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09-08-2009, 04:52 PM
T-Dog/OBG vs. Baker/VHF
In our opening contest, the new WPW Tag Team Champions took on one of the top (billed) teams in WPW (this week). It was very clear in this one why T-Dog and OBG walked away with the Gold at Greed. (Mykal Adams attacking Flawless, and the whole two on one advantage over Trent). So they might look a little less impressive, but actually they clearly were the best team in this match. The duo easily handled the challenge of Baker and Hugo. Even though a win likely would have meant a future shot at the tag team titles, Hugo and Blake simply could not get along. Blake seemed upset when Brad kept making unwanted advances at Brooke, and we think at one point at Blake himself. Blake looked good in the match, but never could get control. A suplex, a neckbreaker, and some strikes were his only real offense, along with some nice counters. VHF showed his technical skills were still a bit crude, to the surprise of many. He seemed too focused on submissions that he telegraphed his attack. T-Dog and OBG won the match following a double team move they said will be known as, well I forget, but it looked like a falling clothesline by OBG into a backbreaker by T-Dog. Blake was not able to get up afterwards.
Franchise Players vs. Peter Paley/Lance Burkeheart
The Franchise Players of Joshua and Trent James should have had a big fight on their hands. They did, sort of. Lance started the match off against Joshua James, and each time he hit a punch, would show boat and lose the advantage. This happened with a hiptoss and a snapmare as well. Joshua tagged out to his brother who managed to show his ability to stay well groomed in battle. Lance again had a few chances to get his time the edge, but do match showing off cost him. When the James brothers took control, Paley called for the tag, but Lance tried to go it alone. Paley looked increasingly frustrated by his tag team partner and finally entered the ring and layed him out with the moonlight drive. He then made the cover much to the confusion of everyone. Joshua, perhaps due to being new or maybe he is the quirky one unbeknownst to us, did make a three count. Trent seemed unsure of what was happening. Paley then left Lance in the ring and the James brothers, realizing the match was on going picked him up and Joshua hit an assisted version of his Final Solution. After the match the two claimed to have no idea of any Nazi party, and gave a very nice angled wave to the crowd.
The Killing Joke vs. Mykal Adams
Mykal Adams had a rough start to this one. He tried to hit on a woman but she turned him down. It really shook his confidence as Killing Joke kept making crude remarks to throw him off his game. The fact she seemed to be wiling to hook up with random guys in the crowd also hurt his pride too. Oh and some moves from Killing Joke did not help matters much in this case. Adams eventually made a comeback, and almost won, but the Love, Gun, Stun was blocked. Eventually he countered a powerbomb into a victory roll for the two count, but the referee was bored so he gave Mykal the win anyway. Yeah, it happened just like that, totally legitimate. He clearly earned the win this week. It may have been the biggest win since his return to WPW.
Canadian Title Match
Castor Troy vs. Antonio De Luca
Shortly after the match began, Blade LaVigne came out to attack Troy, thinking Troy had stolen his “Canadia Tile”. Dan Murph joined in on the fun, laying out DeLuca with the Blackout, while Troy bailed out after exchanging blows with Blade. Dan tried to make a run at Blade, but he slid out of the ring at the last moment. The referee ruled the match a no contest, and at that point, well things seemed to go array. Men were hit with chair, DeLuca went through a table, and Blade kept escaping the grasp of Dan Murph. It seemed pretty clear in the end that the Canadian title division was going to be heating up. The Brawl finally came to an end as Troy was making his way up the ramp to the back, turned to go through the curtain and fell straight back like a sack of potatoes thanks to a brass knuckles shot by Peter Paley. Oh and after the attack, Paley noted “One Champ down, One to go.” Apparently he was not looking to join in on the Canadian title fun, but he just wanted to take out some frustrations. Trust us this will all make sense to you later on.
TJ James: Some of you expected the Marvelous TJ to belittle a dead woman tonight, and I'm afraid that I am far too good for such a display. You see, this is my time, and that time isn't for Mykal Adams. No, TJ James is meant for more than a tag team competitor. He's meant to run WPW. So I implore you to pay close attention to this slick, muscular body, because it doesn't only turn on your wives, it doesn't only make you spend hours wasting your time in the gym. No, this gift from God, this beautiful body will make you love me.
You love me don't you?
Pfft.
Be Jealous.
Tuesday Night Turmoil
September 9th, 2009
Edwards Hall
Miami, FL
The show opens with Carlos Gonzales standing in the middle of his WPW ring to a chorus of cheers.
Carlos Gonzales: Before I get to Mike Adams, I first like to tell you that since the WPW revamp, the product has come through a bit of rebirth, we have new Champions, new stars, and a new breath of fresh air for the future. With that, we move past Greed, and begin the trip towards WPW Legacy. Legacy will be a way to honor the past, and connection with our celebration of the future. With that said, I am proud to finally announce the WPW’s Hall of Fame 2009 will take place on September 1st, at WPW Legacy!
I would also like to announce that we already have a match signed for Legacy, and that will be the Florida State Champion, and all around Jackass, The One, defending the title for the first time ever in our signature match, Sell Your Soul. His opponents will be determined by a series of specialty matches through out TNT’s entering Legacy.
Now, back to more pressing issues. Adams, get you ass out here.
Adams music hits and he enters the ring, Carlos tells a ring manager to grab him a mic. Adams takes it from him and waits for his response.
Carlos: Adams you have left me and this company in a awkward position, while your booking skills have been a extremely large success, your personal conduct has lead to what could be the biggest lawsuits in years. HOWEVER, you told me in the back that you did nothing to that woman, and as a someone who has stayed with this company through the highs and the lows… I choose to believe you. You see, Brooke and Blake never had the best interest of WPW in their minds, they just want to take and take, and when things don’t go their way, they have a hissy fit, and put the company that made them into possible financial jeopardy. With that said, this company is for those who choose to stick with it through the thick and thin, those who stay for the love of this business, and not the sheer love for themselves. So Brooke Baker, I only have one thing to say to you…
Carlos points to the back.
There is the door, get the hell out!
Adams: And take your mediocre brother with you!
Carlos: With that said, Mr. Adams I leave you to your show, and to WPW, I’ll see you at Legacy.
Daniel: What a way to kick things off tonight
Max: I love Mike Adams in control. After every Pay Per View, he fires two people!
Daniel: We are hot off WPW Greed, and what a show we have lined up for everybody tonight
Max: No time for a rundown, let's make it all happen!
Daniel: Well here we go with our opening bout tonight. We've got Dan Murph, recovering alcoholic going up against...
Max: Hold on Daniel! What about the contest?
Daniel: ......fine. There was also a contest set forth by Commissioner Adamd this week about what the "PB" in Dan's opponent tongiht, Blade Lavigne, could have possibly meant.
Max: And so I'll be completely ignoring the match and reading out suggestions all match!
Daniel: Oh lord...why can't I be more like Joey Styles sometimes?
Mina: Here we go with our opening bout for Tuesday Night Turmoil! First coming down the aisle, he is Blade uhhhhh PB Lavigne!!
"Bleed For Me" plays but as soon as Blade walks through the curtain Dan Murph assaults him from behind with a clothesline. Blade tries to fight off Dan but Dan spins him around and locks in the Black Death. Blade is trashing about trying everything to evade Dan's grip...but Murph seems enraged with a faraway look in his eye.
Daniel: Well.....this was certainly unexpected.....
Max: Pik-a-nik Basket!
Daniel: Max, are you even watching this? Dan has clearly lost it.
Max: Pumpernickle Bread!
Mina exits the ring very quickly as Dan is now dragging Blade to the ring while still locked in the cobra clutch. Dan picks Blade up and swings him into the ring, as the bell rings.
Daniel: My god, they are still starting this match?
Max: Peanut brittle!! Punk band!!
Daniel: Max, can you please do your job here for a second, Blade looks in bad shape here.
Dan climbs into the ring and starts stomping away at Blade who appears to be completely out of it. Dan picks up Blade and throws him into the turnbuckle. Dan charges into the turnbuckle as Blade slumps down inadvertently making Dan smash his head against the turnbuckle post as Dan was going for a huge crushing splash.
Daniel: Wow, Blade caught a lucky break there, really. Didn't he Max?
Max: Poor basterd! Placenta blood!
Daniel: Maybe Blade will be able to...placenta blood, really? Anyway, maybe Blade will be able to at least escape with his health here now that Dan seems to be stunned a bit.
Dan reels backwards a bit and he can see that there's a tiny cut open on his forehead. Dan is checking his own blood and seems enraged by this. Blade sees this as an opportunity and gets up as quick as he can and charges at Dan with a full head of steam, but Dan is too quick and slams him down with a lightning fast powerslam.
Daniel: Ooh that one has to hurt, I think even the ref felt that one.
Max: Lead!
Daniel: Wait...lead? Oh...it seems we have a chemist in our audience. Well Blade sure seems like a lead weight right now as he is barely moving. Apologies for the lame segway folks, my broadcast partner isn't giving me much to work with tonight.
Dan climbs on top of Blade and uses his knees and presses them against the shoulderblades of Blade and starts raining down fists opening Blade up.
Max: Pretty boy!
Daniel: He ain't gonna be pretty no more if Dan keeps hammering him like this.
Dan just keeps punching and punching Blade until Blade's face is a crimson mask. Dan looks down at his fallen opponent and take Blade's blood and smears it across his own face almost like a war paint. Dan starts laughing and raises his fists in the sky as the ref sees this as a perfect opportunity to count the pin. He fast counts and quickly declares Murph as the winner.
Max: Puny body! Punky Brewster! Paul Bunyan! Popeye's biscuits!
Daniel: Well mercifully this is over, though to be fair Dan blindsided Blade and never gave him a chance to fight back.
