CeFWA
Presents: A Tribute to the WWF
ARMAGEDDON
*The
arena goes dark and the opening of “Eat the Rich” by Fozzy hits the P.A.
Fireworks stream down and explode all around the entrance way. “She’s no lady,
she’s a bitch…” More fireworks go off from the ringposts and the crowd is
cheering loudly as Chris Yankovic and Dave Scott come out from behind the
curtain. They make their way to ringside and take their positions at the
announce table. The crowd is going nuts in the Cobb Coliseum as the camera
passes around the packed arena.*
CY:
Good evening and welcome to Armageddon. I am Chris Yankovic and with me is my
partner, Dave Scott.
DS:
Yes, and what about our new opening theme there?
CY:
Yes, thanks to Fozzy and Moongoose McQueen for providing us with our new
opening theme, “Eat the Rich”.
DS:
We have another announcement here tonight. Infest has been detained due to
family matters and D-Money has lost his mind.
CY:
Well, D-Money is no longer a part of the CeFWA. Infest will be out for a short
while he attends to family matters, but will be back no doubt.
DS:
So now we lose a match on the show.
CY:
That is correct, however, I believe CEO Razor has found something to fill in
the spot.
DS:
What is that?
CY:
I dunno; we’ll just have to wait and see. For now, let’s get right to the
action with a Hardcore Number One Contender’s Match.
DS:
Katie Brazel: Ladies and Gentleman,
the next match is scheduled for one fall and has 30 minute time limit and it is
for the #1 contender ship spot for the Hardcore Title…First Making his way to
the ring standing in at 6’7” this is the Black Paddler…..
(Blood Pollution" by Steel
Dragon starts to play as The Razortron shows an empty canoe spiraling down into
a whirl pool, then going black with the name "Black Paddler"
appearing as the music starts. Flashes of scenes from previous matches are
shown. Black Paddler comes out from backstage carrying a handmade wooden canoe
paddle, taunting the crowd, getting cheered as he walks to the ring. Once in
the ring he holds the paddle above his head with a spiral set up of blue pyros
firing behind him to simulate a whirl pool.)
Katie: And his Opponent standing in
at 6’8” this is "The One B*tch Army" Khrystal Walker…..
(Cherry Bomb by Joan Jett starts to
play Alternating spotlights of cherry red and blue search the stage. On the
jumbotron, a movie starts, displaying her nickname, The One Bitch Army. The
tron shows her in shadows, posing, and showing off her huge physique. In
between each pose, a cartoon cherry with a fuse for a stem is shown, with the
fuse getting shorter each time it is shown. When the fuse runs out, the cherry
explodes loudly, and a glaring blue spotlight, falls on Khrystal, dressed in
her ring gear, wearing a large backpack in the shape of a panda. She around at
the crowd then skips to the ring like a school girl. She hops over the top
rope, hangs the backpack over her corner post, waves, shakes hands with the
ref, and is ready for action.)
DING DING DING…
Chris: This is going to be a brutal
match…
Dave: Hell no! Paddler is going to
smack the crap out of the Freak of a woman…
Chris: Let’s see about that….
Paddler and walker stare at each
other and go in for an elbow and collar tie-up with Paddler pushing
Dave: What’s up with your girl now?
Chris: It’s earlier…
Paddler climbs to the outside of the
ring and pulls Walker to her feet, walker seeing an opening pokes Paddler in
the eyes and then kicks him in the crotch dropping him like a ton of bricks.
Chris: Yea go Khrystal; kick his
@ss……
Dave: Man watch you damn Language…
Chris; Oh aren’t you the sensitive
one…
Dave: Bite me let’s get back to the
action…
Dave: A bull whip, what type of
kinky stuff is she into?
Chris: I don’t know but is has me
hot!!!
Dave: GROSS!!
Paddler: Oh wait I see you are
bleeding maybe this will help…
Paddler picks walker up and runs her
head first into a tampon machine putting a large dent into it and spilling
tampons all over the floor.
Paddler: Oh well I guess not…
Paddler picks
Chris: Oh my god he is going to kill
her…
Dave: Well it is a hardcore match…
Chris: This is out if line…
Paddler looks at the axe and walks
towards Walker who is still out of it on the floor. He raises the axe over his
head and swings down but Walker rolls to her left, and pulls off her back pack,
While Paddler is trying to pull the axe from the ground Walker pulls out a
bottle of hair spray and a lighter and hides them under her arm, Paddler gets
the axe and again swings at Walker who rolls to her right and sprays a stream
of fire at Paddler burning his arm.
Chris: That’s what you call a left
hand…
Dave: I call it a loaded Left Hand…
Dave: What the hell was that all
about…..?
Chris: You got me……
Dave: She is not going to set those
tables on Fire …
Chris: I hope not, that’s against
the law in this state…
Dave: She is out of it…
Chris: I hate to agree but you are
right…
Dave: We need some help out here…
Chris: If anyone can hear us we need
some sort of fire extinguisher or something before the flames get out of
control...
The ref looks at the flaming pile of
tables and counts …
ONE……..
TWO………..
THREE…………….
DING DING DING…
Katie: Your winner and the #1
contender for the Hardcore Title Khrystal Walker…
The ref pulls out Walker and Paddler
from the flames both wrestlers are motionless as medics and fire personal come
out to help these two people out…
DS:
See, I told you
CY:
Well she now will get a shot at the Hardcore Title in the not too distant
future. But moving on with the show we have the Tag Team Number One Contender’s
Match coming up right now.
DS:
Cut. That was terrible Chris.
CY:
What are you doing?
DS:
I am telling you to cut. You know stop acting…it is horrible.
CY:
I see, you feel that this is The Directors match.
DS:
That is right. ACTION!!
CY: Moving right along...
DS: Yes, what's next.
CY: Well, we've got what should be a terrific three-way dance to determine the
new #1 contenders for the CeFWA tag team championship!
DS: Three-way dance? That's SO 1998.
CY: Well, what do you call it?
DS: A tri-death-mega-gore-super-deluxe-fest.
CY: Hmmm, yeah, I like three-way dance better.
DS: Why don't we just compromise with "triple-threat"?
CY: Yeah, alright, let's do that.
DS: So who's in this match, anyways?
CY: Don't you do any research?
DS: Nope.
CY: So what do you do when you're not at work?
DS: Drink, mostly.
CY: Uh-huh.
DS: Yeah, I roll out of the pubs and bars at about five in the morning and then
sleep until about an hour before the cards... that's pretty much my life.
CY: Mmm-hmm. I'm jealous.
DS: Your sarcasm doesn't work on me, squeaky.
CY: Squeaky?
DS: Again, I ask; who's wrestling in the #1 contender's match?
CY: Well, it's gonna be Turbulance, The Directors and Freak Show.
DS: Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, okay... so where's The Nemesis?
CY: They're not in this.
DS: Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, okay... and what about The Downtown?
CY: They're not in it, either.
DS: Oh, okay, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm... and what about The Professors?
CY: ...they're the champs, Dave.
DS: ...right, right... the champs...
CY: Eug, anyways, let's just go to Katie in the ring.
DS: ...right, right...
KB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is to determine the new
#1 contenders for the CeFWA Tag Team titles... first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...
weighing in at a total combined weight of 520 pounds... Skarth and Heranin...
FREAK SHOW!!!
(The lights go out in the arena. "Devil Without A Cause" by Kid Rock
begins to play over the PA. Mist starts to fill up the entranceway. Razortron
comes to life showing a raging inferno. The fire parts to show the following
words with music in red.
