three. But he's gone SuperSonic, and that's a kickout.

Chris then mounts ontop of Extremely SuperSonic's chest and grabs his hair and pulling his head up, wails away on SuperSonic's face with hard right hands. Pummeling ESS relentlessly. His fist banging off SuperSonic's face and the crowd continues their immense booing.

Vinnie: It seems in frustation, Chris Freytag is trying to put an end to Extremely SuperSonic's career.

Spades: Right now he is re-arranging SuperSonic's facial features.

Vinnie: Never in my life have I seen such hatred between two individuals.

Tommy: The length these two men will go to just to prove a point verbally or even physically against each other is just unbelievable.

Spades: We know that already.

Chris finally relents his hard right hands and ESS' head is dropped against the ground. Chris Freytag stands back up and grabs Extremely SuperSonic's legs and holds them up. Chris then kicks ESS straight in the groin area forcing a harsh yell and response from the pummeled SuperSonic. Freytag picks up SuperSonic's legs once more and repeats the painful procedure. Freytag then raises his arms to the jeer of the crowd. The Superdome erupting in a hated response. Chris Freytag then grabs ESS' hair and the back of his tights and hauls him back up to his feet. Running down the incline ramp, Chris shoves SuperSonic back into the ring under the bottom rope. Freytag rolling in himself. Chris stands back up and then runs to the ropes and jumps on the second strand back flipping onto SuperSonic with a Lionsault. Freytag with another pin. 1...2...kickout.

Spades: Back in the ring.

Tommy: And Extremely SuperSonic is still kicking out after the punishment he has recieved.

Chris stands up and then walks to the ropes. Stepping out onto the apron, Freytag jumps down to the arena floor and bends down lifting up the ring apron. Chris then reaches down and with wondering hands feels around. With wide eyes and a sudden smile, Freytag begins pulling something out from under the canvas. Revealing it to be a ladder as he stands back and pulls the black steel object out from under concealment. Garnering a loud mixed reaction from the crowd. ESS continues to lay in the ring and Chris sets the ladder up from outside of the ring. He then begins slowly climbing the rungs one by one, looking over at the prone body of ESS; center stage. The Assassin then reaches the top rung and steadily balances himself. He then raises his arms and leaps off the top of the ladder. Soaring over the ropes below and some down at ESS with a huge splash. ESS however, moving at the last possible moment and the Assassin hits nothing but mat. The crowd erupts into cheers and SuperSonic lays on his stomach trying to re-group. Freytag after bouncing on impact, is rolling over kicking his feet while clutching his mid-section.

Vinnie: These guys are nuts. This just isn't any old wrestling match to either of these two. This is about their pride. This is about their ability. And this is about their ego. Who will go to the most extreme to exterminate the other will determine who wins this.

ESS climbs back to his feet with Freytag, and they start trading blows. ESS knees Freytag in the stomach to bend him over, then grabs him by the back of the head. ESS runs with Freytag toward the ropes and launches the commissioner over the top rope, throwing him into the ladder. The ladder falls back, and Freytag bounces off as the ladder folds itself up. Freytag rolls off the ladder, holding his ribs, as ESS grabs the top rope, pulling it back, then jumps on it, and jumps off for a springboard elbow drop to Freytag's ribs. The ref rolls to the outside as both men rest on the ground.

Vinnie: Springboard elbow drop from inside the ring to the outside, and that has to have really taken a lot out of both men.

Tommy: We're fifteen minutes in, and things look to be turning toward Sonic's advantage.

ESS climbs back to his feet and starts high-fiving fans at ringside. ESS stops and starts pointing at himself, in RVD fashion, and the fans nearest him cheer him on. ESS walks off and turns back to Freytag and walks over to him where Chris is turning over onto his side. ESS stomps down on the right side of Freytag's body, and Freytag rolls over onto his stomach. ESS steps over Freytag and grabs the ladder and picks it up. He takes a few steps and sets it down against the ring, and slides it underneath the curtain to put it back under the ring. SuperSonic turns back and walks to Freytag, grabbing him by the neck and helping him to his feet. ESS takes a few steps toward the ring, and slams Freytag face first against the ring apron. Chris slumps against the ring, and ESS grabs him by the head and tights and rolls him back into the ring. SuperSonic slides in behind him and climbs to his feet, and yells at Freytag to get up while he leans back against the ropes resting.

Spades: I can't believe this. Freytag gets a ladder out, and Sonic puts it back. Does he actually think he can beat Chris in a wrestling match?

Vinnie: He's thinking it, and he's believing it. Maybe it's a message that the toys will come out later, if there is a later.

Tommy: He should be making a cover rather than waiting for the Assassin to get up.

Freytag climbs to his feet and looks at ESS looking back. The two circle around and lockup, and Freytag quick applies a wristlock and spins it around to drop ESS to one knee. ESS stands back up and jabs Freytag in the chest, and breaks the hold by applying a wristlock of his own. Chris touches his wrist, then hits a rolling somersault and gets back to his feet to reverse the wristlock into one of his own to put SuperSonic back on one knee. ESS grabs the back of Freytag's knee, and pulls forward, clipping him to force Freytag to fall back with the wristlock getting broken. ESS quickly slides over, applying a headlock onto Freytag and the ref checks for submission. Freytag sticks his right arm under SuperSonic's throat and pushes back, and ESS shakes his head around to wiggle his head free. They turn about and Freytag gets to his feet with ESS onto one knee with the headlock still applied. ESS wrenches it in, then stands back up where Freytag spins out of the headlock, grabbing ESS's left forearm to push it over his head, then slips behind and applies a hammerlock on the same left arm. ESS reaches back with his right arm to get nothing, then slips under his arm to counter Freytag's hammerlock with a hammerlock of his own from behind. Freytag spins around and hits a drop toehold, then floats over to apply a front facelock. ESS quickly spins out of it to apply a hammerlock on his knees with Freytag laying on his stomach. ESS hooks under Freytag's right shoulder and rolls him over onto his shoulders as ESS puts his right leg onto Freytag's left arm for a cradle. The ref slides to make the count but Freytag kicks out before a count can be made. Both men get back to their feet and lockup and ESS applies a headlock which Freytag quickly pushes out of, sending SuperSonic running to the ropes. ESS htis the ropes and comes back and takes Freytag down with a quick shoulderblock, then runs to his right toward the ropes as Freytag flips over onto his stomach. ESS bounces off the ropes and hops over Freytag and goes into the opposite ropes as Freytag climbs back to his feet. ESS hops off the ropes and ducks under a leap frogging Assassin, and stops behind him as Freytag goes into the same ropes that ESS just hit. Freytag comes off the ropes and ducks under ESS who leap frogs over Chris, and Freytag goes into the ropes as ESS turns around and drops low to the mat doing near-splits. SuperSonic's head is hunched over as Freytag stops in front of him and goes for a legdrop, which ESS pulls his head up. ESS looks at Freytag and swings his right leg up toward the front of Freytag's face, and Chris ducks it by laying back. ESS quickly gets back to his feet as Freytag gets to his knees, and hits the back of ESS' left knee to chop him down and quickly gets back to his feet. Freytag goes for an elbow drop which ESS sits up and gets to his feet and goes for a legdrop which Freytag sits up and gets to his feet at the same time SuperSonic does. Both men stop, with their hands up, ready to fight, when they pause. Cheers and claps of applause come from the crowd as the two look at each other, catching their breath. They circle around a bit, looking out at the crowd when SuperSonic stops to turn and face the crowd near the top left corner. ESS starts pointing at him and "Whole Show" starts getting chanted.

Vinnie: Counter move after counter move. Nice display of technicality from both men.

Spades: I always put on matches like this back in my day. And people loved me for it.

Tommy: I really wish you would get back in the ring.

Spades: Nah, I'm retired. I talk about back in my day, but this is Freytag's time, his days.

They circle around and lockup in the center of the ring, and Freytag backs ESS up into the bottom left corner. The referee steps inbetween, calling for a break, and the two slowly relent. Freytag backs off, pointing at himself now, mocking ESS. ESS watches on as Freytag suddenly kicks him in the stomach, then hits a forearm to the face. Freytag grabs SuperSonic's hand and pulls him out of the corner and whips him into the opposite corner. ESS grabs the top turnbuckle after running across the ring and springs himself off, kicking his feet up into the air as Freytag runs underneath. ESS lands on his feet as Freytag turns around in front of the turnbuckles. Freytag takes a couple steps toward ESS who goes for a front dropkick, but Freytag catches SuperSonic's feet. Freytag falls back for a slingshot catapult, but ESS lands with his feet on the second turnbuckle. Freytag gets to his feet and turns around and charges toward the corner as ESS jumps back, leap frogging over Freytag. Freytag jumps onto the second turnbuckle and ESS grabs him and applies a waistlock and pulls him out of the corner, turning him around, and sets him down on the ground in the middle of the ring. Freytag quickly swings his left elbow back, and connects with ESS square in the eye. SuperSonic grabs his face as Freytag goes for another elbow that ESS ducks, and Freytag spins around. ESS plants a boot into Freytag's mid-section and grabs a wrist and whips him into the top left corner. Freytag hits the corner and ESS charges and hops onto the middle ropes, then jumps onto the front of Freytag's thighs and falls back for a monkey flip. Freytag crashes to the mats but sits up holding his back as ESS climbs to his feet. The two go to lockup near the center of the ring and ESS plants a hard boot to Freytag's mid-section, then plants a forearm into Freytag's face. ESS grabs Freytag's head and plants another forearm to the face to send Freytag reeling which ESS kicks him in the stomach to bend him over. ESS looks over to the ropes behind him and turns and runs and jumps onto the middle rope, catching the top rope. ESS leapfrogs back as Freytag runs forward and stops in front of the ropes. ESS lands on his feet and charges to Chris who back-bodydrops him over the top rope, but ESS lands on his feet on the ring apron. Freytag goes for a punch which ESS blocks, then grabs Freytag by the back of the head and leads him toward the bottom right corner and goes to slam Freytag's face into the top turnbuckle, but Chris gets a foot up. Freytag retaliates by grabbing the back of SuperSonic's head and slams his face into the turnbuckle, and ESS reels around, dropping to a knee. Freytag jumps onto the middle rope near the corner and vaults back with a springboard dropkick to the back of SuperSonic's head as he gets back to his feet ala Chris Jericho. ESS gets launched off the ring apron and crashes into the front of the american announcers' table. ESS lays on his back in front of the table as Freytag walks around inside the ring, pointing at himself as ESS would, making the crowd boo.

Spades: Finally our Assassin gets one of his taunts back. You don't know how many years he's been doing that, and Sonic stole from him.

Freytag walks over and steps between the ropes in the bottom right corner and ascends the turnbuckles as ESS climbs back to his feet. Freytag pirches himself on the top rope, spreads his arms out, then vaults off with a high flying cross-body onto ESS. Both men lay on the ground for a few moments as Freytag musters the strength to get back to his feet and slide back into the ring. Freytag walks around, pointing at himself again to make the crowd boo as SuperSonic fights back to his feet. ESS climbs onto the ring apron, and stands on his knees holding onto the top rope when Freytag rushes over and dropskicks him in the chest. ESS slumps forward, his head and arms resting over the middle rope, sticking in the ring as Freytag climbs back to his feet. Freytag walks over to the corner and jumps onto the middle rope as ESS climbs back to his feet with his head and arms still between the ropes. Freytag jumps off, and hits a guilotine legdrop to the back of SuperSonic's head, snapping his legs up to strike the top rope and bounce back. ESS slumps into the ring, pulling his legs back in as Freytag gets back to his feet. Freytag drops down onto ES and hooks a leg and the ref slides to make the count, 0...1....2..shoulder-up. Freytag climbs back to his feet, grabbing ESS by the hair and pulling him up as well. Freytag leads ESS over to the top right corner and slams him face first into the turnbuckle. ESS slumps against the corner, with his back to it, as Freytag lands an overhand chop. Freytag sizes ESS up, and drives the edge of his hand across SuperSonic's chest with a loud knife-edge chop to get some "WHOOO!'s" from the crowd. Freytag grabs the back of ESS' knees and lifts him onto the top turnbuckle into a seated position. Freytag lands a hard throat thrust to reel ESS up, flailing his arms as Chris grabs the top rope and pulls himself onto the second turnbuckle. Freytag turns away, applying a headlock, and jumps forward to hit a flying bulldog. Freytag grabs ESS by the hair and climbs back to his feet with him. Freytag throws an arm over his shoulder, and hooks the tights, and hits a snap suplex. Freytag hangs on as he rolls over with him and gets back to his feet. Freytag snap suplexes Extremely SuperSonic over again, but hangs on once again. Freytag rolls over once again and gets back to his feet with ESS, and hits yet another snap suplex, and once again hangs on. Freytag rolls over again and gets back to his feet with ESS, and snap suplexes him over. Freytag rolls over once again and pulls ESS back to his feet, and snap suplexes him over. The Assassin still holds on as he rolls over and gets back to his feet with ESS, and snap suplexes him over yet again. Freytag hangs on as he rolls over again, and climbs back to his feet with ESS. Freytag snap suplexes SuperSonic over for a seventh time, and releases this time. ESS sits up, then falls back dazed as Freytag staggers to his feet and walks over to the bottom left corner.

