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The camera pans across the Compaq Center feverishly as almost 20,000 screaming wrestling fans explode as yet another edition of Wednesday Night Warfare goes on the air. The TraumaTron flashes UWF and the crowd begins their weekly count-down....
CROWD: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1....
The giant pyrotechnic bomb plunges to the canvas and red and white explosions rock the very foundation of the packed arena. "Seek and Destroy" by Metallica drones on in the background.
SHCHEEVONE: IT'S WAR!!
OVERVIEW: That's right folks!! I'm David Overview, along with Mitchell Shcheevone and Jason Wessin, and we're back, live, with another edition of Wednesday Warfare!!
WESSIN: Meow!
SHCHEEVONE: Um... yeah. Anyway, we're only a week and a half away from Wrestlecade II... where all things come to a crashing close here....
OVERVIEW: The card hasn't been completely booked yet, but we'll be hearing about it later in the card.
SHCHEEVONE: But first, we've got to hear some words from our Extreme and Television champions.... as well as their friends!!
The lights dim and the TraumaTron flashes....
Suddenly "Aenima" by Tool comes over the PA and smoke begins to rise. First we see Lee and Kattie, then Solidis and Becky, then Jimmy Valintine and then Erin. A red spotlight hits and we see DDT. He comes down to the ring with a mic in his hand. They all step threw the ropes as Tadium signals to cut the music.
DDT: IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK! Now last week I was away at the hospital becuase of what that sorry son of a bitch McJ did to my wife, but now I'm back and I'm pissed off and I have a few things to say about it!!
LEE: May I Tadiumsan?
DDT: Yeah, here man.
WESSIN: He better stay up there!
LEE: Last Saturday, I did something I should't have... I kicked Jason Wessin in his fat head. The truth is I should have done it a long tome ago!
WESSIN: HEY, and I don't have a fat head!
OVERVIEW: Actually...
WESSIN: Shut up Dave!
LEE: ...But I have decided to not be so uptight about things. I have diecided to be in a better mood from now on, I shall learn American cultures, and Wessin, if you ever call me a midget again, I shall put you through a wall!
WESSIN: BRING IT ON LITTLE MAN!
SHCHEEVONE: I got five bucks on Lee.
DDT: Now on to more serious matters.... Steve McJ, I was fine when you attacked me... no big deal. I was fine when you married Angie.... it's you gettin herpies, not me. I was fine with all that. What I'm not fine with is what you did to Erin when you gave her the Time Machine and hit her with a chair! So now you think your hot shit huh? Well Stevie your not. What you did do however is get on my last good nerve for you! You have done something you should have never done... you crossed a line you shouldn't have been near and you signed yourself up for a DDT ASS KICKING! So I believe the UWF has there big Pay-Per-View Wrestlecade coming up if I'm not mistaken Soilids?
SOLIDIS: Oh hell yes!
DDT: Cool, well guess what Steve... you just got signed for a match with Derick D. Tadium. In fact I just got off the phone with the big shots in the UWF offices, that's how I know that you, Steve McJeffries, will face me, DDT, at Wrestlecade in theUWF's first and probably last, HARDCORE HELL MATCH!
SHCHEEVONE: OH MY GOD, WHAT AN ANNOUCMENT, WE HAVE A MATCH AT WRESTLECADE!
DDT: Oh you damn right, the end is coming Steve McJ!! And, not only that, the Extreme Title will be on the line and believe me Steve, this will be the last, and I mean the dead last time we ever face off!! Because at Wrestlecade I am going to end you career if not your life! This is it, final destination, Steve McJ, DDT the end of the story comes September 3rd! And if you don't like it...TOO FUCKING BAD.... DEAL WITH IT BITCH!
"Aenima" plays again as Armageddon leave toghether.
SCHEEVONNE: WOW, a Hardcore Hell match at Wrestlecade!
OVERVIEW: But what's a Hardcore Hell match?
SHCHEEVONE: Um... got me. I'm sure it'll be huge, though. After all, Stevie McJ pushed DDT a bit further than he wanted to go!
OVERVIEW: I wouldn't want to be Stevie McJeffries, that's for sure.
SHCHEEVONE: Enough on that, though. Let's get this party started with a match-up!
WESSIN: Thank you God! Listening to DDT talk is as much fun as sticking my ear on a hot grill.
SHCHEEVONE: We are getting set for Damien Simons, taking on EMP.... another newcomer to the UWF. A win for either men here will for sure move them up the ladder of success....
WESSIN: Way to go Einstein...you figured out that by winning you move UP the ladder, and not DOWN....
OVERVIEW: I think what Mitch is saying is that a win will make the front office take notice.....
SHCHEEVONE: Exactly.
Damien Simons' music blares over the sound system as the big man steps out under the TraumaTron. The crowd gives a decent pop. Simons makes his way to ringside and steps into the ring.
OVERVIEW: Simons is a monster....
"Explosion From Hell" plays as "Explosive" Max Payne steps out from the back, the crowd reacts mildly. He makes the walk to ringside and steps in.
DING-DING!!
SHCHEEVONE: Here we go.... both men feeling each other out....l ock up..... Simons backs EMP into the corner...... clean break....
CRACK!
OVERVIEW: No clean break there..... Simons caught EMP with a hard right hand to the jaw..... now following up with some hard forearms to the kidney area...... whip into the ropes by Simons..... EMP ducks the clothesline..... off the other side..... FLYING LARIAT BY EMP......
SHCHEEVONE: Simons up...... back down...... nice hiptoss by EMP!
OVERVIEW: Simons up...... his back is to EMP.....
THUD!
SHCHEEVONE: BIG BACK SUPLEX!!!! EMP gong for a pin... ONE.... TWO... KICKOUT.......EMP STAYING ON HIM....SNAP SUPLEX....NOW DROPPING AN ELBOW.....ANOTHER.....ANOTHER.....AND FINALLY A LEGDROP!!!
WESSIN: Jeez.... you would think I was sitting front row at a Megadeath concert..... quite down Mitch.... you blowing my ear drums out...
SHCHEEVONE: I will ignore that.
OVERVIEW: EMP brings Simons to his feet....irish whip.....LOU THESZ PRESS.....NO.....
THWAMP THUD!
SHCHEEVONE: SIMONS CAUGHT IT AND PLANTED EMP WITH A VICIOUS SPINEBUSTER!!!
OVERVIEW: ONE...TWO.....KICKOUT!
SHCHEEVONE: EMP gets to his feet....staggering around by the ropes......Simons charging....OHHH...BOTH MEN GO OVER THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE........
OVERVIEW: Simons to his feet first....EMP getting up slowly now.....Simons has him...
CRASH!
SHCHEEVONE: WHAT IMPACT!!!.....SIMONS JUST SENT EMP SHOULDER FIRST INTO THOSE RING STEPS AT AN INCREDIBLE RATE....EMP'S SHOULDER MIGHT BE DISLOCATED!!!
OVERVIEW: SIMONS CHARGING!!!!
CRASH CRASH!!!
SHCHEEVONE: EMP MOVED...... OH MY!!!!.... SIMONS JUST RAN INTO AND FLIPPED OVER THOSE STEPS..... HE HIT HARD!!!... BOTH MEN DOWN!!
REF: One...two...three...four...
OVERVIEW: Both men getting to their feet.....exchanging shots outside......knee to the gut by Simons.....DDT...DDT!!!!!!!!......A DDT OUTSIDE THE RING!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Simons rolls back in.....
REF: Five...six....seven...