You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin’
People claimin' that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'ma move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
As the chorus hits pyro shoots from both sides of the ramps. Green and Yellow spotlights
fill the arena. Through the fog and the mist out walk Skarth and Heranin, Freak
Show. They stand on the ramp surveying the crowd. Skarth throws his arms up and
down in the air to pump the crowd up. Heranin flicks his hair back, puts his
arms into the air and screams. Staring into the camera catching his white eye.
They both march towards the ring. Skarth slides under the bottom rope. Heranin
steps over the top rope. Skarth then taunts the crowd from the top rope as
Heranin stands below with his arms over his chest.)
CY: They look ready.
DS: You always say that. When does a team NOT look ready to you?
CY: ...well... nevermind.
KB: ...next... from
(The entier place goes dark and the Razortron turns on and an old fashioned countdown
for old films appears. It counts down from 5......4......3......2.....1...
DIRECTORS! The whole lights up with massive golden fireworks and pyros. Mr. Showtime
and Mr. Showbiz walk in and raise their arms in the air and receives massive
boos but they still smile and laugh. 2 men come out of the back and are
carrying a bundled up red carpet. They throw it down the aisle and Mr. Showtime
and Mr. Showbiz walk down the red carpet, very cocky like and they take some
signs and rip them up. They go up to the ring , wipes their feet before
entering and climb to the top rope of separate corners and do a Tazz like pose,
then jump of the top rope and do a Kurt Angle dance.)
CY: Holy shite! Look at Ms. Mallory!
DS: ...I think I need to go to the bathroom.
CY: You just went before we went on the air! Sit your ass down!
DS: Yeah, but it's not for that...
CY: Aw... gross! You're ruining this for me!
KB: ...and finally... from
("Cocky" by Kid Rock hits over the PA. The lights cut, and three
Kane/Booker T type flames explode at the top of the ramp. Lights come back on,
and there are Power Surge and Acid Burn. They don't bother with showboating and
make their way to the ring.)
CY: They look...
DS: Ready?
CY: ...maybe I DO say that too much...
DS: Alright, they're all in the ring now, let's get this thing started.
(The lights go out and the opening chords of "Blurry" by Puddle of
Mudd hit over the PA. as soon as the short solo is over, the song cuts right to
the chorus. Synchronized with the music's sudden roar, pyro jets shoot out from
the stage and out walk Ben Ada and bon "Quicksilver" Everett, The
Nemesis.)
DS: Oh, what the hell is this? Why are these losers out here?
CY: I don't know, but it looks like they're coming our way.
DS: They're not coming our way; trust me.
(
CY: Good evening, Mr. Everett and Mr. Ada.
DS: Huh. Kiss-ass.
Bon Everett: Actually, no, Dave, it's a sign of respect.
Ben Ada: But you wouldn't know anything about respect, would you?
BE: And for that very reason, we've decided that for the entire time we're out
here, your name will be Dick.
CY: I like it.
DS: You shut up. So why are you guys out here?
BE: Checking out the competition.
BA: Yup. Looks like we'll be checking out Acid Burn and Skarth first.
*In the ring, Skarth and Acid Burn are standing facing each other while everyone
else is getting out of the ring. The bell sounds, and both men lock up. They
struggle, but Skarth manages to push AB away. AB stumbles back and Skarth comes
at him, hitting a standing dropkick to the face that knocks AB back and through
the ropes to the outside. Skarth starts towards the ropes, but the referee
stands before him, trying to keep him away. As Skarth is dealing with the ref,
Power Surge, in the corner, pulls himself up from the ring apron to the top
turnbuckle. He launches himself from the top with a missile dropkick that hits
the distracted Skarth in the back, knocking him forward. The ref scrambles out
of the way, as Skarth falls on his feet.*
CY: Whoa, whoa... It's been twenty seconds and already there's some trouble in
the ring.
*Almost immediately, Heranin hops over the rope and into the ring. He throws himself
at Power Surge and takes him down with a football tackle. With Surge down, Heranin
hops to his feet and runs to the ropes. Skarth, who has managed to get back up
in this time, is also running off the ropes. Skarth and Heranin connect with
Power Surge in the middle of the ring at the same time; Skarth dives for PS's
lower legs, while Heranin executes a flying body tackle. Power Surge tumbles in
mid-air before hitting the mat face-first.*
DS: Holy crap!
CY: What teamwork here by Freak Show!
BA: Yeah, but Turbulance can pull off some nice teamwork, too...
BE: ...and Acid Burn has snuck back up onto the top turnbuckle.
*Acid Burn launches himself from the top turnbuckle, hitting both Skarth and Heranin
with a cross-body block. Both fall backwards to the mat, with AB on top. AB
jumps to his feet and runs off the ropes. He catches Heranin, the first one up,
with a hurricanrana that takes him down and over, to the outside. He then runs
to the ropes behind him, runs, and executes a suicide dive over the top rope
onto Heranin on the outside*
DS: Holy crap! What smart wrestling here by The Directors... they haven't gotten
involved yet at all!
BA: My sentiments...
BE: ...exactly.
BA: Bon, stop it!
CY: Stop what?
BA: Oh, uh... nothin, forget it.
*In the ring, Skarth is up, leaning into the corner. Power Surge is up on his
feet, rebounding off the ropes. Skarth makes a sudden rush forward and ducks a
clothesline from Power Surge, instead hitting PS with a spear that send the
weigh of his body shifting so fast, he slams backwards onto the mat. Skarth
covers.*
1...
2...
No!
*Mr. Showbiz is in to make the save. As Skarth gets up to face him, Mr. Showtime
is coming off the ropes. When Skarth is on his feet, he's knocked down again by
a Mr. Showtime dropkick. Mr. Showbiz then grabs him, pulls him up and drops him
again with a Northern Lights suplex. Meanwhile, Power Surge is getting to his
feet, only to get kicked in the mid-section. Mr. Showtime pulls him in and
lifts him up in a gut-wrench suplex, then brings him down hard. Mr. Showbiz
covers Skarth, while Mr. Showtime covers Power Surge.
1...
CY: A double pin!
DS: It's over!
BE: It's not over.
2...
SKARTH KICKS OUT!
NO!
DS: Eh, two and a half. But it only takes one fall this match.
CY: What's happening with Heranin and Acid Burn?
BA: They're still fighting over here by the ring post.
*Acid Burn rams Heranin into the ring post. The ref, who's lost all control, is
allowing the match to dissolve into a street fight. Back in the ring, Mr. Showtime
picks up Power Surge and tosses him over the ropes. He and Mr. Showbiz then
turn their attention to Skarth. They whip into the ropes, and as he bounces
off, they both hit him with sidekicks.*
DS: The Action!
BE: The what?
BA: The action. We'll have to study that.
*Mr. Showbiz makes the cover.*
1...
CY: Is this it?
BE: No.
BA: How do you know?
BE: Oh, I have my ways.
2...
3...NO!
CY: Well, that WAS close.
BE: Yeah, but...
*Mr. Showbiz picks Skarth up and holds him as Mr. Showtime runs to the ropes.
At the ropes, however, Acid Burn is waiting on the outside and he grabs
Showtime's feet, taking him down to the mat. Acid Burn then pulls Showtime to
the outside, where power Surge is waiting to double team him.*
CY: Nice teamwork here by these teams.
DS: ...yeah. Thanks, Michael Cole.
BE: Shut up, Dick.
BA: Yeah, Dick, don't be so critical.
*On the outside, Power Surge and Acid Burn are double teaming Mr. Showtime, while
in the ring; Mr. Showbiz pulls Skarth into a reverse DDT. He drops him with it,
and makes the cover.*
1...
CY: Is this it?
