JORDAN: An equalizer? Freddy Blair adding some mystery to an already exciting match... and speaking of exciting matches, we're just moments away from what could very well be the match of the year - Jean-Pierre Vachon vs. Lord Byron! Let's go up to Michael Pollard for the introductions! POLLARD: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL WITH N O T I M E L I M I T AND IS FOR THE IFWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!!! [HUGE crowd pop, many fans are already on their feet. The electricity in the arena can be felt easily.] BARLOW: One of the most anxiously awaited matches this federation has EVER seen! REGENT: You got that right, for almost two years now, people have been waiting for someone to beat Jean-Pierre Vachon for the title! Byron almost did it twice before, but was cheated by the time limit! Well, this time there is none! BARLOW: And both men have said that this will be their last match against the other! The third time WILL be the charm tonight in Ottawa! REGENT: Look at how excited these fans are! For once, I can hardly blame them! [The crowd's anticipation turns into a HEAVY chorus of boos as "Intermezzo from Karelia Suite" by Sibelius starts up.] POLLARD: INTRODUCING THE CHALLENGER... FROM LANCASHIRE, ENGLAND... WEIGHING IN AT 265 POUNDS... L O R D B Y R O N !!! [Although most of the fans are against Byron, there are some that have obviously been won over by his ability and are cheering him. Byron walks down with his nose in the air, completely ignoring the crowd. He has his cane, and his trademark sneer is on his face, but it looks more focused than it ever has. When he gets into the ring, he turns to the camera and executes a French bow. His music slowly fades out, as the crowd silences itself in anticipation] BARLOW: And take a look at Lord Byron! REGENT: He's been universally regarded as one of the greats! Now is his chance to prove that he deserves all of the accolades he's been getting! ["Ride of the Magnificent Seven" by Elmer Bernstein starts as the fans start a massive pop] POLLARD: HIS OPPONENT... FROM OTTAWA, ONTARIO, CANADA [BIG crowd pop upon mentioning Ottawa], WEIGHING IN AT 254 POUNDS... HE IS THE IFWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPION... " T H E L I V I N G L E G E N D " J E A N - P I E R R E V A C H O N !!! [Vachon walks down the aisle, slapping fives with some fans at ringside. When he climbs through the ropes, he holds his title belt high in the air before handing it to the referee.] REGENT: I hope the fans got a good look, because that's the last time Jean-Pierre's ever going to be holding that belt! BARLOW: We'll just have to see about that, won't we? All I know is that we're finally going to see a clean ending, because neither man wants it to end any other way! REGENT: And there's the bell! This match has officially started! BARLOW: And look at the intensity in each man's eyes! We are in for one amazing matchup! REGENT: And Byron with a slap, but Vachon saw it coming and blocked it! BARLOW: Vachon with a series of fists, and Byron fires back! And we are officially underway! REGENT: Neither man is really giving up much ground here! But they end up brawling to the ropes, and the referee steps between them to break things up! If he's not careful, he could get nailed! BARLOW: The ref warning both men about those closed fists! Here we go with a lockup, whip to the ropes by Vachon, Byron comes back, and ducks a Vachon clothesline! Byron comes off the opposite ropes with a clothesline of his own, but this time Vachon ducked it! Byron puts on the breaks, and turns around... SUPERKICK BY VACHON... REGENT: Byron ducks out of the way! But Byron grabs Vachon's other leg, and pulls him down to the mat! Vachon kicks Byron off, and gets back to his feet! What a series of countermoves there! BARLOW: We've got another lockup, and Vachon whips Byron to the ropes again! Vachon ducks his head for a back body drop, Byron comes back, and gets sent for the ride! Byron runs back in, and Vachon catches him in an inverted atomic drop! And the champion with a clothesline! REGENT: Byron's whole game plan was thrown off when Vachon started things off with those illegal closed fists! His Lordship's not much of a brawler, you know! BARLOW: I'll give you that, but he was throwing back some blows of his own, so he should take as much of the blame! REGENT: Vachon locks on a reverse chinlock! Byron searching for a measure of escape, and finds one with an elbow to the face! BARLOW: Byron takes advantage of the stunned Vachon with a running knee to the face! Byron with a cover! 