WESSIN: He better hurry....
REF: Eight...nine...
SHCHEEVONE: EMP just gets in the ring!...
SMACK!
OVERVIEW: AND WAS MET WITH A SIMONS BIG BOOT......
SHCHEEVONE: Simons picking him up.....I think he is going for the Devil's Drop here......
KAHOONA!!!
WESSIN: AHA!!!! EMP JUST CRUSHED THE GOODS!!! RANG THE BELLS!! TRESPASSED ON FORBIDDEN PROPERTY!!!
OVERVIEW: We get the point Wessin....he lowblowed him!
SHCHEEVONE: EMP now brings Simons, who is clutching his groinal area to the turnbuckle....setting him up on the top now...
WESSIN: Groinal!?
OVERVIEW: SUPPPPEERRRRRPPPPLLLEEEXXXX!!!
THUD!......THUD!!!!
SHCHEEVONE: EMP JUST SUPERPLEXED SIMONS....THAT RING NEARLY BROKE!!
OVERVIEW: EMP is going for the roll-up.....
REFEREE: 1... 2.... 3....!!!
SHCHEEVONE: ... and EMP seals the win!!
OVERVIEW: That was a tough match-up, but the new guy gets the win....
WESSIN: ... but they're BOTH new guys!
SHCHEEVONE: This is true.
OVERVIEW: Well, we're off to one hell of a start, but we'll be right back after th....
Suddenly the TraumaTron lights up in a royal blue. Yellow and blue pyrotechnics explode down the aisle way one after the other. Suddenly a voice comes over the loud speaker:
VOICE: HE'S TALENTED.... HE'S CHARMING.... HE'S TOUGH... HE'S GOODLOOKIN'.... HE'S A BADD ASS... HE'S THE F*CKIN' MAN.... AND THE CHICKS DIG EM'... THERE IS ONLY ONE THING TO CALL HIM......
WESSIN: What in the hell is an ill dawg?
SHCHEEVONE: Perhaps a sickly canine?
OVERVIEW: You are so not in tune with the lingo Mitch, if one is ill, it means they are mad cool!!!
SHCHEEVONE: "Mad" cool?
OVERVIEW: You know, like very cool......
SHCHEEVONE: Why didnt you just say that then?
Dave throws his pen in the air.
OVERVIEW: Oh man, you gotta get out more, Mitch.....
WESSIN: Yeah... you sound like you've been hanging out in Stanley's locker room or something!
OVERVIEW: Ah well... we'll be right back!
Fade to commercial....
Fade in....
OVERVIEW: And we're back!!
WESSIN: Yippee!!
SHCHEEVONE: Get ready fans....we are about to see our very own David versus Goliath match here, as the current Television champion Lee, who is merely five feet and seven inches, will take on Simon Ashmore, a monster of a man at six feet, nine inches.
OVERVIEW: Not to mention the hundred pound weight difference either.
WESSIN: I hate Lee.....look at these bruises on my face from that little punk!!!
Simon's music blares over the sound system and "The Enforcer" steps out under the TraumaTron. The crowd gives a decent pop. Simon makes his way to ringside and steps through the ropes.
WESSIN: YAAA........SIMON, SIMON, SIMON!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Easy Wes....did you stretch before all that screaming..
WESSIN: Shutup!
"Unleash the Dragon" plays as Lee steps out with the TV Title wrapped around his waist, the crowd relentlessly boos him as he slides under the bottom rope.
DING-A-DING-DING!!
SHCHEEVONE: Lock up......look at that strength....Ashmore just shoved him across the ring!
WESSIN: WAY TO GO SIMON!
SHCHEEVONE: Lee back up..... trying to punch Ashmore.... but not doing anything... Simon whips him into the ropes.....BIG BACKDROP....LEE ALMOST HIT THE CEILING!!!!
WESSIN: Ohh, that would have sucked.
OVERVIEW: Ashmore grabs Lee now......
THUD!
SHCHEEVONE: BIG SIDEWALK SLAM...CRUSHING!!!
OVERVIEW: Cover, one, two..kickout!
WESSIN: THAT WAS THREE.....LEARN HOW TO COUNT REF!!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Ashmore pulling Lee back up..... whip into the ropes.... Lee ducks the clothesline.... off the other side...... BIG DROPKICK BY LEE.... STAGGERS SIMON..... ANOTHER.... ANOTHER....... AND......
SMACK!
SHCHEEVONE: A FOURTH DROPKICK SENDS ASHMORE TO THE OUTSIDE.... LEE GOING TO THE TOP ROPE.....
OVERVIEW: HE IS GONNA FLY.............. OHHHHHHH..... ASHMORE CAUGHT THE CROSSBODY.....
DING! SNAP!
WESSIN: YES!!! DID YOU SEE THAT...... ASHMORE DROVE HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE GUARDRAIL......LEE'S BACK HAS TO BE BROKEN!!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Ashmore is in control.... Lee is hurt.... and being rolled back in...... Ashmore sizes him up....BIG legdrop......almost Hulk Hogan like, if you will.
WESSIN: Shutup.
SMACK!
OVERVIEW: Splash by Ashmore......one.....two...th...NO....Lee squirmed out!
WESSIN: DAMN!
SHCHEEVONE: LEE IS TAKING A BEATING..... ASHMORE SETTING HIM UP FOR A POWERBOMB.... THIS COULD END IT.....UP.....NO NO NO......LEE TURNED INTO A FACEBUSTER......WHAT A REVERSAL... BOTH MEN DOWN!!!
OVERVIEW: Both men up...... Lee blocks some punches and hits a flurry of punches and kicks....
THUD!
SMACK!
WALLOP!
OUCH!
SHCHEEVONE: ASHMORE IS DAZED....STUMBLING AROUND.....LEE BACKS UP.....
CRACK!
SHCHEEVONE: DRAGON KICK!! DRAGON KICK!! DRAGON KICK!!! THERE YOU GO WESSIN! THIS ONE IS OVER.....ONE.....TWO....THRE...NOOOOO!!!!!
WESSIN: YES!
OVERVIEW: ASHMORE JUST GOT OUT!
SHCHEEVONE: Lee going to the top rope......MOONSAULT....NOOO....ASHMORE PULLED HIS KNEES UP.....LEE IS DOWN.......ASHMORE SLOWLY GETTING UP!!
OVERVIEW: Ashmore grabs Lee.....GUTWRENCH SITDOWN POWERBOMB....ONE....TWO......THR......LEE GOT OUT OF IT...SOMEHOW.......
WESSIN: YOU SUCK LEE.........
SHCHEEVONE: ASHMORE GRABS LEE....IRISH WHIP CATCHES HIM.........
THWAMP!
SHCHEEVONE: CHOKESLAAAMMMMMM!!!!!
OVERVIEW: ONE....TWO........AND TH......FOOT ON THE ROPE...LEE OUT AGAIN!!!
WESSIN: ASHMORE GET THE THREE......HERE WE GO!!
SHCHEEVONE: BRINGING LEE UP...... FRONT BODY SLAM!!
OVERVIEW: Ashmore going to the top.... oh no... he's HUGE!!
WESSIN: Suck on this, midget!!
SHCHEEVONE: MY GOD!! LEE HAS TO BE CRUSHED UNDER ASHMORE!!
REFEREE: 1... 2...3....!!
OVERVIEW: What a crushing win!!
WESSIN: That was an awful pun, Dave.
SHCHEEVONE: SIMON ASHMORE IS THE CHAMP!! SIMON ASHMORE IS THE CHAMP!!