Vinnie: Rolling snap suplex from Chris Freytag. This very well could be over right now.

Tommy: Usually they stop at three, but I think that was like three times that.

Freytag climbs to a seated position on the top rope, with his feet on the middle rope. Freytag stands up with his right arm up, and he touches his elbow. Chris jumps off and hits ESS with an elbow drop from the second rope to SuperSonic's face. Freytag sits on his knees, catching his breath, looking around with his hands around his waist. Freytag then slumps over and lays across SuperSonic's chest as the ref slides to make the count, 1...2....shoulder-up. The crowd goes into a frenzy of cheer as Freytag questions the three count, getting to his feet. Freytag grabs the ref by the collar, holding up three fingers and yelling at the ref. Freytag shoves the ref down to the mat, and drops to the ground himself and rolls out of the ring. Freytag goes under the ring and pulls out a black steel chair with a pink Hitmen logo on it. Freytag slides it into the ring and rolls in behind it, and climbs back to his feet. Chris picks up the chair and stands in the top left corner and yells at SuperSonic to get up.

Spades: This is it. This is the end. Freytag is going to literally put Sonic's braindead head through that chair.

Tommy: Is this the Assassin we knew all along? Is he really sick enough to try this?

ESS rolls over onto his side, as Freytag continues to scream "GET UP!". ESS gets to his hands and knees and gets to a knee. ESS stands up and Freytag steps forward and blasts the chair over SuperSonic's head, and ESS spreads his legs apart, dazed, as the chair is bent up. ESS still somehow stands up, and he tells Freytag to bring it as some blood begins to trickle down from his forehead. Freytag winds up and goes for a baseball type swing with the chair, but SuperSonic ducks it. Both men stop and turn around, and Chris holds the chair in front of his face as ESS spins around to hit the Sonikabang. The chair Freytag was holding bounces off his head and slides underneath the ropes to the outside, and Freytag spins around and drops to his knees and falls flat on his face as ESS collapses to the ground, holding his back.

Vinnie: Horrific spin kick to a steel chair in front of the Assassin's face, and it knocked him right out.

Tommy: Don't forget about that chairshot from Freytag. Busted Sonic wide open. Pretty much knocked him silly.

Spades: If either person threw an arm over the other right now, this would be over. That was like a Balls Mahoney chairshot. Steel mashing into skull, and the echo from it.

Both men climb back to their feet slowly, and Freytag toekicks ESS in the shin. ESS drops to a knee clutching his left shin where Chris kicked, and Freytag backs up. Freytag runs forward, lifting his knee as he grabs SuperSonic's head and thrusts it down into his knee, snapping SuperSonic's body back. ESS lays on the mat still holding his shin, balled up, as Freytag drops low to the mat and rolls back to the outside of the ring. He goes for the steel chair and picks it up to look at the dent, then throws it down as SuperSonic turns his body around and crawls toward the ring apron nearest Freytag. Chris walks over to the time keeper's table and grabs the ring bell, and looks out at the crowd as ESS peaks his head out through the bottom and middle rope. Freytag turns around and clocks him in the face with the bell, a dinging sound echoing throughout the arena. ESS pulls his head back, wobbling his head while blood continues to spill from his forehead. Freytag sets the bell down on the ring apron, and reaches under the bottom rope to grab SuperSonic's hair and pulls him out of the ring by it as ESS holds onto Freytag's wrist. Freytag gets SuperSonic on his feet, and slumps him against the ring apron. Freytag grabs the ring bell and sets it down against the side of SuperSonic's head, and walks over and grabs the bell hammer from the time keeper. Freytag walks back and sizes it up, then runs a few feet and slams the hammer against the bell. The bell sounds as ESS spins about, wobbling his head as the sound echos through his ears, and brings him down to his knees.

Vinnie: You could bust an eardrum by doing that!

Spades: Duh, that's why he did it.

Freytag tosses the hammer back to the time keeper, and grabs the bell and also tosses it back. Freytag grabs SuperSonic by the hand and helps him stand back up, and directs him at the guardrail near the bottom right corner on the outside of the ring. Freytag whips ESS, but SuperSonic somehow counters and sends Freytag into the guardrail. Freytag hits chest first and falls over the guardrail, spilling into a couple fans' laps. Freytag lays on the ground as ESS drops to a knee, holding his ears. Chris fights to his feet, and ESS gets back to his feet as well. SuperSonic charges and jumps over the guardrail, clearing it completely with both arms stretched to clothesline Freytag back. They land in some seats as the fans have already been forced back by security. They rest for a few seconds as the fans behind them pat them on the back, and Freytag is the first to his feet. Freytag takes a couple steps toward the guardrail as ESS gets back to his feet. Freytag turns back and ESS scoops him up, but Freytag falls behind ESS. Freytag dropkicks SuperSonic from behind, and ESS falls over the guardrail to land on the mats at ringside. Both men rest on the ground briefly, with ESS getting to his hands and knees first. SuperSonic gets back to his feet as well as Freytag, and ESS rolls back inside the ring. Freytag climbs over the guardrail and walks to the ring and slides in as ESS gets back to his feet. ESS walks over and stomps down on the back of Freytag's head, and Chris turns over near the bottom right corner, holding the bottom rope. ESS plants another boot to Freytag's upper chest, then bends down and grabs Freytag by the head and helps him to his feet in the corner. ESS lays in a forearm shot, then grabs Chris by the hand and whips him into the opposite corner. Freytag charges as ESS follows behind him, but Chris grabs the top turnbuckle and springs himself back as ESS ducks underneath, but Freytag twists his body while in the air to hook them under SuperSonic's arms and takes him over for a sunset flip. Freytag keeps his legs on ESS' shoulders and the ref slides to register the count, 0...1...2..ESS slams his legs together to mash Freytag's head to break the count. They climb back to their feet, and Freytag grabs ESS' head and sticks it between his legs. Freytag lifts ESS up, but SuperSonic kicks his legs to come back down on his feet. ESS lifts Freytag over his head and holds onto his legs, then Sonicbombs him into the mat. Freytag keeps his legs in the air and ESS grabs the ankles and turns him over into a boston crab. The ref slides over to Freytag's head to ask for submission when Freytag reaches his arm out to grab the bottom rope. The ref yells at ES to break it up and he releases. The two climb back to their feet and Freytag plants a foot into SuperSonic's chest to back him up into the bottom right corner. Freytag grabs SuperSonic's hand as he plants a forearm into his face, then irish whips him across the ring. Freytag runs the length of the ring and jumps onto SuperSonic's thighs, grabbing his head, but SuperSonic steps out of the corner with Freytag still on him to prevent the monkey flip. ESS sits Freytag down on the top turnbuckle and goes for a right hand, but Freytag blocks it and jabs ESS in the face. Freytag hooks SuperSonic's head and spins him out of the corner for a tornado DDT, but ESS hangs on and spins Freytag around and sets him on his feet. ESS lifts Freytag over to hit a northern lights suplex to counter the tornado DDT. The ref drops to the mat to count, 1...2..kickout. Both men climb back to their feet and ESS kicks Freytag in the stomach to bend him over. ESS picks Freytag up and drops him with an inverted atomic drop to rock him back in front of the top right corner. Freytag stays on his feet as ESS walks over and shoves him back into the corner, and hits a hard chop across Freytag's chest. Freytag turns away, absorbing the shot, as ESS picks Freytag up and sets him down on the top turnbuckle. ESS lays in a few hard jabs to Freytag's face, then climbs onto the second turnbuckle where Freytag fires back with some overhand fists to SuperSonic's back. Freytag bends ESS over, and jabs him in the kidneys a few times. Freytag stands up and grabs the sides of SuperSonic's waist and flips over for a top rope sunset flip powerbomb. Freytag is on his feet pushing down on SuperSonic's legs as the ref slides to count, 1....2....kickout. Freytag is in disbelief as he climbs back to his feet, and helps ESS up. Freytag backs ESS up into the ropes and pulls him off for an irish whip, but gets an arm up for a short-arm clothesline. Freytag walks over to the ropes and rolls to the outside and goes underneath the ring. Freytag grabs a table and pulls it out and begins to set it up in front of the entrance way path while ESS rolls to the outside as well. SuperSonic comes up and jabs Freytag in the face, then grabs a hand and goes for a whip, but Freytag counters to sends ESS running into the guardrail near the bottom left corner on the outside of the ring. Freytag charges and ESS back-bodydrops him over the security railing where he lands on his feet. ESS spins around for a spinning backfist, the Sonic Slap, but Freytag ducks it. Chris grabs the sides of SuperSonic's face, and drops ESS' jaw into the guardrail for a guardrail chinbreaker. ESS snaps back, and Freytag climbs over the guardrail. Freytag grabs SuperSonic by the head and helps him up to his feet. Freytag leads ESS along the front of the ring, and slams him face first into the ring post. ESS drops to his knees, and Freytag pulls him back up and sets him on the ring apron. Freytag climbs onto the ring apron as well and helps ESS to his feet, and throws a few left hands into SuperSonic's face to back him up into the corner. Freytag picks ESS up and sets him on the top turnbuckle, and throws a few more stingers to SuperSonic's face. Freytag turns and looks back at the table, then looks back at ESS and climbs the ropes. Freytag gets onto the second rope when ESS low blows him. Freytag keels over and ESS grabs Freytag's crotch and throws him over for a modified back-bodydrop to land on the ring mats. ESS turns himself about to look down at Freytag, then flies off to plant an elbow into Freytag's chest. SuperSonic climbs back to his feet, and slaps hands with a few fans at ringside as an "N-C-W!" chant gets screamed by the fans.

Vinnie: Did you see that backdrop from SuperSonic? Freytag just fell practically ten feet to land on one inch of padding above pure concrete.

Tommy: And then that falling elbow drop from the top rope.

