Saturday Night Slams '99 12/18

December 18, 1999

MMP Saturday Night Slams is on the air! The MMP Coliseum is sold out with more than 15, 000 fans in attendance for tonight’s event. Commentators Jerry Wood and Ray Brewer are at ringside.

Wood: Welcome, everyone, to MMP Saturday Night Slams! I’m Jerry Wood alongside…*groan*…the MMP midwestern champion, Ray Brewer where tonight three championships HELD BY LEGITIMATE CHAMPIONS will be decided. Of course, one of those championships has already been decided in the empty arena ladder match that was recorded before any of the spectators was allowed into the building tonight. Only six men know the result of the match. Daark, Dr. No Limit, the two mystery partners, the referee, and the cameraman have that knowledge, and none of those six are in the building anymore as we speak. We’ll have that match here for you later on tonight.

Brewer: Aside from the championship matches we’ve got a parking lot match lined up, a tag team affair involving The Bootlegger, Hassan Abu Saada, Hot Crimson, and yet another mystery man. Rumors have been running rampant backstage about who Bootlegger could be bringing with him for the match tonight. There are some big names being thrown around. The Organization could have their hands full.

Wood: As I said we have three title matches on the lineup tonight. We should finally get some stability surrounding the tag team championship when Virus Richards and The Joker’s Child meet one on one. Both belts and the MMP’s documentation that recognizes Virus as the sole holder of the championship have been placed in a case that will be presented to the winner of the match. It’s all on the line for both members of the old Upstanding Citizens tag team, and only one man will come away with the whole deal tonight. Masked Menace X will defend the TV title against Izz Amazing, who has said publicly that he will leave the MMP for 90 days if MMX can pin him here tonight. We open things up tonight with the debut of Ambush, a wrestler who is in his second tenure in the MMP but who is making his in ring debut here on Saturday Night Slams. He’s easing his way into competition against CWO member Leonard “Cup” Cooper. Let’s go to the ring here at the MMP Coliseum!

AMBUSH vs. LEONARD “CUP” COOPER

Cup made his way to the ring first, and surprisingly he was without any other members of the CWO. He was wearing a mortar board and gown, and was tossing Frisbees into the crowd. As he got into the ring he began reading poetry off a clipboard, but his speech was so slurred that nobody could understand him. Ambush received a loud ovation from the crowd, but he didn’t let that go to his head and went right after Cooper. He wrestled “Cup” into a side headlock and wrenched on it with such force that Cooper looked like he might tap out. Obviously caught off guard by the lack of a fight his opponent was putting up, Ambush released the headlock and nailed Cooper with a backbreaker. Ambush watched Cooper with a look of uncertainty on his face as he dropped an elbow and, when it seemed like Cooper wasn’t going to be able to fight back, he dragged him over to the corner and nailed a superplex off the top rope. From there Ambush applied the Shotgun, his patented finishing move. Cooper gave up almost immediately, giving Ambush his first win in the MMP.

Wood: So as would be expected Ambush comes away from tonight with a notch in the win column, albeit against a somewhat sub-standard opponent in Leonard Cooper. Ambush will have his work cut out for him, though, at Season’s Slayings when he enters the 16-man tournament for the midwestern championship, which should be brought back to a somewhat respectable standard after being in the possession of my broadcast colleague for the past several weeks.

Brewer: Laugh it up, Wood, I know you just wish you’d thought of it first. That intellectual dwarf Psychotic Sam has been asking for someone to outsmart him like that for well over a year. You just couldn’t pry yourself out of your chair when the opportunity presented itself. Hey, I was watching some old SNS tapes last week, and it seems to me that it was YOU, Wood, that was advocating giving these Philadelphia hobos a chance to wrestle in the first place. Remember that?

Wood: I stand by my decision. Every man deserves a chance to prove his worth in the ring. Beumont and Cooper didn’t work out, but who’s to know until we’ve seen it. I support equal opportunities.

Brewer: Equal opportunities? Good. Good for you, Wood. OK, now what? Ambush wins. Good for him. If he’d lost he would have been laughed out of the company. What’s next? TV title?

Wood: The television title will indeed be on the line next. Masked Menace X defends against Izz Amazing, and as we said at the top of the program if MMX can pin Izz here tonight, Izz will leave the MMP for ninety days. Title shots have been few and far between for Izz Amazing, who has struggled to earn a reputation around here during his career, but tonight he has a huge opportunity. Can he capitalize when his back is up against the wall? MMX doesn’t think so.