WESSIN: Someone get a spatula so we can peel Lee off the mat!
OVERVIEW: Ashmore has the belt and he's beside himself with joy!!
SHCHEEVONE: Mark a win up for the Full Effect tonight!!
OVERVIEW: And things are only going to heat up as we delve into the Extreme Division next....
SHCHEEVONE: That's right!! We've got a fatal three way to determine who gets a shot at the Extreme Championship at Wrestlecade II!! Three men battle it out for a chance at the hardcore strap!!
"Guilty Conscience" blares over the PA and throughout the arena. The fans get out of their seats and begins to erupt into cheers as Solidis and Becky make their way down to the ring. Solidis has a mic in his hands and begins to speak.
SOLIDIS: Finally I am here to entertain you bored people out there. I am here to get out of my rut that I have been in for so many weeks.
Solidis climbs up onto the apron and holds open the ropes for Becky. She enters and he enters behind her and paces around the ring for a bit.
SOLIDIS: Tonight, as you all know ,I will go one on one on one with two young stars that go by the names of Corbin and Trent Storm. I haven't payed much attention to these two and I know not a lot of you have either. So what I am going to do for you all tonight is beat them from pillar to damn post, give you some entertainment, and show you how a real entertainer entertains the crowd. I am going to end this streak I am in and unfortunately for those two it will have to start with them... so Corbin, Storm just bring your asses out here and we will see who the real talent is.
Solidis throws the mic into the crowd and walks to the corner and sits down with Becky waiting for both Corbin and Storm.
OVERVIEW: I see a broad future for Solidis here in the UWF, Mitch.
SHCHEEVONE: He certainly has proven that he's got drive!!
"A power overwhelming begins to play as Corbin makes his way to the ring. He is wearing a black cloak. He steps between the top and middle rope and climbs inb the ring. He walks around and then takes the cloak off. He sets it up on the turnbuckle and then looks straight towards the entrance way as Trent Storm's theme blasts throughout the arena as the fans give him a decent pop.
SHCHEEVONE: Well folks this should be a very good match between three new comers to the UWF. And here comes the third.
Suddenly the words "Perfect Storm" flashes up on the TraumaTron. The fans jump up and begin to cheer as Trent Storm makes his way to the ring. He runs to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and s imeediatly starts throwing fists at both Solidis and Corbin.
SHCHEEVONE: Well Storm is sure ready for this one. He is throwing fists and he doesn't care who he hits.
OVERVIEW: Which may not of been so smart because now it looks like both men are now double teaming Storm.
SHCHEEVONE: You're right. They throw Storm to the ropes... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!!
OVERVIEW: Solidis picks up Corbin and he punches him in the jaw. Now Corbin hits him in the face. Back and forth. Both men punching Storm in his face. PILEDRIVER by Solidis.
SHCHEEVONE: Solidis tells Corbin to go up top and he does so. What is the connection with these two men? Why are they working together?
WESSIN: Obviously because they are friends.
OVERVIEW: Corbin points down to Storm as Solidis laughs. Corbin jumps off....SWEET JESUS!!! CORBIN JUST LEVLED SOLIDIS WITH A MISSLE DROP KICK FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!
SHCHEEVONE: Solidis did not even see it coming. Now Corbin lifts up Solidis... POWERBOMB!!!
WESSIN: I guess they aren't friends after all.
OVERVIEW: I guess not.
SHCHEEVONE: Corbin picks up Storm by the head and tries to lift him up but Storm reverses with a LOWBLOW!! RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP!!!
OVERVIEW: Storm with the cover 1.....2.....LEG UP!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Storm gets up and walks over to Solidis and starts laying the boots to him.
Crowd boos.
SHCHEEVONE: Oh look who it is. Jimmy Valentine. He is creeping his way to the ring with a chair.
OVERVIEW: What is he doing here?
WESSIN: Probably here to help out his stablemate Solidis.
OVERVIEW: Solidis gets up and grabs Corbin by the head. He throws him out of the ring and then distracts the ref.
SHCHEEVONE: Valentine is lifting the chair up in the air. He is getting read to hit him with it.
Crowd pops!!
OVERVIEW: ITS STEVE MCJ!!
SHCHEEVONE: OH GREAT!!!
WESSIN: Shut up. McJ is the man.
SHCHEEVONE: OH MY GOD!! MCJ JUST DEMOLISHED VALENTINE WITH THAT CHAIR!!! CORBIN ROLLS BACK IN THE RING!!!
OVERVIEW: Steve and Valentine battling outside the ring. Corbin gets up and lifts Solidis up in the air.....VERTICAL SUPLEX....TURNED INTO A POWERBOMB ON THE NECK!!
SHCHEEVONE: What a move!!! Incredible....Corbin with the cover 1.....2.....BROKEN UP BY STORM!!
OVERVIEW: Storm grabs Corbin by the head...DDT!! He covers him. 1.....2......3NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
SHCHEEVONE: McJeffries has a chair.... he's winding up....
SHCHEEVONE: ... and he levels SOLIDIS!!
SHCHEEVONE: And the referee just disqualified Corbin.... and he gives the win to Solidis!!
WESSIN: For what!? Getting hit by a chair!?
OVERVIEW: I guess so. He apparently didn't see Valentine out here first!!
SHCHEEVONE: Valentine' s up and he's pulling McJeffries out of the ring!!
OVERVIEW: Solidis is up and he is helping Valentine beat on McJ. Corbin gets up and sees whats going on.... He leaps over the ropes....SUICIDE DIVE!!!
SHCHEEVONE: CORBIN JUST TOOK OUT SOLIDIS AND VALENTINE WITH THAT MOVE!!! AND NOW HE AND MCJ ARE MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE BACK!!
OVERVIEW: Storm looks confused and he's climbing out of the ring....
SHCHEEVONE: What the!?
OVERVIEW: EMP... "Explosive" Max Payne... is here and he just leveled Trent Storm with a jackhandle!!
SHCHEEVONE: Where'd he come from!? Out of the crowd?!
OVERVIEW: Got me!!
SHCHEEVONE: He's pulling a microphone out of his pants!!
PAYNE: Well...well...is this thing on?
WESSIN: He should try turning that thing on first.
Payne smashes Storm over the head with the microphone.
PAYNE: Hello?
WESSIN: I guess that works, too.
PAYNE: There we go. Sorry about that boys. Well I told you from the start that I ain't here to play games. I took care of Damien Simmons earlier tonight and now I'm looking ahead to the future. I targeted this match as my go getter because I saw it filled with three chumps who run their mouthes all day, can't back up shit they say, and for some reason sit fairly high in the rankings. Well in climbing my way to the top, what better selection to start with, hey? Of the three morons we just saw duke it out, I have to say that you Trent piss me off the most. You sit on your lazy ass all day playing with action figures. Trent this is the UWF, home of the big boys. You better shape up little man, because painful times are headed your way. Look at you now, as you lay there holding your head, a battered, bruised and defeated soul. Let this be a statement to you, with more to follow. Ellis Jackson...sign the match. Me and Trent next card. With that said, I leave you with a little memory of this evening's events....
SHCHEEVONE: Good God!! Payne just went crazy on Trent Storm with that jackhandle!!
OVERVIEW: Storm's cut up and bleeding bad!! Someone call the EMTs!!
WESSIN: But EMP is already here!!
SHCHEEVONE: Shut up, Wessin!!
OVERVIEW: We need to get Storm some help, folks, but stay tuned....