ESS points at himself, then bends down and grabs Freytag by the head and pulls him to his feet. ESS rolls Freytag into the ring, then goes under the ring to pull out a cookie sheet, and he slides into the ring with it. ESS drapes himself over Freytag and hooks a leg as the ref drops to count, 1...2...shoulder-up. ESS climbs back to his feet with Freytag, and grabs a hand and goes to whip him, but Freytag reverses and sends ESS into the ropes. Freytag bends over as ESS hits the ropes and comes back, but stops in front and rolls Freytag up with a small package. Freytag kicks out at the count of one, and both men get back to their feet. ESS quickly hits a low dropkick to Freytag's left knee, and Freytag falls back to the ground near the ropes. Freytag rests his head on the bottom rope as ESS gets back up and grabs the cookie sheet. He sets it down in front of Freytag, then jumps onto the second rope to asai moonsault back and land on his feet while he grabs the cookie sheet. ESS goes to dropkick Freytag in the face, and gets the cookie sheet under his feet to skateboard it in. Freytag's head whiplashes back, and he rolls under the bottom rope to rest on the ring apron. ESS gets back to his feet and walks over to the top left corner and steps between the ropes and points at the table. He grabs Freytag by the head and pulls him to his feet and slams him face first into the near top turnbuckle. ESS grabs Freytag and turns him about, and picks him up and sets him on the top turnbuckle. ESS jabs Freytag a couple times in the side of the ribs, and Freytag hooks SuperSonic's head and slams his arm across his back a few times. Freytag whirls his finger around and goes for a Tornado DDT, but ESS sets him on the ring apron beside him, and wheels his arm back and hits a hard clothesline to Freytag to flip him over the top rope, back into the ring. ESS grabs the top rope and pulls back, and vaults over the top rope, turning in the process to nail a legdrop across the back of Freytag's neck. ESS rolls Freytag over and drapes himself over Freytag's chest as the ref makes a count, 1...2...shoulder-up. ESS gets to his knees, looking around, and grabs Freytag by the head and pulls him to his feet. ESS backs Freytag up into the bottom right corner, forearming him a few times. ESS grabs a wrist and pulls him out and whips Freytag into the top left corner. SuperSonic runs across the ring and goes for a splash, but kinda bounces off of Freytag, and goes over the top rope to land on the ring apron. ESS swings, but Freytag ducks as he turns around. Freytag takes a swing, but ESS ducks that, and ESS fires back with a swing of his own which Freytag ducks and plants a shoulder into SuperSonic's chest to bend him over. Freytag grabs the top rope, and flips over, grabbing ESS on the way to sunset flip powerbomb him through the table at ringside. Both men lay on the ground in the pieces of table, as "N-C-W!" gets chanted throughout the crowd.

Vinnie: My gosh! Did you see that?

Spades: Yep. The Assassin is going to work on that degenerate's back.

Freytag sits up, and looks around as some of his hair is in his mouth while he breathes heavily. Freytag pushes to his feet, and grabs ESS by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Freytag rolls ESS into the ring and slides in behind him. Freytag gets back to his feet and grabs the cookie sheet. Freytag waits for ESS to get back to his feet, then tosses it to him. SuperSonic catches it and Freytag dropkicks it into his face. ESS falls to the mat immediately and Freytag crawls over and hooks a leg for a count from the ref, 1....2....kickout. Freytag slams his hand against the mat in frustration as he climbs back to his feet with ES. He grabs SuperSonic's head and sticks it between his legs, and sunset flips over ESS. SuperSonic rolls out of the pinning combination and grabs Freytag's knees and flips over for a bridging double leg pickup rollup and the ref counts, 1...2..ESS lets go of Freytag's legs and Chris wraps his hands around SuperSonic's chest and elevates his shoulders off the mat, standing ESS up at the same time. Freytag spins over and tucks SuperSonic's head between his legs and lifts him up for a piledriver, and he cradles it. ESS kicks his feet and his feet come back down as Freytag keeps the cradle on and sunset flips over for a cradle rollup. The ref counts, 1...2....kickout. Both men crawl to their hands and knees and get back to their feet. Freytag walks over to ESS and shoves him back into the top left corner. Freytag winds up and throws a hard right hand across SuperSonic's face, then grabs him by the knees and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. Freytag climbs onto the middle rope and grabs SuperSonic's head and begins to wail away as the crowd chants along "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11...". Freytag actually stops at nine, but the crowd keeps going as Freytag stops to crotch chop Extremely SuperSonic. ESS swings his arm up and low blows Freytag, then shoves him off. Freytag crashes onto the mats, his body turning. ESS stands up and turns around, and moonsaults back to land on Freytag, then rolls away. ESS goes to catch his breath as he turns over to his side. SuperSonic climbs back to his feet and walks over to Freytag and grabs him by the head and pulls him to his feet. ESS scoops Freytag up, and Chris kicks his feet to land behind him. Freytag applies an inverted facelock, but ESS reaches back and snapmares him over to break the hold. ESS gets to his feet and walks over to the top right corner and hops onto the top turnbuckle and looks out at Freytag. ESS flies off and connects with a Shockwave which puts Freytag's body into a state of convulsions. ESS holds his ribs as he flips off of Freytag, and gets to his knees. SuperSonic goes to drape himself over Freytag, but Chris grabs him and rolls him up for a count from the ref, 1...2....kickout. Both men climb back to their feet and start trading punches. ESS goes for a kick, but Freytag catches SuperSonic's foot. ESS hops on one foot for a couple seconds, then hits a reverse enziguri to spin Freytag out. Chris falls to the mat on his stomach as ESS gets back to his hands and knees. ESS climbs back to his feet and steps onto the back of Freytag's knees, and hooks Freytag's calves around his, then bends over and double chops Freytag in the sides of his ribs. ESS grabs Freytag's wrists and pulls back and applies a sitting surfboard, then lets go of Freytag's right arm to apply an inverted facelock with his right arm. The ref drops to his knees in front of Freytag, checking for submission as ESS keeps the submission hold on.

Vinnie: We're forty minutes in, and Extremely SuperSonic has the Degenerate Lock on.

Tommy: Forty minutes and not a single pinfall? How long can these two go?

Spades: One thing's for sure, and that is that this match is not going to end on a submission, from Chris Freytag anyways.

Freytag refuses to submit, and elbows the ref in the eye to knock him away. Freytag reaches his arms back and sticks them into SuperSonic's eyes, and eyerakes them. ESS lets go of the submission hold, and falls back holding his eyes. Freytag slowly climbs to his feet and stomps down on SuperSonic's chest. Freytag bends down and grabs ESS by the head and pulls him to his feet. He grabs a hand and whips ESS into the ropes. ESS goes into the ropes and bounces off and ducks under a clothesline and goes into the ropes. Freytag spins around and bends over as SuperSonic hits the ropes and comes running back, and flips onto Freytag's back, and rolls off it to run into the ropes as Freytag stands upright and turns around. ESS hits the ropes and comes off with a jumping spinning heel kick to lay Freytag down. ESS climbs back to his feet and helps Freytag up as well, and grabs a hand and tries whipping him, but Freytag reverses to send ESS running into the bottom left corner. ESS hits the top turnbuckle and springs back as Freytag comes up, but stops short with SuperSonic's legs coming to rest on Freytag's shoulders. Freytag falls back, sitting down and yanking SuperSonic's hands off the top turnbuckle to slam him face first into the mat. Freytag climbs back to his feet and grabs SuperSonic's leg foot and pulls it up into the air, then shoves it down, slamming SuperSonic's leg knee into the mat. ESS rolls over onto his back holding his left knee as Freytag bends down and grabs ESS by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Freytag scoops ESS up, and drops with a backbreaker, but keeps ESS on his knee as he pushes down on SuperSonic's jaw and knees to stretch him out. The ref comes to and crawls over and asks ESS for submission, but he refuses as he grabs the bottom rope. The ref yells at Freytag to break, and he relents by shoving ESS off his knee as he stands up. Freytag stomps down on the back of SuperSonic's left knee, then reaches down and grabs his left foot and pulls ESS into the middle of the ring. Freytag grabs SuperSonic by the hair and pulls him to his feet and plants a boot into his stomach to bend him over. Freytag grabs the top of ESS' head and forces him back upright and backs up into the ropes,and runs forward. Freytag goes for a clothesline, but ESS ducks it and turns around as Chris stops. ESS grabs Freytag's wrists and spins him around for an impaler, but Freytag lifts ESS up onto his shoulders. ESS lets go of Freytag's hands as Freytag walks around the ring. Freytag gets near the ropes and ESS reaches down and grabs the top rope and pulls himself over, and takes Freytag over as well. ESS hangs onto the top rope as Freytag spills out onto the ground, and SuperSonic flips back over the top rope to re-enter the ring with his feet never touching the ground, ala Shawn Michaels. ESS walks around the ring, looking around as Freytag slowly climbs back to his feet. ESS whips himself into the ropes nearest the announcer's table, and he bounces off and runs across the ring as Freytag stands up. ESS grabs the top rope and flips over and pushes himself off. He flies off and lands onto Freytag's shoulders and takes him down with the Hawaiian Cyclone. Freytag bounces away and comes to rest, sitting down against the guardrail. ESS climbs back to his feet and points at himself, then starts high-fiving fans along the security wall along the path toward the entrance way as the ref climbs out of the ring.

Vinnie: Hawaiian Cyclone from Extremely SuperSonic, and that is a simply devastating move to take someone clearly out of this match.

Tommy: Pinfalls count anywhere, and he should going for a pin right now rather than greeting fans.

ESS walks over to Freytag and reaches down and grabs him by the head and pulls him to his feet. ESS goes to whip Freytag into the opposing guardrail, but Freytag counters and sends ESS into it. Freytag then charges for a clothesline, but SuperSonic gets a foot up, and Freytag spins about and takes a few steps away. ESS turns around and jumps onto the guardrail as Freytag turns around, and SuperSonic moonsaults back off the guardrail, and Freytag catches him and goes down with SuperSonic on top. ESS climbs back to his feet, and high-fives some fans.

Tommy: Moonsault off the guardrail. Not many people get to see something like that every day.

Spades: There is no padding on that aisleway, just pure concrete.

ESS turns back to Freytag and puts a foot down onto Freytag's chest and the ref drops to the floor and counts, 1...2....shoulder-up. ESS bends down and grabs Freytag by the head and directs him back toward the ring. ESS rolls Freytag back into the ring and slides in behind him. ESS climbs back to his feet as well as Freytag, and the two look dead on at one another. They circle around one another and go to lockup. Freytag puts ESS into a side-headlock, and ESS backs up into the ropes and throws Freytag off. Chris runs across the ring and goes into the ropes and rolls under a clothesline from a rushing SuperSonic. Freytag gets to his feet and turns around where ESS grabs him and goes for a hiptoss, but Freytag blocks it. ESS attempts another hiptoss, but Freytag pokes him in the eye. Chris hooks SuperSonic up and takes him down with a russian legsweep. Freytag turns over and climbs back to his feet with SuperSonic. Freytag runs for a clothesline, but ESS ducks it. Both men turn around and SuperSonic steps for a superkick, but Freytag goes low and tries for a sweeping back kick to the back of SuperSonic's leg, but ESS hops over it with his one foot, and lands with both feet as Freytag completes his spin and stands up. ESS goes for a left-hand punch, but Freytag moves his head to the side, looking at SuperSonic's hand, then looks back all in a split-second. ESS throws a right-hand punch which Freytag ducks and quickly jabs SuperSonic in the chest practically seven times at lightning quick speed. Freytag completes the combination with an uppercut to SuperSonic's jaw to rock him back. ESS recomposes himself as the two begin to circle. SuperSonic goes for a punch which Freytag ducks and SuperSonic swings his other hand which Freytag blocks and Chris goes for a jab to ESS which SuperSonic turns his body to the side to avoid the shot. Freytag goes for a toekick and hits it, and goes for another but ESS gets his foot up to block it. Freytag goes for a backhand slap which ESS blocks, and Freytag fires with a kick to the side which ESS catches and hits the Low Tide Kick. Freytag rolls back and climbs back to his feet where ESS is waiting for him. ESS runs toward Freytag and goes for a fist which Freytag quickly blocks as ESS throws a jab with his left hand which Freytag blocks as ESS goes for a palm thrust with his right hand which Freytag also blocks. Freytag tries a chop which ESS blocks and goes for a low jab of his own which Freytag blocks simultaneously. ESS goes for a low overhand punch which Freytag blocks as ESS blocks Freytag's jab. ESS spins around, looking for a chop as Freytag scurries out of the way. They break a couple of seconds, and come together again. ESS charges and jumps into the air, scissor-kicking his feet as Freytag backs up to avoid it. SuperSonic lands on his feet and goes for a spinning heel kick which Freytag ducks. ESS uses his same right foot and tries to kick Freytag in the stomach a few times, with Freytag blocking each shot. ESS goes for another spinning heel kick which Freytag ducks under and pops his head up, and SuperSonic goes for a side kick which Freytag catches right in front of him. ESS stands on one leg for merely a brief second as Freytag spins his arms out, twisting ESS several times in the air before he crashes down on the ground. ESS springs back to his feet and goes for another spinning heel kick which Freytag once again ducks and goes gor a spinning heel kick of his own as he pops his head right back up, and ESS ducks his. ESS kicks Freytag in the side of the leg as Freytag kicks ESS. ESS hits a couple more quick kicks to the side of Freytag's right leg and Chris buries his left foot into SuperSonic's stomach to force him to back off for a few seconds as they ready themselves again. They simultaneously go for toekicks, and block each other's shot in the same move. They rotate their ankles a bit and try a quick toekick, but both men do the same thing to once again block the other. Freytag spins about and side kicks ESS in the chest, and knocks him back into the ropes. ESS steps forward and tries for a kick to the head with his left foot, but Freytag gets a pair of hands up and blocks the shot as ESS shifts toward the ribs, but also blocks that as well. ESS goes for a kick to the mid-section, but Freytag catches it in the side of his arm and spins his right foot behind SuperSonic's ankle and hits a hard palm thrust to knock ESS to the ground. ESS jumps to his feet and runs and goes for a jumping spinning heel kick which Freytag ducks. SuperSonic lands on his feet and turns to look back and goes for a kick to the shoulder which Freytag blocks and goes for some quick jabs to SuperSonic's chest which ESS blocks but can't block the snapmare from Freytag. ESS rolls over onto his stomach as Freytag runs into the adjacent ropes and leaps onto the second rope, and vaults off for a lionsault which ESS moves out of the way of and gets to his feet. Freytag lands on his feet from the asai moonsault and both men turn to look at each other. ESS charges and goes for a hard right fist which Freytag ducks and ESS goes for a double jab which the Assassin catches both of SuperSonic's arms to block them, then throws them away. ESS goes for a shot to the ribs which Freytag catches the hand and SuperSonic's right arm and Freytag's left arm spin about and get tangled up. Freytag goes for a chop with his right arm, but ESS gets his left hand up to block it, and they release, but Freytag gets a double palm thrust in to send ESS flying backwards, and landing on his stomach.