As soon as the ref holds Dan hand up and tries to get him off of Blade. Dan looks wildeyed and starts headbutting Blade with his blood-soaked face. Dan then just starts beating Blade harder and faster. The ref is trying to pull Dan off but Dan merely turns and clocks the ref too. The ref tells Mina to reverse the decision.
Mina: Here is your winner by disqualification, Blade "PB" Lavigne!!!
Daniel: Well that's really Dan's own damn fault! Someone stop him!
Max: Pinstriped bottom! Prissy britches!
Dan gets even angrier with the announcement and picks up Blade and gives him a huge Cyclone, then looks to start mounting punches again.
Adams: You stop that right now Murph! I will fire your ass right now!
Murph stops assaulting Blade, and Blade just lays there in his own blood.
Adams: That’s a good Dan “J” Murph.
Murph and everyone looks on confused for a moment.
Max: What’s with Adams giving everyone middle entails? What next Stal “E” ion or something?
Adams: That’s right your new ring name for the time being is Dan “J” Murph, and since you too put on such a good show this week I think you both deserve a rewards. So next week, Blade “PB” Lavigne will tag with Dan “J” Murph in a tag team championship match against T-Dog and OBG. Because you know nothing goes better together than PB and J. You two work out your problems, I’m sure you have allot to talk about.
Daniel: Did he just sign a tag team championship match and form Dan Murph and Blade Lavigne as a tag team?
Max: PB &J baby!!!!!
Daniel: God help us.
We return to TNT with T-Dog and OBG sitting in Mike Adams office waiting for their boss to enter.
T-Dog: So... um, we're tag team Champions, that's kind of cool.
OBG: Yeah, I guess we should come up with a name or something.
T-Dog: Well we have similar letters in our names? Um, and I use to be undefeated?
OBG: Well I'm undefeated now.
T-Dog: Well...
Mike Adams walks into his room, and sits in his chair.
Adams: Boys, as you know you will be defending your title next week against PB & J, however you two don't have a team name.
T-Dog: We were just...
Adams: I won't hear any of it, after little to know consideration I've decided on your team name.
OBG: Oh and what's that?
Adams: Ok, brace yourself....
Wild Cherry Pepsi!
OBG and T-Dog: ......
Adam: Ok, we'll work on it.
Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is one that I never thought I would have the honor of calling ever again
Max: I thought we’d never see him back in WPW
Daniel: Up next, we see the WPW return of The Judge
Max: The first time we’ve seen him in over a year. And his first match back? Against the new Florida State Champion
Daniel: It’s going to be The One vs. The Judge, and it’s happening right now
The entire arena becomes dark.
“Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?”
Out from behind the curtain steps The One, with his newly won Florida Championship around his waist. He steps in between the ropes, climbs the turnbuckle, and takes the belt off his waist. He holds it up by a single strap, showing it to the entire crowd.
Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first: In the ring, from St. Paul, Minnesota, weighing in at 245 pounds… He is the new Florida State Champion… The One!
Daniel: The One, adding another championship to his already impressive resume
Max: Actually two, since he is now WPW’s first ever Triple Crown Champion
Daniel: Very true, but this match isn’t going to be about titles. This one is all about pride
Once again, the entire arena fades to play. A new song unfamiliar to the WPW audience begins to play. “I Hear Them Calling Me” by Kid Cudi can be heard, and a hush falls over the crowd. A yellow spotlight shines on the entrance ramp, and the man known to many as The Judge stands tall. The crowd roars at seeing Judge, who takes a second to let everything sink in. He finally makes his way into the ring, finally settling his eyes on The One.
Mina: And his opponent: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 233 pounds… please welcome back… The Judge!
Daniel: The roof has nearly exploded here tonight!
Max: I’ve seen it, and I still don’t believe it
Daniel: After a year and a half absence, The Judge is making his way back into a WPW ring
Max: Now the only question is, can he still handle himself in that ring?
The bell rings, yet neither man moves from his spot. One and Judge stare each other down, not moving a single muscle. After what feels like an eternity, the crowd slowly begins to rise with anticipation. One is the first to move, circling around Judge, who is quick to follow. Eye contact is never broken, with each man daring the other. One reaches his hand out, calling for a test of strength. Judge grabs the hand, yet the two remain in a stalemate. They both push the test away, and continue drilling holes into each other.
Daniel: I am so in awe of what we are witnessing right now, I'm almost speechless.
Max: They haven't done anything yet...
Daniel: That doesn't matter, Max. The reason I am so in awe right now, as I'm sure are many others out there, is because we are witnessing something I thought we would never see again. The Judge in a WPW ring.
Max: So what?
Daniel: So what? One of the biggest names in our companies history, a man who left so abruptly and looked like would never come back has returned and all you can say is so what?
Max: Yup.
One finally breaks the physical silence, and grabs Judge in a tie-up. One pushes Judge back, pressing him into the turnbuckle. One eventually releases the pressure, but Judge is quick to attack with a hard slap to the face.
Daniel: And The Judge slaps The One right across the face!
Max: That speechlessness of yours didn't last long.
The slap to the face is enough to wake up One, who shoves Judge back. Judge steps backwards, and chops One across the chest. One shoves Judge, getting more force behind him. Judge backs up, and once again the two men stare each other down.
One is on the attack, locking up with Judge in the center of the ring. After fighting for control, One pulls out on top with a standing headlock. Judge backs One into the ropes, and Irish whips him across the ring. One comes charging back, and knocks Judge down with a shoulder block. One continues to bounce off the ropes, and runs straight into a drop toehold from Judge. As soon as One makes it back to his feet, he gets chopped again.
Daniel: The Judge looking as though he hasn't missed a step in his absence.
Max: He definately hasn't shown any ring rust so far.
One grabs onto Judge, tying up with him yet again. One has control, and locks in a headlock. One continues to twist the arm around however, and ends up with an armbar on Judge. Judge reverses, and gets One’s arm trapped behind him. But One spins his body around, using his legs to take out the leg of Judge. He continues moving around the body, until he has Judge trapped in a front headlock. But Judge grabs the free arm, and reverses control, winding up with a hammerlock on the ground.
Daniel: The Judge said he'd be a little off his game in the new atmosphere of having so many people in attendance for one of his WPW matches...But it doesn't seem to have effected him so far.
Max: Give it time, it will.
Daniel: I'm not so sure about that, Max.
Judge twists the arm of One on the ground, but isn’t in a good enough position to keep One on the ground. One makes it back to his feet, and connects with an elbow to the side of the head. Judge doesn’t release the hold, so One hits a second elbow. After that fails to work as well, One backs into the corner, forcing Judge to break his lock. With his arms free, One hits a chop of his own to the chest of Judge.
Judge winces in pain, and One hits a chop again. This time, Judge grabs the head of One, and changes places with him. Judge then hits a chop, quickly turning the chest of One red. Judge hits another chop, with enough force to knock One off his feet and to the floor. Judge backs away, waiting for One to stand again.
Max: I wouldn't want to be either of these guys in the morning.
Daniel: I don't think I'd want to be either of them now, that looks like it hurts!
Max: It sounds like it hurts too!
The two men stare each other down once more, breathing a bit heavier than before. Each man teases a test of strength challenge, but that never goes beyond an outstretched hand. Eye contact is still never broken during this time. Eventually, One and Judge lock up, but One quickly hits a headlock takedown. One has Judge locked up, but Judge uses his legs to wrap around the head of One, who quickly breaks the hold, sending both men back to their feet, staring each other down.
Daniel: This whole encounter is like a really exciting game of chess. Each man trying to figure out the other before making his big move.
Max: Did you just use the words "exciting" and "chess" in the same sentence?
Both men appear ready to strike, but neither make the first move. The crowd continues to cheer in excitement, as the anticipation grows more and more. Judge moves first this time, looking for the lock-up with One. Both men tie up, but One brings his knee high into the chest of Judge. One then throws Judge into the turnbuckle, hitting him once again with hard chops. One then changes his game plan, and prepares to throw a giant right hand. But Judge ducks out of the way and out of the turnbuckle. One turns around just in time to get knocked down with a clothesline from Judge.
Daniel: Every move One attempts to make, The Judge seems to be able to just get there that split second before him.
Max: He's probably cheating.
Daniel: How on earth could he be cheating?
Max: Maybe he's been practising for the last year and a half!
Daniel: That isn't cheating, Max!
One gets back to his feet, and is grabbed by Judge. Judge backs One into the ropes, and hits an Irish whip. One counters, and sends Judge running across the ring instead. Judge comes charging back, and ducks the oncoming clothesline from One. One tries again once Judge makes his rebound, but Judge ducks once again. The third time Judge bounces off the ropes, One is ready with a spinning back elbow, taking Judge down to the mat.
One doesn’t allow Judge to get back to his feet, choosing instead to send a quick kick towards the ribs of Judge. Judge crawls his way into the corner, and makes it back to his feet. One is right there with him, and whips him across the ring. Judge hits the turnbuckle, and the force is enough to send him upside down and over to the outside of the ring.
Max: Now that is the work of a champion! Never let your opponent catch their breath!
Daniel: ...That was surpisingly insightful for you Max.
Max: I'm not just a pretty face Danno.
Daniel: You're not a pretty face, Max.
One crouches down, waiting for Judge to get back to his feet. Once Judge is standing once again, One bounces off the ropes, and dives to the outside, hitting Judge with a spear. The move takes both men down, but One is back to his feet much earlier. He picks Judge up off the ground, and tosses him into the ring.
Daniel: What a move from The One! You have to begin to wonder now if all that time out of the ring will now begin to take it's toll on The Judge!
Max: He said himself he's been practising his stroke!
Daniel: That doesn't matter, Max. You can practice all you like, but nothing prepares you for a match like this like performing in the ring on a daily basis.