BE: Nope.
2...
NO!
DS: Two and a half. Damn.
Mr. Showbiz gets up to figure something else out, but is met by Heranin, who has
gotten back up and is on his feet in the ring. Heranin grabs Mr. Showbiz by the
throat, lifts him, and drops him with a devastating chokeslam. Skarth gets to
his feet and Heranin pulls Mr. Showbiz up, lifting him into a gorilla press. He
then slams Mr. Showbiz down to the mat. Skarth immediately grabs at the fallen
Mr. Showbiz and pulls him up off the mat. He wraps his arms around Mr. Showbiz
and puts him down with a swinging neck breaker.
Heranin runs off the ropes and drops an elbow onto Mr. Showbiz's chest. He covers.
1...
DS: Don't tell us.
BE: Fine.
2...
3...NO!
CY: Eh, close...
DS: Did you know that was gonna happen?
BE: Of course.
DS: Bull.
BE: If you don't wanna believe me, then don't ask the questions, Dick.
*On the outside, Acid Burn has climbed up onto the ring apron. Power Surge drops
Mr. Showtime with a full-nelson slam to the concrete. AB then moonsaults off
the apron onto PS, who catches him, changes his momentum and then powerslams
Acid Burn onto Showtime.*
DS: That's their finisher!!
CY: And it's on the outside.
BA: What a shame. Heh, heh...
*Back in the ring, Skarth and Heranin are taking turns beating on Showbiz. Skarth
moonsault off the turnbuckle in the corner, and comes down onto Showbiz hard.
He covers*
1...
BE: He's got it!!
DS: Really?
CY: Does he?
2...
BE: Psyche!
3... NO!!
CY: Oh... well, it was very close.
BA: Yes, but "close" won't win the match.
*Power Surge and Acid Burn roll Mr. Showtime into the ring, and for the first
time, all six men are active in the ring. With both members of The Directors
down, Power Surge and Acid Burn attack Skarth and Heranin. PS takes Skarth down
with a dropkick, while AB tries to take Heranin down with a cross-body. Heranin
catches him, however, and drops Acid burn with a fallaway slam. Power Surge
drop kicks Heranin, but Heranin side-steps the move, and PS falls to the mat.
Heranin walks forward and drops an elbow, but Power Surge moves and Heranin
misses. Power Surge is the first to his feet and is met with Skarth who grabs
him and executes a running bulldog. Mr. Showtime and Acid Burn both get to
their feet, but Heranin smashes them with a running clothesline which knocks
both of them down again. Skarth covers Power Surge.
1...
CY: Could this be all?
BE: Who knows?
CY: ...no, I'm actually asking. Is this all?
2...
BE: Who can say, Chris?
BA: Heh, Bon.
3...
NO!!
CY: Oh, so close!
DS: Not close enough.
BE: Nope.
BA: Not even.
*Before Skarth gets to his feet, Mr. Showtime gets up and surprises Heranin. He
locks him in for a belly-to-back suplex, which he hits. As Skarth gets up, he
sees Mr. Showtime up and comes at him with a clothesline, but Showtime ducks
it. Skarth connect with the turnbuckle instead. Power Surge, Acid Burn and Mr.
Showbiz all climb to their feet. The two members of Turbulance come at Showtime
with a double clothesline, but he ducks that, too, and runs to the opposite
ropes. Showbiz comes from one of the corner and spears Power Surge as comes off
the ropes, knocking him to the outside. Acid Burn continues off the ropes
towards Showtime, but accidentally collides with Heranin. Heranin stumbles
back. Showtime grabs the top rope and holds it down, and Heranin falls right
over and to the outside, barely missing Ms. Mallory, who's standing directly
beneath the ropes. Skarth is right there, however, and quickly rolls Showtime
up.
1...
CY: What a match!
BE: Are Freak Show the team to beat?
BA: We'll see!
DS: Pleaseendthematch, pleaseendthematch, pleaseendthematch...
2...
3...
WAIT, NO!!!
BA: So very, very close!!
BE: Mr. Showbiz made the save.
DS: So who's left in the ring?
CY: Acid Burn is down, Skarth, Mr. Showtime and Mr. Showbiz are all still up,
Power Surge and Heranin are down and out on the outside.
*Mr. Showbiz pulls Skarth off of Mr. Showtime, but Skarth responds with by pulling
hi feet out from underneath him. He then gets to his feet, with Showbiz beneath
him and locks his feet in for a sharpshooter.*
BA: It's kinda risky to go for a submission move in a tag match...
BE: Leave him alone, Ben.
DS: Yeah, Ben.
BE: Shut up, Dick.
*Acid Burn, who has just gotten to his feet, sidekicks Skarth in the head. Skarth
is stunned to the point that he lets go of Showbiz's legs and falls onto AB.
Acid Burn sets HIMSELF up for an Impaler, but instead lifts Skarth over him,
leans back and slams him down into a pinning combination.*
BE: That's his finisher!
1...
BA: It could be over, finally!
2...
3...
NO!!!
BE: Mr. Showtime makes the save.
*Showtime pulls Acid Burn up and off. Acid Burn has no time to react and is whipped
into the ropes. When he comes off, Showtime catches him and behind him, Showbiz
reaches up and together they slam Acid Burn down with a 3D-like move.
DS: The Director's Cut!!
*Showbiz rolls over and covers him.*
1...
CY: Is this it?
BE: No.
DS: What do you mean, "No"? Surge is down, Heranin is down, Skarth is
down!!
BE: I said no.
2...
3!!!
DING, DING, DING
BE: Hey, whadda ya know, I was wrong.
CY: It's over!
DS: Yes, YES!!
KB: Here are your winners... THE DIRECTORS!!!
BE: Well, guys, it's been great... see you around.
BA: Bye, Chris. Bye, Dick.
*
DS: What jerks? I think I might like them eventually.
CY: Yeah, I am sure. That was an amazing match and The Directors managed to somehow win in
their directorial debut.
DS:
It was as easy as one, two, three Chris.
Chris- What a great pay per
view so far. I have a feeling there will be more surprises to come. Don't you
think Dave?
Dave- I surly hope so. We need to
liven this up a little?
Chris- I think it's going great and
pretty soon it will get better.
Dave- Yeah your right, when we see
Achilles become the new CeFWA World Champion.
Chris- Only time will tell. Let's go
to Katie.
Katie- Ladies and gentlemen,
tonight's contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the CeFWA Hard-core
Title...........introducing first, the challenger hailing from parts unknown,
standing at six foot four inches tall and weighs two hundred and eighty
pounds........here is Mack 'The Knife Taylor!!!!
*The Heretic Anthem by Slipknot
begins to play and Mack Taylor makes his way down to the ring and slides in
under the bottom rope.*
Dave- Well he looks confident, a
little.
Chris- I'm sure this will be a good
match to watch, I mean look......its hard-core rules.
Dave- Yeah your right Chris.
Katie- And the champion.....hailing
from Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds,
standing in at six foot three inches, he is none other than the CeFWA Hardcore
Champion.......Ric Blade!!!!!
*The lights go out. A countdown is
heard...
8..
7..
6,6,6..
5..
4..
3..
2..
1..
Just then flames burst up from the entrance stage as Ric Blade is seen standing
at the entrance while Slipknots "Heretic Anthem" blasts on the P.A.
Ric slowly makes his way down to the ring, scanning the fans with his red eyes.
He climbs into the ring, and takes a seat in one of the ring corners.*
Chris- Ok that was a little weird,
both men have the same music to walk down to the ring?
Dave- Don't ask me, I just work
here.
Chris- Odd, odd indeed.