Fade out....
Fade in....
SHCHEEVONE: Well...I am being told we have a camera in the back, apparently Brendan Psikase has something to say...
WESSIN: Huh?
Scene switches to Brendan Psikase's dressing room. The cameraman walks in the door. Psikase, dressed in his ring attire, is finishing taping up his wrists while sitting on a bench. Jessica is standing over by the other side of the room. The camera pans to the front of Psikase, as he looks up.
PSIKASE: Derrick D. Tadium.....the time is coming. In just a few short moments, I am going out to that ring and I am not...I WILL NOT... come back without your Extreme Title wrapped around my waist. Tadium, this isn't a threat...this is simply a promise. I keep my promises.
Brendan stands up and walks over to Jessica...
JESSICA: You got it won baby...
PSIKASE: Thanks, be ready when I get back...we are going out to celebrate.
Psikase walks back and finishes up his wrists. The scene switches back to ringside.
SHCHEEVONE: Brendan Psikase seems very determined, and confident.
OVERVIEW: Well, you've heard him talk before about confidence, and being fearless...he is going to have to prove that tonight.
WESSIN: As long as he and DDT beat the living hell out of each other, I am happy.
The lights darken and "Insignificance" by Pearl
Jam booms over the PA and Brendan Psikase stands in the entraceway
and the crowd give a nice pop! He makes his way down to the ring
and then slides into the ring.
SHCHEEVONE: There he is, the number one contender
for the Extreme Championship....
OVERVIEW: I'm looking forward to this one! Last week Psikase
really showed that he is Extreme!
"Stinkfist" by Tool booms out and the crowd start
to give massive heat as the lights focus on the entraceway.
WESSIN: HERE WE GO!!!
OVERVIEW: Calm down Jas! I know you LIKE Derrick but there's
no need to...
WESSIN: SHUT UP DAVE!
SHCHEEVONE: Shut up the pair of you....where's DDT?
OVERVIEW: I dunno, I guess that.....
WESSIN: WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM???
SHCHEEVONE: A steel chair just came flying out of the
crowd and hit Psikase in the back of the head! It's Derrick D.
Tadium! He's coming out of the crowd with trash can! He slides
into the ring and slams it into Psikase's head!
SHCHEEVONE: He's putting that trash can over the head of Brendan....he's grabbed that steel chair...he's going up to the top...NO....
SHCHEEVONE: CHAIRSHOT OFF THE TOP INTO THAT TRASHCAN! He's covering a trashcan with legs! The Ref Counts...One....Two....Three....NO! Psikase slid out of the can before the three...the Ref saw it but DDT didn't! He's thinking he's won it already! Psikase has a chair.....sizing up DDT...he turns around......!
OVERVIEW: DDT GOES DOWN!
SHCHEEVONE: That had to hurt! Psikase holding up that chair! It's got an imprint of DDT's face looking shocked on it! He's putting that chair onto DDT's face....he's headed to the top rope......
SHCHEEVONE: LEGDROP ONTO THAT CHAIR!
OVERVIEW: That had to crush his face!
SHCHEEVONE: Psikase going for the cover! One...Two...kickout! Tadium is still in this thing! Psikase has that chair...he's picking up Tadium....WOW!
OVERVIEW: A short clothesline into a chair shot! I've
never seen that done before! Tadium is rolling around in the ring....Psikase
taking that chair to the top rope! Tadium is getting up...this
is gonna hurt....Psikase leaps....NO!!!! FALLS SHORT! TADIUM THREW
SOMETHING INTO THE EYES OF PSIKASE!!
SHCHEEVONE: That was salt or something! Tadium setting
up that steel chair in the middle of the ring...He's got Psikase
up........HE'S GOING FOR THE DDTADIUM!! NO! Psikase counters!
INSIDE CRADLE! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Nearly had a new champion! Tadium
up....HARD CLOTHESLINE! Psikase down again...still rubbing his
eyes after that salt attack. Tadium running off the ropes....VICIOUS
KICK TO THE FACE! That could have knocked Psikase out!
OVERVIEW: Tadium is in firm control, he's going up to
the top...he's taken that chair once again! Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd......
SHCHEEVONE: HE MISSED! HE MISSED! His face smashed into
the chair on impact! Three quater nelson from Piskase...One...Two..Three!
NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!
OVERVIEW: HE DID IT! WE HAVE A NEW EXTREME CHAMPION! BRENDAN
PSIKASE BEAT DDT AND BECOMES THE NEW UWF EXTREME CHAMPION!
Psikase grabs the belt and holds it high before rolling out
of the ring and headed to the back.
SHCHEEVONE: DDT is livid!! He doesn't believe he just lost the Extreme Championship!! Only days before Wrestlecade, too!!
WESSIN: I guess that means McJ won't be getting a shot at the belt, huh?
OVERVIEW: I'm sure Stevie McJ has other things on his mind. He's facing off against "So Sexy" Shawn Smith up in just a few minutes....
SHCHEEVONE: That's right, Dave....
The lights in the arena go out and the crowd goes silent in anticipation of what is about to happen. A few moments pass and the crowd begins to grow a little uneasy as the lights are still out. The UWF announcers also do not have any idea as to what is going on.
SHCHEEVONE: There must be a problem with the lights or something.
WESSIN: Well, maybe the show is over. Come on Mitch, let's hit the bar, you're buying.
SHCHEEVONE: WHAT?! We still have a lot more matches to get too. Surely, this is only a temporary problem fans, we hope to...
Suddenly "Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit begins to play and a big red X pyro goes off:
A light starts searching throughout the arena. As the crowd begins to give off the biggest pop of the night.
SHCHEEVONE: OH MY GOD!! Don't tell me that Ex has returned, one of the best competitors ever in the UWF!
A VOICE OFF SCREEN: CUT THAT STUPID CRAP OFF, RIGHT NOW!!!
SHCHEEVONE: Who said that?
The crowd begins to boo as the music stops suddenly.
SHCHEEVONE: Fans, we must be experiencing technical difficulties, it appeared as if former UWF superstar Ex was about to make his....
Shcheevone stops mid-sentence as a large symbol appears on the UWF Tramatron.
The crowd begins to grow even more uneasy as a loud horn sounds throughout the arena. Then "Unforgiven 2 by Metallica begins to blast throughout the arena and four men step out to the top of the rampway from backstage, and a purple spotlight shines on them as they stand there. The four men begin to walk down the rampway towards the ring as the crowd looks on.
SHCHEEVONE: Who are these guys? I don't see anything on my schedule about any new wrestlers making their debut on tonight's show. What about your schedule Wessin?
WESSIN: Schedule, what schedule? Ithought that maybe these guys were form Orkin to take care of the pest problem
SHCHEEVONE: We do not have a pest problem here in the Universal Wrestling Federation! I take that back, we do have a pest problem, but if they're here for that, then they need to come over here instead of walking into the ring and take care of the pest sitting next to me
WESSIN: WHERE?
The four men are being led by a very young African American man wearing a clean white suit and with dreadlocks tied into a ponytail. He is holding a microphone, and motions for the music to stop. The music continues to play and he puts the microphone up to his mouth to speak.
CLYDE GABROWSKI: OKAY, I said turn the damn music off or else whoever is working in the production truck are gonna be looking for a job somewhere else. Or better yet, I'll send one of these men to come back there and personally terminate your ASS!
The music cuts off.