Spades: This is great! This is like watching a Bruce Lee movie or something! High-yah!

Tommy: I don't have any info on either one of these guys being trained in martial arts.

ESS gets back to his feet, and the two look around at each other, sizing each other up, and they shuffle their feet around. They hop about, and Freytag makes the first move with a side kick which ESS blocks. Freytag gets his foot down and goes for two quick stinging jabs which ESS somehow manages to block, then grabs Freytag's wrist and flips him over. Freytag lands on his feet though, and lifts ESS up and drops him with a standing fireman's carry. ESS gets back to his feet and Freytag goes for a low sweeping front kick, but SuperSonic handsprings over it and makes a dash toward the top right corner of the ring. ESS runs up the turnbuckles as Freytag takes a few steps closer toward the corner, and SuperSonic moonsaults back after a triple springboard, and lands on his feet as Freytag steps up and thrust-kicks the hell out of him. ESS flies back into the bottom left corner and crashes into the turnbuckles. ESS drops to a knee, breathing hard, as Freytag drops to a knee of his own trying to regain his breath.

Tommy: That was the most carnal superkick I've ever seen from anyone in all my years in the biz.

Spades: That's why he's an assassin.

Freytag stands back up and walks over to the bottom left corner and scoops ES up and puts him in a tree of woe. Freytag walks to the opposite corner of the ring, then turns and takes off running and baseball slides into SuperSonic's head. Freytag climbs back to his feet as the blood flows down SuperSonic's hair. Freytag climbs onto the second rope, and puts a foot onto SuperSonic's groin and does a little bouncing up and down as the crowd boos.

Spades: Take away his most treasured instrument!

Freytag steps down and unhooks ESS' feet. ESS falls over and lays on his stomach, and Freytag rolls him over onto his back and drapes himself over his chest. The ref slides to make the count, 1....2....kickout. Cheers come from the crowd as Freytag can't believe that his arch nemesis kicked out. ESS gets helped back to his feet by Freytag, and Chris hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle in the corner. Freytag climbs up onto the second rope, and lays in a few shots across SuperSonic's face, and ESS somehow musters up enough strength just to low blow Chris. Freytag keels over and ESS shoves him back, Freytag falling to the mat. ESS stands up and turns around on the second rope and Extremely SuperSonic climbs to the top turnbuckle as Freytag climbs back to his feet in the ring. Freytag runs over as ESS pirches himself on the top turnbuckle, looking out at the crowd, and Freytag shoves ESS from behind, and SuperSonic takes flight as he flies off the turnbuckle and crashes into the guardrail in the bottom left corner, with his jaw striking first. ESS springs back, clutching his throat, as "Holy Shit!" gets chanted throughout the crowd as Freytag rests against the turnbuckles.

Vinnie: My gosh! Did you see that? SuperSonic could have just been killed or broken his neck.

Spades: Not just killed, but assassinated.

Freytag drops low to the ground and rolls to the outside, and the ref follows him out. Freytag walks over to a crumpled up Extremely SuperSonic, and picks him up and throws him over the guardrail into the crowd. ESS lays on the ground as Freytag climbs over the guardrail and grabs him by the head and pulls him to his feet. Security holds the rabid fans back as Freytag punches ESS in the face, and knocks him away. ESS walks along an open path, heading toward the exit, as Freytag follows behind him. Fans yell and holler as Freytag comes up to ESS, as he turns around, and winds up and throws another punch to spin SuperSonic around and make him continue walking toward the exit. Freytag walks after him and grabs the back of his head as they get to the short exitway, and Freytag throws SuperSonic's head into the corner of the concrete structure. ESS bounces off and spins around and Freytag grabs him and applies a side-headlock. Freytag walks through the exitway, going up the small incline, and passes the ticket checker. Freytag leads ESS out into the hallway, and turns to the left and walks with ESS. They walk for a bit, and Freytag looks at a concrete pillar. He starts running with ESS in the headlock, and when they get close, SuperSonic pushes out of the headlock, shoving Freytag into the pillar. Freytag hits it hard, and bounces back, turning around, and ESS plants a boot into his stomach and hooks a single arm chickenwing, and plants Freytag into the ground with a Surfplant DDT. ESS lays on the ground with Freytag's face laying on the floor, and SuperSonic sits up, catching his breath, as he flips his hair back that is bloody and blonde in different areas of his head. ESS climbs back to his feet and reaches down and grabs Freytag by the hair and pulls him to his feet. ESS leads Freytag through the hallway, and walks toward an esculator.

Vinnie: These guys are wreaking having backstage. And they look to be heading toward the esculators.

Spades: Come on Freytag! You can't kill Sonic if he kills you first!

ESS stops in front of the esculator, and turns back to Freytag. SuperSonic throws an arm over his shoulder and hooks the back of Freytag's leg, and hits a Fisherman's Suplex onto the esculator. The ref runs over to make the count as Freytag begins to go up the flight as SuperSonic takes a couple steps back and steps onto the esculator itself to keep the pinfall on. The referee can't count as Freytag and SuperSonic get away from him. The ref steps out onto the esculator, and just waits to make the count til he gets to the top as the camera man stands a step below him.

Tommy: Count! SuperSonic could have a six count by now and this could be over.

Spades: You wouldn't want the ref getting his hand count would you? Wouldn't be very good if the ref gets his hand torn clearly off and he can't count at all would you? Better late than death I say.

Freytag and ESS get to the top of the flight, and SuperSonic releases and gets back to his feet, yelling at the ref to count. ESS climbs back to his feet with Freytag, and looks toward the direction of some food stands. SuperSonic walks away from the esculator with Freytag, and walk right toward a McDonald's. ESS breaks the headlock and grabs a hand, and goes to whip Freytag, but Chris counters and sends SuperSonic running into the front of the stand. ESS hits his back on the front counter as his knees bend and he uses the counter-top for support with his hands. Freytag runs toward him as an employee looks on in sheer horror. Freytag gets near when ESS back-body drops him over the counter, and Freytag flies over the counter and lands onto the chest of the really fat, thirty year old woman with really bad teeth and a wart on the end of her nose. ESS turns around and climbs onto the counter and climbs over it, and lands on his feet beside Freytag. ESS steps over them, and walks over to the shake machine and sticks his head under the nozzle. SuperSonic pushes the grape button, and sucks up the juice. A manager, of hispanic descent, walks over and begins yelling at him.

Manager: No suckin' the juice! Get out from under there and get out!

Freytag climbs back to his feet as ESS stops. ESS looks at the manager, then grabs him by the head and slams him into the shake machine handle. The manager is busted open as he goes down to the ground, and SuperSonic walks over to Freytag. ESS spews the purple slop into Chris' face, and Freytag is blinded as SuperSonic applies a headlock and walks along the front to the path and enters the area where they make the food. ESS walks past that with Freytag and walks to the very back, walking past the freezer and refrigerator, and comes up to a few sinks all the size of a bathtub. Some kid is washing dishes when ESS scoops Freytag up, and slams him down into a full sink complete with bubbles inbetween a sink with dirty dishes and another with clean ones. The water splashes around as the kid backs off, watching, as SuperSonic holds Freytag's head under the water.

ESS: Time to clean you up Chris.

Tommy: Can you believe this?

ESS grabs a bottle of Dawn, and squirts some of it into his hands as he pulls Freytag's head up from under the water. ESS then puts his hands into Freytag's hair, and begins to massage his head with the soap detergent. Freytag's hair soon becomes soapy and full of bubbles, and ESS sticks his hands into the water and washes most of the bubbles off. He pulls them out and looks up, and grabs a bottle of bleach. ESS screws off the cap, and pours it out onto Freytag's hair. The bubbles wash off, but the bleach seeps into the Assassin's hair as he wakes up. Freytag jabs SuperSonic in the throat, and ESS drops the bottle into the sink. Freytag dunks his head into the water for a few quick seconds, then comes up to grab a spray nozzle hanging above. He grabs it and sprays his head, then lets go and stands up. ESS jabs him in the groin, and Freytag bends over. ESS climbs up onto the edge of the sink, separating it from another sink. SuperSonic grabs Freytag by the head and sticks it between his legs, and wraps his hands around Freytag's chest. ESS looks back at the empty sink with some clean dishes in them, then looks back at Freytag. ESS goes to lift the wet Assassin up, but Freytag kicks his feet to block it. ESS attempts it, but Freytag kicks his feet to block it again. Freytag's feet come back to the ground, and Chris back-body drops SuperSonic over him, and ESS lands in the sink with dirty dishes, landing on various trays and cookware. The camera switches to a shot from inside the arena, with the tens of thousands of fans watching the action on the Jumbotron, then switches back to the full scene. Freytag climbs out of the sink, and flips his wet hair back, throwing water at the kid doing dishes, and looks at ESS to watch him get an arm up. Freytag takes a step closer and grabs ESS by the hair and pulls him out of the sink. Freytag helps ESS to his feet and walks over toe the refrigerator with him, and pulls the door open. Freytag walks inside with ESS, and the camera man holds the door open as well as the ref. Freytag leans ESS up against some boxes of ice cream and shake mix, and takes a step away from the tiny room to grab a bottle of mac sauce. Freytag rips the protective foil off and directs it at ESS and squeezes, but the mac sauce doesn't squirt out as thought, but just slowly eeks out the holes. Freytag grunts as he just hits SuperSonic in the head with it, then throws it down. Freytag grabs SuperSonic by the head and throws him out of the frig, throwing him to the ground. Freytag turns back and grabs a ten pound bag of shake mix and pulls the top off, and lifts it up. Freytag heaves it out of the refrigerator at SuperSonic as the ref and camera man scatter away, but ESS rolls out of the way in time as the bag explodes upon impact of the ground. Freytag walks out of the refrigerator, and shuts the door behind him as SuperSonic crawls around the corner. Freytag walks around the corner where ESS is climbing to his feet and walks into the grill where a few guys are making burgers. Freytag walks up to ESS to get a handful of pickles thrown in his face from SuperSonic. ESS grabs the ketchup squirter, removes the top, and kicks Freytag in the mid-section to bend him over. ESS turns the bottle upside down and dumps the ketchup out onto Chris' head. Freytag flips his head up, his hair and ketchup flying back, and he lays in a hard shot to ESS. SuperSonic tumbles back and bumps into some girl putting buns into a toaster, and trips on her, and falls to the ground. Freytag grabs the entire tray of food, from onions to cheese to lettuce to tomato, Freytag dumps it all onto SuperSonic and the woman as the two guys looking on just stare. Freytag walks over and reaches down, and grabs ESS by the head and pulls him to his feet. Freytag walks through the grill with him, and comes up to the fryers and tries forcing SuperSonic's head into the oil. ESS struggles to keep push his head back, but Freytag very slowly over-powers him and inches SuperSonic's head closer and closer to the oil.