One grabs the head of Judge, and drags him into the corner. One unloads with a series of chops and quick right hands. Judge begins to look helpless, and One whips him to the opposite side. Judge hits the turnbuckle with force again, rolling up and landing on his back. One then grabs Judge in a chinlock, using that pressure to make the cover.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: The One trying to get a pinfall there, but it seems The Judge still has some fight left in him after all this time.
Max: I can't see him lasting much longer out there, Max. I think he chose the wrong challenger for his first night back!
One helps Judge back to his feet, and just as quickly connects with right hand that knocks Judge a bit silly. One follows it up with another right hand, with enough force to send Judge into the ropes. Judge uses that momentum from bouncing off the ropes to hit a club to the head of One. One strikes with another blow, but Judge answers with another. The two men trade shot after shot with each other, until One gets the deciding blow that sends Judge into the corner. One hits an Irish whip, but Judge counters, sending One into the post. One hits his back hard, and once he steps away from the corner he gets knocked down with a clothesline by Judge. Judge makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: There's fight left in the dog yet. And he came very close to winning his return match there.
Max: Like I keep telling you, it's just a matter of time until he runs out of juice.
Both men struggle back to their feet, but One is able to hit a punch right into the stomach of the already standing Judge while still on his knees. Both men take a few more seconds to get back to their feet, but eventually do. One presses Judge into the ropes, then whips him across the ring. Judge ducks the oncoming clothesline, and grabs the arm of One, looking to hit a backslide pin. With their arms connected and backs together, both men struggle for power. One and Judge fight for control, with Judge getting the upper hand, finally connecting with the backslide pin.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: Another close two count there. The Judge is getting closer.
Max: Getting closer to his ultimate demise, I know!
Daniel: Why are you so against The Judge, Max?
Max: I'm not. I just don't think he has what it takes right now to last in this kind of match with this kind of opponent.
Both men make it back to their feet, but One recovers before Judge, and whips him into the corner. But Judge reverses, and sends One into the corner instead. After One hits the post, he walks right into a back body drop by Judge. One slowly comes back to his feet, but Judge charges shoulder first, sending One into the turnbuckle. With One hanging on the post, Judge climbs on top, and begins a very slow ten punch.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Five…
After the fifth punch, One grabs around the waist of Judge, and drops him with a reverse atomic drop. One then very quickly follows up with a schoolboy roll-up.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: Both men coming very close to winning this match in the last few moments, this match could easilly go either way!
Both men make their way back to their feet quickly, locking eyes yet again with one another. Judge grabs hold of the ropes for support, when One comes sprinting towards Judge. Judge bends down, and back body drops One out of the ring. One lands on his feet on the outside of the apron. Once Judge turns around, One latches onto the head, looking to drop him face first into the ropes. But Judge fights back, preventing One from finishing the drop. Instead, Judge locks One up in suplex position, and brings him back into the ring with a thunderous suplex. Judge makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Kickout!
Daniel: I thought he had it there!
Max: I didn't!
Daniel: Grow up, Max.
One makes it back to his feet first, and slowly backs into the turnbuckle, waiting for Judge to get back up fully as well. As Judge approaches, One hits a kick to the midsection. Judge backs up, and One presses him into the ropes for a whip. As Judge bounces off and comes back, One locks in a sleeper hold, stopping Judge dead in his tracks. One keeps the hold locked in tight, as Judge begins to fade, dropping to one knee. Judge then goes down to both knees, and looks lifeless. The referee begins to check by dropping the arm of Judge.
One! Judge is still lifeless
Two! One looks up, wanting to put Judge to sleep
Max: This is it, Danno! I told you so, I told you so!
Daniel: It's not over till the fat lady sings, Max! And I don't see your mom around here!
Max: Well...wait, what?
Three!
Before his arm drops for the third time, Judge begins to show signs of life. He shakes his arm, trying to build momentum. He begins to circle the ring, trying to break the hold of One. Judge finally makes a desperation move, diving himself into the corner. One’s head connects with the turnbuckle, dropping him back down to the mat. Judge crawls his way into the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Max: No way!
Kickout!
Daniel: The One kicks out at the very last second!
Max: The One won't lose this, trust me.
Both men are flat on their back, neither one moving a single inch. Judge makes his way up first, using the ropes to help himself up. After Judge grabs hold of the middle rope, One gets back onto both his knees. The two men make it back to standing at about the same time, and stare each other down once more. The crowd roars with excitement, as each man takes a turn challenging the other.
One charges Judge, locking up with him in the center of the ring. One pushes Judge into the ropes, hitting an Irish whip. Judge counters, and sends One flying in his place. As soon as One comes back to the center, Judge hits a knee to the stomach. Judge grabs the head of One, looking to hit the Judgment DDT.
Judge calls for the end, but One slips his way out of the move, and spins Judge back around. Judge is then lifted up, and draped over the shoulders of One for the God Like Drop. One hits the God Like Pose, but Judge slips out the back. Once One turns back around, Judge hits the Judgment DDT. Judge makes the cover.
Daniel: Judge his the Judgment DDT! This has to be it!!!
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner… The Judge!
Daniel: The Judge did it! He really did it! In his first match in well over a year The Judge has returned to defeat Florida State Champion, The One!
Max: I can't believe it.
Daniel: What a fantastic display from both competitors. I think we're going to have to take a commercial break to catch our breath! We'll be right back!
Before the break, the show cuts to Scorch backstage with The Stallion. Both men wear shirts for WPW Legacy, further showing that at WPW, we are all about original names. We swear we never even heard of WCW Greed. Stallion has Scorch backed into the corner and clearly looks determined to get an answer. The two are clearly in mid conversation. Though from the looks of things Stallion has been doing most of the talking to this point. Judging by the look on Scorch's face, Stallion appears to be holding some type of foreign object, though the camera is never able to catch it. Scorch finally is able to get Stallion to stop talking, demanding an answer and he tries to calm down the WPW Champion.
Scorch: Stallion, I know you are upset about this. Believe me, you have every right to be. But I did not attack you at the end of Greed and right now I do not know who did. However if you will let me, I would be happy to assist you in your quest to discover the culprit. You do not have to answer me right now, go ahead and take your time to think it over. For now we should probably go get ready for our match. I hope you have healed up after that assault, I want to face our Champion at his very best tonight. Oh and beware of Sal, Stallion, a man like that is always up to something.
Just like that Scorch is gone as Stallion is left standing there still without any answers as to what happened to him in the closing moments of WPW Greed.
The One sits alone in the locker room after his loss to The Judge. He sits with a towel on his head shaking head.
The One: No… What happened to you, where's the man I knew…. He can’t be gone.
Peter Paley walks in to the locker-room, and sees The One sitting all alone.
The One: Who am I anymore…
Peter Paley smiles, picks up a steel chair, and whacks The One right across the head. Laying him out cold.
Paley: Hey One, I know who I am, and I’m more than ready to Sell my Soul.
Daniel: Someone get help for The One, that was just wrong.
Max: I think we have found the first person to answer the challenge from The One.
Daniel: Loud and sickly clear.
*We have now received word the report on the finish to Killing Joke and Mykal Adams is actually false. It seems Killing Joke did indeed block an attempt at the Love, Gun, Stun, but then he kicked him in the face, hard, repeatedly and beat him with an Asswipe. After the match Killing Joke used Todd Franklin to further assault Mykal, in other words Mykal took two asswipes on the night. Sorry about the mistake on that one.
Daniel: Coming up next, it’s our main event, and what a match this promises to be.
Max: Yes, the uncontrollable vomiting that always follows a bout of Greed.
Daniel: That’s not quite what I meant, but it is true to say that Scorch has had a sick look on his face all week after his devastating loss to Killing Joke.
Max: And Stallion, despite retaining his title, has been dazed and confused all week after being attacked.
Daniel: Plus Gunnar Brian and Sal Karver threw up their chance of a world title last week, but they’ll still have ambitions in that direction, I’m quite sure. Here’s Mina to explain it all.
Mina Henderson commands everyone’s attention in a slinky long evening gown split to the thigh, which is exposed as she gets into the ring.
Mina: This next match is our featured contest of the evening and is between……approaching the ring at a weight of 239 lbs and hailing from Manchester, England, Gunnaaaaaaar Briaaaaaaaaan!!!!!!!!
Judas Priest’s ‘Devil’s Child’ hits the PA as Gunnar steps out onto the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos and chants of ‘ You got beat….You got beat!’
Gunnar’s mood is not as playful as usual and he proceeds straight to flipping off some particularly vocal guys near the railing. He walks straight down the centre of the ramp, avoiding contact with any fans and quickly gets in the ring, in no mood for celebration.
Mina: His tag team partner, weighing in at 240 lbs and hailing from Tinley Park, Illinois, Scoooooooooooorch!!!!!!
The music switches to Screeching Weasel’s Cool Kids and Scorch mirrors Gunnar’s entrance, flipping off a kid who thrusts a ‘The Joke just got funnier’ sign in his face as he stomps down the ramp to roll under the bottom rope then cross his arms in the corner, not acknowledging Gunnar Brian’s presence.
Mina: Their opponents, first, weighing in at 205lbs and hailing from St Louis Missouri, Saaaaaaaaaal Karveeeeeeeerrrrr!!!
Karver gets some applause as he appears to the sound of ‘Embrace’ by Mission: Black, the fans appreciating the effort he put in to Greed’s main event. He wears his trademark dark jacket and shades which protect his eyes from the strobes that pick him out for the crowd. He does his usual nonchalant walk to the ring, trying to disguise the hurt in losing the title match, but a few brave fans reach over far enough to clap him on the back. He gets in the ring and rather than do some cocky poses, he raises a hand to acknowledge the cheers.