1... NO! Not even close! REGENT: He went for the pin too early! I think he's used to fighting Vachon when there was an actual time limit they had to worry about! BARLOW: Maybe so... Byron picks up Vachon, and slams him back to the mat. And Lord Byron drops a knee into the face of Jean-Pierre Vachon! And another one! Byron whips Vachon into the ropes... reversed by Vachon, Byron with a hurricarana BUT VACHON COUNTERS WITH A POWERBOMB!!! REGENT: Byron isn't used to using moves like that! His hurricarana wasn't polished enough for him to execute properly! BARLOW: Both men are pulling out all the stops in this one already! REGENT: Got that right! BARLOW: Vachon picks Byron up, and takes him back down with a snap suplex! And Vachon with a cover! 1... NO! All he could get was one and a half. REGENT: Both men seem to be in a real hurry to end this one, but this time there's no clock ticking against them! BARLOW: Vachon with an Irish whip, Byron off the ropes... SLEEPER HOLD BY THE LIVING LEGEND!!! And listen to Vachon's hometown crowd go nuts! REGENT: But Byron is able to quickly get to his feet, and scrambles back into the corner, ramming Vachon's back into it! BARLOW: And Byron turns around and belly-to-belly suplexes Vachon out of the corner! Byron climbs up to the second rope and comes off with a fist drop- NO! Vachon dodges out of the way, and Byron's hand connects with the canvas! REGENT: And look at Vachon, adding insult to injury by stomping on that same hand! What kind of a champion is he? BARLOW: The way Byron is reacting, it looks like it may have been adding injury to injury, not insult! And to answer your question, he's the greatest TV champ we've ever seen! REGENT: And while Byron is still down on his hands and knees, Vachon takes advantage with a leg drop to the back of Byron's skull! BARLOW: Byron's head hit the mat at a pretty fast speed, then came bouncing back! this could have caused some serious damage! Vachon with a cover! 1... 2... NO! REGENT: Luckily for Byron it looks like it may not have been TOO serious!! BARLOW: But it certainly gave the champ the advantage! Vachon grabs Byron by the hair, and slams his head down into the mat one more time for good measure! And the fans in the sold-out Corel Centre are enjoying this matchup! Byron is staggering around the ring holding his face in agony! I don't know if he even knows where he is anymore! REGENT: And Vachon just comes up behind him and taps him on the shoulder, and Byron turns around into a punch to the face! BARLOW: Byron goes stumbling over the top rope to the outside! I think he's going to take a little breather here! But Vachon doesn't want that to happen, AND NAILS A SLIDE KICK TO THE OUTSIDE!!! Byron goes crashing backwards into the retaining barrier! REGENT: Byron's slowly making his way back to his feet on the outside! Tommy, I bet one of those Vachon fans at ringside got in a cheap shot on His Lordship! BARLOW: Nobody got in any kind of cheapshot on Byron! And Vachon with another slide kick! REGENT: Byron saw this one coming, and ducked out of the way! And now he pulls Vachon to the outside and nails him with a big right hand! BARLOW: And he's pulling away one of the protective mats around ringside! HE JUST SUPLEXED THE LIVING LEGEND ON THE CONCRETE!!! REGENT: Byron going back into the ring now, he slides off the far ropes, AND A CROSSBODY SPLASH TO VACHON ON THE OUTSIDE!!! This is nuts! BARLOW: Byron usually doesn't try these high risk maneuvers! This just goes to show you just how badly both men want this victory! REGENT: And Byron picks Vachon up, and whips him HARD into the ring steps! BARLOW: Byron quickly over to grabs Vachon's head, and slams it into the steps again! And wait, Byron's started to sneer again! REGENT: And I know why! Look at the red stain that's left on the ringsteps! Vachon's been busted open! BARLOW: An unfortunate turn for the champion! I think from here on in it may be an uphill battle for Jean-Pierre Vachon! REGENT: Hey, when you're in there against Lord Byron it's an uphill battle from the get-go! BARLOW: Byron tosses Vachon back into the ring, and look at that cover! REGENT: 1... 2... NO! He's not going to beat anybody by draping an arm over them! And certainly not someone of Jean-Pierre Vachon's caliber! Byron picks Vachon up, and throws him into the corner! Byron charges in after him, but Vachon moves out of the way! BARLOW: And now Vachon is unloading with fists of fury! The Living Legend is pounding the living daylights out of Lord Byron! REGENT: And the referee is trying to get some order back into this match, but I don't think he wants to step in now! BARLOW: The champion with a hard whip to the opposite buckle! And Byron comes staggering out, right into a flying clothesline! Cover by Vachon! 