Spades: Now this is how you take someone's head off their shoulders!

ESS gets his knee onto the front of the fryer for some leverage, and they come to a stop pretty much with Freytag still pushing down. Freytag lets go of SuperSonic's head with one arm to grab his knee and pull it off as ESS pulls his head back. Freytag grabs ESS by the head and tries pushing it down into the fryer, and Freytag gets really close. SuperSonic's head hangs on either side of his head, and the tips of his hair dip into the fryer. ESS grabs his hair and pulls it out, holding it in the back of his head as Freytag manages to get Sonic's head inches closer to the oil. Everyone just stares on as if for an eternity as Freytag holds ESS' head just a mere two inches over the steaming hot oil. ESS suddenly elbows Freytag in the gut a few times, and Chris lets go. SuperSonic pulls his head back out, huffing, and ESS grabs Freytag and directs him toward the front of the store and throws him over the counter. ESS walks to the front and climbs onto the counter and stands up. He waits as Chris slowly climbs back to his feet. Freytag stands up, stumbling about, and turns back toward the store where ESS leaps off with a double ax-handle, but Freytag steps aside and slings his hand up to strike ESS in the chest. ESS' feet touch the ground, and he does a flip to land on his butt. Freytag turns around and jumps over to execute a flipover neckwhip. ESS head snaps back, striking the ground, as Freytag stumbles back to his feet with hundreds of hungry fans gathered about.

Vinnie: They just trashed a McDonald's food outlet.

Spades: And look who's still standing, the Assassin!

Freytag grabs ESS by the head and pulls him to his feet. Chris holds SuperSonic by the hair as he leads him down the hall.

Tommy: Where on earth could these two possibly go next?

Spades: Anywhere. Pinfalls literally count anywhere. They could go to the airport, board a plane, and go to New York, hop a cab, and finish this out in Madison Square Garden if they want.

Vinnie: I for one really have no idea what may happen, but one thing for sure, and that is that we know the intentions of both men.

Freytag passes by a laundromat. Chris stops, glances at the door, and walks over and pulls it open, and throws SuperSonic into the place as the referee and camera man follow them in. Freytag walks with ESS over to some washing machines, and throws ESS down into the front of one. ESS smacks the front and tumbles away, laying on his stomach. Freytag walks over and stomps down on the back of SuperSonic's head, then drops to his knees. He rolls him over and drapes himself over his chest for a count, 1....2.....shoulder-up. Freytag huffs and puffs as he pulls SuperSonic back to his feet, and hits a hard forearm to knock SuperSonic back to a washing machine with the window open. ESS sits in the hole as Chris backs up a bit, then takes off running toward SuperSonic. ESS spins out of the way and Freytag flies through the window with a missed dropkick, and his feet kick the back. Freytag's head sticks out and ESS kicks him in the top of the head, and pushes Freytag's head into the wash with his feet as he grabs a bottle of fabric softener and throws it in with him. ESS shuts the door, and sticks his knee up against it to hold it shut as he puts his hands into the camera man's pocket to pull out a few quarters. ESS slips them into the coinslot, and sets the dial, and starts up the wash with the Assassin inside. Water begins filling the wash as Freytag pounds away on the window, as ESS plants his feet to hold the window shut. Chris screams at the top of the lungs to let him out, but SuperSonic won't allow it as the ref asks him to let him out.

ESS: Now you're really going to get cleaned up this time.

Spades: Can you believe this? Chris Freytag flies into the washing machine like Jackie Chan, and Extremely Stupid is locking him in and giving him a washing!

Vinnie: In all my years of wrestling, I've never seen a fight in a laundromat, let alone in a washing machine!

The water fills up about a third of the way and the process starts up as the water starts turning and Freytag starts spinning around, gargling, as ESS steps away to watch, laughing.

Tommy: Maybe this will clean up the Assassin's act.

Spades: I'd hate to be Aarika, who has to kiss that mouth that is being plagued with fabric softener and laundry detergent.

Vinnie: So she'll be smooching a "clean" guy, good for her.

Vinnie and Tommy chuckle as SuperSonic decides that's enough, and stops the wash cycle. ESS pulls the door open and pulls Freytag out, who is completely lifeless and covered with soap suds. He lays Freytag out on the ground, and ESS drops to his knees and hooks a leg. The ref drops to the ground and registers the count, 0...1.....2......shoulder-up. ESS argues the count as he gets back to his feet with Freytag.

Vinnie: How on earth did Chris Freytag kick out of that? He was in that washing machine for damn near thirty seconds, getting spun like a yo-yo on a string, and he kicks out.

Spades: Takes more than spinning Chris Freytag around to lay him out.

ESS rolls Freytag onto the tables in front of the washers where people fold their laundry, and SuperSonic crawls onto the top of the washing machine. SuperSonic looks down, then raises his elbow up and jumps off the washer for an elbow drop in which Freytag rolls off the table. SuperSonic lands on the table, which doesn't break, and ESS rolls over onto his back clutching his right elbow. Freytag crawls back onto the table and stands up. Chris takes a step forward and jumps into the air to nail a legdrop across SuperSonic's throat. Freytag floats around and hooks a leg. The ref slides on the table and counts, 1.....2...kickout. Freytag grabs ESS by the head and pulls him back to his feet with him, and tucks his head between his legs. Freytag lifts ESS up, and steps off the table to hit a piledriver on the ground. The onlookers gasp as ESS' body lays prone on the ground, not moving and his eyes shut with head tilted.

Spades: Now THAT was an assassination!

Vinnie: My god, he could've just snapped his neck into pieces. It could be a slinky after tonight for all we know.

Freytag rolls Extremely SuperSonic over onto his back and pushes down onto his heart as the ref drops to the ground to make the count, 1......2.......shoulder-up. The fans standing around and the crowd erupts into a frenzy as SuperSonic gets the shoulder up just in time, and Freytag goes bug-eyed as he gets to a knee. He looks dead at the ref, and climbs to his feet. Freytag reaches down and grabs ESS by the head and pulls him back to his feet, and holds him by the back of the head as he leads him farther into the laundromat, then rolls ESS back onto the long, interconnected tables. Freytag climbs onto the table and pulls SuperSonic to his feet. Freytag hooks an arm and steps forward to try a hiptoss onto the dryers, but ESS blocks it. Freytag attempts it again, but SuperSonic blocks it again. ESS jabs a thumb into Freytag's eye to bend him over, then puts a foot onto the back of Chris' head. ESS plants Freytag's face into the table with a fame asser, and Chris rolls off it and falls to the floor, then rolls underneath the table.

Tommy: Extremely SuperSonic calls that the Show Stopper, and it just stopped the Assassin from what looked to be a hiptoss onto those dryers, a flight of practically five feet just to land on steel and perhaps the concrete wall.

Vinnie: Both of these guys are out of gas as we are literally an hour into this match.

Spades: Ironman I tell you. Chris Freytag is an ironman. And at least he isn't calling himself super or anything which Sonic has to do just to make believe he has super powers. Some people are simply ridiculous.

ESS hops off the table, his hair completely blood red now, no signs of it being natural blonde. ESS reaches under the table, and grabs Freytag by the hair and pulls him out from under the table. SuperSonic helps Freytag to his feet, and slumps him down face first against the table. Beside them is a basket of folded up clothes. ESS looks at it, and grabs at the clothes, and starts digging around.

Vinnie: I don't think he's going to find any weapons in there.

Spades: I think, I think those are womens' clothes!

ESS pulls out a green dress, unfolding it. He grabs Freytag by the hair, and pulls him off the table. ESS slips the dress over Freytag's head, and pulls it down, slipping Freytag's arms through the sleeves as well. ESS even goes as far to tie up the attached bonnet.

Spades: Who's clothes are these? Some granny from a hundred years ago? That is the ugliest thing I've ever seen.

Vinnie: Ugliest dress or woman? I mean man, or should I say lady?

Tommy: Hehe.

Spades growls as ESS scoops Freytag up, and puts him into the tombstone position when Freytag begins kicking his feet. ESS bends forward, and Freytag's feet touch the table, and Freytag stands up with ESS in tombstone position. Freytag drops with a shoulderbreaker, and throws ESS off of him. ESS rolls off the table as Freytag rests on a knee. Freytag goes to put his hand through his hair when he stops to take notice of it. He looks at his arm, then his other arm, then puts his hand through his hair, which gets caught by the bonnet, as Freytag looks down at his new pair of clothes. Freytag freaks out as he starts tearing away at it. ESS grabs the edge of the table as he climbs back to his feet. SuperSonic climbs onto the table behind Freytag, who continues to shred his clothes, and ESS stands up. He wraps his arm around Freytag's throat, but Chris swings his foot back to low blow SuperSonic. ESS lets go, and bends over as Freytag turns around. Freytag grabs SuperSonic's head, and creates some carnage with an Implant DDT onto the table that finally breaks. Both men lay there, ESS face down on the ground, and Freytag trying to recollect himself as he sits back on the snapped table, his left arm covered in the blood from SuperSonic's head as the fans that have crowded into the laundro mat chant "N-C-W!".

Vinnie: Did you see that?

Tommy: I can't believe it. SuperSonic almost had the BreakWave, which could've ended this match, but Freytag turned that into an almighty Implant DDT through that table.

Spades: Haven't you guys ever learned anything? NEVER, count the Assassin out.

Freytag wakes up and pushes ESS away from him, and Chris turns over onto his side, draping an arm over SuperSonic's body. The ref drops to make the count, 0....1......2......shoulder-up. The crowd erupts with cheers as Freytag can't believe it. Chris gets to his hands and knees and helps SuperSonic to his feet as well, applying a headlock. They walk toward the exit, and walk out the door as the ref pulls it open. Freytag releases the headlock, and stands ESS up in front of him, holding him by the top of the hair, and punches him across the face. ESS spins around and stumbles away. Freytag walks after him, and grabs him by the back of the hair, and walks with him down the hallway.

Tommy: Where could these guys possibly be going?

Spades: New York.

Vinnie: They're not going to New York.

Spades: You don't know that!

Freytag gets ever closer to another pair of esculators as they walk along a wall, when SuperSonic stops, and elbows Freytag in the chest a few times. Freytag lets go of SuperSonic, and ESS grabs him and lifts him up, and holds him up for a few seconds, then drops him on his upper back with a high-angle suplex. Freytag rolls over onto his back, clutching the back of his neck, as SuperSonic also rests on the ground. ESS turns to his side, sitting up, and grabs Freytag and rolls him over onto his back. ESS throws an arm across and the ref gets down to the ground to count, 0....1.....2.....shoulder-up. ESS climbs to his hands and knees, and pushes to his feet. He staggers across the hall to an orange julius shop, and orders a cool refreshment.

Spades: Mmmm, orange julius. But what is this goof doing?

Vinnie: Getting a drink.

SuperSonic orders a kiwi-strawberry drink, and the employee dashes off to get it.

Spades: He already got one back at McDonald's! SuperSonic is a thief. Is this what we're supposed to be telling children? These people really need to realize what the Assassin is fighting for.

The guy gives SuperSonic his drink, and asks for four dollars and sixty-two cents, just for a medium cup. ESS takes a drink, and spews some of it at the employee, then crotch chops him. SuperSonic turns around and takes another drink as he watches Freytag get back to his feet. SuperSonic guzzles some of the drink as he walks toward Freytag, who kicks him in the groin. ESS bends over, and Chris grabs the drink and chugs it down. Freytag empties the cup into his belly, then winds back and hits SuperSonic with the empty cup. The cup flies away, and Freytag grabs SuperSonic by the hair and leads him back in the direction of the esculator.

Tommy: How can these guys even continue to stand?

Vinnie: Can you imagine what it'd be like if this was a two out of three falls streetfight? We could be here all night.

