interview
Owen
Haubert
Haubert
is in ringside, with fellow Press Your Luck members. To his immediate
right is Ian Haubert, who holds the Haubert's tag belts. "Ladies
and Gentlemen, is has come to my attention that President Corey Vilhauer
and the powers that be are trying to once again screw us out of any chances
and any belts we may ever have. Now, it is my understanding that
Vilhauer has not made it to the arena yet, so until he arrives, no match
will be safe. We in Press Your Luck will dismantle any wrestler who
tries to stop us, and we will not stop until Vilhauer comes out here and
hears our plea. Number one: A title shot tonight against Stepdaddy.
Number two: A title shot for Ian tonight against Eric Swanson.
Number three: "Mr. Russell" wants a shot at Sam Larson. These
are our demands, my adoring public. Now, as a sacrifice, Ryan and
Big Fresh are in back serving up demand number three." A camera cuts
to the back to find Ryan and Big Fresh knocking down the dressing room
door of Sam Larson, dragging him out, and beating him. Eventually,
Larson is brought to the ring and dropped, where "Mr. Russell" begins pounding
on him. Everyone is shouting "where's Big Sexy the Granola eater?"
and "Where's the dumb bitch to help you". Then the lights go out,
Stepdaddy walks out, and grabs a mic. "Owen, you disgrace all that
is the SFWF, and i couldn't stand to watch what was happening anymore.
You want a match tonight? You got it." "Gee, Stepdaddy, that's
great, but Ian still doesn't have what he wants, so our plan will go on."
Stepdaddy runs to the ring and PYL scatters.
Andy Torres vs. Jasin Hoeferr
Torres
walked out, looked Hoeferr in the face, and executed the Flying Pandemonium.
After Torres pinned Hoeferr, PYL walked out with Cody in front. "Poor
young Torres, pining over the loss of the big bad ManKid gimmick.
Oh, how your father would be so dissapointed to see his son lose his mask
so unceremoniously, and to lose it to a mid-card flunkie like Jason Hofer...ouch!
that has got to hit you right where it hurts. Well, i tell ya what.
If you think you can handle it, i might just bring out someone you would
enjoy seeing." At this point, Ryan Swanson walks out in full ManKid
gear, and starts to talk. "look here, son, you are a disgrace to the Torres
name. If i wasn't so dead, i would whip your ass worse than any mid-card
flunkie could." At this, Torres erupted, ran after Ryan, but was
met by all of PYL, who dismantled him.
Winner:
Torres
Nichole Green vs. Beka Reiser
The
match started with Green gaining an early advantage. But just as
Reiser was about to reverse a DDT, PYL once again came out, jumped in the
ring, and threw everyone out. Owen grabbed a mic and started talking
again. "Vilhauer, i sense that you are hiding from me, the man who
you could never beat, the man you will never beat. But you can hide
all you want... the simple fact is that there will be no card tonight until
you face me. Face to face, bitch."
Winner:
NO CONTEST
Crispy vs. Wyatt Ensz
When
Crispy and Wyatt came to ringside, PYL was still in the ring. Security
could not pull them out. Crispy got in the ring and started up with
Big Fresh and Ryan Swanson, who he had issues with last week. Wyatt
then went after all three, while the rest of PYL watched. Cody pulled
forward to help, but was held back by Owen. Rumpshaker Slim came
out to help Crispy, but was jumped by Ian and Owen. Eventually, all
of Press Your Luck were beating the three men in the ring. In the
back a limo pulled up and from it ran Jim Peterson. Peterson ran
to the ring, and when PYL saw him, they scattered out of the ring.
interview:
Jim
Peterson
Peterson
grabs a mic. "I have witnessed tonight's mess in it's entirety from
my TV in the limo on my way from the airport. My first issue is this.
"Mr. Russell", you have overstepped the line one too many times.
Tonight was the breaking point. Now, i was talking to Sam Larson
from the hospital, and he told me to tell you this. Ten days from
now, at PYL: Executive decision, you will face him in a Texas Deathmatch.
No DQ, Three falls. Now, to my next order of business. When
i arrived here, i noticed our President pulling into the building.
I'm sure he is here by now, so i will call him out, for everyone's benifit...
HEY LIMP DICK!" Vilhauer walks out of the entryway and stands.
"Boys, from what i have heard, Press Your Luck has tried to make a mockery
of the SFWF. Well, here i am, ask away." Owen grabs a mic,
"the only thing we want now is for Ian Haubert to have a shot against Eric
Swanson tonight." "Owen, you know it isn't my place to sign Eric
in any matches he doesn't agree to first... but of course i am president,
and i don't really give a damn what Eric wants. So you've got it.
Now get your greasy ass out of here." Peterson speaks up, "Wait,
wait wait,... Vilhauer, you see, i also have a request. At this point
in time, i don't exactly trust anyone on the SFWF payroll. I don't
trust the ring constructers, i don't trust the merchandise vendors, and
i especially don't trust the referees. So what i am asking is that
Stepdaddy and i hire our own referee." "Who, Terry Taylor?
i'm afraid i cannot allow you two marks to have your own referee.
But instead, i offer you this suggestion. How about you choose someone
from the league here... In fact, i will choose for you... uhh.. ME.
Yeah, that sounds great... I will referee your world title match."
Peterson looks pissed, and Vilhauer speaks on, "Oh, and Jim? Don't
worry about me being biased. I hate you both equally. And i
promise you that i will crown a winner..." Vilhauer walks off.