1... 2... NO! Byron gets the shoulder up! And Vachon's face is completely soaked in blood now! REGENT: Byron is trying to regain his bearings, as Vachon rushes at him again... STUN GUN BY LORD BYRON!!! BARLOW: That move came out of nowhere! Byron covers! 1... 2... NO! Not enough! And I think both men have had a lot taken out of them by now! How badly do they want it? How badly do they want to be called "champ"? REGENT: I think they want the right to say they'd beaten the other just as much as they want that title! BARLOW: Byron drapes Vachon's neck across the bottom rope, and starts pushing down with some pressure! Referee starts laying in a count, and Byron releases in time. And now he grabs Vachon's face, and drags it across the top rope! REGENT: Byron buying himself some time with some quick but effective moves. Hey Tommy, I didn't know we had a red ring rope! Ha-ha! BARLOW: There's blood all over the place! Byron with a kick to Vachon, but Vachon catches it! AND A SPINNING ENZIGUIRI BY BYRON!!! [Instead of hitting opponent with foot/shin, Byron twists in midair and hits the back of the opponent's head with his heel] AND VACHON GOES DOWN LIKE A TON OF BRICKS!!! The fans do not like this one bit, as Byron is standing there gloating! Vachon is out! REGENT: We could be only 3 seconds away from seeing a new TV Champ! BARLOW: Byron is certainly taking his time now! I don't know if I agree with this! REGENT: BYRON IS GIVING THE SIGNAL FOR THE ARISTOCLUTCH!!! [Byron twists the opponents leg around in a painful leglock, then grabs their head in a modified sleeper] BARLOW: He has the legs... AND HE HAS THE ARISTOCLUTCH ON JEAN-PIERRE VACHON!!! THIS CROWD IS IN SHOCK!!! Lord Byron has the Aristoclutch applied on Jean-Pierre Vachon in the center of the ring! REGENT: There's nowhere for him to go, Tommy! We have a new champion! It's only a matter of time now! BARLOW: But Vachon's refusing to submit! This man will not quit! REGENT: I don't care how tough you are, nobody can survive for long in this hold, after taking all that pain! BARLOW: Vachon looks like he's losing consciousness! The pain combined with the blood loss must be too much! REGENT: Ring the bell, referee! The champ is out! BARLOW: Vachon has stopped answering the referee's question if he submits! This could be it! A legacy of nearly two years, all coming to a close, right here tonight! REGENT: The referee checks Vachon's arm! It's all elementary here! BARLOW: It drops once! REGENT: Ring the bell already! He's completely out! BARLOW: The arm drops again! One more and it's all over! REGENT: It dro-WHAT????? Vachon's hand suddenly darted backwards, and now he has Byron by the skull! BARLOW: AND BYRON LETS GO OF THE ARISTOCLUTCH!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! WHAT JUST HAPPENED??? REGENT: Vachon still had enough presence of mind to go for the Sciatic Squeeze! See how Vachon's fingers are the side of Byron's skulls, and his thumbs are on the cheekbones? Well with the right pressure, this can aggravate some nerves in the face, and cause great pain! BARLOW: Thank you, Dr. Steve! But where did Vachon get the strength for that? REGENT: Byron has dropped to the mat in pain! I still can't believe it! I thought the match was over for sure! BARLOW: Jean-Pierre Vachon is slapping himself to try to shake the cobwebs off! Byron is getting back up, but he still looks hurt, and kind of confused! Byron is up... SUPERKICK BY VACHON!!! And Byron goes down! But Vachon collapses to the mat, so he can't capitalize! REGENT: The referee is starting to lay in a count on both men! 1..... 2..... BARLOW: 3........4........5.......Vachon is starting to move! REGENT: He rolls over, and just gets an arm draped on top of Lord Byron! BARLOW: 1... 