Dave- Well let's watch as the match
begins.
-DING-DING-DING-
[Ric and Mack circle the ring
looking at each other and then lock up in the middle of the ring. Both men
struggle to overcome each other until Mack shoves the knee into the mid-section
of Ric. Ric doubles over and Mack slams him in the back with a double ax
handle. Ric hits the mat and rolls over holding his back. Mack begins to kick
at the midsection of Ric and then picks Ric up to his feet. Mack picks Ric up
and body slams him back down. Mack then slides under the bottom rope and starts
digging under the ring. Mack pulls out a stop sign, a kendo stick, a sledge
hammer, a chair, a table and a garbage can. Mack tosses all that in the ring
and sets the table up outside of the ring. Ric gets to a knee and Mack slides
back in. Ric quickly gives Mack a right arm but Mack reverses it and gives Ric
a hard right hand.]
Dave- Looks like Mack is on top of
his game tonight.
Chris- This is true, the Hard-core
champion will have to work a little harder if he wants to walk out the
champion.
[Mack whips Ric to the ropes and
gives him a big boot to the face. Ric falls to the mat and Mack picks up the
garbage can. Mack raises the can high in the air and slams it down on the side
of Ric. Ric crawls around holding his side as Mack slams the garbage can
back down again. Mack quickly covers.]
1.....
2.....
KICKOUT
[Mack picks Ric up and tosses him in
a nearby corner. Mack walks over and picks up the sledge hammer and raises it
up. Mack walks over and pulls it up as Ric desperately kicks Mack in the
gut. Mack drops the sledge hammer and Ric runs up with a DDT. As Ric drops Mack
with the DDT, Mack's head hits the sledge hammer handle. Mack bounces up and
lays there motionless as does Ric. The ref. looks as they lay there.]
Dave- Did you see that? I think
Mack is knocked out.
Chris- To bad Ric is out as well,
cause he could have the match won right now.
Dave- Ric has a little bit of
movement but Mack is just laying there.
Chris- Maybe Ric can make this cover
and get the win. This is seriously starting to get close.
Dave- I agree Chris, I thought it
was Mack all the way, but one little move has changed all that now.
[Ric rolls over slowly and throws
his arm over the top of Mack and lays there tired and exhausted.]
1.....
2.....
Thr.....KICKOUT!
Dave- WHAT?
Chris- Mack is still alive!!!
[Ric rolls off holding his head in
disbelief, Mack still lays there with his shoulder up. Ric sits up with a
shocked look on his face and begins to get up. Ric reaches over and picks Mack
up to his feet. Ric gives him a hard right hand, then another. Mack then
staggers back, bounces off the ropes, and Ric picks him up in a body slam
position and drops down with a back breaker. Ric walks over and picks up the
chair and lays it down on the face of Mack. Ric then walks over and climbs to
the top rope.]
Chris- What is Ric doing??
Dave- Going to the top rope stupid.
[Ric fly's off the top rope with a
missile drop kick, kicking the chair into the face of Mack. Mack rolls around
holding his head as Ric the crawls over quickly for the pin.]
1.....
2....
Thr... KICKOUT
Dave- Ric can't keep Mack down
Chris- What does Ric have to do?
[Ric gets up furious and picks Mack
up as well. Ric whips Mack to the ropes and Mack comes back for a high back
body drop, but Mack fly's over the top rope and through the table. The crowd
begins to chant.]
*Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy
Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!*
Dave- DID YOU SEE THAT?
Chris- Oh yeah, that was good stuff
from Ric.
[Ric takes his time getting out of
the ring and down to the floor. Ric walks over and places his foot on the chest
of Mack and raises his arms up high as the ref. begins to count.]
Dave- This is it, Ric is still the
CeFWA Hard-core Champion....I see it now.
Chris- Yep your right Dave.
1.....
2......
Thr....KICKOUT
Chris- WHAT?
Dave- Damn the
Chris- A tough guy though none the
less.
[Ric is furious and picks Mack up to
his feet. Ric begins to walk up the ramp and they get to the top. Ric walks
over to the edge of the stage and let's Mack stand there staggering and dazed.
Ric walks back about three steps.]
Dave- What is Ric doing now?
Chris- I don't know but he is crazy
for trying this.
[Ric begins his running start and
Mack drops down and high back body drops Ric down through a table set up on the
concrete below. The crowd then begins to chant again.]
*Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy
Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!..Holy Shit!*
Dave- Oh my god, Mack may have just
ended Ric's career. Someone call the EMT's.
Chris- Oh my god, this is some
match.
[Mack staggers down the ramp and
stops a moment to catch his breathe. Mack then begins to make his way toward
Ric by walking down the side of the ramp and around to the table Ric went
through. Mack reaches down and digs through the wires and cables that covered
Ric. Ric comes up from behind with a chair shot and Mack stumbles over the
table and next to some crates. Ric walks over and pulls the crates over and
they land on Mack's chest. Ric then goes for the cover.]
Dave- That isn't fair!
1....
2.....
3.....
Chris- Ric did it! He won!
Dave- No, he cheated, those crates
are too heavy to even lift.
-DING-DING-DING-
Chris- It's hard-core rules though
Dave.
Dave- It don't matter Chris, it
wasn't fair. Mack can't kick out if something is holding him down like that.
Chris- Ric is just smart, that's
all.
Dave- No, Ric couldn't keep Mack
down, that's what it was.
Katie- And the winner of this match
and STILL CeFWA Hard-core Champion........RIC BLADE!!!!!
Dave- Man that was a bum way to win.
Chris- I thought he did a good job
myself.
*The
arena then goes dark and a red maple leaf appears in the center of the ring. “I
am Canadian” belts over the P.A. as Razor makes his entrance at the top of the
ramp. The crowd begins singing along as Razor makes his way to the ring with a
microphone in hand. He climbs into the ring and the crowd goes nuts as he walks
around the ring one time. He then holds up his hand, silencing the crowd.*
Razor:
Good evening
*The
crowd goes nuts as Kevin Hearn, Ed Robertson,
Steven Page, Tyler Stewart and Jim Creeggan make their way down to the ring.
All of them wearing a shirt that looks like the Canadian Flag.*
Razor: Well yesterday was Canada Day
and after some celebrations I was able to talk BNL to come down here and
perform a song for us. So I am going to leave and let them do their thing.
*Razor leaves the ring as they get
set to play for the fans here at the Cobb Coliseum. They begin playing and the
crowd goes nuts as it is “If I Had a $1000000” <<click here to here song>>
The crowd cheers loudly and then as BNL leave the ring they shake hands with
fans at ring side.*
CY: WOW…what a great surprise by
Razor here tonight.
DS: I have to admit, that was pretty
good.
CY: But anyways, we have to get on
with the show and next we have the Tag Title Match between the Professors and
Shadowless End.
DS: I have this to say…NEW Champions
tonight. Dark Syndicate is going to walk away with all the titles in hand
tonight.
KB: This next match is scheduled for
one fall and it is for the CeFWA Tag Team Championship. Introducing first, the
challengers, at a combined weight of five hundred and seven pounds,
representing the Dark Syndicate, Dante and the CeWA Canadian Champion
Bakuryu…SHADOWLESS END!!!
*A Loud laughter is heard through
the arena. What seems to be someone laughing quickly transforms into a hysterical
person. A lightning bolt strikes on the entrance stage, setting fire to it. Out
of it come Bakuryu and Dante, Shadowless End. They go straight forward, Dante looks
at no one and Bakuryu looks around him, like a paranoiac. They both get in the
ring and Bakuryu sits down in a corner laughing while Dante goes to different
turnbuckles, raising his arms in the air and insulting fans.*
KB: And their opponents, weighing in
at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty-eight pounds, representing The
Powers That Be, they are the current CeFWA Tag Team Champions, Rizzo and Sean
DuBose…THE PROFESSORS!!!