MMP Television Championship Match
MASKED MENACE X (C) vs. IZZ AMAZING

With the challenger already waiting in the ring, MMX made his way down with Mini Menace, who was carrying both the MMP TV and ECWA heavyweight title belts. MMX was carrying a sign on a wooden stake, a sign that read “Izz Annoying: Public Jobber #1”. He set the sign on the apron and rolled into the ring, but apparently Izz didn’t take too kindly to the advertisement and he went right after the champ, peppering him with an opening jab combination that staggered MMX back towards the ropes. He sent MMX off the ropes and went for a clothesline but the champ ducked, coming off the far side with a flying lariat of his own. Izz went down hard and MMX went right to work, spreading Izz’s legs open and driving the heel of his boot right into the groin area. The referee stepped in and pulled MMX back, warning him that another low blow like that would get him disqualified. True to form, MMX ignored the official and pushed past him, pulling Izz up and locking him in an abdominal stretch. He held the punishing submission hold for more than a minute before becoming frustrated and, when it was clear that Izz wasn’t going to give up, MMX released only to take Izz to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker. MMX looked to end the match early and rolled Izz over to make the cover, but the challenger kicked out at two, further frustrating MMX. MMX waited for Izz to get back to his feet and ran in with a big lariat, but surprisingly Izz was able to duck out of the way. The champ stopped himself when he realized that he had missed, but when he turned around Izz scooped him up and planted him with a bodyslam before dropping an elbow across the sternum. From there Izz took over, pulling MMX up and whipping him hard into the turnbuckle. MMX’s back struck with incredible force against the cornerpads and he slowly staggered out to the middle of the ring where Izz met him with a boot to the midsection and a DDT. With a cocky look on his face Izz walked over towards MMX’s corner and kicked at Mini Menace to back him off. He then grabbed the sign that MMX had brought to the ring at the start of the match and broke it over his knee, and tossed the pieces over the top rope right at Mini Menace. Turning his attention back to the match Izz saw that MMX was slowly getting back to his feet. He waited for MMX to regain his footing before hooking him with a huracanrana. Izz’s delay, though, proved costly. By the time he caught MMX with the huracanrana, MMX had regained enough strength to turn the move into a powerbomb. He drove Izz into the canvas, only to collapse to the canvas himself. Both men were down in the center of the ring, and the referee began his count. 1…2…3…4…5…6…Izz started to stir…7…MMX started to stir…8…Izz slid out under the bottom rope to the floor, breaking the count. The challenger didn’t hesitate and went right for the timekeeper. After pushing the official out of the way Izz grabbed his chair and slid back into the ring. By the time he entered MMX had gotten back to his feet, but the ref wasn’t about to let Izz get anywhere near the champion with a chair in his hand. He stepped right in front of Izz and tried to pull the chair away, but Izz simply reared back and nailed the ref right on the top of the head with the steel, knocking him clear out. He moved towards MMX, but the lights in the arena went out. A bright red light filled the arena, and a tall figure in a red cloak was spotted standing on top of the giant video screen. The light stayed focused on him for only a moment before the arena went black again. After another few seconds the house lights came back on, showing Izz Amazing rolled over on the canvas, clutching his groin in pain. MMX was seen reaching out under the bottom rope, just pulling his arm away from Mini Menace as the lights came on. Seeing Izz down he hurried over and rolled the challenger up, hooking both legs. Unfortunately for MMX, there was no referee. A few more seconds passed before another official came running down from the dressing room. He slid into the ring and counted the 1…2…3 just as the original ref came around and called for the bell. The second referee raised MMX’s hand, but the original ref informed the ring announcer that he was disqualifying Izz Amazing for use of the steel chair. MMX snatched his belt from the second ref and was all over the original official before Mini Menace stepped in and told him that this might not be good for his case. The champ soon calmed down and stormed back to the dressing room.

Wood: Masked Menace X retains the TV title, although it doesn’t look like he’s too happy about how it happened. Nevertheless, as a result of the disqualification, Izz Amazing will not have to leave the MMP for that ninety day period after all, thus securing his spot in the midwestern championship tournament.

Brewer: Hey, hang on a second, Wood. I think MMX has every right to feel cheated after what happened. He had a clean pinfall win under his belt. A referee counted three right in the middle of the ring, but it gets overturned because Izz attacked a referee with a chair? That’s not right. If Izz doesn’t have to leave for ninety days as a result of the DQ, I think he should be suspended for ninety days for assaulting a referee. That’s about as blatant as you can get.