2... NO!!! KICKOUT BY BYRON!!! REGENT: IT'S NOT OVER YET!!! BARLOW: Vachon is the first to rise, and he lifts Byron to his feet! Vachon whips Byron to the buckle! REGENT: Vachon bounces off the ropes, and takes Byron down with a Bulldog as he staggers out of the corner!!! BARLOW: AND VACHON IS GIVING THE SIGNAL!!! HERE COMES THE LEGEND LOCKUP!!! [Modified Camel Clutch] REGENT: Listen to these fans! I don't know if there's a single person in this building who's not on his feet! BARLOW: VACHON HAS THE LEGEND LOCKUP LOCKED ON!!! THIS CROWD HAS GONE BERSERK!!! THIS COULD BE THE END OF THE MATCH!!! REGENT: Byron shaking his head, no, no, he's not going to submit! He refuses to give up! BARLOW: Whoever wins this one, give credit to both men! They've given it 110%, but it looks bad for Lord Byron right now! REGENT: Vachon is squeezing back for more pressure, but Byron still won't give up! BARLOW: And Byron is trying to get to the ropes! HE'S SLOWLY ABLE TO PULL VACHON FORWARD!!! I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!!! REGENT: He's almost there... HE HAS THEM!!! Vachon applied the hold to close to the ropes! What determination by Byron! BARLOW: Vachon releases the hold, and Byron just drops to the mat! Vachon goes over and picks him up.... SMALL PACKAGE BY BYRON!!! 1... 2... REVERSED BY VACHON!!! 1... 2... REVERSED AGAIN!!! VACHON IS BEING PINNED!!! 1... 2... NO! KICKOUT BY THE CHAMP!!! REGENT: And both men are back up! VACHON WITH A CLOTHESLINE AND BYRON FLIES OVER THE TOP ROPE!!! BARLOW: Lord Byron landed on that exposed concrete outside the ring! And I think he's busted open as well! The referee could stop this match if he feels it's gotten too out of hand! REGENT: NO!!! There will be a clean winner tonight in the Corel Centre or I guarantee you there will be a riot in Ottawa two seconds after this match is stopped! BARLOW: I have to agree! After all they've poured in, it can't end like that! Vachon is going out after Byron! VACHON SETS HIM UP FOR A DDT!!! HE'S GOING TO DDT BYRON ON THE CONCRETE!!! REGENT: But Byron runs Vachon's back into the ring apron! Vachon still has the head locked, and Byron rams Vachon's back into the apron again! BARLOW: And that time Vachon let go! Byron whips Vachon into the ringpost, and Vachon's back connects hard with the steel! REGENT: And Byron follows up with a flying splash! Vachon's back connects with cold steel again! BARLOW: And Byron tosses Vachon back into the ring! Lord Byron climbs in himself, and- what's this? REGENT: Byron just mockingly gave the signal for the Legend Lockup! Is he going to- HE IS!!! BARLOW: The fans are booing wildly as Lord Byron is trying to apply the Legend Lockup!!! AND BYRON HAS IT HOOKED!!! REGENT: After the punishment Vachon's back just took, I don't think he can hold out too long in this one! Brilliant strategy! BARLOW: The World Television Champion is being torn apart by his own finishing move! Look at Byron- he's mercilessly applying more and more pressure! REGENT: Vachon had a great run, but all good things must come to an end! And his title reign is about to end now! BARLOW: You're counting Vachon out too soon, Steve! The fans are going nuts! Listen to them chanting "VACHON! VACHON!" And these chants seem to be fueling Vachon on! REGENT: HOW??? BARLOW: Vachon trying to get his feet under him... HE DOES!!! VACHON IS ALMOST BACK ON HIS FEET!!! LISTEN TO THE CROWD CHEER HIM ON!!! REGENT: HE'S ON HIS FEET, AND THE HOLD IS BROKEN!!! The Living Legend is back on his feet, and Lord Byron is on his shoulders! Byron's in trouble now! BARLOW: There's nowhere for Byron to go but down! WAIT! VICTORY ROLL BY LORD BYRON!!! 1... 2... 3!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! REGENT: NEW CHAMPION!!! NEW CHAMPION!!! NEW CHAMPION!!! ["Intermezzo from Karelia Suite" starts up as most of the fans stare in shock] POLLARD: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... AND N E W IFWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPION... L O R D B Y R O N !!! BARLOW: I DON'T BELIEVE WHAT WE'VE SEEN HERE TONIGHT!!! LORD BYRON HAS DONE IT!!! LORD BYRON IS THE NEW IFWF TV CHAMPION!!! REGENT: Lord Byron succeeded in what he set out to do... ladies and gentlemen, we have a new TV Champ!!! BARLOW: This crowd is completely stunned, and I have to say I am too! That was one hell of a match! REGENT: Tommy, I started wrestling twenty-some years ago, and since that day I have never seen anything like the match we just watched! That was something else! BARLOW: Corel Centre officials have entered the ring and are trying to clean up the mess that this match has left, but I still can't get over what we just saw! This is the end of an era! REGENT: You know I've been rooting for Lord Byron from the beginning of this whole feud, Tommy! But I'm not going to sell Jean-Pierre Vachon short! Win or lose, he's one hell of a fighter, and even if he never wrestles another day in his life he's earned the nickname "Living Legend"! And nobody can say any different!