*"Circles" by Incubus
kicks in and as the high hat comes in the white lights flicker. As the guitar
fades in & out smokes rises from the entranceway. As the main guitar riff
kicks in the lights go out... then the drums hit and BAM red & yellow pyros
blast from the entranceway. Rizzo & Sean emerge from the wall of smoke with
Heidi between them. Sean is carrying his hockey stick, Bitchboy, and Rizzo has
his arm around Heidi. All three make their way down to the ring.*
DING!! DING!! DING!!
*Rizzo and
CY: Well these two have faced each
other in the past and it was quite heated.
DS: Yeah well I think this time the
odds will be in favor of the Dark Syndicate.
*Rizzo and
CY: This match is off to fast start.
DS: Rizzo is going to regret that.
*Rizzo then pulls
1!!
CY: Rizzo with the first cover of
the match.
*
DS:
*Rizzo pulls
1!!
CY: Rizzo trying to get the quick
win again.
2!!!
*
1!!
*Dante comes running into the ring.*
2!!!
*Dante breaks up the count. Rizzo
then comes back in but is stopped by the ref. The ref forces Rizzo back into
his corner allowing Dante to get a few cheap shots in on Sean. Dante first
delivers a low blow to Sean and then drops him with a DDT. Sean gets back to
his feet only to be nailed by a superkick. Dante then drags
CY: Dante didn’t even tag in
legally.
DS: The ref said it was fine.
*Dante pulls Sean up and scoop slams
him back down to the mat. Dante then goes off the ropes and drops an elbow to the
sternum of Sean. Sean clutches his chest and then is yanked up to his feet by
Dante. Dante hoists him up and delivers a stalling vertical suplex. Dante
floats over for the pin attempt.*
1!!
DS: What great strategy by Dante.
2!!!
CY: Sean kicks out with authority.
*Dante gets up and goes to pull Sean
up, but Sean wraps him into an inside cradle.*
1!!
CY: What a move by Sean, playing
possum.
2!!!
*Dante manages to free himself from
the pinning combination. Sean and Dante then both get to their feet. Dante
charges at Sean but Sean ducks the clothesline attempt. Sean then grabs Dante
on the way back into a neckbreaker. Dante is then pulled up to his feet and
whipped into the ropes. Both men go for a clothesline and nail each other. Both
men are down and the ref begins his mandatory ten-count. 1……2……3……Both men
begin to stir……4……5……Rizzo is ready and waiting for the tag……6……7……8……Dante
makes the tag to Baku.
1!!
CY: WHAT A GREAT MOVE BY THE
PROFESSORS!!!
2!!!
*Dante makes it to his feet on the
outside and sees what is happening in the ring.*
3……NO!!!!
*Before the ref can make the
three-count Dante drags the ref out of the ring. The ref yells at Dante as do
Sean and Rizzo. The ref slides back into the ring as Sean and Rizzo turn their
attention back to
DS: LOOSE NUT!! LOOSE NUT!! LOOSE
NUT!!
CY: Who do you think you are? J.R.?
*
1!!
DS: Yes, new champs…
*Rizzo sees the pin on the big
screen and turns back towards the ring.*
2!!!
CY: Here comes Rizzo…
*Dante comes running back down the
ramp with another steel chair in hand.*
DS: Here comes Dante…armed and
dangerous…
*Just before Rizzo can slide into
the ring, Dante nails him with the steel chair.*
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
DS: YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
KB: Your winners, and NEW CeFWA Tag
Team Champions…Bakuryu and Dante…SHADOWLESS END!!!
CY: Those cheating little bastards.
DS: Remember…kids watch this show.
CY: The Professors were robbed and
this is total B.S.
DS: Heh…the best team won and things
are looking good for Dark Syndicate…job 1 has been accomplished.
*
DS: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING!!!
CY: WOW, Jack Roberts just nailed
both members of Shadowless End with a steel chair.
*Roberts yells something at the two
of them and then runs off into the crowd before the rest of Dark Syndicate can
respond.*
CY: Jack Roberts trying to make a
name for himself here just attacked the new Tag Team Champions.
DS: He should be careful what he does…or
he won’t live long enough to make a name for himself.
CY: Well folks, this next match is
going to be a doozy. I mean the only Turmoil Matches we have seen here in the
CeFWA were tag team ones.
DS: That is right and tonight we
will see the first ever singles Turmoil match.
CY: The way this works is two
wrestlers will start off in the ring. Once one is defeated the next wrestler
will come out and face the winner. This is a random order with a draw that was
held earlier tonight.
DS: You have to say this, that
whoever draws numbers 1 and 2 are at a slight disadvantage.
CY: You could be right, but we shall
see.
KB: This next match is a Turmoil
Math for the CeFWA International Title. Introducing first, from
*The arena goes dark.....RAAAWWW!!!!
The lights in the arena flash with every drum beat as Shawn Christian makes his
way to the ring with looking straight down at the ground. Shawn rolls
into the ring, takes a look around, and takes a seat at the top of one of the
turnbuckles.*
KB: And his opponent, from Lyminge,
United Kingdom and weighing in at three hundred and twenty pounds…DAN “LUMBER”
JACK!!!
*"I'm a Lumberjack and I'm
OK" From Monty Python hits. Dan walks
to the ring waving to crowd with one hand, a sign with his family business in
the other.*
DING!! DING!! DING!!
CY: Well this turmoil match is under
way.
*Dan and Shawn circle each other in
the ring. Shawn then extends his hand to Dan and they shake. They then lock up
in a collar and elbow tie-up. Dan uses his size advantage and forces Shawn into
the corner. The ref tells them to break it up and they do. They then meet in
the middle of the ring again and lock up in another collar and elbow tie-up.
Again Dan uses his size advantage and forces Shawn into a corner. Again a clean
break is made and the two once again exchange a handshake. They circle each
other and then close in again, but this time Dan kicks Shawn in the gut and
then delivers an irish whip into the ropes. Shawn springs off the ropes and
ducks a clothesline attempt from Dan. Shawn goes off the ropes again but Dan
was ready and drops Shawn with a tilt-a-whirl powerslam.*
CY: Great action to start off this
turmoil match.
DS: I dunno, maybe. But I am waiting
for Brood, and then things will seriously start to pick up.
*Dan hooks the leg for the first
cover of the match.*
1!!
CY: Dan with the first cover.
*Shawn gets the shoulder up before
the two-count is reached. Dan pulls Shawn up and whips him into the ropes again
and then takes him down with a perfect hip toss. Dan then goes off the ropes
himself and drops an elbow down. However, Shawn rolls out of the way and Dan
hits the mat hard. Both men get up, Dan holding his elbow. Shawn then grabs Dan
and whips him into the ropes and then nails a dropkick. Shawn picks Dan up and
then drops him with a
1!!
CY: Shawn makes the cover.
2!!!
DS: Dan just kicked out; looks like
these two really want this match.
CY: They should…it is after all for
the International Title.
*Shawn gets up and pulls Dan with
him. He then goes for an irish whip, but Dan reverses it and sends Shawn hard
into the corner. He then follows that up with a clothesline that drops Shawn to
the mat. Dan then pulls Shawn up by the throat and motions for the chokeslam.
Dan brings Shawn up and slams him to the mat.*
CY: Great power demonstrated by Dan
there.
DS: Not bad.