CLYDE GABROWSKI: That's better. Now, for everybody else working for this damn company, listen up. When I say that I want something done, I want it done NOW! You all were probably expecting that coward Ex to come back. Well, FORGET ABOUT IT!! Ex is probably the smartest person to ever work for this company, because he left before we got here. A lot of you may be looking at me funny because of my youthful appearance. Well, to answer your question, today is my eighteenth birthday. But, do not be fooled by my age, for I have acquired more knowledge and wisdom in my short time on this planet than a lot of you people will when you're old, decrepit and laying on your goddamn deathbeds!
The crowd begins to boo, and chants of ASSHOLE begin.
WESSIN: Why are the crowd booing this guy? They haven't even heard everything that he has to say yet.
SHCHEEVONE: Well, he hasn't been here a full five minutes and he hasn't made any friends yet.
WESSIN: What does he need friends for when he's got those three other guys standing in the ring with him?
CLYDE GABROWSKI: Well, I'm sorry. I have not properly introduced myself. A lot of you people probably don't get out too much and might not know who we are. Well, for all of you who have been living under a fucking rock, we are the EMPYRE! Remember that name, because you are going to be hearing it quite a bit from now on. You may all address me as "The ProdigyClyde Gabrowski. My father, Guy Gabrowski was a very successful wrestling promoter and I have learned a lot from him. Well, my father has moved on to other business ventures and has left the wrestling side of things to me, his pride and joy. So, I took a few millions that my father has made and I have invested it into this very company. And as of last week, I, Clyde Gabrowski, am the majority stockholder of the UWF. For all of you. idiotic fans sitting in your seats right now, and all of the thieves who have pirated Cable watching on TV right now, this all basically means that I have a say in what this company does with my money. And I don't like what has been going on so far here. First of all, we don't have one single respectable champion in this company worthy of holding a title. Are you fans that STUPID that you have been paying your money to see these idiots wrestle for the last year and a half? Well, if you are all entertained by seeing pathetic jobbers like J.D. Lawson and Shawn Smith represent this company as champions, you are all in for a shock!
Clyde hands the microphone off to Grimstone, who appears to be very angry as the crowd begins another ASSHOLE chant.
GRIMSTONE: I am called Grimstone and I am being paid very well by these gentlemen who I currently have the priviledge of standing in the ring with to act as an enforcer of young Mr. Gabrowski. So if he gives out an order and it is not being followed quickly enough, it is I who will be paying you a visit."
Grimstone passes the microphone to Amazing Ace Adonis.
ACE: Ok yall, ACE IS IN THE PLACE!!!! I am Amazing Ace Adonis, and I've been scouting out the guys in the back and I must say that THEY ALL PRETTY MUCH SUCK, you know what I'm saying. It's a wonder that this fed has been able to last as long as it has with this totally non talented roster. But, that's exactly what we're here for. Me and this big man standing next to me, Kaoblivion are now officially on the roster, and whenever the pencil pushers in the back get up off of their asses and book us a match, you will witness the two greatest wrestlers to ever grace you with their presence. You will all see that I am the best damn technician or high flyer you have ever, or will ever get to see in your lifetime. And I know that all of the ladies in the crowd are wondering if I am single, and I'm sorry to inform you that I am a happily married man. Not that it would have mattered for you all anyway if I wasn't married, because I don't mess with hoodrats.
All of the female fans in attendance begin to boo and Ace hands the microphone to Kaoblivion.
KAOBILIVION: THE AGE OF THE TRUE WARRIOR HAS BEGUN!! I am known as Kaoblivion, and soon, you will all speak my name only in whispers for I am here to fulfill a prophecy that was first told ages ago. For I am the devil that you all have been warned about since you were infants shitting in you diapers. However, as I look upon this crowd right now and the fear that I see in your eyes, it is quite possible that many of you are shitting in you pants at this very moment!!!
The crowd begins another ASSHOLE chant.
KAOBLIVION: It would be wise for all of you to restrain yourselves from addressing me in such a manner unless you would like for me to place my foot up YOUR asshole!
The crowd begins to boo even louder.
KAOBLIVION: You are all witnessing history in the making, because what we are establishing here is a new order of sorts, the dawning of a new age, the Age of the True Warrior!! Many of you are not worthy of witnessing such an event. I am destined to stand before you all as the world champion, and that will come in due time. So, J.D. Lawson, you have the audacity to refer to yourself as King, well if you still have the world championship while I take a brief amount of time to quickly ascend up the ladder of the UWF echelon, you will then address me as your Lord and Master when I wrest the championship from you cold, dead hands. But all of that will come in due time. For now, I am issuing out an open challenge for anyone in the back who thinks they have what it takes to make this EMPYRE crumble to the ground. Ace and I will take on any two pathetic pieces of shit who want to become famous. From this point forward, everything and everyone that you believed in will be shattered into fragmented pieces of nothingness, for nothing can halt the RISE OF THE EMPYRE!!!
Kaoblivion tosses the mike down to the mat and motions for everyone else to leave the ring. They all walk out of the ring and to the back as the crowd boos on while "Unforgiven 2 begins to play again over the P.A. system.
SHCHEEVONE: Well, I for one do not know what to make out of all of this. The EMPYRE have said that they will be establishing a new order in the UWF, and Clyde Gabrowski claims to have a lot of pull because his father owns a lot of shares in UWF stock.
WESSIN: Well, I figure that means we should all do what he says if we want to keep our jobs.
SHCHEEVONE: But he doesn't hold any official staff position here in the UWF! I do not see his name any where on my paychecks.
WESSIN: Well, you know how slow our Human Resource department is.
SHCHEEVONE: Just another surprize in a haystack full of surprizes...
WESSIN: Haystack full of surprizes? Just because we're in Texas doesn't mean you have to lay it on this thick, Mitch.
SHCHEEVONE: Ahem... anyway. We had a lot of things that we did not expect to see. And up next is "Mr. Sex" Shawn Smith going up against "The Future" Stevie McJ for the IC title. Last time we saw these two against each other was when Stevie McJ was gay and Shawn Smith refused to fight him becuase of his gender problems.
OVERVIEW: That's right!
SHCHEEVONE: . Now that Stevie no longer has the desire to be with other men, hopefully we will get a match here tonight with these two. Wait a minute Mitch it looks like business is going to pick up here after all. The contender Stevie McJ is coming down the stage ramp and headed toward the ring.
"Clown" by KoRn plays over the PA and Stevie's logo is seen on the UWFTron.
WESSIN: Well, there's McGay for ya.
SHCHEEVONE: : Would you let that go? That's old news.
The TraumaTron lights up:
"Make me bad" by KoRn plays and Slutty and Sleezy,
both wearing something made of spandex, stand on each side of
the entranceway as Shawn dances out to an amazing amount of Heat
from the crowd. The air grows thick with beer cups and hot dog
containers as junk gets hurled at him.
SHCHEEVONE: Anyway, both opponents are in the ring and there they go. Stevie gets the first blow of the match with a spinning heel kick that hardly has any effect on Shawn Smith. Stevie looks shocked as Shawn runs towards the rope and delivers a standard dropkick and Stevie falls down to the mat. Shawn in control now, giving him leg drop after leg drop.
OVERVIEW: Well Mitch it looks like Stevie just rolled out after the third leg drop and gets up. They lock up and Stevie gives Shawn the atomic drop.
WESSIN: Man, that's enough for a man to lose his sex life right there.
SHCHEEVONE: I hate to have to agree with him, but he's right.
WESSIN: I am?