Breezy Bryant vs. Megan Meyer
Meyer
and Bryant trade blows for a while, but when Bryant goes for a pin, the
girls of Seasoned Meat come out and drag her off. Beka begins beating
on her, while Laura Kumm and Bianka Groves hold her down. Meyer jumps
down, throws them off, and shoves Bryant back in the ring to pin her again.
Bryant kicks out and gets up. Beka jumps in the ring and attacks
Bryant, disqualifying Meyer. Bryant goes after Beka, and Meyer attacks
the two girls outside the ring.
Winner:
Bryant by DQ
Jason Hofer vs. "Mr. Russell"
Russell
kept yelling about Sam the entire time he was in the ring. Finally,
Jason threw Russell into the ropes, grabbed him, and exectued his new move...
a modified neck-breaker suplex known as the Coma-plex. Russell was
out, and Hofer pinned him.
Winner:
Hofer
The Sons of Bitches vs. Ryan Swanson/Big Fresh
The
winner of this match goes on to face The Hauberts at the PPV. Miller
started out strong, even getting Swanson up in some sort of Torture rack
type of move. Holmoe and Miller kept Swanson in their corner and
kept tagging back and forth. Holmoe pinned Swanson, but he kicked
out. Swanson almost made it to his corner, but a tagged Matt Miller
pulled him back. Big Fresh came in to help, but the ref held him
back, allowing Miller to start choking him. Eventually, Swanson was
put in a sleeper hold and was apparently knocked out. Big Fresh jumped
in again, but to no avail. Then, from the back, Tim Jewell walked
out and went to the corner of Big Fresh. He pulled Big Fresh out
and started hitting him with a chair. Big Fresh was thrown back in
the ring and Tracy attempted another pin. But Swanson kicked out!!!
Tracy, getting up, turned to tag Miller, but was grabbed by Swanson.
Using every ounce of energy he had, Swanson whipped Holmoe around and finished
her with a Tornado DDT. Swanson pinned Holmoe just before Miller
jumped in to help Holmoe.
Winner:
Swanson/B.Fresh
Eric Swanson vs. Ian Haubert
Ian
walks to the ring with Owen, who has a match next. Eric walks out
with the belt and Jay Bethke. Jay takes the belt and sits next to
Owen. Ian trips Eric up and goes for the Iron Maiden right away,
but Swanson pulls away just in time. As Ian goes after him again,
Eric turns and hits him with a forearm. The rasslin' goes on for
a while in typical SFWF fashion, until Eric is thrown to the ropes and
body slammed into the mat. Ian signals for the Realm of Pain, puts
Eric up in it, and the lights go out. Ian drops Swanson, and Jason
Hofer walks out again, holding a bat. The lights come on and Ian
is knocked out. Swanson pins Haubert and Hofer jumps in the ring.
Owen pulls Ian out just as Jay Bethke jumps in. Bethke goes after
Hofer, but is also met with a bat. Swanson grabs the mic. "Hofer,
you have not only screwed up this match, but you have screwed up the escense
of The Sons of Sheetar. This upcoming PPV, at OYT: Executive Decision,
i challenge you to a match. You and i, in a cage?" "You know,
Swanson, as great as that sounds, i have to expand on it. How about
this. The loser of this "cage" match will...how should i put this...
END thier Sheetar." "Yeah, i like that. You've got it." "Oh...
i almost forgot.. instead of a cage... how about we make it a BARBED WIRE
RING." "Uh... sure. why not." "You've got it then, Swanson.
Barbed wire match, loser loses Sheetar... You and me"
Main Event
Stepdaddy
vs. Owen Haubert
As
Owen is getting in the ring, Vilhauer walks out with a mic. "Owen,
you are aware what is going in back, right?" "What, Vilhauer"
"Well, the rest of PYL are bitching about how they never got any chances,
and how you didn't hold out until they got one. You see, when you
made your demands, you only thought about you and your worthless brother.
Now i am afraid of a riot breaking out" "What? my men are behind
me all the way, bitch" "No, owen, i am sorry but they are not."
Vilhauer sits down in the front row. "but i tell you what, Owen.
When Executive Decision comes around, i think PYL will be alright.
In fact, just tonight i have signed both you and your brother in non-title
matches for the PPV. Owen, you will be facing Andy Torres, and Ian
will be facing Corporate Sheetar's own Tim Jewell. So you see?
no more problems." Owen jumps out to try to attack Vilhauer, but
the lights dim and Stepdaddy's music starts. Stepdaddy gets in the
ring and the two start brutally attacking each other. Finally, Owen
gets Stepdaddy set up for his scorpion death drop ddt thing... the Pain
Killer. Owen executes it perfectly, and Stepdaddy is down.
Owen goes for the pin... but Vilhauer gets in instead. Vilhauer pulls
Owen off of Stepdaddy, stands him up, and pulls off a President's DDT.
Haubert is down, and Vilhauer puts Stepdaddy's arm over Haubert.
The ref counts Stepdaddy the winner. Vilhauer grabs a mic again.
"This goes out to all of the wrestlers of the SFWF. No one had better
mess with me or my Corporate Sheetar. NOBODY. Vilhauer turns
back around to find Stepdaddy up and staring. Vilhauer turns away,
Stepdaddy grabs him... MOCHA DROP. Crispy and Rumpshaker Slim run
out and they all attack Vilhauer. A camera is dispatched to the back,
where we see Tim Schumann's car peeling out... with a tied up Matt Miller
on top. What the hell? Out of fuckin' time.