They come up to the esculator, and Freytag lets go of SuperSonic's head and hooks an arm. Freytag takes a couple steps and goes for a hiptoss, but ESS blocks it. ESS sticks his thumb into Freytag's eye to block the attempt and break the hook of the arms. Freytag spins around, and goes to walk away when ESS applies a waistlock, with his back to the esculator which is going down. ESS falls back, and hits a belly to back flipping throw suplex from the top of the esculator. Freytag flies from the top of the esculator and lands on people gathered around at the bottom of it, Chris taking down nearly fifteen crazy fans. SuperSonic's back falls to the top step of the esculator, and he gets carried down slowly the steps.

Tommy: (Joey Styles evil-like) OH MY FAAWCKING GAAAAAAAAWWD!!!!

Spades: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Vinnie: Attack On Pearl Harbor from the top of the esculator to the bottom! And Chris Freytag took out like twenty fans in the process. This has crossed the line.

Tommy: That was like a twenty foot free-fall.

ESS gets to the bottom of the esculator as he climbs back to his feet. SuperSonic walks over to where Freytag is laying on some people, and rolls him over and covers him. The ref gets off the esculator with the camera man, and he drops to the ground to make the count, 0.....1......2.......kickout. SuperSonic climbs back to his feet with a handful of Chris' hair, and walks over the fallen fans toward the nearby merchandise tables, with a few stacks of unopened boxes beside it. ESS slams Chris' head onto the edge of the table, and Freytag slumps to his knees. ESS lets go of him, and grabs a Crow t-shirt and throws it onto Freytag's head. SuperSonic walks to the table selling action figures, and grabs the Chris Freytag and Extremely Sonic characters, and tear them out of the package. ESS walks back, and starts playing around with Freytag and ES punching each other, then Sonic scoops Freytag up, and hits a SuperSonic Assassination on the table. Freytag gets revived by this time as ESS has his action figure crotch chop the Freytag figure, then turns to Chris who stands upright and pulls the shirt off his head. SuperSonic swings with his character in hand, but Freytag blocks it and lays in a hard right. ESS reels back, but goes for a kick, which Freytag catches his foot. ESS hops around a few seconds, then goes for an enziguri which Freytag ducks. ESS gets laid up on the ground and Freytag drops to the ground, grabbing his arm and fights to apply a crippler crossface which SuperSonic grabs Freytag's hands before he can grip his face, and also tries shaking his arm free. ESS gets to his knees and rolls forward and gets to a knee and grabs Freytag to take him over with a fireman's carry. Both men get back to their feet and SuperSonic goes for a clothesline which Freytag ducks. Chris grabs his figure off the table as both men turn around, and Freytag clocks ESS in the side of the face. ESS spins around, some of the blood from his hair splattering onto Freytag's face, just a few drips, and Freytag grabs him and turns him toward the table and sets him down against it. ESS stands up with his chest laying on the table as Freytag looks over at the three big boxes stacked up. Freytag walks over and climbs onto a table, then slowly and carefully climbs onto the boxes.

Tommy: What is he going to do?

Vinnie: I don't know. But those boxes are full of shirts and could easily give way.

Freytag pirches himself on the top box, practically six feet in the air, and looks down. Freytag jumps off with leg extended, and hits an Assassinator through the table. Freytag lays in the rubble, holding his butt, and slumps over to his left in obvious pain.

Spades: IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! FREYTAG'S WON IT!

Vinnie: I'm afraid you may be right.

Chris slowly gets back to his hands and knees and climbs back to his feet. He steps over SuperSonic, and grabs a foot and pulls him out of the pieces of table, and lets go as he rolls him over onto his back. Freytag takes a step toward SuperSonic's chest, and drops to his knees, then covers SuperSonic, hooking a leg. The ref drops to the ground and begins to count, 0....1.......2.........3-NO! Extremely SuperSonic kicks out at the very last possible instant, and the ref waves a two count, and the entire arena is an uproar of applause.

Spades: NOOO!!!

Vinnie: He did it! No one's ever kicked out of the Assassinator before. What will Chris have to do to keep him down?

Freytag is in complete disbelief, and he hooks SuperSonic's leg again for another count, 1.....2.....kickout. Freytag yells at the ref to count faster as he hooks his leg again, 1....2.....kickout. Freytag gets back to his feet and drops an elbow to his sternum, then hooks a leg, 1....2.....shoulder-up. Freytag argues with the ref as he climbs back to his feet, and grabs him by the collar, and backs him up. Freytag marches the ref back into the entrance doors, by the ticket ripper, and yells at the ref as Extremely SuperSonic slowly climbs back to his feet. Freytag yells at the ref in front of the door as ESS charges. Freytag backs off the ref, who steps aside as Chris turns around only to get speared through the door by ESS. The camera man walks through the door with the ref as SuperSonic kneels over Freytag, pummeling at his face. ESS eventually climbs off, grabbing Chris by the hair, and both men get back to their feet. SuperSonic lays in a hard forearm to knock Freytag back, then grabs a hand and turns around and goes to whip Freytag toward one of the will call ticket windows, but Freytag reverses and sends SuperSonic running toward the ticket window. ESS leaves his feet at the last second, front-flipping, as he goes through the glass window. The glass explodes as ESS disappears behind the counter as Freytag falls to his knees to catch his breath and after putting all of his force into the irish whip.

Tommy: He just went through a plate-glass window! Who cares who is better, we need both of these guys to get in a damned ambulance.

Spades: Neither one of these guys are going to go in an ambulance. You remember Pure Insanity don't you? Sonic was going to get loaded up but he rolled off to continue, only to get run over some thirty seconds later.

Freytag stands back up, and walks over to the ticket window. Chris carefully swats away the glass, then climbs through the missing window. The camera man and referee look on from the outside, as Chris plants his feet on the ground. The camera looks on as SuperSonic is laying in a pile of shards of glass, his hair a blood red, and his face covered with blood. Freytag grabs him by his bloody hair, and tries pulling him up, but ESS doesn't stir. Freytag lets go, his hand covered in SuperSonic's own blood, and puts a foot onto his chest. The ref looks on and slaps his hand against the next ticket window, 1.....2......kickout. Freytag walks over to SuperSonic's feet, and applies a crucifix kneebar. Chris wrenches it in as ESS screams in pain.

Vinnie: Only SuperSonic knows what bodypart hit first after going through that window, and only he knows how much he's hurt, but Freytag is going to work on his knees now.

Spades: He should just give it up. Otherwise, Chris WILL cripple him.

Freytag punches away at SuperSonic's knees, and ESS refuses to give it up as he flails his arms. Chris then digs his fingers into SuperSonic's left kneecap, as ESS looks behind him, and sees a trash can. SuperSonic reaches for it, but is not even close to it as it's two feet away.

Tommy: How long can he hold out? How long will he hang on?

Vinnie: I don't think the ref is even going to call this if he passes out. He can't. And the possibility of a submission finisher is what's different from Pure Insanity, as you can win via submission this time. But I don't think either one will submit to the other, even if they rip each other's legs off.

Spades: They hate each other so much that makes them so much alike. But Chris is going to come out on top.

Tommy: I have to agree with Vinnie. This match won't end on submission, not in this lifetime, nor any lifetime. No matter how many times these guys fight each other, they would never submit to the other.

ESS puts his hands on the ground, and tries pushing himself back, and is slow to back up. They slowly move back, inch by inch, closer to the trash can, as Freytag tries pushing back. Chris out-strengthens SuperSonic, and begins moving back as ESS reaches for the trash can, and the distance between the tips of his fingers and the edge of the green plastic trash can grow with each passing moment.

Freytag: SUBMIT DAMN YOU!! Just give it up Sonic.

ESS: It's SuperSonic you asshole!

ESS turns his attention back to Freytag, and starts pummeling him in the face repeatedly. ESS eyerakes Freytag, then untangles his legs as Freytag falls onto his back holding his eyes. ESS holds his knees as both men rest on the ground.

Tommy: Can you believe what these two are doing to each other?

Vinnie: Any level of extreme to beat the other.

ESS pulls himself back a foot, and grabs the trash can. Freytag sits back up as SuperSonic slams the plastic can over Freytag's head, and it bounces off. ESS slowly climbs back to his feet, using the counter for some support, then bends over to grab Freytag by the hair and pulls him to his feet. SuperSonic grabs a hand and takes a few steps back and goes to whip Freytag, but Chris reverses and boosts SuperSonic through another window ticket window head first.

Vinnie: Good god! That's two windows he's gone through in two minutes! Few people go through one window in a match, but how many go through two in a difference of mere minutes?

Tommy: I don't know, but this can't be good.

Spades: This is fantastic!

Freytag climbs out the first window, and stumbles away from the counter, then turns and walks toward SuperSonic, who is laying prone on the ground in a pile of broken glass. SuperSonic's entire head and upper body is stained with his own blood, as Freytag comes up to him, and jabs him in the chest with the end of his shoe, and ESS rolls onto his back with arms stretched out. Freytag drops to his knees, and drapes himself over SuperSonic as the ref walks over and drops to the ground. The ref counts slowly, trying not to jab his hand into some broken glass, 0....1.........2........shoulder-up. Freytag pulls SuperSonic's shoulder up, and smiles, as the ref begins yelling at him. Freytag grabs ESS by the head and helps him back to his feet, and grips him by the hair on the back of his head.

Vinnie: Just let it be over Chris. You had the damn match won.

Spades: You think Chris wants simply a pin? He is going to end that degenerate's career.

Freytag walks with ESS toward some doors, and pushes them open to walk out of the arena with SuperSonic. Freytag walks out along the night sky, and looks out into the street that's just a mere fifteen feet away to find a car coming up to pass by. Chris grabs SuperSonic's hand and goes to whip him into the street, but ESS counters and sends Freytag toward the streets. Freytag puts on the breaks, and stops on the curb, bending over and waving his arms frantically to stay out of the street as another car comes up. SuperSonic walks up to Freytag, and grabs him by the back of the head and hits a hair-pull slam on the solid concrete. Freytag turns over holding the back of his head in pain as ESS jumps into the air, and stomps down on Chris' chest. ESS reaches down and grabs Freytag by the head and pulls him back to his feet, and slowly turns him about and drops with a vicious neckbreaker. Freytag rolls over onto his stomach, clutching the back of his neck and kicking his feet, as SuperSonic climbs back to his feet. He looks out at the pretty much dead street, and walks out into it, looking both ways. The camera man watches from beside Freytag, as ESS stops in the middle of the road and bends over. ESS grabs at something, and begins pulling and such. ESS pulls a thick circular object up, and takes a step away and drops it on the ground, then walks back toward Chris.

Spades: You know what that is?

Tommy: Not really.

Spades: You should, because it's a manhole cover! I don't like what this degenerate might have in mind.

ESS grabs Freytag, and pulls him to his feet, and walks out into the empty street. ESS walks over to the manhole cover with Chris, and stops by it. ESS sticks Freytag's head between his legs as they stand over the manhole cover.

Vinnie: This will snap the Assassin's neck!

Freytag suddenly backdrops SuperSonic over him, but ESS hits a sunset flip in the process which Freytag rolls out of. Freytag stands up and grabs SuperSonic's ankles and steps through, grapevining his legs when ESS reaches up and grabs Freytag by the hair, and punches him in the face a few times before Freytag can turn him over. ESS suddenly small packages Freytag as the ref walks over and drops to the ground and counts, 0.....1......2.....kickout. Both men climb back to their feet, but Freytag plants a knee into SuperSonic's stomach before ESS has a chance to do anything. Freytag turns SuperSonic around, and lifts him up, and holds him up for a few seconds, then hits an atomic drop. ESS hops a few steps forward when he suddenly disappears, going down the open sewer hole.

Spades: Now that piece of scum is where he belongs!

Tommy: SuperSonic just fell into a sewer! Who knows what in the world could possibly be down there, and this IS gator country.

Vinnie: I don't want to even think about it. And Freytag's going down the sewer!

Freytag climbs down into the sewer, and the ref just stands there watching with the camera man. Freytag disappears, and the ref and camera man look at each other.

Ref: I'm not going down there.

Camera Man: Neither am I.