Wood: Well, I guess it’s too bad that midwestern title doesn’t bring any executive powers along with it, huh Ray? I’m sure your suggestion will fall on deaf ears as always. We go from one championship match to another here on Saturday Night Slams. This time it’s the world tag team championship on the line in what has been described as a “winner takes all” match. Apparently you have to win the match just to come away with what you brought here tonight. I’m not sure what exactly that stipulation means, but I’m sure we’ll find out shortly as we go back to the ring here on SNS.

MMP Tag Team Championship Match
VIRUS RICHARDS (C) vs. THE JOKER’S CHILD

Joker came to the ring accompanied by Ponch and his mystery woman, and was smoking a cigar as always. He cursed out fans along the runway as he made his way down, and continued yelling at the spectators as he stood in the ring waiting for his opponent. Virus came through the curtain and had an expression of pure rage on his face, but just as happened last week other members of The Family came out from the back and attacked him in the runway. Joker looked on laughing from the ring, but he never saw Aries coming in from behind. The “Beast from Greece” spun Joker around, kicked him in the gut, and nailed the Godly Drop before heading back to help Virus. The two men fought off Sam and the CWO before a group of referees came running out from the dressing room to break up the fight. Yet again the referee refused to let a match between Virus and Joker get underway, this time ruling a double disqualification for outside interference on behalf of both men. Virus and Aries then headed down to the ring, with Virus demanding that the belts be returned to him. The referee, however, refused. He said that since Virus didn’t win the match, he couldn’t have the belts and was no longer the champion. Richards was livid! He grabbed a steel chair and began slamming it against the ring post until Aries calmed him down. The two men headed back to the locker room behind the referee, who was picking up his pace.

Wood: Did I hear that right? Virus Richards is no longer the tag team champions?? I guess…is what I’m hearing…OK, apparently, according to the wording of the contract, because neither Virus nor Joker won tonight, neither man holds the tag team championship and neither will have possession of the belts. I’m not exactly sure what this will mean for the belts or for the best of three series at Season’s Slayings between Virus, Aries, DNL, and George Achica. We’ll try to find out for you before we go off the air, but if not I’m sure we’ll have everything sorted out before we take the air next weekend.. Our next match was taped before we took the air tonight, and took place inside the empty MMP Coliseum. Only six men know the result of this tag team ladder match that saw Daark’s universal title on the line against DNL’s doctorate, but soon we’ll all find out not only who won and who lost, but also who the two mystery partners were. Jimmy in the truck, run the tape!

MMP Universal Championship
Empty Arena Ladder Match
DAARK (C) & ??? vs. DR. NO LIMIT & ???