Mina: His partner, weighing in at 215lbs and hailing from Dallas, Texas, he is the WPW World Champion, The Stalllllllllioooooonnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!
Reel Big Fish’s ‘Take On Me’ ratchets up the volume a little as the champ appears from behind the curtain. He peeks carefully at first, checking that there are no hidden ambushes, but on hearing the reassuring cheers of the crowd, raises his arms high and drinks in the support.
Daniel: Stallion appears to have made a good recovery from his brutal treatment at the end of Greed, but if you look closely, you can still see the stitches on his head where he was struck by a steel chair wielded by persons unknown.
Max: Persons unknown? Oh, come on Daniel. It’s obvious who has been targeting Stallion these past few weeks.
Daniel: And who would that be?
Max: The Dalai Lama.
Daniel: The Dalai……Max, are you off your mind?
Max: It’s always the person you least suspect, Daniel. You’ve been in this business long enough to know that.
Ding Ding
In the ring the match begins with a stare down. Scorch steps through the ropes to the outside but Gunnar Brian’s eyes bore into both Stallion and Sal Karver who stand together in their corner. Stallion indicates that he will start the match and Karver starts to exit but Brian waves a finger and points deliberately at Karver.
Referee Todd Franklin shrugs and indicates to Stallion that he should leave the ring for Karver and Brian to begin the match. Stallion and Karver exchange a look and comply with the request. Karver gets back through the ropes and almost immediately Brian directs a kick to his head. Karver shrugs this off and goes at Brian with a Double Leg Takedown. He throws an elbow but Brian rols away and the elbow strikes the mat.
Brian gets to his feet first and is ready in position with an Arm Drag as Karver comes back at him. Brian maintains the hold and picks Karver back up again with a wrist lock in place. Karver tries to roll through this but Brian keeps on the hold, so he rolls backwards and kips up, finally forcing a release. The crowd applauds this neat piece of work.
Daniel: Karver learned his craft at the feet of a master – his own father, Marvelous Michael Karver.
Max: What was so marvelous about him?
Daniel: A source of mystery to rank alongside who really shot JFK, how the pyramids were built and why Simon Cowell is still allowed to suck air.
Brian does some sarcastic applause but as soon as Karver’s eyes glance away, he comes at him with a European Uppercut, then a Double Underhook DDT. He rolls Karver over and hooks a leg.
1……………2.Karver gets a shoulder up fairly quickly so Brian lifts him and aims a strong lariat. Karver ducks, gets under Brian and drops him into a Facebuster.
Karver tags in Stallion who drops an elbow on the back of Brian’s neck before he rises then applies a Dragon Sleeper.
Daniel: Oooooh, this could be over before it even gets started.
Brian’s face starts to change colour but Scorch gets through the ropes and launches a springboard elbow drop, using the first rope. Todd Franklin immediately remonstrates with Scorch but he claims that he slipped while trying to lean over the top rope for a tag.
Stallion’s grip on Brian has loosened with the blow however and Brian manages to grab Stallion’s head and pull him over his shoulder.
Scorch exits the ring but his foot catches Stallion on the chin as he leaves. Franklin looks hard at Scorch but decides that this may have been an accident and lets it go. Brian gets in a Shining Wizard then legitimately tags Scorch in.
Daniel: Here comes the former WPW champion. I hear that Scorch is putting the finishing touches to his autobiography – The Three Second Sensation. How did he get that nickname, Max?
Max: Well, Scorch would have you believe that it’s the time he takes to gain a pinfall, but wiser heads believe it’s an admission of his premature ejaculation.
Daniel: That’s a bare-faced lie. Sophie Cassius is on record as indicating he lasts at least five seconds.
Max: Well, time keeper Art Putz is holding up six fingers so draw your own conclusions.
Daniel: Six fingers – on one hand! I’ve never noticed that before.
Max: Yeah, his wife, his sister and his aunt have the same problem.
Daniel: Four people in the same family? That’s a strange coincidence.
Max: No, just the two – Art plus his wife/sister/aunt. They’re a close family.
Scorch comes straight at Stallion with a Roundhouse Kick then whips him to the ropes and floors him with a trademark stiff clothesline.
Stallion gets straight back up but Scorch grabs him and throws a German Suplex into a Sideslam. He places a knee in Stallion’s back and pulls the leg and head together – Into The Flames.
Daniel: Oh, this can do some damage. Scorch has the upper hand here and it may bring a submission.
But Stallion is close enough for his fingertips to first brush, then grab the bottom rope and Todd Franklin calls for a release.
Scorch refuses initially, snarling at Franklin but he starts to count and Scorch is forced to release just before five.
Stallion scrambles to the corner and just tags Karver but Franklin misses this as Scorch pulls him round. Scorch pulls Stallion back and kicks him to sit at the opposite turnbuckle. Todd Franklin warns Sal Karver for attempting to enter the ring without a legitimate tag, despite Karver’s protests and again misses Gunnar Brian using a belt to hold Stallion’s throat tight against the corner. Scorch stomps away merrily until Franklin turns back. The belt is removed before any disqualification takes place and Scorch tags in Brian. Brian throws the struggling Stallion right back into the corner and goes to the top rope but Sal Karver agitates the rope, causing Brian to fall to the outside.
Daniel: There was some debate as to whether Stallion and Karver could work together but it certainly looks like Karver is playing his part here.
Brian lands on his feet but instead of getting back in the ring, runs at Karver and pulls his feet on the apron, causing his chin to rebound off the edge as he falls. Karver and Brian start a fist fight which pulls Todd Franklin over to try to separate them.
Meanwhile in the corner, Scorch is raking Stallion’s eyes then gets in the ring, picks him up and floors him with a 708 Reasons I Am Better Than You.
Daniel: That move was as strong as one of Mrs Justice’s Banana Daiquiris and just as illegal.
Max: Yeah, I’ve seen her make these – dips a banana in a bottle of bootleg rum. Throw away the banana and drink the rum. You’ve got a real catch there, Daniel.
Todd Franklin starts to count Gunnar Brian out which eventually causes him to break off the fight with Karver and re-enter the ring.
He sees Stallion flat on the mat where Scorch has left him and covers……
1……………….2………..Sal Karver gets in a kick breaking the count and Franklin pushes him back to the corner.
Gunnar Brian claps his hands to simulate a tag, then stretches Stallion out. Scorch takes the cue and goes for a top rope Firebomb, burying his elbow and knee in Stallion’s ribs.
Daniel: Aw! That’s gotta break a few ribs, surely.
Max: Yeah, I’ve seen the damage that can do when the opponent is standing, but on this occasion, Stallion is defenceless on the floor.
Scorch makes the cover and, when assured by Gunnar Brian that a legitimate tag had been made, starts to count.
1………….2………from somewhere, Stallion summons up enough strength to lift a shoulder and Franklin bounds up confirming a two count only.
Scorch pleads with Franklin that there was enough time for a three count but Franklin waves him away.
Scorch picks Stallion up in a Fireman’s Carry and tags Brian back in. He goes to the top rope and jumps, bringing his leg down in an Axe Kick on Stallion’s back. At the same time, Stallion falls backwards and Stallion’s head is driven into the mat.
Just before Brian or scorch can get to the cover, Sal Karver manages to stretch over and his fingertips brush Stallion’s shoulder. Franklin nods acceptance of the tag and Karver gets into the ring. He dodges a Clothesline from Scorch, then a Yakuza Kick from Brian, rebounds from the opposite rope and Bulldogs the pair of them to the mat. They both rise groggily before Karver gets in a ‘The Difference’ Impaler DDT on Scorch. He covers….
………………………………………
But no count comes.
Daniel: Brian is the legal man! Scorch tagged him in, so this pinfall is not relevant.
The delay gives Brian time to recover and target Karver with a kick to the head. Karver flies backwards and Scorch rolls out of the ring.
Brian lifts Karver and ends it with a Raven Colored Streak – a Cradle Piledriver.
1…………………2…………………3
Ding Ding
Mina: here are your winners – Gunnar Brian and Scooooooooor…..
Mina breaks off as Brian lifts Karver for a second Piledriver, but a recovered Stallion gets in the ring with a chair and threatens Brian. He drops Karver and grins widely at Stallion. Scorch gets back in the ring and looks to be aiming a kick at the back of Stallion’s knee. He whirls round and wields the chair in Scorch’s direction, but this allows Brian to get in a forearm to Stallion’s back. Stallion drops the chair and stumbles forward allowing Scorch to drop him with a Face Plant. Brian and Scorch both get in a few kicks until Sal Karver gets to his feet and picks up the dropped chair.
Brian and Scorch exit the ring and go up the ramp watched carefully by a groggy Karver as he helps Stallion to his feet.
Out of nowhere, Stallion grabs the chair back and cracks Karver square over the head.
The crowd noise dies as a clearly disgruntled Stallion removes his wrist bands and exits the ring, making his way backstage.
Daniel: Obvious Stallion is having issue with trust especially after last week.
The Lights suddenly go out. And the crowd starts buzzing much like at Greed.
Max: Well I think we all know what's going to happen to Stallion this week.
Daniel: I know.
The lights suddenly come on, and the Stallion is in a fighting stance but appears fine. He then looks at the title belt in shock.
Daniel: Someone taped something to the World title, but what does it say.
Max: What does it say!
The camera pans in on the title belt over Stallions shoulder. To pieces of masking tape are across the belt, with two words reading:
Be Jealous.
Daniel: Uh-oh, I think the title scene has just gotten a bit more...
Max: Marvelous!
Daniel: We'll see you next week folks and things become more clear!
The credits roll.