They look at each other blankly for a few seconds, then the camera comes off the camera man's shoulder and gets put through the hole, with the camera man hanging onto a handle on the top for such an occasion. There's a few lights on the ceiling in the seemingly clean sewer with a few exceptions of a few pieces of trash floating by in the few inches of water. Freytag stands by SuperSonic's legs, holding his feet in his hands, with his back to the wall. Freytag falls back, and slingshots SuperSonic into the concrete wall. ESS hits it hard and stumbles back as Chris gets back to his feet and Freytag applies a side-waistlock, and lifts him up, and drops him with a high-angle suplex into the middle of the sewer. Chris climbs back to his feet and notices a small piece of dankwood, about a foot long, floating by, and he grabs it. Freytag walks over and drops to his knees as he swings it over his head, and slaps it across SuperSonic's chest that is getting wiped away of some of the blood from the sewer water, along with some of his hair getting cleaned up. Freytag tosses the piece of wood away, and grabs ESS by the head and pulls him to his feet. Freytag grabs SuperSonic's head, and hits a headbutt, and they both stumble back holding their foreheads. Freytag suddenly guns it for SuperSonic, and ESS hiptosses him over. Freytag slowly climbs back to his feet, and ESS grabs him and hits a downward spiral. Freytag rolls over onto his back upon impact, and SuperSonic climbs back to his feet. ESS grabs Chris by the feet and drags him over to the rungs that are used to climb up and down the sewer, and SuperSonic locks Freytag's feet into some of the rungs about five feet up. Freytag lays upside down in a modified tree of woe, and ESS takes a few steps away. ESS does a somersault roll in the water, then springs up and dropkicks Chris in the face.

Vinnie: Coral Reef Massacre in the sewer! This is insane!

SuperSonic climbs back to his feet very slowly, and kicks Freytag in the chest, as he continues to dangle upside down. ESS backs up and runs forward, and goes for a baseball slide, but Freytag pulls his body up. Chris grabs a rung over his feet, and unlocks his feet and puts them down on a low run as ESS climbs back to his feet. Freytag pulls himself up the rungs, and climbs out of the sewer hole as the camera man pulls the camera out and puts it back over his shoulder. Freytag pushes himself out of the sewer, and rolls out on the street. He rests on the ground with the blood rushing out of his head, as ESS pops his head out of the manhole, and climbs out as well. ESS pushes himself out of the hole and gets to his feet and grabs the manhole cover. Freytag slowly climbs to his feet as ESS struggles to lift the cover up. ESS jabs Chris in the chest with the side of the cover to bend him over, then holds it vertical as he takes a step back. SuperSonic goes for a full blast into Chris' face, but Freytag hits a drop toehold, and ESS falls face first onto the manhole cover. ESS rolls around holding his face with both hands as Freytag slowly climbs back to his feet. Chris looks down the street to see a car coming, and he puts his hand up as it nears him. The car slams on it's brakes, stopping just a few feet from Chris. The driver, some punk kid with a yellow fubu jersey, gets out of the blue taurus, and starts shouting off obscenities at Chris to get out of the street. Freytag walks over and grabs him, and scoops him up and bodyslams him to the mat. The driver screams in pain as Freytag climbs into the car as ESS gets to his hands and knees. SuperSonic stands up as Freytag drives the car toward him, but doesn't even get close as he drives away. ESS turns to look back and another car comes up, and ESS gets into the way of the car, and it slams on it's brakes to stop just a little too late as SuperSonic jumps onto the hood of the car which stops just then. ESS hops off and grabs the driver's side door and pulls it open, unbuckles the old lady, and pulls her out of the car. She yells at him, screaming for help, as ESS dumps her on the ground, and climbs in the white new york towncar, and drives after Freytag who has just turned a corner, going to the right.

Vinnie: A pair of grand theft auto charges are going to get filed tonight.

ESS turns the same corner and chases after Freytag.

Spades: This is a car chase! Have you ever seen a wrestling match in your life that turned into a car chase?

SuperSonic's car disappears as the ref looks on, yelling.

Tommy: I can't believe this. Who knows where they might be going.

Spades: I told you. New York City. Madison Square Garden. It's where Chris won his first world heavyweight championship, and what better place to end his rival?

Vinnie: I'd hate to say it, but Spades might be right.

Spades: About time you start to come around.

The ref and camera man walk back toward the building, and walk back inside the arena as the camera flips to ringside.

Tommy: We're almost an hour and a half into this, surely the longest match in NCW history, but how much longer can either man go?

Spades: Hey, something's happening outside I'm told.

The camera flips to the back parking lot, on the other side of the arena with another camera man standing by, as a blue taurus pulls up. Freytag gets out as the white towncar comes up fast. Freytag looks, then steps around the open door and hops onto the hood as ESS slams along the side of the taurus, tearing the door off and creating sparks as ESS screeches along the side of the car. Freytag rolls off the hood and rolls on the ground as ESS turns to stop, and Freytag comes to a resting stop beside the car. ESS climbs out of the car and slams the door shut, and climbs onto the hood of his car. Chris sits up, and grabs the hood of the car to pull himself to his knees. ESS walks to the edge of the hood and grabs Chris' head and jumps off the hood of the car to drive Freytag's head into the parking lot with a Tornado DDT. Freytag bounces away, then comes to a resting position several feet away. ESS rests on the ground for a few moments, then slowly climbs back to his feet. He walks over to Freytag, and bends down to grab him by the head. SuperSonic pulls Freytag to his feet and scoops him up. ESS cradles him, then drives his head into the ground with a SuperSonic Assassination. ESS sits there, breathing heavily as the blood flows down his head which is pure red all around. Chris begins bleeding from the forehead as well, and both men lay on the ground.

Tommy: SuperSonic Assassination! This is over!

Spades: No it's not! You can't kill an assassin!

Vinnie: I can't believe it's even gone on this long. An hour and a half and not one pinfall.

ESS turns from a sitting position to his hands and knees and drops to his stomach, throwing an arm over Freytag's chest.

Vinnie: Where is a referee when you need one?

Spades: On the other side of the building.

Tommy: This one is over, but there is no one eligible to make the count. And I don't think either one of these two will ever be the same after this.

Both men lay there for practically a minute but nothing happens as there is no ref around. ESS gets to his hands and knees, and fights to his feet. SuperSonic reaches down, and grabs Freytag by the head and wrist and pulls him to his feet. ESS directs him toward the towncar, then irish whips him, but Chris counters and sends SuperSonic running into the passenger-side door of the white towncar. ESS hits the door hard with his back, and Freytag charges at him and hits a spinning heel kick. SuperSonic's head goes through the window, with glass shattering everywhere, as ESS flies back into the car, with his legs sticking out through the missing window with his upper torso laying in the seat. Freytag collapses on the ground, face down on the ground as ESS lays in the car.

Vinnie: OH MY! OHHH MY!

Spades: Chris Freytag just pulled a page out of the British Hitman's playbook, the founder of the Hitmen, by putting Extremely SuperSonic's head and body through that car window with a sweet chin stunner. I always liked British Hitman.

Tommy: Freytag could easily get a pin here, but there are no referees around.

Vinnie: Spades is right about British Hitman. Chris Freytag followed under British Hitman's wing for a long time, learning to be like him. And I guess even learning the sweet chin stunner was likely.

Tommy: Not only that, but remember Halloween Horror '97? British Hitman and Missle had a streetfight that ended exactly like that. With Missle's head going through the window of a car.

Vinnie: Yeah, except that wasn't my car this time. And there's no ref to count this if Freytag was to cover SuperSonic.

Freytag slowly climbs to his hands and knees and grabs the side of the car to pull himself to simply his knees. Freytag looks up at SuperSonic's legs sticking out of the window, and stumbles to his feet. Freytag grabs the door handle and pulls the door open. SuperSonic's legs pull out of the window and fall to the ground as SuperSonic's head and body lays in the seat with shards of glass all around him. Chris grabs ESS by the feet and drags him out of the seat, dropping him on his back on the ground. Freytag plops down across SuperSonic's chest and hooks the leg, but to no count.

Spades: Why aren't there any refs around?

Tommy: Takes awhile to get from one side of the arena to the other, especially in the case of the superdome here in New Orleans, Louisiana.

A bald official is suddenly seen running out from the parking lot, and charges over to the place of fight. The ref drops to his knees and makes the count, 0....1....2.....kickout. The camera switches back inside the arena, panning around the crowd that are cheering as they watch SuperSonic kick out on the Jumbotron. The camera flips back as Freytag is breathing heavily, with some hair in his mouth, as he gets to his knees.

Vinnie: He kicked out! After everything he's taken, Extremely SuperSonic kicks out.

Spades: Yeah, after like an hour of resting.

Freytag grabs a handful of ESS hair and pulls him to his feet. Freytag applies a headlock, and walks toward the open garage, with the ref following behind.

Tommy: The conditioning these two have is unbelievable. So few people even go an hour nowadays, but an hour and a half?

Vinnie: Neither will stop til the other is literally dead. And that might kill both men tonight.

Spades: The Assassin will come out on top, he always does.

Vinnie: You know what Spades? Screw you. Screw the Assassin as well. I'm going for SuperSonic in this match. And if you don't like it, then you can go to hell. And I hate you.

Spades seems appalled by Vinnie MacDonald as Freytag and ESS walk inside the parking lot area in the garage of the arena toward a doorway. They eventually reach the doors and push them open and walk through them. They begin walking down a hallway, and go by some elevators when ESS wakes up and jabs his elbow into Freytag's stomach. Freytag stops walking as ESS jabs his elbow into Chris' stomach a few more times. Freytag lets go and ESS grabs Chris' head and throws him into the doors of the closed elevator. ESS grabs the back of Chris' head and starts slamming his head into the doors over and over again as the crowd begins to count along "1...2...3...4....5...6...7...8...9...10!". ESS lets go and Freytag staggers back, his forehead a bloody mess with stains on the elevator door. ESS walks back and applies a waistlock to Freytag, and hits a german suplex into a reverse rollup. The ref drops to the ground and makes the count, 1....2.....kickout. ESS runs forward out of the kickout, and the top of his head slams into the buttons, and SuperSonic stumbles back to reveal that the up button is lit up. Freytag grabs SuperSonic from behind and school boy's him over for a count from the ref, 1....2....kickout. Both men fight for the strength just to get to their hands and knees, and help each other to their feet. They trade a few blows as the elevator reaches the floor and the doors open. Freytag rakes SuperSonic's eyes, then hits a knee to the gut to bend him over. Freytag hooks SuperSonic's arm, and hiptosses him into the elevator, and the whole thing shakes. Freytag walks into the elevator, and pushes a button. He turns and drops onto SuperSonic's chest and hooks the leg as the ref drops to the ground and registers the count, 1....2....the doors shut while the ref is making the count outside of the arena, and the ref has to call it a two count. The ref gets back to his feet and looks at the elevator, then at the camera. The camera then flips back to ringside as the Jumbotron continues to show the ref standing around.

Tommy: What the? Where'd they go?

Spades: They're gone! Chris Freytag was about to win it!

Vinnie: The ref was counting when the elevator doors closed with Freytag and SuperSonic inside. And who knows which button Freytag pushed as there are no dials saying which one he pushed.

Tommy: They could be anywhere. They could be in the basement, or perhaps three floors up.

Vinnie: We've got people looking all around backstage for them, and checking the elevators. Where could they be? Nobody knows but them.

Spades: Could you imagine if their cable line broke? And the elevator fell to the basement with both men buried inside?

Tommy: Hey, what's that up there in the sky?

The camera looks up to see two small figures moving around at the very top of the building, in the rafters. The camera does a great deal of zooming in to find Chris Freytag and Extremely SuperSonic standing on some beams to support their balance, as they slowly trade punches. ESS begins to gain an advantage after blocking one of Freytag's punches to lay one of his own in. ESS raises his arm into the air, and drives a bionic elbow into the top of Chris' skull. Freytag wobbles around, his arms swinging around as he's groggy.

Tommy: Those guys are two-hundred and seventy feet in the air. If someone falls, then they're falling twenty-seven stories to their death.

ESS steps forward and knees Chris in the stomach to bend him over. ESS then points his hands at him, and makes the "Bang! Bang!" signal to call for a SuperSonic Assassination. ESS scoops Freytag up , but Chris lands behind him on his feet. ESS turns around and Freytag scoops him up, and bodyslams him off the beam. SuperSonic falls for what seems forever before going splat, landing inside the top cage of the triple tier from the no holds barred title match, hanging fifty feet from the ceiling.