The tape began with a shot of the universal championship belt hanging high above the ring. Standing below it was the champion, Daark, and his mystery partner, Inferno. The challengers then entered – the team of Dr. No Limit and his mystery partner, the MMP world champion Captain Patrick O’Conner! DNL was pushing a gurney covered in weapons – the sort of objects that one might find in a hospital - down to the ring, keeping a close eye on his foes as he set up his customary table on the outside of the ring. With no bell to begin the match, the referee simply told the four men to go at it, and the match was on. DNL slid in under the bottom rope and went right for Daark, but O’Conner’s approach was much more methodical. He actually stopped before attacking Inferno, trying to reason with the man he knew as Scott Worth to see the error of his affiliation with The Cult. Inferno hesitated momentarily but then laid into O’Conner with a flurry of right hands. The two former friends traded blows back and forth while, on the other side of the ring, Daark floored DNL with a flying lariat. The universal champion stomped his opponent repeatedly, pushing him out under the bottom rope to the floor before attacking O’Conner, his opponent for the upcoming Season’s Slayings PPV event. Daark and Inferno double-teamed the Captain mercilessly while DNL remained on the floor. O’Conner’s PPV challenger held the world champ’s arms behind his back, allowing Inferno to deliver a thunderous headbutt, and then whipped O’Conner to his big partner, who nailed the Captain with a shoulderbreaker. The assault was unrelenting, but luckily for the Captain DNL soon rolled back into the ring, bedpan in hand. He struck Daark across the back of the head with the metal pan, dropping the prominent Cult member to his knees and then to the canvas. DNL then reached back to the outside and grabbed a hospital gown off the gurney and proceeded to use it to try and choke the life out of his opponent. In the meantime Inferno, taking full advantage of the double team earlier in the match, maintained his dominance over O’Conner, clasping his hands around O’Conner’s throat and hoisting him up in the air. He began to shake the Captain like a rag doll until DNL again came to the rescue, nailing Inferno with a chop block that bought the Captain his freedom. As Inferno grabbed his leg in pain O’Conner crawled backwards to the corner where he remained, regrouping for a few seconds while Inferno struggled and DNL kept control over Daark. Inferno slowly began to get up, but this brought the Captain back into action, nailing Inferno with yet another cut block to his already-injured leg and using a spinning leglock to wear the man down further. The world champ, though, was not working at full strength. The double team from Daark and Inferno had clearly taken it’s toll on him, so O’Conner slowed the pace down even further, wrapping Inferno in a leg grapevine. The giant man let out a yell of agony, but there was no one around to hear it. DNL was in control of Daark and nailed the champ with a reverse neckbreaker before making the match’s first attempt at the ladder. He set the ladder up in the middle of the ring and slowly began to climb. With Inferno down and in O’Conner’s control, it looked like DNL might be able to secure the championship. Then, just as DNL was ready to reach the two final steps on his climb, Daark popped back to his feet and rushed the ladder, knocking the ladder over and sending DNL flying off. DNL landed in a hotshot, straddling his throat across the top rope and snapping his head back against the canvas. The ladder remained resting at an angle on the top rope and Daark, releaved that his title reign was still intact, rested in the corner. With DNL out of the picture for the time being, Daark turned his attention to O’Conner, whose back was turned towards the two other men in the match. Inferno’s screams of agony intensified, but Daark was coming to the rescue. The universal champ closed the ladder up and stood it in the corner, then climbed the top rope and jumped on the ladder, riding it down and landing it right on the back of O’Conner’s head and neck! The impact caused O’Conner to relinquish the leglock, and sent him rolling under the bottom rope, clutching the back of his head in pain. Inferno inched his way over to the corner and, with the aid of the ropes, pulled himself back to his feet, but he was obviously in rough shape. His one leg could barely support any weight, and even the most basic movements were laboured. Daark gave him strict instructions to keep an eye on O’Conner and not let him get back in the ring, as Daark said he was headed to the top to secure his championship. Inferno nodded in agreement and Daark set the ladder up once again before beginning his ascent. He had forgotten, however, about DNL, who had been recovering on the floor. Daark got up about seven feet off the canvas before DNL slid back in and caught him, sending Daark off the ladder with a powerbomb! Daark was rocked against the canvas, drawing the attention of Inferno. Inferno began to hobble towards DNL and eventually grabbed the New Orleans native, whipping him off the ropes, catching him on the rebound with the Elder’s Vengeance! DNL went down hard clutching his chest, rolling over onto his stomach before coming to a stop. As he looked around at the carnage that surrounded him, Inferno decided to make an attempt at grabbing Daark’s belt. Daark was down in one corner, DNL in another, and O’Conner was just then crawling back into the ring. If not for Inferno’s injured leg he may have been able to reach his goal, but he was moving at a snail’s pace. O’Conner, seeing that the match was on the verge of being lost, gathered what strength he had left and moved on the ladder, climbing up the other side and trying to catch up with the giant. The two men reached the top at about the same time. While Inferno reached for the belt, O’Conner caught him with a hard thrust to the midsection that slowed the big man down before executing a picture-perfect huracanrana off the top of the ladder that sent both men crashing to the mat. Inferno hit the ropes before landing on the canvas, while O’Conner was crushed beneath the frame of his 300-plus pound opponent. Both Daark and DNL were starting to move as the other two went down. DNL charged in and attempted an avalanche, but Daark moved out of the way, sending DNL crashing sternum first to the turnbuckle. Daark then grabbed the ladder and folded it up, and used it as a battering ram to send DNL out to the floor once again. The stiff ladder shot to the face seemed to knock DNL out and, with no one there to stop him but the referee, Daark set up the ladder one more time. He slowly began to climb, but O’Conner was starting to stir. Daark kept an eye on the Captain as he continued on his way up. The world champ lunged at the ladder out of desperation, but by the time he did Daark had secured the belt from it’s hook to win the match and retain the championship.

Wood: What a match! Those four men battled to hell and back, but in the end Daark is still the MMP universal champion, and it looks like Dr. No Limit will be forced to go by the name Mr. No Limit from now on.

Brewer: Well, if you ask me, it only serves him right. Just like that Izz Amazing character and his 90-day self-suspension nonsense, DNL had no reason to risk his doctorate in that match. Daark had agreed to give him another title shot. He was contractually obligated to wrestle here this week, so there was no way he was going to get out of it. Yet DNL, or should I say, Mr. No Limit had to buy into this game of one-upsmanship and put it all on the line. It didn’t work. Now he’ll have to live with it.