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Dark Matches: Scorch
Dan Murph vs Blade LaVigne: Mike Adams
The One vs The Judge: HBK619/DjM(Commentary)
Main Event: Ken
Segments: APG
Images: DjM
In our opening contest, the new WPW Tag Team Champions took on one of the top (billed) teams in WPW (this week). It was very clear in this one why T-Dog and OBG walked away with the Gold at Greed. (Mykal Adams attacking Flawless, and the whole two on one advantage over Trent). So they might look a little less impressive, but actually they clearly were the best team in this match. The duo easily handled the challenge of Baker and Hugo. Even though a win likely would have meant a future shot at the tag team titles, Hugo and Blake simply could not get along. Blake seemed upset when Brad kept making unwanted advances at Brooke, and we think at one point at Blake himself. Blake looked good in the match, but never could get control. A suplex, a neckbreaker, and some strikes were his only real offense, along with some nice counters. VHF showed his technical skills were still a bit crude, to the surprise of many. He seemed too focused on submissions that he telegraphed his attack. T-Dog and OBG won the match following a double team move they said will be known as, well I forget, but it looked like a falling clothesline by OBG into a backbreaker by T-Dog. Blake was not able to get up afterwards.
Franchise Players vs. Peter Paley/Lance Burkeheart
The Franchise Players of Joshua and Trent James should have had a big fight on their hands. They did, sort of. Lance started the match off against Joshua James, and each time he hit a punch, would show boat and lose the advantage. This happened with a hiptoss and a snapmare as well. Joshua tagged out to his brother who managed to show his ability to stay well groomed in battle. Lance again had a few chances to get his time the edge, but do match showing off cost him. When the James brothers took control, Paley called for the tag, but Lance tried to go it alone. Paley looked increasingly frustrated by his tag team partner and finally entered the ring and layed him out with the moonlight drive. He then made the cover much to the confusion of everyone. Joshua, perhaps due to being new or maybe he is the quirky one unbeknownst to us, did make a three count. Trent seemed unsure of what was happening. Paley then left Lance in the ring and the James brothers, realizing the match was on going picked him up and Joshua hit an assisted version of his Final Solution. After the match the two claimed to have no idea of any Nazi party, and gave a very nice angled wave to the crowd.
The Killing Joke vs. Mykal Adams
Mykal Adams had a rough start to this one. He tried to hit on a woman but she turned him down. It really shook his confidence as Killing Joke kept making crude remarks to throw him off his game. The fact she seemed to be wiling to hook up with random guys in the crowd also hurt his pride too. Oh and some moves from Killing Joke did not help matters much in this case. Adams eventually made a comeback, and almost won, but the Love, Gun, Stun was blocked. Eventually he countered a powerbomb into a victory roll for the two count, but the referee was bored so he gave Mykal the win anyway. Yeah, it happened just like that, totally legitimate. He clearly earned the win this week. It may have been the biggest win since his return to WPW.
Canadian Title Match
Castor Troy vs. Antonio De Luca
Shortly after the match began, Blade LaVigne came out to attack Troy, thinking Troy had stolen his “Canadia Tile”. Dan Murph joined in on the fun, laying out DeLuca with the Blackout, while Troy bailed out after exchanging blows with Blade. Dan tried to make a run at Blade, but he slid out of the ring at the last moment. The referee ruled the match a no contest, and at that point, well things seemed to go array. Men were hit with chair, DeLuca went through a table, and Blade kept escaping the grasp of Dan Murph. It seemed pretty clear in the end that the Canadian title division was going to be heating up. The Brawl finally came to an end as Troy was making his way up the ramp to the back, turned to go through the curtain and fell straight back like a sack of potatoes thanks to a brass knuckles shot by Peter Paley. Oh and after the attack, Paley noted “One Champ down, One to go.” Apparently he was not looking to join in on the Canadian title fun, but he just wanted to take out some frustrations. Trust us this will all make sense to you later on.
TJ James: Some of you expected the Marvelous TJ to belittle a dead woman tonight, and I'm afraid that I am far too good for such a display. You see, this is my time, and that time isn't for Mykal Adams. No, TJ James is meant for more than a tag team competitor. He's meant to run WPW. So I implore you to pay close attention to this slick, muscular body, because it doesn't only turn on your wives, it doesn't only make you spend hours wasting your time in the gym. No, this gift from God, this beautiful body will make you love me.
You love me don't you?
Pfft.
Be Jealous.
Tuesday Night Turmoil
September 9th, 2009
Edwards Hall
Miami, FL
The show opens with Carlos Gonzales standing in the middle of his WPW ring to a chorus of cheers.
Carlos Gonzales: Before I get to Mike Adams, I first like to tell you that since the WPW revamp, the product has come through a bit of rebirth, we have new Champions, new stars, and a new breath of fresh air for the future. With that, we move past Greed, and begin the trip towards WPW Legacy. Legacy will be a way to honor the past, and connection with our celebration of the future. With that said, I am proud to finally announce the WPW’s Hall of Fame 2009 will take place on September 1st, at WPW Legacy!
I would also like to announce that we already have a match signed for Legacy, and that will be the Florida State Champion, and all around Jackass, The One, defending the title for the first time ever in our signature match, Sell Your Soul. His opponents will be determined by a series of specialty matches through out TNT’s entering Legacy.
Now, back to more pressing issues. Adams, get you ass out here.
Adams music hits and he enters the ring, Carlos tells a ring manager to grab him a mic. Adams takes it from him and waits for his response.
Carlos: Adams you have left me and this company in a awkward position, while your booking skills have been a extremely large success, your personal conduct has lead to what could be the biggest lawsuits in years. HOWEVER, you told me in the back that you did nothing to that woman, and as a someone who has stayed with this company through the highs and the lows… I choose to believe you. You see, Brooke and Blake never had the best interest of WPW in their minds, they just want to take and take, and when things don’t go their way, they have a hissy fit, and put the company that made them into possible financial jeopardy. With that said, this company is for those who choose to stick with it through the thick and thin, those who stay for the love of this business, and not the sheer love for themselves. So Brooke Baker, I only have one thing to say to you…
Carlos points to the back.
There is the door, get the hell out!
Adams: And take your mediocre brother with you!
Carlos: With that said, Mr. Adams I leave you to your show, and to WPW, I’ll see you at Legacy.
Daniel: What a way to kick things off tonight
Max: I love Mike Adams in control. After every Pay Per View, he fires two people!
Daniel: We are hot off WPW Greed, and what a show we have lined up for everybody tonight
Max: No time for a rundown, let's make it all happen!
Daniel: Well here we go with our opening bout tonight. We've got Dan Murph, recovering alcoholic going up against...
Max: Hold on Daniel! What about the contest?
Daniel: ......fine. There was also a contest set forth by Commissioner Adamd this week about what the "PB" in Dan's opponent tongiht, Blade Lavigne, could have possibly meant.
Max: And so I'll be completely ignoring the match and reading out suggestions all match!
Daniel: Oh lord...why can't I be more like Joey Styles sometimes?
Mina: Here we go with our opening bout for Tuesday Night Turmoil! First coming down the aisle, he is Blade uhhhhh PB Lavigne!!
"Bleed For Me" plays but as soon as Blade walks through the curtain Dan Murph assaults him from behind with a clothesline. Blade tries to fight off Dan but Dan spins him around and locks in the Black Death. Blade is trashing about trying everything to evade Dan's grip...but Murph seems enraged with a faraway look in his eye.
Daniel: Well.....this was certainly unexpected.....
Max: Pik-a-nik Basket!
Daniel: Max, are you even watching this? Dan has clearly lost it.
Max: Pumpernickle Bread!
Mina exits the ring very quickly as Dan is now dragging Blade to the ring while still locked in the cobra clutch. Dan picks Blade up and swings him into the ring, as the bell rings.
Daniel: My god, they are still starting this match?
Max: Peanut brittle!! Punk band!!
Daniel: Max, can you please do your job here for a second, Blade looks in bad shape here.
Dan climbs into the ring and starts stomping away at Blade who appears to be completely out of it. Dan picks up Blade and throws him into the turnbuckle. Dan charges into the turnbuckle as Blade slumps down inadvertently making Dan smash his head against the turnbuckle post as Dan was going for a huge crushing splash.
Daniel: Wow, Blade caught a lucky break there, really. Didn't he Max?
Max: Poor basterd! Placenta blood!
Daniel: Maybe Blade will be able to...placenta blood, really? Anyway, maybe Blade will be able to at least escape with his health here now that Dan seems to be stunned a bit.
Dan reels backwards a bit and he can see that there's a tiny cut open on his forehead. Dan is checking his own blood and seems enraged by this. Blade sees this as an opportunity and gets up as quick as he can and charges at Dan with a full head of steam, but Dan is too quick and slams him down with a lightning fast powerslam.
Daniel: Ooh that one has to hurt, I think even the ref felt that one.
Max: Lead!
Daniel: Wait...lead? Oh...it seems we have a chemist in our audience. Well Blade sure seems like a lead weight right now as he is barely moving. Apologies for the lame segway folks, my broadcast partner isn't giving me much to work with tonight.
Dan climbs on top of Blade and uses his knees and presses them against the shoulderblades of Blade and starts raining down fists opening Blade up.
Max: Pretty boy!
Daniel: He ain't gonna be pretty no more if Dan keeps hammering him like this.
Dan just keeps punching and punching Blade until Blade's face is a crimson mask. Dan looks down at his fallen opponent and take Blade's blood and smears it across his own face almost like a war paint. Dan starts laughing and raises his fists in the sky as the ref sees this as a perfect opportunity to count the pin. He fast counts and quickly declares Murph as the winner.
Max: Puny body! Punky Brewster! Paul Bunyan! Popeye's biscuits!
Daniel: Well mercifully this is over, though to be fair Dan blindsided Blade and never gave him a chance to fight back.