*Dan then hooks the leg for the
cover.*
1!!
CY: Dan has the cover.
2!!!
DS: This match may be moving on now.
3……NO!!
*Shawn managed to get his foot on
the rope. Dan bangs the mat in frustration, but then re-hooks the leg for
another cover.*
1!!
CY: Dan trying again.
2!!!
DS: I think he has him here.
*Shawn gets the shoulder up and
breaks the count. Dan pulls Shawn to his feet this time and then proceeds to
deliver a Canadian Backbreaker. Dan once again tries for the cover.*
1!!
DS: Man, how many times does he have
to try and win this?
2!!!
CY: Perhaps this is the final time.
3……NO!!!!
*Shawn once again manages to get his
shoulder up.*
DS: I can’t believe this.
CY: What resiliency by Shawn.
*Dan gets up and leans in one of the
corners with a look of shock and surprise on his face. Almost as if saying,
what more do I have to do. He pulls Shawn up and delivers an irish whip and
goes for a clothesline. However, so does Shawn and they collide in the middle
of the ring with a double clothesline. With both men down the ref begins a
mandatory ten-count. 1……2……3……Both men begin to stir……4……5……Dan starts to use
the ropes to pull himself up……6……7……This gives Shawn time to recover a
bit……8……Dan gets to his feet stopping the count and he goes to pull Shawn fully
up to his feet. Dan then goes for an irish whip, but Shawn reverses the irish
whip into a short arm clothesline. Shawn then pulls Dan back up and delivers a
quick kick to the gut and then hooks in for his own version of the DDT.*
CY: FREEFALL DDT!!!
DS: Man, I think he just knocked Dan
out with that move.
*Shawn makes the cover.*
1!!
CY: Dan really hasn’t moved; I hope
this isn’t serious.
2!!!
DS: I think Dan may be really hurt
there.
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
CY: Well Shawn has moved on, but
what about Dan’s condition.
DS: Here comes the EMT’s.
*Shawn helps the EMT’s get Dan on to
the stretcher. Dan shakes Shawn’s hand as the EMT’s wheel him off.*
CY: Well at least Dan has some
movement that is a good sign.
DS: Yes, but no Shawn has to
concentrate on whoever is next.
KB: The next opponent hails from
*Bodies by Drowning Pool starts to
play and the arena lights go out. A white spotlight comes on and Pain emerges
from the back carrying a bottle of water that he drinks from. He walks to the
edge of the ramp and Pours the water on his head and throws the bottle down. He
walks down the ramp hitting himself in the chest and arms. He gets to the ring
and stands and looks at the crowd, before sliding under the bottom rope and
walking around staring at the crowd. He stops in the middle of the ring as a series
of explosions go off around the ring. He then looks right at a very tired Shawn
who waits for Pain to make a move.*
CY: These two look about to rip each
other apart.
DS: That is fine by me.
*Pain and Shawn circle each other in
the ring when Shawn suddenly extends his hand to Pain. Pain looks at the hand
then up to the crowd who are cheering for him to shake it. He looks at Shawn
and then the hand…Pain then shakes Shawn’s hand. The two then continue circling
each other. They lock up, and Pain gains the advantage over a tired Shawn. Pain
whips Shawn into the ropes and then connects with a roundhouse kick. Shawn goes
down hard and Pain goes quickly to pick him up. Pain then executes a face first
russian leg sweep. Pain then makes the cover.*
1!!
CY: Does Shawn have anything left in
the tank.
2!!!
DS: Shawn looks to be gone now as
well.
3……NO!!!!
*Shawn manages to get the shoulder
up off the mat before the three-count. Pain then pulls Shawn back to his feet
and whips him into the ropes. Shawn ducks the clothesline attempt and then goes
off the ropes again. Shawn then hits Pain with a running neckbreaker. Shawn
then executes a running leg drop on Pain and stays on for the cover.*
1!!
CY: Shawn makes the cover on Pain.
2……Kickout!!!
*Pain manages to kick out right at
two. Shawn then tries to pull Pain up, but Pain hooks him and pins him with an
inside cradle.*
1!!
*Shawn manages to get out of the
pinning combination. Pain then gets to his feet a shade faster than Shawn. Pain
grabs him in a fireman’s carry position and then drops him with a spinning
neckbreaker (ala Brock Lesnar). Pain then hooks the leg for the cover.*
1!!
CY: Pain just hit the X-Acution and
that could be it for Shawn tonight.
2!!!
DS: I think you’re right.
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
CY: Pain has now moved on and we are
down to their being only 3 competitors left in this turmoil match.
KB: The next opponent hails from
*"Jolly Roger" by Adam and
the Ants hits and Roberts walks to the ring as his music plays, then grabs the
top ropes and flips into the ring acrobatically.*
CY: Jack is really focused here
tonight and he means business.
DS: Hey, you know this means Brood
drew the best number…last.
*Pain and Roberts lock up and Pain
gains the advantage with a side headlock. However, Roberts backs up into the
ropes and shoves him off. Pain goes of the far ropes and on the return he is
dropped by DDT. Roberts wastes no time and drops an elbow down, followed by
another. Roberts than pulls Pain up and whips him into the ropes again and then
nails a standing dropkick. Roberts springs up to the top rope and waits for
Pain to stand up. As Pain gets to his feet Roberts flies off and nails a
missile dropkick. Roberts then bounces off the ropes as Pain gets to his feet
and takes him down with a facecrusher. Pain hits the mat hard and flips back
over onto his back. Roberts then goes of the second rope with an Asai Moonsault
and hooks the leg for the pin.*
CY: WOW…what a great move by
Roberts. Sheer determination.
1!!
DS: He did seem like he was intent
on beating Pain.
2!!!
CY: I think Pain has been taken out
of this one right here.
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
CY: Well Roberts come out strong and
will now face Brood for the International Title.
DS: And Brood is well rested, so
this should be a fast match.
KB: And introducing next, he is from
*The lights go completely black and
then "Keep Away" by Godsmack starts playing as the lights get a
little brighter as a light fog rolls through the area. Brood soon emerges from
the back area, slightly immersed in the fog, walking down the aisle a little
hunched over and with a mean look in his eyes. His arms are held tightly to his
body with his wrists pressed against his chest. This gives him the appearance
of being very cold. He completely ignores the crowd as he heads down the ramp,
his eyes completely fixated on the task at hand.*
CY: Well this should be a good
one…Jack has been waiting for this opportunity for a while.
DS: What? To lose to Brood.
CY: Shut up.
*Brood and Roberts circle each other
in the ring. They lock up and Brood backs Roberts into a corner where the ref
calls for the break. A reluctant Brood let’s up. They come to the middle of the
ring and lock up again. This time it is Roberts who manages to back Brood into
a corner. Again the ref calls for the break and Roberts does so immediately.
Brood takes this opportunity to cheap shot Roberts with a sucker punch. This
gives Brood an opening which he exploits.*
CY: What a cheap shot by Brood.
DS: No, intelligence.
*Brood begins opening up on Roberts
with right hands. The ref keeps telling Brood to open the fist up. Finally, the
ref grabs Brood’s hand and warns him that he will be disqualified. This is the
opening that Roberts needed to get back into this match. Roberts spins Brood
around and drops him with a DDT. Roberts then begins lacing into Brood with a
flurry of fists. The ref begins to count…1…2…3…4…Roberts stops and pulls Brood
to his feet and whips him into the corner. Roberts goes for a splash, but Brood
sidesteps and Roberts crashes into the corner hard. Brood then waits for him to
stumble out and then drops him with a neckbreaker. Brood then pulls him up to
his feet and drops him down with a
1!!