SHCHEEVONE: I'm ignoring that. Back to the ring. It appears now that Stevie and Shawn are exchanging blows. A left, and a right. Left and a righ. Wait, wait, Stevie picks him up and,
SHCHEEVONE: A sidewalk slam, nicely done by Stevie McJ. It looks like Stevie follows it up with a knee to the head.
OVERVIEW: Wait... Shawn grabs Stevie's foot and tosses him to the canvas!! Smith off the ropes and.... elbow drop!!
SHCHEEVONE: Nice reversal by Shawn and Stevie's helpless on the ground!
OVERVIEW: Shawn's got Stevie in an anklelock and he's twisting furiously!! That's gotta hurt!!
SHCHEEVONE: The referee's asking Steve if he wants to submit, but somehow he finds the willpower to say no.
OVERVIEW: Shawn's disgusted and lets Stevie go. Both men scramble to their feet....
SHCHEEVONE: But Shawn gets up first and lays out Steve with a wicked clothesline!!
OVERVIEW: Smith's got Stevie down in the corner and he's choking McJ on the ropes.... The referee's trying to break it up....
SHCHEEVONE: McJeffries' is staggering to his feet, gasping for air!!
OVERVIEW: Slutty and Sleezy are cheering for Shawn on the sides...
WESSIN: And how!
SHCHEEVONE: Drop kick by Shawn....
OVERVIEW: Shawn's going up top.... but McJeffries is on his hands and knees....
WESSIN: And you tried to tell me he wasn't McGay any more.....
OVERVIEW: Shawn with a missile dropkick, but McJeffries catches him in mid-air and lays him out with a POWERBOMB!!
SHCHEEVONE: Uh-oh.... Shawn's in trouble....
WESSIN: What? Is Sleezy pregnant?
OVERVIEW: No.... but McJ is going for the cover....
REFEREE: 1... 2...!!
SHCHEEVONE: Kick-out by Smith!!
OVERVIEW: Steve is dragging Shawn to his feet.... He's picking "Mr. Sex" up....
SHCHEEVONE: Float over.... FISHERMAN'S SUPLEX!!
REFEREE: 1... 2...
OVERVIEW: And McJeffries kicks out!!
SHCHEEVONE: Smith laying on the boots again.... he's off the ropes.... MOONSAULT....
WESSIN: NO.... SEX-A-SAULT!!
SHCHEEVONE: NOO!!! McJeffries rolled out of the way!! Shawn just landed jaw first on that mat!!
OVERVIEW: That had to hurt!!
WESSIN: Wake up, Sexy!!
SHCHEEVONE: McJeffries on the top rope.... falling headbutt on Shawn's groin!!
WESSIN: Is there no GOD!?
OVERVIEW: McJeffries has Smith.... TIME MACHINE!! TIME MACHINE!!
SHCHEEVONE: There's the cover....
REFEREE: 1.... 2.... 3....!!
OVERVIEW: What the!?
SHCHEEVONE: I don't believe it!!
WESSIN: .... shawn .... (sniff)....
SHCHEEVONE: Um... Stevie McJeffries is the new Intercontinental Champion!!
OVERVIEW: What an upset!!
SHCHEEVONE: Shawn's on his feet and he's livid!! He's screaming at the referee!!
OVERVIEW: Uh-oh.... Sleezy's got a chair!!
WESSIN: PAYBACK!!
SHCHEEVONE: Now Slutty's talking to the referee while Sleezy hands Shawn that chair....
SHCHEEVONE: And there goes McJeffries' head!! Shawn just layed him out with that chair!!
OVERVIEW: Two more shots from Smith.... McJeffries is out in the middle of the ring!!
SHCHEEVONE: Oh no.... Shawn's putting that chair on Steve's head. He's going up top....
OVERVIEW: LEG DROP ON TOP OF THE CHAIR!! McJEFFRIES' MUST HAVE A BROKEN FACE... AT LEAST!!
SHCHEEVONE: Shawn's got the Intercontinental Belt... .and he's leaving with it!!
WESSIN: Well, it is rightfully his.
OVERVIEW: No way... he's stealing the belt again!!
SHCHEEVONE: And here come the EMTs to attend to Stevie.... and we're going to commerical....!
Fade out....
Fade in....
OVERVIEW: Wait, this is a surprise, Tony C is making his way towards the ringside area, word is he has an announcement for everyone.
WESSIN: No, not Canolli....
SHCHEEVONE: Oh shut up will you for once! This has gotta be serious, he had a conference with his personal doctors earlier this afternoon....
"Even Flow" by Pearl Jam rips across the PA System as Tony Canolli comes through the curtains with hurricane force as the fans in the sold out crowd raise to their feet to applaud Tony C. He makes his way down the aisle and walks up the stairs, he turns near the ringpost and turns to raise his arms high in the air as thousands of flash bulbs go off. He steps across the apron and through the ring ropes. He walks across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle and calls for a mic. The timekeeper tosses it to him and Tony climbs to the second rope.
TONY C: This is something Ive been trying to put off for quite some time....
Tony runs his fingers through his hair.
TONY C: I've tried to fight through every injury I have ever endured over the course of my career. Over the past few months my knee problems have come back to haunt me, full force. This morning I met with my doctors and a few of his most trusted advisors and after discussing for several hours the state of my knee and the durability of it, together we have all decided that the only option I have right now is deactivate myself from the UWF roster and retire from the squared circle.
The crowd gasps.
TONY C: It's been a great run and I'm sorry it had to end so prematurely. At the age of 27 I should be able to compete for several more years. Unfortunately this is not the case for me. The surgery I had only helped to maintain my knee. The constant stress that I endure match in and match out is too much for my knee to withstand and has resulted in some lack luster performances in the ring lately. During my match with Mikey Masters, who is without a doubt a fine athlete, there were several points where I could have put him away but I couldn't. I haven't been one hundred percent for a long time and the fact of the matter is I don't want to give you people any less than one hundred percent. The fans make me, and I dont want to give you any less than what you deserve.
CROWD: TONY C!!! TONY C!!! TONY C!!! TONY C!!!
TONY C: It has been my pleasure performing for you all, week in and week out. I have stood before you all a lowly rookie, who did his time and worked his way up the ranks. I have been your tag team champion with Chris Sweet, who, despite the fact that he's a psychotic lunatic now, was once a good partner as well as friend....I have been your Intercontinental Champion and my most memorable accomplishment was the night I won the UWF World Championship. You all saw me at my highs, and at my lows. You have seen the Lethal Alliance, and the Alliance of Defiance and my latest venture, the CornerStones.
The crowd pops.
TONY C: Now, I know you are all sitting in the back..... wondering where this leaves the CornerStones right now. Well, I know for a fact Lawrence Stanley can assume the Leadership role. Unfortunately I couldnt be much of a leader because of my nagging injuries but I know Lawrence will be just fine. Brendan you're well on your way to top. I will always be around and always have your backs, dont worry about that. I cant leave this industry.... I love it.... I'll find some way to be involved believe me. So goodluck to the CornerStones and goodl uck to the UWF..... and thank you to all my fans who have watched me year after year kick peoples asses FROM RINGPOST.........
Tony stands perched on the second turnbuckle and raises the mic in the air as the crowd screams back... TO DAMN RINGPOST!!
TONY C: See ya around.......
Tony C flips the mic up into the crowd and rolls under the bottom rope and makes his way towards the announcers tables and shakes hands with Mitch Shcheevone, David Overview and even Jason Wessin. He walks back towards the locker room, slapping hands with fans and hugging little girls to a THUNDEROUS OVATION as he eventually dissapears through the curtains into the back out of sight.