As soon as the ref holds Dan hand up and tries to get him off of Blade. Dan looks wildeyed and starts headbutting Blade with his blood-soaked face. Dan then just starts beating Blade harder and faster. The ref is trying to pull Dan off but Dan merely turns and clocks the ref too. The ref tells Mina to reverse the decision.
Mina: Here is your winner by disqualification, Blade "PB" Lavigne!!!
Daniel: Well that's really Dan's own damn fault! Someone stop him!
Max: Pinstriped bottom! Prissy britches!
Dan gets even angrier with the announcement and picks up Blade and gives him a huge Cyclone, then looks to start mounting punches again.
Adams: You stop that right now Murph! I will fire your ass right now!
Murph stops assaulting Blade, and Blade just lays there in his own blood.
Adams: That’s a good Dan “J” Murph.
Murph and everyone looks on confused for a moment.
Max: What’s with Adams giving everyone middle entails? What next Stal “E” ion or something?
Adams: That’s right your new ring name for the time being is Dan “J” Murph, and since you too put on such a good show this week I think you both deserve a rewards. So next week, Blade “PB” Lavigne will tag with Dan “J” Murph in a tag team championship match against T-Dog and OBG. Because you know nothing goes better together than PB and J. You two work out your problems, I’m sure you have allot to talk about.
Daniel: Did he just sign a tag team championship match and form Dan Murph and Blade Lavigne as a tag team?
Max: PB &J baby!!!!!
Daniel: God help us.
We return to TNT with T-Dog and OBG sitting in Mike Adams office waiting for their boss to enter.
T-Dog: So... um, we're tag team Champions, that's kind of cool.
OBG: Yeah, I guess we should come up with a name or something.
T-Dog: Well we have similar letters in our names? Um, and I use to be undefeated?
OBG: Well I'm undefeated now.
T-Dog: Well...
Mike Adams walks into his room, and sits in his chair.
Adams: Boys, as you know you will be defending your title next week against PB & J, however you two don't have a team name.
T-Dog: We were just...
Adams: I won't hear any of it, after little to know consideration I've decided on your team name.
OBG: Oh and what's that?
Adams: Ok, brace yourself....
Wild Cherry Pepsi!
OBG and T-Dog: ......
Adam: Ok, we'll work on it.
Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is one that I never thought I would have the honor of calling ever again
Max: I thought we’d never see him back in WPW
Daniel: Up next, we see the WPW return of The Judge
Max: The first time we’ve seen him in over a year. And his first match back? Against the new Florida State Champion
Daniel: It’s going to be The One vs. The Judge, and it’s happening right now
The entire arena becomes dark.
“Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?”
Out from behind the curtain steps The One, with his newly won Florida Championship around his waist. He steps in between the ropes, climbs the turnbuckle, and takes the belt off his waist. He holds it up by a single strap, showing it to the entire crowd.
Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first: In the ring, from St. Paul, Minnesota, weighing in at 245 pounds… He is the new Florida State Champion… The One!
Daniel: The One, adding another championship to his already impressive resume
Max: Actually two, since he is now WPW’s first ever Triple Crown Champion
Daniel: Very true, but this match isn’t going to be about titles. This one is all about pride
Once again, the entire arena fades to play. A new song unfamiliar to the WPW audience begins to play. “I Hear Them Calling Me” by Kid Cudi can be heard, and a hush falls over the crowd. A yellow spotlight shines on the entrance ramp, and the man known to many as The Judge stands tall. The crowd roars at seeing Judge, who takes a second to let everything sink in. He finally makes his way into the ring, finally settling his eyes on The One.
Mina: And his opponent: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 233 pounds… please welcome back… The Judge!
Daniel: The roof has nearly exploded here tonight!
Max: I’ve seen it, and I still don’t believe it
Daniel: After a year and a half absence, The Judge is making his way back into a WPW ring
Max: Now the only question is, can he still handle himself in that ring?
The bell rings, yet neither man moves from his spot. One and Judge stare each other down, not moving a single muscle. After what feels like an eternity, the crowd slowly begins to rise with anticipation. One is the first to move, circling around Judge, who is quick to follow. Eye contact is never broken, with each man daring the other. One reaches his hand out, calling for a test of strength. Judge grabs the hand, yet the two remain in a stalemate. They both push the test away, and continue drilling holes into each other.
Daniel: I am so in awe of what we are witnessing right now, I'm almost speechless.
Max: They haven't done anything yet...
Daniel: That doesn't matter, Max. The reason I am so in awe right now, as I'm sure are many others out there, is because we are witnessing something I thought we would never see again. The Judge in a WPW ring.
Max: So what?
Daniel: So what? One of the biggest names in our companies history, a man who left so abruptly and looked like would never come back has returned and all you can say is so what?
Max: Yup.
One finally breaks the physical silence, and grabs Judge in a tie-up. One pushes Judge back, pressing him into the turnbuckle. One eventually releases the pressure, but Judge is quick to attack with a hard slap to the face.
Daniel: And The Judge slaps The One right across the face!
Max: That speechlessness of yours didn't last long.
The slap to the face is enough to wake up One, who shoves Judge back. Judge steps backwards, and chops One across the chest. One shoves Judge, getting more force behind him. Judge backs up, and once again the two men stare each other down.
One is on the attack, locking up with Judge in the center of the ring. After fighting for control, One pulls out on top with a standing headlock. Judge backs One into the ropes, and Irish whips him across the ring. One comes charging back, and knocks Judge down with a shoulder block. One continues to bounce off the ropes, and runs straight into a drop toehold from Judge. As soon as One makes it back to his feet, he gets chopped again.
Daniel: The Judge looking as though he hasn't missed a step in his absence.
Max: He definately hasn't shown any ring rust so far.
One grabs onto Judge, tying up with him yet again. One has control, and locks in a headlock. One continues to twist the arm around however, and ends up with an armbar on Judge. Judge reverses, and gets One’s arm trapped behind him. But One spins his body around, using his legs to take out the leg of Judge. He continues moving around the body, until he has Judge trapped in a front headlock. But Judge grabs the free arm, and reverses control, winding up with a hammerlock on the ground.
Daniel: The Judge said he'd be a little off his game in the new atmosphere of having so many people in attendance for one of his WPW matches...But it doesn't seem to have effected him so far.
Max: Give it time, it will.
Daniel: I'm not so sure about that, Max.
Judge twists the arm of One on the ground, but isn’t in a good enough position to keep One on the ground. One makes it back to his feet, and connects with an elbow to the side of the head. Judge doesn’t release the hold, so One hits a second elbow. After that fails to work as well, One backs into the corner, forcing Judge to break his lock. With his arms free, One hits a chop of his own to the chest of Judge.
Judge winces in pain, and One hits a chop again. This time, Judge grabs the head of One, and changes places with him. Judge then hits a chop, quickly turning the chest of One red. Judge hits another chop, with enough force to knock One off his feet and to the floor. Judge backs away, waiting for One to stand again.
Max: I wouldn't want to be either of these guys in the morning.
Daniel: I don't think I'd want to be either of them now, that looks like it hurts!
Max: It sounds like it hurts too!
The two men stare each other down once more, breathing a bit heavier than before. Each man teases a test of strength challenge, but that never goes beyond an outstretched hand. Eye contact is still never broken during this time. Eventually, One and Judge lock up, but One quickly hits a headlock takedown. One has Judge locked up, but Judge uses his legs to wrap around the head of One, who quickly breaks the hold, sending both men back to their feet, staring each other down.
Daniel: This whole encounter is like a really exciting game of chess. Each man trying to figure out the other before making his big move.
Max: Did you just use the words "exciting" and "chess" in the same sentence?
Both men appear ready to strike, but neither make the first move. The crowd continues to cheer in excitement, as the anticipation grows more and more. Judge moves first this time, looking for the lock-up with One. Both men tie up, but One brings his knee high into the chest of Judge. One then throws Judge into the turnbuckle, hitting him once again with hard chops. One then changes his game plan, and prepares to throw a giant right hand. But Judge ducks out of the way and out of the turnbuckle. One turns around just in time to get knocked down with a clothesline from Judge.
Daniel: Every move One attempts to make, The Judge seems to be able to just get there that split second before him.
Max: He's probably cheating.
Daniel: How on earth could he be cheating?
Max: Maybe he's been practising for the last year and a half!
Daniel: That isn't cheating, Max!
One gets back to his feet, and is grabbed by Judge. Judge backs One into the ropes, and hits an Irish whip. One counters, and sends Judge running across the ring instead. Judge comes charging back, and ducks the oncoming clothesline from One. One tries again once Judge makes his rebound, but Judge ducks once again. The third time Judge bounces off the ropes, One is ready with a spinning back elbow, taking Judge down to the mat.
One doesn’t allow Judge to get back to his feet, choosing instead to send a quick kick towards the ribs of Judge. Judge crawls his way into the corner, and makes it back to his feet. One is right there with him, and whips him across the ring. Judge hits the turnbuckle, and the force is enough to send him upside down and over to the outside of the ring.
Max: Now that is the work of a champion! Never let your opponent catch their breath!
Daniel: ...That was surpisingly insightful for you Max.
Max: I'm not just a pretty face Danno.
Daniel: You're not a pretty face, Max.
One crouches down, waiting for Judge to get back to his feet. Once Judge is standing once again, One bounces off the ropes, and dives to the outside, hitting Judge with a spear. The move takes both men down, but One is back to his feet much earlier. He picks Judge up off the ground, and tosses him into the ring.
Daniel: What a move from The One! You have to begin to wonder now if all that time out of the ring will now begin to take it's toll on The Judge!
Max: He said himself he's been practising his stroke!
Daniel: That doesn't matter, Max. You can practice all you like, but nothing prepares you for a match like this like performing in the ring on a daily basis.