CY: Brood with the cover here.
2!!!
DS: DAMN!!!
*Roberts kicks out. Brood slams the
mat in frustration and yells at the ref. Roberts gets up and stands right
behind Brood who is arguing with the referee. Brood turns around but ducks the
punch from Roberts and shoves him into the ref. The ref goes down and Brood
takes this opportunity to go outside the ring. Brood shoves the timekeeper out
of his chair and folds it up.*
CY: What the hell is Brood up to?
DS: I believe it has been said once
before…by any means necessary.
*Brood slides back into the ring
with the chair and raises the chair above his head to strike. But Roberts has
regained his composure and nails a spinning heel kick on the chair and back
into Brood’s face. Brood drops the chair and stumbles back. Roberts gets up as
Brood resets himself and picks up the chair. Roberts charges at Brood with the
intention of spearing him. However, Brood gets the chair up and Roberts slam
into the chair and falls to the mat. Brood then pulls Roberts up by the throat
and delivers the double choke lift bomb.*
DS: HOLY HELL BOMB!!!
*Brood makes the cover, however, the
ref is still out.*
DS: This is not fair, Roberts took
out the ref and now he can’t count the three.
CY: It is Brood’s fault the ref is
out.
*Brood gets up and walks over to the
ref to try and revive him. This allows Roberts to get to his feet and signal to
the crowd for the Skull and Crossbones. The crowd begins to cheer and Brood
turns around.*
CY: Yes, Roberts just nailed Brood
with the chair and now is executing the Skull and Crossbones.
DS: This isn’t fair.
*Roberts then hooks they leg for the
cover. The slightly revived ref crawls over and begins a slow count.*
1!!
CY: Roberts has the cover.
2!!!
DS: This is BULLS**T!!!
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
KB: Your winner and NEW CeFWA
International Champion…JACK ROBERTS!!!
CY: Roberts has done it. He has
become the new International Champion.
DS: He cheated this is wrong.
*Roberts celebrates like crazy with
the belt and runs around the outside of the ring high-fiving all the fans. Once
he does that he grabs a mic and rolls back into the ring with the belt over his
shoulder.*
Roberts: “Looks like the Dark Syndicate has lost a belt. Well isn’t that just
damn careless! I guess they’re not much of a threat after all. Doesn’t really
bode well for Achilles later on does it? Oh and just in case you missed the
match, the following person has won the
International title belt.
Jack Roberts.
That is all”
*He passes the mic back to Katie and runs up the ramp high-fiving more fans and
exits.*
KB: The following contest is a
submission only match and it is for the CeFWA World Championship!! Coming to
the ring first he is the challenger. He comes to us from
[The arena goes dark when "Wake Up" By Rage Against the Machine
plays. A few seconds into the song at the first loud blast of the bass red
pyros go off and Achilles walks out of the back. The arena lightens slightly
with a pale light and only red light on the stage shining on Achilles. Achilles
makes his way down the ramp as the lights go normal.]
KB: And his opponent hails from
[The lights dim to dark and a fountain of sparks flow from the side of the entrance.
The words "Johnny Seven" are seen on the Razortron and Name of the
Game by Crystal Method blast through the speakers. The music plays for a few
seconds and Johnny walks out as soon as the words begin to kick in*
Listen all you mother f*ckers..............
*Johnny holds his title up with pride and the crowd cheers. Johnny smiles and
walks down the ramp as the next verse kicks in.*
That's the name of the game..............
*Johnny reaches the ring and slides in through the bottom ropes. Johnny walks
to the center of the ring holding the title up high. The crowd goes crazy and
Johnny pulls away his pants and takes off his shirt and gets ready to start the
match. As his back is turned Ach attacks J7.]
DS: Achilles is getting off to a quick start!
*Ach grabs J7 and he lands several punches. Ach whips J7 into the opposite corner.
Ach charges but J7 charges out and meets Ach with a big clothesline. Ach gets
back up and J7 hits another. Ach rolls under the ropes to the outside. J7 goes
to the ropes but Ach grabs him by the ankles and he drags J7 to the outside.
Ach lands a few punches before driving
J7's face into the apron. Ach scoops J7 up and he slams him on the concrete.
Ach lifts J7 up and he lands a European uppercut. Ach grabs J7 and he executes
a snapmare. Ach lands a big kick to J7's back.*
CY: Damn that could be heard throughout this arena!
*Ach rolls J7 over onto his stomach. Ach hooks the legs with his and he grabs
J7's arms Ach leans back and he puts J7 into a Mexican surfboard. As Ach pulls
back the ref asks if J7 gives but the answer is no. Ach pushes J7 off and rolls
out of the way causing J7 to hit the concrete. Ach gets to his feet and he
lifts J7 to his feet. Ach tries to whip J7 into the steel steps but J7 reverses
it ending Ach back first into them. J7 walks over to Ach and he boots him in
the gut. J7 lifts Ach up and he vertical suplexes him to the concrete. J7
stands up and he stomps on Ach. J7 lifts Ach up and he slams him back first
into the apron.*
CY: J7 is really working that back over.
*J7 picks Ach up and he rolls him into the ring. J7 follows and he immediately
drops a double axe handle down onto Ach's back. J7 picks Ach up and he whips
him into the ropes. J7 slams Ach down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. J7 keeps
Ach on his knee, pushing down on his legs and neck.*
DS: Damn that looks like it hurts.
*The ref asks Ach if he gives up but Ach refuses. J7 drives an elbow into Ach's
midsection then he drops him to the mat. J7 lands a few boots to Ach's rib. J7
picks Ach up but Ach lands a low blow. Ach boots J7 into the mat and he hits a
DDT. Ach lifts J7 up and he lands several rights. Ach whips J7 into the ropes
and he connects with a standing dropkick. Ach picks J7 up and he backs him into
a corner. Ach grabs the middle ropes and he rams his shoulder into J7's
midsection several times. Ach lifts J7 up and he sits him on the ropes. Ach
climbs up and he takes J7 down with a superplex. Ach gets up slowly and he rolls
J7 over. Ach slaps on a bow and arrow submission.*
CY: Both men are really going for the submission win early.
*Ach pulls back but J7 is using his strength to try to get to the ropes. Ach
pulls back more and J7 screams in pain, but he refuses to give up. Ach pulls
back more but when he sees it's useless he lets go and slams a forearm down on
J7's ribs. Ach lifts J7 up and he executes a gutwrench suplex. Ach rolls J7
onto his stomach. Ach sits J7 up, puts his knee into J7's back, grabs J7's arms
and he pulls back. Ach pulls back more as the ref checks on J7. Ach pushes his
knee further into J7's back and he causes J7 to scream in agonizing pain. Ach
pulls back but J7 starts to rock left and right. J7 rocks out of the hold. Both
men get up and Ach charges but J7 ducks, sending Ach over the ropes and to the
floor.*
DS: Well, Achilles just flew but too bad his landing wasn't as pretty as the
flight.
*As Ach lies still on the floor J7 starts to regroup in the ring. J7 gets up
and he climbs out of the ring. J7 picks Ach up and he takes Ach down with a
dragon screw. J7 lifts Ach's leg up and he slams it knee first into the
concrete. Ach clutches his knee as J7 kicks it. J7 lifts Ach up and he drops
Ach with a shinbreaker. J7 stomps on the knee a couple more times. J7 grabs
Ach's leg and he applies a standing leglock. Ach grabs his knee and he screams
in pain but Ach doesn't give in. J7 wrenches the leg a little more but Ach
refuses to give up. J7 releases the hold but not the leg. J7 drops a knee right
into the hamstring. J7 yanks the leg, trying to hyperextend the knee. J7 picks
Ach up and he sweeps his leg, taking Ach right back down. J7 grabs Ach's leg
and he starts to apply a figure four but Ach kicks him off, sending J7 face
first into the steel post.*
CY: Achilles, with a desperation move, may have just turned this thing around.