OVERVIEW: I am speechless, absolutely speechless.......
SHCHEEVONE: He will be missed, he was a great guy, as well as a great athlete..... where does this leave the UWF? One of its biggest stars has just called it quits, but if I know that man, he'll be around..
OVERVIEW: Well, on behalf of the UWF staff and roster I would like to wish Tony C the best of luck in the future, in whatever it is he decides to do..
Fade to commerical....
The scene opens to the locker room of Mikey Masters. He's busy lacing up his boots and a referee's shirt is sitting in his lap. There's a hard rap at the door and Mikey looks up, waiting for the person to enter his locker room. Within a moment the door opens and Stallion steps inside. Without another word, Mikey slips on the referee's shirt and stands up.
MIKEY: What do you want?
STALLION: I came to make sure you,re going to do your job tonight.
MIKEY: I told you I would retain the number one contendership and keep Case off JD's back. What else do you want?
STALLION: That's not the job I was talking about.
Stallion points to the referee's shirt for emphasis.
MIKEY: Look Sweet's dug his own grave. I,m not going to help him get out of it. I,m going straight down the middle with this one, and there's not a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it. As far as I,m concerned.
STALLION: As far as you,re concerned what? Huh Mikey? I just got done talking with JD and he wants you to make sure that Sweet comes out on top tonight! If you don,t, you consider your spot in the Infamous Outlaws GONE! GOT ME?
Mikey just looks away from Stallion and starts walking to the door. As he walks by Stallion, he brushes up against him. With a loud slam the door closes and Stallion's left behind shaking his head as the camera cuts back to the announcer's table.
SHCHEEVONE: It looks like that Mikey's having some problems with Sweet.
WESSIN: Looks like he's having problems with all the TIO, if you ask me.
OVERVIEW: Funny thing is, nobody did.
"Devils Dance" by Metallica starts to play as Case makes his way down to the ring wearing Full Effect gear. He gets in the ring and then begins to walk around. Then the words Infamous Outlaws appears on the TraumaTron as Mikey Masters along with Stallion walks to the ring as "Coma" by Guns 'n' Roses blares over the P.A. Right before he gets in he stops and shakes hands with Stallion. Mikey then climbs between the middle two ropes and Case runs right at him.
SHCHEEVONE: Well, Case is not wasting any time. He is going right after the young gun Mikey Masters.
OVERVIEW: Case grabs Mikey by the head and throws him towards the ropes.
SHCHEEVONE: Mikey bounces off the ropes and knocks Case doiwn with a shoulder charge. Case gets right back up.
OVERVIEW: Case grabs Mikeys head and sets him up for a DDT. He motions to the crowd... REVERSED!!
SHCHEEVONE: Mikey reversed the DDT into a fisherman,s suplex. The ref is couting 1.....2......KICKOUT!!
OVERVIEW: Mikey lifts up Case and holds him in the air....1....2....3.....4.....5...THUD!!
SHCHEEVONE: Mikey held Case in the air for a vertical suplex and then just dropped him to the ring floor.
OVERVIEW: Case is rolling around the ring in pain. Mikey climbs to the top rope...he leaps off and lands a vicious elbow drop to Case,s heart. He makes the count 1.....2.... 3NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!
WESSIN: Damn Masters almost had this one in the bag.
SHCHEEVONE: Masters gets up and is furious. He is in the refs face screaming at him. Stallion is now on the ring apron yelling at the ref. Case slowly gets up.
OVERVIEW: The ref turns his attention to Stallion as Case gets up. He stands behind Mikey and he doesn't even realize. Case grabs Mikey,s head....REVERSE DDT!!
SHCHEEVONE: He makes the cover but the ref is not there to count.
CROWD: 1......2.......3!
SHCHEEVONE: Case gets up and pulls the ref over. Case makes the cover again 1.....2.....DISRUPTED COUNT!!
OVERVIEW: Stallion pulled the ref out of the ring and clocked him in the face.
SHCHEEVONE: Stallion gets in the ring and now he and Mikey are double teaming Case. Stallion and Case lift him up....DOUBLE POWERBOMB!!! Stallion goes uptop Rein Buster!!
OVERVIEW: Case is being destroyed here. Stallion and Masters are double teaming him. Another ref is coming down to the ring..he slides in. Mikey knocks him out.
Crowd Pops!
SHCHEEVONE: It's Simon Ashmore. He is here to even up the odds.
OVERVIEW: Ashmore is in the ring. He geos after Masters....Boot to the face. Stallion climbs out of the ring and Ashmore is now taking it to Masters.
SHCHEEVONE: Ashmore grabs Masters and throws him to the ropes..Masters reverses and throws Ashmore to the ropes. Stal pulls the top rope down and Ashmore falls to the ground.
OVERVIEW: Masters climbs out of the ring and Stallion hands him a chair. Masters lifts the chair up and nails Simon in the leg numerous times.
SHCHEEVONE: Case is slowly getting up. He sees Masters and climbs out of the ring...
OVERVIEW: Case just got leveled inthe skull with that chair.
SHCHEEVONE: Stallion throws him back into the ring and Mikey wakes up the original ref. Masters slides in the ring and makes the cover 1.....2......KICKOUT!!
OVERVIEW: Masters and Stallion are both shocked. Stal slides a chair into the ring.. Masters places it in the middle of the ring. HEARTSTOPPER!! HEARSTOPPER ON THE CHAIR!!
SHCHEEVONE: The cover 1......2......3!! IT'S FINALLY OVER!! MASTERS GET A CHEAP WIN OVER CASE!!
OVERVIEW: These Infamous Outlaws will stop at nothing to take out their competition!!
SHCHEEVONE: And that brings us to our main event!!
OVERVIEW: Lawrence Stanley's made himself a thorn in the Outlaws' side since Brawl on the Mall, and tonight he makes another stand... this time against former IC Champion, Chris Sweet!!
WESSIN: Wooo... Stanley. NOT!!
SHCHEEVONE: And look... Mikey's still here and he's putting on a striped referee's shirt.
The crowd rise to their feet as Chris Sweet's music starts up and the man himself walks to the ring as the crowd boo. He shouts abuse back at them as he stops just before he gets into the ring to throw his arms in the air as a series of pyro charges go off behind him. He climbs into the ring and loosens up as he waits for his opponent to come to the ring.
OVERVIEW: Love him or hate him, you have to say Sweet is looking awesome at the moment.
WESSIN: That may be because he's the greatest of all time!
'God Save the Queen' is queued up and the fans go ballistic as Lawrence Stanley walks to the ring with Alfred and Sharon in tow. The camera pans to the crowd where there are a number of signs, 'Is Stanley still wrestling?!?!', 'I'm an insomniacbring out the Gent!' and 'The Gent will DRIVE the Outlaws from the UWF!' Stanley waits for his pyro explosion to die down before disrobing and getting into the ring as Alfred and Sharon wait at ringside.
SHCHEEVONE: WOULD YOU LISTEN TO THIS CROWD! I THINK ITS FAIR TO SAY THEY LOVE THE GENT!
WESSIN: Yeah, yeah... just call the match
OVERVIEW: Stanley's got his work cut out for him, though. With Mikey as referee, the cards are stacked against him.
SHCHEEVONE: Maybe, but word has it that Mikey and Chris aren't exactly as close as they'd lead you to believe these days.