One grabs the head of Judge, and drags him into the corner. One unloads with a series of chops and quick right hands. Judge begins to look helpless, and One whips him to the opposite side. Judge hits the turnbuckle with force again, rolling up and landing on his back. One then grabs Judge in a chinlock, using that pressure to make the cover.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: The One trying to get a pinfall there, but it seems The Judge still has some fight left in him after all this time.
Max: I can't see him lasting much longer out there, Max. I think he chose the wrong challenger for his first night back!
One helps Judge back to his feet, and just as quickly connects with right hand that knocks Judge a bit silly. One follows it up with another right hand, with enough force to send Judge into the ropes. Judge uses that momentum from bouncing off the ropes to hit a club to the head of One. One strikes with another blow, but Judge answers with another. The two men trade shot after shot with each other, until One gets the deciding blow that sends Judge into the corner. One hits an Irish whip, but Judge counters, sending One into the post. One hits his back hard, and once he steps away from the corner he gets knocked down with a clothesline by Judge. Judge makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: There's fight left in the dog yet. And he came very close to winning his return match there.
Max: Like I keep telling you, it's just a matter of time until he runs out of juice.
Both men struggle back to their feet, but One is able to hit a punch right into the stomach of the already standing Judge while still on his knees. Both men take a few more seconds to get back to their feet, but eventually do. One presses Judge into the ropes, then whips him across the ring. Judge ducks the oncoming clothesline, and grabs the arm of One, looking to hit a backslide pin. With their arms connected and backs together, both men struggle for power. One and Judge fight for control, with Judge getting the upper hand, finally connecting with the backslide pin.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: Another close two count there. The Judge is getting closer.
Max: Getting closer to his ultimate demise, I know!
Daniel: Why are you so against The Judge, Max?
Max: I'm not. I just don't think he has what it takes right now to last in this kind of match with this kind of opponent.
Both men make it back to their feet, but One recovers before Judge, and whips him into the corner. But Judge reverses, and sends One into the corner instead. After One hits the post, he walks right into a back body drop by Judge. One slowly comes back to his feet, but Judge charges shoulder first, sending One into the turnbuckle. With One hanging on the post, Judge climbs on top, and begins a very slow ten punch.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Five…
After the fifth punch, One grabs around the waist of Judge, and drops him with a reverse atomic drop. One then very quickly follows up with a schoolboy roll-up.
One…
Two…
Three… Kickout!
Daniel: Both men coming very close to winning this match in the last few moments, this match could easilly go either way!
Both men make their way back to their feet quickly, locking eyes yet again with one another. Judge grabs hold of the ropes for support, when One comes sprinting towards Judge. Judge bends down, and back body drops One out of the ring. One lands on his feet on the outside of the apron. Once Judge turns around, One latches onto the head, looking to drop him face first into the ropes. But Judge fights back, preventing One from finishing the drop. Instead, Judge locks One up in suplex position, and brings him back into the ring with a thunderous suplex. Judge makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Kickout!
Daniel: I thought he had it there!
Max: I didn't!
Daniel: Grow up, Max.
One makes it back to his feet first, and slowly backs into the turnbuckle, waiting for Judge to get back up fully as well. As Judge approaches, One hits a kick to the midsection. Judge backs up, and One presses him into the ropes for a whip. As Judge bounces off and comes back, One locks in a sleeper hold, stopping Judge dead in his tracks. One keeps the hold locked in tight, as Judge begins to fade, dropping to one knee. Judge then goes down to both knees, and looks lifeless. The referee begins to check by dropping the arm of Judge.
One! Judge is still lifeless
Two! One looks up, wanting to put Judge to sleep
Max: This is it, Danno! I told you so, I told you so!
Daniel: It's not over till the fat lady sings, Max! And I don't see your mom around here!
Max: Well...wait, what?
Three!
Before his arm drops for the third time, Judge begins to show signs of life. He shakes his arm, trying to build momentum. He begins to circle the ring, trying to break the hold of One. Judge finally makes a desperation move, diving himself into the corner. One’s head connects with the turnbuckle, dropping him back down to the mat. Judge crawls his way into the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Max: No way!
Kickout!
Daniel: The One kicks out at the very last second!
Max: The One won't lose this, trust me.
Both men are flat on their back, neither one moving a single inch. Judge makes his way up first, using the ropes to help himself up. After Judge grabs hold of the middle rope, One gets back onto both his knees. The two men make it back to standing at about the same time, and stare each other down once more. The crowd roars with excitement, as each man takes a turn challenging the other.
One charges Judge, locking up with him in the center of the ring. One pushes Judge into the ropes, hitting an Irish whip. Judge counters, and sends One flying in his place. As soon as One comes back to the center, Judge hits a knee to the stomach. Judge grabs the head of One, looking to hit the Judgment DDT.
Judge calls for the end, but One slips his way out of the move, and spins Judge back around. Judge is then lifted up, and draped over the shoulders of One for the God Like Drop. One hits the God Like Pose, but Judge slips out the back. Once One turns back around, Judge hits the Judgment DDT. Judge makes the cover.
Daniel: Judge his the Judgment DDT! This has to be it!!!
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner… The Judge!
Daniel: The Judge did it! He really did it! In his first match in well over a year The Judge has returned to defeat Florida State Champion, The One!
Max: I can't believe it.
Daniel: What a fantastic display from both competitors. I think we're going to have to take a commercial break to catch our breath! We'll be right back!
Before the break, the show cuts to Scorch backstage with The Stallion. Both men wear shirts for WPW Legacy, further showing that at WPW, we are all about original names. We swear we never even heard of WCW Greed. Stallion has Scorch backed into the corner and clearly looks determined to get an answer. The two are clearly in mid conversation. Though from the looks of things Stallion has been doing most of the talking to this point. Judging by the look on Scorch's face, Stallion appears to be holding some type of foreign object, though the camera is never able to catch it. Scorch finally is able to get Stallion to stop talking, demanding an answer and he tries to calm down the WPW Champion.
Scorch: Stallion, I know you are upset about this. Believe me, you have every right to be. But I did not attack you at the end of Greed and right now I do not know who did. However if you will let me, I would be happy to assist you in your quest to discover the culprit. You do not have to answer me right now, go ahead and take your time to think it over. For now we should probably go get ready for our match. I hope you have healed up after that assault, I want to face our Champion at his very best tonight. Oh and beware of Sal, Stallion, a man like that is always up to something.
Just like that Scorch is gone as Stallion is left standing there still without any answers as to what happened to him in the closing moments of WPW Greed.
The One sits alone in the locker room after his loss to The Judge. He sits with a towel on his head shaking head.
The One: No… What happened to you, where's the man I knew…. He can’t be gone.
Peter Paley walks in to the locker-room, and sees The One sitting all alone.
The One: Who am I anymore…
Peter Paley smiles, picks up a steel chair, and whacks The One right across the head. Laying him out cold.
Paley: Hey One, I know who I am, and I’m more than ready to Sell my Soul.
Daniel: Someone get help for The One, that was just wrong.
Max: I think we have found the first person to answer the challenge from The One.
Daniel: Loud and sickly clear.
*We have now received word the report on the finish to Killing Joke and Mykal Adams is actually false. It seems Killing Joke did indeed block an attempt at the Love, Gun, Stun, but then he kicked him in the face, hard, repeatedly and beat him with an Asswipe. After the match Killing Joke used Todd Franklin to further assault Mykal, in other words Mykal took two asswipes on the night. Sorry about the mistake on that one.
Daniel: Coming up next, it’s our main event, and what a match this promises to be.
Max: Yes, the uncontrollable vomiting that always follows a bout of Greed.
Daniel: That’s not quite what I meant, but it is true to say that Scorch has had a sick look on his face all week after his devastating loss to Killing Joke.
Max: And Stallion, despite retaining his title, has been dazed and confused all week after being attacked.
Daniel: Plus Gunnar Brian and Sal Karver threw up their chance of a world title last week, but they’ll still have ambitions in that direction, I’m quite sure. Here’s Mina to explain it all.
Mina Henderson commands everyone’s attention in a slinky long evening gown split to the thigh, which is exposed as she gets into the ring.
Mina: This next match is our featured contest of the evening and is between……approaching the ring at a weight of 239 lbs and hailing from Manchester, England, Gunnaaaaaaar Briaaaaaaaaan!!!!!!!!
Judas Priest’s ‘Devil’s Child’ hits the PA as Gunnar steps out onto the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos and chants of ‘ You got beat….You got beat!’
Gunnar’s mood is not as playful as usual and he proceeds straight to flipping off some particularly vocal guys near the railing. He walks straight down the centre of the ramp, avoiding contact with any fans and quickly gets in the ring, in no mood for celebration.
Mina: His tag team partner, weighing in at 240 lbs and hailing from Tinley Park, Illinois, Scoooooooooooorch!!!!!!
The music switches to Screeching Weasel’s Cool Kids and Scorch mirrors Gunnar’s entrance, flipping off a kid who thrusts a ‘The Joke just got funnier’ sign in his face as he stomps down the ramp to roll under the bottom rope then cross his arms in the corner, not acknowledging Gunnar Brian’s presence.
Mina: Their opponents, first, weighing in at 205lbs and hailing from St Louis Missouri, Saaaaaaaaaal Karveeeeeeeerrrrr!!!
Karver gets some applause as he appears to the sound of ‘Embrace’ by Mission: Black, the fans appreciating the effort he put in to Greed’s main event. He wears his trademark dark jacket and shades which protect his eyes from the strobes that pick him out for the crowd. He does his usual nonchalant walk to the ring, trying to disguise the hurt in losing the title match, but a few brave fans reach over far enough to clap him on the back. He gets in the ring and rather than do some cocky poses, he raises a hand to acknowledge the cheers.