Wood: A tough defeat for No Limit and O’Conner here tonight, and it has to shed some new light on the upcoming world title match at Season’s Slayings. Not too many guys can say that they’ve been able to beat Patrick O’Conner in any kind of match, but that is exactly what Daark did tonight. We just may see a new world champion crowned coming up at Slayings on December 29. Before we get to the Corel Centre in Ottawa and the PPV, though, we’ve still got one match to go here tonight on Saturday Night Slams. It’ll be a parking lot match pitting members of The Organization against The Bootlegger and HIS mystery partner. Just who will that man be, and will he be enough to stop the team of Hassan Abu Saada and Hot Crimson? Our cameras are set up outside, and the ring of cars is set for tonight’s main event!

Parking Lot Match
THE BOOTLEGGER & ??? vs. HASSAN ABU SAADA & HOT CRIMSON

The outdoor shot opened with Bootlegger waiting in the parking lot inside the large ring of cars, decked out in full riot gear. No elaborate entrance, it was all about business for the vile Italian. As Hot Crimson made his way out to the parking lot alone, Bootlegger introduced his tag team partner, the returning “Stunning” Steve Simon! Hassan Abu Saada was nowhere around and Crimson was left all alone, to try and fend off an early attack from both opponents. He didn’t hold on for long as Simon and Bootlegger quickly took over, Bootlegger ramming knees into Crimson’s midsection while Simon peppered him with right hands to the head. They finally floored Crimson with a Bootlegger DDT, and Simon mounted his fallen opponent, continuing the barrage of punches while Bootlegger stood by and watched. Then, out of nowhere, The Order climbed up over the surrounding automobiles and into the ring, wielding kendo sticks. Tao and Dragonfly both nailed Bootlegger across the back simultaneously with their weapons before dragging him outside the ring and tossing him into a pile of snow-covered crates. Simon, hearing the attack in the background, stopped his assault on Crimson to see what was going on, thus giving Crimson the opening he needed to reach under his cloak. When Simon turned back to Crimson, he was met with a stun gun jabbed right into the ribcage. He fell to the ground spasming while Hassan Abu Saada, surrounded by slaves and belly dancers, appeared on the outdoor video screen, watching the match from the comfort of his dressing room. Crimson jumped right on Simon and began choking him with his bare hands, slamming him again and again on the cold concrete while he did so. Meanwhile, outside the ring, The Order continued to pound on Bootlegger, nailing Barlotta with a double kneedrop below the belt that sent the Italian writhing in pain. Bootlegger rolled over onto his stomach in agony, and The Order turned it’s attention back to Crimson and Simon. Seeing that Crimson had things well in hand the two pulled Bootlegger back to his feet, but when they did Tao was met with a quick burst of mace sprayed right into his eyes! Bootlegger had apparently pulled some foreign objects out of his armor while he was down in the crates. Dragonfly checked on his partner, but was quickly floored with a Bootlegger right hand that was aided by a pair of brass knuckles. He then grabbed Dragonfly and slammed him head first into the side of one of the cars before re-entering the makeshift ring and assisting his partner. He pulled Crimson off of Simon, and the two traded blows back and forth while Simon crawled away and tried to pull himself up. A thumb to the eyes from Bootlegger slowed Crimson down, and Barlotta dragged him over onto the hood of one of the cars and set Crimson up for a chokeslam. He began to lift Crimson in the air when Tao, recovered from the mace attack, again nailed Bootlegger across the back with the kendo stick. Bootlegger fell face first on the hood of the car and then rolled off to the cold pavement. Simon, who while this was going on was catching his breath on the other side of the ring, came over and grabbed Tao and sent him flying into the same crates that The Order had tossed Bootlegger into earlier. Crimson then came off the car and nailed Simon with a double axhandle blow before executing his double arm DDT on the concrete! He was about to make a cover when Inferno, Crimson’s former ally in The Cult, arrived on the scene. He climbed into the ring of cars, distracting Crimson while making a move on Simon. He started to pull Simon up, but Bootlegger rushed over to intervene, backing Inferno away from his partner. Bootlegger ordered Inferno away, but the instructions were met with a superkick! Bootlegger and Simon, though, both ducked out of the way of the blow, and Inferno’s boot connected squarely with Crimson’s jaw! Crimson went down hard, drawing boisterous laughter from both Bootlegger and Simon. Simon nailed Inferno with a low blow and rammed him head first into one of the cars while Bootlegger grabbed Crimson and nailed a quick Heart’s Desire. He made the cover and the ref counted three just before The Dragonfly could get in to break up the pin attempt. Tao jumped in as well and attacked Bootlegger with Dragonfly, but Simon quickly came to the aid of his partner. The four men brawled into the night as the screen fades to black.

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