WESSIN: Who cares as long as Stanley gets a mouthful of Sweet's fist?
SHCHEEVONE: Stanley turns to say something to Alfred. SWEET FROM BEHIND WITH A RIGHT HAND! Right after right to Stanley's jaw as Sweet unloads on the Gent. These two have had a war of words of late and it looks like its coming to a head here! Sweet whips the Gent into the turnbuckle, Stanley hits hard as Sweet comes in with a clothesline... ducked by Stanley... CLOTHESLINE OF HIS OWN AND SWEET IS DOWN!
WESSIN: That's right... start shouting when Stanley does something good!
SHCHEEVONE: Scoop slam by the Gent and now he starts to lay some heavy boots to the Chris Sweet's body, stomp after stomp sends Sweet into the corner.....GOOD GOD THE GENT IS RELENTLESS. SWEET LOOKS IN TROUBLE AS FINALLY MIKEY TELLS STANLEY TO BACK OFF!!
WESSIN: You saying anything like 'He stomped a mud hole in him and walked it dry' and I'm out of here!
OVERVIEW: Its not fair to tempt us like that Wessin! Anyway, you'd think Mikey would pull Stanley off of Sweet right away?
SHCHEEVONE: Stanley picks up Sweet.... big high vertical suplex as Stanley floats over..1....2... Sweet out the back door.
OVERVIEW: No slow count, either! What's Mikey's game?
SHCHEEVONE: Stanley picks him up and sends him into the ropes, sidewalk slam by the gent as he hooks the leg... 1... 2.. another kick out by Sweet who rolls outside!
OVERVIEW: He's rolled right next to Alfred and Sharon.this should be fun!
SHCHEEVONE: Sweet back to his feet as the Gent goes outside too, kick to the gut by Stanley and now he whips Sweet into the railings.... NO REVERSED..... SWEET SENDS STANLEY THE OTHER WAY.STRAIGHT INTO SHARON! NO, STANLEY PUT THE BRAKES ON JUST IN TIME! He's telling Alfred to take Sharon to the back.... good thinking by the Gent.... AS SWEET DROPS HIM FROM THE BACK WITH A FLYING KNEE! SWEET EQUALLY AGGRESSIVE WITH SOME BOOTS TO THE BACK BEWFORE HE WHIPS STANLEY HARD INTO THE RAILINGS! I HEARD THAT FROM OVER HERE.... SWEET SLAMS STANLEY'S BACK INTO THE RAILINGS... AND AGAIN... AND AGAIN! STANLEY IS LYING ON THE FLOOR IN A BAD WAY AS MIKEY TELLS SWEET TO TAKE IT INSIDE AND RELUCTANTLY HE AGREES.THERE'S THE COVER..1.... 2..... STANLEY KICKS OUT!
OVERVIEW: Mikey's calling this match right down the middle. Who would have thought we'd see an Infamous Outlaw NOT cheat!!
SHCHEEVONE: Sweet whips the Gent into the ropes.... TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER BY SWEET AND NOW HE SLAPS ON A COBRA CLUTCH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING... LOOK AT THE WAY HE'S PULLING ON STANLEY'S CHIN!
WESSIN: You think we could all have a go?!?!
SHCHEEVONE: Just stay there Wessin! Mikey is checking Stanley and asking if he wants to give it up but he's saying no, Sweet is smiling, what a sick man.... either that or he's realised that Stanley's in trouble and he's a long way from the ropes!
OVERVIEW: Both men are technically good, we're seeing this here, after the quick brawl at the beginning moth men went to their book of holds to soften each other up!
WESSIN: They have books in there?!?!
OVERVIEW: No.... I was just a manner of speaking..idiot!
SHCHEEVONE: Stanley looks like he's virtually out as Mikey checks his arm... it drops! Mikey picks it up again.again... it drops! If it drops this time then Sweet is the #1 contender, listen to the crowd....they're chanting Stanley's name, will it have an effect? The arm is raised.... IT DROPS! NO, NO, NO! STANLEY HAS JUST ABOUT KEPT IT UP, THE GENT IS STILL FIGHTING! HIS WHOLE BODY IS SHAKING AS HE TRIES TO GET OUT OF THIS DEVASTATING HOLD... NO, HE CAN'T.... CAN HE? THE GENT IS TRYING TO STAND UP WITH SWEET STILL APPLYING THE HOLD! STANLEY IS ON HIS KNEES, NOW HE SLOWLY RISES UP... SWEET HAS CHANGED FROM A CAMEL CLUTCH TO A SLEEPER BUT THE GENT IS STILL GOING! SWEET IS ON STANLEY'S BACK AS THE GENT GETS TO HIS FEET...... AND RAMS SWEET INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! BOTH MEN ARE OUT OF IT ON THE FLOOR AS THE REF STARTS HIS COUNT...1.... 2....3.... 4.....5....6....7.... .8.... 9.THE GENT'S UP! THE GENT'S UP AND HE LOOKS ANNOYED!
WESSIN: Come on Sweet, look lively!
SHCHEEVONE: : Sweet is getting to his feet but he looks out of it, he swings a right hand at Stanley....DUCKED BY THE GENT WHO CATCHES HIM WITH AN INVERTED ATOMIC DROP! SWEET IS DOUBLED OVER.... BUTTERFLY SUPLEX BY THE GENT AS HE FLOATS OVER FOR THE PIN.1..... 2.... SWEET'S FOOT IS ON THE ROPE! THE GENT WHIPS SWEET INTO THE ROPES.OVERHEAD RELEASE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! WHAT A MOVE BY STANLEY AS HE HOOKS THE LEG.1.... 2....
OVERVIEW: What the!? Mikey just pulled Stanley off of Sweet!!
WESSIN: Ah... I knew there was a master plan!!
SHCHEEVONE: HEARTSTOPPER!! HEARTSTOPPER!!
OVERVIEW: Mikey just nailed Stanley with the Heartstopper, folks.... and now he's.... oh no....
SHCHEEVONE: He's got Stanley in the Euthenizer.... one of the most feared submission holds in the UWF!!
OVERVIEW: No one's broken out of it yet!!
SHCHEEVONE: Huh!?
OVERVIEW: Sweet just pulled Mikey off of Stanley!! What's going on here!?
SHCHEEVONE: Sweet's yelling at Mikey.... telling the young superstar that he doesn't need help to win this match!!
OVERVIEW: Mikey just shoved Sweet!!
SHCHEEVONE: And Sweet shoves back!!
WESSIN: These guys should focus their anger on Stanley. Priorities, people!!
OVERVIEW: Stanley's staggering to his feet!! Sweet turns away from Mikey... .knees Stanley in the face!!
SHCHEEVONE: He's picking the former champ up... and....
OVERVIEW: JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!!
SHCHEEVONE: A cover....
OVERVIEW: 1.... 2.... 3...!!
SHCHEEVONE: Sweet wins!! Sweet wins!!
OVERVIEW: ... but with a normal count by Mikey Masters.
SHCHEEVONE: Speaking of Mikey, he's ripping off his referee's jersey and tossing it in Sweet's face!!
OVERVIEW: Mikey's climbing out of the ring and walking away.... leaving a livid Chris Sweet in the middle of the ring!!
WESSIN: Those guys are going to have hell to pay when JD Lawson gets back.
OVERVIEW: Or will they? Could this mean the END of the Infamous Outlaws?! And what repercussions will follow at Wrestlecade II?
WESSIN: Got me.
SHCHEEVONE: I guess we'll find out next time....
Fade....