Mina: His partner, weighing in at 215lbs and hailing from Dallas, Texas, he is the WPW World Champion, The Stalllllllllioooooonnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!
Reel Big Fish’s ‘Take On Me’ ratchets up the volume a little as the champ appears from behind the curtain. He peeks carefully at first, checking that there are no hidden ambushes, but on hearing the reassuring cheers of the crowd, raises his arms high and drinks in the support.
Daniel: Stallion appears to have made a good recovery from his brutal treatment at the end of Greed, but if you look closely, you can still see the stitches on his head where he was struck by a steel chair wielded by persons unknown.
Max: Persons unknown? Oh, come on Daniel. It’s obvious who has been targeting Stallion these past few weeks.
Daniel: And who would that be?
Max: The Dalai Lama.
Daniel: The Dalai……Max, are you off your mind?
Max: It’s always the person you least suspect, Daniel. You’ve been in this business long enough to know that.
Ding Ding
In the ring the match begins with a stare down. Scorch steps through the ropes to the outside but Gunnar Brian’s eyes bore into both Stallion and Sal Karver who stand together in their corner. Stallion indicates that he will start the match and Karver starts to exit but Brian waves a finger and points deliberately at Karver.
Referee Todd Franklin shrugs and indicates to Stallion that he should leave the ring for Karver and Brian to begin the match. Stallion and Karver exchange a look and comply with the request. Karver gets back through the ropes and almost immediately Brian directs a kick to his head. Karver shrugs this off and goes at Brian with a Double Leg Takedown. He throws an elbow but Brian rols away and the elbow strikes the mat.
Brian gets to his feet first and is ready in position with an Arm Drag as Karver comes back at him. Brian maintains the hold and picks Karver back up again with a wrist lock in place. Karver tries to roll through this but Brian keeps on the hold, so he rolls backwards and kips up, finally forcing a release. The crowd applauds this neat piece of work.
Daniel: Karver learned his craft at the feet of a master – his own father, Marvelous Michael Karver.
Max: What was so marvelous about him?
Daniel: A source of mystery to rank alongside who really shot JFK, how the pyramids were built and why Simon Cowell is still allowed to suck air.
Brian does some sarcastic applause but as soon as Karver’s eyes glance away, he comes at him with a European Uppercut, then a Double Underhook DDT. He rolls Karver over and hooks a leg.
1……………2.Karver gets a shoulder up fairly quickly so Brian lifts him and aims a strong lariat. Karver ducks, gets under Brian and drops him into a Facebuster.
Karver tags in Stallion who drops an elbow on the back of Brian’s neck before he rises then applies a Dragon Sleeper.
Daniel: Oooooh, this could be over before it even gets started.
Brian’s face starts to change colour but Scorch gets through the ropes and launches a springboard elbow drop, using the first rope. Todd Franklin immediately remonstrates with Scorch but he claims that he slipped while trying to lean over the top rope for a tag.
Stallion’s grip on Brian has loosened with the blow however and Brian manages to grab Stallion’s head and pull him over his shoulder.
Scorch exits the ring but his foot catches Stallion on the chin as he leaves. Franklin looks hard at Scorch but decides that this may have been an accident and lets it go. Brian gets in a Shining Wizard then legitimately tags Scorch in.
Daniel: Here comes the former WPW champion. I hear that Scorch is putting the finishing touches to his autobiography – The Three Second Sensation. How did he get that nickname, Max?
Max: Well, Scorch would have you believe that it’s the time he takes to gain a pinfall, but wiser heads believe it’s an admission of his premature ejaculation.
Daniel: That’s a bare-faced lie. Sophie Cassius is on record as indicating he lasts at least five seconds.
Max: Well, time keeper Art Putz is holding up six fingers so draw your own conclusions.
Daniel: Six fingers – on one hand! I’ve never noticed that before.
Max: Yeah, his wife, his sister and his aunt have the same problem.
Daniel: Four people in the same family? That’s a strange coincidence.
Max: No, just the two – Art plus his wife/sister/aunt. They’re a close family.
Scorch comes straight at Stallion with a Roundhouse Kick then whips him to the ropes and floors him with a trademark stiff clothesline.
Stallion gets straight back up but Scorch grabs him and throws a German Suplex into a Sideslam. He places a knee in Stallion’s back and pulls the leg and head together – Into The Flames.
Daniel: Oh, this can do some damage. Scorch has the upper hand here and it may bring a submission.
But Stallion is close enough for his fingertips to first brush, then grab the bottom rope and Todd Franklin calls for a release.
Scorch refuses initially, snarling at Franklin but he starts to count and Scorch is forced to release just before five.
Stallion scrambles to the corner and just tags Karver but Franklin misses this as Scorch pulls him round. Scorch pulls Stallion back and kicks him to sit at the opposite turnbuckle. Todd Franklin warns Sal Karver for attempting to enter the ring without a legitimate tag, despite Karver’s protests and again misses Gunnar Brian using a belt to hold Stallion’s throat tight against the corner. Scorch stomps away merrily until Franklin turns back. The belt is removed before any disqualification takes place and Scorch tags in Brian. Brian throws the struggling Stallion right back into the corner and goes to the top rope but Sal Karver agitates the rope, causing Brian to fall to the outside.
Daniel: There was some debate as to whether Stallion and Karver could work together but it certainly looks like Karver is playing his part here.
Brian lands on his feet but instead of getting back in the ring, runs at Karver and pulls his feet on the apron, causing his chin to rebound off the edge as he falls. Karver and Brian start a fist fight which pulls Todd Franklin over to try to separate them.
Meanwhile in the corner, Scorch is raking Stallion’s eyes then gets in the ring, picks him up and floors him with a 708 Reasons I Am Better Than You.
Daniel: That move was as strong as one of Mrs Justice’s Banana Daiquiris and just as illegal.
Max: Yeah, I’ve seen her make these – dips a banana in a bottle of bootleg rum. Throw away the banana and drink the rum. You’ve got a real catch there, Daniel.
Todd Franklin starts to count Gunnar Brian out which eventually causes him to break off the fight with Karver and re-enter the ring.
He sees Stallion flat on the mat where Scorch has left him and covers……
1……………….2………..Sal Karver gets in a kick breaking the count and Franklin pushes him back to the corner.
Gunnar Brian claps his hands to simulate a tag, then stretches Stallion out. Scorch takes the cue and goes for a top rope Firebomb, burying his elbow and knee in Stallion’s ribs.
Daniel: Aw! That’s gotta break a few ribs, surely.
Max: Yeah, I’ve seen the damage that can do when the opponent is standing, but on this occasion, Stallion is defenceless on the floor.
Scorch makes the cover and, when assured by Gunnar Brian that a legitimate tag had been made, starts to count.
1………….2………from somewhere, Stallion summons up enough strength to lift a shoulder and Franklin bounds up confirming a two count only.
Scorch pleads with Franklin that there was enough time for a three count but Franklin waves him away.
Scorch picks Stallion up in a Fireman’s Carry and tags Brian back in. He goes to the top rope and jumps, bringing his leg down in an Axe Kick on Stallion’s back. At the same time, Stallion falls backwards and Stallion’s head is driven into the mat.
Just before Brian or scorch can get to the cover, Sal Karver manages to stretch over and his fingertips brush Stallion’s shoulder. Franklin nods acceptance of the tag and Karver gets into the ring. He dodges a Clothesline from Scorch, then a Yakuza Kick from Brian, rebounds from the opposite rope and Bulldogs the pair of them to the mat. They both rise groggily before Karver gets in a ‘The Difference’ Impaler DDT on Scorch. He covers….
………………………………………
But no count comes.
Daniel: Brian is the legal man! Scorch tagged him in, so this pinfall is not relevant.
The delay gives Brian time to recover and target Karver with a kick to the head. Karver flies backwards and Scorch rolls out of the ring.
Brian lifts Karver and ends it with a Raven Colored Streak – a Cradle Piledriver.
1…………………2…………………3
Ding Ding
Mina: here are your winners – Gunnar Brian and Scooooooooor…..
Mina breaks off as Brian lifts Karver for a second Piledriver, but a recovered Stallion gets in the ring with a chair and threatens Brian. He drops Karver and grins widely at Stallion. Scorch gets back in the ring and looks to be aiming a kick at the back of Stallion’s knee. He whirls round and wields the chair in Scorch’s direction, but this allows Brian to get in a forearm to Stallion’s back. Stallion drops the chair and stumbles forward allowing Scorch to drop him with a Face Plant. Brian and Scorch both get in a few kicks until Sal Karver gets to his feet and picks up the dropped chair.
Brian and Scorch exit the ring and go up the ramp watched carefully by a groggy Karver as he helps Stallion to his feet.
Out of nowhere, Stallion grabs the chair back and cracks Karver square over the head.
The crowd noise dies as a clearly disgruntled Stallion removes his wrist bands and exits the ring, making his way backstage.
Daniel: Obvious Stallion is having issue with trust especially after last week.
The Lights suddenly go out. And the crowd starts buzzing much like at Greed.
Max: Well I think we all know what's going to happen to Stallion this week.
Daniel: I know.
The lights suddenly come on, and the Stallion is in a fighting stance but appears fine. He then looks at the title belt in shock.
Daniel: Someone taped something to the World title, but what does it say.
Max: What does it say!
The camera pans in on the title belt over Stallions shoulder. To pieces of masking tape are across the belt, with two words reading:
Be Jealous.
Daniel: Uh-oh, I think the title scene has just gotten a bit more...
Max: Marvelous!
Daniel: We'll see you next week folks and things become more clear!
The credits roll.
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Dark Matches: Scorch
Dan Murph vs Blade LaVigne: Mike Adams
The One vs The Judge: HBK619/DjM(Commentary)
Main Event: Ken
Segments: APG
Images: DjM