But let's see if his knee will hold up after that brutal attack by the champ.
*After a minutes both Ach starts to get up, but it's obvious he's in pain. Ach
walks over to J7 and he drops an elbow across the back. Ach gets up and he
lands another elbow drop. Ach picks J7 up and he executes a backbreaker. Ach
rolls J7 onto his stomach. Ach puts his foot on J7's back and he grabs J7's
arms. Ach lifts J7's arms up while pushing down with his foot. J7 yells as the
ref checks to see if he's ok. J7 doesn't give up and Ach pulls the arms back
more. The ref keeps asking J7 if he gives but the answer continues to be no. Ach
stomps on J7's back and he pulls back more. J7 still refuses to give in.*
DS: J7 ought to cut his losses and give up before he gets injured. That'd be
the smart thing to do.
*Ach finally gives up on the hold and he stomps one more time onto J7's back.
Ach picks J7 up and he rams him back first into the steel guardrail. Ach does
it again. Ach wraps his arms around J7 and he applies a bearhug. Ach jerks J7
right & left, trying to make J7 submit. J7 hits an ear-ringer but Ach
doesn't let go. J7 lands a punch but Ach squeezes
harder. J7 hits another ear ringer and this time Ach loses his grip. J7 headbutts
Ach and Ach lets go. Ach runs at J7 but J7 counters with a drop to hold. J7
applies an ankle lock submission on the injured leg. J7 twists the ankle over
and over but Ach doesn't give in. J7 slams the leg knee first into the concrete
before letting go. J7 picks Ach up and he
rolls him into the ring. J7 follows closely. J7 kicks Ach in the injured leg,
but J7's back is hurting as well. J7 picks Ach up and he whips him into the
corner. J7 charges and he crushes Ach with a corner clothesline. J7 wraps Ach's
leg around the middle ropes and he uses it to inflict more damage. J7 pulls
back as Ach screams. Ach rakes J7's eyes. Ach rushes out of the corner but J7
counters with a knee to the bread basket. J7 rolls Ach to his stomach. J7
applies an Indian deathlock. Ach yells in pain as J7 uses his arms to push up
for more leverage. Ach tries to inch to the ropes but J7 pulls him back to the
middle of the ring. The ref asks is Ach gives but Ach keeps saying now. J7
cinches back a little more causing Ach to scream out louder. Ach starts to roll
from side to side. J7 tries to stop Ach from reversing the move but ach finally
rolls j7 over turning the hold into a figure four on J7. J7 yells as Ach pulls
back and jerks J7's leg. J7 gets himself to the rope and he grabs, but Ach
won't let go. The ref has to force Ach to let go of the hold.*
CY: Achilles needs to learn how to follow the rules.
DS: Why? He can't be DQ'd or anything.
CY: True.
*Ach gets to his feet but his knee is bothering him even more. Ach limps over
to J7 and he picks Johnny up. Ach whips J7 into the ropes and Ach hits a
spinebuster. Ach holds on to the legs and he turns J7 over into a
DS: Damn it!!
*J7 starts to wake up and he pulls himself to the ropes. J7 grabs the bottom
rope but once again Ach doesn't let go. The ref pulls Ach off which causes Ach
to threaten the ref. The ref & Ach get in a shouting match as J7 starts to
recover. J7 gets up and as Ach turns around J7 boots him in the gut. J7 slams
Ach down with a powerbomb. J7 grabs Ach's legs and he slaps on a sharpshooter.
J7 pulls back with everything but Ach doesn't give in. J7 pulls back more and
then he unravels Ach's legs. J7 slaps on a
DAMN IT!! Ach disrupted the Deadly Seven but somehow that damn J7 completed it!
*J7 falls to the mat out of exhaustion as Ach is out cold on the mat. J7 uses
the ropes to get to his feet. J7 picks ach up and he goes to whip him into the
corner but Ach reverses. Ach charges and he nails a corner spear. Ach backs up
again and he charges but J7 gets out of the way and Ach hits the corner face
first. As Ach stumbles backwards J7 slaps on a Katihajime Submission Hold. J7
pulls Ach to the middle of the ring and he takes Ach down while keeping the
hold on. J7 has the move locked in but Ach keeps saying no to the ref. J7 adds
more pressure and Ach starts to fade in and out. Ach's eyes close and the ref checks
his arm. 1.............. 2.................. 3!!*
CY: J7 WON!! J7 WON!!!
*Suddenly Deth comes out to the top
of the ramp and appears to be waiving to the back. Then the rest of Dark
Syndicate comes running out. Brood,
Chris: "This is getting out of
hand; where are the officials? Why can't they regain order here tonight?"
As the action continues both in and around the ring we see Brood stomping his foot
into Rizzo's chest alongside the retaining wall near the ramp. Bakuryu and
Achilles are attacking J7 in the far corner of the ring, and Dante and Sean
Dubose are exchanging blows near the French announce table, Suddenly the lights
go out WHAT ARE YOU BLIND?" Music begins to play, as Red fire works erupt
along the side of the stage. the "Driz" logo appears on the Big Screen
(a red side profile of a wolf with a half maple leaf and the word DRIZ written
inside it), In a matter of seconds the lights come up and Driz is seen standing
at the top of the ramp area. Achilles takes a long look at Driz and then directs
Bakuryu towards the ramp. As Bakuryu exits the ring he grabs a chair and begins
to run towards Driz with the chair in hand, Driz confidently begins to walk
down the ramp and greets Bakuryu with a big boot to the face. Driz does not
stop walking down towards the ring his eyes ever focused on Achilles.
Chris: "Oh my God it'd Driz! Driz has arrived in the CEWA!"
Dave: "What the hell is he doing here? He's going to ruin everything"
Seeing Driz arrive at the ring area Brood spins him around and takes a swing at
Driz. Driz blocks the punch and drives his knee into Brood's midsection; Driz
then grabs him by the hair and throws him over the retaining wall into the
crowd. Again Driz does not slow down and continues to make his way to the ring
and towards Achilles. Achilles Stops beating on J7 and shares a stare with Driz
who by now is making his way over the top rope into the ring. Dave: "This
could be great these two like each other about as much as I like you
Chris."
Chris: "Oh please, These two are going to finish what was started back in
the IEA..."
Achilles seeking to gain the upper hand on Driz takes a run at him attempting to
clothesline Driz. Driz ducks under Achilles arm and turns around to watch him
returning off the ropes, dropping to one knee Driz punches Achilles hard in the
midsection slowing him down and causing Achilles to double over a bit. Driz
mutters something to Achilles and sets him up for the End of the World; The
crowd now erupts in a chorus of cheers as Driz hoists Achilles up over his head
into the Crucifix position. Driz holds him up there for what seems to be a
minute as the crowd cheers and cameras flash around the building. Driz then
drops the IEA Champion to the ground with great force.
Dave: "Holy Sh*t I heard that kid was strong but... he held him up there
for ever!"
Chris: "Driz is back and he means business."
The show ends with a close up shot of Driz standing atop Achilles, his eyes ever
focused on Achilles as he lay flat on his back.
~~CREDITS~~
Match 1: Mike Muratore
Match 2: Vance Gillis
Match 3: Eric Dreher
Match 4: Raymond Provencher
Match 5: Raymond Provencher
Main Event: Jay Flanders