Vinnie: My god! If that triple cage wasn't there, then SuperSonic would've landed in the ring in a bunch of pieces.

Tommy: But still, that was practically a fifty foot fall onto steel. And if you look at it, Extremely SuperSonic's body has bent the floor of the third cage which is the ceiling of the second cage. Can you imagine if he went through it, then fell through the hole in the middle of the second cage, to fall to the ground?

Freytag stands up, looking down, as ESS isn't moving in the cage. Freytag then begins sizing it up, and flips his elbow up a few times as if to try calculating something. Chris suddenly jumps off, and falls the nearly fifty feet to drop an elbow to SuperSonic's sternum while lightbulbs flash all around the arena. ESS' body moves ever so slightly upon impact, while Chris flops around like a fish out of water, as he holds his elbow and crashing onto the steel reinforced floor.

Vinnie: That killed him! If Extremely SuperSonic wasn't dead already, that HAD to kill him.

Spades: This is a whole new level of extremes. No one will ever be able to put on a match just like this. A feud over a year in the making, will come to an end tonight.

Tommy: What the hell? Are my eyes deceiving me or is the triple cage beginning to lower?

The triple cage slowly begins to lower, as both competitors lay in the third cage in obvious pain.

Vinnie: Who is lowering that?

Tommy: Beats me. But is this going to turn into a wolverine triple cage match?

Spades: Looks like it. And if memory serves me right, Chris Freytag won the first triple cage, and the only one he's participated in. And the one that Sonic took in, he was crushed for the intercontinental title.

Vinnie: Don't forget to mention that Freytag had Sonic arrested during his match.

Freytag turns over, and puts his arm over SuperSonic's chest, but there is no referee to count. The official for the match suddenly runs out through the entrance way, heading toward the ring, as the cage continues to lower.

Vinnie: I think Freytag's got a pin, but there's no ref to count. At least no one anywhere near.

Tommy: The ref's running toward the ring, but he wouldn't be able to count unless he got inside the cage and climbed up.

Spades: I can't believe this. These two have been going at it for what seems like ages, and now they're on the top of a triple cage?

The ref climbs into the ring as the cage reaches the ground. Freytag slowly climbs to his hands and knees, and crawls onto SuperSonic's chest. Freytag kneels over him and grabs ESS' bloody hair with his left hand, pulling his head up as he throws in some hard rights. Freytag gets to his knees as he climbs off of ESS, and tries pulling SuperSonic to his feet, but ESS doesn't budge. Freytag grabs SuperSonic's head and arms and uses whatever he has for remaining strength to try and pull him to his feet. Freytag pulls ESS out of the steel pot-hole and pulls him to his feet. Freytag backs SuperSonic up to the cage wall, and puts his arms through the wall, since the top cage resembles a smaller old WWF blue steel cage. Freytag sizes ESS up, and hits a hard knife-edge chop across his chest. Freytag lays in another chop to get a "Whooo!" from the crowd. Freytag then grabs SuperSonic's left nipple and twists hard for a titty twister. ESS begins to wake up now as he kicks his feet around from the pain and lets out a blood-curdling scream that would frighten the boogy man. Freytag covers his ears during it, then when it ends, ESS swings his foot up and kicks Chris square in the nuts. Freytag bowels over in agony as ESS slowly and carefully pulls his arms out of the holes. ESS stumbles forward toward Freytag, and winds up and lays in a hard punch to rock Chris back into the pot-hole. ESS walks back and begins to climb the cage as Freytag huffs and puffs for oxygen.

Tommy: SuperSonic is staging a comeback now. But can he hang on?

Spades: Nope.

ESS climbs to the top of the cage, and climbs onto the top of it. SuperSonic turns around and sits on it. ESS yells at Freytag to get up there, and Chris walks to the wall and begins to slowly climb up as SuperSonic begins to scale down the cage on the outside of it.

Vinnie: These two are insane. You think Greg Bowman, Strider McGavan, or "Nightmare" Dan Saint was insane? These two are truly insane. Going to the very extreme that they are simply willing to go to just to beat the other is remarkable.

Spades: Tommy, I'll bet you that Chris Freytag wins tonight.

Tommy: This is one bet I'm going to stay out of. You've won the past two, and I've learned my lesson. I've quit gambling.

Freytag gets to the top of the cage, and begins climbing down as ESS walks out on the ceiling of the seconds cage.

Spades: Oh yeah? How about I bet you that I can make you bet before the night's over with.

Tommy: No thanks.

Freytag gets off the cage wall and walks out onto the ceiling of the second cage when ESS floors him with a hard clothesline. SuperSonic reaches down and grabs Freytag by the head and pulls him to his feet. ESS hooks an arm and takes a few steps along the edge and tries hiptossing Freytag over, but Chris blocks it. ESS attempts it again, but Freytag blocks it again. SuperSonic unhooks his arm as he goes for a clothesline which Freytag ducks. Chris grabs ESS from behind and hooks both arms and drops to his knees for a backslide. ESS flips back and lands on his feet with Freytag's head between his legs, and SuperSonic looks over, then jumps off the ceiling of the second cage, taking Chris Freytag for a twenty foot Radical Ride through the announcers' table. The table explodes upon impact, thrusting Vinnie, Spades, and Tommy back, with Spades getting laid out underneath them. A "Holy Shit!" chant gets started up as both men lay at ringside when the triple cage suddenly begins to raise.

Vinnie: OH MY GAAAAAAAAAWWDD!!!

Tommy: Spades has been taken out! This is the best match ever, now being brought to you by the two best commentators ever in NCW.

Vinnie: Tommy, I can't believe this. That was reminiscent of Spring Slaughter when Matt Helmsley gave Dorito a radical ride from a ladder on the top of a hell in a cell. This match crossed the line a long time ago.

Tommy: This feud crossed the line when Chris had Sonic get run over back in july. These two are killing each other for not only a 'W', but for pride and bragging rights in the greatest match in wrestling history.

Vinnie: An hour and forty-five minutes into this, and still no decision. There will be no disqualifications. No paramedics. No rulings of unconsciousness. Someone must be pinned or submit to have this match end. If someone gets run over and broken into three parts, the match still can't end 'til there is a pinfall or submission.

The ref climbs out of the ring, and stands over the carnage as both men don't even move.

Tommy: If this was a last man standing match, this would be over now. But now we have to wait for someone to throw an arm across the other to score the win.

ESS begins to stir, as he does half a push-up to look at Freytag. ESS gets to his hands and knees, and grabs Freytag and rolls him over onto his back. ESS collapses, throwing an arm over Freytag's chest for a count from the referee as the crowd chants in unison, ONE!......TWO!!......THREE!!! But the referee waves it off as Chris Freytag gets a shoulder-up in the very last moment.

Tommy: He kicked out! Chris Freytag kicked out!

ESS slowly inches himself around, and drops his head onto Freytag's chest while grabbing a kneepad. The referee counts along with the crowd, ONE!.....TWO!!....THREE!!! The referee once again waves it off as Freytag barely manages to kickout.

Vinnie: This is beyond belief. A radical ride from two stories up through our table, and onto Spades as well, and that still wasn't enough.

ESS raises his head off of Freytag's chest, leaving a pool of his own blood there. SuperSonic shakes like an old man as he gets just to his hands and knees. ESS crawls over to Tommy and uses him as support as he climbs back to his feet. SuperSonic stumbles back, his body covered in his own blood, from head to toe, as he stumbles into the ring announcer's lap. ESS stands up as Freytag slowly sits up, and the blood from SuperSonic's head on his body spills down. ESS walks over and grabs Freytag by the back of the head and assists him to his feet. SuperSonic leads Freytag to the ring, and rolls him in. SuperSonic walks back over and grabs an empty steel chair from behind the ring announcer, and turns back toward the ring. ESS tries throwing it into the ring with all his strength, but it only makes it to the ring curtain, falling to the ground.

Tommy: This match has exhausted all of Extremely SuperSonic's strength. If he's got anything left, now is the time to kick it into his highest gear ever.

Vinnie: Same for Chris.

ESS staggers toward the ring, and bends over and goes to grab it, and can barely lift it up. He musters up enough strength though and picks it up, and sets it on the ring apron. SuperSonic rolls into the ring as Freytag is fighting to his feet. ESS grabs the ropes and helps pull himself up, and the two stumble together, and barely hit each other as they slump over each other. ESS suddenly knees Freytag in the groin, and Chris falls onto his back. SuperSonic reaches down and grabs his feet, wraps them around, and turns him over to apply the Sonicboom. ESS pulls back with everything he's got as the ref slides into the ring and gets into Freytag's face, asking for submission. The ref argues with Freytag who keeps his head down load, then pulls it up, squinting his eyes as blood squirts out from his forehead and flows down his face.

Tommy: This is gruesome. Just look at the juice ooze from Chris' forehead.

Freytag tucks his head back down, and reaches his left hand back. He grabs ahold of SuperSonic's right ankle and pulls on it, and trips ESS up. Freytag stands up and puts his leg between SuperSonic's and grapevines them, and sits back applying the sharpshooter. ESS squeals as the ref slides over and starts asking him for submission.

Vinnie: Chris Freytag just countered the Sonicboom! I've never seen that done before in my life.

ESS holds his hand over the mat, wobbling in the air, as the ref beraids him for a submission.

Tommy: I think he's going to give it up. And it would be a very respectable ending to this match.

Sonic looks toward the ropes, reaches his hand out, and grabs the bottom rope. The ref gets to his feet, counting, and gets to three when Freytag collapses forward to his knees and hands. They pull themselves apart using the ropes, and use the same ropes to slowly climb to their feet. They stumble backwards, bumping into each other. They both spin around and Freytag throws a right hand followed by SuperSonic. They trade right hands as if no one else existed as the ref stands by looking on.

Vinnie: Look at the two giants in our business going tooth and nail.

Freytag eventually ducks a punch and reaches back to drop SuperSonic with a hangman's neckbreaker. Freytag sits up, grabbing ahold of the ropes to pull himself back up. Chris grabs Extremely SuperSonic's head and slowly pulls him to his feet, and applies a waistlock. Chris takes ESS over with a german suplex, and holds on. Freytag rolls it over and both men slowly get back to their feet, and Freytag hits another german suplex, and holds on again. Freytag and ESS get back to their feet, and Chris adjusts his hands, turning the waistlock into a full nelson. Chris completes the rolling german suplex with a bridging dragon suplex. SuperSonic's knees hang past his head as the referee slides over to make the count, 0...1.....2.....kickout. Some cheers come from the crowd as Chris Freytag slowly climbs to his feet as ESS rests on his stomach holding the back of his neck. Freytag stumbles over to the top left corner, and steps through the ropes. Chris slowly begins to climb the turnbuckles, using whatever is left of him to do so as ESS gets to his hands and knees. SuperSonic stands up, bent over holding his stomach, as Freytag pirches himself on the top rope. Freytag points at himself, mocking SuperSonic, then flies off for the Assassinator as bulbs flash all around the building.

Vinnie: ASSASSINATOR!!!

ESS pulls his head up and stumbles back at the last second as Freytag flies by. Chris lands on the mat, and instantly grabs his hip and leg as he turns over to his side. Freytag climbs back to his feet, and turns around to get a kick to the chest from ESS, then scooped up. Extremely SuperSonic slings his arm across Freytag's groin, cradling him, and drives his head into the mat with a SuperSonic Assassination. ESS falls forward, draping himself over Freytag's body, as the ref registers the count along with the crowd, ONE!.....TWO!!.....THREE!!! The place literally explodes in cheers as the referee waves for the bell with "SuperSonic" by Oasis beginning to play, but it can't even be heard over the cheers.

Vinnie: IT'S OVER! IT'S FINALLY OVER!

Tommy: They gave you everything in their souls and their bodies tonight. But you know what Freytag mentioned. If SuperSonic managed to win, then he would fire him this coming saturday. Fans, you've just witnessed the final match between these two, and what a war it has been.

Vinnie: Two hours of action. And things will never be the same again.